Reborn as a short-lived loli who can only live for three years

Chapter 294 Traces

As promised, Ibiru waited outside the potion garden.

"Finally out? Come with me." Ibiruer smiled and walked in front to lead the way.

"Where?"

"Let's go to a place where there's no one. You don't want our conversation to be overheard by others, right? Hurry up and follow me."

Ivy had no choice but to follow behind.

They walked on the street, taking in the scenery along the way. The semester was over, and most students had already left school for the holidays. There were few people on the street, making it particularly quiet.

The wind blew through the treetops without sound, and the fallen leaves underfoot made no sound. Ivy took a few steps upward into the air and returned to the original plane.

They turned left and right, and Ibiruel in front of them finally stopped. In Ivy's sight, they were still on an empty street.

But the end has come.

"Please sit anywhere." Ibiruer waved his hand, and the illusion of the college street suddenly disappeared, revealing the real scene.

It’s an interior scene with a very lively feel, probably a room on the first floor of an apartment building, where Ibiruel lives.

Ivy found a place to sit down, moving calmly.

"You don't look surprised at all."

"..."

Evie suspected that Teacher Ruby took her for a fool.

Or maybe Teacher Ruby has always been so arrogant.

The illusion they had casually created could only be used to deceive passers-by and ensure that no one was following them. However, the process of creating it did not avoid Ivy at all. With just a little use of magic to investigate, she would know that they were in an illusion.

"Why didn't you go to the dance?" Evie asked.

Ibilul raised an eyebrow.

"Just asking directly? Do you want something to drink? And... this question has been asked before."

"That's not really an answer."

Ibiruel walked around the room, and after a while, she brought two glasses of water and sat opposite Ivy.

The two looked at each other.

After a brief silence, Ibiruer spoke up: "Why do you think I must attend the dance?"

Before the conversation could get started, Ruby chose to play dumb.

Ivy looked out the window. This place was not far from the activity campus.

She had just cast a location marking magic, so her companions should be coming to pick her up soon. If the deal was not reached in the end, she would be able to escape unscathed.

So Ivy planned to get straight to the point and expose Ibiru's identity.

"Because you are a gardener, and you want to test my identity at the ball."

"You should have been assigned this task." Ivy guessed.

Ibiru picked up the water cup and slowly put it down. She looked at the steam floating on the rim of the cup and suddenly smiled: "How did you know? Is it really like Kutar suspected... that you are a time traveler?"

Rick, the puppet, also inherited the surname of the Kutar family.

"You have to answer my question first."

Ivy asked for a long time but didn't get an answer. She didn't know what Ibiru was talking about.

"Ouch."

A powerful illusionary magic rushed towards him, and Ivy felt a sense of oppression.

Ibiruer continued, "You have revealed your identity in front of the gardener. Do you think you still have the right to negotiate on an equal footing? I can make the decision on my own and kill you, the little traitor."

There was indeed a cold murderous intent in her eyes, and she always meant what she said.

But Ivy didn't panic. Instead, she sighed.

"I should have asked you for a signal."

"What's the secret code?"

"It's a code for friendly relations." Ivy glanced at her. "I've obviously helped you a lot, but you're totally unaware of it."

"Huh? Is this your trick to be mysterious? Then tell me, what did you do to help me?"

Ibiru's curiosity was successfully aroused, but she seemed determined that no matter what Ivy said, she would not believe it.

Ivy looked at the water in the cup and said calmly, "In the second round, you cried and begged me to go back ten years to save Pukulia's daughter."

……

Ibiru stopped smiling.

Obviously, the content sounded a little outrageous, such as it was impossible for her to cry and beg a poor child, but she did not choose to correct it.

"Xiu...Pukuria's daughter, what's wrong?"

"She was killed. The teacher seemed to regret not catching up, so she sealed Elke's soul in a flower and talked to herself while holding the flower pot every day."

Ibiruer laughed: "That seems like something she would do, and then what?"

Ivy always felt that this guy was getting information for free, but he never answered his questions.

"Then the teacher used black magic to cultivate the seeds of the flower spirits and resurrected Elq."

"But after resurrecting, Elq acted like a madman. The teacher could only restrict her actions. She became more and more dissatisfied. In addition, the flowers she cultivated were about to wither."

"Anyway, she went berserk and almost killed the teacher. She almost killed me, too."

"Then……"

Ibiru interrupted her.

"Then, let me guess... Pukulia didn't dare to revive her little ancestors because they had accumulated too much pain. She chose to let Elq go. She thought things would get better, but it didn't."

It hasn't gotten better at all.

Elq is an inner demon and an obsession. After her soul dissipated, a part of Pukulia's soul was also missing.

Life has become gray and I can no longer find any motivation to live.

Ivy was a little dazed.

"you guessed right."

How did you guess that?

The question was probably written all over her face, so Ibiluer didn't wait for her to ask and took the initiative to answer: "On the day we reconciled, she said she had a dream. In the dream... her little ancestor died."

Dream……

The world after the restart is full of traces of the previous game.

Ivy understood this sentence again.

"This is a sign of the second round."

"But." Ibiru held his chin with one hand, smiling, "I asked you to go back to ten years ago? You weren't even born then, and you should have drafted a lie before you lied."

"?"

Ivy felt as if he was being laughed at for no apparent reason.

It was clearly Ibiru's own bad idea, but she had no memory of it.

"You also think this request is outrageous? But this is your idea." Ivy once again put on the aura of a time traveler, "I said I couldn't go back that long, but seeing that you persisted in begging me, I agreed to help you save the teacher's daughter."

"You went back to ten years ago?" Ibiruer didn't believe it.

Ivy herself didn't believe it.

"No, but I have another idea."

She didn't know the principle behind it either, so she could only talk nonsense based on the evidence given by Ibiru in the second round: "I made the teacher's obsession go back to ten years ago, just like the dream she had."

"Teacher Pukulia doesn't need me to save her. She can save herself."

Ibiru lowered her eyes.

“Now, as you can see…” Ivy felt confident of victory. “She succeeded.”