There was continuous drizzle in the sky, as if the whole world was immersed in gloom.

Diluk possessed the Eye of God at a young age, which was a gift. However, when he faced the dragon that destroyed the world, he couldn't help feeling powerless.

Although the self in the memory tried his best to attack, he was unable to hurt the dragon at all. Instead, he was severely whipped by its tail and fell to the ground in a mess.

Faced with this scene, Diluk was powerless and could only silently watch those fragments of memory...

Suddenly, he saw his father slowly stand up, tightly grasping the image of himself in his memory and protecting it behind him.

“Stand back, Diluk, leave this to me.”

"But, father..." I stopped talking halfway. I saw the dark red object in my father's hand emitting an ominous light.

"Father, this is..." I asked in confusion in my memory, but the man did not respond.

At this moment, waves of dazzling red light surged like a tide and surrounded Diluk's father tightly.

The mysterious object in his hand also instantly emitted an extremely powerful, heart-pounding dark energy wave, which quickly spread along the man's arm to every part of his body like a poisonous snake.

"Wait, father, stop!" Diluk shouted anxiously.

Although he knew very well in his heart that he was just in memory and his father could not see him or hear his words at all.

But at this moment, the complex emotions that had been deeply buried in his heart could no longer be suppressed and broke out completely like a volcanic eruption.

As the man slowly raised his arm, with countless strange and unknown magic arrays constantly gathering and merging in his palm, a terrifying red energy beam with earth-shaking power suddenly shot out from his palm and hit the dragon's extremely hard chest with lightning speed, instantly tearing a shocking huge wound on it.

As the beam gradually dissipated, the object in the man's hand showed no signs of stopping releasing energy. On the contrary, it seemed to have its own consciousness, continuously gushing out powerful energy fluctuations.

These energies seemed to have vitality, and they continuously flowed like a tide, tightly wrapping the man's body...

The scene in his memory flashed in his mind. He clearly remembered that he was standing there, watching his father clenching something in his hand, then kneeling on his knees, looking up at the sky, and wailing in pain.

However, unexpectedly, not long after, the man slowly stood up and let out a creepy laugh. At this moment, his eyes became abnormally red, revealing a strange light.

It was also at this time that the self in my memory finally understood.

It turns out that my father is actually using the evil eye! And now, he has obviously suffered the backlash of the evil eye's power...

In my memory, I looked at my father who was pressing me step by step, with tears of despair in my eyes.

"Father……"

However, it was this shout that awakened the man's remaining sanity.

“Diluk… no…!” There was another wailing sound, and the man shouted in pain. At this moment, all the muscles in his body were cramping.

"So, I'm just a test subject..."

The man used all his strength to pull out the sword from his waist and handed it to Diluk.

"Hurry, Diluk, kill me while I'm still conscious..." The man's voice was full of determination and helplessness.

"But..." Diluk burst into tears. He couldn't bring himself to kill his father.

However, when he saw his father's determined eyes, he understood that this was his father's last dignity - he would rather die than become a monster.

Diluk tightly grasped the sword in his hand, tears kept flowing, but his eyes became extremely firm.

In my memory, I walked towards my father step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on Diluk's heart.

Finally, he raised the sword and pointed it at his father's chest.

"Father, I'm sorry..." he whispered, then swung his sword down with force.

As the sword blade cut into his body, a smile of relief appeared on the man's face.

In the heavy rain, he hugged his father's body and burst into tears.

At this moment, he lost the person he loved most, but at the same time he also understood that some things are more important than life.

However, at this moment, another wave of dizziness hit Diluk, and he felt dizzy, as if the whole world was shaking. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

He found himself in the office of the Knights, and the self in his memory was angrily slamming the desk in front of him and cursing at the Knights' superiors in front of him.

"Why! Why!" Diluk heard his own voice echoing in the air, filled with endless grief and questioning. "Why don't you investigate this matter thoroughly? This evil eye is so dangerous, how can you just leave it alone!!"

In my memory, my eyes were wide open, staring at the person in front of me, but the other person seemed indifferent and even acted as if he didn't care.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Diluc." The man said slowly, "But we have already discussed it. Regarding your father's death, it concerns the reputation and reputation of our entire Knights in Mondstadt..."

"So?" Diluk interrupted him. "You're just going to treat this as an accident? You're saying that the road was slippery due to rain, the carriage lost control, and my father died in this so-called 'car accident'? This is ridiculous!"

After saying that, the me in my memory could no longer suppress the rage burning in my heart, so I raised my hand and slapped the other person hard, loudly and heavily, with all my strength.

"Yes! All you think about is this so-called reputation and fame!" He roared angrily, his voice echoing in the air as if it was going to break through the clouds.

"But do you know? I... I watched him die in front of my own eyes! Can you understand that feeling? Ah? You heartless guy!!!" His eyes gradually became moist and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

After saying that, the self in his memory had a determined look in his eyes, and without any hesitation, he took off the medal of the Order of the Knights, which he had always worn on his chest, which he regarded as a treasure and was proud of. He held the medal tightly, and then used all his strength to smash it hard against the desk in front of him.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the medal hit the hard table and bounced to the ground, but the man didn't even look at it, as if this item that once symbolized honor and loyalty had become worthless.

Then, he straightened his body and said righteously: "Since you choose to treat me like this, don't blame me. I will investigate it myself! Give my father a clear name!"

After saying this, he turned around and left without looking back, walked out of the gate of the Knights with firm steps, and merged into the endless darkness without any nostalgia. At this moment, his back looked lonely and determined, as if the whole world could not stop his determination to pursue the truth.

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