Nothing happened.

When Elise closed the wooden door with great force, nothing happened except that the dust in the room was shaken down.

"squeak--"

"Bang."

So Elise pushed open the door again and gently pulled it up.

But this time, it still has no effect.

Nothing happened.

"What am I expecting?" Elise leaned against the door frame, his eyes dissipated.

Although she went through a lot of hardships to come to this place, what exactly is she looking for?

Looking at the empty scene in front of her, Elise was confused.

"What exactly is I want?" Elise asked himself, but did not answer himself.

Because even she herself doesn't know.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, sprinkling on the top of the Long Night Monument, as if it was coated with a layer of gold.

Elise's gaze was also unknowingly directed towards the golden color.

She stared at the Long Night Monument, as if she was staring at the long night on the edge that had awakened on the monument.

So she pushed open the door again, activated the propeller, and flew to the top of the Long Night Monument.

The sun shines on her solo swaying moon, reflecting the brilliance of metal.

She kept this position, turned off the thruster, and slowly sat at the top of the long night monument.

The most common thing Xie Lan does in his soul space on weekdays is meditation.

Elise once thought about learning this subject from Xie Lan, but in the end he couldn't hold on.

But when she saw the top of the stone tablet, she had some reason why she had the idea of ​​meditation in her mind.

Thinking of this, her heart gradually calmed down.

She no longer questioned what she was expecting and what she wanted.

Her mind entered a complete calm.

She sat at the top of the long night monument like that and entered meditation like Xie Lan.

...

When you concentrate, time often passes quickly.

This is especially true in a secret room that isolates all external natural information.

Because in such an environment, people have no idea about changes in the outside world, so they also seem more numb to the passage of time.

"It's half past six." The mist believer said.

"You mean, it's already evening?" Qiu Shuangyue raised her head from the fluorescence of the computer screen, unable to believe what the mist believer said.

"At least...this is the system time in the lower right corner of the computer told me." The mist believer glanced at the lower right corner of his screen and said.

"Damn it, that means we don't have much time left?" Qiu Shuangyue's tone was a little excited.

"uncertain."

But the sound of Mingzhu accompanying the snow was unexpectedly calm.

"Why do you say that?" The mist believer was also a little surprised.

"Because we have been rushing to escape on the road and cracking files on the edge of the night before, we don't seem to have any extra energy to pay attention to external information, but I think this is not good after all, so I investigated it a little." Ming Zhubanxue said.

"What have you investigated?" asked the Mist believer.

"The result of Jinse Festival has changed." Ming Zhubanxue shrugged, "Yanyue Hokage did not play, so he was not dead."

"Wait." The Misty Novos frowned, "I made a speculation before that guy's plan could be completed ahead of time. I think it was because Yanyue Hokusai's death provided her with the last bit of energy, but now since Yanyue Hokusai is not dead..."

"Don't say that Yanyue Hokusai was not dead, he didn't even play." Ming Zhubanxue said, "It was Elise who took the position to play in his place."

"Elys! Sure enough." The mist believer clapped his hands as if he had guessed such a thing. "She understood what she was going to do. After all, as someone who could exempt all this, she had such wisdom."

"Then... let me observe it directly." The mist believer calmed down, "I have been busy deciphering it just now and have never cared about external affairs."

However, after he observed everything that had just happened, his face became extremely shocked.

"Eliz killed the Hinata Bai Ye?"

"She not only killed the Hinata Bai Ye, but also broke through the heart wall of Hinata Bai Ye and found the location of the Edge Chang Ye... but that location cannot be reached for us." Ming Zhubanxue sighed, "Just as you said before, that is something that only Elise can do."

"What we are responsible for finding is the edge of the night in reality, and what she is responsible for finding is the edge of the night in virtuality." The expression of the mist believer changed from astonishment to a smile.

"Although the boundary between reality and virtuality has long been blurred, it is hard to say for the long night on the edge." Ming Zhubanxue shook her head, then turned her gaze back to the computer screen.

"Anyway, go back to the topic at the beginning." Qiu Shuangyue inserted the conversation again, "What you mean is that since Yanyue Hokusai is not dead, then our remaining time will be relatively relaxed, right?"

"I can only say that there is this assumption." Ming Zhubanxue replied while staring at the screen, "But don't believe it all."

"Or do you want to take a break?" asked the Mist Host. "Although the situation is very tense now, I won't object if you want to do this."

"Tsk." Qiu Shuangyue also returned to her work, "The question itself is an objection, let's talk about it."

He scrolled the mouse pulley and browsed the record tables.

"Since you haven't had any rest, where do I have the right to rest?"

...

The people of Magua are generally short in height.

How short are you?

Let's give an example.

At that time, when the long night on the edge was born on this long night monument, he sat.

However, due to the height limitation and the fact that the Long Night Monument is indeed too high, no Swamp dweller saw the player sitting on the Long Night Monument.

"Go home!"

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow!"

“Gopagopagopa!”

Therefore, when dusk came and the group of marsh people returned to the Long Night Tribe along the road just now, they also did not see Elise sitting on the Long Night Monument.

Just like the day when the long night on the edge comes to this world.

So, for the people of Mauju, nothing happened in this tribe.

They gathered around the bonfire as usual, and began the cycle of reincarnation they would perform every night.

As described in the memories of the long night on the edge.

[Warm bonfires are lit, and the people living in the swamp are sitting around in front of the fire, doing their favorite things, children listen to stories, and adults tell stories, but I am more curious about what stories they will tell.]
Chapter completed!