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"It's nothing much, just wanted to ask you something. Did I used to have a hobby of crafting magical items?"
Hearing Lin Ruo's question, Medici drained the tea he had poured for him in one gulp. He looked at Lin Ruo, as if recalling something, and said, "You really did like tinkering with magical items back then. Most of the magical items we used were made by you… But after the Creator had an accident, you rarely made magical items anymore."
Ah, this!
Since he already knew about the existence of Lin Bao and Bertie, Lin Ruo wasn't surprised by this answer.
As for why he rarely made magical items after the Silver City Creator had an accident, Lin Ruo could roughly guess the reason—to create a magical item suitable for an Angel, he would inevitably have to simulate Sequence 1 or even Sequence 0 of the Savant pathway.
And once he simulated the abilities of this Sequence, Lin Ruo would inevitably be affected by divinity and madness. When the Silver City Creator was around, with that super nanny present, Lin Ruo could do as he pleased. But after the Silver City Creator died, having lost his nanny and only able to stabilize his state through sleep and other methods, he naturally wouldn't create magical items unless absolutely necessary.
But… "So, back then, I was not only in charge of the Judgment Sword but also logistical work like crafting magical items? Wouldn't that make me busy as a dog?" Lin Ruo suddenly said, pinching his chin.
Hearing this, Medici glanced at Lin Ruo. As he put down his cup, he said, "I don't know about 'busy,' but someone used to constantly push Judgment Sword matters to Saslier to handle, and then run off to play. That part is true."
The implication being, you have the nerve to say you were busy as a dog?
"Haha." Lin Ruo immediately let out an awkward laugh, somewhat guiltily changing the subject, "Medici, do you know about Lin Bao and Bertie?"
"What are those?" Medici clearly wasn't aware of Lin Ruo's two creations. "They sound like they're related to you and that Abraham fellow."
"My creations, probably. It's fine if you don't know." Lin Ruo wasn't surprised by Medici's answer. He was just trying to further confirm the "birth" time of these two creations.
He thought of something else and asked, "I recently recalled my first encounter with the Creator… I wanted to ask, was my state back then particularly bad, completely in a state of irrational madness?"
Medici seemed to pause, then shook his head and said, "I don't know about that. I did know about your existence after the Creator brought you back, but during that period, you were always by the Creator's side and didn't meet us. It wasn't until your tenth year of existence that the Creator handed you over to me to look after."
He paused here, a wanton smile playing on his lips as he looked at Lin Ruo and said, "But if you're talking about madness, you really were a genuine little madman back then, and you were mad for quite some time. To be honest, if it weren't for the Creator's command, I wouldn't bother dealing with a madman. I would have thrown you out to feed the monsters long ago."
"But from the results, you still took good care of me, didn't you?" Lin Ruo instinctively retorted, but began to ponder the information revealed by Medici's words.
He was very certain that his state when he first met the White Creator was different from the state Medici later called him a "little madman." Although the latter was also mad, he still had rationality, it was just that divinity completely overwhelmed humanity.
And Medici said that after he was picked up, he was taken care of by the White Creator alone for nine years. Perhaps these nine years were when the White Creator was treating him, and only after his condition improved did he hand him over to Medici. Later, the White Creator might have occasionally treated him again, allowing him to stabilize his human state and largely return to normal.
Wait, he was actually raised by Medici?
Lin Ruo suddenly snapped back to reality, looking at Medici with a strange expression.
That look made Medici frown. He said irritably, "What kind of look is that?"
"Just a little emotional…" Lin Ruo certainly wouldn't say he was thinking of the Red Priest pathway's alternative name, Red Maid, as saying that would likely truly anger the other party.
"I think you might really have something wrong with your head." Medici said, a little speechless, his tone still Yin and Yang.
"That's nothing compared to you, who just got two external brains, thinking in three-person portions, awesome." Lin Ruo, being spoken to in a Yin and Yang manner, almost instinctively returned the Yin and Yang, even feigning a thumbs-up gesture at Medici.
"Hmph!" Medici scoffed at his retort and said, "Why don't you just not switch pathways? I think Hunter suits you very well."
"I can't help it, I don't want to switch pathways, but I can't compete with a certain someone, can I?" Lin Ruo shrugged, his tone innocent, yet inexplicably provoking.
"If you don't want to switch, then don't."
But to Lin Ruo's surprise, after he said that, Medici replied in such a way, looking as if he was truly angered, yet also as if he was stating something seriously.
Huh? Did I go too far?
Lin Ruo blinked, then after a second of thought, said, "Just kidding, just kidding, I didn't mean to blame you. My pathway switch wasn't mainly because of you, you know."
Deeply understanding that even close friends need occasional reassurance to maintain their relationship, Lin Ruo continued, "So don't get angry, okay? Want some tea?"
As Lin Ruo spoke, he poured Medici another cup of tea, raised his own cup to him, and said, "Perhaps I'm begging you?"
"Tsk." Medici took the tea Lin Ruo offered but didn't drink it. He simply said, with an unclear meaning, "Little Black, you are very similar to how you used to be, yet not quite the same."
Lin Ruo's movements paused. He looked at Medici, and after a moment, suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. He poured himself a cup of tea, also not drinking it, just looking at the tea as he said, "Perhaps I and He are not the same person at all…"
He raised his head, looking at the person in front of him, and said:
"Medici, perhaps I am not the person you know at all."
Was he the same person as the former Judgment Angel? Who knew!
Such things were inherently the hardest to judge.
And one thing Lin Ruo was very clear about was that Medici knew the former him, not the current him.
He was different from Klein.
Lin Ruo suddenly felt a sense of weariness.
Interacting with these old friends, accepting their friendship, but who were they looking at?
It was the former him, that powerful, seemingly cheat-like Judgment Angel, not the current Lin Ruo who knew nothing and was clearly manipulated.
Lin Ruo bit his lower lip. Although he had already understood it to some extent before, now he felt like he was overthinking again.
You could say he was being sentimental, but isn't that normal?
A person with amnesia, whose life was clearly arranged by his past self, and most of the people he encountered were once familiar but now strangers, yet he had to accept all these unfamiliar relationships and smile at all his friends. But he also clearly knew that these people were good to him based on his former self.
This kind of goodness was like a castle in the air, making Lin Ruo realize more clearly that if he wasn't him, then on the day he disappeared, the only people who would remember him would probably be a handful, including Klein.
Even if he was strong, even if he often comforted himself, under such circumstances, how could Lin Ruo not feel confused or even fearful?
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