Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 811: Chapter 257: When the Soul-Continuing Incense Burns Out, I Shall Leave_4

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“For many years, I was confused as to why the ‘Stamp’ never sent the letter out again. It wasn’t until these past few years that I gradually woke up. It’s not that the letter wasn’t sent out, but that when it brought us together that year, it exhausted all its energy…Wow, doesn’t that mean, once the ‘Stamp’ has energy again, you can send a letter to me? Send it to the eighteen-year-old me? Hahaha… Thinking about this, I suddenly don’t feel sad anymore… Mmm, I’m actually looking forward to it.”

“Time is passing faster and faster. Although I don’t want to admit it, the fact is that I’ve aged quite a bit, and I always feel weak after going on a long trip… I feel that in a few more years, I won’t be able to go around looking for you. I’ve sent the descendants in the family with the ‘Great Sword’ to all the major cities, if you see it, remember to come see me soon, I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait for you…”

“This year marks the seventieth year since we parted…”

“Time flies so fast, it seems like just a blink of an eye, and this year is already the eighty-first year since we separated…”

“I was reminded by the descendants in the family that this year is my hundredth birthday. Gosh, I can’t believe I’m this old. But every time I write a letter, I still feel like I’m the Miss Anne that Mr. Sunny knew… Mmm, my birthday wish is still to see you.”

“Time really is amazing; it makes me forget a lot of memories, but it also lets some memories settle and become even more mellow….”

“Oh, I’ve finally understood the secret of time. Every time I think back, I still feel so fortunate that I met the handsomest you at my most beautiful age~”

“The detective I hired said he found you! I’ve also finally understood everything, understood the meeting time you didn’t mention that year, it turns out to be a hundred years later… Life is really wonderful…”

“I haven’t left these letters to make you sad. But to let you know that my life has been very happy because of your presence, and I have no regrets. I also want to tell you that when writing letters, I often feel like you are by my side. And reading these letters, do you also feel like I am by your side? Hahaha, if so, haven’t we accompanied each other for a lifetime? But from now on, it’s just you alone, so take care~ Oh, by the way, I introduced you to a beautiful girl; she’s really nice~”

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There were many letters, yet Leonard Churchill read them earnestly, word by word.

These letters spanned a full hundred years.

Every bit and piece within them was filled with deep longing.

Only after reading these letters did Leonard Churchill realize that a person really can love someone with whom they have no contact, year after year, through longing and memories.

Not a single letter was sent, but that silly girl kept on writing foolishly.

She thought, just as before, that the ‘Stamp’ might help her send these letters to Sunny.

And she awaited replies countless times.

But was disappointed countless times.

Even though she never received a single reply,

She persisted in writing.

Even though the years changed, she was still the innocent and kind girl from his memories.

Even the tone of her letters never changed.

She had glimpsed some secrets of time, fearful that the “Sunny” who received her letters wouldn’t remember her.

She used to write nearly every day.

Latterly, every few days, every dozen days… now months apart.

But never more than a year.

Almost every year, Vera Williams would write a letter on the fixed date of June 8th.

Because that was the day they parted a hundred years ago.

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After what seemed like a long while, Leonard Churchill finished reading these letters and took a deep breath.

Each letter was like the girl speaking intimately into his ear.

Though they were all ordinary words of longing, they soothed the soul as if the sadness was still there, but now it was gentler and more profound.

In the letters, she recounted her entire life.

Leonard Churchill may have been a century late, but it felt like he had witnessed every detail of her growth through the years.

These letters, too, would be revisited by Leonard Churchill over and over in the many years to come.

As said in the letters, the two of them, through this method, accompanied each other across time and space.

“Silly girl…”

As Leonard Churchill was lost in his emotions, the secret of time also gradually became clear before his eyes.

He knew that these letters were an invaluable gift from Vera Williams to him.

Some of her insights into the secret of time were hidden between the lines.

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Leonard Churchill’s thoughts also instantly moved to that question.

Since the “Super Spacetime Postage Stamp” allowed him to traverse time and space,

then,

if the stamp could be used again in the future, or if I could uncover the secrets of time, would I go back to see her?

Definitely!

That thought flashed through Leonard Churchill’s mind.

Suddenly, a flicker of enlightenment struck him, and he spoke to a certain point in the Void as if speaking to himself inexplicably, “So, you’re here, but I can’t see you?”

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Leonard Churchill felt that if he truly possessed the power to traverse time in the future, he would definitely visit this point in time to see himself who had just touched upon the secret of time.

So, am I and my future self looking at each other right now?

For a long time.

He didn’t get a response from “the future me.”

Leonard Churchill’s gaze was profound and puzzled.

It seemed like some cognitive dissonance had occurred.

He couldn’t understand some things that were beyond his current knowledge.

So,

what exactly is the essence of time?

Is it like a storybook that has already been written?

After mastering the power of the Time Rule, can you turn to the page you want to see, whenever you like?

It’s like Vera Williams’ life has ended, and her story is over.

But if you turn back the pages, she is still there.

What about myself?

Is it still an unfinished storybook, only to be fixed once it’s written?

Or is the protagonist of this storybook always the “universe,” never changing with individual will?

Countless thoughts in his mind became more and more complex.

Leonard Churchill knew that these were higher-dimensional things he currently couldn’t comprehend.

The supreme Law of Time would take a very, very long time to comprehend.

He definitely couldn’t figure it out now.

But Vera Williams’ letters, they were like a hammer that opened a hole in his cognitive barrier.

Light shone through it.

That beam of light was very faint.

But it had never been as dazzling as at this moment.

In the Dark, it showed one the scenery from up high.

Leonard Churchill felt more than ever that humans were really insignificant.

And ignorant.

It was like when he was chatting with Master Merlin before, Leonard Churchill had learned a concept: that even the Universe Law humans can touch, and the five senses can “perceive,” accounts for only less than five percent.

The world you see is always just the world of your limited knowledge.

When you elevate your cognition, the world in your eyes is completely different.

And the significance of being Transcendent lies in, bit by bit, peering into those Universe’s secrets that have always been there.

Before he knew it, Leonard Churchill had fallen into a wondrous state of contemplative thought.