People Are Crumbling, Turning into Bishops

After a long time, Otto exhaled, the energy in his body had almost bottomed out, and he needed a good rest to recover.

However, the corners of his mouth opened, and he smiled.

Because Otto succeeded.

Cecilia is already Otto's person.

Otto sat on the ground, looking at the still sleeping beauty, he could feel the quantum energy in the latter's body, and the quantum energy flowed unimpeded in Cecilia's body, like blood.

"Hahaha."

Otto laughed heartily, and clapped his hands, as if celebrating, but clapped twice, then put his hands down again.

Happy, really happy.

Tired, really tired.

Otto looked at Cecilia wearily, and just waited for her to wake up.

However, Otto looked at Cecilia's flanks, where there were weird and strange lines, which he hadn't noticed before.

This is the stigmata.

This is the second time for Otto to see the stigmata. Before that, the stigmata of the Herrscher almost killed him, but Otto obviously didn't learn his lesson.

With his finger, he poked Cecilia's side.

Then frowned, Otto stretched out his hand, and actually held the stigmata directly in his hand.

A part of the stigmata was still attached to Cecilia's flank, while Otto held the other end in his hand, as if tearing off a sticker.

But Otto raised the hand that didn't grab the stigmata, covering his forehead.

Massive memories flooded Otto's mind.

This is Cecilia's memory.

"The body is damaged, so the memory is stored in the stigmata? Oh, interesting."

Otto looked at the stigmata in his hand, and he realized that the stigmata contained Cecilia's memory.

If you squeeze it like this, Cecilia's past memories will disappear.

Otto's eyes flickered, his face struggled, his heart was at war with heaven and man, and the veins in his right arm holding the stigmata bulged.

But during the struggle, Otto sighed.

He let go of his hand, the stigmata twisted twice, and disappeared on Cecilia's body again, it escaped unharmed.

Cracking memory has many benefits for Otto.

Without memory, Cecilia is just a blank slate, letting Otto's thoughts color it.

Easy to control and easy to plan, Cecilia will become his loyal dog.

I will be her only one.

But memory is the proof of the existence of a personality. If Cecilia's past memories are wiped out by pinching the stigmata, will Cecilia really exist?

Moreover, let alone the enemy, playing with the memories of the people around me at will and manipulating everything about them always makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

In a moment, Otto's kind thoughts arise.

I'm still not cruel enough.

If it is the future to make the choice by yourself, you may squeeze it without hesitation.

In this way, Otto's idea of ​​using Cecilia to coerce Teresa to hand over the St. Freya Academy faded a lot.

Is this kind of method not good for your own people?

Closing his eyes, the more he thought about it, the more entangled he became. Otto sighed, and lay down directly, regardless of the nutrient solution remaining on the base.

As a result, as soon as he lay down, the feeling of exhaustion hit his spirit, and sleepiness flooded his heart.

"call......"

Otto breathed steadily and fell asleep after lying down for only a few seconds.

Sleeps like a child.

Chapter 140 Eight

"At least, at the end of your life, let you feel the warmth."

The words were soft, and it was a very familiar voice.

Oh, it's my own voice, it's what I said to Sirin just before dying.

Head, a little pain, body a little cold.