My Power Of Math Fantasies
11.5 Reunion without memory (3)

I can't let this. Body's warming. Don't think I'll just give up. I've hardened the mana using my amp. Making thorns with a size like a large sword blade scattered enveloping the Mad King.

"You're stubborn. Forever our reunion never gets along like this."

"Reunites? Your reunion says. Since when have we met before. Even if I never remember the shape of your face."

"How can you remember. If you rise only to die. Always bullshit."

"Whatchu mean? "

"Currently, you can't even understand what I'm saying. Hey Dayshi. I'm actually fed up with you constantly getting up without knowing anything. Is it hard to remember anything."

I've been dead many times. But I never once remembered the life before me. I then force my brain to remember what I really don't remember. But what I did was free.

"I don't remember it. I don't even know what I should really remember."

Deploring. I pulled my hand with all my might letting the mana thorns that surrounded us invade simultaneously without anyone hitting me. And the Mad King decisively accepted the attack.

"You're saying this is an attack?"

Where possible. He was still able to move after his entire body was pierced by those thorns. I even saw clearly how blood was flowing all over her body which even enveloped her like clothes.

However, he with his low gaze looked as if nothing had happened to him. He's just flat expression.

"I'm Riko, she's Raisa, and you, Dayshi. We both come from outside this world."

Yeah, I've known that for a long time.

"And you are from the outside, arbitrarily ruining the world. We are strangers here."

"Here you go, just listen to what I'm saying."

"Well, do you want to brainwash me."

I attacked him back quickly. He gave a sword to his neck. He avoided it without seeming to be struggling.

"We always work together to rise to the top, hoping to get out of this world."

"I never remember that."

I gripped the Mad King with the cube from which I made the 3D. I shrink the cube and make the Mad King's body shatter without form.

"Yes, even if they always work together. I always keep cleaning it up. But, apart from that, the times we were together made my eyes open even wider."

I was surprised, the Mad King suddenly made a sound behind me in an even more stamina condition.

"It feels like I'm going after what I dreamed. Looking for what dream I want to look for, it's as if I'm starting to forget as we're together."

What this guy is really telling me. Is he making a shit.

"However, it didn't last long."

The flat expression of the Mad King was seen drifting with his own story. However, he suddenly surprised me with his widened eyes and his curved lips like a crescent moon facing upwards.

"When we find out that getting out of this world is just bullshit."

"When we know that we are just guinea pigs, and when we find out that most of the inhabitants of this world are from the outside world who became original and forgot where he came from."

"So, what do you mean, all that information from the system in our heads doesn't help us get to the end of the road to get out of this world?"

"Yes, that's right. The system in our brain only reinforces the information we get. The whole quest was like that. Even the main quest was mostly just a manipulative form of the higher-ups in this world."

"Keep, what are you doing all this for now?"

"For what?"

Riko tilted her lips.

"It's retaliation."

"Reflame?"

"Don't be such a saint, Dayshi. After what they did to us. We can't just keep quiet. We can't forever be like we used to enjoy every trip.

" Riding in every position they have arranged. Fight for wealth and wealth with the natives of this world. Even to willingly break the upper and lower races to install world barriers between them. And in the end the only recompense we get is slaughter."

All the stories he told began to sound quite reasonable with the state of this world. But was it true that I, Raisa, and the Mad King had walked together. Have I come from the beginning in the world long before the war of these three powers occurred.

"You, how could you possibly remember that, Dayshi. Systems that exist in the world especially for players like us who come from outside this world require us to give up the memory contained in our brains when we have been declared dead and then resurrected.

"You will only remember once your life when you are alive. By the time you get back up, your memory will be empty again about what you have been through in this world. You will start your adventure from the beginning again. Worse still the history you have made in your previous life or resurrection will disappear completely and will not be remembered by others.

"Although, sometimes there are certain people or even only one person who can remember the players who have died and risen again. Yeah, that guy was me. But it's not impossible that there are people who are also the same as I can see the history of players who have experienced a revival or even have fused into a genuine person in this world."

"Huh, hoi-hoi-hoi Dayshi. Don't be so tense. Here, sit next to me. I'm again males fighting with you who are completely far from my strength now hahaha."

"Do you just want to tell me that u story."

"Have it, I just wanted to tell you one last time. Relax, we postpone it first. You're smearing."

The Mad King flapped his hand. While meringi-ringis happy he then hit the surface next to him. He hoped I would sit there.

Hah, after all I was also tired of beating him many times but a single attack seemed to have no impact on him. Come on, I'm following the advice I gave.

"You Want Coffee?" asked the Mad King who out of nowhere suddenly appeared a kettle and glass that he was ready to pour on me.

"No, I'd rather have a glass of warm milk tea."

"Okay, take it."

Ha, Riko, the Mad King quickly gave me what I had requested.

We drank each of our drinks. The Mad King prefers coffee with a lot of sugar. We enjoyed a drink while looking at the already chaotic Kingdom of Flower region.

The war down there has also subsided. They were all just silent looking at the sky that was so pitch-black yet did not drop its contents.

"It feels fresher, doesn't it."

I nodded in agreement with him.