Fortunately, Benjamin didn't have much time to feel anxious.
About two minutes later, the bishop opened his eyes again, faced Benjamin, and showed the same cold smile as before.
"What, what's wrong? What happened? Have you read my memory?" Benjamin looked at the bishop with a confused expression.
The bishop nodded.
"Then... Mr. Bishop, have you found any clues?" Benjamin asked again.
The bishop did not answer the question, but instead said: "Your Excellency Riese, thank you very much for your cooperation with us. It is getting late, and we are very sorry for disturbing your rest. I will send you back to rest." "
When Benjamin heard this, he was not surprised, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.
The meaning of the bishop's expulsion order is quite obvious, that is, I didn't find anything, so don't waste my time here, go back and sleep, I have more important things to be busy with.
This is the attitude that Benjamin looks forward to most.
"That's it, then I'm going back. Lord Bishop, may God bless you." Before the play was completed, Benjamin made a prayer gesture to the Lord Bishop and prepared to leave.
"May God bless you." Although the bishop spoke meticulously, Benjamin still heard a hint of impatience.
It seemed that the bishop didn't care about himself at all. Even the shot that hit the elderly mage was regarded by the bishop as Benjamin's good luck, a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and he did not intend to go into details.
I didn't expect things to go so smoothly.
What else could he say? The strange thing is that the bishop believed too much in the memories they read. But no matter how cautious they are, they would never think that someone could cheat on their memory.
Just like that, Benjamin walked out of the quiet room, escorted by the knights outside the door, and walked towards the Riese family.
"What is his method of reading memories? Is it magic?"
On the way, he couldn't help but ask the system.
Judging from the whole process, Benjamin felt that it was not like magic - the bishop did not recite the incantation, and Benjamin did not feel the fluctuation of magic power. But without relying on magic, how did the bishop read other people's memories
There was no other way. As soon as he passed a more dangerous level and the pressure was relieved, Benjamin's curiosity immediately emerged again.
"That's not magic. The bishop does not emit any fluctuations in mental power, and the holy light around him has no tendency to gather. Divine magic cannot be like that." The system replied.
"Then what could it be?" Benjamin's chest immediately ignited a burning desire for knowledge.
"How did I know? It's just that a power of detection got into your brain, and then I gave it the things I prepared. Why do you have so many weird questions? It's so annoying." The system said impatiently explain.
“…”
The system is still the familiar one.
Although he wanted to complain a few words, but thinking that the system had just solved a big trouble for him, Benjamin decided not to say anything.
He said he didn't plan to say it anymore, but in his heart, the doubts were still not eliminated.
If it does not rely on magic, does that mean that besides magic and magic, there are other supernatural powers in this world
In fact, if you think about it carefully, Michelle's strange appearance and disappearance in his room was probably not the result of magic - he didn't feel the fluctuation of magic at all. So what does she rely on? How can someone appear and disappear out of thin air? There must be some mystery behind it. Will it be something similar to the bishop's memory access
There were so many questions, and he couldn't find an answer.
Thinking about it now, this world is still very mysterious in his eyes.
He had too many questions that needed answers.
He felt as if he had suddenly become a middle school student, lying on his desk every day without doing anything serious, thinking about "Who am I? Where do I come from? What is the meaning of life? How did the universe come about?" No, I couldn't come up with a result even after thinking about it for a long time. I could only be bothered by some meaningless questions all day long.
It's useless to think about this. Can he think of it
Let’s think of something more practical and answerable first.
"By the way, what did you replace with the memory you forged, the part of my magic practice?" Benjamin suddenly asked again. This isn't a very important question, it's just curiosity.
"It's not that simple. Just replace all those parts to show that you are masturbating." The system replied casually.
“…”
Therefore, the memory that the bishop saw was that Benjamin spent most of the time hiding in his bed and masturbating, and he continued to do it for more than ten fucking hours
Who the hell can fly for more than ten hours
The system is indeed still so unreliable. However, recalling the bishop's expression that had not changed at all, Benjamin couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.
Faced with this memory, there was actually no reaction at all.
He is worthy of being a bishop!
Just like that, Benjamin quietly returned to the bedroom while complaining in his heart.
After thinking about it, he lit the lamp in the room, took out the "Introduction to Magic" and prepared to start reading. However, after hesitating for a moment, he changed his mind. He hid the book, turned out the light, and lay back on his bed to get ready for sleep.
Having just returned from the church, he had better avoid the limelight first.
If the knight "protecting" him outside saw the lights on, he would also be suspicious. After all, what he showed in front of them was that he was very sleepy and wanted to sleep.
In fact, he was indeed quite sleepy. In the first half of the night, I didn't sleep well because I was worried that the church would arrest him and check his brain. Now that his two major worries were temporarily resolved, he could finally sleep well.
So, he covered himself with quilt and fell asleep.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, he was woken up by the maid when he still wanted to sleep in. After being urged to finish breakfast, he was escorted to the military camp for "military training."
Yes, Claude's order has not been revoked. He still has to go to the military camp to train with the new recruits...
So many things happened in this day that he almost forgot about this.
To be honest, his schedule is a bit full, and popular artists may not be able to match his workload yesterday. There is simply no time to breathe.
Thinking of this, Benjamin felt quite... happy
He didn't know why, but he felt like a switch had been turned on. Under all kinds of complicated pressures, the workaholic side of his personality was gradually forced out.
The life after time travel made him feel tired, but it also made him feel more truly... alive.
Live wantonly.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that even if he were allowed to travel back in time and have lights, air conditioners, and game consoles again, and even if he was given an easy and high-paying job, it might be difficult for him to adapt to that kind of life.
The world has completely changed him.
But he felt complacent.
When will it be his turn to completely change the world