After being rejected by Merlin again, Ellie Miller seemed truly lost in an endless purgatory.
Previously, she always held onto a glimmer of hope.
She thought, as she did once a thousand years ago, she could allow the Philosopher's Stone to be born, and then... then she could go to the Academy of Alchemy, then return after completing her studies, and explain everything to Artor.
But Merlin's refusal made her realize once more—Artor was dead.
Her lover had truly left her world.
In the future, her life would no longer hold the presence of Artor Sacredragon.
Merlin spoke softly: "Say goodbye to this world, then report to the academy, child, you're already late."
Merlin's voice faded away.
...
Academy of Alchemy.
The Deans watched a massive Bone Dragon devour everything through a Water Mirror.
"Ah, old man, is there really no way?" The Dwarven Vice Dean of Goldstone Academy opened one eye and glanced at the 'old fox' Merlin.
