The way in which human memories can be presented is something that even the Demon King of Hell cannot clearly and accurately describe.

It is only because the human soul can be distorted, influenced, and dissipated, but it cannot be actively dismantled.

However, what kind of memory world formed by the power of the demon king was already revealed in front of Bernie's eyes at this moment.

It's like a layer of dust on the surface of the glass, and everything seems so blurry as far as the eye can see.

Only a few elements are clearer, and even a little too clear.

Bernie was standing in a stall full of fish, the sky was cloudy, the surrounding market was hazy, and he himself looked vaguely dressed as a peddler.

But the image of the fish piled up on the partition table in front of me is very clear, and the fishy smell is even a little choking.

However, Bernie couldn't make any gestures to hide the smell.

He also has no control over his actions, not even the rhythm of his breathing.

This situation is similar to the previous dream world, but it is more stringent than the dream world.

It's just that this time he can't even move his eyes.

The flow of information that exists in the mind clearly describes why this is the case-

[This is a memory world formed by the distortion of the power of the Demon King, and anyone who is lower than the Demon King's personality cannot influence this world]

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Apparently Bernie couldn't do it at the moment, so he could only watch as "himself" kept fiddling around in front of the stall, occasionally teasing a few inaudible words with a wine seller next to him.

That is until a boy in a knee-length linen robe passes by the stall and stops curiously.

The boy had brown hair and black eyes, and judging by his appearance, it was clear that he was the owner of the memories here, the murderer who grew up to be a swineherd in the monastery.

In contrast, his teeth are still quite neat, his round face and square chin, and he looks dull.

The words spoken are just as childish.

"Mondstadt can trade this for a small fish with you."

As he spoke, he handed Bernie the half-eaten carrot in his hand, as if he felt that the size was about the same, and the value was about the same.

As a result, before "Bernie" could respond, the woman next to him raised her hand and slapped the little guy on the head, "What nonsense." ”

Then she gave Bernie an apologetic look, and walked over with her son in tow.

The boy touched his head and giggled as he walked, and then suddenly turned back to Bernie and shouted after a few steps, "Next time I'll trade frogs for you, there's a river next to our house, and there are a lot of frogs in it." ”

"An egg and a small fish, boy, as much as you can steal, I'll change it for you!"

"Bernie" gave him a slap back, causing a laugh and scolding all around him, and then he watched the child's smiling figure fade away from the blur.

The world around us is blurring, just as memories that are unimportant or non-existent are difficult to maintain.

By the time this ambiguity had reached a certain point, Bernie, a fishmonger, had become an elderly butler on a horse, and was now looking at the boy below with scrutiny, and a middle-aged couple on either side of the boy.

"Is it that he wants to be a servant in our family's manor?"

"It's him, Lord Robin, look ......," said the middle-aged man, handing the money bag to Bernie with a flattering face.

As a result, "Bernie", who was still scrutinizing, took the money bag and checked it with his hand, but threw it into the arms of the middle-aged man with a look of disgust.

Then he said in disgust: "Your kid is too ugly to meet the requirements of our family." ”

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to respond, "Bernie" kicked the horse's belly and walked away slowly.

The middle-aged couple behind them turned around and left with their son in disappointment, and the man was still muttering: "I have long said that the manor of the noble lord is not easy to enter, and you still don't listen, look at it now, people can't look down on the money that has been saved for ten years." ”

"Maybe we can ask for another manor."

"I said I'd better send Mondstadt to my cousin Boswell, who is now in charge of the kitchen in the monastery and can stuff Mondstadt in, he likes Mondstadt very much, and he mentioned it to me earlier."

"Still no, Boswell isn't a decent man......"

"Then who do you say is a decent person? Robin's butler just now? ”

“……”

"I said, why do you always say that cousin? That's the ...... in our family."

The world of memories faded again, and new memories continued to emerge.

Entering the monastery as a servant and being bullied for his stupidity, Brother Boswell, who liked Mondstadt, gradually became abbot and promoted him to a full abbey, constantly teaching him to read and write......

Unable to interfere and can only watch from the sidelines, Bernie seems to have experienced the whole life of the murderer Mondstadt in the process.

It was a life full of luck compared to ordinary commoners, and it was also a very difficult life compared to the aristocratic class, and it was generally plain and fulfilling.

Until "Bernie" became the abbess named Boswell, and had a conversation in the room with the murderer who had grown into a young man,

"Your father and mother were robbed on their way to see you, and they have ascended to heaven."

"Huh?"

"I say, your parents were robbed on their way to visit you, and they have died."

"Ah......h

Mondstadt was speechless for a long time, but his face turned pale.

"Bernie" sighed at this, then picked up a letter on the table next to him and handed it to the other party.

"I need to go out in two days, I don't worry about you staying in the monastery, take this letter and go to a manor house in Ibiza to recuperate for a while."

Mondstadt instinctively reached out and took the letter, but his face looked as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Bernie" clenched his fists when he saw this, and suddenly said: "In this way, you will stay there for ten days, and if I have not picked you up after ten days, you will go to the house where I first brought you to the monastery, and there is a dark compartment under the bed in the corner of the house, and you will knock it three times in succession, and then two times slowly, and there will be something I have left for you." ”

His last sentence is rather serious, as if a father is handing over his life's fortune to his son.

Unfortunately, Mondstadt didn't have the heart to think about anything at the moment, nodded blankly, and then left with the letter in hand.

The surroundings blurred and shifted, and Bernie then found himself in a dark room.

As far as the eye can see, there is a blurred wood-beamed roof, and the surroundings are full of snoring and dreaming, which looks chaotic.

But "Bernie" seemed to be accustomed to this, got up and put on his robe, sat down on the bed, bent over his shoes, and then walked cautiously out of the room in the moonlight.

By the way, I also looked around to see if anyone had spotted my sneaky tracks.

Unfortunately, he focused on the inside of the house, but he didn't notice that anyone was hiding behind a tree outside the door.

So when "Bernie" sneaked towards one of the monastery's buildings, he unknowingly had a tail hanging behind him.

None of Bernie's actions could be controlled, so it wasn't long before the sneaky "Bernie" arrived in the deserted library of the monastery and whispered to a few other monks who had also sneaked over.

"There is no news yet, will there be an accident?"

"What could happen? Can they still know that we did it? ”

"It's hard to say, who knows if we were seen sneaking out that day."

"And even if it's not seen, there are transcendental beings......"

"The Transcendent? Vito, what are you talking about, but killing two inconspicuous peasants, what transcendent would bother with such a trivial matter? ”

"The dean will, that woman is his lover, and he even has an illegitimate child......"

"The dean is not an extraordinary being, he hasn't opened that treasure yet."

"If the dean really didn't, how could he dare to go to that one for revenge?"

"Dean, maybe not, but that one certainly is. We're now framing him for killing the dean's lover and threatening Mondstadt's life, and if that one really wants to be held accountable, we're ......."

A thin old monk spoke with a worried face, and Bernie sneered at this.

Then he felt almost over, and his mind moved, and his mind was connected to the black mist world that was closely connected to his soul.

So he, who could only watch and couldn't participate, suddenly took control of this body, and then said something that shouldn't have appeared in this memory,

"Bazel is just the illegitimate son of Bishop Jerome, and he can't track us down, what's so scary?"

As soon as these words came out, the few people next to them did not react in any special way, and still said some speculation and worry according to their current memory, as if they had not heard Bernie's words.

Mondstadt, who was eavesdropping outside the library window, didn't hear it, or rather, he was a projection of a memory.

Therefore, he was now even more angry at what the monks had revealed in their previous words.

However, although he trembled with anger at the moment, and even bit his lip with blood, he never made a sound, but after listening to the words of some monks again, he turned around and secretly left.

"Mondstadt will seek revenge on you, wait and see, Mondstadt will seek revenge on you."

He muttered as he walked, but he looked a little dazed, until he suddenly remembered what the dean had said before leaving.

So the dazed figure walked in the direction of an inconspicuous building somewhere in the monastery.

Bernie on the other side should have dissipated due to the departure of the memory master, but because of the participation of the Black Mist World, he is now able to move freely.

Before Mondstadt could reach his target, Bernie arrived in the room and pulled out a few clutters from the compartment, one of which stood out as a parchment with a black goat's head.

All of this was a reflection of Mondstadt's memory, not real, so when the book was opened, many of the words were blurred.

Only one of the pages with a large number of annotations is very clear, even excessive.

Bernie's fingers wiped many of the handwriting on the pages of the book as he opened the book, stemming from the connection he still maintained with the Black Mist World, and he was not only able to allow himself to move temporarily, but also to take the initiative to make certain changes to the rest of the current memory world.

As a result, some of the mysterious symbols and spells on the page were slowly changed into something else completely different.

One of the core of the devil's real name has also changed from Ymir Wollaston Morningstar to Enid Scott Darkfire.

Bernie then closed the book and put it back in the dark compartment.

Soon after, Mondstadt the Swineherd, dressed in a woolen robe, hurried in, but under the influence of the Black Mist World, he was oblivious to Bernie's presence.

After rummaging around the room for a long time, he finally found the items under the hidden compartment and looked through them.

As a result, the expression on his face is constantly changing, stunned, excited, hesitant, angry, hesitant......

Eventually, he gritted his teeth, picked up the books and hurried away with some other miscellaneous items.

However, this memory seems to be important to Mondstadt, and it happened not too long after the real world, so the surrounding world of memories does not dissipate, but always continues.

Bernie was also able to stay behind the other man, watching him follow the book step by step to prepare the materials and memorize the spells.

The names that Mondstadt uttered and the rituals that were laid out at the beginning were exactly what he remembered.

But those corresponding memories do not match the knowledge in the books in hand.

As a result, this memory world almost collapsed several times, but under the influence of Bernie's use of the "permissions" brought by the black fog world, this memory did not completely dissipate after all, but quietly "corrected" after several conflicts.

Eventually, on a dark night, Mondstadt the Swineherd performed a ceremony calling on the devil in the monastery's cemetery.

He successfully contacted the Devil Count named Enid Scott Darkfire recorded in the book, and made a deal with her to bring death and fear to the monastery called Amos.

The tampered memories are quietly connected with reality, and the change of name and some subtleties will not affect the overall memory of Mondstadt.

He still remembered all the things his master had told him and all the things he had said.

It's just that the existence corresponding to the name of this master and the knowledge of the ritual has changed from Ymir Wollaston Morningstar to Enid Scott Darkfire.

Bernie thus disconnected from the world of black fog, and his free movement once again turned into a trace of memory, dissipating with the haze of his surroundings.

But after this haze, Bernie did not appear in the new world of memory as before, but broke away from Mondstadt's memories and appeared in the real world—

There was a constant chill from the hard rock beneath him, and the air around him was dreary.

It was dark in front of him, and the faint flames burned on the torches that fell next to him, illuminating a dark tunnel leading deep underground.

Tracy, a young deacon dressed in linen, and Elinor, a blonde boy, were collapsing beside Bernie, unconscious.

Bernie was supposed to be in the ranks, but now he quietly got up, looked at the two of them, grabbed their arms one by one, and walked into the depths of the tunnel.

He didn't have a torch in his hand, so it didn't take long for the surroundings to become pitch black.

But that didn't affect Bernie's actions.

Deeper into the tunnel, some waves of qi that could be felt gradually appeared in the surrounding air, slowly slamming into the face, bringing bursts of mysterious power that could make people sleep.

This power blends with the air, silently, and because the power hidden in it is extremely powerful, it is even more defenseless.

That's why Bernie and the others blinked and fell into a dream before.

And its origins have been revealed as Bernie goes deeper into the tunnel.

It was a black stone door that stood in the depths of a stone hall at the bottom of the tunnel, towering like a giant, illuminated by blue braziers on both sides.

Therefore, you can clearly see the countless mysterious symbols and patterns existing on the stone gate.

At the same time, the door had now been opened, and a crack barely passed through a person, and waves of qi were constantly coming from the gap.

And in the center of the front of this door, in the core area surrounded by countless mysterious patterns, there is also an inconspicuous dagger.

When he looked intently, two streams of information appeared in Bernie's mind one after another-

[This is a sealed door forged from the Stone of Destiny, mixed with the power of Heaven and Destiny, and can only be opened with the holiest blood]

……

[This is a fine iron dagger stained with holy blood, it is useless in itself, but it can be effective on certain occasions]

……

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At the same moment, when Bernie arrived at the door deep in the tunnel.

A devil named Enid Scott Darkfire has appeared in the ruins outside the tunnel under the guidance of his black-robed subordinates.