There's a big problem with dreams in this world.

All Lu Qing knew was that the ending for Knight Myron and Velena wasn't good, which became Knight Myron's deepest obsession. This third memory was probably another of Knight Myron's obsessions, and it was related to her...

Perhaps because the mask's development level had reached 100%, Lu Qing was able to sense Knight Myron's inner thoughts and emotions this time.

Those were thoughts only the elderly would have. As Sir Myron recalled the letter the king had given him, his mind involuntarily drifted back to the time when he left the Shadow Assassins.

Because of his "merit" in catching up with and killing Verena, he was temporarily cleared of suspicion of being an undercover agent. Even so, it was obviously impossible for him to continue as a shadow assassin.

So he was thrown to the edge of the border, becoming the first line of defense against the power of the void, fighting every day against monsters corrupted by the void.

Heh, calling them knights is more like calling them cannon fodder sent to the battlefield. From that time on, the kid who dreamed of being a knight every day probably disappeared from this world.

To be honest, Knight Myron didn't harbor much resentment towards the Shadow Assassins, nor did he resent the country. What he hated most was the evil cult, the Church of Silence.

They secretly capture and collect children to create a special drug that can pollute the void. Those who fail are disposed of, while the successful ones undergo brainwashing-style indoctrination...

Verena didn't die at the hands of the Shadow Assassin; she was just unlucky to be born in the wrong place.

This was Sir Myron's thought; he would never forget what happened that day...

Coming to his senses, Knight Myron looked at the young woman standing beside him, the daughter of the prince who valued his strength and promoted him to a confidant despite the opposition of others. Of course, according to current custom, she should be the daughter of the thirty-third king of Vanhustan.

Perhaps at first he was only willing to serve this princess out of loyalty to the king, but after so many days of getting to know her, he had come to accept the girl from the bottom of his heart.

Despite being the king's daughter, she is neither arrogant nor impatient, and does not have the spoiled habits of a pampered young lady. Her manners are impeccable, and her strength far surpasses that of her peers. More importantly, she is a [spirit medium], and bears the heavy responsibility of the entire world.

If Verena hadn't died, would his daughter with Verena be the same age as the princess? Perhaps they could have been friends.

As for why it was a daughter and not a son, Knight Myron had subconsciously ignored that question.

.......

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Chapter 569: Myron's Return

“If you don’t believe me, I have more footage here…” Archbishop Angus said slowly, extending a tentacle toward Knight Myron after seeing that the expression on his face had not changed.

The next moment, a memory appeared in Knight Myron's mind: Archbishop Angus controlling the princess's body, entering the elven sacrificial site, and detonating all the blood in the princess's body.

"Angus!"

"Damn you!!"

Knight Myron roared in a hoarse voice. He did not doubt the authenticity of the memory, because he knew very well that the other party had no reason to lie to him.

He was filled with immense anger, but even more so with regret and self-loathing for his own incompetence. What good was his Shadow talent if he couldn't give Velena a happy home? What good was being the kingdom's first knight if he couldn't even protect a girl?

“I don’t have time to argue with you. I have more important things to do.” Archbishop Angus said to the angry Knight Myron. The next moment, a wall of flesh and blood appeared behind him, and Archbishop Angus slowly retreated into the wall of flesh and blood.

Enraged, Knight Myron could not stand by and watch Angus leave. He drew his sword, Altaïr, and unleashed a full-force strike at Angus.

A terrifying sonic boom resounded, and intense heat swirled around the blade of Altaïr. However, to Knight Myron's surprise, his strike missed its mark.

The archbishop Angus who appeared before him was merely an illusion; the real Angus appeared behind him...

“Being too emotional can lead to serious problems.” Archbishop Angus’s arm writhed, piercing Knight Myron’s heart.

"I am no longer the person I used to be..." Archbishop Angus said with a somewhat intoxicated expression, feeling the unprecedented power within his body.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Archbishop Angus realized something was wrong. There was nothing there where his arm was touching.

The next moment, a sharp sense of crisis appeared behind Archbishop Angus. He dodged sharply to the side, but his arm was still severed by the sharp sword of Altaïr.

[The Curved Light Observer]

This was the blessing of the Holy Tree by Knight Myron, the foundation for deceiving Archbishop Angus's vision, and what deceived Archbishop Angus's terrifying senses was the skill he had trained in the Shadow Assassin Training Camp.

Knight Myron's talent as an assassin is truly exceptional. His claim that he is not good at stealth is a lie. Even after leaving the Shadow Assassins, he has not lost his stealth skills; it's just that his training time has inevitably decreased significantly.

If he weren't a knight, but an assassin specializing in assassination, Archbishop Angus might not have even noticed that attack.

Having finally gained the upper hand, Knight Myron didn't even bother with his shield anymore, wielding his sword with both hands and launching a barrage of attacks against Archbishop Angus!

Archbishop Angus was clearly not good at close combat. As the former Pope of the Church of Hongli Sam, his best fighting style was to use an endless stream of spells to defeat his enemies.

Even after being corrupted by the power of the void, close combat was not his forte.

But at this moment, his strength had reached an unprecedented level, and even though he was in a slightly disheveled state, he would not be fatally wounded by Knight Myron's slashes.

"Enough!" Archbishop Angus seemed to have had enough of being beaten down. His body writhed and he suddenly released a powerful shockwave, sending Knight Myron flying.

Countless fleshy tentacles emerged from his back, like countless snake heads, tearing at Knight Myron.

Upon seeing this, Knight Myron quickly drew his shield, using it to parry while simultaneously slashing at the charging tentacles with his longsword.

Suddenly, Archbishop Angus leaped high into the air, his tentacles writhing and intertwining, with visible void power swirling around them.

Knight Myron watched Angus's movements with utmost attention, but the next second, Archbishop Angus appeared in front of him, his enormous tentacles slamming Knight Myron against the wall of the elven sacrificial ground.

“Ugh…” Knight Myron struggled in pain, with a large number of writhing tentacles climbing up his body, and blood mixed with void power gushing from his mouth.

"Farewell, First Knight of the Kingdom," Archbishop Angus said softly, channeling immense void power into Knight Myron's blood.

This is the void power within Archbishop Angus's body. Just a tiny bit of it is enough to twist and swell the body of a formal knight, ultimately causing him to die suddenly. And now, he has injected nearly half of that power into Knight Myron's body!

In this situation, even the kingdom's first knight...

"What?" Archbishop Angus looked surprised.

The violent sword light instantly severed Archbishop Angus's tentacles, and Knight Myron's muscles bulged violently, almost bursting his silver-white armor.

"It actually absorbed my power on its own initiative?" Archbishop Angus stared in astonishment at Knight Myron, never expecting him to make such a suicidal move.

The next moment, a blood-red sword light slashed towards Archbishop Angus. There was no chance to dodge, and nearly a quarter of Angus's brain-like body was cleaved off.

"The void and spiritual energy are forcibly merged, using a robust physique to suppress them for a short period..."

"While it can bring terrifying power, it will also inevitably bring you death."

"I'm not going to be stupid enough to keep bothering you..."

As Archbishop Angus spoke, the flesh-and-blood passage behind him opened again, but this time, he was less leisurely and more urgent.

"Angus!!"

A deafening roar reached his ears, and the flesh-and-blood tunnel that Archbishop Angus had just summoned was instantly torn to shreds by the violent sword energy. The grotesquely large Knight Myron appeared in front of him and swung the Sword of Altaïr like a baseball bat at Archbishop Angus's body.

The terrifying power instantly destroyed most of Archbishop Angus's body, leaving him no time to repair himself. Even more terrifying sword strikes then rained down on Archbishop Angus.

"What terrifying power..." The archbishop's body, which had been smashed into a pile of mangled flesh, rapidly expanded, soon transforming into a twisted giant. Countless tentacles emerged from his body, and numerous eyes stared at Knight Myron, casting the curse of the [Petrifying Eye] upon him.

However, this only slowed down Knight Myron's attack slightly. After more than thirty minutes of fierce fighting, Knight Myron slowly stopped.

Unlike his previous bloated and deformed tall body, the Knight Myron was now thin, resembling an undead creature with only bones inside a human skin.

"thump......"

The heavy armor weighed down on Knight Myron's body, and he knelt on the ground, sword in hand, staring at the wounded Archbishop Angus.

After burning away his life force and soul, Knight Myron closed his eyes unwillingly.

"Perhaps I was never meant to be a knight."

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Chapter 570: The Old Capital

"No, you are recognized by everyone from the bottom of their hearts, the Kingdom's First Knight..." Sensing Myron's thoughts in his last moments before death, Lu Qing gently approached him, holding Myron's helmet in her hands as she spoke.

The next moment, Knight Myron's memory world shattered, and Lu Qing returned to the dream game.

【Guardian Mask】

Those who wield the shield will advance without hesitation; I will uphold my creed for life, until death do us part.

Development progress: 100%

The Guardian's Shield skill effect has been enhanced!

[Advanced Swordsmanship LV10 - Swordsmanship Master LV2]

[Advanced Evasion LV10 - Evasion Master LV1]

[Basic Disguise LV10 - Advanced Disguise LV2]

[Advanced Throwing LV8-LV10]

[Spiritual Power Control LV7-LV8]

[Vanhustan Breathing Technique LV6-LV7]

Strength +3, Agility +2, Constitution +3, Spirit +1

[Leadership Qualities LV4-LV5]

[Fighting Proficiency LV4-LV7]

[Intuition LV2-LV3]

A flood of memory fragments from Knight Myron rushed into her mind. When Lu Qing came to her senses, she found that the attributes in her diary had increased significantly.

"So, once the mask's development reaches 100%, you'll obtain fragments of the vengeful spirit's memories from its previous life?"

These memory fragments weren't just something she could watch from the sidelines; it was as if she had actually experienced the contents of those fragments herself.

Moreover, these memory fragments were probably filtered by the game system, with most of the memories being training processes and memories of Knight Myron fighting on the battlefield.

Because of this, most of Lu Qing's skills were improved. Unlike the skills that the system used to create with Dream Coins, these skills had the same effect as those she had practiced herself.

"Phew, how long have I been spacing out?" Coming back to her senses, Lu Qing looked up at the sky above her head, then looked at the spirit floating beside her and asked.

She remembered that before she entered the world of Knight Myron's memories, the sun was just rising, but now it was almost directly overhead.

"Hmm... about four hours," Ling replied after thinking for a while.