"Can you still remember who you are?"

Finn crouched down, half-knelt down on one knee, buried his two brown eyes and stared at the blue-gray piece of flesh on the ground with two eyeballs sticking to it, and asked in a calm voice about the consciousness placed in those two eyeballs.

Sensing that Finn, who was crouching down close to him, the two eyeballs that were clinging to the flesh blinked weakly, and they tried to keep them open wide and meet the young man's eyes.

Half an hour later.

"I am Perometheus, the Templar Church's Moon Sword Saint...... Ah, Gaztex above, are you also a paladin of the Church? ”

The two eyeballs that contained the soul of Perometheus wrapped two cloudy tears, and another slender mouth slit suddenly cracked in the skin of the flesh, and asked the young paladin in a vague voice.

Hearing Perometheus's voice, Finn was stunned.

He had planned to use some simple means of communication to try to extract some useful information from the memories of Perometheus's ghost.

For example, when he asks the Revenant of the Moon Swordmaster, the result of the question only needs to be answered with "yes" or "no", and the other party is prompted in advance to blink an eye when answering "yes" and twice if "no".

But now it seems that this is no longer necessary.

Since the other party can still speak in such a way that he didn't expect, the rest of the conversation must be much easier.

"Gaztex above, I am a paladin of the Templar Church." Thinking about his speech for a moment, Fein pursed his lips and stared at the lump of flesh that had cracked a small slit in his mouth. Lifting the emblem bracelet wrapped around his left wrist to show the latter, he replied.

Hearing the young man's answer, the two eyes that were glued to the piece of meat froze for a moment.

After that moment. The soul of Perometheus pinned on his eyes finally couldn't help the emotion surging in his heart, and his eyes suddenly filled with tears as dirty as sewage, and a low moan of "woo woo" came out of his mouth.

Fein was sure he was right.

The monster's eyes wept.

Tears flowed from the eyes of the former Church Sword Saint who held his soul, and a new choked tone appeared in his ugly and incoherent voice, and then he asked Finn, "O Holy Warrior of the Church, have you ever seen a ray of light in the dark night?" Although that glimmer of light is more subtle than we can imagine, and ephemeral...... But it's precious. I still don't want to let go of the hand that was reaching out to her, even though my own soul was already soaked in the stench of monster blood. ”

In a voice that was already very weak, he asked the young man who was crouching and half-kneeling above his line of sight.

His inquiring words, however, sounded more than inquiring. Rather, it is a self-contained monologue that tries to tell Fein about the pain and grievances he suffered during his lifetime.

Finn knew some of the tragedies that Perometheus had experienced during his lifetime.

In the history of the Templar of Feldia, the Moonsword of the Church fell into the bane of depravity due to a compromise in the face of evil, and then gradually became aware of some heresy in his own ideas that conflicted with the ideas of the Church. Ultimately, because of the rigid characteristics that Paladins generally have. And step by step, he walked on the road of destruction of the collapse of faith, and ended up with the tragic end of being killed by the silver lion Roderick on the orders of the Pope.

In the original plot of the game, when he died, he was so pitiful that he didn't even get the resting ritual that the other priests deserved after their deaths.

“…… Well, maybe what I just said was too much of a stress of my feelings, making it difficult for you to understand. After a while, the soul of the Moon Sword Saint seemed to realize the inappropriateness of what he had just said. The piece of flesh that stuck to the two eyeballs then continued to grin and sew, "So." Please tell me, the Holy Warriors of the Church...... Do the clergy of our Church already have a flawless faith? Have our colleagues become righteous doers? ”

The deceased's words sounded much more concise this time.

Looking down at the eyes on the piece of meat, Finn secretly clenched his right fist holding the silver sword, gritted his teeth, and replied, "Yes." ”

Just a simple lingua franca word.

It means "affirmatively", "convincedly" and "so it is".

But the young paladin understood that this was enough for the Church's Moon Sword Saint.

"Oh, I see...... Whew... Very well, I'm relieved, hahahahaha......" The monster's small mouth chuckled like a donkey's bark, "That's great, Templars...... It's great that you have followed in the footsteps of justice and have not repeated my mistakes... Hahahaha...... Uh-huh! Ahem......"

Seeing that the flesh that was sticking to the two eyeballs was shaking violently, and the sound of coughing came out of his mouth, Fein shook his head slightly, and looked at the thing that was communicating with him in words at this moment.

Then remind the other person: "You are weak right now. ”

"It's okay... Ahem...... "The monster's flesh choked out a smear of filthy blood from the crack in its mouth, "Hmm...... Now, O paladin of the Church, I have a request...... May I ask you to kill me? ”

"There's no problem with that." Finn hesitated for a moment, then replied, "However, I also have a request, and I don't know if you can grant it. ”

“…… I listened. ”

"Can you tell me about your regrets when you died?"

Finn asked, staring earnestly into the eyes on the piece of meat.

The organ in which Perometheus placed the soul of the dead was immediately stunned.

He didn't expect Finn to make such a request before he promised him to grant him liberation.

However, the regret before death ......

Hehe, of course there is. - he thought to himself.

So-

"I am... Died unjustly! In the blink of an eye, an extremely unwilling look was projected from the two eyes, and the mouth that had coughed up dirty blood a second ago suddenly raised his voice with firm emotion.

Hearing a hint of perometheus's words in a tone of grief and indignation, Fain immediately sensed that the plot of the Moon Blade's death game might still contain a story and information that he had not unearthed with other players in his previous life.

Immediately, the two brown pupils in his eye sockets became serious, and then he opened his mouth to ask the organ that the Church Sword Saint's soul was entrusted with: "Why do you say that?" ”

"Because...... To this day, I don't think I made a mistake in that decision. Tears of humiliation flowed from the eyes that stuck to the lump of flesh, and the slit in the mouth that controlled the coughing up blood on the lump explained, "I am not a degenerate...... Gaztex above, I have not blasphemed the righteousness in which we believe, and have not been ...... I am persecuted! (To be continued.) )