i am your guide

This sudden name made the wizard's thinking stagnate.

He didn't understand why there were his own bookmarks among the books in the library. He read it several times and finally confirmed that it was his own writing.

But he has clearly never read this book, and the protagonist of this jargon: him?

To heal whom?

The normally calm and decisive guide suddenly lost his senses. He hastily put the book under his arm, tightly clutching the old note in his palm, and the answer floating in his heart was about to come out.Sith scrambled around like headless chickens, and finally found the lending office of the laboratory building library.

During the school celebration, the Imperial College was laxly guarded, and most of the librarians ganged up to enjoy the rare vacation.Behind the high platform of the borrowing office, a teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses was lying on his back and sleeping on the sofa, with a half-open book on experimental principles in his hand.

Sith rushed into the borrowing office in a hurry, and recklessly almost kicked down the stool next to him.The piercing sound of steel scraping across the ground made the librarian frowned, and he was still immersed in his closed eyes. He suddenly heard a trembling voice from a young man: "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Hell, there are still people coming to borrow books on the school anniversary.

Sith rested his elbows on the marble table and leaned slightly to look in. He held the book tightly in his hand, and the metal corners pressed two triangular marks on his arm.

"Borrowing books?" An impatient voice came from the backstage. Sith was overjoyed when he heard it, and immediately responded loudly: "Can you help me check the borrowing information?"

The librarian was dissatisfied that someone had disturbed his dream, and he had to deal with it out of his duty. He sat unsteadily in front of Guangnao, raised his eyelids and asked lazily, "Do you have a student card?"

"No." Sith pursed his lips, and he answered honestly.

The librarian frowned embarrassingly, and then he raised his face to look at Sith carefully, and the moment his eyes met, there was a little surprise in his eyes: "It's you?"

Sith's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "You know me?"

Sith remembered that he clearly didn't know this librarian, not to mention that Imperial College's optical network booking system was extremely developed, and few people would come to the borrowing office in person.But the current situation is obviously not something that Sith can conclude with "memory", especially in the case of his amnesia.

What exactly has he forgotten, who has he forgotten, is there no mistake as in the past, or is the mistake so huge that he can't even notice it.

People in the abyss cannot realize that they are in the abyss, and rational people will also be deceived by reason.

"I don't know it, but it's familiar." The librarian clicked on the operation keys on the light screen with both hands, and used his administrator account to enter the general system. He finally clicked on the inspection interface and said: "Book title."

It was hard to imagine that a librarian who had never met before would say the word "familiar" to himself. Sith was stunned for a moment, and then reported the title of the book.

The platform for students on the platform of the lending office changed from black to blue, the logo of the Imperial College campus network flashed in front of Sith, and the screen of the connection operation office was displayed in front of Sith.He raised his head and searched line by line. When he saw the ninth line, his arms tightened, and his breathing almost stopped.

【Borrowing information】

[June 443, 6 Imperial Calendar:

Borrowing period: 30 days.

Borrower: 420302011 Sith Kewerk (June 6)

Also read: 431762512 Salina Cade (July 7)

Overdue processing: completed]

August 443, 6?

Sith repeatedly checked the borrowing information in the database. He couldn't believe his eyes, but he couldn't deceive his thinking.At that time of that year, he was obviously worried about the final exam for the second grade, and the end-of-class thesis was basically completed. He never remembered that he had borrowed this book.

As for the return date of July 7th, Sith had dropped out of school for nearly ten days at that time. It was normal for Selina to find the missing book when she was helping him pack his things, but why did he forget to return it?

He obviously had already arranged most of the things before leaving.

"Can I find out my borrowing information?" Sith asked anxiously.

This matter was a bit beyond the authority, but the librarian reluctantly agreed after thinking for a few seconds: "What's your name?"

"Sith Kevok, student number 420302011."

Waiting has never been so tormented as today, and the feeling of seconds like years has poured oil on the burning fire in Sith's heart. He stared intently at the slow-moving progress bar on the screen, and even wanted to fly into the screen and push it a handful.

Ten seconds later, a borrowing form with Sith student status information popped up.

Sith was huddled in front of the screen like a hungry tiger, poking his finger on the light screen, and the more he swipe down, the more strange he felt: he had indeed read some books, but Sith had almost no impression of many of the following books, especially the concentrated ones. In the second half of the second grade.

It was the spring semester of 443 Imperial Calendar.

For example, the three books "Research on the Theory of Spiritual Body Recovery", "Notes on Spiritual Body Experiments" and "Criteria for Compatibility and Ratio of Whistle-Whistle" were borrowed in May.

"Can you click on the specific borrowing information?" Sith pointed to the title of "Theoretical Research on Mental Body Recovery" and asked the librarian earnestly.

Searching through all the memories, Sith couldn't remember whether he had done a thesis on the study of the spiritual body that semester.Although he is knowledgeable and extensive, he borrowed some of the basic documents related to the mental body in the first grade, but felt that the theoretical knowledge was a bit difficult for him at that time, so he did not touch it again. He is sure that he had such an idea It is impossible for me to start related experiments in the second semester of the second grade, so...

What drove him so eagerly into areas beyond his abilities?

The moment the borrowing information popped up, Sith could no longer maintain his remaining calm. He stared at the bottom name in a daze, feeling pain like a tearing heart.

【Borrowing information】

[June 443, 5 Imperial Calendar:

Borrowing period: 30 days

Borrower: Sith Kewerk 420302011 (May 5)

Also read by: Kavier Jones 409002036 (May 5)]

Sith didn't know what he was thinking the moment he saw Kvir's name, he only felt a bone-chilling chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his head, freezing all doubts and anxieties into snowflakes in December.The cold fingertips and the corners of the book became the same temperature, and the pitch-black pupils were shaking, and seemed to be gestating a huge storm that would last for a long time.

His reason was cracking, and his internal organs were throbbing with the turbulent emotions. He stumbled and took a step back, and suddenly heard a wave of cheers behind him, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet borrowing room.

The passionate cry that symbolized being in the spotlight brought Sith back to reality, he turned his head to find the source of the sound, and then heard the lazy voice of the librarian: "Hey, that's not you Is it? It’s on the publicity screen every day, who doesn’t recognize it.”

The giant screen light screen in the experimental building of Imperial College started construction at the beginning of the promotional time in the afternoon. The introduction short film introducing the highest competition in the academy consists of fighting highlights of previous champions, interspersed with the official overall introduction of Imperial College.The video captures the most passionate and combative parts of the battle.

The morning sun was projected from the large glass windows, casting a golden light on the stone brick floor. Sith's line of sight passed through the golden belt, and was frozen on the giant screen in the haze.

The Sith on the screen still has the immaturity and youthfulness of the college period. The black and white uniform collar that fits the figure is unbuttoned, and the delicate collarbone is exposed.He dodged the attack of the opposite sentinel with four or two moves, and retreated behind a figure.The eagle's eyes were fixed on the opponent in front of him, and at the same time he turned his head and said something to the sentinel beside him.

Immediately after the camera moved up, the first thing that came into the picture was the sharp profile of the man. The sentinel had short blond hair and clear and deep sapphire eyes. With a smile on his lips, he raised his hand to pat Sith's face. on the shoulders.

A second later, the dark blue lightning that penetrated the space erupted.

Their fighting is so skillful, it seems that they have cooperated thousands of times.The sentinel can always perfectly understand the guide's intentions, leave room for the next attack, and steadily take over the guide's attack rhythm.

The screen jumps to winning the championship. On the screen, Sith and Kevill are standing on the highly anticipated round platform, holding up the honorary trophy that symbolizes the championship in the golden rain scattered from above.Sith had a bright smile on his face. He stood on tiptoe and leaned on Keweier's shoulder, and said something into the sentry's ear.Kevill leaned slightly to listen, and after Sith finished speaking, he showed a doting smile and reached out to rub the top of his hair.

They once won the championship together in the whistle competition, standing at the pinnacle of glory and enjoying the attention of thousands of people.

But they were also forced to face each other with swords on a desolate planet, and they didn't know each other.

"Award acceptance speech?" The voice that was exactly like him suddenly appeared in my ears. During the post-match interview, Sith was standing among a group of microphones holding a big trophy. He was half leaning beside Keweier, and he thought for a while before saying : "Just hit whatever you want..."

Keweier's expression didn't change, but he secretly pinched Sith's waist from below.The guide immediately put away his carefree expression, and said seriously: "It's a great honor to be able to win the championship of the Imperial Academy Whistleblower Competition together with Kevier. We will make unremitting efforts and enrich our knowledge in the future, and become outstanding talents worthy of the glory of the Empire." youth."

All the inconsistencies were connected into a line in an instant, and a complete name appeared in Sith's memory: Keweier.

Sith had once seen the Imperial Cemetery in Kervell's mental image. Standing in the rain, Kevir watched Sith leave in front of him. If it wasn't a fantasy, did it mean that it was actually a fact that the guide hadn't thought of.

The light screen switched to another chapter, and the book in Sith's hand could no longer be held, the metal corners fell to the ground, and the turned pages shook in the air.Sith slowly unfolded the note in his hand, and the words were still vaguely reflected on the creased paper.

So, the "he" in this sentence...is Kevier, right?

"Sith!"

The remote loneliness disappeared after the man's call, Sith stared blankly at the sentinel who suddenly appeared at the library borrowing desk, and another protagonist stood in the depths of the light.After the sliding door was closed, a gust of wind was brought up, gently blowing Keweier's hair sticking to his forehead.The major general seemed to have come from far away. There was thin sweat on his neck, and his breathing was a little unsteady.

The giant light screen was still rolling, and Sith lowered his eyes and put the note in his hand into his pocket extremely slowly, his palms were trembling upwards.He tried his best to restrain his breathing but found it was useless. The complicated and unspeakable emotions almost broke through the shackles after the man appeared. When Sith raised his eyes, he saw Keweier walking towards him, his steps were firm as usual.

If their past is real, then how unforgettable the past is, the pain of being forgotten is so strong.

What kind of mood did Keweier face him?

"We knew each other before, didn't we?" Sith looked like a homeless cat in the rain, timidly and heartbrokenly raised his dark eyes to watch the sentinel who was close at hand, his voice carried Unusual hoarseness.

Kevil didn't speak, but was still approaching.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Sith asked again.

Kevill's figure zoomed in before Sith's eyes until the guide was pulled into his arms by a burst of force.Kevill hugged Sith desperately, his fiery breath hitting the guide's neck.The sentinel's arm was extremely strong, and it seemed that he was determined not to allow the guide to leave.

His movements were a bit violent, completely inconsistent with Keweier's usual style of action. Sith buried his head on his shoulder and heard the words of the man above him.

"I'm waiting for you to remember me, not to be told."

"I don't want you to be just a bystander."