And then there was the most critical issue. Alka had probed indirectly; from their reactions, it was clear this Magic Mirror indeed possessed a considerable history. However, this "considerable history" was only relative to them. In the grand sche of the world, it was but a brief span—likely not exceeding a few hundred years. The problem was that the history of the recent few thousand years had been ticulously recorded, showing no major upheavals, not even dramatic shifts in islands or sea regions. Furthermore, the historical records on the ship originated from the Holy Mother Church and were highly credible.
At the ti, Alka had his suspicions. However, he truly didn’t know which era Lucilia belonged to, so he hadn’t told her about this. He speculated her origins lay beyond the Edge Sea Region. But concerning the lands outside the Edge Sea Region, there was no recorded information whatsoever—a complete blank, as if deliberately concealed. Telling Lucilia wouldn’t have achieved much anyway; it couldn’t help her discover her era or place of origin.
However, when he encountered the rmaid Julia, especially upon witnessing the clear bond of trust between Lucilia and Julia, he knew the mystery of Lucilia’s past life was about to be unraveled. Coupled with Lucilia’s words at that ti and the information obtained from Julia, he could almost completely confirm his suspicions. Although Lucilia, at that mont, didn’t seem to have considered this point enough to deliberately inquire further.
Julia was a living Intelligent Life, sealed by crystal for at most 400 years. Setting aside the actual length of her lifespan, it was certain she had so association and communication with Lucilia’s forr Race. Her reaction upon seeing Lucilia was one of pleasant surprise, not astonishnt, indicating that their two Races had communicated before.
At this mont, Lucilia finally spoke, her voice tinged with undeniable confusion.
"Hmm, when I was chatting with her just now, she did ntion sothing about our Race..."
Saying this, she turned her head to look at Alka.
"Did you know? Neither she nor I actually co from here. Or rather, not from this world."
Through her conversation with Julia, Lucilia learned that Julia ca from the sa place she herself once belonged to. During their conversation, Julia had inadvertently ntioned a few well-known locations that only existed during the ti she rembered being alive. Furthermore, judging from Julia’s state, it was evident she might not yet realize she was in an entirely different place than before.
Julia had been sealed in crystal because she encountered a major crisis at so point and had to resort to such a thod to ensure her survival. From the mont she was sealed, she had lost consciousness, only regaining it a short ti ago. This ant that even she didn’t know how she had arrived here.
This gave Lucilia hope, yet also plunged her into despair.
As for Julia’s Six Spirals strength, it wasn’t surprising from Lucilia’s perspective. After all, the place they ca from had the ditation thod, and it wasn’t considered anything particularly extraordinary there. With the aid of the ditation thod, rapid improvent in strength was inevitable. It was only because she had spent a long ti with Alka and the others that she clearly understood just how extraordinary the feats a Six Spirals expert could accomplish were. Previously, she had only learned about such things from books, lacking any concrete fra of reference.
Now she knew: her family might very well be alive, her forr friends could still exist in the world. Her forr hotown still existed. This realization fascinated her, stirring the hosickness that had been buried deep within her heart during her ti in the dark confines of the Magic Mirror. She had previously believed that too much ti had passed, that everything she knew was long gone, vanished like smoke. Thus, she hadn’t allowed herself to care or reminisce. Because it was all gone, reminiscing wouldn’t have brought any benefit; burying it deep in her heart had seed sufficient.
But now she knew it wasn’t that ti had erased everything, but that she was simply too far away. At least there was still a chance.
Her hotown was still there! Her relatives and friends might still exist!
This suppressed emotion surged forth instantly, leaving Lucilia confused and sowhat bewildered. The hope blooming within her clashed powerfully with her sense of powerlessness in reality.
Alka watched as Lucilia’s beautiful face revealed confusion, longing, and a mixture of various other emotions. He could understand; he could even empathize with her precisely.
Because my own situation is perhaps no better than Lucilia’s in any respect. The drastic change in environnt, the joy of resurrection, yet the regret of potentially never being able to return...
These were all things Alka had previously buried deep in his heart, things he tried not to let himself dwell on. If Alka were to learn of a way to return to his forr world, he too would instantly beco just as bewildered. But he would undoubtedly strive to et whatever requirents were necessary. That was why he could resonate so strongly with Lucilia now.
He spoke, "Do you want to go ho?"
Upon hearing this, Lucilia turned her head again to stare at him, then helplessly shook her head.
"But I have no idea how to go back."
"You’ve been overwheld by this sudden information. You should calm down and think carefully. Do you really not know?"
"What do you an?" Lucilia’s face was filled with confusion.
I should know? How could I possibly know?
Alka closed his eyes and opened his hand. A thick, ancient-looking book appeared in it.
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