Chapter 313: We return to compound the torment of repeating the identical errors

“Do I do know?”

Ashe scratched his head and requested, “If I select ‘I don’t know,’ does that depend as an accurate reply?”

“In fact it counts,” the Observer laughed. “Who stated ‘I don’t know’ can’t be a solution?”

Earlier than you appeared, ‘I don’t know’ definitely wasn’t thought of a solution.

However since your arrival, even when a characteristic like “remove one unsuitable reply” appeared within the cabin, I wouldn’t be shocked.

The Empress muttered beneath her breath, considering how might she probably get together with this unclear inside menace, how might a reminiscence quiz go properly?

As soon as Ashe heard that “I don’t know” may very well be formally accepted, he felt relieved, considering there was no different clue to select however ‘I don’t know.’

It was fairly justifiable, in spite of everything, he genuinely didn’t know.

Nevertheless, in comparison with the mundane ‘I don’t know,’ the opposite two extraordinary choices had been like a calf flying to the sky. Ashe felt like his previous self might have obliterated the good path.

The primary possibility: turn into a pawn, sacrifice the world!

The second possibility: gather needs, overturn the world!

The previous was a path of chaos and evil, the latter a path of order and goodness. Whatever the alternative, each implied Ashe had meddled with the weak world, making one lament the world’s misfortunes.

Even Danzel stopped being attentive to Deya, shocked by the data revealed by Ashe’s query, “Knight… have you ever… been reborn?”

“Asking me is ineffective, I’ve misplaced my reminiscence,” Ashe shrugged. “If reminiscence loss counts as rebirth, am I on my third life now?”

Sonya silently moved subsequent to Ashe, tightly greedy his arm, and stated in a candy tone, “Expensive Knight—”

Ashe shuddered with goosebumps, “Again off, what are you doing!”

“Aren’t we lovers?” Sonya tilted her head coquettishly, “We’ve misplaced our reminiscence, we have to rekindle our affection, proper~”

“Didn’t you simply say we should always break up?”

“That’s just a bit flirtation between lovers, how can life be energetic with out some quibbling?”

“Didn’t you say I cheated?”

“This implies these choices can’t be judged based mostly on the data we have now; we should guess based mostly on my persona.”

“Isn’t that straightforward?” Sonya requested, “Do you see your self extra as a Destroyer or a Savior?”

Her query turned all eyes within the cabin—together with Danzel, the Swordswoman, and the Witch—towards Ashe. In that second, he turned the focal point, as if his reply would tip the scales in everybody’s minds.

Oblivious, Ashe seemed down in contemplation, then clapped his fingers loudly.

With the clap, the mud settled.

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” Sonya was stunned, “However isn’t it simple to guess? Simply see whether or not you’re extra inclined to avoid wasting folks or to kill them.”

“What about you?” Ashe countered, “If it had been you, do you see your self as a Savior who would spend a thousand years for a glimmer of hope, or as a Destroyer keen to sacrifice thousands and thousands of lives?”

“It’s not me being requested—”

“In keeping with your logic, when you lean in direction of good, then you definitely’re a Savior; when you lean in direction of evil, then you definitely’re a Destroyer, isn’t that simple to guess?”

Utilizing my very own phrases in opposition to me… Sonya wished to retort strongly, however the phrases choked in her throat, as if no matter she was about to say might turn into a time bomb that might ensnare her.

A thousand years… Though she didn’t know the way lengthy she had lived, a millennium definitely seemed like a very long time.

Hundreds of thousands of lives… Although she didn’t know if she had ever killed anybody, the quantity “thousands and thousands” was undeniably horrifying.

Seeing Sonya’s hesitation, Ashe turned to Danzel and requested, “What about you?”

“Destroyer,” Danzel answered with out hesitation. “I don’t like losing time.”

“You see,” Ashe unfold his fingers, “persona dictates reminiscence, and reminiscence impacts persona. If I really had finished both of this stuff, then I might possess the character to make such choices. Whether or not it’s a thousand years or bearing the sins of thousands and thousands of lives, these could be deeply engraved in my soul, warping my cognition and shaping my ideas.”

“Extra importantly,” Ashe seemed in direction of the Observer, “I’m properly conscious that even when I regain my reminiscences, I may not possess the resolve to make such choices.”

“I don’t odor the stench of mountains of corpses and seas of blood on myself, nor the wealthy aroma from enduring nice hardships.”

The Witch interjected, “Swordswoman, are you able to odor it? We are able to’t odor something—”

“I can,” the Swordswoman replied coldly, glancing on the Witch after which in the back of the Observer. “However I can’t inform whose scent it’s.”