I want to just drift through life in Type-Moon.

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If that's the case, what exactly happened over there? Completely confused, it kept trembling and thinking in its cage.

Having received no reply, Weber pinched the bridge of his nose, glanced at his disciple's unreliable magical costume, sighed, and then ignored him.

The world has become bad enough. No matter what happens outside, I have no power to care about anything else. I might as well do something else—such as making better preparations for my disciples to go out.

"Yard, what's wrong?" Grey asked softly, holding the cage in front of her.

“…Girl, this mission might be more difficult than you imagine. I’m starting to regret encouraging you to go out,” Yad said in a low voice.

Grey didn't speak, but looked at it with trusting eyes.

"I'm not joking. That situation just now clearly indicated the presence of some formidable enemy. I can no longer guarantee your safety. Perhaps you should withdraw..."

“It’s alright, I’ve already decided that no matter what happens, I’ll go see it. And—Yard, you’re actually looking forward to it too, aren’t you?” Grey’s gaze fell on the magic device on her master’s desk. “Our fates are intertwined, so I won’t choose to run away.”

After saying this, she covered the cage with her cloak again. "Master, I'll go prepare other things first."

Weber nodded and handed her the document he had written: "Perfect timing. Take this to the mineralogy department and have them get the information here for you. You should be able to use it later."

Grey took the document, glanced at it, and left the room without asking any further questions, after nodding slightly.

Time was running out, and the departure was scheduled for sunrise. If she finished preparing early, she would have more time to adjust her mindset.

Meanwhile, Arthur, who had once again fallen out with Yue Zhengling, stood in front of the mall entrance. Although it was night, his dark vision allowed him to see everything outside clearly.

The sandstorm had stopped. Unlike the scorching heat of the day, the temperature dropped sharply at night, and a layer of frost slowly condensed on the glass. The temperature difference between these two extremes was unbearable for ordinary people. Therefore, Arthur was certain that there were not many people left in this world. Those who could not adapt to this climate would soon die from various diseases.

Most importantly, the concentration of magic in this world is slowly increasing, but it cannot be used by modern magicians. It is something prepared for the next generation of species. Even the remaining magicians will one day die because of this magic that is harmful to humans.

“The world is harsh.” Holding his sword in front of him, Arthur felt sorry for the people of this world.

"Why do you sigh like that, my prince?" Suddenly, Mary's voice appeared again, startling Arthur. Moreover, this time it wasn't just her voice, but also an image appeared beside him.

"Merry!" When Arthur saw the hazy white figure beside him, he couldn't suppress the joy in his eyes.

"That's right, it's me, your most reliable, trustworthy, and beloved subject! You useless good-for-nothing." Meryl was as sarcastic as ever. "I told you to win that kid over, so why did things fall apart? Did you put all your intelligence into flirting with girls, and not a single point into flirting with guys?"

"Wait! This has nothing to do with the current situation, does it?" Arthur was a little flustered by Mary's words. After all, she was the rightful wife. If she was unhappy, his harem would never have peace.

"That's why I told you before, don't be too obsessed with being right. You clearly knew that the child was fine and were willing to believe him, but you still insisted on digging into the details. Now look what happened, you've stepped on a landmine!"

Mary had been scolded by Arthur before, and now that she finally had a chance to retaliate, she was determined to crush him without mercy.

"You already knew..." Arthur smiled bitterly.

"Well, after all, my clothes are the location point, and that kid happens to be a good intermediary, so I can see some things more or less." The figure was too blurry for Arthur to see her expression.

"I thought it would be a long time before I could chat with you again." Arthur smiled easily, after all, with her around, many things were much simpler.

"Originally, it would have taken a long time to accumulate strength before we could chat with you again, and it would have required you and that child to be close by. But unexpectedly, the alien god happened. And it was because of that alien god that cross-dimensional communication suddenly became easy."

The white figure shrugged. "I saw everything that happened before. This time, the fault lies with you, Arthur."

Arthur didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking just because you're not talking. You don't think you did anything wrong, do you?" There was a hint of reproach in Meryl's voice.

"Didn't you realize that your behavior was too radical? That child is sensitive and delicate, and for people like us who have too many secrets, and whose secrets are not understood even if we speak them out, there are just too many things that cannot be said."

Mei deliberately emphasized the word "we," clearly implying something.

“You mean, that child, like you, has clairvoyance? But no, he denied it.” Arthur shook his head at Mary.

"You believe everything people say? When did you become so naive?" Mary stood on tiptoe and reached out to check Arthur's temperature.

"Stop fooling around." Arthur turned his head away, refusing to be touched, after being choked by her.

Meryl only wanted to tease him, and since it didn't work, she didn't continue. She got back to the main point and said, "According to my conversations with the Merlin he knows, although the boy knows a lot of things, those things all happened in other timelines."

"Moreover, the essence of those records is that they haven't been recorded yet. Do you understand what I mean by that?" Mary asked, afraid that Arthur wouldn't understand.

Arthur remained silent for a moment, then said in a very uncertain tone, "You mean, the things he knows are things that haven't happened in any of the worlds yet?"

“Not entirely—because those things are just about to happen.” Meryl shook her head gently. “Whether it’s the burning of humanity or the freezing of humanity, although we already know about it, these things haven’t started yet on any of the timelines…”

"Doesn't that prove there's something wrong with the child?" Arthur asked, puzzled.

"No, quite the opposite, this proves that the child is perfectly fine." Meryl pursed her lips and spoke hesitantly, "My prince, you know that I foresaw your fate back then, yet I left you without saying a word, didn't I?"

Arthur tensed slightly, immediately understanding what Mary meant, because it was predetermined; even if Mary had told him then, the outcome would not have changed.

"You mean, those are all predetermined. Even if the child says it, it's meaningless and might even trigger bigger changes?"

Mary nodded. "That's right. Just like when I left Britain, even if I had told you beforehand, would you have thought it was my prophecy that led to Britain's destruction?"

Arthur slowly shook his head.

“That’s right. And even if he tells everything, the world will see him and hate him even more. I believe you can feel it too, right? The malice surrounding him.”

Arthur then recalled the aura that was unusually similar to the [beast] he had been chasing when he first saw Yue Zhengling.

Then he remembered the alien god's words—"Keep talking, that way the world will reject you even more, and then I can take you away!"

He didn't understand what was going on at first, but now, combined with Meryl's hints, her words became chilling upon closer examination.

“He knew he would cause trouble, which is why he didn’t tell me, but I wanted to force him to tell me—so that’s why…” Arthur showed a bitter expression. Just as Mary said, digging too deep can hurt others.

Although the two guessed wrong, their mistake had its merits, and Arthur abandoned the idea of ​​pressing them for answers.

"So what do we do now?" Arthur looked at the white figure, having already abandoned his original plan.

"How am I supposed to know what you're planning to do? Didn't you dislike my ambition and insist on doing things your own way? Well then, figure it out yourself!" Mary seemed to still be sulking, turning away from him like a little girl.

"Okay. I admit I was wrong, please forgive me." Arthur raised his hands in surrender.

"Hmph, good to know." Meryl chuckled secretly. "However, I don't want to offer my opinion this time. Just do what you think is best."

"Why?" Arthur frowned.

"Because after talking with Merlin, I discovered a very important issue. That is—"

"That is?"

Meryl's voice suddenly became erratic, "That's it—that kid needs a good talking to. Just like we call him, just treat him like a spoiled child and deal with him as you see fit."

"Hey, what kind of method is this?" Arthur looked at Mary with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"I advise you not to ask too many questions about the child's past unless he is willing to talk about it. Another Merlin lived with him for so long and never got any information out of him, but the child always accidentally let slip that, according to the information he has gathered, the child's past is very complicated."

At this point, Meryl looked up and glanced around, then lowered her voice as if avoiding something, and whispered in Arthur's ear, "In addition, that child is clearly deeply connected with the family that controls the [Law]. Although I am still investigating the specifics, I can confirm that the holder of the Second Law, the Jewel King, has been injured, and the special [Law] costume in his hand has been taken away."

"Nobody wants their world to be recycled and reset, but nothing in that family is simple, so you absolutely cannot interfere, not even to test the waters."

These words struck Arthur like a thunderclap.

"You mean that child and the first..." He immediately shut his mouth before he could finish speaking.

“It’s alright. Their existence is very weak in this world, which is why I dared to tell you. Besides, most of their attention should be focused on that child.” Meryl took two steps back.

"That's something even they can deny, which is why they've always rejected families that possess it. It's like the launch button for a modern nuclear weapon; even if it's held by a calm and wise supreme authority, it's impossible to feel at ease, let alone that family that specializes in producing madmen."

The news he received today was so shocking that Arthur wished he hadn't heard it.

Anyone who knows that there is a world destroyer in their vicinity will feel a thorn in their side, and that is a kind of torment. What is more important is that even if you know that the other party is a world destroyer, but the other party does nothing, and you are a lawful good person, you cannot even turn a blind eye.

But knowing Yue Zhengling's background makes it even more difficult for Arthur to give up guiding him onto the right path.

"Merlin told me that although the child seems aloof, lazy, and seeks stability, he actually harbors a restless spirit and is very kind to those he cares about. You can start from these aspects. This is my last hint to you today. Guide him well."

After saying this, the white figure completely disappeared.

Arthur, unfazed, stood still and sighed in the cold air.

“Guide him? But I don’t have much confidence, Mary… After all, when it comes to education, I’m a failure.” Thinking of his rebellious son, Arthur felt as if he had been hit on the head, his head throbbing, and he clenched his fists.

While hiding in the lounge, Yue Zhengling suddenly shivered. He looked up and around and then noticed that there was frost on the glass window.

"Indeed, I should leave here." Although he didn't feel cold, he still subconsciously rubbed his forearm. "Interacting with others is completely unnecessary for me right now."

"Besides, according to that guy, it's safe as long as you stay indoors, so there's no need to share a room with him anymore."

Le Zhengling felt exhausted after spending less than a day together, and couldn't imagine what would happen if they stayed any longer. He had initially thought he would get along well with Arthur, but it seemed he had been delusional.

"Anyway, he might travel to other worlds at any time. We're all just passing through, so there's no need to get to know each other deeply."

In the completely dark room, Yue Zhengling suddenly felt unusually tired and then fell into reflection.

"Come to think of it, I've been running away ever since then..." he murmured to himself, recalling what had happened since he met Uncle Fuabro.

"I hate this world. No matter where I go, it seems like I'm forced to leave for various reasons."

After so many things happened, Yue Zhengling could also sense the world's attitude towards him, but he didn't know if it was because he was a visitor from another world, or because he knew too much.

He was like a passerby who didn't want to run but was forced to flee forward, repeatedly crossing the path, and was certain that this situation would continue indefinitely.

"World, whether it's Alaya or Gaia, if I said I could have a quiet place to be alone, and I promised I wouldn't spoil anything or pay attention to anyone, and would just quietly be a loner, could you please leave me alone?"

He stretched out his hand, his tone filled with helplessness and disappointment.

"I'm just an ordinary person. Let's make a deal: you ignore me, and I'll ignore everything else. Can I just live a leisurely life on my own, anywhere?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an aura suddenly emerge from the darkness where there was no one before. The aura was ethereal and vast, but before it could fully appear, it suddenly retreated.

Then, there was a knock on the door of the lounge. Le Zhengling frowned unhappily. He was just about to succeed when he was disturbed at this moment. How unlucky.

Moreover, he had just shown obvious resistance, didn't Arthur even notice?

Thinking this, he decided to ignore the knocking and lay down on the sofa, covering his ears.

Arthur sensed Yue Zhengling's presence and arrived at the door of the lounge. Just as he was about to push the door open, he found it locked. He thought for three seconds, wanting to let him calm down a bit more, but at that moment, he sensed a familiar presence in the room.

That was the approval and advice that a certain will would send when he needed to use the Star Sword. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately knocked on the door. Sure enough, after hearing the knock, that will quietly disappeared.

As expected, the people inside showed no intention of opening the door.

Arthur thought for a moment and decided to make some late-night snacks before coming back.

Food can relax people, and sweets can make people happy. This late-night snack is important for restarting the conversation between the two.

Two hours later, Arthur, carrying a chocolate cake, kicked the wooden door after knocking again without getting a response. Under the murderous gaze of Yue Zhengling, he walked into the room as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the door embedded in the wall, Yue Zhengling lay on the sofa, gazing at Arthur with unusual dissatisfaction.

Chapter 116 The Real Yue Zhengling

"Excuse me, I made some late-night snacks. If you don't mind, you can have some with me." Arthur walked into the room carrying a tray and placed the cake on the table.

Le Zhengling did not answer him, but quietly stood up and walked towards the door.

Arthur seemed to have anticipated this, so he stepped in front of his face, looked down at Yue Zhengling's hair crown, and said softly, "I apologize for my previous ignorance. Can you accept that?"

Le Zhengling took two steps back warily, then looked at Arthur with the eyes of someone looking at something strange.

Arthur stood there quietly, looking at him with gentle eyes.

"...Could you please stop looking at me like that? Even though I look like a girl, I'm a man, and a straight man at that, not gay." Le Zhengling looked disgusted and took a few steps back.

Arthur's gentle gaze instantly turned innocent.

"I'm not your harem, don't talk to me in such a disgusting tone." Right now, Yue Zhengling is like a hedgehog with all its quills up, completely not allowing anyone to get close.

Arthur stared speechlessly at Yue Zhengling, who was showing signs of wariness towards him. He was stuck in a stalemate, unable to advance or retreat.

“You’re worse than Meryl put it. It’s not just being withdrawn; you’re practically rejecting the world.” After saying this, Arthur apologized to Meryl in his heart. He had originally wanted to communicate properly, but seeing that Yue Zhengling had absolutely no desire to communicate, he felt disappointed.

"...We've all just met by chance. You, as a mobile savior, could leave at any time, while I'm just an insignificant ordinary person. We can go our separate ways, can't we?"

Upon hearing Arthur mention Meryl, Yue Zhengling glanced at the robes he was wearing.

"Has anyone ever said that you have a problem with your personality?" Arthur was also a little angry. No one could like a child who was completely disobedient.

“Yes, Merlin said it, you said it, and Araya Sōren said it too.” Le Zhengling tilted his head, seemingly unaware of why Arthur would ask such a question.

"But what does my personality have to do with you? You're all so nosy. If you don't like my personality, why don't you just ignore me? Araya Sōren isn't going to say anything anymore, and we won't interfere with Merlin's words, so why are you so persistent?"

"I did this for you—"

"Please, don't force others with your subjective intentions like 'I'm doing this for your own good,' okay?" Yue Zhengling looked at Arthur with a helpless expression, as if she were looking at an immature child.

"Am I begging you to do what's best for me? Do you know that your 'goodness' is really what I need? If you think so, then I'm begging you to my face now: don't do what's best for me, and please don't care about me. I don't need your 'goodness'."

As Yue Zhengling spoke, he retreated to the window.

"All of this 'for your own good' is just self-gratification. This kind of 'good' is very hurtful, Arthur. Just like in the other Arthurian legend, she let Lancelot and Guinevere go. I think she did it for their own good, but it was precisely this that caused the division of the Round Table. In the end, Guinevere became a nun, and the two never saw each other again until their deaths. This kind of ending was caused by that Arthurian legend's 'for your own good'."

Le Zhengling sat on the windowsill, his back to a red moon.