Story of Longevity

The Imperial Palace, the living room.

"Your Excellency Xingke... what are you doing?"

When Meteora walked out of the teleportation circle and came here, she happened to see the star carving lying limp on the sofa, playing with his hair that had been shaved by the magic spear.

"Oh, Meteora... As you can see, I'm thinking about what hairstyle I want to have in the future."

"What do you think of Mohican?" Meteora thoughtfully.

"Good idea, I stayed more than 100,000 years ago..." Xing Ke's eyes lit up.

"No! Absolutely not! Dare to leave Mohigan with this face, Guise, do you have a problem with your head?!!!" Illiya sat up in shock.

"Ah, good morning, Miss Sleeping Beauty, are you having fun in your dreams?"

Xing Ke had long discovered that Ilia, who had fainted on her lap, had actually woken up.

"..."

Seeing that she had been discovered, Illia looked at Meteora who was observing silently, blushed, and simply got up and sat down:

"Hmph, good morning...Anyway, moxican, explosive head, monk head and the like are not good, you can take care of the rest."

"Ahem, Your Excellency Xingke and Your Excellency Illya will be solved privately..." Meteora chose a seat to sit down and asked, "What are you doing, Xingke? Magic power flows into the atmosphere of the Garden of Departure, and the concentration is gradually increasing. If this continues, the monetary system that I have finally built will collapse."

"Yeah, but the problem is solved, isn't it? With the support of my [Dayuan Magic Power] in the future, the Garden of Departure will not lack magic power."

"But don't you tell us in advance... Your Excellency Xingke is really..." Meteora had a headache.

"This is his revenge for us concealing his facts. He is such a small-minded and unbelievable man."

Altaïr's figure appeared at the door of the room, commenting on Xingqi's behavior.

"You have misunderstood me. I don't want to leave an overnight grudge because I forget things over time. It's not because of my small belly."

Xingqi glanced at Altaïr and explained.

Then turned her gaze to Illiya, who had just recovered and turned a little pale:

"By the way, Illya, where did you put my relics? I looked like a change of clothes, but after searching for a long time, neither my clothes nor the original [Snake Eye Amber] staff nor the later [Ruby] staff were available. turn up……"

Illiya sighed, and looked at a bathrobe dress that I didn't know where I found, and she was still using the lady's style. Her expression of strength was weak and there was a stark, and Illya's anger stopped. Come.

"Which of your robes are designed to show that you are a magician? I think they should be thrown away. They are old-fashioned and cumbersome, and they are not at all like the clothes you should wear. Will you come back from the future? Could it be that your aesthetics is still ancient? I said a long time ago that you would accompany me to buy clothes, but always..."

Ah, it's starting again. No matter when, no matter what the physical condition is, Illiya never gives up on Xingke. And Altaïr and Meteora were obviously accustomed to this and started looking for the teapot on the table and started making tea with magic hot water.

"Sorry, I was wrong, Illiya, please choose clothes for me!" Xingke chose to admit his mistakes.

"But there is one thing I want to explain. My aesthetics is not a problem, and it has been updated for countless generations with the changes of the times. My poor taste in clothes is just that I don't want to work **** the clothes I wear. After all I can't see the clothes I wear."

"It's not! You can see it! Can't you see your own shadow in the eyes of others when you face others?" Ilya retorted.

"Um... well, what you said makes sense."

"That's how you are. You always think that you are a person in this world, and you always put yourself in an independent position..."

Subconsciously, in Xingqi's own inner world, he has always stood on the opposite side of everyone, considering only himself.

"That's why it's willful and reckless, so it's free and loose, so it's lack of attachment to everything..."

Since you are the only one, then it doesn't matter if this is the case, right?

"You just can't pay attention a little bit—"

Illya’s voice stopped abruptly, she realized that she was a little excited, she realized that this was forcibly changing the idea of ​​Star Carving, and she realized that she was actually...

"Now, Illya--" Xingke smiled indifferently, sat upright, and asked: "You said, you were only attracted by my huge magic power and the mystery of a very high personality at first, and then you and me We met and talked, and you see, in fact, until now, our two personalities are very different.

So, why did you choose to continue contacting me after that? "

Illiya was taken aback for a moment~www.ltnovel.com~ could not help thinking carefully. Yeah, why?

Looking up at Xingke's patiently waiting expression, and seeing herself reflected in his red eyes, Illya seemed to understand.

"Because I think you need me, otherwise you guy will never have a friend in school."

Her initial state of mind... is just a simple idea like [This person is so lonely].

Xingke seemed to be very happy, but only Ilia, who was familiar with the taste of loneliness, could perceive it. It was nothing more than [self-entertainment].

"Am I being pitiful? Thank you..."

Xingke seems to be very satisfied with this answer:

"Then please continue to pity me in the future! Please continue to stay by my side, please continue to trouble me! I don't really hate your cute trouble, so I won't be bored."

"……Ok."

Illiya didn't expect Xingke to say such things at this time, and she blushed suddenly.

"Ahem-Your Excellency Xingke, Your Excellency Illya, you two, it's enough to stop here. My stomach is almost full."

Meteora timely prevented the situation from developing further. Although she liked gossip, she didn't want to be silenced afterwards.

"Oh, oh-I see, sister Meteora, don't think too much about it." As I said, Illya turned up the ripples of space behind her, two treasure bags and two staffs, a set of decent self-cultivation 'S male (child's) costume fell from the ripples of space, these are the private things left by Xingke's two deaths:

"Haha, isn't this still there? I couldn't find it just now. I thought Illiya, you set up a burial mound for me, and I will go to my tomb to get clothes and wear..."