The Author's POV

Chapter 757

The moment those words escaped from my mouth, the very air around the room chilled entirely, and as I sat in front of Waylan, I found myself blinking for a longer time than I usually would have.

There was something nagging at the back of my mind, and for a moment, I hesitated to voice my thoughts, unsure of whether I was overthinking or not.

But as I studied Waylan's expression, the nagging feeling persisted within me, urging me to speak up.

I cleared my throat, breaking the silence between us.

"You know, Waylan, I've been thinking."

I said slowly, my voice laced with uncertainty.

"I couldn't help but wonder if there's more to Kevin's memory wipe than just sparing everyone the pain of his passing."

I thought I knew Kevin well, but after thinking about everything that had happened, I realized that I actually knew almost nothing about him.

The Kevin I knew was a lie.

...and thus, it made me question whether he truly erased everyone's memories to spare them from being hurt by his death.

Perhaps it was true to some extent, I felt that there was more to it than just that...

Waylan's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise before he lowered his gaze, his hand coming to rest on the wooden table between us.

"What do you mean?"

He asked, his voice neutral.

I blinked slowly once more, deliberating over the words that I was about to say.

"It's just that... apart from me, no one else should know about Kevin. And yet, somehow, you do."

I watched Waylan's hand tense slightly at my words, but he remained silent, listening intently.

I leaned forward, my eyes locked on his.

"So, how is it that you know?"

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"How is it that you don't know about his death and the changes he's made while I do?"

For a moment, Waylan's hand hovered uncertainly over the table, his expression unreadable. But then, he let out a soft chuckle, his features relaxing into a smile.

"Heh, so it's true then..."

he said, more to himself than to me.

His casual demeanor intrigued me, and I found myself studying him more closely, searching for any hint of deception or guilt.

"What have you figured out?"

I asked, unable to hide the curiosity in my voice.

Waylan looked up at me, his eyes glinting with amusement.

"Why did you suspect me? I thought I had done quite a good job up until this point..."

in his voice. Clearly, he wasn't as unaffected as he tried

a thing... Everything was perfect... There should've been nothing to indicate you at all

as if to

"...and yet, I did."

calmly, my

certain nun that I met a little while back, and she told me

and I could see a flicker of confusion

did she tell

his voice laced

knows the name of

watching as Waylan's

Protector knows the

echoed, almost

nodded, pursing

"Indeed..."

myself before

to be honest. To me, there was nothing really wrong

how it was supposed to be. How

guess

own thoughts. But then,

changed recently, haven't

up at

"Yes, they have."

and that was all there

Things, however, changed recently.

be surprising if some things were different... It

that I saw, I still didn't feel that there was something

straight

as before. Your name was what I thought it was, there didn't seem to be any change, and I felt my suspicions die down… That was

the name

sticking in my mind. I wasn't sure

leaned back

thought, but… what if… and I mean what if… for some strange reason that I don't know…

I had the sudden thought that perhaps, the name shift in the other world wasn't necessarily a historical

I took the nun's words to mind, wouldn't it mean that from my perspective,

everyone was referring to him, and how I was referring to

if the entire time I had

it all a

"You see…"

Waylan with a complicated look. Drumming my fingers over the armrest

I had already confirmed things beforehand and was just clinging to the little hope

this skill that I have. It's a very nice skill,

one of

that enables me to alter and see the memories of others. Judging from how you're looking at me, you seem to have

staring at me with an impassive

I continued.

from another one's perspective

out a long

bit of a farfetched thought, and

head lowered in

all. It turns out that my hunch

shocked, but as I went through the other's memories, I came

perspective, he was

carefully looked through their memories and paid attention to every little detail in them. That was when I realized that they were calling

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