In an empty Japanese-style room, a small teenager was lying on the ground writing and drawing. The teenager was thirteen or four years old. His pale blond hair reflected the sunlight outside the house, and he was wearing something that was obviously too generous. The black cloak looked a little strange but coordinated.

There are many things on the ground. There are threads made of melting unknown metals, gems of various colors, and strange biological bones. The base plate is a clay tablet with many materials, and it is used by teenagers to write and draw. It is also blood ink mixed with gem powder.

Beside the boy, a girl with short silver-white hair wearing a very distinctive ethnic robe silently watched the boy's drawing of unknown runes, occasionally calculating what was recorded on the long scroll in her hand.

In the eyes of outsiders, these two have a mature and stable age that is different from their appearance. Young people who work together very tacitly may appear very harmonious.

But it was not just the two of them present.

Standing behind the two of them, leaning against the wall is a young girl with silver hair that is bare-toed and wearing a German military dress that is not suitable for the room.

She held a light ball with the ability to gather with one hand, and silently felt the information fluctuations generated on the magic circle drawn by the teenager.

Her presence is obviously not suitable for the research style of the room, but in fact she is the most important presence in this research room.

Because the research here was meant to restore her talents by magic, she is the cornerstone of this research project.

Maybe this silent working environment will continue for a while, right?

But it may be that such a silent job is not suitable, and the girl with short silver hair suddenly said:

"Your Excellency Guise."

Her voice awakened the young man who was addicted to the world of runes.

"What? Meteora? Is there something wrong?"

"No, there is no problem with Rune.

It’s just that, I’ve found out a long time ago, Lord Guise, your rune drawing and spell writing, these actions have a very...like feeling.

It will always give people a different feeling, like... Forget it, I can’t tell. "

Meteora couldn't express her feelings. This was a rare term for her.

The boy didn't stop his work, he pondered and replied:

"Um... I probably understand what you mean.

Obviously, the runes drawn are the same, and the effect is the same, but when I write the runes, the posture is very natural, right? "

"...That's it. I once saw a similar scene with an older runeman, but it was different.

The effect of runes drawn like this has improved, but the appearance is very good. "

Meteora recalled.

"Although thank you for your compliment, ah, because you are not a member of the Eastern cultural system, it may be difficult to understand.

Whether it is calligraphy or other techniques, Orientals emphasize the unity of man and nature to achieve a certain artistic conception, which is called Tao in the oriental cultural system. "

"Tao? It's like kendo, tea ceremony, ikebana... these in that world?"

The teenager seems to have found an interesting topic:

"[Tao] Actually, it is not something that can be learned, it is a kind of accumulation that has been accumulated over long years.

Everyone has his own way, and even the smallest skill can become enlightened. "

"Everyone has it? Is [Tao] such a common thing?"

Meteora was very puzzled, she had met twice.

"Everyone has it, but even if the average person is a talented person, it will only take a few decades to hone a single skill, so Tao is rare.

Although I have no talent for calligraphy, I have spent trillions of years slowly polishing this skill.

Even if I am not diligent and have no talent, I still get a certain mood by the accumulation of time. This is also a benefit of living a long time? "

The teenager smiled smugly, like a kid showing off his new skills like a friend, without the calmness and indifference of his first job.

This made the dazzled Meteora a little embarrassed.

"You have existed for a long time, but some behaviors seem to be children who have not grown up. I really don't know what you waste a lot of time doing."

While the boy stopped working, the girl in military uniform leaning against the wall also opened his eyes, but the first sentence was mocking the boy.

And the translation of her words is "Have you lived on a dog for most of your life?" The older you are, the more unreliable you are, and you will lose your life. 】

But the blond boy was not angry, but joked:

"Speaking of which, you are actually the youngest among us, Altaïr?

Xiaosuna created you, and it is less than a year now.

Is it really okay for children to speak so maturely? "

"Humph! Stupid.

I am an existence born between time and space. There is no passing of time, no growth of age and spiritual growth.

The moment of birth is the final form of maturity, the perfect image given to me in an instant..."

Altaïr stroked his shoulders with one hand, introducing himself very proudly, despising all other creatures.

"That means you won't grow up?!"

The blond boy raised his eyebrows and smiled.

This made Altaïr's face become cold:

"You, are you fooling me?"

"This one……"

Seeing that the two were about to collide again, Meteora on the side immediately spoke:

"Altaïr is a directly concrete existence in Xiaojie's works, not a life born naturally.

Her age algorithm can't follow what the Lord Guise said. "

Meteora's words calmed Altaïr's anger.

But Meteora hasn't finished saying:

"In the works of xiaojie, Altaïr was born in the gap between time and space. The setting said that there was no concept of time. But at that time Altaïr had the consciousness to think.

There was also a sentence like "She is walking on the chaotic wasteland, she doesn't know the passage of time, the existence of eternity..." in the instant Xiaojie's notebook.

So I think Altaïr's age should not be too young. "

"..."

"...So, Altaïr?"

"To shut up!"

Altaïr's soothing emotions were once again gloomy, and she felt that the two men were getting together to fool herself.

Then without any hesitation, a saber appeared in Altaïr's hand.

The blonde boy and Meteora looked at each other tacitly, and the two turned around and rushed to the door together, their movements were extremely skillful.

On the path they passed, there would always be sabers flying from nowhere and inserted into the floor.

"Be careful not to destroy the magic circle, I just drew it... Oh, my cloak."

At this moment, the picture turned, and there happened to be a girl with glasses and long straight black hair walking up with a teacup and plate on the corridor outside the door. She happened to ran into the two running away head-on, and almost did not hold the plate in surprise. .

"Meteora Xiaojie? Mr. Guise?"

The blonde boy was overjoyed when he met the oncoming girl.

"Instant! You came just to stop Altaïr from sending..." Before he finished speaking, a saber went straight into the blond boy's head, seeing blood splashing on the spot in the next second...

At this moment, the screen suddenly stopped, and everything in the screen stopped moving as if the pause button had been pressed.

Whether it's the water droplets splashing out of the tea cup, or the saber piercing forward.

After such a moment of silence, a voice came from the world outside the screen, and two figures sitting on the ground appeared at the same time.

"Let's stop here? It's boring to play all things afterwards.

Really white, do you know them well? "

"but……

Generally speaking, it’s a good show later, right? "

"...Although you are right, let's next time.

This time you can get to know their looks. "

Xing Ke turned his face to ~lightnovelpub.net~ and did not dare to look directly at Zhen Bai, and Zhen Bai did not say much, but instead asked about the niándeshì love of the little blonde.

"Is that how someone was before?"

Zhen Bai looked at the figure of the blond boy, her eyes gleaming.

"Yeah! How's it going? Isn't I also very handsome with blond hair!"

"It's small, it's cute, it would be nice if it were my brother."

"Little brother?!"

Xingqi suffered a certain blow:

"That's because I hadn't grown up yet! I died young in my previous life, OK?

But... speaking of it, my hair color at that time was so close to you.

They are all that kind of very light gold, maybe they can really impersonate your brother... brother! "