Although he said so, the wolf did not act rashly. The guy who defeated the Void Spirit Evil Owl was not easy to deal with, not to mention that he came here for peace talks.
"Lester, you must have forgotten a lot of things. In fact, we are here just to tell you how to restore your memory."
The sheep spirit calmed the restless wolf spirit, then took the initiative to put down the short bow in his hand and approached Lester, which surprised Lester.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
"Heh, it seems you know me very well?"
Hugging the sheep spirit who was half a body shorter than him, Lester squinted at the wolf spirit with burning eyes, his face full of malice.
"That little dog seems to be very dissatisfied with me? I'm a little scared and can't listen to you talk properly."
"What are you going to do! Let go of the sheep! Where are you putting your hands!?"
The wolf rushed towards him in grief and anger, but what he heard was the calm voice of the sheep.
"Wolf, can you please give me some time? I need to talk to Lester."
"Did you hear that? She asked you to help stand guard. Go on, little dog. The adults have something to talk about, so don't cause trouble."
“Ooooooooooooo!
"
With a cry of grief, the wolf disappeared on the spot, leaving only Lester and Yang Ling on the bow of the ship.
In the silence, the man pushed away the cold and soft body, and the malice on his face turned into disgust, which surprised the sheep who staggered two steps.
She thought she would be in trouble again for a long time, but she didn't expect that her reshaped personality would actually turn out to be a gentleman.
"He values you very much, but you still treat him like this. He has a beautiful body but a disgusting soul. I feel worthless for him."
"The wolf and I...were originally one, but he forgot this, but I still remember it."
The despised sheep spirit successfully attracted Lester's attention with his deep voice, and the man frowned.
"We were born alone, and because of loneliness we were born with each other. The wolf is me, and I am the wolf.
I love wolves as much as I love myself, but wolves have different feelings for me. I have known this for a long time. This is actually... not a good thing. One day, we will become one. The wolf's thoughts
It will make me fall in love with myself..."
"Interesting, I apologize to you, please don't forgive me."
The man picked up the sheep spirit again, like a large doll.
The sheep spirit did not put up any resistance, its body passively pressed against the man, feeling the man's body temperature which was enough to burn his spirit body.
"Then before you separated, were you a man or a woman?"
Sheep glanced sideways at Lester and said calmly.
"Do you think I'm a man or a woman?"
When Yang Ling asked back, Lester was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, sat down on the deck, and held Yang Ling in his arms.
"You must be a woman when you talk like that. I really want to occupy you forever."
Yang Ling laughed twice noncommittally, and the atmosphere became deserted.
One person and one masked ghost sat on the deck like this, no one wanted to speak, until the fog cleared a little and the bright moon was revealed.
Lester stared at the silver plate above the sky, his brows and eyes filled with inexplicable sorrow.
"Losing your memory is like losing your past. It's really sad. You don't even know if the person you smiled with stabbed you in the past... I would rather start over on my own than fall into a complicated relationship.
That would not only hurt others, but also hurt yourself.”
"But you are destined to disappear, and there is no point in thinking about it."
"...Although I have guessed this a long time ago, I am still...a little disappointed when you say it like this."
The cold and ethereal voice of Yang Ling echoed on the quiet deck, and his words were somewhat harsh and ruthless.
"That's the fact. You are just a temporary substitute, one made by Lester himself. In order to deal with Dark Wing's soul attack, you crushed and stitched together a large number of human souls to form a soul aggregate.
You think this is your own character, but in fact it is just the subconscious that the real Lester longs for but refuses to possess. You are the part of life he chooses to abandon, and you are the abandoned child he uses to block the knife.
In fact, Lester himself was an extremely contradictory person before. He was very good and did many great things, but he was still confused and did not know how to take the road ahead.
The tyrant of the underworld wants to conquer the underworld and the material realm wholeheartedly, the Mother of Masks wants to balance the world so that the world can continue to function, the stars are loyal to their own characteristics and thoughts and long to control the world permanently, and the void just wants to destroy the world...
A truly strong person will only do one thing desperately. Although Lester is strong, he is also weak.
In just a few decades, how could a mortal who suddenly gained the power of a god be able to control it and become a true god? Emotions and bonds alone were enough to hold him back. A true god would always only care about himself.
Everything else is just a passing cloud, not to mention... he hasn’t really lived like a mortal, so how can he really break free from the shackles? "
"..."
"You must be sad to hear what I say, right?"
"It's a little bit, but I know that if I don't have any expectations from the beginning, I won't be too sad.
Also, you are wrong. Although I am the part he abandoned, I am not necessarily worse than him. In my opinion, he is just a deserter who chooses to escape in the face of danger."
"Maybe he has reached the end of his rope, or maybe he doesn't know that using Icacia's forbidden technique will cause him to fall into a deep sleep and let you come out."
"It's not what you say...you really came to fight with me, right?"
"If I were here to fight, I wouldn't be sitting in your arms at this time. At least in my opinion, you are better than Leicester. He will be affected by the runes and be filled with all kinds of desires, but you will not.
Compared with him, you are actually very clean and pure."
Lester let go of the sheep spirit, lay down on the deck and closed his eyes.
"Just treat it like you're praising me...at least for now, I'm still me, I'm not him, and I won't let him affect me."
Looking at the relaxed man lying on the deck, Yang Ling stood up and looked up at the sky, which was an area she could not touch.
"Relying on the hundreds of thousands of soul energy that Lester sacrificed, Misha is about to wake up. I can feel the gaze of the star spirit, which is currently placed at the position of the Emerald Territory."
"It's Seraph Misha, right? What does that have to do with me?"
Lester turned over and said calmly.
"That's Liszt's matter. What does it have to do with Liszt and me?"
While the man was talking, Yang Ling leaned down and pressed her cold cherry lips on the man's gray-white cheek, making the man stunned.
"You have the right to choose what you want to do. It's time for me to leave."
"...Sheep, if I die, will the real Lester come back to life?"
No one responded to the man's question. The fog had dissipated and the stars in the sky appeared in front of him again.
Lester smiled self-deprecatingly, turned over and prepared to admire the night sky. The next second, his line of sight was blocked, and a ball of long orange hair fell from the edge of the boat to his eyes, full of liveliness and delicate pretty face.
The children of different colors shone with strange light, and Lester even saw two pink hearts.
The girl's smile was as bright as the stars, and she playfully stuck out her tongue at the dumbfounded man, seeming a little embarrassed.
"Hi! How are you? I mean, can I be your girlfriend?"
"...Who the hell are you for running out in the middle of the night and scaring people? Don't think that because you are cute, you won't dare to beat you!"
