The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

Chapter 328: Chapter 326: Is This... One Thousand Years Ago?

"Uh..."

Hilia opened her eyes, blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling.

She felt like she had been dreaming for a long, long time, experiencing many wonderful adventures in the dream...

No way!

That wasn’t a dream; that was my life... right?

The girl looked around the completely unfamiliar room, bewildered.

There were many pieces of furniture whose purpose she couldn’t comprehend and a long rectangular... Magic Guide Device? hanging on the wall.

It was blowing cold air.

No, that’s not right; there was no magic power fluctuation, yet it could simulate Ice Magic runes and blow cold air; very mysterious.

But Hilia just noted it casually and then ignored it.

Suddenly appearing in an unfamiliar environment made her more cautious.

She flipped out of bed and tried to summon her Magic Puppet using the Puppet Storage Skill rune, but the Magic Puppet did not appear.

The girl was stunned. She sensed it and discovered that her connection with the Magic Puppet was extremely weak, barely existent, as if she were in the Land of the Far North and the puppet had been taken to the extreme south.

The almost non-existent connection made Hilia even more nervous.

Fortunately, she found she could still use magic.

As she prepared to leave this place to see what was happening, the door opened, and a familiar figure walked in from outside.

"You’re awake."

The girl’s eyes brightened, and she relaxed: "Mr. Rose! It’s good to see you here."

Rose ’froze for a moment’, as if surprised by Hilia’s address; he said: "How do you know my name is Rose?"

Hilia blinked, confused: "Huh?"

A trace of mischief flashed in Rose’s eyes, and he said: "I found you collapsed at my doorstep when I got home from work today, so I brought you in. Are you okay? You’re wearing that outfit, are you cosplaying some character? I don’t think I’ve seen it before."

Hilia: "???"

Rose extended his hand: "I don’t know your name yet; I’m Rose, just call me Rose. There’s no need for ’Mr.’, or you can call me Mr. Rose."

Hilia numbly reached out and shook hands with Rose, feeling the warmth from Rose’s hand, she muttered: "I am Hilia... wait!"

She grabbed Rose’s hand suddenly, "Mr. Rose, you brought me here, didn’t you? I guess this place is a dream, right?"

"Dream? What dream? This is reality. Don’t believe me? Let me pinch you to see if it hurts."

Hilia immediately leaned her face over.

Rose chuckled to himself, reached out, and pinched hard.

"Ouch (ﾉ｀⊿´)ﾉ!"

The girl rubbed her cheek, bewildered, "Is it really not a dream?"

Of course, it is a dream, but a God-crafted dream is not something you can discern with simple means.

A whole day’s preparation was just for you to experience a completely lifelike dream.

"Since you’re awake, where do you live? I’ll take you home."

Hilia looked up, stared at Rose, and suddenly started laughing: "Mr. Rose, stop pretending. You must have brought me here, right? These things I don’t recognize at all... they’re from a thousand years ago, right?"

Rose raised his hand: "Don’t talk nonsense; I just brought you in to rest when I found you fainted at my door. I haven’t done anything to you; since you’re okay, let’s go, unless you want to stay for a meal?"

Hilia walked around the room with her hands behind her back, "Are these all Magic Guide Devices commonly used a thousand years ago? No, without magic power, they can’t be called Magic Guide Devices..."

The girl pointed to an item and asked: "What’s this?"

"It’s a monitor, what’s up?"

"What does it do?"

"It connects to a computer and can access the internet."

Rose walked over and turned on the computer for her; the monitor displayed the desktop.

Hilia blinked, surprised: "A thousand years ago, they managed to simulate a light screen and display scenes without using magic power? That’s impressive!"

"What do you mean a thousand years ago? Are you from a thousand years in the future?"

"Still pretending." The girl pouted, plopped onto a chair, and curiously looked at the keyboard and mouse, "What are these?"

"They operate what’s inside the display screen in front of you; you’ve never used a computer?"

"How could I have used such an ancient relic from a thousand years ago?"

Rose asked with keen interest: "You keep mentioning a thousand years ago, so can you tell me what a thousand years in the future is like? How do they operate computers in the future? Is it thought-controlled?"

Hilia looked up at Rose, pursed lips, "A thousand years in the future, magic power drives runes and directly projects the light screen into the air, carrying such bulky things with you would be exhausting."

Hmph (๑‾᷅^‾᷅๑)!

Since Mr. Rose is interested, I’ll play along with you!

The girl hummed inwardly.

Rose dismissed: "Pfft, empty talk; I say a million years into the future, people directly use brain-machine interfaces to log onto the internet."

Determined to cooperate with Rose’s performance, Hilia snorted cutely and said: "I can show you light screen projection right now."

She used her magic power to activate her bracelet, projecting a screen into the air, displaying a 5v5 battle video sent by her mentor.

Rose’s eyes widened: "Virtual projection? Damn! Are you really from a thousand years in the future?"

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"

Rose was shocked: "Although this is bizarre, as a longtime reader of web novels, this scene feels like it could be a story titled ’What comes from a Thousand Years Ahead’... Can you tell me what technological innovations there are a thousand years in the future? Have humans conquered the universe? Can humans fly and teleport?"

"Humans haven’t conquered the universe, flying... yes, teleportation I don’t know."

Hilia responded perfunctorily, refocusing on the keyboard and mouse in front of her, asking: "How do you use this thing?"

Rose stepped forward, opened a search interface for her, "Just operate it like this, it lets you open software programs, and the keyboard allows you to type; just try typing a few letters and see."

Curiously, Hilia moved the mouse and noticed the cursor moving on the screen, finding it fascinating.

She extended her finger and poked a key on the keyboard, surprised as letters appeared on the screen.

"Do you really have to input text so laboriously just to send someone a message?"

"It’s not laborious; everyone does it this way; I suppose it might seem cumbersome from a thousand years in the future."

Hilia moved the mouse to click on "search", watching the interface change, becoming engrossed in exploring.

Rose smiled slightly, clicked into a certain video website, and played a clip he’d seen before, enlarging the screen.

First to appear were many heroes battling a purple creature, which caught Hilia’s attention.

She watched for a while, frowning slightly, "Is this a battle from a thousand years ago? It seems impressive yet not so impressive; they use magic that can easily destroy such large things, yet they fight like Low-tier Mages; it’s bizarre."

"That’s just a movie montage."

"Movie montage?"

"It seems you’re really from a thousand years in the future. Let’s go; I’ll take you out to see the world outside."

Hilia’s eyes lit up: "Great!"