In the snowy valley in winter.
The white-haired girl's smile was more beautiful than the moonlight.
For some reason, looking at this scene, Allen felt an nameless fire ignite in his heart. This fire burned his mind numb and left his body feeling icy cold.
As a swordsman, his sword hand should be very steady.
But under the cover of the night, Allen's hand was trembling slightly.
This had only happened twice so far, somewhat similar, yet completely different.
The similarity was that both times happened under the gaze of the same person.
The difference was that the emotions in her eyes were completely opposite.
The first time was in a dream, the green-haired girl's eyes were dull and dark;
The second time was at the bottom of the valley, the white-haired girl's eyes were bright and fiery.
Sylphie's fiery gaze mingled with the fire in Allen's heart, making him feel uncomfortable. Subconsciously, Allen reached out, as if wanting to touch Sylphie's snow-white hair, which had turned white due to magic exhaustion.
But he had just raised his hand when it froze in mid-air.
At this moment, looking at Sylphie's hair again, he suddenly understood why the fire in his heart had ignited.
It was because of the crumpled 'memo' in the drawer at the Greyrat house.
Written countless times over the past year, behind the dense 'future vision' was Allen's constant self-questioning.
Should he abandon the future vision? Should he change the future?
Should he avoid the tragic consequences of the Great Teleportation?
In the current storyline that Allen himself was participating in, could Paul's death be avoided? And could Zenith's cheerful laughter always ring through the Greyrat house?
And even...
If the Great Teleportation could be avoided...
Could Sylphie's hair also be saved from turning snow-white?
If she wasn't teleported high into the sky, could she avoid magic exhaustion and maintain her beautiful long green hair?
And then.
Now, before the Great Teleportation had even arrived, while he thought he still had time to choose.
Sylphie's hair had already turned white.
Ahead of the original storyline, under Allen's watch, fanned by the butterfly effect.
It had just turned white like that.
Without even giving him a chance to react.
Allen's thoughts were fast.
But Sylphie's actions were also fast.
While his thoughts were in turmoil, his suspended hand was enveloped by a pair of soft, small hands.
Allen looked up at Sylphie. With a hint of apology on her face, she carefully took his hand and slowly placed it on her snow-white hair by the side of her face.
He was speechless with astonishment.
And Sylphie, with obvious fatigue on her face, pursed her lips and smiled a little shyly.
Allen's hand had large knuckles and old calluses between his fingers from practicing the sword. It felt familiar and very reassuring to her.
A green light emanated from Sylphie's hand and spread throughout Allen's body.
Chantless healing magic.
In the night, the white-haired girl's voice was undeniably tired, yet still soft and gentle.
"Allen's expression is a bit scary... I know that with Allen's skills, you can ensure your own safety, which is why you wanted to throw us out in the air. But..."
Sylphie looked at Allen's face, her words apologetic, but the look in her eyes was extremely firm.
"I was still a little worried... Is the wound on your back okay? Has it healed now? I've been studying healing magic diligently, you see, I can even cast it without chanting. Last year you said that when I become proficient, I can heal you. Unfortunately, there was never a chance, and it seems like many of Allen's moves put a great strain on your body..."
"What I wanted to say is..."
"Perhaps, Allen needs me, you know."
Allen stared blankly at Sylphie's expression, suddenly realizing that his butterfly had already stirred up a storm.
Over the past year, Sylphie had not only been imitating his expressions and Roxy's way of speaking.
Even her personality had changed from the original story. Although she still had a gentle core, her stubbornness, the "once I've decided, I've decided" trait, had already emerged prematurely after she overcame the shadow of her childhood inferiority complex.
In the original story, this personality trait was mainly shown in her great care for Ariel's kindness and friendship. But when she was with Rudeus, she was mostly the gentle and understanding White Mama. It wasn't very obvious.
But in Oldeus's timeline, it was particularly clear—when Rudeus was devastated after Roxy's death, she still answered Ariel's call and, without much preparation, resolutely followed Ariel and Luke to the capital, ultimately to her death.
His thoughts swirled as a soft body fell into his arms.
Allen was suddenly 'awakened.'
"Sylphie?"
"It's okay... I'm just a little tired... I don't think I have enough magic power left... Sorry, I'm glad I managed to cast one healing spell..."
Allen looked at Sylphie in his arms, his heart filled with an indescribable surge of emotions, feeling like something was about to overflow. But there wasn't much time for him to process it.
The thick stench of monsters in the air lingered before his nose.
Sylphie wanted to say something more, but Allen flicked her forehead with his finger, then swung his arm towards the nearby cliff face.
The cliff face shattered. Precisely controlled Touki eroded the space between the rocks, and in the span of a breath, a miniature cave, with countless holes covering its top, bottom, and sides, appeared before them.
Allen scooped Sylphie up in his arms, and amidst her slightly flustered face-covering, placed her inside.
"This way, even if the monsters dig holes in the cliff face, we'll be able to detect it in advance... In the end, this problem was caused by my suggestion. You just rest for now, and leave the situation to me."
Hearing Allen's words, Sylphie spread her fingers apart, revealing her eyes.
Allen had already turned his back to her.
His arm was rising in the darkness...
He brandished his sword!
The wind from the blade rippled out like a wave!
The dense swarm of monsters that had crept up around them, like a tide, were blown into a bloody mist!
Shreds of limbs and flesh rained down on Allen with blood.
His voice drifted to Sylphie's ear.
"Close your eyes, rest, and recover your magic power."
"Don't look, don't listen, don't think."
Beyond the silhouette of his back, in the viscous darkness, crimson eyes, like swarming bees, spread from the bottom of the valley out of sight.
There was no end in sight.
The monsters were terrifying, but Sylphie just looked at Allen's back—his wound had already healed completely.
She let out a tired sigh of relief and obediently closed her eyes.
"Okay. But... it might take a long time for the next healing spell..."
"It's fine, I still have plenty of energy."
"...I don't believe you. Teacher even said in her letter that you like to lie."
"Trust me. You just need to wait."
Sylphie leaned against the cliff face with her eyes closed, a smile on her lips.
"Okay, I'll trust you. But... how long do I have to wait?"
"...Magic exhaustion will take at least one night to recover, right? In that case, you need to wait for me to..."
In the night, a smile spread across Allen's face. He looked at the heaving 'ocean' of monsters in the darkness and raised the broken blade in his hand.
The monsters shrieked!
The beast tide surged!
The ground trembled!
His resolute words echoed in the night wind!
"Fight until dawn!!"
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