I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

Bronya thought for a while before typing: [If what you said is true, what are you going to do next? 】

【What else can I do, of course I want to find a way to get my memory back~】

That's what I said, but so far it seems that I haven't found any feasible method, so I can only take a step forward for the time being.

Yan sighed, and put all these troubles behind him: [Stop talking about this, I haven't played games for a long time, let's play two games! 】

[...No, Bu Langya thinks about something else, let's play next time. 】

[Such a coincidence? 】

Yan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't pay much attention: [Then go and do your work. 】

[By the way, do you know what time it is? 】

[Ten o'clock in the evening, what's the matter? 】

Bronya glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen, it was exactly ten o'clock in the evening: 【Nothing. 】

After finishing speaking, Yan saw [Metal Gear Wolf Fang]'s head turned gray, indicating that the other party had gone offline.

To be honest, it was the first time he saw Metal Gear Bu Langya go offline before him. He remembered that in the past, he usually went online earlier than him and went offline later than him, and he was basically online all the time.

Sure enough times have changed.

It's not interesting to play games by yourself, so Ian simply turned off the client, and started to look up ways to restore memory on the Internet.

After all, there are not a few people in this world who suddenly lose their memory like him, and it is even said that there is a high probability that human beings will experience this kind of sudden memory loss in their later years... Wait a minute, isn't he suffering from the early stages of Alzheimer's disease? !

"Appropriate electric shock stimulation can help restore memory?"

Yan frowned, and a vague and slender outline appeared in his mind, which was vaguely familiar.

Since he lost his memory, some inexplicable memory fragments often flashed in his mind, but when he wanted to think about it carefully, he couldn't grasp anything. This feeling was quite uncomfortable.

dong dong dong——!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Yann was slightly taken aback when he heard the voice, and subconsciously looked towards the door, wondering if it could be that maid lady who likes to tease people again?

At this point in time, no one will bother him except Rita.

Ian walked to the door of the room and opened the door.

The imaginary maid's face did not appear in his field of vision, and he only saw a light gray Roman scroll from his perspective.

"Ok?"

Yan lowered his head in surprise, looking at the petite girl who was staring up at him with an expressionless face: "Blow, Nia?"

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The arrival of Bronya was beyond Yan's expectation.

After all, unlike other girls, the relationship between him and Bronya does not seem to be as close as other girls. To be honest, although he has lost his memory and forgotten many things, every time he comes into contact with Kiyana and the others, his body His instinct is always driving him, giving him an urge and desire to get close...and it's not just that simple closeness!

Considering the previous experience with Fu Hua and Rita, I always feel that things are not that simple.

Wait a minute, isn't Bronya's relationship with him... unusual? !

Yaen couldn't help but glanced at the petite girl sitting on the sofa obediently. Her slender and white legs were slightly close together, and her two little hands were quietly placed on her knees. The immature and delicate face under the light showed no expression at all. Rather than saying it is cold, it is better to say it is a typical three-nothing.

—No mouth, no heart, no expression.

She stared straight ahead, her iron-gray eyes were as calm as water, and she didn't know whether she was in a daze or thinking about something.

To say it's cute is of course very cute, Sanwu's character design is quite likable, and the face like a doll is flawless, but...

Yaen involuntarily glanced at the green arc under her small collarbone, slowly rising and falling with her breathing, and outlined a slightly upturned outline.

Judging by her body shape and her baby-fat face, she is obviously underage!

No matter how I say it, I won't... cough cough!

Yan shook his head, suppressed the suspicion in his heart, picked up a cup of black tea, walked over and handed it to her.

This cup of black tea was brought by Rita. It is said that it has health-preserving effects. He doesn't know much about it. Anyway, if it is good for the body, drink it and you're done.

"Bronya, here you are."

Hearing Yan's voice, Bronya raised her little head, stared at him without blinking, and then stretched out her soft little hands to hold the water glass, and whispered thanks: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yan said casually: "Speaking of which, what's the matter with you coming to me so late?"

No matter how much you think about it, it is better to ask directly face to face.

Although he didn't know what kind of state his relationship with Bronya was in, he was already mentally prepared.

At this time and this place, if it is reasonable to replace it with Fu Hua or Rita, I am afraid that he has been ruthlessly pushed down.

"Actually, Bronya wanted to express her gratitude and apology to you for the previous Moonlight Throne incident."

Banya said the words he had prepared, gently put the water glass on his lap, and looked directly at him: "Although, you may have forgotten."

"The Moonlight Throne?"

Yan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help thinking of how Qiyana and the others talked about the collapse of Canghai City a few days ago.

According to them, abnormalities began to appear in their bodies at that time. Whether it was a sudden drop in body temperature or white hair, it was all caused by excessive use of force, so it is speculated that the loss of memory is also likely to be related to that time. related to the incident.

"Yes, at that time, Bronya started to attack her companions because the biochip in her brain was tampered with orders, and she also delayed the time to modify the flight route of the Moonlight Throne."

Bronya said in a flat and unwavering voice: "If it wasn't for Brother Yaen, you stopped the Moonlight Throne, the citizens of Canghai City would most likely suffer from the Honkai attack because of Bronya, or even ...to become a dead man."

"Although Canghai City was spared in the end, Brother Yaen, you..."

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

Yan stretched out a hand and couldn't help complaining: "I'm living a good life now, why do you have the expression and tone that you just sent me flowers?"

"Bronya wants to say that the reason for your memory loss may be related to the incident in Canghai City. If this is the case, Bronya should bear the responsibility for your memory loss."

Bronya stroked her chest with one hand, and explained in a voice without ups and downs, with sincere eyes.

"Even if you say that, I don't really have any impression."

Yan shrugged, with an expression on his face that didn't seem to care: "As for your thanks and apology, I'll just accept it, take responsibility or something...then don't need it."

He glanced at Bronya's petite and slender body, and somehow thought of some subtle plots.

Tsk, recently he can't help but imagine some strange scenes, and he doesn't know what's going on.

"Bronya understands... oops (reading)."

bang bang!

The hand holding the water glass was not steady, and it accidentally fell to the ground. The glass shattered, and the black tea in it splashed onto Bronya's fair calf.

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, you're not hurt."

Yan hurried to Bronya's side, took out a few paper towels and wiped the water splashed on her calf: "I'll get something to clean this up, you don't need to touch the glass shards on the floor, be careful of injury."

Strictly speaking, as Valkyries, it is impossible for them to be injured by this level of incident, but just judging from their soft appearance, people still want to remind people involuntarily.

Although this group of Valkyries really got serious, even monsters like the Honkai Beast could be easily wiped out.

"Okay." Banya nodded slightly, watching Yan's leaving back, his eyes suddenly became serious: "Well, brother Yan, Bronya wants to borrow your computer, can I?"

"of course can."

Yan agreed, and asked casually, "What are you doing with the computer?"

"There is something, Bronya wants to confirm."

Ban Ya subconsciously held down his cell phone and walked to the computer desk.

Although she has confirmed it in her heart, she can't judge the result before the truth is revealed. Although there is the phone number of the sand sculpture friend who recently unfolded various gods in the phone, if all this is really just a coincidence. If there is a misunderstanding, then she hastily called to confirm that it may cause trouble to others.

Yan's computer was not turned off, and the search information about [Restore Memory] was still displayed on the screen. Bronya jumped on the seat, shortened the distance between herself and the computer desk, and held the mouse to minimize the web page.

The computer desktop immediately appeared in front of her eyes, and Bronya found the Steam icon almost at a glance. Her eyes were slightly dim, and she double-clicked to open the client.

As we all know, generally speaking, any account that has logged in to the client will pop up in the form of remembering the account the next time you log in.

So when Bronya opened the game client, the account column clearly showed Yan's game account.

"This account... Sure enough!"

The familiar game account was reflected in the pupils of the eyes, and Bronya instantly confirmed that her guess was correct-the sand sculpture netizen was by my side!

"Huh? Bronya, do you also like playing games?"

Ian didn't know when he finished picking up the glass shards, and walked behind Bronya, with a surprised expression on his face.

He thought that Valkyrie was busy destroying Honkai and saving the world all day, and had nothing to do with online games.

But it's true if you think about it, after all, everyone is still young girls, and it's normal to be interested in things like games, clothing, and cosmetics.

Usually, Kiyana and the others don't always wear that college uniform during the holidays, and occasionally wear some youthful and beautiful little skirts or suspenders, revealing their white and clean calves and delicate arms, showing the girls Their graceful body curves.

With this in mind, Ian no longer struggled.

"Do you need me to lend you my account number? I have a lot of games in it!...Why, why are you looking at me like this all of a sudden?"

Bronya turned around expressionlessly, stared at Yan, and took out the mobile phone with the Houm pendant without saying a word.

Her slender fingers slid across the screen of the phone, and immediately after, Ian heard the notification of an incoming call from his phone.

He held it in front of him with a dazed expression, stared at the big characters [Metal Gear Cloth Wolf Fang] on the screen, and then glanced at Bronya who pointed the phone screen at him. After a long while, he couldn't believe it. He opened his mouth wide.

"He-Metal Gear... cloth wolf teeth!"

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As the saying goes, the world is full of wonders.