Chapter 605: Twists and Turns in the Restoration (8)

At the same time (?), Brindisi, ** in the makeshift laboratory of Merlin.

Merlin was so busy that with Lianyin's help, he fiddled with a large number of complex scientific instruments, constantly assembling the spare body of the dragonman golem Bols.

Bols's head rests on a nearby pedestal, connected to thousands of wires of various colors and sizes. These precision instruments worked non-stop, connecting the dragonman golem's electronic mind to a massive server. This server serves as a source of energy and data preservation, and is the only basis for maintaining Bols's consciousness and preventing the "soul" of the electronic mind from disappearing.

Hearing that Merlin was also in Brindisi, Arthur hurried to Bedywell.

The Knight King slammed open the door and shouted as soon as he came up, "Merlin, I'm looking for you everywhere!" "Arthur?" Merlin glanced at the Knight King, but his face was full of indifference and exhaustion. "Are you ready to go?" he replied lightly, and immediately turned back to his precision electronics work.

Merlin thought that Evan had informed Arthur, and that Arthur was about to go to the Turks to join up with Palamides and the others in preparation for the attack on the Shijie Wall.

Who knows, Arthur is going to Prague.

"Yes, it's about to go. The Knight King's answer was unexpectedly correct, and such a major misunderstanding was confused in one sentence.

Merlin was still busy, so he didn't delve into Arthur's answer, and only snorted: "Very good, good luck." I'm done with my work here, and I'll be there right away. Arthur was unhappy with Merlin's coldness, but he knew that Merlin must have a reason for being so cold.

"Is this—?" Arthur looked at Bols' head.

The originally imposing dragonman golem seemed to have been damaged by some kind of powerful explosion, and now there was only one dragon head left. The metal faucet was covered in charred black, and it seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

If a machine has the concept of death, it is probably a state of near death.

"Bebe?" a faint voice came from the machine.

It was Papalov's voice.

The soul (consciousness) of Papalov, the white bearman, who lives in the electronic mind of the dragonman Golem Boles, awakens to the sense that his brother Bediwell is nearby.

I want to see my younger brother Zuihou before his consciousness completely dissipates.

And the tiger boy next to Arthur, among them is the consciousness of Bedeville.

Albert (Bediwell) leaned over curiously: "You know my name" "Bebe I'm sorry-" Papalov's voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible: "Brother can't be with you in the future, you have to take care - it's good that you can zaijian you." "Seeing Papalov's soul (consciousness) completely dissipate, Bediwell should have been crying silently, heartbroken.

However, the tiger boy replied with a confused (calm) face: "Who are you? Do I know you?", an unintentional answer, but extremely cruel.

A flash of despair flashed in the golem's eyes. Then, the light in it disappeared completely, and even the little [Papalov] consciousness of Zuihou disappeared into the void and never existed again.

Arthur glared at the tiger boy in amazement. He understood everything.

The effects of the death of the Holy Spirit White Wolf on Bediwell are finally being felt.

Bedivel completely forgot about his older brother Papalov. This brother has completely disappeared from Bedi's memory.

This is the price of the death of the Holy Spirit.

When one person dies, others can still mourn it in their memory.

If the memory also dies, the person's past becomes nothing, erased from history forever.

Without memories, even mourning can't be done.

To be forgotten forever is to never live.

To live, for the moment of oblivion-

That's, how unbearable.

"Ya, Arthur?" the tiger boy looked at the Knight King curiously, "What's wrong with you? Your face is so horrible, did I say something wrong?" Nothing, don't care. Arthur tried his best to hide the guilt on his face, "Merlin, remember the last time Tobedi brought you a note? I asked you to make the equipment-" 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 lab.

In a small storage room, the Lady of Partimore opens a box.

The contents of the box are a backpack. A metal backpack that reflects a silvery glow. It appears to be some sort of assistive device, but its size is too small to call doubt its performance.

"Well, that doesn't seem like what I'm asking for?" said Arthur frowned.

"It's made of memory alloy. "Put it on your back and spread your wings, and it will transform and stack on top of your wings." "Oh, it's high-tech. Arthur took the backpack and put it on his back.

"It's brain-controlled, so you don't need to explain how to use it. As soon as you flap the wings, it will generate additional propulsion in the direction of the wing surface. "Understood, xiexie. Arthur turned to leave.

"That, Mr. Arthur?" Lotus called out to the Knight King.

"What's wrong?" "Please take care of Bedi, please. Lianyin's words were full of affection.

"I don't need you to remind me that I'm going to do that. The Knight King smiled indifferently.

He had long regarded Bediwell as a relative. Bedi has lost an older brother, and Arthur intends to personally compensate Bedi for that loss. He took it as a kind of atonement.

In the research room, Elaine is staring at Albert (Bediwell) with a vicious gaze, staring at the tiger boy's heart.

He casually looked at a sword beside him.

"That's your tiger friend's sword, take it. Merlin noticed Al (Bedi's) gaze and immediately chuckled, "A very dangerous ancient weapon, it can actually cut through space. Use caution when using it. Albert (Bedeville) put away the sword Tilphon: "Slash through space?" Merlin kept his hands and mouth: "Its blade has a terrifying enchantment attached to it, which can separate the space inside objects the moment it touches them.

It can slice through subspace, separate molecular structures, and in fact, there is nothing on the shijie that it can't cut open. Be careful not to mess with it. Albert (Bediwell) carefully tucked the sword into its scabbard, "so that it will not be abused." It's not about killing. I'm just here to protect Ya-" "Yes, to protect it. At this time, Elaine finally interjected, "I can't even protect my own brother, and what do you say to protect others." Confused by this unexplained complaint, Albert (Bediwell) turned his head to look at the dragon man boy in shock: "Yi, Elaine?" Not only has his appearance changed, but even his usual honest attitude has changed a lot. Albert (Beddeville) had earlier recognized Elaine from the Dragonman Boy by voice and smell, but now, he couldn't be sure.

"No, don't talk to me. I hate you!" the dragon boy shrank in the corner, looking frightened, but his mouth kept scolding: "Guy with no conscience! We don't want to zaijian to you. Albert (Bediwell) was stunned for a long time, he had no idea what he had said wrong that would make Elaine angry—he would never have figured it out.

And this poisonous curse unintentionally cast by Elaine will become a reality in a few days.

Everybody will forget that [Bediville] exists.

Everything he has will be completely lost, reduced to nothingness.

He will wander forever in solitude until the day of fate.

The [price] he paid to change his fate will be immensely heavy.