After being captured by the old enemy

Ji Xingjue's consciousness was interrupted the moment Iser pushed the door and broke into the laboratory.

It was like a long dream.

I was still a little dazed when I woke up.

The line of sight gradually became clearer, and I saw the familiar ceiling. Iser's face was extremely pale, and she quietly stood by the bed. Seeing that Ji Xingjue finally opened his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly, "Your Highness, are you feeling better?" Is it? There was an accident in the experiment..."

Ji Xingjue was still buzzing in his head, blinked his eyes slowly, and turned his head slowly when he heard his voice, his voice hoarse: "Iser?"

Iser paused for a moment, and replied cautiously: "Your Highness, how much do you... remember?"

"Rand and I brought you back to the palace."

Yise nodded vigorously, remembering that Ji Xingjue couldn't see, she immediately responded.

Ji Xingjue lowered his eyelashes: "I can't remember the rest."

Iser couldn't help showing a bit of disappointment, but he restrained himself very well, and his voice was still soft: "It doesn't matter, it's enough to think about these."

Ji Xingjue rubbed his swollen temples, touched the gauze on his head, and paused with his fingertips: "An accident happened in the experiment?"

"Your body was tampered with by the Pope, so you can only take out the memory chip temporarily," Iser tucked him in the quilt, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will return your memory to you when the compatibility problem is resolved."

A smile floated on Ji Xingjue's lips, a little mockingly: "Give me back even the false memories?"

Esther's smile froze.

"What did you add to the experiment?" The feeling of mental tearing still remained, Ji Xingjue had a splitting headache when he thought about it, and frowned, "You let me see the picture of me and you falling in love."

The air in the room froze for a while.

Esther didn't feel ashamed, instead she laughed softly: "Why do you think it's fake? Then why can't it be true?"

Ji Xingjue shook his head calmly: "Do you want to know how I can tell?"

Yise opened her mouth, saw the curvature of Ji Xingjue's lips, a dark cloud suddenly passed over her heart, she got up and interrupted: "Your Highness, rest well, I..."

Ji Xingjue said directly: "Because I know very well that what I like is someone like Qi Qing, not you."

Esther's face changed several times.

After being repeatedly rejected and stimulated, the mask of gentleness in disguise finally showed its cracks.

His breathing was a little heavy, he stared at Ji Xingjue's face, and suddenly grabbed his wrist, and said in a cold tone, "It's not good to just pretend that's true."

His hands were as strong as iron tongs.

"I brought you back, you should belong to me."

Esther was going to be driven mad by him.

Ji Xingjue's eyelids twitched.

He withdrew his hand in time, avoided it, and said in a calm tone, "Iser, I named you and sent you to school because I want you to be a good person."

This sentence is more than a heavy punch.

Iser suddenly woke up, withdrew the sudden madness, and was a little at a loss: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I just, just... miss you so much."

He was a little panicked, worried that Ji Xingjue would be angry and ignore him, and he didn't notice Ji Xingjue's glance.

Ji Xingjue sighed silently.

Esther's character is very much like a paranoid child.

However, other children snatched their toys and at most had a fight with others, but Esther would choose to kill them all.

Thousands of bionic transformation experiments in the underground palace, thousands of saints who were ordered to attack the empire by suicide on the front line, these shocking numbers are nothing in his eyes.

It was pure cruelty and indifference to human life, and he could sacrifice everyone except Ludwig in his memory.

But in front of him, he seems very naive, a word can make him docile obediently, and when he is reprimanded, he will cry again, begging for sympathy.

It's almost exciting.

Ji Xingjue pondered for a while, and slowed down his voice: "Yeser, in fact, you can let me see this world again and experience the taste of health. I am very grateful to you."

As expected, Ise cheered up immediately, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Your Highness, are you willing to forgive me?"

Ji Xingjue avoided answering: "Can you release the control of the bionics and let go of those saints outside?"

"You want me to stop the conquest of the empire?" Yser keenly sensed his implication.

"This is not a conquest, Yiser, the Landa Empire is gone," Ji Xingjue said softly, "We belong to the past, and we shouldn't try to interfere with the present that is rushing forward."

Esther was silent for a moment before uttering a word: "No."

"Only this request, I will not agree to you." He smiled slightly, "Your Highness, I will dedicate your throne to you again. Both Qi Qing and the Glory Empire will perish."

Ji Xingjue frowned.

Yise and Qi Qing have some similarities in their personalities, but they are not completely similar. They are both paranoid, but Qi Qing is very pure and kind.

No, he shouldn't compare Qi Qing with Iser.

There is no comparison.

They are completely different.

Iser bent down, and pushed Ji Xingjue back on the bed with little strength but could not refuse: "Have a good rest, I will take you to see the Pope tomorrow."

The door creaked shut, and Ji Xingjue lay back on the bed, but did not rest, stood up again, and waited for a while.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Harlem to walk in through the door swaggeringly with great powers. At first glance, he found that he had bribed the people inside the Holy Order. Seeing Ji Xingjue waiting, he looked at him curiously without talking nonsense: "Teacher, I heard that there was an accident in today's experiment, how are you doing?"

Ji Xingjue pointed to the gauze on his head: "The goal has been achieved."

According to the "incompatibility" problem that Esther said, most of the current problems in his body are because of that chip. The complete fusion of the body.

Without the memory chip, his mind can also be more stable, and his reaction to the jump will not be so strong.

So whether it is restoring memory or removing the memory chip, Ji Xingjue's goal can be achieved - the body is no longer affected by the chip.

The chip was implanted under Esther's leadership. He couldn't find it and couldn't remove it, but if Iser removed it, there wouldn't be any problems.

It's just that I didn't expect that with Iser's paranoid temperament, he would actually remove the chip.

Harlem looked at him with great interest, then bent over and pulled him into the distance, staring into his eyes: "Then have you recovered your memory?"

Ji Xingjue squinted his eyes and smiled sincerely: "The chip has been removed, of course not."

"Don't you feel sorry?"

"It's nothing to be sorry about," Ji Xingjue moved back slowly, widening the distance, "It is enough to have more than 20 years of memory, and there is no need for more."

Harlem looked at him for a while, then laughed softly: "The teacher is really open-minded."

Ji Xingjue blinked: "So you came to me at night just to say this?"

"Of course not," Harlem lowered his voice, "I just want to confirm the teacher's camp. By the way, I have something else to ask you."

By the time Harlem left, the night had darkened a lot.

Now there will be no more visitors, the surroundings are finally cleared up, and he has time to tidy up his messy mind, Ji Xingjue closed his eyes tiredly, countless messy scenes flashed in his mind.

He thought of the silver-haired boy crying with his forehead against his palm when he was dying.

As if swearing, the young Iser choked up and repeated: "You will wake up again."

Struggling in the vortex of memory all afternoon, after falling into a dream, the dream is still a memory.

The tyrant Carol is the most authoritative person in the Landa Empire. Although his brutality is not as exaggerated as the Glory Empire's, who made history be written by the victors?

This tyrant who is described as licentious has only one wife in his life.

After his wife was poisoned and assassinated and passed away, Carol's temper became more and more volatile, and he lost trust in those around him.

He protects his children in ways ordinary people can't understand, like a mad lion.

But the resurrection plan wasn't first proposed by Tyrant Carroll.

Carol's farewell words were just a farewell and blessing to the precious child.

Live a life without shackles...

Ji Xingjue chewed this sentence repeatedly, woke up in a trance, and sighed.

He was a little bit concerned.

Iser kept his promise, and brought Ji Xingjue's brain projection device over early in the morning, and put it on for him himself: "Your Highness, come and have something to eat with me first, and then go down after eating."

Ji Xingjue glanced at him: "Could it be that you tortured the Pope so much that he couldn't eat?"

Iser's smile remained unchanged, but he avoided answering: "He is a bit stubborn, but I have someone clean it up, so that he won't stain His Highness's eyes."

Ji Xingjue didn't feel at ease at all, he made mental preparations in advance, and when he was eating, he couldn't help but start thinking about his feelings again.

Yiser tried his best to restore his former life, and even adopted the palace standard for the daily meals, but those carefully crafted food did not resonate with Ji Xingjue much.

Who would have thought that the former tyrant Carol would actually cook for his son himself.

No one would have thought that the Marshal of the Empire is quite skilled in cooking.

After eating, Yise took Ji Xingjue to stroll in the exquisite back garden for a while, and after he had almost digested it, he took Ji Xingjue to the elevator to the underground research institute, embarrassed, like a wrongdoer The child: "If your Highness feels unwell later, please tell me, and we will withdraw immediately."

Ji Xingjue: "..."

What the hell have you made of the Pope?

The pope was imprisoned on the second floor of No.30.

There are a total of 32 floors underground in the church. The first 22 floors are the daily living areas of laboratories and researchers, and the lower part is where disobedient experimental subjects and prisoners are held.

The second floor of No.30 is the most tightly held place, and only Yiser has the right to directly access it.

The elevator stopped slowly, and Esther led Ji Xingjue into the place where the Pope was being held in a gentlemanly manner.

When he saw the... lump soaked in the nutrient solution, Ji Xingjue finally understood why Esther hesitated so much.

The Pope in front of him is no longer a complete Pope.

His hands and feet have disappeared, and he is still alive and healthy after being immersed in the scientifically formulated nutrient solution—although it is probably better to die than to live like this.

Ji Xingjue glanced at Iser, whose head was lowered, fingers twisted together, and occasionally sneaking glances at him, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he raised his finger and knocked on the glass cover, and greeted him pleasantly: "Hello , are you still alive?"

The author has something to say: Pope: Grass.

In the next chapter, Xiaobao will show up!Bao, Mama and your wife both miss you_(:з」∠)_