Mage Joan

Noah, Odice's mastermind, has predicted that "Fumble Winter" is coming?

The news that Metatron had accidentally revealed caused waves in the hearts of the young mage.

If even the mind-seating demons who live in the depths of the earth have already sensed the crisis of the end, and resolutely abandon this city that has been in business for many years and choose to escape from Valais Tianyu for refuge, then this catastrophe may be more than expected. It's hard to stop.

Metatron sighed, and walked to the window with Joan's arms, looking at the dimly lit Odice street outside the window, with nostalgia in his eyes.

"It is for this reason that Noah had to abandon Oedis and lead the tribe to flee the Valez Tianyu, which has entered the countdown to destruction."

Metatron went on to talk about the migration plan of the mind-severs.

"There are five shell ships parked in the main tower underground palace, which are the vehicles that our ancestors used to cross the vast sea of ​​stars and travel on planes."

"Master Noah is organizing manpower to repair these five shell ships code-named "Ark", and they will be ready by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

"The population of Oedis nowadays has increased by no less than ten times compared to when the ancestors first migrated. The citizens of Sri Lanka can only bring one servant on board. As for the other servants and refugees... It is a pity that there is no seat for them on the boat."

Qiao An didn't feel "regret", but secretly pleased.

Shrugged, pretending to be sorry, and said: "It seems that I can't accompany you on the road with you, so take care!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished it yet!"

Metatron angrily punched him.

"Yes, it stands to reason that you can't get on the boat, but our relationship is so deep, no one can bear you if I leave it alone! Of course, I will ask Mr. Noah to intercede and ask him to make an exception to allow you to board the boat. After all, you are considered to be The hero of Oedis, and your talents are beyond the reach of others, leaving you in this world that is about to be destroyed is undoubtedly a huge loss for our community."

"Did the master agree?" Qiao An asked depressedly.

"Master Noah said you can consider it, and let you go and talk to him."

Metatron raised his hand to straighten the collar for Qiao An, and solemnly and gently exhorted: "You should know it in your heart. Once you make an exception, other people who are not qualified to board the ship will complain or even cause riots. , Lord Noah has to be more cautious."

"Indeed, the rules are the rules. Once the rules are broken and a precedent is set, they can't be treated equally, which may cause endless troubles."

Qiao An hesitated for a moment, and finally hardened his heart and pushed away Princess Ling Su.

"Master Metatron, thank you for bothering me, but I want to stay."

Metatron was stunned for a moment, and quickly took a step closer to him, trying to hold his hand, but he was silently avoided.

"Brother Gnostic, why did you give up this precious opportunity just to keep the rules?"

"I don't want to leave Oedis, or leave this world. Rules are only one of the factors. As an Orphan, the magic-free world is not my ideal destination. In addition, I want to witness it personally. Will the natural disaster predicted by the main brain really come? Is it really as terrifying as predicted?"

"Oh my god! How could you have such a nearly self-destructive idea, my poor Gnostic brother, you must be crazy! You are so crazy!"

Metatron's eyes widened in horror, and he tried to hug JoAnn, but he firmly pushed away.

"This is my decision, Master Metatron, there is a voice echoing in my heart, telling me that I must stay, you can tell the master for me, and wish him and my brothers and sisters all the best."

He had clearly expressed the meaning of seeing off the guests, but Metatron refused to leave, holding on to his sleeves tightly with tears in his eyes.

"Why are you doing this... why are you so cold?"

Qiao An remained silent, full of guilt, but couldn't confess the truth to her.

After all, Metatron is a mythical demon, his excitement gradually calmed down, he was startled and pondered for a long time, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with decisive brilliance.

"Brother Gnostic, I have decided!"

"What did you decide?" Qiao An suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"If you don't leave... then I will stay with you too!"

"Why?" Qiao An couldn't help asking.

Metatron avoided his gaze, hesitant to speak.

"I don't see any need for you to do this." Qiao An persuaded, "You should go with everyone. You are the elder of Oedis. Your compatriots and mastermind need you. Your duty does not allow you to be as willful as I am. ."

"Stop these boring preaching!" Metatron interrupted him impatiently, and asked excitedly, "If I resign as an elder, can I be willful and can stay here with you? "

Qiao An was moved and sad, hardened his heart and shook his head slightly, pushing her away from him again.

"If you leave your compatriots and the community, you will not be buried in your brain in the future. If you make such a big sacrifice in order to accompany me, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear your sacrifice."

Metatron was pushed by him and stumbled, exited the door, but stepped back unwillingly, his pale face looked increasingly persistent.

"Brother Gnostic, something is wrong with you today!"

Qiao An's heart shuddered when she heard this, did she finally find a flaw in my identity?

"Before you were not so cold to me. Tell me honestly if you were angry with me, because I didn't listen to your persuasion. You apologize, so you hate me and want to cut off friendship with me?" Metatron asked with tears.

Qiao An realized that he was wrong, and didn't know whether to feel relieved, or whether to laugh or cry.

After starting the "Mind Theater" for a moment, Qiao An still had to answer her questions.

"Master Metatron, if you really think so... okay, I have nothing to explain."

If he could leave Metatron at ease, he would rather acquiesce in her misunderstanding.

"Well, I see... Brother Gnostic, I hope we will meet again one day!"

Metatron choked and turned around, the slender figure drifting away from the door, and finally disappeared at the end of his sight, blending into the bleak night scene of Oedis.

…

Qiao'an looked at the distant figure of Metatron, his heart was unspeakably heavy, and at the same time he felt empty, as if he had lost something beautiful and precious with Metatron's departure.

He couldn't tell whether this feeling of sorrow was just because he had lost a friend who treated him sincerely.