(Quick Transmigration) Meat Eating Journey

Western Palace‧Chief Guard (21)

「It has been almost ten years since I last wrote to you.

I still remember that you always loved to laugh at me at that time. Probably only the old antiques from the last century would insist on using this method of contact. The reason I answer you is very simple. Letters are not as intangible as electronic messages. What I want to tell you is actually written on paper. I hope you will not forget it.

In fact, it was just a random excuse. No matter how good the ink is, the handwriting will fade one day. No promise is eternal. In other words, we expect it to be eternal, but that is not something that human will can control.

I don't know how much you already know, but I think you have probably guessed that you have forgotten yourself and me.

That was an experimental accident. For objective reasons, I cannot tell you the specific process of the accident. The accident caused your consciousness to fall into a deep sleep until you woke up thirteen years later, but you also lost all memory.

I have arranged a new identity for you, an ordinary but stable life.

Because I don't want you to be in danger anymore. Even if you are lucky to survive, even if you can never remember me again, I am willing to just watch you live in peace.

This kind of thinking is very selfish. I make decisions for you without permission and arrange your life for you. So when you were admitted to the Time Travel Academy again, I even thought it was your subconscious resistance to this decision. Maybe you can't let go of those bizarre worlds in your bones, or maybe your nature is driving you.

I was very hesitant and used some means to stay by your side and observe you for four years. Until the end, I actually had not made up my mind.

But the plan has still started. As smart as you are, you must have guessed that the so-called new examination system is a cover-up. I lied to you, from beginning to end. The purpose of this system's existence was to better develop the sub-world, which was created by us together. Now, it is to help you regain your memory.

Yes, virtual worlds, you name them virtual worlds. The world that emerges from your and my consciousness eventually becomes a huge black hole that swallows you. This is not a joke.

Don't worry, dear, if you can't remember, you will wake up smoothly after the next world.

At that time, there will no longer be any relationship between you and me. Just treat it as a long dream.」

There was no signature at the end of the letter. After reading it, Margaery closed the letter gently, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and with a snap, a drop of tear fell.

「I... what's wrong with me?」 She touched her eyes in confusion. She had no idea what the letter was about, and she was sure it was not written to herself, but why did she cry?

「Sir, I'm afraid you are mistaken. This letter is not addressed to me.」

「Probably.」 Cesare smiled but did not take the letter the girl handed him. He didn't know whether the letter was written by himself.

If you shed tears, it probably means that another soul in the body in front of you will be touched. If the other soul in your body knows about it, it will probably be very happy.

But he didn't care. Whether he was created artificially or whether the soul that was his origin could fulfill his wish, Cesare didn't care. As long as he could be with his lovely sister, it was enough.

「Then,」 he stood up, 「I take my leave, ma'am.」

Before Margaery could say anything, the man turned around and walked briskly out of the living room.

At this moment, Margaery felt her body suddenly lighten up, as if something had escaped, and the sadness and confusion that had been lingering in her heart also disappeared.

「What on earth... is going on?」 She sat there, unable to calm down for a long time.

Until a series of familiar footsteps sounded outside the door, Arthur walked, opened his arms, and hugged her: 「My dear, I'm back!」

She was relieved immediately and hugged Arthur gently with her backhand: 「My dear, welcome home.」