LOL: The dark goddess covets me!

Chapter 2 I can't let go, I really can't let go

The voice of the old woman who spoke was as low and hoarse as old spirits.

She looks like she is 90 or [-] years old. Her gray and dry hair seems to be dyed with autumn frost, her right hand with sticking out the cuff and grabbing the wooden stick is bony, and her dark complexion has mottled age spots.

But those piercing eyes were as sharp as a falcon, even though Josh had a dark-born weapon in hand, she didn't seem too afraid.

【It's just a useless bastard who hasn't even got through the magic power circuit. Kill her and let's leave here. 】

"Shut up! Don't affect my emotions."

【Hmph, you're just an ant. Talking to you well, you really put your nose on your face. Do you think you're a character?You know, before I was sealed, even 1 of you couldn't handle one of my blades! 】

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pinprick pain from every pore on his right arm, Josh found that this female dark descendant seemed to only make him feel pain, and had no other way to deal with him, so he became bolder instead.

"Heroes don't mention the bravery in the past. Now you are just a weapon, and even I can't do anything about it. No matter how powerful the past is, being trapped in the weapon and unable to use it is no different from talking big."

【…】

As if being poked in the sore spot, since Josh traveled through this short period of time, the dark female was silent for a rare moment.

Afterwards, her anger was like a speeding train, wishing to trample Josh on the soles of her feet.

【hateful!Damn you! 】

[A mere ignorant, ignorant, poor and weak mortal dares to speak nonsense in front of the great god warrior! 】

[Josh Russell, when I break free from the seal, my first goal is to cut, cut, and chop you up! 】

So familiar lines... Uh, it doesn't matter anymore.

Josh chose to ignore the dark female who was bluffing in his mind.

He must learn to get used to it, and there will be more days like this in the future.

Josh's conversations with the dark female were all spiritual exchanges in his mind.

From the perspective of others, Josh has been in a certain state of sluggishness when their archbishop asked the last sentence.

After more than a minute, he began to respond to the old woman's words: "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, but I... er, how should I put it? After picking up this strange knife, I Seems to have lost his memory."

[It’s a clichéd routine, it’s been badly written in the third-rate novels of our Shurima Empire thousands of years ago... Well, I remember that the Grand Maester loved to read this kind of novels. 】

A cliché is a cliché, but it is indeed a feasible solution to the current situation.

By the way, does Nasus like to read third-rate novels...

Josh thought about it in his heart, and was unconsciously led by the dark woman to think out of his rhythm.

"Amnesia?"

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the soldiers and the elders in robes looked at each other with different expressions.

Among the crowd, an old man with a pale, oily and vain complexion, who looked like a toad at first glance, snapped, "You guy, you must be a personality disguised by that living weapon, right?"

Josh shrugged and pursed his lips, with a look of indifference: "Since you don't believe it, forget it. Anyway, I am very new to you now, and I can't remember who you are at all."

"Compared with the Darkborn recorded in our classics, except for the temporary loss of control just now, Josh doesn't seem to have negative emotions of bloodthirsty and tyranny."

"As far as the current situation is concerned, this child is indeed very different from his previous temperament."

"Can amnesia also change personality?"

"This question, I guess I have to ask some masters of logic, metaphysics, and hermit dialectics."

"..."

Hearing this, those elders who wore robes and respected each other as masters and elders began to whisper again, discussing the credibility of Josh's remarks.

The old woman who was the leader did not participate in their untimely debate, and a look of surprise was fleeting in her eyes, and she did not show much on her expressionless face with loose skin and imprints of time.

"Since this is the case..." She lowered her eyes and sighed softly, "Then let me re-introduce you. I am the archbishop of Heliya Light's Blessed Sect, Margusa the Forbidden Master. Can you remember me?"

Control people?Archbishop of the Blessed One sect?

Josh knew very little about the organization of these Blessed Isles before they experienced the Curse of Ruin and became the Shadow Isles.

No need to respond, Margusa knew everything from his expression.

"Originally, I was entrusted by my disciple, your master Tyrus, to take good care of you while he was out exploring, but I didn't expect you to accidentally discover the fallen ancient magic weapon...

"Oh, it's because I didn't take good care of it!"

【Damn old lady, I was the one who took the initiative to lure you, how did you come to me on her own initiative? ! 】

After being imprisoned in the "little black room" for hundreds of years, the dark female in Josh's mind would attach her own judgments to almost every sentence that others said.

"Sister, did you say that you are not thirsty after so much? Oh... sorry, my fault, I forgot that you can't drink water."

【…】

【Josh... I want to destroy your world, your cherished thing, and your hope together! 】

Sighing silently in his heart, Josh twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

Why can't I block this annoying guy?
"Bishop Margusa, it is not an option for us to continue to stalemate here."

Josh weighed the long knife in his right hand, causing everyone in front of him to breathe suddenly, "If you want me to say, why don't we go back to the city to discuss a solution?"

"We can't let him go back to Hylia! We haven't ruled out the risk of his mind being taken over by the Darkborn!" Master Toadface screamed, spitting and spitting.

"Well, what Elder Bartek said is right. We have to consult the ancient books about the dark descendants recorded by our ancestors first, and then hold a parliamentary discussion before we can determine how to deal with your matter."

Margusa pondered for a moment, staring at the darkin sword in Josh's hand with concern and asked, "Can you put down the darkin weapon in your hand?"

Before Josh could answer, he felt the long knife in his hand tremble, and the palm touching the handle felt a pain like a foreign object piercing into the flesh, but it was not as severe as the previous two times.

【you dare! 】

The voice of the female dark descendant was rarely tense.

【I can't go back to the boundless cage of darkness!You don't even know how painful it is to have cold and numb limbs, struggle to breathe but can't take a breath, and can't feel everything! 】

[My concept of time has been blurred, but this feeling, roughly estimated from the time when I was sealed, should be at least 500 years now. 】

[Do you dare to imagine how it feels to be here for 500 years?I went from anger to pain, from pain to numbness, and finally fell into despair, and then from despair to anger, and so on...]

[You can't leave me... Absolutely-yes-no-can! 】

She trembled in a painful and desperate tone, and there was even a hint of pleading mixed in between the words.

"Even if I want to let you go, I can't do it!" Josh responded helplessly.

Immediately afterwards, he took a deep breath, and under the vigilant gaze of the soldiers and elder masters, Josh's right arm was raised in front of him, and his fingers covered in scarlet spread out.

The handle of Dance of Death completely ignored the laws of physics, as if it had become a part of Josh's body. Even without any point of support, it could still stick to his hand and not fall off.

"You see, I want to put down this knife too."

Margusa shook his head, "Okay, okay... If you are still Josh, even though you can't go back to Hylia for the time being, I will send someone to settle you down here.

"When we figure out a countermeasure to separate you from the living weapon, Hylia's door will be opened for you again."

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