He spoke up, "This is the era of Ancient Britain where King Arthur exists. Recently, a large number of transmigrators have appeared across various eras."
"I think you should also be here as a transmigrator."
"But why, after transmigrating, you are also in the Imaginary World, that's something I don't really understand."
Actually, while Alvin was speaking, a vague guess had already formed in his mind.
Perhaps not all transmigrators, after transmigrating, would directly descend upon Ancient Britain.
Take Tiamat for example. She was simply far too special. If this primordial mother goddess were to appear in Ancient Britain, it would very likely cause the collapse of human order, or even history itself.
Of course, there was no way he could say something like that out loud. It would be way too damn hurtful.
At this moment, he saw Tiamat holding the small notebook up in front of Alvin with both hands.
[If my true body leaves this place, I will be unable to control my own power. I may become a monster that has lost its sanity.]
[Perhaps that is why, after I transmigrated, this 'planet' also confined me to the Imaginary World,] Tiamat wrote.
Alvin froze for a moment and could not help but take another look at the woman in front of him, who seemed somewhat airheaded.
From beginning to end, her expression did not change at all. Even when mentioning being targeted by this planet, or rather, by the planetary will 'Gaia,' Tiamat did not show the slightest trace of hatred.
In the Britain Alvin had experienced, Morgan would feel jealousy because King Arthur possessed both the country and Alvin at the same time. Artoria would also have various negative human emotions.
At the end of the day, as long as one was "human," there would be intense emotional fluctuations.
Yet on Tiamat, Alvin could not see even the slightest emotional ripple.
Even when talking about being exiled, she still responded with a very ordinary mindset.
Was it the rationality brought about by the divinity of a primordial mother goddess or had she already grown so tired that she no longer even felt hatred or anger?
[Are you afraid that I will leave the Imaginary World and affect your country?]
At this time, Tiamat wrote again in the small notebook.
'Isn't that a bit too straightforward? At least soften it a little,' Having grown used to the roundabout ways of the human world, Alvin felt somewhat unaccustomed now that he was facing Tiamat's straight ball.
[My true body is still in a state of slumber. As long as it is not awakened, 'I' will not leave this world,] Tiamat wrote.
Alvin's thoughts stirred. He suddenly seemed to recall something and said, "Speaking of which, your true body should be that enormous being outside, right? Then what is the one standing in front of me right now?"
Tiamat's true body was far too massive, and her entire being was filled with ominous aura. Alvin had already noticed this earlier when he approached her.
However, the Mama Tiamat in front of him looked almost exactly like a "human." Whether it was her figure or her appearance, there was no difference from a human at all.
If there was any difference, it was probably the pair of horns on her head, and the faint magical aura she gave off that was completely different from that of a magus.
[My spiritual body,] Tiamat wrote.
In the past, Tiamat had always slept in the Imaginary World. On one hand, she was being targeted by this planet. On the other hand, she herself was unwilling to destroy this planet, so she sealed herself away.
She drifted like this through the Imaginary World with no sky and no earth, sleeping through the long passage of time.
However, after transmigrating, Tiamat awakened immediately, but not her true body. Instead, it was a spiritual body condensed from magical energy.
[Do you want to go back?]
At this moment, Tiamat continued.
Alvin's thoughts shifted slightly as he asked, "You know how to leave this place?"
Tiamat gently nodded.
This woman did not lack the knowledge of how to leave the Imaginary World. She simply knew that, as a Beast, once she left the Imaginary World, she would cause great trouble to the living beings of this planet, which was why she continued to restrain herself.
Tiamat wrote and drew in the small notebook, then handed it to Alvin to look at.
[If you want to leave now, I can send you out.]
If he really could leave, Alvin would naturally be more than happy.
But…
"What about you?", Alvin suddenly asked, "Will you continue sleeping?"
Tiamat gently nodded.
[Leaving here would cause trouble for everyone.]
"If your true body stays here, does that mean your spiritual body can't leave either?", Alvin asked.
Tiamat gently shook her head and lightly placed one hand in front of her full chest. In that instant, her figure seemed to become much more illusory.
[My spiritual body is condensed from magical energy. After leaving the Imaginary World, without the magical energy supply from my true body, this spiritual body will quickly dissipate.]
'In other words, she has to receive a constant supply of magical energy in order to maintain this spiritual body?'
Alvin sighed softly in his heart, 'No wonder that even though she can split off a spiritual body, she has never left the Imaginary World.'
Clearly filled with curiosity about the outside world, yet she kept restraining herself because of the "danger" of her true body.
And Tiamat probably never imagined that even with such restraint, in the end she would still become an obstacle to the progress of human order, and ultimately disappear completely from this world.
Seeing Alvin fall silent, Tiamat handed him the small notebook with the written words.
[Come with me.]
She was going to take Alvin away from this place.
The Imaginary World was far larger than imagined. Even with an immense amount of magical energy as support, after flying for two days, Alvin still had not seen the exit.
Fortunately, both Alvin and Tiamat had vast magical energy to rely on, and Alvin was not in a hurry.
Because along the way, Tiamat asked him quite a few questions.
In Alvin's view, these were all very basic things.
For example, what Ancient Britain she was now in looked like, or what the future real world was like, and whether the gods still existed.
It was clear that she was full of curiosity and longing for the outside world. Alvin told Tiamat everything he could answer, as thoroughly as possible.
By the third day, Tiamat stopped asking questions and instead looked up ahead.
In fact, the Imaginary World did not really have exits or entrances, but it did have regions that were tightly connected to the "real world," the areas closest to reality.
As long as one reached that region and opened a spatial gate, one could naturally leave.
Tiamat crossed her arms in front of her chest and gently closed her eyes.
Her red lips parted slightly, revealing a cute little fang.
"Aaaaa—"
The moment the singing began, the Imaginary World seemed to tremble faintly.
At the same time, in a corner of the space ahead, a spatial gate quietly opened.
Tiamat turned her head to look at the youth behind her, the expression on her face softening a little.
"Aaa (Go)."
Alvin nodded gently, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and said, "Why are you willing to help me?"
"By all logic… shouldn't you really hate humans?"
Tiamat gently shook her head, [You are not human.]
[And there is a very familiar scent on you.]
In a certain sense, the white dragon had already stepped beyond the category of humans, and it was precisely because of this that Merlin had thought of sending Alvin to Avalon.
"Humans" could not set foot in Avalon, but mythical creatures could.
'A very familiar scent… could it be the authority of [Innate Charm]?'
Alvin's thoughts stirred, but before he could think any further, he saw Tiamat hold up the small notebook again, [Go. In a little while, the 'gate' will close.]
Alvin slightly gathered his thoughts, nodded faintly, and turned to head toward the spatial gate.
Behind him, Tiamat, condensed from magical energy, quietly watched him.
When she saw Alvin's figure gradually become enveloped by the radiance of the spatial gate, those crimson eyes that had just been clear and bright immediately dimmed.
She lowered her head slightly. She looked less like a primordial mother goddess, and more like a lonely, aggrieved girl.
The white dragon was an extremely special kind of being. He could keenly sense fluctuations in others' magical energy, and even changes in emotion.
Thus, the instant he stepped into the spatial gate, Alvin irritably scratched his head.
"This is such a pain."
From Tiamat's perspective, the Imaginary World went year after year without a single living being. After finally having someone to talk to, she now had to personally send him away.
And after that, she would have to return to her true body and once again fall into a long slumber.
This "mother" appeared gentle on the outside, but was actually somewhat airheaded. Even when wronged, she would hide it in her heart.
At her core, she was really just a little girl, except her identity had granted her power enough to make everyone fear her.
The light of the spatial gate gradually dimmed. Tiamat silently withdrew her gaze. Although it was only a very short time, being able to see a person again in the Imaginary World after so long, and even talk about many new things she had never known, already made her very happy.
"I can actually help you a bit."
At this moment, a hand suddenly landed on her head.
Tiamat instinctively looked up, only to discover that Alvin, who should have already left, had somehow returned. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Your spiritual body can leave here with me for now. As for the supply of magical energy, just leave that to me."
Tiamat's eyes lit up at first, but quickly dimmed again.
After all, she was a primordial mother goddess. Even the magical energy required to maintain just a spiritual body was not something an ordinary magus could provide.
Seeming to know what Tiamat was thinking, Alvin explained, "My magical energy definitely can't compare to your true body, but with my white dragon core, supplying magical energy to a spiritual body is not difficult."
"Don't you want to go out and see the outside world?"
Let the white dragon provide the magical energy, and take this chance to secretly sneak out and relax a bit?
Tiamat's eyes sparkled brightly. She was clearly tempted.
[Won't it cause you trouble?], The expectation in this sentence was unmistakable.
'Oh, it definitely will. If Lily and Morgan find out I'm hiding a beauty in secret, the next time you see me I'll probably be in the basement,' Alvin smiled, "How could it? I have quite a bit of say in this country."
As Alvin spoke, he reached out his hand toward Tiamat.
Tiamat froze for a moment. She did not respond immediately, but cautiously observed the youth's expression, a trace of unease in her heart.
She wanted to leave this place, yet she was also afraid of seeing disgust or other negative emotions on Alvin's face.
In the Mesopotamian myths of the past, almost every god harbored that kind of revulsion toward her.
But very quickly, an unusual light could not help but appear in Tiamat's beautiful eyes.
As a primordial mother goddess, Tiamat's perception was incredibly sharp. She could keenly sense changes in a person's emotions.
And at this very moment, from Alvin, she could not sense any dislike or disgust at all.
Alvin's actions truly came from his sincerity.
After a long while, the guard in her heart slowly lowered, and she gently took Alvin's hand.
[What should I do so that you can supply me with magical energy?]
Immediately after, she handed him the words written in the small notebook.
However, the youth who had been calm just a moment ago now became a bit shy.
"Magical energy transfer usually can only be done through special methods. This is something Morgan taught me before, but this method might be a bit disrespectful to you."
Alvin used his thumb and index finger to gesture a very small distance.
Tiamat tilted her head, her clear, translucent crimson eyes looking at him in confusion.
"It's a light touch between lips. That way, the magical energy on me can be transferred to you. After that, you can link with me and form a special circuit."
Alvin looked up and said tactfully, "It might be a little disrespectful to you—"
Before he could finish speaking, a plump, sexy body suddenly drew close. As a faint, elegant fragrance filled his nose, soft lips quietly pressed against Alvin's.
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