But who can answer this question? Elle thought of someone, the silver haired girl was replaced by someone else.

In the morning, Elle came out of her room and went upstairs.

"Oh, you're here? I thought it would take a while, but are you more patient than I thought? Or should I pare it to judgement?"

"It doesn't matter what side he's on. He doesn't care what other people think."

"Isn't it useless? It's a true necromancy book. People's opinions mean nothing, because no one cares about mosquitoes."

"Actually, what you're saying is not good."

Elle couldn't seem to stop talking.

"That's hard to hear, isn't it? Common sense, isn't it? Even in the life of a mage, do you care about the mystery of who are the souls of the dead? Don't you? even if this weapon is destroyed, I think you'll find another.

"Perhaps the servants used to be like that too."

"When? Elle, did you explain that to me once?

The silver-haired woman smiled teasingly.

"You're still here. Nothing's changed. You don't value working life."

"Not a servant"

"Alright, let's stop asking these questions here. I don't think you came here to discuss these questions with me or to feel the sea breeze."

(What do you enjoy while being blown by this sea breeze?)

"Can't you hear the world, the notes of the world?"

The silver haired woman looked like she was drunk, but Elle knew nothing about the man who was lost in thought.

Nothing can be done here.

"The world has bee one. The worlds are infinite, but each world is independent. Everything is connected."

"The world is the same, the world is the same, everything is connected."

"That bond is visible to all."

Elle closed her eyes and finally realized that this man was crazy.

No, it is less absurd than the great difference in worldly bodies.

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