When the "magician" lady returned, Franka entered the depths of the mirror world with the help of the angel's positioning and blockade through the "door" as Lumian had done before, and saw herself in the mirror sitting cross-legged on the ground.
In the mirror, he faced the appearance of the original owner of his body, with a lot of blood on his face, and contempt, disdain, and resentment in his eyes.
"Do you still have the face to see me?" Before Franka could speak, the "man in the mirror" cursed.
Franka half-opened his mouth and said angrily and funny:
"What am I embarrassed about?
"It's not me who caused all this, you are a part of me, split from my soul, when you drank the 'witch' potion, do you dare to say that you didn't agree, without your permission?"
Our eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, who wouldn't shirk responsibility?
The "man in the mirror" was silent for two seconds:
"I admit this.
"But you obviously have a chance to turn back into a man, but you refuse, are you addicted to being a woman? What face do you have to come to see me?
"Have you forgotten your original appearance and persistence?"
Franka was speechless for a moment, and after more than ten seconds, he said:
"I think gender is not important, what matters is the character, spirit, and morality of the person himself......"
"Don't use this set of 'instigator' words to send me away, I don't know you yet? We are the same person!" "Man in the Mirror" interrupted Franka's words.
It's good to be able to talk, it's good to be able to talk, and if you can talk, you can talk...... Franka sighed and said:
"After knowing that I can't go back, the people and things I value the most are just that, and I don't want to lose it again, and there will be big waves......
"And, you're right, you're right! Maybe it's because I've been a woman for too long, I'm a little used to it, and since I'm afraid of change, it's acceptable to stay the same."
"The man in the mirror" snorted:
"Admit it? You can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself!"
Franka laughed at herself:
"Besides, it's almost the end, even gods and angels think so, let's do something meaningful first, wait for the end of the rest to talk, and then toss again, maybe there will be new ideas at that time, if the apocalypse can't be passed, then everyone will be finished, and there is no point in thinking about this."
She paused for a moment, and then said in a low voice:
"The affairs of the witch sect cannot be avoided, someone must help him."
The "man in the mirror" glanced at Franka:
"You don't know how dangerous it is?"
"I know, but only I am suitable." Franka suddenly smiled, "If I were in a similar situation, someone would take a big risk to do something, and I believe that whether it was Lumian or Jane, they would do it."
Her voice was soft, but there was no doubt at all.
"The Man in the Mirror" looked at Franka, his eyes shining with envy.
After a while, he sneered as he sat cross-legged:
"It doesn't matter, if you don't be a man, it doesn't matter if you look for death or not, it has nothing to do with me."
As he said, his eyes darkened, and his whole person became depressed:
"After knowing that I can't go back, everything doesn't matter."
Franca recalled her emotions when she knew the truth and said with some empathy:
"You can only accept the current life little by little, accept this fact.
"At least, there are people you value and people who value you, and life still has some meaning."
"That's you!" The "man in the mirror" scolded, "What does this have to do with me? If I turn defeat into victory and go out on your behalf, do you think Janna and Lumian agreed to maintain their current relationship, or kill me on the spot?"
"The man in the mirror" looked up at Franka, and his expression suddenly became sad:
"I have nothing."
Franka was silent for a moment, closed her mouth slightly, and did not speak.
The "man in the mirror" sighed and said:
"My biggest thought was to find an opportunity to replace you and let you be locked up in this dark prison, while I was eating and drinking spicy food in the real world, looking for hope to become a man and return to my hometown, and in the end, I will return home with a handsome face, a tall and masculine figure and a lot of superpowers, and be an urban hero like Batman, admired by many people, and chased by the girl I like......"
As he spoke, the voice of "The Man in the Mirror" gradually lowered.
After a few seconds, he said quietly:
"Now, I have nothing......
When Franka listened to the "man in the mirror" talk about those fantasies, she suddenly realized that the other person was indeed a part of herself.
Those fantasies, except for the mirror and the contrast part, were all things she had thought about, and they were thoughts that helped her persevere in this world.
At this moment, Franka inexplicably realized:
Another premise of reconciliation that Lumian did not summarize is that the ontology must truly recognize that the "person in the mirror" is a part of itself, a different side of itself, rather than using the ability of the "instigator" to persuade with a deceptive mentality.
Recognition should be two-sided, and then reconciliation can be achieved, and then consciousness can be unified.
She felt and said:
"You are me, I am you, what I have, what you have, let's reconcile, let's integrate."
The "man in the mirror" who was always sitting cross-legged on the ground was stunned for a moment, and made a mocking voice again:
"Pull it down, you can't go back, what's the point of saying this?"
Franka walked up to the "man in the mirror", squatted down in front of him, and stretched out her palm.
She said with a smile:
"I'll pull you up."
The "man in the mirror" looked at her intently, and it took a long time for him to smile:
"I thought you would 'charm' me and make me infatuated with you, you know, I can't bear the beauty trick the most.
"Actually, think about it, if I really replace you, not to mention whether Jane Na and Lumian can accept it, I can't continue to be a woman, I will definitely have to become a 'war bishop', and then spend all day drinking, sleeping women everywhere, and when the end comes, I will scold the streets and sacrifice at the same time?
"It's quite boring to think about this......"
The "man in the mirror" was silent for a few more seconds, then suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Franka's palm, followed the other party's pull, and stood up.
He looked at Franka's beautiful lake-colored eyes and darkened flaxen hair, and smiled:
"I didn't forgive you.
"I don't accept your statement."
Huo Ran, his whole body relaxed, and he said in a low voice:
"I just don't have any thoughts......"
"I still have some." Franka smiled bitterly.
The "man in the mirror" also laughed:
"So, you go on, I won't accompany you."
Hearing this, Franka truly felt that the distance between the two parties was getting closer, and the occult connection was transforming into substance.
A sentence suddenly flashed through her mind:
"Yesterday all died yesterday, and today is born today."
It is also a way to reconcile with the self.
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"The ritual was successful, and the 'Primordial Witch' just stared at it, not knowing what it was waiting for." In a bedroom of the luxury villa, the "magician" lady said to Lumian and Jana, "I'll go change my clothes and come back."
After saying that, she opened an illusory door and walked in.
When she changed back into her long orange dress and returned to Lumian and Jana, Franka, who had examined her condition, also stepped out of the full-length mirror.
Seeing that Franka's eyes were a little bluer and her hair was a little darker and thicker, Jana asked expectantly:
"Your 'immortal' magic potion has also been digested?"
Franka laughed, and the whole room seemed to be a little brighter for it:
"Well, Lumian's analysis of the rules for playing the 'Immortal Witch' should be correct."
Her current temperament remains the same as that of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with life and experience.
The "magician" lady laughed:
"Your promotion speed and digestion speed are enough to make many Major Arcana cards envious."
But not you? Lumian scolded.
"Magician" Ms. continued:
"But don't think about sprinting to the angel person now, you still have a lot to do in the third stage of the sequence.
"The most important of these is the anchor, the anchor of faith.
"If you are not prepared for this, even if you have the magic medicine formula, you are lucky enough to collect the corresponding materials, and the probability of getting out of control when you are promoted is still much greater than not losing control.
"The end is coming, and many previous sequences are easier, but becoming a truly mythical creature is still difficult and dangerous."
"Anchor of faith? Do we need to build our faith and spread it?" Franka read a lot of books and immediately understood what the "magician" lady meant.
If you want to establish a different faith in the kingdom of believing in the true God, you can only sneak around, or go to the southern continent.
Lady "Magician" saw that Lumian was also looking at her, and pondered:
"If you don't mind, the Church of the Fool can make you a saint, assign you a parish, and make you the patron saint of that area, so that you can use the influence of the Church of the Fool and the authority of Mr. Fool to quickly have a group of believers attached to Mr. Fool's followers.
"This is how all Orthodox churches help their angels and saints."
Lumian and Franka looked at each other and said:
"We have no objection."
Ms. "Magician" smiled again:
"Then as soon as possible you design a name that can point to you, five paragraphs, through the messenger to 'judgment.'
"Also, you should be a permanent resident of Trier, right? I asked the Church of the Fools to allocate to you two churches in the Diocese of Trier, well, one more, in the suburbs, so that when the believers pray, you will have the ability to respond, and the more miraculous you are, the more people who believe.
"On the one hand, you yourself have to do something to increase your anchor.
"Okay, I just got promoted, so take a break and think about it seriously tomorrow."
After saying that, the "magician" lady hurriedly left here.
"Take a break first." Lumian turned to Franka.
Although the magic medicine was completely digested, the promotion was a confrontation, and his body, mind and soul were still exhausted.
"Okay." Franka was thinking about it.
The two fell asleep in their respective bedrooms without waiting for night.
Lumian had a dream in which he returned to Kordu Village, where Aurore was waiting for him in the house and packed up a guest room to live in for Franka and Jana.
The alpine grassland was as green as a carpet and full of sunshine, and Lumian was reluctant to wake up for a long time.
When he opened his eyes, the sky was quite dark, making it difficult for him to tell whether it was early morning or evening for a moment.
Lumian turned over and got out of bed and walked to the door, and suddenly, he saw a white paper on the desk, the corner of which was pressed down with an inkwell.
"I don't do this before going to bed......" Lumian was stunned for a moment and looked carefully.
His eyes froze.
There was a line of words on the white paper, and the handwriting was very familiar to him.
That's Auror's handwriting!
Aurore's handwriting...... She became active while I was asleep? What did she write this note to remind her? Lumian came to the desk with dilated pupils and looked at the contents of the paper.
It was a short line of intis:
"Summon a blank paper!"
(End of this chapter)