At this moment of life and death, everything seemed to be suspended again without warning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Lance felt that familiar feeling coming back. The broken sword seemed to have once again established a connection with the consciousness of his own brain through his arm. And at this moment, the key to memory once again opened Lance's dusty brain.

Once again, he was pulled out of reality and into a new scene.

Lance's eyes were a blurry scene, but he could still tell from the vague silhouette that he seemed to be in the middle of a cold mountain. Although it was daytime, the sun's rays were blocked by the surrounding peaks, so the place where Lance was standing was still dim.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was suddenly heard in the distance.

"Da Da Da ......"

A white horse galloped over, and a man rode on a white horse. Although everything is a blurry picture, Lance can still tell that she is a woman by her curvy and perfect body.

She jumped off her horse, dressed in white. Lance speculated that it was a long flowing skirt, with the long skirt at the back half a meter long, and she seemed to have a circle of white on her head, which Lance speculated should be a garland or veil.

"Mother, are you here?"

When Lance heard this, it seemed to be his own voice. But I didn't speak. Is this what I remember myself saying?

And what excites Lance the most is this. If this speculation is true, then the woman in front of her is her mother?

Tears of excitement welled up in Lance's eyes, and he waved his right hand as hard as he could, trying to wipe away the mist-like thing in front of him so that he could see what his mother was like.

Lance became more and more anxious to erase the fog. But it backfired, and no matter what Lance did, he couldn't make the picture in front of him clear.

"!"

Lance scolded in annoyance, his heart was extremely broken at the moment, after all, he was so close to his mother's memory this time, so palpable. Although Lance didn't say it, he naturally lost everything when he lost his memory. In fact, he felt all the time that he had no sense of existence in this world after waking up, it was simply superfluous, and he wished he was dead.

Maybe I was still confused about why I fought so hard. Even if it's something extremely dangerous, try to do it yourself. It's like the duel with that "Blood Fist" Ruger just now. Knowing that he has no chance of winning, he still has to try his best to create favorable conditions to survive in that glimmer of hope.

But Lance understands that this is more about making himself feel present in this world. After I lost my memory, the huge blank space in my head and the sense of loss brought by this blank space made my heart extremely empty. But now, the memories of him, Veronica, and Princess White Dragon have allowed Lance to fill the first void, so that his heart is not so lost, lonely, helpless, and empty.

It's okay if you're dead, but Veronica is alive. At the very least, you can prove that you once existed. Exists in someone else's memory. In this way, one's existence is valuable, and not a superfluous one who is dead and no one knows about it.

But before Lance could finish reflecting on himself, the mother in his memory spoke. And her voice was so gentle and beautiful, like a heavenly sound: "Child, there is no time to speak." Here, take this sword, it's the most important thing for our family. ”

Lance took the broken sword, wrapped in precious silk. The Broken Sword was so clear in his memory, and Lance recognized the piece of silk that Veronica now used to wrap the flowers of Naherni's Magic Grass.

At this time, Lance in memory said: "Mother, why are you so careful to take care of this broken sword, this piece of silk is extremely precious, and you are usually reluctant to use it. Why was it used to wrap this broken sword. And I've always wondered why you cry every time you see this broken sword?"

The mother said, "Silly boy, because this is the sword that your father once used." Except for you, the only thing your father left me was this broken sword. ”

Langston was a little surprised when he remembered, he looked at the sword in his hand and had mixed feelings: "Yes...... Father's sword? Why did it break? You never told me about my father, why didn't you want to say more about Mother? ”

With tears in her eyes, the mother reached out and stroked the broken sword and said, "Child, your father's matter, forgive me for not wanting to recall. His life was full of tragedy, and I met him through adventures. Although he is a hero in my eyes, in the eyes of others, he is just a tool that is discarded when he runs out. It was also the heart of those humans that led me to take you away from the place where your father had lived for generations. ”

The memory of Lance continued to ask: "But in that case, why do you want me to leave my hometown now? Mother, I don't want to leave, I want to guard you and accompany you for the rest of my life!"

The mother gently touched Lance's face and said, "Silly boy, mother, I also hope that you can stay with me." After all, for mothers, only where you are is happy is where you are. I don't want to hold you forever, tell you those ancient myths, and look at your happy smile. But you will eventually grow up, and you will also form your own family and raise your own children. And your mission will be accomplished eventually. You are destined to follow in your father's footsteps and complete his unfinished business. How can I be selfish and keep you. Mother can't be with you forever. ”

Lance hugged his mother, and then cried and said, "No! I don't want to, let's go too!"

Mother gently touched Lance's head and combed his hair: "For mother, the age of adventure is over. What's more, your grandmother's condition is getting worse and worse, and it is impossible for me to leave. You've grown up, too, and your accomplishments have made your mother proud of you. You're good enough to deal with any difficulty. But Mother still tells you that the human heart is always the most difficult to guess, and it is not to pin your hopes on others for your fate and future. It's better to take power into your own hands, and then take control of your own destiny and change the world. So that you don't go down the path of tragedy. Go, my child, the gears of history are turning again, finding the fragments of this sword and putting it back together. If you really want to know the story of your father, this broken sword will guide you, and the day the broken sword is reforged is the time to hope for it to reappear. ”

With the end of the mother's sentence. Suddenly, Lance felt as if someone was being dragged on the back, and then violently dragged out of this memory. Suddenly, that feeling of nothingness disappeared. What appeared in front of him was the hideous-looking "Blood Fist" Ruger and the battle axe in his hand.

When Lance's consciousness returned to reality, he felt a huge pain in his right hand, as if his finger had been torn. At the same time, there was a metallic crisp sound of "ding".

Lance, who came back to his senses in front of him, saw that he was also stunned, at this time his facial features were no longer effective except for his eyes, after all, the scene in front of him could surprise everyone.

"How is that possible?!"

"Blood Fist" Ruger opened his fanged mouth in surprise, his widened little eyes flashed with a trembling light, staring at the giant axe in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.