King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

Why not?

Just as Solomon was about to blurt out these words, he felt a void force being pinned to his neck.He opened his lips in vain, but found that he seemed to be silenced, unable to make even the simplest single sound from his throat.

How is this going?

Solomon was slightly startled, and then he understood the reason for his sudden inability to speak.

Just ask, where is he now?

He is in the memory of the formless.

A person's memory is established and cannot be modified twice.But because Solomon deliberately led the other party's memory to go in a different direction from the original one, causing the image in his brain to deviate from the original one, so this caused the original phaseless consciousness to notice the abnormality here, and thus to This fragment of memory interfered.

In short, he was noticed by Wuxiang.

This is his original purpose, to let Wuxiang's subject consciousness appear in memory, or in other words, let Wuxiang drag him into his mental world.

It seems that it won't be long before he can watch the memory "Ai Ze" in front of him turn into the Heroic Spirit Wuxiang he is familiar with.

Thinking of this, Solomon raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

To be honest, it was inappropriate for him to smile in such a scene, so when he painted a little smile on his eyebrows like no one else, his subtle facial expression aroused Aize who hadn't left yet. And Matthew's attention.

"Doctor... what are you laughing at?"

"Ah, I'm..."

Solomon responded subconsciously, and then he was a little surprised to find that he could speak.But after all, he was not dazed for too long because of this small change. After a brief daze, he adjusted his expression and put on the most iconic smile of "Romani Akiman".

"Who came up with the idea for the Christmas ball, Ai Jun?"

He avoided the previous topic, and randomly picked a topic from the other party's previous conversation that could be discussed for a long time: "Do you need my help? After all, it will be Christmas Eve in a few days, right?"

Solomon's initiative seemed to be beyond Aize's expectation. He stared at the black-haired boy with wide eyes, a pair of black pupils were bright, and they were full of "Romani Akiman" smile.

"Ah... can I?"

After being dazed for a long time, the boy spoke in a tone that hinted at fear: "Is it really possible? I mean... well, doctor, you are busy too. After all, the last singularity will be in a while."

"How could it be that the employees of Chaldea can have a holiday, and the credit should go to Ai Jun."

Solomon looked at the memory that had been stuffed into his mind at some point, and described it according to the script: "If you hadn't completed the task perfectly at the Uruk singularity... Maybe the location of Chaldea is in that It will be exposed before Solomon's eyes in time."

It feels a bit strange to call myself by my name, especially the "Solomon" in my mouth is not actually me.But Solomon did not show any "awkward" or "weird" emotions in these trivial matters, or in other words, even if he showed such an unnatural expression, the teenager standing in front of him would not notice it immediately .

"So, just take it as a thank you... No, it's okay to ask me to help, isn't it?"

Solomon thought for a while, and said, "Always let Ai Jun prepare for this kind of festival alone...it's too hard for me alone."

Although the previous memory fragments did not involve the holiday and leisure fragments of Chaldean employees, Solomon said this sentence very naturally at this moment.

He is not only awakening the consciousness of the formless, in the memory constructed by this dream, Solomon is also recovering step by step through the method of contacting the past Aize...or recovering his own memory.

Solomon somehow knew that the boy in front of him was very keen to prepare some unusual surprises for the Chaldean employees who worked overtime all day.

He would latte flowers for the morning coffee of the female employees, prepare hot milk and cakes for the on-duty staff who worked intensely until late at night, and would also pull Matthew to impromptu a small waltz dance in the corridor, just to make that Asian The Servant girl personally experienced the dance experience she had longed for but never said.

And all of this is out of his own will, not a straightforward request from others.

"It's the last time."

In the moment when Solomon recalled in a daze, he spit out such a sentence uncontrollably.As soon as the deep meaning of the words was not so beautiful, it attracted Solomon's own attention, and his eyes, which had become a little dazed because of his daze, sharpened sharply.

This is not the sentence he wanted to say, is it the consciousness of revising memory at work?

Solomon opened his mouth, racking his brains to find some other words to make up for his gaffe, but before he could find a sentence suitable for explanation, the boy in front of him spoke first.

"Eh?"

Ai Ze was stunned for a moment without knowing why: "The last... one time?"

He blinked, dazed for a moment, and then reacted quickly.

"Don't set up flags indiscriminately!"

The young man put away the messy and complicated expression on his face, leaving only a little blameful anger in his eyes: "How could it be the last time? I was still thinking about getting rid of Solomon at the end of the year and staying in Chaldea, and then talking to everyone. They have been working as partners until retirement!"

This tone... Is Solomon something that can be easily handled?

Solomon couldn't laugh or cry because of Aize's tone of voice, he gave a little "hmm" helplessly, and then smiled softly.

"Since there are more partners in the future... then let me familiarize myself with the process in advance."

He said with a relaxed face: "If we want to spend Christmas together in the future, then we must participate in the preparation work, right? Every activity Ai Jun designs is very interesting, so I want to know in advance, what are you doing?" What do you think?"

Solomon's tone was very determined, and he looked at Ai Ze calmly, so that the latter was a little embarrassed by his staring, and the slightly eager expression on his face was restrained after blinking his eyes.

The boy calmed down, lowered the corners of his mouth, and put his hips on his hips in a thinking pose.After a long time, he sighed and announced to Solomon in a reluctant tone: "Okay, let you join my secret action plan."

Ai Ze's so-called "secret operation plan" is to drag Solomon together to make paper flowers.

Solomon thought that the other party would take him to do other things, such as going to the singularity to buy some eggs for eggnog, flour for baking cakes, and a huge tree for Christmas trees... He even thought of The other party would pull him to rehearse a program that he was not very good at, but he just didn't expect that the other party would lead him to a long-abandoned warehouse, and then brought out a lot of colorful colored paper, and started Teach him how to tie paper flowers by hand.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with what you said the last time, doctor."

While deftly cutting the colored paper with scissors, Ai Ze casually chatted with Solomon: "Celebrating Christmas when the whole world is being destroyed... This must be the only special Christmas experience in my life."

"Actually, I was still struggling at the beginning... It is obvious that the decisive battle will be about ten days away, but I am still preparing for the Christmas party here. Is this approach a bit too relaxed or something?"

"However, I followed those employees to watch for a long time. Chaldea's defense is completely fine, and everyone is extremely nervous, so I thought of holding a small Christmas dance for everyone to relax."

When he said this, he smiled: "After all, sports can make people feel better. Dancing is also a very happy thing. Christmas should be dancing."

Solomon watched the black-haired boy chatting with himself about his inner thoughts, while twisting the shredded paper with his fingers into a long string of beautiful decorations.The colorful paper strips rubbed against each other and made a sound of "Xixisuosuo", which mixed with the sound of the two people's breathing, inexplicably gave people an inexplicable sense of ambiguity.

Young Aize also put a bunch of cut paper strips on the table in front of Solomon, but the latter's hands were really clumsy, he tried several times but failed to string those paper flowers together, and instead made a bunch of paper flowers. Heaps of colorful rubbish...So before the boy could make a move to stop him, Solomon put down his hands consciously, willingly becoming a spectator.

The boy's fingers were white, slender and dexterous.Solomon followed the sound of the paper shredding, and subconsciously stopped his gaze on the delicately moving hands of the other party.

"You really can do a lot of things."

he said suddenly.

Solomon's unexpected speech caused the young Aize's hand to pause for a moment. He raised one eye and glanced at the other party, and found that the other party was just stating a fact in a very general way, so he let out a muffled "hmm".

"Coffee latte art and waltz dancing are not things that ordinary high school students would... Ah, of course, I also don't know much about the life of Japanese high school students now, so I thought..."

"I'm not Japanese."

"Ok?"

Ai Ze tied a paper flower again, and then took a string from the side to string them up, folded them up, and then completely raised his head to look at Solomon sitting on his right.

"The name 'Aize' doesn't look like a Japanese, does it?"

He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said: "It's not a very useful skill, I just learned it by myself while you are all busy."

"I've always felt...Compared to you, I'm really useless."

Having said that, the boy lowered his head again, and focused his attention on the pile of papers in front of him.He reached out and picked up the pile of materials originally assigned to Solomon, and picked out the parts that were still usable. While moving his fingers, he continued the topic.

"You guys are responsible for the technical part, and the heroic spirits are responsible for the battle... As the master, I am actually the most useless."

"My existence is only to build a bridge between Chaldea and the heroic spirits. In fact, if there is more advanced technology, the existence of 'I' can also be completely replaced."

"How can I command those heroes who have left a great reputation in history? Isn't it because of the three command spells in my hand?"

Aize folded the red paper strips in his hand one by one, interweaving them into a blooming rose, and compared it to Solomon's chest.

"So, if there is something that I can help with...something that only me, a useless and very idle person, can do, I will definitely try my best to do it well."

He smiled and stuffed the paper rose in Solomon's palm.

"Because this is my last value."