The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Uh...how should I put it...for an old man with a fragile heart, this is too cruel..."

The figure in front of her stopped on the steps three steps away from Mikael. She put her hands behind her back and turned her upper body and head to one side. Her smile was still the flawless look in her memory.

But Mikael didn't even look at her. He just turned his head and looked at the feathers falling slowly like snowflakes in the sky, feeling a little lonely while admiring them.

"Huh? Mikael? Why don't you say anything? You finally saw me, but you're not touched at all? This is so sad!"

As if aware of the indifference of the man in front of her, "she" finally stepped down the steps, raised her hand and extended her index finger, as if she wanted to poke Mikael's cheek.

"roll!"

"Oh Mikael, what are you doing? When did you become so rough..."

"roll!"

In the blink of an eye, Mikael's hand was on the shoulder of the illusion. What's fake is fake. With a strong tug, the originally intact figure turns into white, pink, black, and blue lines that float away.

He retracted his hand and looked at the feather in his hand. He didn't seem to get any useful information. Mikael threw it aside into the bushes with some disgust.

"The illusion that covers the entire Taixu Mountain. As long as you enter it, the feathers you meet along the way will transform into the people you want to see the most... It's a good illusion, but it's a bit bad."

He made a decent comment, but Mikael had only reached the halfway point of the mountain, so he was not afraid of being listened to.

Besides, this method was indeed a bit childish in front of him.

The even more addictive illusion created by the Herrscher of Knowledge fifty thousand years ago could not trap him, let alone a simple Ellie appearing in front of him.

only……

"It looks like she's having a lot of fun. Should I go up and call her out earlier, or should I let her play a little longer?"

Mikael smiled and patted his head.

What a disgusting feeling. I can't wait to walk this section of the road faster, but I feel disappointed and hope that time can stay longer.

But it's just annoying, the choice itself is not difficult.

After a brief hesitation, Mikael quickened his pace.

But after walking up less than ten steps, there were footsteps coming down the stone steps again.

"Huh? What are you doing here? Come to the laboratory with me quickly. There are new experiments that require your cooperation. Understand. Come over as soon as you understand."

Mebius didn't say hello exaggeratedly like the silly woman before. He just shouted casually and walked down the mountain.

Probably because the wind in the mountains was a bit strong, Mebius tightened his white coat, but he still didn't prevent the dark green tie from slipping out of his clothes, flying around and about to hit Mikael's face.

His vision dimmed for a moment, then quickly turned bright again.

The tie passed through Mikael's body like a projection, but when he turned around, he did not see Mebius on the stone steps leading down the mountain.

"It's such a boring and bad taste."

The exaggerated expression slowly faded from Mikael's face, replaced by a faint smile.

Don't get me wrong, the smile is not bitter. If you insist on saying it, look at the curve of the corners of the lips. Even the dullest person can easily detect a hint of humor in it.

"I really don't know what kind of illusion those guys who directly faced the Herrscher of Knowledge saw."

I'm a little curious, and... as expected, I still can't hide my concern.

Maybe he didn't even realize it himself, or maybe he realized it but didn't want to admit it, but there was a hint of doting in that smile.

Covering his head and taking another step upward, this time, Mikael sighed sincerely.

"It's really endless..."

When the girl walked down the stone steps, her first reaction when she saw the visitor was that she lowered her head without changing her expression, and then firmly grabbed the pigtail hanging from her temples.

Mikael walked up to her with a cold face, raised his hand and stretched it towards her chest, but in the end it just fell on her shoulder.

"Come on. Try to survive. There is still a long time that belongs to you."

Fantasy didn't respond.

Perhaps, no response is the response Hua should give.

Or maybe, it's just formulating words.

But it doesn't matter to Mikael, it doesn't matter.

He waved his palms quickly, as if trying in vain to clear away the fog, and the phantom drifted away like clouds as expected.

During the rest of the journey, Mikael never said a word again.

Just keep moving, moving, toward the top of the mountain.

The illusion continued to exert force. The closer it got to the top of the mountain, the more and more black feathers appeared, and the speed at which the phantom appeared became more and more frequent.

However, except for the first three times, his footsteps never stopped for anyone.

Without saying a word, he watched the comrades who had fought side by side walking up the stone steps above his head.

Kevin, who was covered with chills and had a cold face, but there was an eager light in his eyes, seemed to be quietly asking him if he was "handsome or not".

Mei, whose face was full of exhaustion and had to support her head with her hands, forced a smile to say hello when she saw him.

Su maintained the Awakened One's signature closed-eyes posture, but secretly opened his eyes to observe every time he stepped towards the steps below.

Kosma and Destobia, who were holding Gratius' hands on one side and waving to greet him on the other, and standing on the steps above, didn't seem to notice him at all, and just looked at the three children in front and smiled. Hen and Blanca couldn't open their eyes.

Holding an ugly gear toy in her hands, Velvet was proudly walking down the mountain.

Sakura held the knife with one hand and held her sister's head with the other.

Eden was holding a gold wine glass studded with gems in his hand, with a drunken red color on his cheeks, and muttering unclear words. He only opened his eyes the moment he passed by.

Also indispensable were Qianjie, who was covering his ears with an irritated face, and Aponya, who was following closely behind him with his hands clasped together and praying non-stop.

The steps are either crooked or have their edges smoothed. At first glance, they look like the stubborn rocks that can be found everywhere in the mountains.

It was such a cold step, but at this moment it seemed that it was more than just a step.

Every time you take a step up, someone familiar, or someone who should be familiar, will come down the steps.

Immel, Erwin, Cangxuan, Danzhu, Klein, Carol, Aldemir, Evelyn, Spacy, Karabis, Karabia, Famas, Vassago …

The steps were hard and cold, and covered with slippery moss. If you don't have to go through this road, I'm afraid no fool will step on it.

But in Mikael's heart, in Mikael's heart at this moment, if the long river of time and the trajectory of fate can really be measured by something in reality, it must be this ordinary and long period. There are stone steps.

Although this is just a beautiful misunderstanding caused by the Herrscher of Knowledge using his power.

But misunderstanding is misunderstanding, and it does not affect the beautiful prefix.

Beauty in pain, beauty in pain. It's still beautiful.

It's just Mikael... He really didn't stay for even a moment anymore.

Perhaps it would be more comfortable to use the power of consciousness and not be affected. But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter what happens.

Rather than walking straight to the top of the mountain like a fool, he preferred to be awake, even if he endured the pain to complete this section of the road.

After all, for him now, the pain caused by this phantom is nothing.

The pain caused by the phantom is just like the pain of a phantom limb. It is better than ever, but if it just passes by like water, how can it hurt more than the moment of real loss in reality?

After walking to the last step, a figure stood there so quietly, with red hair flying wildly in the direction of the wind, as if trying to catch up with the same bright red clouds.

However, Mikael still moved forward as if he hadn't seen her. He didn't even step aside, he broke through the phantom and stood at the empty mountain gate.

When I turned around again, there was no one behind me.

What's fake is fake.

But just as he numbly turned his head and prepared to move forward, there were rapid footsteps above his head, and along with a scream, a black shadow jumped down from the cliff, and with great luck, it hugged the pine branch, and then fell on the branch. After a quick rebound, it flew into the air again, screaming and falling towards Mikael.

"Pado? Such an outrageous way of appearing... Well, is this the impression of Pado in my mind..."

Mikael couldn't help but lower his head and re-examine his memory, and suddenly felt a little funny.

As for Pado... it's just a phantom anyway, just let her be... With this thought, Mikael took a step forward.

"well!"

There was a pain on the shoulder, which was where Padu's foot happened to step.

Before he could take action, Pado's front paws had already grabbed his hair.

Unfortunately, under the influence of inertia, such an action will only have one ending.

"Ehhhhhh!"

Padu's body turned 180 degrees in the air, and then magnificently completed the feat of landing on his face. Then he rolled on the ground again, and finally started making noise while covering his head.

"Ahh! Boss Mikael, why don't you pick me up!!"

Entities... used to phantoms appearing one after another, Pado's appearance caught Mikael somewhat off guard. But it’s actually not that exaggerated.

Mikael said nothing, just silently arranging the hair that was torn apart by Pado.

"instigate--"

Another black shadow jumped down from the top of the mountain. It repeated Pado's route before. In the end, it did not forget to stomp on Mikael's head to release its strength, and also tied Mikael's hair back up with great difficulty. Make a mess.

"Meow-"

The can fell into Padu's arms, and he stretched out his pink tongue to lick the owner's swollen forehead.

As for Mikael, he tied up his hair for the third time, turned sideways, and without any sense of unfamiliarity about meeting again and facing each other, he naturally issued a series of torture questions:

"How is the situation on the mountain? You should be with Kiana. Where has she gone? Why is the mountain like this? Who is fighting the Herrscher? Raiden Mei should be with you too, she is there again where?"

"Ah...ah? Boss Mikael, can you speak slower..."

"Where is Kiana? Where is Mei? Who is fighting the Herrscher?"

In just one breath, Mikael presented the simplified question again.

But he quickly slapped his cheek again.

Forget it, it's a boring question.

Turning around again, his eyes met Pado, who had just finished organizing his words and was about to speak, but Mikael's hand slapped Pado on the head one step ahead.

"Forget it, I already know the answer."

"M...Boss Mikael..."

For some reason, along with his words, Pado's expression became visibly tense. Probably after the initial joy of reunion faded, she recalled that she and Mikael were not "on the same side" now - at least that's what Mikael thought.

The brain belongs to the brain, and Mikael remained silent. It seemed that apart from asking questions, his words had no other meaning.

The atmosphere became heavier unconsciously for a moment, and Mikael moved his hand to the side again, gently rubbing the furry cat ears with his thumb and index finger.

No matter why Pado is panicking, according to past experience, you only need to rub her ears like a kitten, scratch her chin and the back of her neck, and finally stroke her tail, you can make her My mood became comfortable again.

This is a complete process. Although it is not an emergency situation now, it actually doesn't matter even if all the people on the mountain are killed by Mikael, the Herrscher of Knowledge.

However, it is better not to have such an ending happen.

Mikael really didn't care, he just didn't want to dirty someone's hands.

So I can only feel sorry for Padu and enjoy the reduced massage for the time being.

Seeing that Pado's mood seemed to be more stable, Mikael rubbed her head again and stood up straight.

"etc!"

"Um?"

"Boss Mikael, this time...this time, you won't abandon me again..."

Mikael lowered his head. Pado was holding his ankle tightly, but now he carefully retracted his hand and firmly grasped his trousers.

"Pado...you..."

"I have no idea!"

"Meow!"

Pado covered his ears and screamed. Can Can felt the owner's excitement and also let out a sharp scream.

"I don't know anything! I don't know anything! Sister Mei didn't tell me anything! Sister Qiana and Sister Mei didn't care about me and just escaped by themselves! Ahua also became...becoming weird Weird...Boss Mikael, you are the only one I have now, Boss Mikael, woo woo..."

While wiping away tears and secretly hesitating for a moment, Pado finally opened his arms and hugged Mikael's calf tightly.

"Huh-huh-"

"Huhu——"

"Huhuhu——"

The wind in the mountains is tireless, it just whines more and more unscrupulously as the dial hands beat.

The withered and curled leaves had fallen on the ground for more than a month or two, but the body that was supposed to be rotting was picked up by the wind and thrown into the air, and then slowly fell with the black and red feathers.

Mikael squatted down, grabbed Padu's cat ears with both hands, gently pulled them in their respective directions, and then laughed with a "puff".

"Just wait here with peace of mind. You will be fine. Leave the rest to me."