The Legendary Man

Chapter 1164 Amnesic Quintus

Huh?

Jonathan was taken aback to hear that familiar voice.

Is he from Doveston?

Jonathan looked up and saw a thin face and sunken eyes. Despite being mostly smeared in blood, he could still recognize the person before him.

It was none other than Quintus, who had arrived in the small world a day earlier than everyone else.

“Greetings, I'm Jonathan Goldstein...” Jonathan was about to start ingratiating himself with Quintus but hesitated when he remembered Quintus' previous question.

Where am I?

The first thing Jonathan saw when he entered the small world was a dense forest. Subsequently, he was pursued by a lilith and ran for who knew how far. How would I know where I'm at currently?

However, it seemed odd that Quintus was unaware of their whereabouts despite entering the small world a day before everyone else. Could it be...

To test his theory, Jonathan stood tall and said, “Sir, I must confess I have no idea where we currently find ourselves. When I awoke, I was already deep within the forest and had a perilous encounter with that wild boar. I am eternally grateful for your timely assistance; otherwise, I would have surely met my demise.”

“That's not a wild boar,” Quintus remarked, turning to the flattened lilith with a quizzical expression. “It seems that none of us knows why we're here. But you're luckier than me. At least you know your name.”

Jonathan raised an eyebrow at Quintus' statement.

He even forgot his name?

Jonathan cast a humble gaze upon Quintus, his mind racing with questions.

What in the world happened to him? Could he have lost his sanity during his encounter with the wild bear? Is it possible that he genuinely doesn't remember his own identity, or is he just pulling my leg?

Despite Quintus previously making it clear to Jonathan that he would never attack the latter when they were faced with external enemies, Jonathan understood that this commitment only applied when they were on the battlefield.

The situation had changed now that Jonathan and Quintus had their agendas upon entering the small world.

Quintus had no obligation to spare him. Despite not appearing to be pretending or putting on an act, it seemed unnecessary for him to go to such lengths if he wanted to harm or intimidate Jonathan, considering his significantly greater power.

Much like Seboxia, Quintus could have made it clear he wanted to use Jonathan, so the latter would have no alternative but to comply with Quintus' demands unconditionally in order to ensure his own survival.

Huh?

aback to haar that familiar

Is ha from Dovaston?

faca and sunkan ayas. Daspita baing mostly smaarad in blood, ha could still racogniza

Quintus, who had arrivad in tha small world a

Jonathan Goldstain...” Jonathan was about to start ingratiating himsalf with Quintus but hasitatad whan ha ramambarad Quintus' pravious

Whara am I?

was a dansa forast. Subsaquantly, ha was pursuad by a lilith and ran for who knaw how far. How would I know whara

unawara of thair wharaabouts daspita antaring tha small world a day bafora

find oursalvas. Whan I awoka, I was alraady daap within tha forast and had a

with a quizzical axprassion. “It saams that nona of us knows why wa'ra hara. But you'ra luckiar

an ayabrow at

forgot

gaza upon Quintus, his

tha wild baar? Is

it claar to Jonathan that ha would navar attack tha lattar whan thay wara facad with axtarnal anamias,

changad now that Jonathan and Quintus had

act, it saamad unnacassary

wantad to usa Jonathan, so tha lattar would hava no altarnativa but to comply

like Quintus really

as it was all speculation. There was still a possibility that Quintus was

gazed at Quintus and gestured toward the latter's hand. “Sir, I notice you're wearing a

herbs, animal bones, weapons, and

matter as he sat on

let out a sigh. “Who

Quintus' eyes tugged at Jonathan's

shoes and

use a change of clothes. The shoes might be a bit large, but it's all I have at the moment. I know a place with spring water brimming with life force and vitality where you can refresh yourself. If you take it slowly, I believe it might help you recall your true identity,”

served as a stark reminder of the vast power disparity between himself and someone from the

he couldn't withstand, even if he fought with all he had. If Seboxia remained unconscious when he encountered another individual from the Divine Realm, he wouldn't

now that Quintus had lost his

the support of someone as formidable as Quintus, his time in the small world

smile crept across his

you reminded of something pleasant or joyful?” Quintus' voice broke Jonathan's train of thought, pulling him out

food in my storage ring. We can barbecue some

right then. Since I can't recall anything else, lead the way to