"So the first stage of the trial was to seal away my memories and power, then make the trial-taker 'enjoy' life as a child before becoming a professional? What a simple test. I don't even need to think about it—no matter how many times I chose, the great 'Instant Kill Spear' would never play in the mud with a bunch of little brats and waste his life away, right?"
Despite his arrogant words, the Mad Knight calmly surveyed his surroundings. Finding nothing in the pure white space, he could not help but feel somewhat strange as he recalled what he had just done in that illusory world.
To ensure that the trial proceeded as smoothly as possible without any sense of incongruity, the memories captured by the trial facility had to be the most carefree and leisurely moments from the trial-taker's life before becoming a professional. The simulated scenarios also had to conform as closely as possible to the trial-taker's ideal vision of a happy life.
After all, the only things that appeared in Kane's childhood memories were his two playmates and a field covered in wildflowers. His father never appeared, nor did the impoverished village. That simple story, though filled with laughter and cheer, perfectly reflected the young Mad Knight's deepest yearning.
Yes, Kane understood himself. He knew he was a villain through and through. He despised his father, who only knew how to restrain him with rigid and useless noble etiquette, yet he also knew how important the basic education he had received as a child had been. That was why, even now, this crazy Combatant still called himself "Baron Bisadas" as a joke while doing things entirely incompatible with "noble bearing." Meanwhile, his biological father, Ecklan Bisadas—the old nobleman and Bright Moon Knight who had devoted himself