No matter how reluctant you are, you still have to leave, because the sound of the library collapsing can be heard in the distance.
The high-ring witches don't need to pack their luggage themselves. They just need to wave their hands and the luggage will be automatically sorted and packed, and then carried by the apprentice Miss Drago.
The gods sat in front of the campfire, and Shad stood up to see them off.
The four of them came to the huge door frame of the library. Although Miss Samuel was very disappointed and seemed to want to talk more with Xia De, she still extended her hand. Xia De was stunned for a moment, and also extended his hand to shake it.
"Mr. Hamilton, this journey has been very interesting for me. I hope we can meet again next time."
The witch wearing glasses held Shade's hand tightly, then let go and looked at her palm, then laughed happily:
"It's really fun. When I'm older, I'll be glad I had this experience when I was young."
She's probably the only one who's truly happy right now.
Miss Drago saw that her teacher did not speak first, so she whispered to Shade:
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Hamilton. I only have the middle ring, and it may be difficult to remember this memory after leaving the valley, but thank you so much..."
Unexpectedly, he kissed Shade on the face, then retreated behind Miss Orlanod, with his big red tail swaying slightly behind him. Mia was very curious about this, and turned to look at her short tail.
Shade looked at Miss Orlanod, and the two stared at each other. The pointy-eared witch had a melancholy expression on her face:
“Sometimes it feels like time passes really fast.”
She reached out and hugged Shade:
"I hope we can meet again. I hope that next time, you won't help me again, but I will help you like Teacher Felena."
"Yes, I will."
Shad nodded.
Miss Samuel quietly pushed the witch with pointed ears, and the latter gently kissed Shade on the cheek:
"May the moon always shine upon you, Shad."
She took two steps back and looked at her boots:
"Would you like me to take off my boots and give them to you as a parting gift?"
The lady's lace-up canvas boots did suit her very well, but Shad immediately shook his head, and everyone laughed.
Bryony Olanord, the first librarian of St. Byrons, took off her black cloak and handed it to Shade:
"See you next time, definitely, see you next time."
Then, she raised the wooden staff in her hand and pointed it forward. The golden spiritual light split the red snowy night, opening a path for them to move forward:
"Goodbye, Shad."
Miss Samuel whispered, following.
"I hope to see you next time."
Fiona, who was carrying an exaggeratedly large backpack, was at the end. She spoke softly, and as she passed by, the tip of her tail brushed the back of Shad's hand again.
The witches and their companions walked into the deep night of the dead valley, and the red moon illuminated their figures.
"goodbye!"
Xia De stood at the door of the library and waved. This was the first time in his life that he had watched someone leave.
“No one can escape from separation and stories.”
The old sage in gray robe stood behind Shade at some point. He walked forward and, together with Shade, whose body was covered with golden cracks, looked at the backs of the witches as they left.
"Excuse me...what do you want to tell me?"
Shade asked softly, glancing at Mia in his arms. The cat did not feel any discomfort from the close contact with the god, probably because it was protected by the afterglow of Shade's body.
"I just want to talk to you about my story."
They looked at the witches' increasingly blurry backs. There was indeed something rushing towards them in the darkness, but all three of them were able to fight, and they were safe now.
"Please go ahead."
"Once, a mortal searched for the forbidden knowledge of the First Age in the library. Of course, he couldn't find it, so he prayed to me in the temple and asked: You are the guardian of the library, even you can't protect us from learning the lost knowledge?"
The god took a puff of his pipe, and Shade asked:
"So how do you answer him?"
"God said: Mortals are ignorant, knowledge is priceless. I am the guardian of the library, not the guardian of all knowledge."
“Is there any difference?”
"Of course there is. The power of the guardian of the library comes from the Silver Moon Sage. And knowledge and wisdom are the domain of the ancient god's secret-keeping mentor... Do you understand?"
The old sage in gray robe even winked playfully.
However, Shade closed his eyes and felt liquid sliding down his cheeks. It was tears of blood. The old god directly described the overlapping of the duties of the ancient gods. The weight of knowledge and information almost made him lose consciousness for a moment.
Compared to those old gods who always hide half of what they say, or even hide 90% of what they mean, this old sage is really too direct.
The library of old contains stories from the beginning and the present. The gray-robed sage who guards the knowledge will not proactively provide secrets, but he is happy to share the ancient collections with suitable mortals.
You have listened to the story of the old god "Gray Robe Sage" and learned one of the miracles of the old god "Gray Robe Sage".
Outsider, you have acquired the spell, Library Search.
There were still double images before my eyes. In the deep night with red snow flying all over the sky, the figures of the three witches became even more distant.
"Why are you telling me this story?"
"One day, you'll understand."
The god smiled, and the wrinkles on his face made him look even kinder. And the time that Shade stayed here had come to the last minute.
"Since you didn't make a wish to me to obtain the secret of time, I won't tell you that information. However, I will pass this knowledge on to my believers. If you still want to pursue it, go ahead and search for it in your own time. Maybe you can really find the knowledge you want."
In the Sixth Era, the old god Grey Robe Sage had already left, and his cult had long since collapsed. But the part of the cult that helped build the St. Byrons Library was integrated into the academy, as Mr. Edmund of the Guiding Light Hermitage mentioned... ...
Shade nodded hesitantly.
He still had some questions to ask, but at this time, white mist had already surged up from all around, and it was time for him to leave.
Then, he formally handed the stone tablet of the "Unknown Sacrifice Book" in his hand to the old sage in front of him, and the latter nodded:
"Good luck to you, kid. The road ahead may not be easy."
His figure disappeared beside Shade.
Xia De hugged Mia with one hand, then used his coat to turn her into a toy and put her back in his pocket. He looked up to take a last look at the witches' backs, but found that farther away in the valley, the space was like broken glass, with spider web-like cracks appearing.
Then, the crack broke with a loud sound of glass breaking, and the sound of breaking was even piercing to Xia De who was at the door of the library:
"Huh? Who shattered the space? Is there such a powerful guy in the valley?"
A golden aura emanated from behind the hole where space was shattered. Miss Orlanod, Miss Samuel, and Miss Drago were surprised to see the human figure behind the golden light and hear the noisy sounds behind the hole.
Red high heels stepped out of the shattered space, followed by a black skirt. The tall witch held down the pointed hat on her head, and walked out of the cave in a white dress and black skirt. Her long golden hair fluttered in the wind with the red snow:
"Britney, what are you and Fiona doing? Do you know that half a month has passed outside..."
She first saw her troublesome student and was about to scold him, but suddenly she looked up into the distance and saw the blurry figure at the library entrance.
The two looked at each other through the fluttering red snowflakes, and the snowflakes could not block their eyes. Xia De's heart seemed to stop beating at this moment, and he opened his mouth slightly, unable to believe that he actually saw her in the end.
"Shad?!"
The witch abandoned her student and rushed into the snowy night as a beam of light, but it was too late.
"This is for..."
At the last moment, Xia De reached into his pocket, took out a somewhat wilted rose, and held it forward.
The flowers fell in the snow because the owner had left. But the falling white rose was caught by another hand before it fell into the red snow.
Mana Filianna straightened up.
The witch twisted the flower stems and looked at the place where Shade disappeared, without saying anything for a long time.
In the white mist, a huge tree appeared before Shade's eyes, as if the tree supported the heaven and earth. He stretched out his right hand, ready to catch two leaves that were spinning and falling from the sky.
The voice beside me laughed:
Stranger, there is only one flower left after you bought it from the flower girl on the street. To whom will you give it
Feeling lost, Xia De did not answer and turned to leave the Corridor of Time.
Stranger, you have returned to the present time.
Message from the ancient god "Father of the Infinite Tree":
Infinite time protects you.
When Shad opened his eyes, he had returned to the campfire surrounded by Priest Augustus, Sister Devlin and Iluna, and was even still sitting in front of the campfire.
He stretched his palm forward slightly, and two emerald green leaves lay in his palm, almost without feeling.
Everyone was looking at him. Iluna frowned slightly.
"Why do you have such a strong breath of life?"
The Chosen One of Balance is very sensitive to different forms of power.
"It doesn't matter."
Without the key magic of Moon Shadow, he gained the power of the red dragon and the spell of library search, as well as the old-time female black cloak. It was hard to say what this journey meant. Shade stood up with the help of the ground, breathing heavily. Although he felt sad, he knew what he needed to do now.
There will always be a chance to meet again, he firmly believes this.
He hung the witch's necklace around his neck, and his expression gradually became serious:
"I should get going."
Standing by the campfire, turning to look at Joey Patton on the dark, silent waters, he was still calling out to the soul of his beloved even after not seeing him for three seconds.
It was so peaceful here, and Shad's mood also calmed down because of the influence of death. No matter what, the story of Joey Barton should end today.