book of old days

Chapter 212
That smile cast a shadow on his heart. He didn't know when it started, but Sean felt a little bored with this friend who had been with him since he was a child.

It was as if there was his shadow everywhere.

Sean pushed open the door and walked out.

He went straight to the tavern with ease.

He was almost trotting forward, and when he entered the tavern, the tavern owner greeted him warmly.

"What does this gentleman want?"

"Same old," he said.

The bartender looked at him helplessly, "You mean the old way?"

"Beer with ice..."

The bartender shrugged, as if you could just say no.

Sean was a little surprised. Does this guy have such a bad memory? He is a regular customer, and he only came here last week.

After receiving the beer, he turned to look at the lobby where he was sitting, but was pleasantly surprised to find that several old friends who used to drink together on weekdays were sitting in the corner and chatting happily about something.

"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" He walked over and asked, taking the only vacant seat.

Several people were taken aback when they saw him, but they all stopped talking and just looked at him with strange eyes.

"Sir, there are already people here."

"Sir, haha, when did I have such a strange relationship with me, besides, there is obviously no one here."

"Our friend went to the bathroom and will be right back, this is his spot."

"That friend, Joey? Bedok? Or Andrew?"

"It's John Smith. Look, that's coming."

John Smith walked over with a smile, and was obviously taken aback when he saw Sean.

"Why are you here?" He asked almost in a tone of blame.

The person next to him asked, "Do you know this guy?"

"Hehe, he's an old friend of mine. Let's talk first, and we'll go rescue him." John said as he pulled Sean up and walked out.

Sean was annoyed, "Hey, what are you doing?" He struggled a few times, but as soon as John's hand touched him, the feeling of weakness emerged again, and he could only be dragged to the door of the tavern.

"let me go."

"Sean, you shouldn't have come here."

"they are my friends."

"Really? Are you sure? They don't look like they know you."

"We've known each other for many years, and we often drink together." Sean said in a deep voice.

John smiled slightly, "Hehe, that's strange. I often drink with them, but why have I never seen you? I haven't heard them mention you."

"Because—" Sean opened his mouth, and suddenly froze, yes, why?Why don't all these old friends recognize me anymore?

John said patiently, "Think about it again, have you really drank with them in the past? It is obvious that I often drink with them, but you only met them a few times when you came to see me occasionally."

Sean recalled it, his thoughts became more and more confused, the lights of the bar were bright and dazzling, and those 'old friends' looked here from time to time, looking at him as if they were looking at a lunatic, which was unusually strange.

Instead, he kept calling John to continue drinking.

John waved his hands at those people, turned his head and said to Sean with a serious face: "Although we have a good relationship, I think we should keep our own circles of life. You say yes, Sean."

Sean nodded blankly. He didn't know how he got back to the castle. He wanted to stay in the apartment for one night, but when he saw the photo on the wall, he suddenly realized that it was indeed John. Photo.

Seeing John's smile in the photo, he was filled with anger.

Unable to do so, he opened another portal and returned to the castle.

"Those ungrateful bastards actually helped me forget. Sure enough, friends are unreliable. The only thing you can really rely on is strength, that's right—power!"

With a thrill in his heart, he went straight to the tower, he wanted to learn magic.

"Orloin's Ball, I'm here to learn magic from you." He shouted as soon as he entered the tower.

The Sphere of Oroin looked at him with blue eyes.

"Why should I teach you magic?"

"Why, we clearly agreed before, I summoned you from the sea of ​​chaos, and you promised to teach me magic in return."

"Human, what nonsense are you talking about? It was John Smith who summoned me and rescued me from the sea of ​​chaos. I promised to teach him magic, but I never promised to teach you magic. In fact, I was the first The first time I met you, just because you were so rude, I should devour you, but you don't look mature enough, so...

Please leave, before I unleash my malice. "

As the Oroin Ball said, it slowly floated into the air and flew to a position higher than Sean's. The restless glow in the surrounding air made Sean shudder.

He retreated decisively.

Walking in the corridor, Sean felt like he was going crazy. Why, why couldn't his memory match up?
Which ones were done by themselves and which ones were done by John.

He wanted to recall, but his mind went blank.

What is wrong with me?There must be some way, am I really sick?

Sick, oh yes!Spiritual water!
Sean reached into his pocket as if grasping for a life-saving straw.

He was really afraid that he would catch nothing when he stretched out his hand, he was afraid of the spiritual water and the dimensional pocket.Also, none of the treasures in his memory existed, or they all belonged to John.

Fortunately, this time his memory was not confused. The stone bottle containing the spiritual water was in his pocket. He unscrewed the cork and poured the liquid into his mouth.

The cold spiritual water calmed his mind a little.

His memory is still a mess, but at least his consciousness has calmed down.

He lay on the bed, waiting for the spiritual water to work.

Before he knew it, Sean fell asleep.

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Sean found himself soaring above the familiar sight of Oak Valley below.

It's strange to say that once you enter this god mode, the chaotic memories in your mind suddenly become clear.

Those feelings of uneasiness, annoyance, irritability, anger, and even fear all disappeared in an instant.

I am Sean Forrest, the great godslayer, savior of dwarves, master of light, owner of the sun's fire.

I am the Spirit Lord of the Sun, the symbol of bravery and wisdom, the Sun God Sean!
His mood became calm and calm in an instant, full of confidence and morale, he let out a long cry, and soared in the sky with the majestic posture of the Eagle of Light.

He swooped down and quickly flew into the temple in Oak Valley.

That's right, there really is a temple here. Although it's just an outline, it's already quite large. Countless dwarves are busy building the outer walls. Wednesday is waving a scepter and directing hundreds of dwarves Stand up a huge statue of a god.

The statue is more than ten meters high. It is made of oak and covered with gold on the outside. It looks very magnificent. The statue is exactly like him, but it looks more brave and resolute. There is a sunburst on the top of the statue. He held it up high, with a golden eagle on his arm, and a dwarf in the other hand. The dwarf looked like Wednesday.

(End of this chapter)