The Spiders froze when they saw my smile. I had met many people who lived long lives. In the Tower, it was possible to overcome a human’s natural lifespan. Some people lived for over a hundred years, and even Constellations like Hamustra had been wandering for tens of thousands of years. Meeting them made me realize one thing—fear was a part of life.0

“It’ll never end like this,” I announced with a bright smile. “If you won’t make a move, then I will.”0

My feet were faster than my words as I ran. In the next moment, a Spider hiding in the building debris let out a short, sharp cry. The freckled witch and I locked eyes, standing just inches apart. With a reassuring smile, I pressed on her pressure point.0

“Ah...” 1

“No matter how eternal it feels, a thousand years isn’t eternity,” I hummed. My words carried no meaning. “Just like it takes ten days for the red flowers to wither, the arrival of the Magic Tower’s autumn needed a thousand years.”0

All the Spiders scattered throughout the city were listening to every word that was coming out of my mouth. They would desperately try to find meaning in my words, and that was enough for me. If I could confuse them even a little, I would gladly pretend to recite riddles leisurely.2

“Ah, I should have worn a black robe. This is the historic moment when the Great Demonic Path destroys the Magic Tower’s thousand-year history. Yet I failed to consider my attire at the moment. Well,...1