Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 417 Allows Possibilities to Exist

She pulled her hand away: "Why are you telling me all this?"

"I'm a little... worried that you might regret some things."

His statement was not without reason. She saw a definite future in his expression.

It was as if her unfounded regret would one day overwhelm her.

She didn't like that exact wording.

He put the cloth bag away, lowered his eyes, and moved his feet slightly, but did not return.

Miya didn't offer much advice.

"Could someone who travels through time, even someone from the Planet of Wisdom, mistake another time for returning to their own world's past?"

Time travel is highly inadvisable if travelers lose themselves in a time that is not their own.

Time and space are like an infinitely large game, with countless branches in the story, and countless branches leading to countless endings.

Unlike games, it always moves forward and there is no going back. Each branch may be completely different or very similar, and each branch is never the same as the others.

The language had a certain degree of aggression and irony, leaving Miya Xing speechless.

Most of the time, she selectively ignores this matter, but at other times she demonstrates extraordinary insight.

Rather, it was his evasiveness and the system's cursory approach that made her, who had never received a real answer, increasingly concerned about this matter.

“I know we are in two different times, but they are too similar. I don’t want you to have any more regrets.”

"They may not be similar. The time you live in may not have had another you hundreds of years ago."

She hasn't said anything yet, and he may not even know all about her thoughts.

Miya Xing noticed: "That's definitely different."

"And you said 'again'?" She looked at him for a long time. "In your eyes, is there any difference between me and 'her'?"

"There is no difference."

That's an inappropriate answer.

He chose to be inappropriately honest.

The content filling the four sides of time follows the trajectory that has never changed since its inception, moving forward without stopping.

Huangwu stared at him for a long while, then slowly curled his lips upward: "The Soli tribe, who brought you here and let you run wild, will definitely regret it."

"Are you absolutely certain I didn't come here on my own?"

She glanced at him: "The Quark race's racial talent makes it difficult for them to find their way in spacetime, let alone calculate and find a world that is highly similar to their own."

Generally speaking, different magical races have significant differences in their inclinations in terms of talent.

Just like using aurora radiation energy, the talents of most Aurora Clan members far surpass those of Quark Clan members.

“I have taught you magic, but apart from healing, you also lack the talent for space-time magic.”

Miya Star does not deny this fact.

He was already well aware of his own clumsiness in spacetime magic.

—But it wasn't as deep as the constant beatings I got while learning healing magic.

“I remember you visited the Soli tribe once.” At that time, the entire Soli tribe left to wander through time and space. Before that, she already had some understanding of time travel.

"I've only been there once with you."

Unsurprising answer.

"The last time was a long time ago, right?"

"Well, a long time."

Miya Star has confirmed it.

This occurred during the time when the Dark God existed.

The two remained silent for a long time. She walked slowly, and Miya Xing followed her, walking slowly together.

The footsteps around me suddenly stopped.

Whether I will regret the past or feel powerless in the future is not important to me now.

She was about to give him an answer to yet another question.

Miya Xing belatedly realized that she wasn't as casual as he had imagined when facing him.

When given vague answers to questions they were unwilling to answer, they would not add another layer of ambiguity, making their perfunctory responses reveal their hypocrisy.

She answered many of his questions without lying.

"There's nothing to regret."

She thought about many things that she might regret.

Carrington, Xiao Jinzhao... those who are still by her side.

Yes, there's nothing to regret.

Some things that are destined to happen are bound to be accompanied by an unpredictable and uncontrollable amount of sadness. She will be sad, perhaps very sad, but the things that will make her regretful are indeed very few.

Her memory faltered slightly only during her last meeting with Mingmo; she thought for a while about the scene in the rain, but couldn't recall Mingmo's expression.

She asked herself: Do I regret it?

As if by a gift of fate, she glimpsed a scene from the ending. Perhaps a hundred years earlier, she would have wanted to try, to be in it herself, and to find a way out of the known demise.

Then, standing before that elf, he disdainfully boasted and belittled her prophetic magic, saying it was nothing at all.

The elves will be very happy.

However, time did not go back another hundred years.

She has no regrets.

"Maybe I'll change my mind in the future." Regret means she's living a stable and carefree life, which is fine; that's not something she needs to worry about now. "What I should do now is make the possibility possible."

Her steps were no longer hesitant or slow; she headed towards the teleportation array.

Miya Xing recalled the image of Carrington and Xu Jinzhao standing still as they turned back after leaving.

"That's it."

Things have changed.

He's not the only variable.

……

……

Welcome to Moe Academy.

There are many entrance exams for Moe Academy.

The first exam was the most annoying one, the written test.

Three days before the most annoying first exam, there's an even more annoying activity: visiting the Moe Academy.

The students on stage were shouting and yelling, it was very noisy;

Those around her in the audience were amazed by her appearance and voice, and became even noisier.

I couldn't listen to either of their arguments; all I felt was the frustration of being surrounded by quark people but unable to do anything.

"I am Wen Li, the student council president of the Moe Academy, and also one of the guides for this tour of the Moe Academy. Please feel free to ask me or other students if you have any questions."

Passion and energy are rare among the Quark tribe, so Huangwu glanced at her a few more times.

I couldn't tell whether the other person's magical ability was fire.

"I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone again when the new semester starts..."

The motivational platitudes continued.

My irritability has worsened.

It's not because it's nonsense.

Here are some cute knights.

The girl on stage?

No, it's not.

Before coming to Meng Academy, she had a general understanding of the teachers and students already there. If Winry's magical abilities were outstanding, she wouldn't be so unfamiliar with the name.

Correspondingly, Vans would not want a student of average ability to occupy the position of Cute Knight.

Who will be the cute knight...?