Story of Longevity

"By the way, I'm here to find someone to paint, an illustration for a novel..."

If it weren't for Xingke reminded her that she might have forgotten the purpose of her coming here, just chatting can talk to bed time.

"It's been a week since the last time and someone stopped mentioning it at all."

"You……

So I am ashamed and ashamed of the original author. "

Xing Ke said with a wry smile and shook his head. These days, he has been patronizing the manuscripts and supplements of the third volume, completely forgetting that he left a great painter here to wait.

"Really white, did you read the first and second volumes I gave you?"

"Look."

"How is it? Comment it."

"interesting."

"...Is it gone?"

"Altaïr, it's weird to speak."

"..."

"Meteora, talk a lot."

"..."

"The instant he..."

"Okay, okay, I see.

Really white, do you know why I didn't add illustrations to these two books in the beginning? "

"..."

Zhenbai shook his head.

"In fact, there is a truth in this book. Although most of the stories in the book are made up by me, the main characters in the book, Setsuna, Altaïr, and Meteora, are actually Actually."

Hearing the secret revealed by Xingke, a clear light flashed in his really white eyes.

It seems she has discovered it too.

"Just as the comics you created were derived from the prototype of Louise, my story also has a prototype.

Altaïr, Meteora, and Prototype are actually girls' moments, they are all partners I know in another world.

We have also established an organization that spans multiple worlds [Ark of the Great World]...Although the prototype of the organization has just been established, I have been temporarily separated from them because of death and rebirth. "

At this point, Xingke smiled bitterly.

After learning so much magic knowledge, the dimensional level of contact has become higher and higher, but until now, he has not fully controlled the source of his talent rebirth.

Even his own rebirth can't even stop the law of time. This was discovered when he died last time.

It seems that I have a long way to go in the future.

"Since they are all my friends, I know their looks from the beginning, so I don't need other illustrators to design from scratch.

This is one point, another point is--

If you want to paint a portrait of your old friend, of course you need the best painter to paint.

When I was writing a novel, I didn't think much about it. I felt that since I couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while, I just left it blank. "

Said that the star carved here is really white, and he smiled:

"Now I know, in the dark, the position of the illustrator should be reserved for you, you must be the position.

This is definitely the me of the future, giving me inspirational hints for the past. "

Star engraving has long since learned about magic and no longer believes in fate. As long as there is no world consciousness blocking, star engraving of the land of destiny can be grasped at will.

But if it is too coincidental to say when fate really comes, then it must be the mystery of the future that has controlled time, and likes to pit his own star carvings to give the past information disturbance.

Otherwise, Xingke really has no way to explain why there are more fate coincidences that happened in just ten years than the fate coincidences that happened when he spent hundreds of millions of years in the original world?

Except for the explanation of pitting himself, there are the most clues so far, Xingke really can't think of many other explanations.

Maybe it’s because Xingke’s speech was too shocking?

It was really ignorant for a time.

Generally speaking, [the position by my side is reserved for you] is used for confession, and afterwards, it is also [all this is the arrangement of fate] or [all this is the gods grace】.

However, Starcut not only used the confession words to recruit [illustrators], but also added [the future I gave the past my inspiration].

This is indeed relatively novel, right?

Zhenbai was silent for a moment, and then somehow nodded very energeticly:

"I will work hard."

"Yes...Is it? Proper refueling is enough."

This makes Xingqi feel quite rare. It has always been true white with all its best. If you refuel, will it break through the sky?

Star Carved is looking forward to it.

"I just want to cheer now."

"No, no, no, even if you say that, your expression has not changed at all on the physical level."

"Not at all?"

Really white tone is a bit regretful.

"You are lying, the changes in the muscle fibers around your eyes can already convey what you mean, don't worry."

"really?"

"Really."

This is really true. Although the words are very convoluted, she is really white and not really a girl with facial paralysis. Although there are few changes in facial expressions, the expression of her eyes is enough to explain everything. By the way, Xingke can review what I learned many years ago. Microexpressions.

It's really interesting.

"[Memory illusion {memory}]!"

With the sound of the spell, the scene in the star carving room suddenly changed drastically, shattering like glass.

"It's okay, this is just an illusion formed by magic, you just treat it as the finished version of virtual projection technology."

Seeing Zhen Bai was a little flustered because the floor he was sitting on suddenly shattered, Xing Ke quickly explained.

"Illusory, a branch of magic, the magic that manipulates light and shadow and human spirit. Now here are some scenes in my memory."

The new scene took shape sooner. The location was a Japanese-style room, with many scrolls and manuscript paper scattered on the ground, like a study room.

"This is another parallel world neon palace.

At that time, for some reason, we cut the entire Chiyoda district of Tokyo, another world from the concept, and made it into a miniature world, controlling it to float in the void.

While this place is regarded as the territory of the Ark of the Great Realm, ~www.ltnovel.com~ also serves as our "ship" for wandering around the world. The name was taken by me and it was called [Departed Garden]. "

Using the illusion in his hand, Zhen Bai roughly simulated the composition of the [Departed Garden], Xingke smiled and turned his vision back to the study.

"The imperial residence there is our temporary residence.

The organization was started and the number of people was small, and there were no talents proficient in architecture, so I used it directly.

For rapid development, we urgently needed a safe, stable, and versatile cross-world magic circle, which we called [Rainbow Bridge Project].

Therefore, a place is needed to gather wisdom and calculate formulas, and this study room temporarily serves as a research room. "

With that, Xing Ke's perspective turned to the direction of the study room, and said:

"And there is the prototype in the novel I wrote--

Altaïr, Meteora, and... my last life! "