With a mixed race of the Phosphorus tribe, Catherine T. Dora can only be regarded as a young adult.

But she is already a success.

Born as a civilian, she easily survived the bloodline test with a very high mortality rate, and every year other Holy Fire Knights spent all kinds of torments, but she easily didn't feel threatened.

"Perhaps, I'm a little different."

Catherine was a little proud, a little proud, but didn't take it for granted.

The teachings of the sun god and the temple, as well as the edification of knightly virtues, made him always adhere to the bottom line of morality and duty, and sympathize with the poor people who were born like himself.

"Is even my origin a lie?"

Walking down the passage, Catherine's face was calm, but her heart was full of ups and downs.

As she went deeper and deeper, she could feel the memories of her past being awakened, and she had been here more than once.

"Dead end?"

Going down the passageway, into a small room, there is only a statue of a nun with her eyes closed and praying.

"He will return."

Catherine touched the nun's praying hands and whispered the whispers from memory, and the next moment, the click of the mechanism sounded again, and the downward wall opened.

And the companions around her. The knights are also even more wary of her.

Smell a rat? Disturbed? Wary? As far as the knights used to treat cultists and heretics, now they burst out in an instant, and it is normal to cut off their own heads.

Even Catherine herself was full of doubts, wondering why her memory was so clear. Why did she have such a clear memory, she didn't have any impression before!

It's not normal, it's not normal!

The knights stood vaguely to her left and right and behind her, and the arms holding the sword were undisguised defense, and I was afraid that if she made any abnormal moves, she would immediately attack.

She smiled bitterly, even if she was herself, I am afraid that she would not dare to trust herself, and her own memories.

Such a defense is a matter of course, but as a pious knight who has dedicated most of his life to the Order, it is inevitable that he will be sad and even heartbroken.

"Why so serious? Even if this girl is a cultist. Nothing. At this point, what is the difference between a true god and a cultist? ”

Blasphemous words, but came from behind.

The young man from the Outlands smiled, and his mouth was extremely blasphemous and evil words, even Catherine, who was defended by him, as a devout believer in the sun god, was subconsciously angry.

How can there be no difference between a cultist and a pious person of the sun god?! That difference.

But in the next moment, some of the disciples were still furious, and as long as they took the lead in giving an order, they were eager to directly tear apart this blasphemer.

But some insiders, if you think about it, it seems that there is really not much difference.

Aren't they all poor creatures struggling to survive in the last days, now that the sun god has run away, if the relevant stories of the beast god are true, the believers of the beast god are more trustworthy, at least, their gods are a main battle faction.

Either way, we are now collaborators. Knights, trust your fellow citizens. Knight Ben spoke, and the other knights had to give him a face.

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief as her gaze from behind her was a little safer, and she focused more on the pitch-black passage below.

Outsiders, actually trust me more than partners? What an irony."

The woman's smile was full of bitterness, but at the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in her head.

[Hee-hee, it's not good, it's that man who has taken a fancy to you. Haven't you already been packed and given to him by your lord? Isn't it a matter of course that he defends his property? 】

"Who!!"

Catherine roared, looking left and right.

But the strange thing is that everyone else around her looked at her in surprise, as if she suddenly became nervous.

[Hey, don't look at it, they can't hear it. 】

Catherine had a wooden face, but a cold sweat broke out, she wanted to shout and act, but she couldn't do anything.

The feet were still moving downward, but the mouth was open again.

Maybe I'm nervous, I always feel like someone is watching us."

This was said in the past, but it was not said by "Catherine".

She was in a hurry, she was in a hurry, she felt that everything was wrong, but she couldn't say anything.

She was like an outsider, watching herself in action, while telling how she was brought by her parents when she was a child, and her parents suffered bad luck and died of infectious diseases.

"No, no, my parents are not dead, they are still alive and well in the country!" Catherine tried to open her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

[Stupid, don't say that, how to lower your suspicions. 】

The giggling laughter is still in my ears, as if it is in my head.

[Don't worry, don't worry, I won't hurt you, how can I hurt you]

"Who are you?!"

As if the soul had been withdrawn from the body, Catherine was full of fear and hesitation, but she was powerless to resist.

[Me? 23 years old, living on the 2nd floor of 23 Dont Street, an ordinary knight who loves dolls and cooking, Catherine T. Dora. 】

The smiling voice in her head shocked and frightened Catherine, and the more this voice told "Catherine" bit by bit about her hobbies, fun, and the first love that ended before it began, the more frightened and uneasy she became.

"Ridiculous! You, you're Catherine?! So who am I? I am and I am."

The original anger, with the venting of anger, gradually turned into confusion.

At that moment, she hesitated, she suddenly remembered something, it was a memory from the past.

At that time, I was still young, and my personality was far more lively and active than when I received knight training, yes, just like that voice, I happily looked forward to the future and happily enjoyed the love of my parents

"Catherine, next, you're going to infiltrate the Knights, so we'll seal your memories."

The honest and generous father had a flirtatious smile at this time, and the magic mark on his hand was complicated and difficult to understand.

And what's even more incredible is his own smile. That's not me at all, that indifferent and happy smile on my face, it's not me at all!

"But don't worry, as soon as you arrive at the beginning of the mission and come into contact with the message of our Lord again, this seal will be broken naturally"

In the past, the loving and peaceful mother recounted her devotion to the gods, and used a knife to engrave sigils on her forehead.

Catherine, our daughter, when you touch this seal again, the seal will be lifted, and then you will naturally remember who you are and your mission in this life."

Yes, Mother. 】

"Yes, High Priest."

Finally, the two voices agreed again.

When she opened her eyes again, the female knight was no longer a little confused.

It's not some resurrection, possession, or the like, and there's no so-called second personality, just like the voice in her head said, she is Catherine, and the female knight is also Catherine, and there is no difference.

What determines an individual's self-perception? There may be many answers, but memory is definitely the most central component of personality, and what we have experienced in the past determines what will happen to us in the future.

When little Catherine was still young, she used the "sealing technique" to seal almost all of her memories, and became a devout Suncultist with a blank enough identity.

Her belief in the sun god is absolutely true, so that she can withstand the constant test of the flame.

And her belief in the beast god is also true, which is the cornerstone of her personality cultivated since childhood, and the only pursuit of life determined by the prayers and studies of the entire cultist family.

"It's a bit of a headache."

At this time, in the mind of the female knight, the two memories before the age of twelve and after the age of twelve have been fused. It's nothing more than a person who has experienced two completely different lives.

She was a little hesitant, a little hesitant, what should she do now, the situation was too big compared to the moment she was lurking.

The Beast God believers sent her to infiltrate the local Knights and the Yang Yan Church in preparation for the resurrection of the Beast God one day, but now, as the prophecy becomes reality, is the prophecy "resurrection" really a resurrection? Is the one who came back to life really the original beast god?

Her past piety and faith did not interfere with her judgment, and the experience of becoming a Knight of the Holy Fire, as well as the knowledge she had gained along the way, allowed her to know her parents. The delusion of the whole family has become a joke, and the dead beast god is just dangerous minced meat!

Just like the dangerous Bone Wolf King, the beast god who got up, is definitely not the little god of war in the past, it will become a big trouble for the whole world. Releasing it early is definitely not a good thing.

"At this point in time, what is the difference between a true god cultist and a cultist?"

At this time, Lu Ping'an's words flashed in her mind.

"Live for yourself."

(End of chapter)