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Chapter 916 Another Me

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Without waiting for Klein to respond, he stared at Azker, who was in the depths of the mausoleum, and said:

I still remembered the situation when I died and resurrected for the first time. I lay in a pale corpse and stood up shakingly. I was very frightened. I didn't know what was going on, nor did I know where I was.

Before the church staff collected the bodies to cleanse me, I stumbled and fled there, walking through the wilderness, the countryside and the city like a wandering soul, unable to remember who I was or where I came from.

During that time, no matter where I went, I could hear many crying sounds. Seeing the pastors presided over a large number of funeral ceremonies, I felt sadness permeated every corner.

Later, I accidentally saved a noble girl and entered her manor. She was a sunny and cheerful girl. I was like a wild beast from the forest. I was both sensitive, suspicious, inferior, and afraid, and often showed a cold, indifferent, cruel, and incompatible with human morality.

She was very curious about me. No matter how I avoided her or did something bad, she would approach me, infect me with her smile, and influence me with interesting things. Before I knew it, I got used to her teasing and her existence.

We walked quietly together, she was worried, afraid that her father would not agree to marry a former vagabond who is now a servant.

Seeing her with a sad smile, I felt a boiling blood for the first time, and I impulsively told her that I was leaving here, but would come back with the title and the garland for the bride.

I went to the army, I became a knight, I rushed towards the enemy with a three-meter-long cavalry rifle, and became a baron and had my own fiefdom in the remnants of the northern continent at the end of the Quaternary.

I followed my promise and married my bride with the king's imperial seal, the family's badge, the knight's ribbon and the garland of my own.

Speaking of this, the expression on Azk's face gradually softened, as if he was savoring and remembering something, and even the corners of his mouth became unknowingly raised.

Klein's heart moved when he heard this, and he seemed to see the familiar Mr. Azke again.

What happened later?He took the initiative carefully.

Azk looked ahead and said:

Later... Later, we built a castle in our fiefdom and had a child. He was a boy who grew up very fast and predictably he would grow tall and burly in the future.

He likes fighting and always runs around with a broadsword, saying that he wants to be a knight.

I thought this was just a child's hobby and it was difficult to persevere, but even if he broke his legs and injured his head, he still refused to give up practicing. He thought that I would not see it when hiding in the room and covering my wounds with a twisted expression. Haha, he underestimated his father too much, and the spirits of the entire territory were secretly serving me.

Year after year, I regained more and more memories. My wife kept complaining that the castle was too dark and wanted to go to the sunny and warm place. I met her requirements, but it was not until a long time later that I realized that she did not hate living in the castle, but was afraid of the changes that took place in me, and the increasingly cold and unfamiliar me.

She had never told me these things and was still with me like in the past. We had a wonderful life on the beach in the south and even wanted to have another child, but unfortunately we failed.

We did not return to the fiefdom and return to the castle until I had a foreshadowing that my next death was approaching.

My eldest son, the boy, told me that he wanted to go to Beckland, become a servant of the viscounts and the earls, and start his own knighthood.

I asked him, why did he make such a choice at his teenage years old?He answered me, because I was his idol and role model, and he wanted to rely on himself as I did not be a father and mother to become a knight and aristocrat.

At that time, I had recovered most of my memories. I was always a little embarrassed, unfamiliar and uncomfortable when facing this child, but when I heard his answer, I still felt an indescribable joy, satisfaction and pride in my heart. This is my child, a completely different child from the blood descendants I left in the Bailang Empire.

Klein knew that Mr. Azke was talking about his identity as the first Baron Ramd, and that the child who made him proud and satisfied was poisoned and murdered in his later years or middle age, and was nailed to death in the coffin, and even his skull was taken away by Inszangewell.

Azk's eyes were dazed and said:

I died again, woke up in a daze, instinctively stayed away from the fiefdom, and under the pre-arrangement, I wandered to other places. In the first part of every life, I have a different life. Sometimes I encounter sweet love, and sometimes I get a pampered daughter. The kind of love and helplessness from the heart, and the satisfaction made me who gradually recovered my memory again and again shocked, confused, and contradictory.

Once, I was a filial son. I brought pride to my parents, and brought a wonderful life to my parents, and brought a lovely grandson and granddaughter. But when I woke up and found myself, I remembered that in the end of my previous life, I ignored their real son and died on the battlefield and occupied this identity. On the one hand, I felt pain and guilt, and on the other hand, I thought it was nothing, it was just a small matter, and my heart seemed to be divided into two people.

At that time, I had a mask that could turn me into anyone, but it was lost after a wake-up. Maybe it was lost by myself...

Klein remembered the daughter Mr. Azke mentioned, who liked to ask him for candy, and thought for a moment, and said:

I think you are not split inside, but fighting the crazy spirit.

After losing your past memories, you who start your new life again and again are kind, passionate, and have abundant emotions. The closer you get to your current life, the more you can reflect this.

This may be the real you, the essential you, and during the period of the ‘Consul of Death’ you were affected by the tendency to be out of control contained in the extraordinary characteristics, and by the passing of the god of death from the high position. I heard that He had gone crazy after the ‘Four Emperors Battle’.

Klein's words actually did not have much basis, because he knew that Azc's life was only a few sections, Baron Ramd, father who made swings for his daughter, filial children and gentle and friendly history teachers.

His purpose is to provide a guess, a possibility, to help Mr. Azke fight against the character of the Death Consul who has returned with his memory, and to make him face his self in the past periods of life, so as to reach some kind of reconciliation with himself, becoming less cruel.

As he spoke, he suddenly had a new idea. Before Azk finished digesting his words, he quickly asked:

Mr. Azke, do you know the anchor?The gods and angels are fixed themselves, not dragged by the depraved anchors by the extraordinary tendency to get out of control and the crazy nature of extraordinary qualities?

Know.Azk withdrew his gaze and nodded.

Klein was not very sure, but said in a pretty sure tone:

Perhaps, the new life that you lose your memory again and again is your anchor to fight madness and out of control!

Don't throw them away, don't forget them, this is yourself!After saying that, Klein added silently in his heart.

Anchor... Azk repeated this word, his expression as if he was thinking and confused.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly sighed:

This may be an explanation, at least it makes the division and conflict at my spiritual level less intense.

However, since I have already walked here, I still have to go deep into the mausoleum to see what is hidden there, why is calling me, and what caused me to die and resurrection again and again, lose my memory again and again and gradually recover...

This has bothered me for more than a thousand years and troubled my life again and again. I think I should get an answer today.

His eyes became clear a little bit, his tone seemed soft but had indescribable firmness.

Klein wanted to stop him, but after his mouth opened, he pursed again.

Azk pressed the half-height silk top hat on his head, without tilting his head, and smiled gently:

Remember to close your eyes.

After saying that, he walked forward, following the steps, towards the depths of the dark tomb.

The black fog that filled the place did not breathe anymore, slowly spreading to the surroundings, and the illusory things entrenched at the bottom appeared little by little.

It was a feathered snake that seemed to occupy an island!

It has huge scales that look dark and dark, and feathers dyed with light butter stains grew between the gaps. On each feather, there were illusory black thin tubes extending out.

This exaggerated feather snake is both illusory and real, and its more specific shape is difficult to describe, and seems to have a composition that humans cannot understand.

Its eye sockets were burning with pale flames, and its face was the human face!

The face was bronze in complexion, with soft facial features, and a small black mole under the right ear, which seemed to be another Azke Eggs!