Tribute to the Demon King

"...You mean, if I restore my memory, I will no longer have the ability to repent?"

Zhou Yi asked back.

Xuanwu Gaoyue nodded: "Exactly. This will be completely irreversible. Those records will become part of your personality, and even I cannot separate them again. And if you want, I will I can help you delete those records and restore your original personality... Do you need a few days to think about it?"

"That is to say, if you choose the wrong one, you will become a dead file..."

After Zhou Yi confirmed it clearly, he smiled happily: "That's really great."

"……what?"

"I have already promised. They are all my people, and I will not give up any one of them."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Zhou Yi's mouth, but his face became solemn.His voice gradually became abnormal, as if there were many extremely small voices speaking with him at the same time, forming a solemn and humming echo——

"—Because I am the one who bears the will of all warriors, the one that thousands of warriors yearn for!"

This body is the king's land, and the thousands of warriors standing in the king's land are the cornerstones of the kingdom.

When Zhou Yi was the most lonely and miserable, and was repeatedly tortured by the Garan hole in his chest, it was those former heroic spirits who responded to his call one by one and stationed in his heart...

Today's Zhou Yi is no longer the magician Darius Eindsworth Luo who came to this world with only a bunch of inexperienced "memories" like records, but whose personality was as blank as a baby's. But Slott.

Today, he is already a collection of thousands of heroic spirits—and this decision was the last one Zhou Yi made before he lost the memory of his birthday.

"So, I choose to believe in myself."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath and let it out slowly, his gaze fluctuated violently.The light contained in it is very complex.

After a while, he raised his head again.

His gaze has become quiet and flat again.

"That's really nice."

The corners of Xuanwu Gaoyue's mouth raised unconsciously, and she seemed to be very happy, showing a slightly blunt smile: "I don't know what the future will be, but I have seen a lot of 'past'...in the past, I see To the hope of mankind. You are a magician who explores the past, and I don't want you to be killed by me."

"...Then, will you be killed by me?"

Zhou Yi asked suddenly.

Xuanwu Gaoyue paused: "What do you mean?"

"I remember that the reason why you can collect memories that others have forgotten is because you do not extract them from the mind of the person concerned, but from the past recorded by the world."

Zhou Yi stared at Xuanwu Gaoyue calmly: "Then there is a problem here... If your ability to restore skills is not awakened, do you want to experience my memory again?"

"Yes."

Xuanwu Gaoyue nodded calmly: "I have repeated that kind of thing many times... Probably because of this, I have become a little unclear about myself. Are you worried that I will expose your privacy? No Worry, if you don't want to do this, then I won't bring up that part of your memory that you've forgotten."

"...No, that's not what I meant."

Zhou Yi looked at Xuanwu Gaoyue with some confusion: "I just have a premonition. If you see that part of the memory... maybe you will die."

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Xuanwu Gaoyue blinked slightly, and stretched out her hand calmly: "It doesn't matter. If something like that happens, I will try my best to import your forgotten memories back. How? Are you ready?"

...Is this man completely indifferent to his own death?

Zhou Yi took a deep breath.

He has no memories of his own, so it is equivalent to not feeling the existence of "self".

Therefore, he can only passively accept everything that has happened without resistance... This is probably the reason why he is similar to Gan Ye.

But the difference is that he can't do the same, accept and then return something else.

Because Xuanwu Gaoyue has always been just a newborn baby.His ego was blank, like a machine that could only respond to what was going on around him.

Gathering other people's memories, Satsuki is filled with nothingness inside himself.

Zhou Yi, who reproduced the records of others and carried the will of thousands of warriors.

"...What a wonderful encounter."

The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth rose slightly: "Did you see two opposite spirals in just one month..."

After laughing, he let out a deep breath with some uneasiness in his heart, and nodded slowly.

Then, with great willpower, he controlled his urge to escape, and whispered:

"I've, best prepared everything."

"Then, let's relive your memories."

Xuanwu Gaoyue's emotionless, metronome-like voice rang in Zhou Yi's ears.

No hypnosis aids, no "look into my eyes" or "look at this blob" cues.The moment Zhou Yi relaxed his defenses a little, he felt his body suddenly freeze, and a heterogeneous air that reminded him of Wang Tu, but with completely different details surrounded him.

Feeling Xuanwu Gaoyue's voice soaking into his body like cold and greasy oil, Zhou Yi felt that the touch from his body became weaker and weaker.The sleepiness that was like a feeling of drunkenness that was several times stronger but without the feeling of dizziness entangled his consciousness.

Before his vision completely fell into darkness, Zhou Yi subconsciously launched the final engraving.

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