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That fool wanted to create a world where all things, all living beings, would truly have a future and a world with choices.

A world where everyone who works hard will surely reap the rewards and a bright future.

A world that can be meaningful will surely exist if all the countless beings on this 'imaginary number' have made their efforts.

So the fool asked:

If he makes a pact with the laws of 'imaginary numbers', then could his will be used to give the correction and selection mechanism of civilization a law that is more meaningful to 'imaginary numbers'?

The spokesperson of the 'imaginary will' as the embodiment of pan-consciousness granted the Fool's request and granted the Fool the qualification to act as the agent of the 'imaginary law'. At this moment, the Fool grasped the authority that belonged to the 'imaginary number'.

In that infinite and all-encompassing future, the Fool bestows upon all beings a world that will surely be rewarded, a world where civilization will inevitably follow the path that is absolutely correct for itself, a world where all beings will inevitably be able to overcome collapse.

When all living beings can have a world where they can receive certain rewards and gains, then the civilization itself born in this endless world is the cornerstone for resisting entropy increase and cosmic aging.

An ordered negative entropy body means that the 'imaginary number law' itself can resist entropy increase in a more ordered way.

This allows 'imaginary numbers' to no longer waste time on meaningless selection mechanisms, and enables the more effective development of the civilizations and worlds that exist on every branch and every leaf.

The "new gods" replace the "old gods".

This is a limitation of the old era; the laws of the past are imperfect and have limitations for fools.

Since the laws of the old era have their own limitations, then it is only right that they be allowed to change all these natural laws.

In those countless worlds, the Fool's reason hangs so high and unfolds infinitely, influencing and covering the endless multiverses, even the unspeakable and unspeakable worlds of transformation.

The desires and laws of the fool flowed infinitely from the throne, in the eyes of those ancient beings.

His existence ultimately occupied all pathways on the 'Tree of Imaginary Numbers', bringing all power completely under his control.

He expands and flows his expectations outwards infinitely, and the laws that flow out will eventually cover the whole world, destroying the existing laws and transforming them into the laws of a new world.

The Fool, with his infinite answers, let out that pure law, finally at the end of that longing.

The law of fools has been fulfilled.

Final Chapter: "A Pure and Unblemished World"

Pantalone was a man who did not like tragedy, and the same was true of the world he created.

The ancient past has been buried in the dust of history, and those things from the past have become unimportant now.

Pantalone believed that since the past was gone, there was no need to reminisce about it anymore.

He strolled through the land of the free city-state, returning to this land he had set foot on before.

This time, he personally experienced this land, and it was a completely different experience from what he remembered. Looking at the pedestrians with smiles on their faces, Pantalone mingled in the crowd like an ordinary, unremarkable member of the public.

No one noticed the foreigner among them, whose face was beaming with laughter as they chatted freely about the heroic deeds of the Knight of Dawn, known as the Dawn Knight.

Or perhaps it is the sworn brother of the Knight of Dawn, one of the twin stars of Mondstadt, who is also known as the Dawn Knight and serves as the cavalry captain and chief steward of the Knights of Favonius.

Upon hearing these words, Pantalone couldn't help but smile slightly. He ignored the words of the passersby and continued his journey in Mondstadt.

Upon arriving at the Dawn Winery, Pantalone, hearing some noise, couldn't help but become slightly interested, which sparked his desire to see what was going on.

The moment he stepped into the winery, amidst pleading voices, a seemingly casually dressed bard in green was there, desperately pleasing.

"Just one more drink, just one more drink, please have mercy and let me have one more on credit. I'll definitely pay you back when I have the money."

Behind the counter stood a young man with red hair and a helpless expression, as if he had no way to deal with the bard.

They could only let the bard continue his unreasonable antics, while a blue-haired youth with slightly tanned skin and a foreign face, who was also drinking, mocked him.

If Mondstadt were to see them, they would surely recognize them as Mondstadt's renowned twin stars.

Diluc and Kaya are the eldest son and adopted son of House Legionde.

However, compared to the brothers, Pantalone's attention was more focused on the green-clad bard, just when Diluc had no other choice.

At that moment, a voice coming from not far away caught Diluc's attention.

“I paid for his drinks. Is this enough?”

A hand reached out from a short distance and took out a bag of Mora, placing it on the nearby table.

Although he felt a little strange, he still counted the Mora and, after confirming that the Mora paid by the other party was enough, he didn't say anything more.

If there's anything that bothers him, it's probably that he doesn't know why.

He had a vague feeling that he had seen the other person before, but after searching his memory, he found that he had no impression of the other person, so he simply assumed that he had remembered wrong.

After deducting some of the Mora from his notes, Diluc returned a portion of the Mora to the other party, took a breath, and said.

"Of course, this amount of Mora is enough."

Pantalone did not exchange any pleasantries with Diluc, but simply accepted the Mora that Diluc had returned to him.

Seeing this, Kaiya, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but observe with great interest.

"You're quite generous; you seem to be a wealthy gentleman. You look familiar, sir; perhaps we've met somewhere before."

Just as he was about to say a few more words, Diluc's gaze fell upon him, and he looked at him calmly and said.

"I suggest you mind your own business regarding the winery's guests, or I'll fire you."