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[World Error: An Su Moningsta]
Clouds piled up by 'errors' covered the sky above Avad, denying even the sunlight access, all intercepted by the red clouds, casting a mix of red glow and muteness across the landscape.
As Nether gradually collapsed, even the laws of the world started blurring and losing order.
"How did you manage to do it?"
Faced with the question from the Last Bishop, An Su remained silent, merely deep in thought.
byd kids think staying quiet is cool.
Seeing An Su's forced demeanor, Pure White Eyes slightly contracted—perhaps guessing something—their usually gentle demeanor instantly took on a subtle change.
That expression was not unfamiliar to him. On Merlin's first day of school, after snagging a bunch of girls' contact details, that miscreant had maintained such a soulful posture, flaunting it in front of him all day long.
And then he was punished... All Holy Light Magic could only be practiced with his toes from then on.
"An Su Moningsta."
The Last Bishop stared at An Su, the faceless hole exuding a strong sense of oppression, "You better think carefully before you speak, don't tell me... it's your new little girlfriend? That Demon Clan Saintess?"
Speechless. Huang Yao making girlfriends everywhere.
"Your Majesty. You are mistaken."
An Su turned to look at the Last Bishop, showing no fear of the oppressive aura. He quickly clarified his relationship with Huang Yao and vindicated Miss Enya's innocence, "She is not my girlfriend."
The Last Bishop let out a sigh of relief.
"Our relationship is purely that of running buddies," An Su stated emphatically.
"..." The Last Bishop's expression stiffened.
"Such misfortune at home, the moral decay of society!"
Pure White Eyes bore into An Su, that descendant from thirty thousand years later, the Last Bishop gritted his teeth, "All Holy Light Magic, henceforth you are only permitted to cast spells using an ox tail as your Magic Wand! No using your hands!"
Casting Holy Light Magic with an ox tail,
What some kind of godly stick...
"Your Majesty."
An Su gazed at the Last Bishop, his teal eyes calm, reflecting a skyline turning increasingly crimson, a brief pause before the helpless youth spoke, a bright sadness twinkling in his eyes, "I'd have to cast spells like that for two whole days once I get home."
"Using an ox tail for a lifetime to cast spells," An Su sighed, "is too daunting. I'd better use my hands just like Your Majesty."
The Last Bishop no longer wished to speak to An Su.
Speechless. Can't continue this conversation, typical heretic thinking.
He felt, as the former Bishop of Chaos, he was much purer than An Su, the Radiant Saint.
"An Su Moningsta, you are deliberately provoking me."
The Last Bishop sighed, those Pure White Eyes reflecting all truths, piercing through hearts, "You attempt to provoke more information about the Demon Clan Saintess with such clumsy methods but, alas: your words cannot anger me, nor do I know her whereabouts."
"Yage Sylvia never existed in fate. She does not wish you to know, and one as weak as you will certainly not be able to find her."
"Stop harboring such tedious thoughts."
The Pure White Eyes are the Holy Eyes of Radiance and Truth, capable of seeing through the fate of an era, but there's one thing they cannot see clearly.
That is what corresponds to Radiance and Truth—the Shadow and the Unknown.
"Are you really not angry?"
An Su inquired curiously, tilting his head and flashing a friendly smile,
"But I will eventually find her, respected Bishop Your Majesty, you're right, I am weak. I cannot defy the so-called fate, so I will always try to find someone to share my fate with, till the end of destiny."
"And Bishop Your Majesty, you are very strong, so you don't need someone to share your fate with. From ruling over Heaven for thirty thousand years, to countless cycles of Nether, you have always been alone. But it's not that you have no one to accompany you, you simply don't wish or need to. Because you are too strong."
"You're too strong, you're not that fragile, so you don't need love, thoughts, or someone to care about. You can't comprehend the emotions of others' love and thoughts, so you're unable to find your own 'Miss Maid' in your life, and you're certain I can't find my 'Miss Maid' either."
"But I will find her, even if it's until the end of the world."
"Respected Bishop Your Majesty, it's just because you don't want to."
An Su smiled politely, "Am I correct?"
"...Stop talking." The Last Bishop stared at An Su, his mouth corners twitching slightly, he said through gritted teeth: "Yes, it's just because I don't want to. That's why I haven't been fazed... and I'm certainly not angry, haha."
"Just a reminder to you... Of course, I wouldn't hold a grudge against a child like you and am definitely not angry, just a reminder. Avad is not yet set in stone, and if you die, you're really dead... but of course, this isn't because I'm angry."
How exactly did that scourge Merlin teach, to have sent such a miscreant here to deceive and destroy his lineage! The Last Bishop had decided, from now on, he would infiltrate Merlin's dreams in spirit, and be the Bishop in his heart.
"So it's not that you can't find Miss Yage, it's just that you don't want to."
"Your Majesty."
An Su lifted his gaze to the Last Bishop, he spoke calmly,
"Miss Yage Sylvia, where is she?"
Those deep teal eyes held no hint of jest, the youth just quietly stared at the Last Bishop, calmly faced the most powerful Demigod of the Era of Chaos, without a trace of fear, nor a hint of backing down.
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