Extra: Old memories from the New Year——

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The Su Imperial Kingdom, within the imperial capital.

"See Your Majesty!! May Your Majesty lead us and other subjects of the Imperial Kingdom to enjoy all the glorious glory!! Long live His Majesty Su Shu!! ”

Outside the palace gate, there was a sea of people, and the soldiers and people kept shouting deafeningly.

On the top of the city tower, a purple-eyed man in a gorgeous costume sat on the throne lazily with his cheeks on his cheeks, and a pair of evil purple eyes casually scanned the crowd below, feeling only ridiculous and bored in his heart, and simply closed his eyes to recuperate.

The only ones who really shout hooray are the puppets and the guys who take the opportunity to make a noise.

There is one day left, tomorrow is the New Year of the Imperial Kingdom, and he will officially ascend the throne as the emperor and become the unique son of the Su Imperial Kingdom!

And yet—

In the last worldline, he was killed by the sword saint Rheinharut, causing the world to be reset and turned upside down, resulting in the slave possessed by him......

Xia Lan!

Are you really dead?

No matter how unwilling he was to face it, the reality made him have to believe that Xia Lan was attached to him to live at the beginning, and after he was killed by the Sword Saint, how could Xia Lan's wandering soul exist? Unless a miracle happens.

The last thing in this world to believe in is miracles.

There are no miracles, only endless despair and suffering!

“…… Your Majesty? The maid on the side whispered in fright.

Su Shu opened his eyes slightly, and the cold breath frightened the maid to kneel on the ground in a hurry, which couldn't help but make him laugh, "I'm not angry, what's the point of you kneeling?" If I were to kill you, you'd be killed in a second. ”

The maid was drenched in cold sweat, how dare she talk.

Su Shu snorted coldly, knowing that the maid wanted to remind him that it was time to leave for dinner, but where did he have the heart to eat now, under the influence of the power of corpse control, he felt that it was supreme pain to live, and his soul was eroded by despair all the time, if it wasn't for the hatred that forced him to live, he really wanted to sleep well, and it was best to never wake up, so the pain would disappear.

Under his power and manipulation, the crowd below has been driven away, and the atmosphere is suddenly a little quiet.

Close your eyes and open your eyes.

His mind was full of neither revenge, nor Emilia that he had so desperately wanted to touch, but—

Pseudo-mother?!

Su Shu was shocked by his terrible thoughts, how could a dead pseudo-mother let her heart never forget?

It's just an outcast whose use value has been exhausted.

It doesn't matter if he dies, so that he will no longer be affected by Xia Lan's selfish desires, and he can finally think about the plan to fight against the world alone.

But、Yes!

If he could, it would be okay for Xia Lan to stay alive......

Su Shu must admit that he is too bold, what is the benefit of keeping a pseudo-mother? Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that that pseudo-girl is really beautiful, and even when she gets along with Xia Lan, the other party's personality charm actually impresses her to some extent......

Suddenly, Su Shu felt very cold.

It turned out to be snowing.

Snow is a rarity this season.

Is it because he has done too many evils that the heavens can't get used to it?

It doesn't matter, it's a new year.

Anyway, he hasn't done anything to be sorry for himself, so he's right, it's only someone else who is wrong, it's the world.

It's not about shirking responsibility, but about the pain and injustice embodied in yourself, which is really incisive.

Su Shu fell asleep.

Falling asleep in the cold snow, and in the infinite pain of the soul, causes the whole face to be in a constant state of distortion.

But only the more painful it is, the more relieved he is.

I don't know where it came from, a slowly rising heat made him regain consciousness a little, but his body was too tired, his eyes were hazy, and everything he could see was blurry.

"Xiao Su."

A vague blue shadow appeared in front of him, and that crisp voice was all too familiar......

It turned out that it was hugged by someone, so it felt warmer.

Person?

Shouldn't it be a ghost?

The one named Xia Lan is already dead......

So, it's all just your own illusion.

It's just that I miss it too much......

It turned out that this was indeed an illusion, and when he opened his eyes completely, Xia Lan was as empty and transparent as a ghost.

This is no longer the level of hallucination, and it has even developed to the point of schizophrenia, imagining the air as Xia Lan.

"Get down."

As soon as he spoke, Xia Lan obediently lay in his arms.

An illusion to be slaughtered.

If Xia Lan was really so obedient in his lifetime, he might really fall into it uncontrollably, and maybe even Emilia could not compare to Xia Lan's strong attraction to him.

However, it is impossible, even if Xia Lan is still alive, it is impossible to like him as an incompetent person who is riddled with despair.

This is destined to be only his unilateral delusion.

But who cares?

If he doesn't take it seriously, he will come by temperament.

What can a living illusion be used for?

As a result, Su Shu didn't do anything, just fell asleep again, and before falling asleep, he ordered Xia Lan's illusion to keep repeating three words-

I love you.

He enjoyed the feeling of being confessed to his crush.

Although, the object of the possible crush is dead.

It's cruel to him, but fortunately, he doesn't plan to live in pain anymore, when this moment of self-indulgence is over, and when he wakes up, he will face the whole world, and the end of the world is usually death.

You said......

How nice it would be if this dream never woke up.