Section 93 Selection

"I will hold your throne high above all mortals, and in my kingdom all your desires will be satisfied... All will bow to you, and you will..."

Ashrufate struggled to move the ring away from his head. Slaanes's words had a fatal attraction, and the temptation contained in these words made his mood fluctuate. Fortunately, he controlled his consciousness at the last moment.

Chaos eroded him more and more. Tsengchi's ubiquitous exchange of interests, Slaanes' omnipresent temptation... Ash Rufate found that he was far from as strong as he expected. This time, he had been very reluctant to get rid of Slaanes' temptation. The same was true for Tsengchi. The involuntary desire to restore memory was really tormenting him.

This task is difficult and seems to be unchanged. According to the book, it is the most desperate battle, an inescapable battle against all enemies that are superior to oneself. If there is any chance now, there is only one: the Nurgre darling, known as the "Immortal Lord", may be despised by him.

In addition to the first time, Ashu Rufate was also wondering whether Tsengchi and Slaanes had raised the difficulty to force him to compromise in other aspects. Of course, just like everything in this world, as long as you give in, the first step, the second and third steps will follow one after another.

Asu Ruffat shook his head. Perhaps it was Tsengchi's unknowing influence on him. He is becoming more and more suspicious and harder to trust anything.

Suddenly he found that there was an extra wine pot on his table, and the smell of drunken blood floated clearly from the wine pot. Then he realized that when he was communicating with Slaanes just now, Rafinia had already come in and placed the wine on the table.

He suddenly felt a palpitation inexplicably. It turned out that... when he communicated with Slaanes, he had to concentrate, so he could not notice what was happening around him. If it was not Rafinia, but a dagger...

Damn it, why is it so difficult to get through in the Chaos Territory?

Ashu Rufate picked up the wine pot, and even the cup was useless, and took a big gulp. The drunk blood smelled sweet, but when it was drunk, the burning smell was like a ball of fire. Ashu Rufate had a special physique, and other wines were no different from water when drinking in his mouth, but this wine could make him truly feel the stimulation of the wine. He instinctively realized that a long time ago, other wines also had this stimulation. But later something happened, which made other wines no longer work for him.

But what exactly happened? He couldn't remember it at all.

In addition, this wine has the effect of improving his memory, and it is not difficult to brew it. Therefore, although Ashu Rufate believes that he is not an alcoholic, he will drink when he has the opportunity.

The drunkenness was very strong, and in just a short while, the drunkenness rushed to his forehead. In the hazy state, he suddenly saw an old man sitting upright in front of him, a tall, white-haired and hairy man in armor. From that outfit and temperament, you could tell at a glance that he was an old soldier. Not only that, this old man gave him a... very close and familiar feeling, as if he was a very important person. But he instinctively knew that there was no blood relationship between this old man and him.

This is not the first time he recalled this old man, but until now, he still can't remember who this old man was. He can only be sure that this old man must have a close relationship with him, perhaps his former chief and employer (because Ashu Rufat knew that he was once a mercenary)?

The old man turned his head slowly. "Ashu Rufate," the old man nodded gently. Although he was wearing military uniform, his expression was kind, which was completely inconsistent with his military status. In addition, he did not wear any weapons, but instead held a piano in his hand. "In fact, there is one thing that is that it has no fixed rules. All actions have risks, but if you don't act, it is the biggest risk. In principle, you should avoid risks as much as possible, but if you don't take risks, you will definitely not win, then..."

The old man suddenly showed a naughty smile like a child. "...You might as well take a gamble."

Ashrufat didn't know what he said, but what he should have said, because the smile on the old man's face gradually faded. "But, you must remember that being a general is different from a gambler. A general must never completely press his bargaining chips on an unreliable fate, and at most half of them are entrusted to fate, while the other half must be firmly in his own hands." He showed an indescribable smile. "However, the only trouble is that many people do not understand what to completely hand over everything to fate and what to control half of them."

...

Ashrufate suddenly opened his eyes. The memory just now was still vivid and could not circulate in his mind. An instinctive impulse made him immediately pounce on his luggage in the corner of the tent. The damaged "Wings of Silver" was lying there quietly.

This piano...this piano...this piano... something circulates and rises in the abyss of his consciousness. Suddenly, it seems that many things are coming up, hitting an invisible barrier in his mind. This is an unprecedented strong feeling. For a moment, he simply thought that he was about to remember everything.

However, at this moment, his head felt a violent sting. The feeling was as if someone had stabbed a steel needle into his head. After a few seconds, the sting began to slowly disappear. When Ash Rufa came to his mind, he found himself holding the damaged piano and standing in the middle of the tent. The feeling just now was gone.

But at least, he remembered something. This piano was once owned by the old man who had forgotten his name, but later turned it into his hand. He looked down at the damaged piano and suddenly realized that the old man who did not know his name was dead.

After realizing this, his heart suddenly became confused. Then, before he discovered it, he found that his eyes had become wet at some point.

After a long time, the feeling of depression in the chest gradually disappeared. This feeling...this thing from the heart and from the depths of consciousness is so strong that it cannot be ignored or suppressed.

There is no way to describe the impulse in Ash Rufate's mind at this moment, the kind of strong instinct to restore memory, and the strong instinct to remember everything in the past almost completely controlled him. At this moment, many things were left behind by him. He wanted to recall and know what happened in the past, except this, nothing else mattered.

Ashu Rufate reached out and rotated the ring in his hand for half a circle, making the side of the Tsengchi emblem face upward, and then tried to put it on his forehead. But at the last moment, his movements slowed down, and finally stopped when the ring was one punch position away from his head.

Ashrufate hung his hand again. Only from his rapid breathing sound at this moment could he notice how much effort this simple action had consumed.

"Sir?" The sound of the curtain door tilting came again, and Rafinia walked into the tent. Then she was suddenly surprised to find that Ash Rufate's face was full of unconcealed anxiety and anger.

"Rafinia." Ashu Rufate took a deep breath, calming his expression a little. "What are you here for?"

"I just..." Rafinia took a little back a little, and she could feel the suppressed violent aura of Asu Rufat. "I just..." She found her legs weak. She felt this naked brutality from Asu Rufat for the first time. "I want to add some drink to you..."

She held another wine pot in her hand, and could clearly smell the "drinking blood" smell from the wine pot.

"What are you doing by my side? What do you want? I can tell you, you can't think of anything!" Ashu Rufate walked towards Rafinia, "I'm not a chess piece, I won't dance with you forever! Listen to me..." He stretched out a hand and grabbed Rafinia's shoulder.

The girl let out a low cry of pain, "You have hurt me..." She said in a pleading voice, tears rising from her eyes.

Ash Rufate suddenly froze. He looked at the girl carefully again... Her chest was rising and falling due to severe pain, and her eyes shone brightly. This was a slim, soft and light girl with white arms like ivory and slender legs. Her black hair was well-behavedly spread on her soft shoulders... At that moment, he saw another person in a trance. The wave of consciousness that had just disappeared appeared in his mind again. It once again surging, trying to climb up from the abyss of consciousness.

But the next moment, another stinging pain that penetrated the brain came. Ashu Rufate took a step back and hugged his head helplessly. This time it was even worse than the last time. It took him a while to recover. Then he found that Rafinia's face was right in front of him, with concern in his eyes.

"Master...you..."

"I'm fine." Ashrufa decided to calm down. "Sorry... I just..." What happened just now? Is it the effect of drunken blood? And this pain... This sting is definitely not a cause. Drunk blood does help restore his memory. Before drinking this wine, he had never had this sting, nor had such a strong feeling of "remembering immediately". But from today's experience, whenever he has this "remembering immediately", this sting will appear. Could it be that this pain is related to the cause of his amnesia? Is it because he was seriously injured on the head and left a hidden disease? Or is it the influence of some kind of magic? Or is there another reason?

"You don't have to apologize." Rafinia breathed a sigh of relief. "Your body..."

"I'm fine, it should be because of the wine." Ashu Rufate smiled reluctantly. Speaking of which, the wine pot is indeed not small, and he just drank all the whole pot of wine in a short time because of his irritability - this portion has exceeded his usual amount. Is this just now because the amount of wine is relatively large? "I seem to have drunk a little too much. You go out first and let me be quiet alone."

Although Rafinia seemed very uneasy, she finally obeyed.

Ashu Rufate stood alone in the middle of the tent. If someone was present, he would definitely observe that Ashu Rufate's expression gradually became ferocious. He clenched his fists suddenly, and his body language clearly showed that he had made a certain decision.

He raised his hand again and adjusted the position of the ring in his hand to make sure that Tsengchi's emblem was indeed above. Then he took a deep breath and pressed the emblem on the ring tightly on his forehead.
Chapter completed!