This subtle combat technique......

If Annan had just crossed over...... In other words, he can master it when he has just awakened his memory, let alone what kind of robber or private soldier.

It is not a problem for Annan to fight ten at a time.

He didn't even realize that the Frost Sword Technique was able to adhere to and drag the opponent's weapon—he still hadn't understood how Dmitry's technique of creating ice on the soles of his feet like Esmeralda's Blood Frozen Dao was hit.

First of all, to be clear, Dmitry is not a transcendent at all.

Other words...... This is entirely within the realm of "technology", just like the Frost Swordsmanship. It's not an application of supernatural power.

And it's incredibly smooth swordsmanship and kicking.

Annan can be sure that even if it is an ordinary silver-level transcendent...... If you're not particularly proficient in combat, you're afraid you won't be able to beat Dmitry in close combat.

It's even just a one-handed sword.

And it was a one-handed sword with no balance hand, no crossbow or shield, just a one-handed sword with his hand in his pocket.

Suddenly, Annan noticed that he had been observing himself and Dmitry a little longer as a child.

Annan's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked the old man in a casual whisper:

"—Is that the Archduke of Winter?"

"That's His Highness Dmitry."

The old man replied calmly and emotionlessly, "Next to me is His Highness Annan." ”

"I can ......"

"—No."

Without waiting for Annan to speak, the old man refused indifferently: "After you pass the wolf kiss ceremony alive, you will naturally be able to get to know Your Highness." ”

Hearing the old man's voice, Dmitry turned his head.

His long, pure black hair hung down to his waist – but in a subtle departure from his time at Noah, Dmitry now wore his hair in braids.

But he was just as clean, and there was not a trace of dirt or dirt in sight. The serious expression that was always frowning was the same as Annan's previous impression.

He glanced at Annan, the werewolf now, and didn't say anything more or ask for her name.

Just turned around and looked at the old man.

"This is the one who crossed the blizzard?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

The old man nodded.

He didn't salute Dmitry, or say any honorific titles or greetings, but calmly replied, "If it's okay, I'll take her to do a 'wolf kiss.'" ”

"Go ahead."

Dmitry frowned and nodded slightly.

The young Annan on the side also looked at it calmly, and Annan also happened to look over.

All of a sudden, the eyes met.

For some reason, Annan was obviously being watched by "himself", but he felt a chill in his heart.

Annan held his breath.

It looks like a weak body, but it is unexpectedly divine.

It's reminiscent of a god...... An indifferent and penetrating gaze.

Others may not be aware of it...... I'm afraid that I will think that it is a well-behaved appearance of "listening carefully and quietly".

This is something that only Annan himself can perceive.

It wasn't the kind of gaze I had ever had.

It is impossible to have the demeanor that Annan will have.

- Only in this moment, Annan was completely aware.

Even if it is also inherited from the memory of the earth...... But before and after losing their memories, they are really two completely different people.

The influence of Winter's Heart on personality is too great.

They may have the same knowledge, and the same soul in their bones.

But the reversal of Winter Heart or not can really determine his mode of action.

If Annan is like a fearless "brave man" now, then Annan in the last week's event is like a bloodless and tearless "demon king".

It was a look that didn't care about life, power, or the world.

Annan has no doubt that such a self ...... Maybe it really could destroy the world.

…… Is this the me who got the Heart of Winter?

It is not the ignorant and unconscious child who inherits this talent and this responsibility, but the soul who is born knowing to feel that the positive emotions are gradually frozen......

Annan was still a little distracted, but he felt his shoulder being held down.

She came to her senses and followed the old man into the building inside.

"—Bella."

The old and indifferent voice in her ears brought her back to reality completely:

“…… The fate of the Winter Clan is already heavy, don't let them remember the names of the dead, don't let them talk to the dead.

"We are the Guardians. We want to protect not only their bodies, but also their minds. Since they were born, they have not felt all the joy, hope, courage, and love of the world...... It's like the soul has been chewed by the frost beast since birth.

"Do you understand the pain?"

“…… I don't understand, teacher. ”

Annan was silent for a while, but replied honestly.

She really didn't understand.

But faintly, she could feel it...... This is a possibility.

"Of course you won't understand."

The old man said flatly, "But you will soon understand."

—Why did the Hand of Winter show its loyalty to the Winters? It is precisely because we have tasted the bitterness of despair that we are full of respect for them. If you haven't experienced it, you won't understand it. ”

With that, the old man opened the door of a corridor with his ring again.

"Let's go, it's the end."

He finally declared, "Come along, Bella." ”

Annan noticed that the corridor was dark and dark, with no lights.

The old man took the lead and walked in.

Before being engulfed in darkness, he glanced back at Annan indifferently and motioned for her to follow.

…… Is it really at the end?

The more he warned, the more suspicious Annan became.

She remembered what the old man had said...... The wolf's kiss ritual is a possibility of death.

This dark corridor is too suspicious.

Could it be that halfway through the game, you will suddenly be attacked by a frost beast that jumps out? And then there's the chase?

Annan was silent for a while, but still stepped in.

But just after he walked in.

The door behind him suddenly creaked and closed on its own, making a muffled thud.

The next moment, Annan suddenly felt the world around him, and in the blink of an eye, it turned scarlet-

A feeling of familiarity.

But this time, I haven't sat down yet......

This sentence just came to Annan's mind.

He heard the staccato screams, growls, and weepings in all directions.

It's like a TV with a bad signal, and the world around you is shaking with noise.

After a few clicks, Annan was in a trance and realized that he had fallen into a long corridor.

The hallway is unusually pure white...... Reminiscent of a girl's skin.

About a meter below, it looks like skin that has been burned by fire, charred, blackened, twisted, soaked in blood, and even dripping oil.

At the end of the corridor, a large four- or five-meter-high pure red curtain hangs. It was also a clean, pure red, the same as the walls of the hallway.

Today's Annan has become a middle-aged man dressed as a detective.

He wears a beret and has a pipe in his mouth. In his right hand, he also holds a heavy cane with a steel core.

“…… I see. ”

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly and took a puff of his cigarette.

This body has quite good thinking skills, and should be a real detective.

It's a good time to clear your mind.

- This time, Annan did not trigger the mechanism when he sat down, but fell into the hallway nightmare when he entered the hallway.

So, is it a condition for falling into someone else's dream that the surrounding environment matches the scene of this nightmare fragment?

Before Annan was dragged by the old man to sit in the front seat of the subway - Annan was about the nightmare that he entered the moment the subway door closed.

The space in front of Annan at that time was almost the same distance from the wall as in the "spa room".

As such, the length and thickness of this corridor should also be similar to the corridor of the real Winter's house - this is a good verifiability, as long as there is a way to verify it when leaving the nightmare, you can write down this conjecture for the time being.

The spa room was not very clear before, but now seeing this corridor, Annan can almost conclude that this is definitely not something that the deceased "remembers".

Come to think of it.

They don't have souls at all, so how can the dream world pull down the relevant information?

It's just their mental imprint—a deep, abstract fear hidden in a curse or stored in their brains.

Denton is afraid of spa ...... That is, he was indeed a psychopath?

That was after he became a Soul Revener?

Or before?

If these fragmented nightmare fragments are the things that the dead fear the most. Then it's not surprising that whatever appears in it. Because this is simply antilogical, a real "nightmare".

"What will it be this time?"

Annan spat out a smoke ring and muttered in a low voice: "Fire? Demon? Or what? ”

But fortunately, it is different from the previous fragment...... There is no immediate danger at the beginning of the game.

He took one last look at his status.

The health is 100%, which is very good.

A dagger, a pistol, six rounds.

There is no mana pool, and it is not a wizard class. The muscles are loose and there is no trace of practicing swordsmanship.

Is it a hunter?

Or maybe it's a stalker?

Regardless of those, Annan will not have these techniques anyway.

- All he knew was that he had three silver coins in his pocket.

"Huh."

The corners of Annan's mouth rose slightly, and he did not hesitate to grasp one of the silver coins.

"Salute to the silver coins, Lord Silverlord."

He kissed the silver coin and whispered, "Bless me—"

So Annan no longer hesitated, raised his head and walked forward.