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"Wait, what are you going to do?"

Ju Yang snapped out of his daze, warily eyeing the beautiful woman reaching out to him. He swallowed hard, then shouted sternly, "Trying to seduce me and force me to compromise? Don't be delusional. Unless you acknowledge my identity, respect me, and cherish me, otherwise I..."

"Memories compiled into a book."

A purple light flashed, and a book appeared in Jiang Yao's palm.

At the same time, Ju Yang, who had been shouting incessantly just moments before, suddenly became vacant and dull-eyed, collapsing to the ground with a blank expression, like a soulless puppet.

"Who is this guy? He's ugly enough, but he's also so delusional. Me, seducing him? He's really got some nerve." Jiang Yao handed over her memory album and asked curiously.

"He is the messenger of the giant sun god."

Cecilia quickly flipped through the memory scenes in the book and casually explained, "He has some crucial information, so I need to use your abilities to verify its authenticity."

Jiang Yao nodded, asked no more questions, and sat quietly waiting.

Time passed by, second by second.

Midway through the meeting, Jiang Yao's secretary brought coffee to ask for instructions, but before she could even enter the room, she was told to cancel all meetings for the day and sent away.

After an unknown amount of time, Cecilia slammed the book shut, her face grave, as if she had received devastating news.

The situation is clearly extremely bad.

Jiang Yao wisely refrained from pressing for details, and simply asked softly, "Lady Cecilia, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Cecilia held up the book in her hand: "Could you help me permanently preserve this memory?"

“It is possible.” Jiang Yao hesitated slightly, looking at the dazed giant sun on the ground. “However, the longer the memories are separated from the body, the more difficult it will be to re-integrate them in the future, and the memories will also be somewhat damaged.”

"He was utterly wicked and no good person."

Cecilia's tone was icy, her eyes devoid of any emotion: "While browsing his memories just now, I saw that he had harmed dozens of innocent women out of lust, including... such scum deserves to die a hundred times over!"

"Please help me preserve it for a long time." She handed the book over.

Upon learning of the heinous crimes committed by Ju Yang, Jiang Yao did not hesitate at all. She immediately took the book and activated her ability to solidify it.

A moment later, a memory book that could be preserved for a long time was completely formed.

Thank you.

Cecilia took the book, thanked him again, and then pushed open the door and left in a hurry, wasting not a moment.

"So busy?" Jiang Yao asked curiously, watching her disappear into the rainbow.

What level of intelligence could possibly cause the usually composed Cecilia to lose her composure and become so anxious?

Both are second-generation magical girls.

Over the years, I have experienced many ups and downs and witnessed all sorts of grand scenes and major events.

Even when facing a global catastrophe, Cecilia had always remained calm and composed. This was the first time Jiang Yao had ever seen her so flustered and agitated.

She was filled with curiosity, but she also knew her limits and did not pry, instead silently speculating in her mind.

Just as she came to her senses and was about to rest for a while, her gaze inadvertently swept across the ground and she realized that Ju Yang had been left behind, lying there in a daze, drooling.

Jiang Yao frowned.

What should we do with this person?

…………

High above, where there are no clouds.

Cecilia flew swiftly through the air, clutching the memory book tightly in her hand, her emotions churning and unable to calm down for a long time.

Is this it?

Is it really it?

"Everything was a disguise and a scheme..."

"Or perhaps, like Kaneki... this was all a trap and a deliberate misdirection set up by the enemy from beginning to end..."

Normally calm and composed, with few emotional fluctuations, her thoughts were now completely in disarray. A strong urge welled up within her, an urge to immediately find the person with whom she had made that solemn vow and confront them to uncover the whole truth.

But she ultimately forced herself to suppress the impulse.

There are still too few clues. Although there are some points of interest, everything is still just speculation. Taking any rash action will only make the situation worse.

Filled with confusion and entanglement, Cecilia's figure finally stopped in an area that all magical girls rarely approached, and even felt resistant to.

As soon as she landed and was about to step inside, a surprised voice came from behind her: "Lady Cecilia?!"

Cecilia turned her head at the sound of the voice and saw a handsome face. She asked with slight surprise, "Su Xiao, what are you doing here?"

"Has Lady Cecilia forgotten?"

Su Xiao smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "My father is a government member of parliament, so he's usually here."

Only after she mentioned it did Cecilia realize that the girl in front of her was actually the only daughter of Councilor Su.

It's just that almost no magical girls are willing to approach the government area on a regular basis, and coupled with her chaotic thoughts along the way, she didn't realize the relationship between the two of them for a while, which is why she seemed particularly surprised.

"By the way, is there something important that you came here today?" Su Xiao asked curiously.

As a representative of destiny, her every move attracts countless eyes.

Now that she has taken the initiative to step into what is considered an opposing institution, Su Xiao naturally finds it hard not to be curious.

Cecilia quickly composed herself and got straight to the point: "I'm here to see your father and ask him some questions."

"I see." Su Xiao looked troubled. "My father is currently in a meeting with other councilors and cannot meet with guests at the moment. May I take you to the meeting room to wait for a while?"

"Thank you for your trouble."

Seeing that she was so easy to talk to, Su Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly led Cecilia toward the reception room.

On the way, Cecilia looked at Su Xiao's back and asked out of the blue, "Do you know anything about kites?"

This statement is quite strange.

Su Xiao is a fourth-generation magical girl, while Cecilia is a second-generation magical girl. She was taught by Zhiyuan and spent a long time with her. Logically speaking, she should understand her better than others.

But at this moment, she turned around and asked the younger generation about kites.

Su Xiao looked blank and could only honestly answer based on her memory: "Lady Paper Kite was a very great person. She did it to protect the world..."

"What I need are not these polite words that everyone knows."

Cecilia interrupted, saying seriously, "I want to ask, as the daughter of Councilor Su, do you know anything about Paper Kite's true identity and private life?"

One is the first generation, and the other is the fourth generation; their generational gap appears to be enormous.

In reality, they are only three years apart in age.

Su Xiao gently shook her head: "My understanding of Lady Paper Kite comes entirely from news reports. I have never seen her in person, let alone know anything about her private life."

After saying that, she couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Lady Cecilia, didn't you personally see the resurrected Paper Kite in the Divine Kingdom? Moreover, you are from similar eras and have spent more time together. Logically speaking, you should know much more about her than I do, right?"

Upon hearing this, Cecilia gave a wry smile.

Yes.

As someone who has had extensive contact with kites, she should know them well enough.

However, she knew very little about kites, or rather, no one knew much about kites.

We don’t know her real name or her hometown. The only thing we know is that her parents died in a disaster.

In silence, the two entered the reception room.

Su Xiao warmly poured a cup of coffee for him and said, "Please sit here and wait a moment while I go and urge them."

Cecilia accepted the coffee and nodded her thanks.

In the quiet reception room, she sat alone, staring at the ticking clock on the wall, her conflicted emotions welling up again.

If the speculation is true, what should she do?

Should we make a clean break, or should we find out the reasons behind it?

Angels, demons.

She found it hard to believe that an extremely perfect person could possibly harbor extreme malice.

Amidst this dilemma, Representative Su pushed open the door and walked in.

Chapter 148 Return to the Witch's Ancestral Land

At the same time, within the realm of the gods.

A barefoot girl wanders alone in the wilderness, as if searching for a specific location.

She traversed high mountains and dense forests, crossed vast deserts and boundless seas, constantly moving from place to place, finally arriving at the only desolate region in the world.

The divine realm was an independent world constructed by humans, lush with vegetation and full of life, like a paradise on earth. Only this area seemed out of place, desolate and lifeless, without a trace of vitality.

The girl looked up at the dark sky above and murmured softly, "This should be it..."

She stood silently, her gaze shifting uncertainly, lost in thought. After a moment, she finally made up her mind, her voice tinged with barely concealed urgency, and murmured to herself, "Time is running out. I never managed to wait for the perfect opportunity. Perhaps from the very beginning, I shouldn't have kept enduring and yielding. Now there's no other choice; this is my only chance... The witch's glory will finally return to this world!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl calmly raised her hand and thrust it directly into her own chest cavity.

The skin cracked open instantly, but no blood gushed out, revealing layers of intricate mechanical structures inside.

Her face remained calm, showing no sign of pain. She reached deep into her chest cavity with her fingertips and pulled out a mechanical device that made a "click-click" sound.

This is a mechanical core that can be described as a miracle of creation. Its outer layer is wrapped in a retro brass-like material, and its interior is filled with dense circuits, gears and special components. It maintains a constant speed of rotation, like a continuously beating mechanical heart.

This is the core of her life. As long as the core remains intact, she can rely on it to infinitely split and resurrect, and the power contained within has reached an unimaginable level.

Today, taking advantage of the emptiness of the divine kingdom, she intends to use her own life as a price to pave a new path for the long-dormant witch race.

With that thought made up, the mechanical core suddenly shattered. Vast and boundless energy converged into a stream of light, shooting straight towards a certain location in the dark sky.

The moment the energy touched the sky, the entire sky trembled violently, and the specific spot that was hit was like a shattered mirror, spreading out with countless cracks.

"Click, click..."

The cracks continued to spread and expand outwards, and in the depths beyond the reach of the eye, a profound and desolate aura of death slowly seeped out along the cracks.

Just then, a distant, ethereal voice echoed from the depths of the void, accompanied by a crack: "Has the punishment ended? No, this power... is it... is it creation?"