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Chapter 13. The boy is preparing!

Ever since she left the woods, Nia felt that her world had changed, like a crumbling wooden house that had finally lost its last pillar, and everything she was familiar with had turned into dust and rubble.

In the carriage heading to the Holy Mountain, the monk kept answering her questions. In order to make Nia not feel bored, the monk also told her many stories:

The seventy-two gods and demons of Chaos created the world, the Goddess of Light sows the seeds of wisdom, the saints of the Chaos Era opened the way to heaven, and the rise and decline of the ancient Noah dynasty that once unified the human world...

These are secrets about the world, about the goddess of light she believes in... stories she has never heard of.

As she listened, the world in Nia's impression that was limited to Difenni Village and surrounding small villages had collapsed, and was replaced by a grand world of gods and demons, and all living things.

But Nia doesn't really care about these stories that should be extremely far away from her. What she cares about is everything the monk said about herself.

According to the monks, her real name is Euthynia L. Timothy, the daughter of Canon Policara Timothy, the previous first judge, and her necklace is from the first judge.

Token - "Judgment Cross and Serpent".

Nia was not naive enough to believe the monk's words. When she labeled the monk a "liar" in her mind, the monk immediately produced an ironclad evidence that she could not refute:

At that time, the monk saw her suspicion and was not anxious. Instead, he said calmly: "Put the snake letter in the mouth of this golden snake into it and try it."

Nia doubtfully did as he said. When she pushed the golden snake letter on the necklace back into the snake's mouth with her index finger, Nia discovered that this vivid golden snake was actually a hidden lock.

After the snake letter returned to the snake's mouth, the golden snake shrank back as if it was alive, and at the same time, the seemingly integrated cross star pendant split into two.

There was a piece of paper in the small space inside the pendant. It was such a small piece of paper that made Nia, who was prepared, widen her eyes.

The invention of watermarking in the Magic Age allowed people to make "photos".

The process is roughly to first use watermarking to record an image, and then engrave it on a special carrier.

It sounds simple, but to complete the recording and engraving, at least one skilled warlock is required to operate it, and the alchemy equipment for recording is expensive, so this technology is not widely used.

The oily paper in the pendant, which is only larger than your thumb, can record an image for about three seconds. Of course, this short image is enough to explain everything.

The scene in this photo is a garden full of flowers.

There was a man and woman cuddling tightly next to the fountain in the center of the garden. Compared to the girl, who was probably no more than ten years old, the man was obviously much older. If the two of them weren't acting so intimately, it would be normal to regard them as a father and daughter.

The monk also stretched his head to look at the image in Nia's hand. He smiled and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"She is pregnant?"

Careful Nia noticed that the girl's abdomen was slightly bulging, as if she was still a young mother.

The monk smiled and said nothing, and Nia knew that this was the correct answer.

Looking at the yellowed paper, if the mother in the image gave birth successfully, the child should be more than ten years old now.

"who are they?"

This pair of men and women were talking and laughing with each other, they were strangers.

Nia covered her forehead. She felt like something was missing in her memory. She had never seen these two people before, but she unexpectedly felt familiar with them.

"They are your real parents, First Judge Kanon and Her Royal Highness Princess Sumaya."

"What about mother?"

In fact, there is no need for a monk to tell the result. Nia also has this guess, but she just can't believe that this is the answer.

"You are Yuffie's adopted daughter, not her child."

"No! This is impossible!"

Nia smashed the necklace on the carpet, and a suffocating dizziness flooded into her mind. She sat back in her seat, and the sister beside her reached out and grabbed her index finger, which made Nia feel calmer.

"If that's the case, why didn't I know? Mom didn't tell me...about this either."

Yes, her mother should not hide anything from her.

And if she was not her biological daughter...how could her mother do that?

Before the heavy beam fell, the woman pushed herself away with her weak body. How could they not be related by blood?

How could she be someone else's child?

So the monk asked a question that Nia had never thought of: "Do you remember what happened two years ago?"

"Two years ago? I was...well!"

blank……

Can't think of anything.

Yes, the memory before she came to the village with the Belkases did not exist in her mind.

"You can't remember, can you? What have you done, where have you lived, and where have you met people or things... You have no memory of it all, right?"

"Impossible, how could I not remember anything at all? This is impossible..."

"Your original memory has been sealed. Not only that, the person who changed your memory has also given you hints, making it impossible for you to realize that you have missing memories."

Just erasing a small piece of a person's memory may endanger that person's life. After all, the human soul exists in the brain, and the complex and fragile brain is modified with foreign techniques. If you are not careful, irreparable errors will occur.

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Moreover, people often have doubts about their inexplicable missing memories. Under the impact of their own will, the effectiveness of memory-modifying spells will also be affected.

However, the person who erased the girl's memory for twelve years accurately left behind the basic memories necessary for her life. Before he forcibly induced her, the girl did not have any doubts about her life. It almost made her

Life has undergone a restart.

Steele only knew one person who could perform this almost heaven-defying technique.

"Who is he? Why would he do this?!"

Faced with the girl's question, Steele sighed: "That person is trying to cut off the cause and effect between you and the past. He has no ill intentions. You don't have to worry about who did it. You will naturally meet him in the future."

"Now, let me tell you about your biological parents."

Steele bent down and picked up the necklace on the carpet. He looked at it in his hand before handing it to the girl.

"No need for now."

Nia took the necklace and put it back on her neck, then she lay on her side on the bench and closed her eyes.

"I'm sleepy. I want to take a nap first. You can talk to me then..."

In the following time, Nia has been in a state of confusion.

Everything in her memory has been overturned, and she can no longer distinguish between fiction and reality.

If even your own parents can be fake, then is there anything else in the world that is true?

but……

Na! Verus.

At least your existence is real, right?

Suddenly Nia thought of the black-haired boy. She heard from these people that the injured boy had been treated and received a large amount of money. At least it would be no problem for him to live alone.

After repeatedly getting affirmative answers from these knights in shining armor, Nia reluctantly relaxed.

As long as he's okay.

I wonder if we can meet again in the future?

This question that suddenly popped up in her mind caused Nia's fingers to sink deeply into her palms without realizing it. She gritted her teeth and thought:

It should be ok?

We will definitely meet again, right?

Even if you and I are far apart, even if we live in two completely different worlds, even if our paths hardly intersect...

We will definitely meet again, right?

That's for sure, right?

After all - we made a promise.


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