The Righteous Player(s)

Vol 2 Chapter 51: Hatred of the same kind

"You did intend to solve Bernardino's psychological problems...but only if Father Ludwig is still alive."

Annan sat down in the seat and cocked his legs.

He narrated calmly and leisurely: "Modifying memories for others is not a simple task, and it may also lead to disaster. After all, the Imperius Sorcerer often cannot prove whether he ‘has not’ done anything with memory.

"So to be on the safe side. After the Imperius Sorcerer modifies the memory, he usually erases the memory generated by the modification of the memory from his mind.

"In other words, the person involved will not accept your favor at all. On the other hand, if the person remembers this... then if something goes wrong later, he will definitely come to you to settle the account."

Annan said casually, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

He took a sip of his tea and said leisurely: "Of course I know that your life is not easy. You can't earn a lot of money, and you can't have any status... Instead, you have to live a life of suspicion and discrimination.

"And all of this comes from the very beginning you chose to become an Imperius.

"If your talent can be stronger, entering the golden rank will never be restricted; or weaker, you don't need to take on so many annoying things, and you won't be so tightly watched."

Annan smiled and looked at Julius who was suddenly silent, and said earnestly: "I understand you.

"You will agree to help Bernardino, on the one hand because you trust the character of Father Ludwig, and on the other hand, to make Ludwig owe you a favor. But if Ludwig is dead... Then his favor is meaningless.

"Because Bernardino can't and shouldn't know about it anyway. But the person who knows about it is no longer... This means that you won't get any compensation for it.

"It's all about doing good. But at this moment...you have found new memories in Bernardino's mind-about his talents, about his adoptive father, and his teacher, Ludwig. The determination of Father Greek."

"——You are jealous."

Annan sighed and said warmly: "I understand you... Am I right?"

"indeed……"

Julius suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "Since you are here, it means that I have succeeded.

"He finally embarked on the path of the transcendent—mostly becoming an Imperius. Moreover, he was dead in the end."

The amiable old man did not attack Annan.

Because he knew it was meaningless.

Now that I am clearly aware that I am in a nightmare... Instead of acting as a puppet and "assaulting Bernardino in anger" according to my personal settings, it is better to save the other party from purifying the nightmare. step.

"What you need me to do, I will do it. I have no intention of preventing you from purifying Bernardino's nightmare."

Julius just sat calmly opposite Annan, took the teapot in Annan's hand very harmoniously, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"You know, my background is very similar to Bernardino. I am also a fisherman."

The kind expression on the old wizard's face gradually faded: "Although I don't have his life experience...but I also grew up in a very small village. Although my parents are still alive, they went there when I was very young. To work in the city...

"In other words, my mother returned to the village and gave birth to me after she was pregnant with me, and then left with her father.

"Until I was thirteen, I never saw them again. I just heard from my grandfather that they existed...I can't even be sure whether this is the comfort of my grandfather.

"——I was actually abandoned."

Of course that is not nature, but it is not a disguise either.

It's just an ordinary business smile.

The Imperius is not popular with others. If you can't make people feel intimacy, I'm afraid it will lead to disaster.

He made a low voice: "But I actually don't think there is any problem with that kind of life. My grandfather raised me, and I have already made a decision... When I grow up, I will inherit my grandfather’s boat and take care of me. he.

"After that, I didn't think about it. I don't think about things that far away... I haven't read a book, and naturally I haven't been to school. My only entertainment at that time was with my friends in the same village. Telling strange legends.

"The first few were told by my grandfather. He is an old fisherman who used to work as a transitional worker. It can be said that he is very knowledgeable.

"And those wonderful stories quickly attracted the minds of those children. They gathered around me and asked me to tell new stories. That was the first time I felt... what power is."

Yes, power.

Julius slowly said: "The children follow me and recognize me. I can even use the story to exchange toys and snacks.

"But my story quickly ran out. The ‘power’ surrounding me dissipated as a result... So I started to lie. In other words, I started to make up new stories.

"Of course, under the guise of'My Grandpa Tell Me', it will become real. But the contents are all my whimsical fantasies. I don't think this is a great talent.

"Until a wizard came to the village-he was just a passing traveler, standing in the crowd listening to me telling stories. I don't think this is any strange, passing merchants often do.

"But he went to my grandfather later. Tell him that I have the potential to manipulate people's minds. This is a necessary talent to become an Imperius... and my talents are still quite outstanding."

"Then?"

Annan asked curiously: "What do you say?"

"Of course I don't want to leave the village. If I leave, how will grandfather take care of himself? His other children are dead, but my father has not returned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now he can still Go fishing, but what if he can't move afterwards?"

As if talking to an old friend, Julius said softly: "But my grandfather thinks that I absolutely can't stay here. Grandfather said, ‘if you stay here for a long time, you will think that this village is the world’.

"He beat me so hard that I must learn well. To be the best wizard."

The corner of Julius's mouth rose mockingly.

He spread his hands and moved his lips slightly.

He wanted to speak, but in the end he said nothing.

He also didn't mention the final outcome of his grandfather, but said extremely pale words: "You have seen it too...I tried my best.

"I worked hard and burned my whole life, at most, I can only get here... nothing more."

(End of this chapter)

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