People in Ultra: Rejected by Light at the beginning

"Ugh~"

"This is where?"

Zhao Ziming slowly got up from the bed and looked at the magnificent room, and then suddenly covered his head with his hands, causing his mouth to gasp in pain.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened from the outside, and four people walked in from the outside.

"Master! You finally woke up. Yueying misses you so much!"

"Master, you are finally back again!"

When the leading woman in gorgeous clothes saw Zhao Ziming who had already stood up, he rushed over and threw himself into his arms.

"Who are you? Why do you call me master? What other young master? Where are you?"

Zhao Ziming had no time to dodge, so he instinctively raised his hands and looked down at the woman holding him who was crying with joy, and then at the old man next to him who was wiping his tears.

Yueying, who was crying, raised her head when she heard this.

"Master! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Zhao Ziming looked at the woman in front of him with confusion, then looked up at the three people standing.

"Master Ziming! Don't you remember anything? I am Sarid, the housekeeper who used to serve you."

"And this is the queen of Yueying Kingdom, and she is also your apprentice."

The old man among the three stepped forward and looked at Zhao Ziming and said.

"Butler? The Queen's apprentice?"

"Then who am I?"

"Uh~"

Zhao Ziming thought carefully in his mind, but the severe pain directly interrupted his thinking.

Several people looked at Zhao Ziming, who was covering his head with his hands and looking in pain. Their thoughts were directly verified, and their faces were full of worry.

"Your Majesty the Queen!"

"Master Ziming seems to have lost his own memory, and he doesn't remember us either."

After hearing Sarid's words, Yueying quickly asked nervously.

"What should we do then? Is there any way to recover?"

"Reporting to Her Majesty the Queen, according to ancient records, only by contacting familiar people and objects, or places where you have been, can you have a chance of recovering your memory. The current situation should not be rushed."

"Okay, then let's do as you say, old man."

Yueying looked at Zhao Ziming, who was looking at them curiously, and felt mixed feelings in her heart.

"Tomorrow is the annual celebration of the brave, right?"

"Yes! Her Majesty the Queen!" Sarid replied quickly.

"This year's celebration will definitely be the most lively one."

"Sarid! The emperor is going back first. You will take the master to the square tomorrow. Be sure to dress up."

Yueying stared at Zhao Ziming again for a long time before turning and leaving.

After Sarid sent Yue Ying out, he came to Zhao Ziming again with a gentle smile on his face.

"Master! I will prepare a sumptuous meal for you, all of which you liked to eat before."

As soon as he heard that there was delicious food, Zhao Ziming quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes, grabbed Salid's arm and hurried out.

"Old man! Take me to eat something delicious quickly. I'm almost starving."

"Okay, young master, don't worry, I'll take you there right now!"

Hearing this title again, Sarid's eyes instantly filled with tears.

Under the leadership of Sarid, Zhao Ziming finally arrived at the restaurant.

Seeing a long table with more than a dozen dishes on it, Zhao Ziming randomly found a seat to sit down and prepared to eat.

"Master! You are sitting in the wrong seat. This is your seat."

Sarid held Zhao Ziming's hand and led him directly to the seat.

Zhao Ziming was also a little helpless, but he still came to the first seat obediently.

"Old man. I'm going to start!"

Zhao Ziming looked at Sarid and saw that he didn't seem to make any other moves, so he started eating directly.

"Master, please eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, this is all yours."

"There's so much, I can't finish it by myself. Master, please sit down and eat too."

Seeing that Sarid kept picking up food for himself, with no intention of sitting down to eat together, Zhao Ziming stopped his chopsticks.

"Master! I..."

"Old man! It's so boring to eat alone. Come sit down and eat together. By the way, tell me what I was like before."

Zhao Ziming stood up directly, came behind Sarid, and helped him sit down at the dining table.

Sarid had no choice but to sit down helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Young Master is still the same as before!"

Zhao Ziming just ate while listening to Sarid telling about his past.

"The peace and tranquility that Yueying Country has today is all because of you, young master! Thanks to you for eliminating the foreign invaders in one fell swoop, otherwise there would be no beauty today."

"Am I that powerful? Old man, are you kidding me? I don't even feel like I'm that powerful."

Zhao Ziming held the chicken drumstick in his hand and looked at Sarid with an expression on his face that said, "You are trying to coax me."

"Everything I say is true. Master, no one can match your strength in swordsmanship, not even Her Majesty the Queen who is your disciple."

"That's right! Master, you can also transform into a giant god! I still remember that heroic appearance."

"I suddenly remembered that I still have the portrait. I'm going to show it to the young master. Maybe it can restore the lost memory."

Zhao Ziming looked at Sarid who stood up and left in a hurry, thinking about what the other party said.

"Transform into a giant god?"

At this moment, a picture flashed in his mind, and then the severe pain struck again. Zhao Ziming dropped the chopsticks in his hand and covered his head with both hands.

"Master! Are you okay? If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

Sarid returned to the restaurant again and saw Zhao Ziming's painful look. He quickly put the scroll in his hand on the table and came to Zhao Ziming's side with a nervous look on his face.

"Old man, I'm fine. Show me what you brought."

Zhao Ziming waved his hand and said it was nothing, so Sarid had no choice but to hand the scroll to Zhao Ziming's hand.

Looking at the old scroll in his hand, Zhao Ziming slowly opened it, and what came into view was a strange figure with two pairs of strange horns on his head and strange patterns on his body. Although some of his body shapes were the same as those of humans. , but no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t feel familiar at all.

"Old man, did you take it by mistake? Is this me?"

Sarid looked at Zhao Ziming and saw that there was no big reaction on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Master, this is it. I got it right. The one pictured on the picture is you, Master."

"But I have no impression."

Zhao Ziming scratched his head, rolled up the scroll directly, handed it into Salid's hand again, lowered his head and started eating.

Sarid had no choice but to put away the scroll and sit down again. Although he was still a little anxious, he could only calm down temporarily.