My name is Kazuki Suyan. This name has accompanied me for many years. My body ages day by day and my soul decays day by day. Now, I have become a monster that is neither human nor ghost, turning myself into a bug, an old immortal who is disgusted and hated by everyone!

Perhaps because of frequent body changes and bugs, my memory is a bit bad, and it is always easy to forget things. Although I can finally retrieve that memory from the engraved insect, I always feel like watching other people’s movie stories. It is obviously my own memory, but it seems to be alienated from the other end of the world.

The only thing that has not been forgotten is perhaps a name.

The woman's name.

It was a crystal person who was so pure and clean that no one would bear to hurt her. She was so noble and beautiful, so innocent. Only when I saw her smile in the fragments of memory would my heart full of holes twitch a little.

Sweet and sad.

Matsuki Dirty Ink was lying in the dirty sewage in the sewer. He remembered in a trance that he was going crazy a few days ago. He came to the Tomogi City Airport and approached the most annoying technological product. He couldn't help but giggle.

The airplane cabin door opened, and the beautiful woman in pure white fur winter clothes, her eyes as pure as rubies, really seemed, like.

But when I lifted my crutch and wanted to get out of the shadow, the thin arms covered with corpse spots and the crutch that I usually hate very much now, immediately made Ji Tong Yuyan unwilling to accept it.

Why

My heart is twitching.

I remember many years ago, and I don’t know how many years ago, I had another name.

Machiri Zorgen, a name forgotten in the dust, a name with countless prefixes, "a graduate of the Timepiece Tower full mark", "a hero of magic talent", and "the youngest assistant to the Atlas Academy". These are the prides that Machiri has been used to being the legitimate son of the Zorgen family of the three families of the Imperial Three families.

But I am not satisfied. I think that magic should not be used only to satisfy selfish desires and glory. A true magician should have the right to pursue life and equality, whether it is a high-ranking or ordinary person, he has the right to be born fair, whether he is good by nature or evil by nature, he has the right to be born happy.

I am the strongest magician in my generation, but this is nothing. There is always one of the strongest in every generation.

If I want to do it, I will be the strongest. The big things I want to do must be passed down through the ages!

To eliminate the evil of human nature, to remove the evil of this world, to eliminate the sins of the world, and to save all mankind, only such a miracle is worthy of my name.

one day

Two days

I never gave up. I searched greedily in the library of the clock tower, and I traveled in the sea of ​​books in the Atlas Court's collection room.

Finally I found the myth that was buried in history, a myth that many like-minded magicians once fought for but gave up.

City of Winter!

It was a huge technique that had made no progress for nine hundred years. It was a legend that used the third method as a bridge to knock on the gate of the root.

I brought my friend, a weird man named Tosaka Nagato, who had high martial arts and powerful magic, finally found the winter city that was isolated from the world through the records of classics.

Artificial human?

Man-made man!

Man-made man.

From surprise to surprise, and then to numbness, it was only a few hundred meters away. There was not much to appreciate in these numb and cold artificial humans, let alone the rash ghost of Tosaka Nagato, who seemed to be unable to see the technical content of artificial humans at all.

After a few breaths, a marking insect bit the passing mouse to death, drained all the flesh and blood in its body, turned into insignificant magic power to feed back to itself. The faint warm current made me feel a little clear. When I think of the thick man with long hair, I couldn't help but smile.

Along the way, it was all white and black, white snow, white decorations, black walls, boring and disgusting.

Yongren and I came to the core of the Winter City with an artificial man. At that moment, thick clouds suddenly dispersed, and the bright sunlight passed through the lead clouds, illuminating the small flower plaza that consumed a lot of resources to maintain, and colorful wild flowers bloomed happily.

My heart seemed to stop at that moment.

"Welcome, there have been no visitors here for nine hundred years?"

The woman turned around and looked back, revealing her delicate face, with almost transparent skin, ruby-like eyes, light red lips, and the corners of her lips raised, revealing an extremely pure and flawless smile.

One hundred and ninety-seven years, three months, five days, seven hours, twelve minutes, thirty-five seconds.

Only when I saw this smile did I remember how long we had known each other.

It seemed that the thousand years of time had not allowed her to suffer any decoration. Under the warm sunshine, the woman knelt in the flowers and flowers, and the white sky ceremonial costume was scattered among the flowers and plants. Although she didn't move, I felt a graceful and delicate and restrained feeling, and the purity in her eyes and the sincerity in her smile made me even more excited.

Although she didn't follow the etiquette, she sat there, even if she just smiled slightly, and I felt that it would be worth watching for the rest of her life.

"Are you the legendary saint of winter?"

At this time, only Tosaka Nagato, a second-hand man, could interfere with the beautiful and dreamy atmosphere without judging from the situation. If his teacher hadn't been the second method, I would never use the second magic trick to kill him.

"Yes."

The woman supported herself with force, her pale and delicate palms were covered with soil, and then she was unceremoniously wiping it on the Heavenly Quotation Equipment. The white light flashed, and the Heavenly Quotation Equipment was automatically purified. The movements were so skillful that it seemed to have been performed countless times.

My friends and I were shocked.

The woman noticed that my friend and I were looking at me, and she immediately lowered her head slightly, and two blushed on her pale cheeks.

"Sorry" the woman seemed to know that this was an impolite behavior. She raised her skirt with both hands and saluted me and Nagato Tosaka. The little girl's naughty and cunning in the corner of her eyes instantly hit my heart.

If this continues, my ideal will be abandoned.

Fortunately, there is still Tosaka Nagato, and I will always curse Tosaka Nagato.

Because of him, I did not waste myself. Because of him, we restarted the Great Holy Grail. Because of him, I lost her. Because of him, our ideals were broken.

Tosaka, you have always been the least enthusiastic about anything. Why did you remind me coldly at that time that I still have a great dream, a dream that is almost miraculous, a dream that I regret for life!

On the day when the sun rose, I, Tosaka Nagato, Zelridge, sat on the hillside, and the same bright sunlight shone on us. I am mature. Tosaka Nagato has a daughter, Zelridge looks the same as before.

She was wearing the modified Heavenly Quarrel outfit and stood quietly in the huge arts in the wilderness, her hands folded together on her chest, and her delicate face prayed devoutly.

At that moment, my heart was broken.

She is so far away and so within reach.

If I had reached out and destroyed the art at that time, would we have a future?

If I had given up my ridiculous ideal at that time, wouldn't I have been crazy about so many years of torture?

If I was

If I really understand my own feelings, I should stand up and say loudly:

"I love you!"

The saint of winter, Yustisa Rizlei von Einzberen, after she recited all the magic spells, she suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes as pure as ruby ​​were filled with indelible resentment and sadness. At this moment, she was no longer a cold artificial human being, she was just her, an ordinary woman.

She looked at me, I knew, and then in the gradually dissipating golden glow, I seemed to see the initial smile again.

In the sewer, the rotten body collapsed into insects, carrying a rotten soul that had regretted for a lifetime, slowly dying, and the fat, white and tender brain worm gradually became cold.
Chapter completed!