Three Good Salary Kings Stand on the Ark

Like the smell from a quietly burning flame, it is warm and restrained.

He felt a gentle touch on his cheek, as if someone had gently brushed his face.

Is it an illusion?

He looked around, obviously there were only the three of them in this room, but he felt as if he had encountered an old friend.

"What's wrong? Master Ashes?"

The fire-proof girl asked with a smile, she looked towards Ashes, and after asking her to eliminate her own existence, Clara gently stroked Ashes' face, showing a complicated look on her face.

The stupid apprentice who used to be stupid, but has gone through so many things, he became the salary king and threw himself into the initial furnace, continuing for the world for thousands of years.

But he was reborn as an ashes again, fighting for that decayed world again, maybe there really is a destiny in this world.

Withdrawing her hand, Clara stepped aside, and after a glance with the Fireproof Woman, her figure completely disappeared.

She returned to the place where she should be, the last residence of the people abandoned by the times, and the paradise of escapers.

There are many, many others out there, waiting for the right time when they will see the light of day again.

"Just now, there was a familiar feeling, as if..."

Ashes was at a loss for words for a while, the adventure on the Rhodeland continent was too long ago, and he couldn't find that feeling from his complicated memories for a while.

"It seems to have met an old friend."

"is it?"

The fire-proof girl stepped forward, lightly took Ashes' hand, clasped it in front of her chest, and said, "Then why don't you wait a little longer, maybe one day you will remember it?"

Her smile was gentle, and the temperature from her palm slowly spread, Ashes nodded, no longer thinking about it.

Don't worry, time will give all the answers, and ashes have plenty of time.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Shirtel was eating ice cream, but she felt two eyes focused on her. When she turned her head, she found that Ashes and Fireproof Girl were looking directly at her.

This startled her, and she thought that she was going to press herself again, and the hand holding the ice cream spoon trembled a little, but fortunately, the two of them didn't mean it.

"What caused Shirtel's situation? She shouldn't be in a coma for no reason."

"About this... let's start with this sword." The fire-proof woman walked aside, picked up the Levadin of Shirtel, squeezed her hand a little harder, and flames ignited on the sword again.

But just like Levadin stayed in Ashes' hands, it was as docile as a kitten when it was held by the fire-proof woman. The tongue of fire gently licked her fingertips, and the temperature enough to burn through gold and stone was restrained.

"Master Ashes should have also discovered that there is a fragment of a spiral sword inside this sword."

"That's right." Ashes nodded, he had noticed this the first time he met Lewadin, otherwise Shirtel wouldn't have been able to summon Ashes with a random thrust.

"The Age of Fire was ended by you, but it left behind a lot of things. Most things fell asleep because there was no flame, but some things still maintained their own existence and merged with the new world."

"what do you mean..."

"Well, Miss Stelter said that she has no memory after waking up, only this sword and her name, the great sword with the fragments of the spiral sword, the king's soul that is silent in Xista, and her reaction to the flames, all of this It became clear."

"Miss Shirtel must have been influenced by the king's soul. In other words, she was born because of flames. Did Miss Shirter attract the fragments of the spiral sword, or did the fragments of the spiral sword attract the flames that created Shirtel?" Miss Tell, we don't know about that."

The fire-fighting girl was doing the job of explaining conscientiously, and as the protagonist, Shier Teer also listened quietly.

She remembered the things she had just seen in her soul. So, maybe she is also some kind of devil?

She thought about the three demons in the cave, and shuddered, forget it, that kind of ugly thing is still not sensitive.

"And there is also a small piece of the king's soul left in Miss Shiertel's body, but the harm is not serious, and it will not affect the body of the king's soul."

The fireproof girl put down Levadin, took a few steps forward and approached Shirtel, and gently poked her lower abdomen with her hand.

With the light touch of her fingertips, Shirtel's body began to burn again, and the small king soul fragments started the salary king mode for her, but this salary king mode was far worse than Ashes'.

Shirtel lowered her head, she could clearly feel the small fireball, warm and scalding.

"Then... can my memory be retrieved?"

Shirtel learned about her origin from the fire prevention woman, but she still didn't know why she lost her memory, so she hurriedly asked.

She was full of anticipation. Since she woke up, she had been running around looking for her own memories. The fragments in her mind were too messy, and she didn't know which one belonged to Shirtel.

Reach out and lightly tap again to let the king soul fragments in Shirtel's body settle down, but the fireproof girl showed some hesitation at this time.

It's clear she knows something, but it's not clear if she should tell Stelter.

"About memory.... Ms. Steele, the answer may not be so satisfactory?"

"...I'm prepared." The girl was silent for a moment, then raised her head and said.

Today she has to get the answer no matter what, she has been searching for it for so long, and now the truth is in front of her eyes, how can she give up this opportunity?

"Okay." Seeing her insistence, the Fireproof Girl nodded and told her what she had deduced.

"Since ancient times, the flame has been closely related to the soul. The stronger the soul is, the closer its nature will be to the flame. Therefore, the flame will also carry the soul, that's for sure."

"And on this land, there is an existence called Origin Stone. Its properties are quite different from flames, but it has a similar effect. I have collected some rumors. Some people say that after death, the soul will merge into a sheet composed of Origin Stone. In the big net that has become, that's right."

"The Demon King of Sarkaz is passed on by relying on this attitude. The memory of each generation is stored in the source stones and supplied to the next generation of inheritors."

The Fireproof Girl spoke unhurriedly, and the taboo secret about Sarkaz was lightly revealed in her mouth. If Kelsey was here, she would definitely be shocked, because this is a secret that the Demon King must never let out.

"But..." She changed the subject.

"Whether it's flames or origin stones, they are all other people's souls, other people's memories, but I haven't found any memories that belong to you in Miss Shirtle's body."

"In other words, Miss Steele, you don't have anything called the past, you were born that way."

Chapter 370 Year: It feels like something has been taken away!

"I, didn't I have a past?"

Shirtel was stunned for a moment, and then repeated what the fire prevention girl said.

Before she got the answer, she guessed many kinds of results, but she never expected it to be like this.

She thought that she should have a life, but she lost him, but it doesn't matter, as long as she finds it again, won't it be all right?

She is so strong, and Terra is so big that she can go anywhere. If she can't find it in one year, it will be ten years, and if she can't find it in ten years, it will be 100 years. She has some confidence in her lifespan.

She has been to many places, but she has not found clues to her past memories, but it doesn't matter, doesn't she still have many places that she hasn't been to yet?Maybe the next place will have it.

While thinking about his past, Shirtel was looking for it, but was suddenly told today that you don't need to look for it, because that thing never existed.

A huge sense of emptiness surged in her heart, wrapping her up almost instantly, and she felt as if a piece of her heart had been dug out.

"Yes, I, but..."

She wanted to say something, but didn't know how to organize the words.

If she admitted it, wouldn't all her searching since she woke up become a joke?

"Although it may be difficult to accept, it is the truth." The fire-proof woman sighed softly, she had expected it to be like this, "I can't make mistakes about the soul, please accept the reality, Shirtel Miss."

Undoubtedly, these words were another blow to Shirtel's last trace of stubbornness.

There are many memories in her mind, but none of them belong to her, and none of them belong to Shirtel.

When she woke up in the dark grotto and grasped the great sword, her life began without warning or reason.

The sunlight coming in from the window gradually faded away the temperature, but the ice cream bucket in his arms was now bitingly chilly.

Shirtel was silent for a long time, sighed leisurely, and said:

"so be it."

She is not an indecisive character, she prefers to do whatever she wants, like what she likes, and hack to death if she doesn't like it, some secular rules don't apply to her, and a part of her is actually divorced from the mundane.

But how should I put it, what I have been pursuing for a long time is nothing but a dream in the end, which still makes people sad.

"Since I don't have that kind of thing, I won't have to spend any more time. I'm tired from walking around all these years. I should take a rest."

"For the rest of my life, all I need is ice cream."

She lowered her head, scooped another big scoop of ice cream and swallowed it in one gulp, but she couldn't taste much.

Life seems to have lost its color.

The fireproof girl looked at Shirtel's pretending to be calm, and smiled slightly. She knew what Shirtel was thinking very well, and she had already mastered the ability to read people's hearts.

Moving over lightly, the Fireproof Woman poked Ashes with her hand, then took his hand and brushed it lightly, a slightly illusory flame emblem appeared in his palm.

The meaning is already obvious.

Sign the oath of ashes with Shirtel, otherwise the wandering souls will never find a home again.

"Stelter."

Ashes patted the girl's shoulder lightly, and only then did he realize how thin her shoulders were. Unlike the gray giant who was as strong as a rock, the girl who drove that power was quite petite.

The girl raised her head to look at him, but the purple eyes that used to be full of confidence and arrogance lost some light, just like the sky lost its color.

"What?" The voice was the same as usual, but a little weak.

"Do you want to sign an oath with me?"

"pledge?"

"That's right, the oath is a bridge to the soul, and I will share the flame with you."

"Sounds good." Shirtel raised his eyebrows, "but I'm not interested."

She glanced at the oath badge in Ashes' hands, and then looked away.

Although her heart skipped a beat when she saw the illusory flame, she would be very curious if it was normal, but now she has no such thoughts.

Anyway, she's just a guy with no past.

"Then what are you going to do next? Do you just eat ice cream until you die?"

"perhaps."

She seems to really give up, as if she really intends to hold the ice cream until the end of her life. The former high-spirited and dare to swing the knife at the devil is gone. A Sarkaz girl waiting to die.

"Listen to me, Steele."

Ashes walked in front of her, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, and forced her to look at him. Shirtel turned his head with some resistance, but he snapped it back the next second.

"I am the same as you. When I woke up in the cemetery, I had no memory just like you. I had nothing but the wooden stick and wooden shield at hand."

Hearing him start talking about his past, although Shirtel was still a little reluctant, he continued to listen.