Chapter 51 The Hatred of the Same Kind

"You originally planned to solve the psychological problems for Bernardino... But the premise is that Father Ludwig is still alive."

Annan sat down on the seat and crossed his legs.

He calmly narrated: "Modifying the memory of others is not a simple job, and it may also lead to disaster-after all, soul-reaping wizards often cannot prove whether they have 'not' done anything to the memory.

"So just to be on the safe side. After the soul-reaping wizard modifies the memory, he usually erases the memory generated by the memory modification itself from his mind.

"That is to say, the person concerned will not accept your favor at all. On the other hand, if the person concerned remembers this matter... then if something goes wrong later, he will definitely come to you to settle the score."

Annan said casually, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

He took a sip of his tea and said leisurely: "Of course I also know that your life is not easy. You can't earn much money, and you can't have any status... Instead, you have to live a life of being suspected and discriminated against.

"And all of this comes from the fact that you chose to become a Soul Reaper at the very beginning.

"If your talent can be stronger, you will not be restricted from entering the gold rank; or if you are weaker, you don't need to bear so many troubles, and you won't be so closely watched."

Annan looked at Julius who was suddenly silent with a smile, and said earnestly, "I understand you.

"You will agree to help Bernardino, on the one hand, because you trust Father Ludwig's character, and on the other hand, because Ludwig owes you a favor. But if Ludwig is dead... Then his favor is meaningless.

"Because no matter what, Bernardino can't and shouldn't know about it. And the person who could know about it is no longer around... which means, you won't get paid for it.

"It's fine if it's just doing good deeds. But at this moment...you found new memories from Bernardino's mind—about his talents, about his adoptive father and his teacher Ludwig Father Xi's decision."

"—You are jealous."

Annan sighed, and said softly, "I understand you... am I right?"

"really……"

Julius breathed a sigh of relief.

He laughed: "Since you appear here, it means that I have succeeded.

"He finally embarked on the path of a transcendent—mostly he became a soul-reaper. Moreover, he died in the end."

The kind-faced old man did not attack Annan.

Because he knows it's pointless.

Now that he is clearly aware that he is in a nightmare... Instead of acting as a puppet and "attacking Bernardino in anger" according to his own personality, so as to prevent the other party from purifying the nightmare, it is better to save that step.

"I will do whatever you need me to do. I have no intention of preventing you from purifying Bernardino's nightmare."

Julius just sat calmly opposite Annan, took the teapot from Annan's hand very harmoniously, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"You know, my background is very similar to Bernardino's. I was also a fisherman."

The friendly expression on the old wizard's face gradually disappeared: "Although I don't have his background...but I also grew up in a very small village. Although my parents are still alive, they went to the village when I was very young. I went to work in the city...

"Or, after my mother was pregnant with me, she returned to the village to give birth to me, and then left with my father.

"I didn't see them until I was thirteen. I just heard from my grandfather that they existed...I can't even be sure if this is my grandfather's comfort.

"—I was actually abandoned."

That's not true nature, of course, but it's not really a pretense either.

Just an ordinary business smile.

The Soul Reaper was originally not welcomed by others, and if he couldn't make people feel friendly, he might also cause disaster.

He made a low voice: "But I actually don't think there is any problem with that kind of life. My grandfather raised me, and I have already made a decision... After I grow up, I will inherit my grandfather's boat, take care of he.

"I didn't think about my life after that. I didn't think about things that far away... I didn't read a book, and naturally I didn't go to school. My only entertainment at that time was to be with my friends from the same village. Telling strange legends.

"The first ones were told to me by my grandfather. He is an old fisherman and used to be a transition worker, so it can be said that he has a lot of experience.

"And those wonderful stories quickly captured the hearts of those children. They would gather around me and ask me to tell new stories. That was the first time I felt... what power is."

Yes, power.

Julius said slowly: "The children chase after me and recognize me. I can even exchange stories for toys and snacks.

"But my story soon wore out. And so did the 'power' around me...and so I started lying. Or, starting to make up new stories.

"Of course it's under the guise of 'my grandpa told me', so that it becomes real. But the content of it is all my whimsical fantasy. I don't think it's a great talent.

"Until a wizard came to the village - he was just a passing tourist at first, standing in the crowd and listening to my story. I don't think there is anything strange about it, passing merchants often do this.

"But he went to my grandfather later. He told him that I have the potential to manipulate people's hearts. It's a necessary talent to be a soul reaper... and my talent is quite outstanding."

"Then?"

Annan asked curiously, "What do you say?"

"Of course I don't want to leave the village. If I leave, how will my grandfather take care of himself? His other children are dead, but my father has not returned. Now he can still go fishing, but after What if he can't move?"

As if talking to an old friend, Julius said softly: "But my grandfather thinks that I must not stay here. My grandfather said, 'If you stay here for a long time, you will think that this village is the whole world'.

"He beat me up and told me to learn. To be the best wizard."

The corner of Julius's mouth twitched up mockingly.

He spread his hands, his lips moved slightly.

He wanted to speak, but in the end he said nothing.

He also didn't mention his grandfather's final outcome, but only said extremely pale words: "You have also seen... I tried my best.

"I worked hard and burned my whole life, at most, at most, I can only get here... that's all."

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