"It's hard to do now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I killed Finn (actually let him retrieve his soul) and formed a bond with the Sage Tower, which is a bit detrimental to my future plans......" On the table in front of Roque was the Saint Quartz of Light that radiated a dazzling light, and dots of colored light emanated from it from time to time, filling the entire room with light.

Matthew's head was pressed against the table, his eyes staring at the saint crystal unblinkingly, his eyes full of desire to explore the unknown.

"Brother Roque, where did this shiny stone come from, and why do I always feel ...... Is there a story in this stone? ”

Roque didn't know what he remembered, and muttered, "Story...... There are stories everywhere in this world, but who can hear them all......"

"So, Matthew," Roque suddenly had an idea, "let's play a game with a piece of paper and two pens, shall we?" ”

Matthew raised his immature little head and said, "Okay, so how do you play?" ”

"It's very simple, each of us writes a word on the palm of our hand, and then we each write a word on a blank piece of paper that we think is best for us. Then we fused the words on the palms of our hands, and then wrote a story related to the fused words based on the words on the paper. ”

"Sounds pretty easy, so let's try it?" Matthew nodded.

So, Roque and Matthew each wrote a word on the palm of their hand, and then ......

"Before I write the second word, I would like to ask you, if you were to name yourself, what would it be?" Roque suddenly asked such a question.

"Huh? Name? ”

"Yes. Since everyone's name is generally chosen by their parents, I wonder what kind of name you would choose if you had to pick it yourself? ”

“…… Well...... Well, because of preconceived notions and habits, I'm used to the name Matthew, and I don't seem to have thought about it yet. ”

"First of all, I'm going to tell you something. That is, whatever the name, the name is a wave, maybe a sound, maybe an image, maybe even a song. Because of the reflex arc formed by your long-term conditioning, whenever someone mentions your name, or sees the font of your name, you will have a state of conditioned reflex, which is the root of why we make a distinction between things and ourselves. ”

"So," Roque held out his hand, and the palm of his hand was written 'I'.

Matthew was stunned for a moment when he saw this word, and then he also stretched out his hand, and her palm was impressively written 'Xi'.

“…… Why Hi? Roque asked.

“…… Because I've never felt anything like this...... I've been lonely ever since I was conscious...... My loved ones died in the disaster, and Uncle Lancelot, who loved me the most, left me not long ago, and I really haven't felt what it's like to say 'joy'......" This passage was said in a very indifferent tone, and even Roque felt the loneliness and helplessness hidden behind the words.

"And now." Roque took his broad palm around Matthew's small hand.

"It was warm...... There's a heat that I want to fill the void of dead silence......" Mathieu muttered, feeling the warmth and longing for it.

Roque smiled, picked up the pen and wrote the word 'heart' on the paper, then handed the pen to Matthew, and said, "It's your turn, Matthew." ”

Matthew took the pen, hesitated for a while, and slowly wrote the word "repair" on the paper.

"Repair? Great, Matthew you're really great! Roque smiled with satisfaction.

Matthew slowly put the pen down and asked confusedly, "Really?" I really...... Isn't it great? ”

Roke gave Matthew a thumbs up and said, "That's right! You're really great! ”

"Now, let's merge the words on the palm of our hands ...... 'I like'. Right? ”

"If you add your heart, it means 'I like heart,' doesn't it?"

"Whose heart is it?"

"Isn't it my heart?"

"So what if you add 'I like' with your 'Xiu'?"

That's "I like to fix ...... Heart"? ”

"That's right, so my story is that I fell in love with my heart after going through countless challenges."

"My story is that after going through countless challenges, I fell in love with mind cultivation."

"Why? Why Mind Cultivation? ”

"Because what I like is my heart."

……

"I almost forgot, I went out for so long, and I didn't say a word to those two guys from Leon Chris, I hope they don't worry about me." Roque, who had just coaxed Matthew to bed, patted his head and remembered that he hadn't said anything to Leon Chris when he slipped out this time.

"There's one more thing that I find a little strange, though, and that's why this Spectre Epic set is here?" Looking at the epic suit in front of him that exuded a mysterious glow, Roque felt a pang of incredulity.

Although Roque's memory was temporarily blocked during the restriction and zero destruction, so he couldn't remember who he was at all, but when the consciousness of the main self was detached, this part of Roque's memory did not disappear, or rather, it was because Roque surpassed death and therefore had the power to fight against 'amnestics'. (This is the power of God)

Regardless of the reason for the appearance of this epic set, in short, Roque is still a little happy about its sudden appearance.

Roque picked up this set of equipment, and suddenly felt a burning finger, he quickly looked up, only to find that it was the Holy Crystal of Light that was hot.

"This ...... Why do you have a strong premonition that someone is calling me to integrate this Saint Quartz into this set of Ghost Phantoms...... "Roque held the Ghost Phantom in his left hand and the Saint Quartz in his right hand, and the light of the two echoed each other, and at a certain point in time, the fluctuations of the two suddenly coincided, and then ...... A miracle happened!!

The Holy Quartz of Light emitted an incomparably brilliant light, turning into a beam of brilliant light and injecting into the Wraith Phantom Set, transforming the original ink-black appearance into a gorgeous battle armor that shimmered with golden light.

Eternal Glory Set!

These words appeared inexplicably in Roque's brain, as if he had seen the equipment before.

A battle spirit suddenly appeared in Roque's mind, holding a huge Fang Tian Painting Halberd, dressed in a golden Eternal Glory suit, constantly wielding weapons in his mind.

"Terran...... Indestructible...... War Spirit ...... Non-stop! The staccato voice of words reached Roque's mind, and with the unparalleled mental intensity, Roque felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.