Southern Austria

In an inconspicuous small restaurant, two mature women were sitting face to face, enjoying the meal on the table casually while chatting happily. The silver-haired girl next to her was lying on the table and fell asleep, perhaps because she was too bored?

"Lukulazia, I didn't expect you to run out of Sardinia. I thought you would lie in the house all the time." A soft female voice rang out.

"Aha? It's just because Spirit Vision saw something, but she was uncertain, so she came out to take a look." The blonde young woman waved her hand and explained.

"Spiritual vision? You are not very accomplished in spiritual vision, right? What did you see?" The woman opposite asked curiously.

"Tsk, no matter what, I still have a good grasp of the manipulation of spells, although I cannot compare with you, Diana, in terms of spiritual vision. I probably vaguely feel the existence of some divine power... Well, I am not sure if it is a god who refuses to follow. Just by divine power, I am only considered a level of divine envoy or divine beast." The woman named Lukulazia thought about it and said.

"Is that true... In Europe, where miracles and magic are developed, it is not impossible to occasionally appear in God's envoys. Maybe someone summoned such a divine beast?", Diana took a little more seriously.

Even the divine messengers and divine beasts that are one level different from God are not able to deal with by ordinary people and magicians, so the witch from Sardinia came out deliberately to avoid some accidents.

"If it is a divine beast, the fluctuations of divine power will be too stable. This makes me feel uneasy." The woman in her twenties dressed in blonde hair said cautiously.

"Is that right... Of course, it may be that your spiritual vision is not accurate enough, right?" Diana smiled, and it seemed that she was planning to watch her joke.

"I hope it's inaccurate... It's better if there is no God of Disobedience. Although the count is still on the Balkans, I still don't want a God of Disobedience to come." Lukulazia said in a very troubled manner.

"It's... the character of that count..." Diana recalled the legend of the ancient king again. She was able to control storms, thunder, and rainstorms, control wolves, and easily destroy any village. In the 18th century, it was a nightmare for magicians, and in such a modern era, it was a little restrained. But even so, the power of this ancient king is still scary.

Gently put the clothes on the back of the girl beside her, and looking at the scattered and shining silver hair, there was a little more smile on Diana's face.

"Your new disciple?" Lukula asked casually.

"Well, her spiritual vision talent and witch talent are very strong...a rare qualification." Diana said with a little proud.

"Is that...hey, her family emblem...the Kranichar family?" Lukulazia said in a little surprised. Kranichar is one of the famous families in the Milan magic world. Even if she stays in Sardinia for a long time, she knows some of their affairs.

"Yeah." When Diana wanted to say something, she suddenly saw Lukulazia in front of her, looking at a certain direction blankly, as if in a state of trance.

"Why did you suddenly enter the spiritual vision?" Diana was a little curious, but did not interrupt her for the spiritual vision.

"The Storm... Angel... The God of Unobedience...", he kept muttering some words from Lukulazia's mouth.

"The God of Disobedience? Is there a God of Disobedience really coming?" Diana became nervous in an instant. She knew the power of the God of Disobedience. If she faced such an extraordinary existence, besides inviting the Earl from the Balkans, it would be difficult for them to resist the behavior of the God of Disobedience just by asking for the Earl of the Balkans.

"No...the divine power disappeared..." Lukulazia escaped from the state of spiritual vision and murmured to herself.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that the God of Disobedience has arrived?" Diana asked cautiously.

"It is indeed coming...but...it seems like I can't feel the reaction of that divine power now...weird...has it disappeared? I have never heard of the god of incompetence that will appear and disappear on his own initiative..." Lukulazia was still thinking about what was wrong just now.

"You will know after exploring it. There are only two situations when the God of Unobedience disappears. Either it is solved by a hostile god... or it is... the devil in the Balkans should still be staying in his castle, right?" Diana asked.

"Well, so it's unlikely that the count took action. But are you really going? If the God of Disobedience has not disappeared, it's very dangerous there." Lukulazia asked a little serious.

"No matter what, I have to go and see... What's more, if a new God Slayer is really born, then... now is an opportunity that cannot be missed." Diana picked up the sleeping silver-haired girl, opened the glass door and said goodbye to Lukulazia.

"I won't go. If you win this hope for your bronze black cross, I'm not interested in interfering." Lukulazia murmured in a low voice, but saw that Diana had already walked away with the silver-haired girl.

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In the vast darkness

"This is..." The boy suddenly found himself in an unknown space and could not figure out what kind of environment it was around him.

It is like the most desperate abyss. It is impossible to sense the existence of anything, nor to feel the passage of time specifically, as if everything is isolated, and here it can only feel the loneliness of oneself.

Because there is no concept of time, the boy cannot determine how long he has been alone. Perhaps it is just a moment, or perhaps a hundred years, a little light suddenly appears in this dark cage.

The boy also realized the existence of light and kept moving his thoughts there slowly.

The familiar sense of weightlessness is transmitted to the teenager's consciousness.

Here is the boy, looking at the scene in the white light, was a little surprised.

Countless bookshelfs made of white jade are placed in this nearly infinite pure white space, and the boy's eyesight at this time cannot see the boundaries at all.

The bookshelf is full of various books, either thin or thick. The thickest book that the boy saw even occupied seven or eight bookshelfs before it was completely placed in.

Most of the names of these books have not been heard by the teenagers, and most of the words are not expressed in the system that the teenagers are familiar with.

The endless sea of ​​books, most of the things in it were never mentioned by the boy, and it also made him more and more curious about the origin of these things.

"Oh? Are you here?" A gentle but familiar voice sounded from behind the boy.

The boy knew that this was his voice, but he could still hear a different tone from this familiar voice.

"Is it you... empty?" The boy could only think of this person living in his dream. No one except him could build such a fantasy that would confuse him.

"bingo! You guessed it right, but there is no reward. I can only stay here." The boy turned around and saw a person who looked exactly like him, sitting on the wooden chair in front of the bookshelf, looking at him with his eyes.

Sitting alone on the wooden chair, he was like an emperor guarding the throne, with a little loneliness and helplessness on his face. And those light blue eyes similar to those of the boy contained sharp gazes that could penetrate time and felt boring to see everything.

"I said... Huo? Why do you always chat with me with my body? You always feel so weird." The boy has become used to this person who appears in his consciousness for no reason. Although he sometimes is inexplicably guarded, he cannot feel any malice from the person in front of him.

"Huh? I just miss this identity very much... If you mind so much, I'd better use the identity I used to be." Kong pushed his glasses and said like this.

"Missing?" The boy carefully chewed some messages contained in empty words. When he raised his head, he saw another face.

Like long liquid silver hair, it slid down from the shoulders of the person in front of him. In those clear light blue eyes, it seemed that they could see through the intervals of time and had a powerful magic that would never be forgotten by a glance. His face was three-point similar to the boy, but without the boy's appearance that became a bit rigid due to countless hardships, it was extremely gentle.

"Well... I feel a little bit like this before." Sora took off his eyes and wiped it gently.

Perhaps feeling the strange sight that the boy cast, Kong smiled and said, "It's better not to ask about me, you will understand it then."

Although he said this with a smile, the boy could not have any ability to resist, so he stopped asking questions about Sora's identity. Instead, he looked at the bookshelf and asked in confusion:

"Empty? What kind of books are these?"

"You ask these... Well, what I remember is more than 30 complete civilization systems, immeasurable classics and knowledge. Because I have been very idle recently and can't do anything, I have to sort out these things a little." Kong sighed and said.

"What is recording the civilization system?...It's too exaggerating..." When the boy was about to confirm, he approached the books, but it penetrated the books like a phantom and could not touch them.

"Ala Alla, these things are not in your memory, how could you touch them?", lowered his head and explained casually.

"Not in my memory?" The boy felt more and more that something was hidden in every sentence of Kong, but he had no idea and could not guess Kong's thoughts.

"Well...so... why haven't your dream woken up yet?... It should be enough..." The boy only heard the first half of the sentence and lost consciousness.

(ps: As expected, the title is the author's biggest nemesis 233...
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