Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 85: The Ancient Secret

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: The Ancient Secret

[Star Sky Recorder]Iniel Kristan? Discovered Purple Moon three months ago?

So, is it now the end of the Golden Age, with the final battle about to erupt?

The content unintentionally revealed by the two girls in conversation left Anvis somewhat stupefied as he observed in secret.

He never expected that a spontaneous adventure with Claire would yield such a significant discovery.

’That purple Star named Amis, brings with it ancient nightmares, obscuring the radiance that represents life and hope, and rises as a moon in that endless night.’

’From then on, the world welcomes Eternal Night—’

This is the recording of that period in the famous High Elf literature, the Elan Text.

The arrival of the Purple Moon is a critical turning point in the ancient era of Unival.

This event happened at the end of the Divine Fall Era, and was considered a precursor to the ’Final Battle’ that completely ended the ancient Golden Age.

After the Final Battle, Unival entered a million-year-long civilization gap, with nearly ninety-nine percent of all creatures extinct.

Many High Rank Professionals are curious about the specific process and details of the Final Battle.

However, after the arrival of the Purple Moon, the historical records suddenly became vague and mostly fragmented details.

If one could glimpse even a fragment of that era, this trip would be a huge success.

It’s just unclear how long this ’movie’ might last.

As Anvis pondered, the elf girls had already reached the fountain in the square.

The sound of trickling water gradually became clear; two ornate multi-tier fountains, one large and one small, dazzled with shimmering silver light, gently rotating above the vast fountain pool.

The clear Magic Spring Water gushed briskly, with the splashing droplets refracting a dreamlike radiance, unparalleled in beauty.

"Speaking of which, after the arrival of the Purple Moon, shouldn’t this fountain pool be rebuilt? Perhaps add a small gushing fountain or something."

Looking at the slowly rotating stone-carved fountain, Miyali proposed somewhat eagerly.

"Well about that."

Antinoya thought for a moment—Anvis noticed her footsteps pause.

"After the orbit of the Purple Moon is determined, a new fountain representing the Purple Moon should probably be added..."

"Watch out~"

While the girl was distracted in thought, Miyali suddenly controlled a small stream of clear water from the fountain, splashing it onto Antinoya.

"Ah—so cold! Miyali, you’re teasing me again!"

The girl’s instinctive shout carried a hint of anger in her soft voice. A stream of water rose out of thin air but its intended target had already scampered away.

"Hahaha~~ Come chase me! Antinaya~——"①

"Kalan Tiya’s Radiance is already shining above your head! Miyali!"②

As they played, the two girls quickly arrived at the base of the Observation Tower.

The pure white tower soared into the clouds, emitting a gentle White Light under the sunlight. The grand metallic doors opened wide to both sides, welcoming the arrival of the two elf girls.

"Stop messing around, Antinoya, the use of magic is prohibited inside the Observation Tower—"

Miyali stood inside the tower, shaking off the water droplets from her hair, and seriously called a halt to Antinoya’s antics.

"Ugh—"

The water-drenched Antinoya, holding a water orb, made a displeased sound, with its tone rising towards the end.

Yet, even so, her voice still sounded tender and soft.

Listening to her adorable voice, Anvis unwittingly thought of Fiona’s puffed-up angry face.

"Pfft—I’m sorry, Antinoya, don’t be mad~"

Miyali was amused by the girl’s demeanor and let out a laugh, returning to her side, making a gesture of apology.

And with magic, she gathered the water on Antinoya back into an orb, throwing it into a nearby bush growing odd plants.

"Hmm—hmph—"

Antinoya turned her head to one side, seemingly unmoved by Miyali’s apologetic gesture, but the water orb in mid-air slowly disappeared.

However, seeing the water orb disappear and feeling emboldened again, Miyali stared at the girl’s profile and suddenly reached out with her delicate little hand to poke the girl’s cheek.

"You actually poked my face! I’m not talking to you anymore! I’ll go up by myself—"

Antinoya, whose anger had almost dissipated, turned red and ran directly towards the gate.

Seeing this, Miyali quickly took a few steps to catch up, and tightly hugged the sulking elf girl.

From Anvis’s perspective, the girl suddenly paused, then lowered her head to see the two small hands embracing her.

"Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, Antti~ It’s just that you looked so cute earlier that my hand acted on its own.

How about this, I... I give myself to you as an apology!"

The golden-haired young girl tightly hugged Antinoya, soothing her with a very flattering tone.

"First, this is already the sixth! time you’ve offered yourself to me—second, if you keep hugging me like this, I will throw you off the balcony when we reach the top of the tower!"

Antinoya remained unfazed, stubbornly dragging the ’pendant’ hanging at her waist and carried on.

"Wah—no! The previous times were all temporary and ended when they expired, but this time it’s permanent! Really—"

The desperate struggling voice of Miyali came from behind.

"You’ve already said that to me twice!"

The girl paused her steps and answered in an emotionless soft voice, then even quickened her pace.

"Now, I’m your elf! When we go back, you can do whatever you want~with~me~oh!"

A disgustingly sweet voice rang in her ear—

Miyali pursed her tender pink lips and gently blew into the girl’s ear.

From the perspective of an onlooker, Antinoya’s delicate body seemed to shiver as if electrocuted. Her originally clear and pale ear tips instantly blushed a seductive crimson.

From Anvis’s perspective, Antinoya’s point of view suddenly shook, and her steps halted.

Just when Miyali thought all was well, Antinoya turned around, her slender white fingers targeting Miyali.

"Dullness Technique—"

The colorless magic light burst forth from the tips of Antinoya’s fingers, accurately hitting the unsuspecting Miyali.

"Eep?! Hehehe..."

The girl struck by the spell barely managed to cry out in surprise before she immediately burst into silly laughter, her entire elf demeanor turning foolish.

Antinoya pried open the hands hugging her and disdainfully tossed them aside.

"Don’t go, hug~"

But once her hands were released, Miyali instinctively lunged forward again, embracing Antinoya tightly.

"You’re already a dummy! Let go!"

Antinoya was frustrated, trying again to forcefully break free, but the girl was persistently clinging.

"Hug~"

"Let go!"

"Hug~"

"Ah!—"

Ten seconds later, Antinoya, holding her forehead, stared at the girl who clung to her again, utterly exasperated.

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1. Sounds similar to the High Elf language for ’moisture’

2. Kalan Tiya, the realm of gods, believed by High Elves to be where the deceased return, the whole sentence implies imminent death.

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