Chapter 314: The Girl Ashe Values Most

“It appears you have got discovered the reply,” the Observer mentioned. “By the best way, the treasure certain to this query is that this.”

A spirit appeared within the Observer’s hand: “That is your most cherished spirit—your Substitute spirit.”

Ashe regarded on the Substitute spirit as if seeing a beloved, his expression immediately turning solemn. “I can really feel it; it certainly holds nice significance to me!”

“So, you should make your selection rigorously,” the Observer intoned. “State your reply.”

“Although I’d love to decide on these identities that would permit me to dominate by ages, reversing trigger and impact, in any case, who wouldn’t need to have been a transcendent being braving storms of fireplace?” Ashe shrugged. “Sadly, I’m one favored by a paramour (Danzel), and my knowledge doesn’t permit me to deceive myself.”

“Possibility three, I’m simply an odd one that is aware of nothing.”

The Observer glanced at him, holding the Substitute spirit in his hand, which appeared unable to breathe.

Then, with a sudden squeeze—

“Congratulations, you’ve bought it proper.”

The Observer opened his proper hand, which was empty. He launched his left hand, and twin streams of sunshine entered Ashe’s physique: “The reward you’ve obtained is the ‘Command’ spirit.”

Ashe breathed a sigh of reduction. “Don’t scare me like that.”

“It might be higher nonetheless if I may scare you,” the Observer lowered his eyelids. “That approach, when you want to forsake one thing treasured sooner or later, maybe you’ll be higher ready mentally.”

Ashe blinked, feeling there was extra to the Observer’s phrases, however the Observer clearly wished to take care of the Riddler persona—he may perceive, as he additionally loved being a Riddler—skipping over the topic and transferring on to the final phase within the cabin.

“Subsequent, then, is your closing query. This time I can guarantee you, it’s actually, very, quite simple,” the Observer mentioned cheerfully. “Please loosen up and embrace with a joyful coronary heart the top of this amnesia check.”

Ashe moved his chair again, as if he half-expected the Observer to drag out a timed bomb for him to defuse.

The Observer flipped open an album on the desk. “Your closing query right here is strictly the identical as your first one right here—select from the next girls the one who holds the best place in your coronary heart.”

Ashe breathed a sigh of reduction—this was certainly easy. He knew he was only a man of aesthetics; he simply wanted to select essentially the most lovely one.

“First is candidate primary.”

The Observer turned to the primary web page. The portray depicted a well-recognized determine: wine-red hair, ruby eyes, a black cocktail gown, holding a longsword, exuding a vibrant, youthful aura—it was Sonya.

Sonya’s cheeks flushed barely, and he or she couldn’t assist however gently punch Ashe’s shoulder.

“Subsequent is candidate quantity two.”

Turning the second web page revealed one other acquainted face: a black and white checkered skirt outfit, one leg in white stockings, the opposite in black, hair half black and half white—it was Deya.

“After which, candidate quantity three.”

The third web page was turned, and this individual was not recognized to them: amethyst earrings, holding an expensive orange velvet folding fan, wearing a purple coat, even the gloves have been mild purple, resembling the blooming fantastic thing about violets. If something, this girl appeared to bear a slight resemblance to Danzel, however solely barely.

“Subsequent, candidate quantity 4.”

Turning the fourth web page, it was additionally somebody they didn’t know: the girl within the portray wore a unfastened black gown and held a Crow Masks in her hand. She appeared to be lifting the masks, revealing half of her face, her mushy black hair shining with the luster of crow feathers, her rose-red lips tantalizing, and her crimson eyes seemingly able to capturing souls.

By this time, Sonya’s expression had barely modified.

Witch: “Hmm?”

Demise Maniac Swordswoman: “I believed a very powerful individual to him proper now can be… Observer, what’s the reply?”

Observer: “The cabin hasn’t instructed me; it solely judges whether or not the solutions are proper or flawed. However I can most likely guess that the girl most essential to Ashe proper now continues to be her.”

In the meantime.

Beneath the Time Continent within the Digital Realm, the Sea of Data.

A ship is docked beside a small island, the place Freya sits on a chair with pen and paper, partaking in Future’s Inquiry.

She hadn’t anticipated that just some days into changing into a Sorcerer, she would encounter an journey that many sorcerers would possibly solely glimpse in passing their total lives.

What excited her much more was that she had simply answered a query accurately, and it was associated to Ashe!

“Query – A number of Selection: What plan will Freya Hoyle and Ashe Heath undertake collectively sooner or later?”

“1 A plan to rewrite future”

“2 A plan to reverse time”

“3 A plan to upend the world”

“4 The entire above”

Freya felt thrilled in regards to the prospect of assembly Ashe once more sooner or later, however she had no clue in regards to the query and simply guessed; surprisingly, she was right!

Desirous about how she and Ashe would change into key figures in main plans sooner or later made her coronary heart swell with pleasure, even tempting her to go away the Digital Realm instantly to fulfill her needs.

However she wanted to proceed with Future’s Inquiry, realizing even slightly extra in regards to the future was useful. Freya took a deep breath to calm her nerves and centered on the paper, which then revealed a number of traces of textual content:

“Query – A number of Selection: Who’s at present a very powerful girl in Ashe Heath’s thoughts?”

“1 Demise Maniac Swordswoman”

“2 Black-and-White Witch”

“3 Crow Doctor”

“4 Bewitcher Freya Hoyle”

“5 Purple Moth Annan Dolan”

“6 Weeping Purple Cap Cleos Baimu”

“7 His mom”

Freya regarded on the seventh possibility, misplaced in thought.

“…What does ‘mom’ imply?”