At the same time (?), in Brindisi, Archmage Merlin's temporary laboratory.
Merlin was extremely busy, fiddling with a lot of complicated scientific instruments with the help of Lianyin, and constantly assembling the spare body of the dragon-man demon Bors.
Bors's head was placed on a pedestal nearby and connected to thousands of wires of different colors and sizes. These precision instruments worked non-stop, allowing the dragon golem's electronic brain to communicate with a huge
The server is connected. This server plays the role of supplying energy and preserving data. It is the only basis for maintaining Boles' consciousness and preventing the "soul" in the electronic mind from disappearing.
Hearing that Merlin was also in Brindisi, Arthur hurried over with Bedivir.
The King of Knights pushed open the door and shouted as soon as he came up: "Merlin! I'm looking for you everywhere!"
"Arthur?" Merlin glanced at the King of Knights, but his face was full of indifference and exhaustion. "Are you ready to go?" He replied lightly, and immediately turned around to continue his precision electronic work.
Merlin thought that Ivan had informed Arthur and that Arthur was going to the Turks to join Paramedis and others to prepare for the attack on the Wall of the World.
Who knew, Arthur was going to Prague.
"Yes, we're about to set off." The King of Knights' answer was unexpectedly on point, and he managed to get rid of such a major misunderstanding in just one sentence.
Merlin was still busy and did not delve into Arthur's answer. He just grunted: "Very good, good luck to you. I'll finish my work here and I'll rush over to support you soon."
Arthur was dissatisfied with Merlin's coldness, but he knew that Merlin must have a reason for being so cold.
"Is this -------?" Arthur looked at Boles' head.
The originally majestic dragon-man golem seemed to have been damaged by some kind of strong explosion, and now only a dragon head was left. The metal dragon head was covered with burnt black, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
If machines had the concept of death, this would probably be a state of near-death.
"...Beibei?" A faint voice came from the machine.
That was Papalov's voice.
Inhabiting the electronic mind of the dragon-man demon Bors, the last soul (consciousness) of the white bear Papalov woke up because he sensed that his brother Bediwell was nearby.
-----I want to see my brother one last time before his consciousness completely disappears.
The tiger-man boy next to Arthur contains the consciousness of Bedivere.
Albert (Bediwell) walked over curiously: "Why do you know my nickname..."
"Beibei... I'm sorry ------" Papalov's voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible: "Brother... I can't stay with you anymore...
....You should take care of yourself ------It's nice to see you again at last..."
Seeing Papalov's soul (consciousness) completely dissipate, Bedivere should have burst into tears and was heartbroken.
However, the tiger boy replied with a confused (calm) look: "Who are you? Do I know you?"
An unintentional answer, but extremely cruel.
A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the demon. Then, the light in it completely disappeared, and even the last bit of [Papalov's] consciousness disappeared into the void and no longer existed.
Arthur stared at the tiger boy in surprise. He understood everything.
The impact of the death of the Holy Spirit White Wolf on Bedivere was finally reflected.
Bediwell completely forgot about his brother Papalov. This brother completely disappeared from Bediwell's memory.
This is the price of the death of the Holy Spirit.
When a person dies, others can still mourn him in their memory.
If memory also dies, then this person's past becomes nothingness and is forever erased from history.
Without memories, even condolences cannot be done.
To be forgotten forever is to have never lived.
Live for the moment to be forgotten.
------That is, how unbearable.
"Ah, Arthur?" The tiger boy looked at the King of Knights curiously, "What's wrong with you? Your face looks really scary. Did I say something wrong?"
"No. It's nothing, don't worry about it." Arthur tried his best to hide the guilt on his face, "Merlin, do you remember the last time I brought you a note from Tobedi? The equipment I asked you to make----
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Merlin was still busy and only replied lightly: "Well, it's done, Lianyin?"
"Follow me." Lianyin put down her work and led Arthur to another room in the laboratory.
In a small storage room, the Patimo girl opened a box.
The object in the box is a backpack. A metal backpack that reflects silver light. It seems to be some kind of auxiliary device, but its size is too small, making people doubt its performance.
"Well, this doesn't seem to be the same as what I asked for?" Arthur frowned.
"It is made of memory alloy." Lianyin explained, "Put it on your back, spread your wings, and it will deform and overlap with your wings."
"Oh, so high-tech." Arthur took the backpack and put it on his back.
"It is brain-controlled, and there is no need to explain how to use it. As long as you flap the wings, it will generate additional propulsion along the direction of the wing surface."
"I understand, thank you." Arthur turned around and prepared to leave.
"Um, Mr. Arthur?" Lianyin called to the King of Knights.
"What's wrong?"
"Please take good care of Bedi, please." Lianyin's words were full of affection.
"You don't need to remind me, I plan to do that too." The King of Knights smiled calmly.
He had already regarded Bediwell as a relative. Bedi had lost a brother, and Arthur planned to personally compensate for Bedi's loss. He regarded this as a kind of atonement.
In the research room, Elaine was staring at Albert (Bedivere) with vicious eyes, which made the tiger boy feel terrified.
He casually looked at a sword beside him.
"That's the sword of your tiger friend, take it with you." Merlin noticed Al (Bedi)'s gaze and immediately chuckled, "A very dangerous ancient weapon that can cut through space. Be sure to use it.
Be careful."
Albert (Bedivere) put away the slicing magic sword Tyrphon: "Cut the space?"
Merlin kept moving his hands and mouth: "Its blade is equipped with a very terrifying enchantment, which can separate the space inside the object the moment it touches it."
It can cut through subspace and separate molecular structures. In fact, there is no object in the world that it cannot cut open. Be careful not to use it indiscriminately."
Albert (Bedivere) carefully put the sword into the scabbard, "I won't abuse it. I'm not going to kill people. I'm just protecting Ya------"
"Yes, to protect." At this time, Elaine finally interjected, "If you can't even protect your own brother, how can you protect others."
Confused by this unprovoked complaint, Albert (Bediwell) turned to look at the dragon boy in shock: "E, Elaine?"
Not only has his appearance changed, but his usual honest attitude has also changed a lot. Albert (Bediwell) recognized Elaine from the voice and smell of the dragon boy earlier, but now, he can't be sure.
"No, don't talk to me. I hate you!" The dragon boy huddled in the corner, looking frightened, but he kept cursing: "You heartless guy! People like you will never win from gambling."
Just disappear from Mr. Charles's memory. We don't want to see you again."
Albert (Bedivere) was stunned for a long time. He had no idea what he said wrongly that would make Elaine angry------he would never be able to figure it out.
And this poisonous curse that Elaine unintentionally cast will become a reality in a few days.
Everyone will forget that [Bediwell] exists.
Everything he owns will be completely lost and turned into nothingness.
He will wander in loneliness forever until the day his fate comes.
The [price] he pays to change his destiny will be extremely heavy.