Chapter 86 What Really Matters
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"What is the unfinished fate?" could you please make it clear?" asked Caesar.
His address to the other party unconsciously became you, because no matter what the other party's identity and race were, this world has survived to this day because the man in front of him stopped the dragon lord who could be called the catastrophe of the world a hundred years ago.
But unfortunately, the man shook his head, changed the subject, and said, "Okay, so much nonsense, let's get to the point." β
Caesar couldn't help but be speechless, "All this is nonsense, this is all very important to me, okay?"
"Oh, yes. The man's expression changed subtly, and the smile that had been hanging on his face disappeared at some point, and he looked at Caesar with some indifference, and asked, "Then can I ask, why are the things I said just now important to you?"
Caesar opened his mouth, but said nothing.
He was a little dazed, and he was sure that what he had just heard was very valuable, not only in terms of its broad historical value, but also of its unique and significant significance to Caesar himself.
But what was the meaning of that, Caesar was suddenly asked at this moment.
"I ...... I'm going south this time......" Caesar frowned, "I'm going back to the south this time...... It's for ...... Figuring out the questions that have always bothered me, and at the same time gaining strength, not only my own strength, but also worldly power......"
Yes, gaining power, this is an obsession that Caesar is very sure of in his heart after waking up in the forest with no memory.
It was this thought that drove him all the way back to the south from the north, pacified Suerha, fought fiercely against the Bauhinia Army, and went deep into the hinterland of the core battlefield of the Second Civil War alone at this moment.
In fact, all this Caesar did was very risky, but he never had the slightest hesitation in his heart.
Do you really need to push so hard in order to gain strength and solve questions?
Or is there a deeper reason hidden in some corner of Caesar's mind?
"Looks like you've really forgotten why you're doing all this. The man seemed to be a little regretful and a little disapproving, "You need power for the sake of your goal, but in the process of acquiring power, you forget your original goal, which is unreasonable." I look at you now, and I feel a little sad, because the reason why you want to come here at all costs is clearly in front of you, but you turn a blind eye. β
The man's tone became colder and colder, and Caesar inevitably felt uncomfortable listening to it.
However, out of respect for the elderly, the strong, and the dead, Caesar did not have a seizure, but said softly: "I have done something wrong, please mention it." Other than that...... Why do you seem to know me so well? What is the relationship between us?"
The corners of the man's mouth curled slightly, and he said, "The most important thing you have forgotten, let me help you remember." β
Caesar then stopped talking and looked at each other earnestly.
I saw the man slowly stand up, walked straight to the phoenix that was still sleeping, and then squatted down beside the phoenix, and asked Caesar without looking back: "Who is this woman, do you remember?"
Caesar thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "It just feels familiar, but you know, in order to gain the power of the rules, my current memory is a little broken...... I used to know her...... Wait, what are you doing?!"
Caesar's eyes widened, and he watched in astonishment at the man's actions at this moment, only to see him flip his hand, and take out a delicate knife as if by magic, the pale cyan blade glowing with cold light.
Then, with a knife and a strange smile on his face, the man gently slashed the sleeping woman's face.
At this moment, the hall seemed to be unusually quiet, and Caesar could even hear the grinding sound of the blade cutting into his skin.
Bright red blood immediately gushed out of the wound and ran down her cheeks, staining half of Phoenix's face red!
"This ...... What the hell is this doing?!" Caesar stood up, his face not looking good.
"It's nothing, it's just killing people. The man said lightly, "The nonsense I just told you is not very important, but it is still an important secret in the secular sense. Although I am a dead person, I am still a battle mage after all, and this woman is a wind and thunder mage, isn't it normal for me to kill her?"
As the man spoke, the blade in his hand turned, this time it was no longer just his face, but the artery on his erect neck.
The blade stopped when it was almost touching the skin.
Caesar somehow stood up, came to the man's side, and reached out to grasp the man's wrist with a knife.
Caesar stared into the other party's eyes at close range, his face turned pale, and he said word by word: "Stop, I won't allow you to kill her." β
"Why not?" the man asked earnestly, looking at Caesar as well.
"Although I don't remember many things, this woman ...... I guess it has something to do with me. Caesar said, "I respect you as a senior, and I respect you for everything you did for this world a hundred years ago, but that doesn't mean you can kill people who may be close to me at will." β
"She's your teacher. The man said suddenly.
"What...... What?" Caesar froze.
"Yes, you heard it right, this Wind and Thunder Mage chick is your teacher. The man's tone was now more than just indifferent, it was cold, "You know, it seems ridiculous to me. You just asked, what is the relationship between you and me, right, I can tell you that I have a good relationship with you, and an existence like yours is actually a teacher-student relationship with a mere Wind and Thunder Mage, which is simply a shame on our battle mage!"
Caesar heard some of the precursors from the other party's words, and some of the speculations that had been coming to his mind all along, he asked in a suppressed voice, "What do you mean...... I'm really not a Wind and Thunder Mage, I ...... I'm actually ...... A battle mage?"
"Otherwise?" the man sneered, "Remembering your true identity, regaining your noble blood, and severing ties with the natives of this world is the true meaning of your presence here today!"
The man's voice grew louder and louder, and at last it was almost like a deafening thunderclap that made the whole hall tremble.
Caesar opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, this man was obviously just a wisp of remnant soul, but with the prestige of his words, Caesar who was now comparable to the legendary powerhouse was directly seriously injured!
It seemed as if all the internal organs were about to turn over, and Caesar could no longer grasp the man's wrist, and staggered and fell back.
He tried to stay on his feet, but after trying it, he collapsed to the ground. He should have just sat down to defuse the terrifying sonic impact, but the mere act of trying not to fall down left Caesar wounded even more.
The man glanced at Caesar coldly, and the blade stabbed down on the phoenix's neck, without hesitation.
Caesar stared at all this, trying to stop it, but couldn't move.
There was a great fear in him, as if something important to him was about to be lost in front of him.
"Noβdon't !!," Caesar hissed.
The next moment, blood splattered!