The surroundings were pitch black, and he felt as if he was bound by layers of silk threads, making it difficult to move, and it seemed difficult to breathe.
He struggled subconsciously, passed through many barriers, and finally saw the light.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a silver-haired boy looking at him tenderly.
"Are you...?" He asked blankly.
My mind was blank and I couldn't think of anything, but Shao Ci could subconsciously feel that his current body was a bit strange, it seemed to be a size smaller than before...
The silver-haired Pope looked at the black-haired boy in the crystal coffin who was staring blankly at him, gently reached out his hand to brush away the sweat-wet hair on his forehead, leaned over to hold his hand, and gently kissed his palm, "I am Your only... lover."
"Lover?" The other party's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it, but he frowned slightly, unable to speak out even if he wanted to defend himself.
Yeah, it's because, he's already died once. Now his body constructed by divine power even has the appearance of a teenager, and he has forgotten everything about the past.
The expression of the silver-haired pope didn't change at all, he just smiled slightly, "Yeah, you forgot, but it doesn't matter, I will always be by your side." His ice blue eyes flickered, and then he whispered: "You can … call me Siria.”
He hasn't said this name for a long time, maybe it's been a long time since anyone called it. He had thought that no one would know. But now, he has found this man who can say the name.
In the long past, he was the heir to the kingdom that everyone expected, but he was born without any feelings, which even led to the destruction of the entire country in the end.
It turns out that he is a part of God, so he is not like ordinary people... Rather, he is the "container" of God, and his body exists only for the gods to come to this world.
At the moment of awakening, the large amount of divine power required involved the entire capital, and when he woke up, there was no life around him.
But even so, it doesn't matter, all this is no different from other things to him who has no feelings at all.
After that, he was taken away by the people of the temple and came to the holy capital.
Even if he is a clone of a god, he also has his own will, but even he himself has never cared about this. After all, he hardly has any feelings, so it doesn't matter even if he lives as a container.
But after that, things changed.
It turned out that God has another clone in this world, and that clone, a person named Wendell, has feelings that he does not have, and is more like an independent person.
And beside him, there is a soul from another world.
Maybe other people won't notice, but in his eyes, that person is as dazzling as the sun in the dark night, almost stinging his eyes.
Even after meeting Wendell, he was able to feel the other party's feelings, and was infected by the other party's feelings, and naturally developed feelings for the soul of that other world.
He has his own will and feelings, but is not happy. Compared with other emotions, the first thing he felt was jealousy.
Yeah, jealousy.
He was jealous of Wendell, jealous that he was so different from himself, jealous that he could stay by Shao Ci's side from the beginning, jealous that he had such a good relationship with Shao Ci, and jealous of everything Wendell had.
Originally, he was the only container of gods in the world, right
He really wanted to see what it would be like for such a happy person to be pushed into the abyss.
In this way, on that day, he used the power of God to temporarily manipulate Wendell's body, controlled the other party to kill the former pope, and deliberately let the other party escape directly from the holy capital, otherwise under his power, Wendell would be It is impossible to escape.
After doing so much, it is still impossible for Shao Ci to belong to him, let alone rely on him like Wendell.
He was going crazy for it.
Then, that moment finally arrived. As clones, they should return to God's body as a matter of course.
Wendell also knew about this a long time ago, so he was naturally unwilling, but he couldn't resist, and was swallowed by that god.
No one knows the character of that god better than him. It is completely different from the appearance. It is an extremely cold and ruthless existence. When he realizes that Shao Ci will threaten him, he will definitely kill him.
That's why he had tampered with Shao Ci before that to ensure that Shao Ci could be resurrected here with the help of divine power.
The development of the matter is the same as he thought. Celia no longer wants to think about what will happen in the future, at least now, he can get what he wants.
"But I..." The black-haired boy was pale, lying in an ice coffin full of flowers formed by condensed divine power, looking at him blankly, "I can't remember anything..."
"It's okay." Siria said softly, "I will tell you, and tell you everything."
It doesn't matter if you forget everything, you don't know how to use magic, you don't know how to eat and bathe, you can't even walk.
As long as you rely on him, you only need to look at him alone.
... rely on him even more.
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The people in the holy capital have been hit hard recently.
Although it is really touching to say that the brave man risked himself to be seriously injured and sealed the Demon King, his compulsion in everyone's hearts has been elevated. But the Pope and the brave are too close!
It’s fine to say that it’s for treating the brave man with amnesia and then living together. I don’t know how many times he was bumped into by the Pope who took care of the brave man like a child, and even helped him feed himself. Some people even saw him He looks like he is taking the brave man for a walk in the garden.
The mysterious and indifferent image of the Pope has disappeared without a trace. Hey!
Even if someone wanted to help, they were all driven away by the Pope, saying that he would take care of the brave man himself, otherwise it would be difficult for him to recover his memory (of course, it is actually to prevent Shao Ci from remembering the previous things).
Everyone is sitting in the hall, discussing how to eliminate the hidden monsters. Most of them are bishops who came here from afar to report the situation, but they have only been here for a few days, and the one sitting on the farthest side is naturally the Pope.
Although the pope looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, no one dared to despise him, and everyone who could come here knew some news.
Suddenly, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy appeared next to him. He was only wearing a loose top, and he could faintly see those thin white legs. He threw himself into the Pope's arms in front of everyone. .
The others were stunned. On such a formal occasion, someone barged in like this. Didn't anyone stop him? The Pope must be furious.
After all, His Excellency the Pope is notoriously indifferent, not to mention that his whole body is full of holy and noble temperament, which makes others feel as if they are defiled if they look at him more. But the young man who rushed directly to him had grass blades on his hair, and he knew that his body was not very clean after thinking about it.
Unexpectedly, completely different from them, the silver-haired pope had a natural appearance, and even his expression was much gentler than before.
"Why did you come here?" The pope gently reached out to stroke the boy's black hair, and took off the grass leaves on his head, as if he was very familiar with him, "Didn't you say not to run around? I just went to the garden again Let's play, look, the clothes are all dirty."
"Yes, I'm sorry..." The young man apologized softly, his black eyes looked at the silver-haired pope with a bit of pleading, "I'm alone... so boring... I want to stay with Siria..."
"And this time I ran out without dressing properly. If this happens again, I won't be allowed to eat next time." The pope's voice was a little harsher this time, but the tenderness hidden in it could still be heard, obviously he didn't In order to really blame the other party, he even took the initiative to hold the boy in his arms.
"Woo..." the boy said aggrievedly, "Siria... I'm so hungry..."
"I knew you came to me for something to eat." The pope picked up the snack on the table, patiently fed it to the boy, and looked at the others lightly, "Don't worry about this, let's continue the discussion."
While the boy was eating the snacks sent by the Pope, he was playing with the Pope's long silver hair.
Others: "...!" How can you not care about this? Hey!
But the Pope has said so, what else can they do, they can only suppress the curiosity in their hearts, pretend to be calm and continue to discuss the previous matter.
Now almost everyone was absent-minded, not to mention that young man kept pestering the Pope to act like a baby, and soon the meeting ended hastily.
After the Pope carried the boy away, the crowd flirted with each other, and a bishop who had been staying in the Holy Capital sighed and said solemnly: "I think you are all curious, in fact, that is Lord Brave."
"What?!" Everyone was stunned. The most they had thought was that he was the new Holy Son (even if they imagined that the boy was the pope's illegitimate son, his age was not right at all), but now they actually said that the boy was the legendary son. The hero who saved the world
This is simply more shocking than the fact that it is the Pope's illegitimate child. The brave man they imagined was a heroic man. Even if he used magic, he should be a magician who seemed to be full of mystery.
And this age is not right at all! Although she looks cute, she doesn't look like a hero!
"Hey." The bishop sighed, "The brave man was seriously injured in the battle with the devil, and his original body can no longer be used. We can only rely on divine power to reshape a body... and the brave man has lost his memory now, so Like a child."
"Is that so?" Everyone couldn't help but feel guilty. They used such thoughts to speculate on the identity of the brave man just now, which is simply a kind of blasphemy to the brave man.
After knowing the identity of the other party, looking at the Pope's behavior, he felt extremely normal, and they would definitely do the same thing themselves.
After returning to the bedroom, Shao Ci immediately lay down on the soft carpet, grabbed the pope's scepter next to him and started playing.
Originally, there was no carpet on this ground. After considering Shao Ci's situation, Siria directly laid carpet on most of the ground in the holy capital. Anyway, nothing is as important as Shao Ci.
Siria also walked over, sat beside him, gently reached out to stroke his soft hair, and said softly, "You are really disobedient this time, didn't you agree to stay here and wait for me to come back?"
Shao Ci's body froze, remembering how the other party punished him for being disobedient in the past, and he sat up quickly, looking at Siria with teary eyes, "I'm too bored to stay here alone, so I went out to find you of."
He leaned over, put his arms around Celia's neck, and acted coquettishly, "Don't be angry, I won't do this next time."
"Also, last time you pestered the attendant to eat, I haven't forgotten about it."
"Wow... I was just hungry..."
"If you apologize, don't you have to show some sincerity?" Celia said lightly: "We are lovers, aren't we?"
"Woo... okay..." The black-haired boy let go of his hand, and his fair and delicate cheeks turned crimson in an instant. He bit his lower lip lightly, as if he was very ashamed, and after a few moments of deliberation, he looked up. He kissed Siria's lips.
Silia closed her eyes, greeted the other party's kiss with a happy mood, and at the same time naturally stretched out her hand to hold Shao Ci in her arms.
Ah, if only this kind of life lasted longer.
But... that moment is coming.
His hands could not help but hug each other tightly.
In winter, the holy capital is filled with a vast expanse of whiteness, making it look more holy and inviolable.
After the demon king was sealed, the demons retreated to the other side of the demon world, and the monsters seemed to disappear. A large amount of magic energy disappeared on the continent, and the entire continent seemed to be rejuvenated.
And the hero who saved this continent is naturally that brave man. All of a sudden, Brave's reputation reached its peak, he had countless fanatical fans, and even the past was revealed one by one.
The fact that the brave man was an orphan born in a slum was naturally found out, and later it was revealed that he participated in the brave man selection ceremony as an attendant but was accidentally selected.
Such a legendary experience surprised everyone even more, and then they felt that it was very natural. He was a brave man chosen by the gods. If he was just a nobleman, it would be too ordinary.
It's just that the brave man himself was seriously injured after sealing the devil, and he hasn't fully recovered yet, and is still recuperating in the holy capital.
...
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On the road of the holy capital, a carriage pulled by a unicorn is driving. There were a few teenagers sitting in it. They were all sent to the temple because they were born with a strong affinity for the light element. They were sent to the holy capital after many tests, and they would be able to hold important positions in the future.
"I don't know if we can meet Mr. Brave this time." A red-haired boy said excitedly.
Obviously, the brave man who sealed the Demon King has naturally become an idol in the hearts of these people.
The other person also looked very excited, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, I really want to see the brave man soon, I don't know what the brave man looks like."
"I heard that Mr. Brave was born in a slum. It's amazing. I went to see the slum for Mr. Brave before. The inside is really scary... I can't imagine how Mr. Brave got out of that place."
"It's because of this that he is the brave man, isn't he? He must be a perfect person!"
Several teenagers had a heated discussion, only the teenager sitting on the far side of the carriage remained silent. He has short silver hair and golden eyes, and looks at the scenery outside the window expressionlessly, as if nothing can make him feel a wave of emotion.
Several other people couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied in their hearts, and whispered, "Who is this guy, why does he look so indifferent."
"It seems that his name is Lance. It seems that he was not sent by other temples, and he has never heard of it."
For a moment, the eyes of the crowd became somewhat disdainful. After all, such an unknown person could easily make people think of something like going through the back door, which is naturally different from the characters cultivated in the temple like them.
But the boy named Lance didn't pay any attention to their undisguised conversation, his golden eyes were as cold as ice.
Amidst the discussions, the carriage had already arrived at its destination, but Lance who had not said a word suddenly spoke.
"Forget about me." He said lightly, his voice was so pleasant that people were instantly addicted to it, "Forget about seeing me."
Everyone wanted to refute at first, but they were immersed in the wonderful voice. When they realized it, the silver-haired boy had disappeared.
"That guy just now... eh?" The speaker was stunned, "Did we meet anyone just now?"
"No, aren't we the only ones in the car?" Another person said.
"Really." The other person nodded, feeling as if he had overlooked something, but it should be irrelevant, so he simply left it behind.
...
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After leaving the group of people behind, the boy walked in the holy capital.
He seemed to already know where his destination was, walking very leisurely.
Obviously, such a person wearing other clothes should be a very dazzling existence in the holy capital, but the passers-by subconsciously ignored him after hearing a burst of singing, and no one could find his existence.
Soon arrived at the destination, the ground has complicated patterns of magic circles, trespassing will trigger an alarm.
Lance walked into it as if he didn't notice, and the magic circle didn't resist him at all.
He found the man he was looking for.
Under the rare winter sunshine, the black-haired boy was sitting on the steps, gently fiddled with the pool water in front of him.
This is where the Holy Pool of the Holy Capital is located. It can be said that this place exists like a forbidden area. Without the permission of the Pope, no one can enter at will.
But this black-haired boy is an exception, and he can even touch the clear holy water in the holy pool as casually as if he was playing with water like this.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Shao Ci turned his head and saw the silver-haired boy. He rarely saw strangers, "Who are you?"
"Long time no see." The silver-haired boy said in a young voice and approached slowly.
His voice is completely different from that of ordinary people, and it seems to have some kind of wonderful rhythm, which makes people subconsciously intoxicated.
Shao Ci was a little vigilant in his heart, but he didn't retreat. He felt that the person in front of him was indeed familiar to him, "You know me?"
"Yes." The silver-haired boy said, "Of course I know you. I will never forget you in my life, but you... have forgotten everything."
"Did something happen between you and me?" Although the other party's voice was cold, Shao Ci always felt that he seemed a little sad.
"A lot of things have happened." The silver-haired boy seemed unwilling to mention it, but stared at Shao Ci with those golden eyes, "Now is not the time to talk about it. I just ask you, do you really think the current situation is okay? You don't want to Do you want to restore the previous memory?"
"Of course I want to." Shao Ci whispered.
Although he didn't think Siria would lie to him, the lack of memory left him at a loss as to what had happened to him in the past.
Although the current life seems to be good, he always feels that he seems to have forgotten something very important. Every time he asks Siria, he only asks himself not to worry.
"That's good." The other party came over, took Shao Ci's hand, and said, "Remember quickly. You shouldn't be here now."
After finishing the words, he stretched out his hand and pushed hard, and Shao Ci was caught off guard and fell into the pool behind him.
Shao Ci struggled hard, damn it, he can't swim at all, a lot of water poured into his mouth, his body sank slowly, Shao Ci couldn't help thinking in his heart, is he going to drown here Yet!
Is that boy trying to kill him...
But the next moment, that person also jumped into the water. Shao Ci looked up, and in the light, a figure with long silver hair appeared in front of him, and the most eye-catching thing was the silver fish on the lower body of the other party. tail.
... Is this a mermaid
It seemed that some shattered memory flooded into his mind, Shao Ci's eyes widened in astonishment.