The Righteous Player(s)

Annan suddenly opened his eyes.

He realized that he--or rather, "Bernardino" was lying on an instrument.

Bernardino was plugged with cords all over his body, and at least double-digit infusion tubes were connected all over his body. As Annan became sober, there was a shrill alarm sounded around him.

The most important thing is...

——He is not on the Tower of Hei Yao.

The surrounding area is not a wall made of obsidian, but the black tower of Zedi, which Annan is more familiar with.

A young figure in front of him stretched out his hand and turned off the alarm.

Annan saw that it was an extremely young teenager, even a few years older than Annan.

The young wizard wore a black and red robe, with thin shoulders, long white hands, and neat black short hair hanging to his ears.

He stretched out his left hand and stroked his hair slightly, then turned his head.

There is a silver ring on his left middle finger.

From the youth's incomparably clear eyes, Annan saw the bright and bright infinite confidence.

"Good noon, Mr. Unknown!

"But you don't seem to be surprised by the status quo?"

He made a cheerful voice: "I guess, you might know me?"

"Because I was lying in your Zedi Black Tower, and entered the nightmare with your invented [Hugo School of Imitation Divine Purposeless Dreaming Ceremony Deep Execution Device and Its Host Computer Monitoring System], Your Excellency Hugo."

Annan said with interest: "It's just that I didn't expect...Is this device invented so early?"

He unplugged the cord all over Bernardino's body and sat up from the chair.

"It's not an invention, it's just a prototype."

As Hugo recorded the data quickly, he distracted and said casually: "I call it the [Prototype of the Deep Execution Device for Invading Dreamland Preparation Ritual with No Specific Target]... Judging from the string of names you said, you probably You really know me."

He said, the data has been recorded.

The young Hugo breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around with full energy, his robe and his soft short hair drifting in the wind.

He stretched out his right hand half of his palm covered by his sleeve, and smiled at Annan with a confident and gentle smile like the sun: "How do you call it, sir?"

"——Annan Winter."

Annan also said calmly: "Your friend...you know this is a nightmare, do you want to record the contents of the experiment?"

"...Ah, Ivan Winter's child? Would I be friends with such a big man?"

The teenager Hugo smiled embarrassedly: "It seems that I have indeed become the lord of the tower?"

"indeed so."

Annan praised: "As far as your talents are concerned, this is justified."

At the age of seventeen, such a complicated machine could be invented.

In other words... decades ago, when he was still studying in the Wizard Tower, he was already trying to automate the rituals.

"No matter where it is, the results of the experiment should be recorded. This is a good operating habit...Even if the world is about to be destroyed in the next minute, I have to be myself in this minute.

"And the ceremony is not complicated. I just hope to help a friend I just met to solve some small problems... But I didn't expect it at the time. It turned into a nightmare."

Hugo spread out his hands helplessly: "But it seems that he at least became a transcendent-then I should be considered successful at least."

He asked curiously: "When did you realize that... you actually dreamed in a dream? Is the last part too outrageous? But in fact Bernardino did that... and he It really succeeded in hiding the cause of death of those people."

"It's true that this is part of the reason, but in fact, at the very beginning, I had already noticed that it was wrong."

Annan leaned to the instrument, watching carefully, and replied: "Because at the beginning of the nightmare, the lead of the nightmare told me,'You are now forty years old this year, and you have lived in the Wizard Tower for 23 years. '.

"But I actually know that Bernardino was forty-three years old when he met you. He has always regarded knowing you as a turning point in his life, and he didn't know the letter of recommendation until a long, long time later... It is false. In other words, history has conflicted with nightmares.

"However, Julius is indeed dead. And Bernardino has indeed lost his eyes and gained the vision of the spirit body. Later, he simply dug out his own eyes and switched to the eyes of gems to make up. This is undoubtedly It proved that the spirit body resonance cauldron ceremony does exist.

"In other words, those things have indeed happened. But Bernardino has forgotten it..."

Annan turned his head and looked at the boy Hugo who was standing beside him and smiling helplessly.

He asked word by word: "If I guess right...

"You intend to revise Bernardino's memory, right?"

"Yes it is."

Hugo replied without hesitation: "This is Bernardino's own commission.

"He was aware of the fact that he was falling. So he hoped that I could seal this memory of him... But I am not good at Imperius spells, and Bernardino, as the black wizard of the Tower of Black Light, does not believe it at all. Any wicked sorcerer.

"So I had to invent this machine for him to replace me to seal off his memories."

Hugo said helplessly: "I also know... Modifying a person's memory is like killing the personality itself. But he is like a person falling on the edge of an abyss, reaching out to me and making a desperate cry for help... …I can’t just ignore it.

"If I seal off his memories, he will become an inferior man again. He will think that he is an idiot who has lost all Father Ludwig’s tokens and savings, and he can’t do anything well. Waste."

Hugo, a teenager who was more than half a head shorter than Bernardino, clenched his fists as he spoke.

"--But I won't let him be like this. I won't let him become decadent.

"Since I wiped out his self-confidence, I must give him the same confidence. I will continue to help him and teach him...until he can stand on his own.

"He has extraordinary talents. I think it is entirely possible for him to step into gold! He may even have a chance to become a god. He may have the affinity of the soul element, which means that he can even resurrect the extraordinary in an instant! "

Young Hugo’s face was a confident smile that was so brilliant that there was no trace of haze: “What a great ability this is! As long as this dark past is erased, everything is still in time!

"...But now it seems ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems to be too late."

The teenager Hugo sighed with a pity: "If he can live healthy, how many people will he help..."

Annan felt a little lost for a while.

In Hugo's eyes, it seems that there is no problem in this world that can stop him. He doesn't doubt his speculation at all.

His words are like the sun, standing up and leading the crowd.

Annan was silent for a moment.

He suddenly understood that sentence.

——From the forty-three-year-old Bernardino to the seventeen-year-old Hugo... he has not been able to look directly at the glory of Hugo.

It is indeed so dazzling... the brilliance that makes people can't help but bow their heads.

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