Is there anyone who can control their consciousness, including emotions, but also memory?

If anything, he can definitely become a strong man beyond the gods, but unfortunately, Edward is not such a strong guy. He can't let himself forget everything in the past, even if he is mentally traumatized and forced to forget, he will subconsciously pursue it, and in the end, he will inflict it on himself and increase his troubles.

He's not a god, he's just a scrappy demon king. He doesn't have the divine power of Shera, he can't control the Sword of Calamity, he can't predict the future, and he can't get the direction of God, so he can only run on his journey in the most clumsy way.

Tens of thousands of reincarnations, is his memory really still a memory?

Perhaps the world has long since changed, and the tragedies that unfolded in front of him are just empty dreams, or perhaps, he has long since been buried in the rift of time and space, leaving only his soul still wandering in the crowded world.

It's a paradox.

If he doesn't remember anything, he won't be able to get out of the third world, and conversely, if he regains his memory, his consciousness will be repulsed from the new world.

Why did Night die in front of him again and again? Perhaps, it was because of his memory...... The facts cannot be changed, and no matter where he returns, that tragic memory will always stay in his mind, lingering like a curse.

So, every time he arrives in a new world, the story in his memory re-enacts. In the final analysis, perhaps he personally created the cycle of death and fell into the trap he set.

He didn't leave, he was just forgotten by the world.

They forgot about it.

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Central City, Hoag House.

Coincidentally, the famous beauty leader of the Nine-Man Knights came to Central City today to purchase supplies, and it just so happened that the majestic Brave Lord was also shopping today.

"Amilia, are you really not staying? Without you, I, I......"

"Sasha, I believe in you, and you will definitely be able to do better than me if you are the brave. So. Believe in yourself. ”

"Okay. ”

After a brief reunion, the two will step into completely different lives.

"Amilia, I—I want to say something to you. ”

Before leaving, Sasha held Amilia's hand tightly and couldn't help but let go.

"What?"

"Thank you. ”

"Didn't you say that before?"

"No, this time is different. Sasha choked up and said, "Thank you for taking care of me all the time." Even though it was all because your memory was tampered with and you thought I was your sister, but. I really, really miss that time. ”

"Sasha ......"

"At that time, my mother was far away from me. I, I'm alone. If you hadn't been by your side to take care of me, I'm afraid I would have committed suicide a long time ago. ”

"No, you're not that cowardly. ”

"Hee-hee, forget it. Don't look at me as usual so fierce to you, but in fact...... Actually, I—I'm scared that if even you are gone, I really don't know how to live. ”

"Sasha ......"

"Hmm...... I'm sorry I said something I shouldn't have said. Rubbing her eyes, Sasha forced a smile, "Mercenary group, haha." That's good, who are your members? You, and how many of them are Audley?"

"Well, we. ”

"What about him? Did that guy compete with you for the position of head of the regiment? Hmph, you must not promise him. At most, I can only make him the deputy head of the regiment, that big pervert!" said Sashale hehehe.

"He, Sasha, who are you talking about?" asked Emilia curiously.

"That's him, that pervert, don't you remember?"

"Perverted?

"That's him, his name is **...... What's his name?"

"Sasha, are you okay?" asked Emilia worriedly.

"Hmm, damn it, why can't I remember. It's the pervert who follows you and often quarrels with you, he'......"

"Is there such a person? I don't remember, Sasha, could it be that you are mistaken. ”

"Eh, misremember?" As if something had slipped through her fingertips, Sasha said depressedly, "Maybe, maybe it's really my mistake...... Whatever the hell! Amilia, be sure to play with me the next time you come to Central City. ”

"Good. ”

"Don't take me to the tavern again! I hate the smell! And I don't like to see you drunk!"

"Hehe, no problem. ”

"Well, goodbye~~~"

"Goodbye ......"

Carrying her heavy luggage, Emilia's steps grew heavier and heavier.

Once, there was a man she hated, there was a man who haunted her like a ghost, there was a man who was her most reliable companion.

Now that person is gone.

Who is he, and where is he?

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Everfree Forest, Demon King Castle.

"Night, I'm hungry, isn't breakfast ready yet?" Swinging her little feet, Angelina sat comfortably on a stool, waiting for the breakfast made for her by the maid.

"Lord Demon King, breakfast is ready. Do you need to be brought into the house at night?"

"No need, just outside, let's eat together!"

"Yes, Lord Demon. ”

Straighten up her beautiful skirt, sit next to Angelina at night, and eat with her.

"Wait...... What is this?" Angelina was stunned as she picked up the spoon.

"Lord Demon, this is your breakfast. Night replied calmly.

"My breakfast...... Hey, Sister Night, how can ice cream be eaten for breakfast? ”

"Huh?" Night was also taken aback.

Why Ice Cream?

"Sorry, yes, yes, I made a mistake...... I'll do it again for you at night!"

"Wait......" Shaking her head helplessly, Angelina said, "No need, it's actually pretty good to try it occasionally~"

"Demon King, I'm sorry......"

"Hmm...... Tut-tut, it's so cold, but it's sweet, it's delicious!" After a bite of cold breakfast, Angelina asked with a spoon in her mouth, "After all this time, you still remember him." Does that guy like to eat ice cream in the morning?"

"Ahh......h Wait, Lord Demon King, who is he?" asked the night strangely, blinking.

"He's him, that pervert, that ...... Hey, who is he?" Angelina tapped her head, stumped by her own question.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Lord Demon, you're the first master of Night, and before that, Night had never served anyone or prepared breakfast for anyone. ”

"I know, but ...... Oops, what's the name of that ice cream guy?"

"Lord Demon King, are you alright?"

"Hey, I must have misremembered. There is no such person at all, how can anyone use ice cream as their main food?

"That's right, Lord Demon King, that kind of person doesn't exist. ”

"Sister Night, you can take a bite too! it's really delicious, come, open your mouth, ah......"

"Yes, Lord Demon. Woo ah......"

Swallow the smooth and sweet ice cream in one bite, and the cold of the body makes the night shiver.

No! She suddenly realized something. She knew very well that this breakfast was indeed made for her master.

The habits and tacit understandings that are imprinted by the body will never go away, and perhaps, in some corner, her owner is waiting to taste the delicious ice cream she has made with her own hands.

But......

Who the hell is he?