Naturally, they do not only understand the extended term "extended family", but they cannot understand the concept of family in the traditional sense.

The Guradan family is a case in point.

York looked at Guladan and his thoughts grew more and more distant.

He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he also liked to go out and play in the snow in the cold winter. Even if he shivered from the cold, he didn't want to go back - he was basically carried back by his mother.

However, the little boy's face had been blurred from his memory.

It was his own face, but it looked like a stranger he had seen somewhere.

York has lost his flesh for a long time.

If those memories dissipated completely, then he couldn't even figure out if the old self still existed—was he really attached to the armor and not something else?

Originally loved ones...... Their appearance is even more blurred.

Even the figure of the lover for whom he had tried his best to protect was gradually drifting away as if he had disappeared into the ruins of memory.

It all happened slowly. Time changes everything, and naturally includes these memories.

They're still precious, they just don't come with them anymore. Memories slipped away quietly, imperceptibly. It's as if one day I suddenly remembered that there was something important I hadn't done, but I couldn't remember the details no matter how hard I tried.

Over time, more and more things are forgotten. This process has been inadvertently so inadvertent that it can only be felt terrifying if you stumble upon it.

The oldest and clearest memory is that after he died with the other party in the most difficult battle of his life, when his soul was about to disappear, an Aiya girl appeared in front of him. Then, with the cold glow of the frost, the last remaining faint soul was fixed in form, bound to the suit of armor he was wearing.

"I won't give up on you. Ethel whispered this, his expression unusually determined.

But in fact, the Iron Knight who once left many legends is indeed gone. Today's York is more like a phantom of his former self.

For revenge, he launched an unknown death match on the steel sky, and quietly fell here with the corpse of his opponent.

Maybe dying at that time is the best ending.

But Ethel saved him.

The girl who had been caring for him until it was too late to arrive at the battlefield, but she could still make amends.

York Erickstein.

This is the full name of the Iron Knight.

"I made you like this...... Do you hate me?" said Ethel on the edge of a cliff, looking at York with a complicated expression.

"You know, you ask. The Iron Knight was silent for a moment, avoiding the topic.

"I just don't know why I asked?" Ethel secretly observed York with great concern and tenderness, as if he could see his expression because of this: "I did that, was it really good?"

"Have you done anything like this to anyone else?" and without a positive response, the Iron Knight asked the question.

His mood was so complicated that it was difficult to say what he really thought.

Death, for a person like him, means that he can let go of everything and be free.

But Ethel's actions saved him in a broken form. Despite his gratitude, York has to continue to face a heavy reality.

To live in such a way that there is no body and can only be attached to armor is a kind of torment in itself.

There is no way to vent many desires - chromophobia. York was depressed by this.

Of course, this is just one of many depressing things.

Wearing armor on your body is a completely different thing from being armor on your body - as if you were looking good for armor in the first place. And now, it's all about taking care of your body.

Once you get used to it, you don't think it's anything.

But that feeling of loss won't go away.

It's like a person with a severed limb who has phantom limb pain.

York often had the illusion that his body was still there.

As a result, there have been many incongruous hallucinations.

"Yes. Faced with York's question, Ethel looked a little sad: "But...... Most of them failed. ”

"What is the result of failure?" Although he thought it was a knowingly question, he continued to ask about the Mage Aya.

"There won't be any terrible consequences...... It's just that people can't be saved. Aya leaned over and sat down next to York, her expression seeming to be full of determination: "Honestly, you are the second person I saved......! Huh, did you ask me who the first person was? Hmm...... I'll tell you when the time comes. ”

Later, York did meet the man.

He was likewise attached to a suit of metal armor. Moreover, the armor was found for him by Ethel. The guy was originally wearing a half-body plate armor, but it was replaced by Ethel with a full-body plate armor.

"Are you just going to fix your soul to the whole body plate armor?" "The more York thought about it, the more strange it became: "It can only be armor and not clothes, and I can understand that the armor is relatively strong, and even if there is no physical support, the shape is very good." But not with half-body plate armor?"

"Actually...... OK. It's just that the compatibility won't be too good. Ethel imagined in confusion, and then said, "But, you see a half-body plate of armor moving on its own, but no legs are exposed...... Weird, isn't it?"

"......" York was silent for a moment, feeling that it made sense.

In fact, many people can't see that there is no one in the armor at all. York was often thought to be just Ebon in thick armor.

This naturalness is the advantage of the human form.

"York, you haven't answered my question yet. Ethel poked his head over to look at York, his expression still a little uneasy: "Because...... I feel like you've been depressed. ”

"Would you be happy to let you die and be pulled up in this form?" said York, sullenly trying to suppress his anger, "I don't know what to live now!"

"But it's better than being completely dead, right?" Ethel was not at all frightened by York's sudden outburst of temper, but continued to look at him patiently and gently, and the frost spirit held by the little hand lay horizontally on his legs hanging under the cliff, swinging slightly: "Don't always feel like you're a dead person, you're just ...... Well...... Dead people in the form of souls!"

"Isn't that still dead?" York, still agitated, even thought that Ethel was just teasing him, "Also, why do I always feel cold on my body?

The so-called "body" at this time refers to the soul in the armor.