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As a result, her movements became increasingly unrestrained, slashing wildly at Jiang Kehan, creating a hissing sound as the sword struck the opponent's protective spells.
"Hahaha, slip 17 Qi Yin Er Ba Shi Si Ba Ba Ha!"
Solita's jet-black mourning clothes fluttered, lifting the lace trim and revealing a touch of elegance amidst her somber aura, devoid of any madness.
Jiang Kehan frowned; she hadn't expected the other party to attack before she could finish speaking.
However, she still managed to defend against Solita's attacks with ease, while explaining why she had spoken in this way.
"Solitaire, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."
Jiang Kehan raised her long staff and engaged in close combat with Solita. What a joke! Having endured repeated beatings from Li Hui and Ariel, she was no longer the weak melee witch she once was.
In particular, Solita's martial arts skills are still confined to the mode of a normal human form, and she has not grasped the essence of a witch.
Jiang Kehan spent nearly 3000 Witch Gold to customize a long staff, and when she clashed with the opponent's long sword, she was not at a disadvantage at all. However, the pervasive death aura made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Like a stuffy nose.
Under the incredulous gaze of Solita, who had transformed into King Jiji, Jiang Kehan bent her upper body abstractly at a 90-degree angle and then grabbed Solita's foot.
Before Solita could struggle, he used magic to control the gem at its core, and with a forceful twist of his wrist, he rolled over, using Solita's feet as a fulcrum, and clamped his thighs down towards Solita's head.
So, the two of them, in a very unladylike manner, entered into a tangle of words, allowing Jiang Kehan to give a proper explanation.
“What I’m talking about isn’t something unreal or impossible, even though it’s being done in the form of a stage play.”
Solita didn't speak. She bit down hard on Jiang Kehan's calf, but her teeth were knocked back by the combat suit inside, and she gasped.
No way, why are you stuffing iron into your trouser legs? Where's your martial ethics?
Solita glared fiercely at Jiang Kehan, showing just how much force she had used. If Jiang Kehan hadn't been wearing her combat suit, she might have actually lost a piece of flesh.
However, Jiang Kehan only felt a slight itch, like being bitten by a mosquito, and did not notice that the other person had actually bitten her.
She seized the opportunity and continued.
"If we all lost our memories, and we went back to the beginning, would you be willing to see how things were with me?"
"Look at the possibilities that this seemingly insignificant change can bring!"
Jiang Kehan's words stunned Solita, who looked at her in disbelief.
Subconsciously, Solita began to consider the feasibility of this.
The doll has its own consciousness. As long as there is enough magic, it doesn't matter whether the doll has memories or not.
After all, her magical properties are more like resurrecting the dead and giving them a second life than controlling the undead.
If Jiang Kehan can really erase her memories temporarily, then how is that even possible?!
But would that make any difference? Solita found it somewhat ridiculous.
The hardships she experienced were not temporary. Even if Jiang Kehan had appeared at that time, what could she have changed?
"So what's the point? You don't think you can change anything, do you?"
Solita instinctively questioned it, but that put Jiang Kehan at ease.
Sure enough, Solitaire still longed to make up for her regrets.
She also hoped that someone would reach out and hold her hand, rather than push her towards a deeper cliff.
In fact, Jiang Kehan herself was not sure she could change anything. She was just gambling that even if she lost her memory, she would not turn a blind eye to Solita's suffering.
She was gambling with her humanity.
"The meaning is that it allows me to give up on continuing this entanglement with you and leave this place."
Jiang Kehan's magic began to build as she waited for the other party to nod.
Solita suddenly laughed. She laughed wildly for a while, then curled up as if her stomach hurt.
"Fine, but the stakes are my life. If nothing changes, then kill me."
Jiang Kehan froze at the indifferent tone.
Chapter 114 Dreams and Contracts
Crows, appearing out of nowhere, flew towards the sky, scattering and transforming into black stars in the white night.
Jiang Kehan remained silent.
What the other person said was beyond her expectations and beyond her tolerance.
No amount of words can change the fact that Jiang Kehan was merely fulfilling a commission.
The failure of the commission was only a disappointment to Bo Yuxue for her; it was not something irreparable.
But if Solita were to die, it would be far beyond what she could bear or accept.
It's cruel and realistic.
Jiang Kehan couldn't bear Solita's life.
I can bet myself on the scales of gambling, but I don't have the right to bet the other person on as well... Jiang Kehan looked at Solita with complicated eyes, and suddenly wanted to give up.
But Solita was also watching her, and when she noticed the unwavering rejection on Jiang Kehan's face, Solita felt her desolate heart suddenly skip a beat again.
Ah, Solita's brows drooped, making it difficult to decipher her gaze.
If it was just a dream, that's fine too.
I've done this countless times, haven't I?
At worst, I'll just experience the so-called suffering again.
The so-called suffering was just kindling for Solita. It wasn't that becoming a witch naturally gave her a strong heart; rather, it was because she had a strong heart that she had the opportunity and the right to be transformed into a witch.
She was just tired and bored.
So, before Jiang Kehan could utter the words of giving up, Solita spoke softly.
"Fine, I can't do anything to you anyway, so let's give it a try."
"If you fail, leave here and get far away from here."
Jiang Kehan stared at the other person in disbelief, but Solita's lowered eyes made it impossible for her to see what the other person was thinking.
However, Jiang Kehan felt another heavy feeling. She might really be the other person's last expectation, even if it was an expectation that was resisted and without hope.
She felt no joy as expected, but simply reached out to Solita, yet dared not actually touch him, fearing that even the slightest disturbance would cause him to suddenly leave.
The two were as fragile as strands of sugar; though they both yearned for that unattainable fantasy in their hearts, emanating a faint sweetness, they would shatter at the slightest touch.
“Okay.” Jiang Kehan did not hesitate. She released her thigh, got up from the ground, and spoke softly without being on guard against Solita.
But her voice carried an unwavering determination.
Solita didn't get up; she simply closed her eyes, savoring the tranquility of the moment. The evil dissipated into black smoke behind them, leaving only skeletons draped in human skin.
"What do I need to do?" she asked in a flat, emotionless tone.
As she spoke, the earth returned to its original state, sunlight streamed down from the sky, and the people around her regained their senses, but ignored the two of them.
It's as if everything that just happened was just a false dream.
Jiang Kehan walked up to Solita, extended her hand, and began to explain her plan.
"I can use magic to seal both of our memories at the same time. As long as one of us regains his or her memories, the other will also regain them, ensuring that neither of us can cheat."
"Hmm." Solita snorted through her nose. She opened her eyes, did not take Jiang Kehan's hand, but instead supported herself to stand up and looked Jiang Kehan in the eye.
"I trust you. Is there anything else I should be aware of?"
Jiang Kehan looked at her outstretched hand, a pang of heartache flashing in her eyes. The other person was like a falling snowflake, afraid of any possible warmth, because she had only ever been accustomed to the harsh winter.
"Besides this, you need to provide some common-sense memories as a bond between us to ensure that the stage does not stimulate us and cause premature awakening of memories."
The witch's memories are based on her own concepts. If the other party's strength hadn't been so much lower than Jiang Kehan's, Jiang Kehan wouldn't have been able to influence her at all.
This level of understanding can only be achieved if the other party is completely willing and opens up their memories to you.
"Is it really that simple?" Solita looked at her, her tone slightly abrupt.
Solita had thought Jiang Kehan would pull some tricks, but she never expected that everything would be designed to be so "fair".
Well, although it seems fair to both sides, what Jiang Kehan needs is to find her in the vast sea of people and then change her.
For Jiang Kehan, this was beyond just being difficult; it was pure gambling.
However, Jiang Kehan was indeed gambling, but she was only gambling with her own humanity.
What she didn't tell Solita was that, under the influence of this bond, she naturally felt a good impression of him, and he was the only chance Jiang Kehan had given her.
Since I'm sure I can find you in this vast sea of people, I can now entrust the rest to my own heart.
I believe I will not turn a blind eye.
Jiang Kehan looked into Solita's eyes and said firmly, "It's that simple."
"Puhahaha, then let's begin this drama, Jiang Kehan." The mourning clothes on Solita's body began to fade, turning into a simple white dress, making her look even more solid.
This is her true form, possessing some flesh and blood, rather than being entirely sculpted by magic.
Solita seemed much more docile, and the deathly aura surrounding him that Jiang Kehan found difficult to adapt to gradually disappeared, leaving behind a temporary trust between the two.
She was fearless and didn't think Jiang Kehan could change anything.
“Then open your mind and look into my eyes,” Jiang Kehan said earnestly. The magic she had been gathering was now under her control, and she walked towards him through her eyes.
Solita looked at her too, and both of them seemed to have flames burning in their eyes, proving their tenacity and indomitable spirit.
Neither of them wanted to give up their inner convictions; they were stubborn, like two pieces of metal colliding.
As they gazed at each other, countless memories began to surface. It was as if the two had stepped into a palace in the starry sky, where each memory became a brick or tile, outlining and shaping their appearance.
Memory and Tracing the Roots.
Jiang Kehan was adept at using the spells she created, but she never expected to use them in this way.
Hopefully, I won't let myself down.
Their memories intertwined, creating a fragile balance under the influence of magic, entangled with each other, and achieving a mutual sealing effect.
This balance is fragile and can be broken if one party intentionally awakens it, giving Solita a sense of security.
She couldn't help but purse her lips, and while teaching Jiang Kehan common sense, she also included an extra memory.