The Dead Memories Are Attacking Me

Were they our teammates? The Radiant Sun Squad only had five members: Leige the Silver Sword Hero, Amelia the Wind Elf, Iliya the Justice Hammer, Venus the Light Witch, and Lance the Non-Existent Potion Master. From the squad's formation until the end of the King Sealing Demon Slaying campaign, the Radiant Sun Squad always consisted of five members.

To be precise, after the "King Sealing Demon Slaying" battle, the Radiant Sun Squad lost one member.

To ensure their ultimate victory, the Potion Master sacrificed himself. His deeds remain unknown, and he became known as the "Non-Existent Potion Master."

Afterwards, many Potion Master wanted to join the Radiant Sun Squad, but they were all politely declined.

It wasn't until they lost Lance, the Potion Master, that they realized there really was such a thing as Team Spirit.

Lance's death robbed their squad of a piece of their "Team Spirit".

When Lance was alive, they felt it didn't matter whether the team had Lance, the Potion Master, or not, because Lance's presence in the team was not strong.

After Lance died, his presence became even stronger.

When Iliya wakes up in the morning and opens her bedroom door, she instinctively rubs her sleepy eyes and says to the empty living room, "Good morning, Lance. What's for breakfast?"

When Lance was alive, he always prepared breakfast. After they got up and washed, they would sit at the table and enjoy a delicious breakfast.

In the past, when Iliya called out like this, Iliya would be greeted by a large, warm hand that would rub Iliya head and say, "Breakfast is your favorite spinach."

After the war to King Sealing Demon Slaying, Iliya could no longer eat Lance's spinach breakfast.

For more than a month, Iliya would subconsciously call out to Lance every morning when she woke up, and the others weren't doing much better.

The Hero Reg would knock on Lance's door from time to time.

Amelia would suddenly call Lance to go shopping while they were having afternoon tea.

She liked to stay in dark corners and would habitually wait for Lance to call her to go out and bask in the sun. Those days were too agonizing.

Despite their success and emerging talents, they weren't as happy as they had imagined.

They put away the kingdom, the temple, and the medals awarded to them; they did not live in the villas that were given to them as rewards.

They returned to where they used to live.

They probably subconsciously felt that Lance was in that place.

For a while after they moved in, they really felt like Lance was still alive.

Until Iliya said 'Good morning' again and again and received no response.

Until Leige could no longer knock on Lance's door or answer Lance calls. Until Amelia went shopping and no one followed her or spent her money anymore. Until she stayed in a dark corner and no one called her out to sunbathe anymore and no one would wash her long, silvery-white hair covered in dust and dirt. Slowly, her teammates changed.

Iliya started learning to make spinach breakfasts herself.

When she successfully made the spinach breakfast, she would excitedly turn around and call out to Lance. But when she thought about how Lance was no longer there, she would quickly turn her head away so that her teammates wouldn't see the tears in her eyes.

The Hero Reg became taciturn. Amelia disliked shopping. She would deliberately leave the dark corners and sit in the sunlit spot where Lance often basked in the sun, enjoying the pleasant feeling of drowsiness. Venus put her hat back on, her dead memories attacking her. "Venus? Venus?!! Are you listening to me? What's wrong with you? There's no one else here, why are you putting your hat back on?"

"Dead memories are attacking me. Wait for me a moment."

"???"

Dead memories? Could it be that he's thinking of that conman Lance?

She must have thought of Lance, but Venus would never have imagined that Lance, who had been dead for a thousand years, was still alive.

She said it was true that Lance had deceived them so badly.

Lance could never have imagined how long it took them to accept his death after he sacrificed himself, and after they won the war.

His teammates also underestimated Lance's importance to them.

They initially thought he was just an insignificant Potion Master, but after losing Potion Master, they realized that Lance had silently infiltrated their lives and become an important person in them.

"It nourishes things silently." When Lance said this, he was probably describing himself.

"Alright, let me reveal some more information about my former teammates."

"He's a liar."

fraud?

Are there any scammers among the members of their Radiant Sun Squad?

Amelia sometimes lies to them, but she's not a liar.

Venus thought about it carefully. Apart from Lance, it seemed that their Radiant Sun Squad had never accepted anyone else. No one could replace Lance's position.

They never considered having someone else take Lance's place.

"Besides Lance, I can't think of anyone else I could consider a teammate. If it's Lance... I've been Trainee Death God for so many years, and I've summoned Lance from time to time, but I've never received a response. Never mind Amelia, I'll ask my colleagues nearby for help."

If my colleagues in the surrounding area can't help me, I'll contact you again. You can bring that mysterious teammate to help me clear out the undead in this area.

That's all for now. I need to sleep for a while to refresh myself.

"You're driving me crazy! Just you wait, I'll contact you again tomorrow. I don't believe you'll be so calm when you see my mysterious teammate tomorrow."

Amelia ended the projection call, letting Venus get a good night's sleep. The moment the projection connected at dawn, she was determined to make that despicable face of the liar Lance appear on Venus's projection screen immediately!

Pulling herself under the covers, Amelia lay in bed giggling to herself, wondering how Venus would react when she saw Lance.

I can't wait for dawn.

December 4th, 3455 of the Black Dragon Calendar, cloudy.

It's not snowing today. When Ingrid woke up on the sofa this morning, she was told that the dragon was building a snowman outside.

Even dragons can build snowmen? The young dragon touched its bald head and went outside.

The creature piled up by the evil dragon wasn't a snowman, but a baby dragon.

It looks exactly like her.

They were building a snow dragon early in the morning, but I don't know if the dragon had eaten breakfast yet. I forgot to ask Ingrid.

Hey. Once the evil dragon has finished building the snow dragon, what would the evil dragon's reaction be if she 'accidentally' stepped on its tail, or 'accidentally' tripped and damaged the snow dragon it had built? Would it chase after her in a rage and beat her up?

Want to give it a try?

"I'll help you."

The young dragon ran up to the snow dragon with a mischievous grin, then, without paying attention, slipped and fell with a cry of "Ouch!" She slid towards the snow dragon, and just as she was about to crash into the snow dragon's pile of evil dragons, she was lifted into the air.

"Next time you pretend to slip, make it look a little more convincing."

"I wasn't faking it, I really slipped and fell."

"You didn't slip, you fell. After you fell, you used both your hands and feet to quickly crawl towards the snow dragon I had built. I saw through your bad intentions at a glance. You wanted to deliberately destroy the snow dragon I built, didn't you?"

"They slid that far, not climbed."

The young dragon blinked its innocent, purple-gold vertical pupils, resolutely refusing to admit that it was a crawler.

It just slid over.

Lance put the dragon cub down and tapped it lightly on the head with his hand.

They just don't have the talent to do bad things.

"Go build one yourself."

"No, I'll build it with you."

"Don't break it. You pile it up first. Someone messaged me, I'll take a look."

"Oh."

The Lance ring on Lance's left hand Diamond Cutter; it was the Death God Scythe. Had Solomon, the Death God Solomon, contacted him? Oh no, it was a distress message from Trainee Death God Reaper from another region.

Message content: [I encountered a powerful opponent while clearing out the undead in the vicinity. If any of my colleagues nearby are available, I hope they can come and assist me in clearing it out. After the mission is completed, I am willing to give a portion of Hell Gold as a reward to my colleagues who come to my aid.]

If any colleagues nearby encounter difficult bounty missions and need assistance, please contact me. Colleagues who are available and willing to help, please reply, and I will send you the coordinates.

Trainee Death God requesting assistance? This is the first time I've received such a message.

Judging from the information being conveyed, this Trainee Death God doesn't seem to be in any immediate danger.

After thinking for a moment, Lance sent a message back: [Read. Busy taking care of the kids, no time right now.]

As he put away his Death God Scythe and prepared to continue building the snow dragon, Amelia, wearing a blue woolen coat, appeared on the path outside the courtyard.

The little dragon took her own hat from the Lucky Space Ring and put it on the snow dragon's head.

Perhaps feeling that his snow dragon was too perfect and didn't showcase her snowman-building skills, she took a shovel and started building a snowman next to the snow dragon.

The snowflakes are now gathering around the courtyard.

Good morning, Xiaolong.

"Good morning Amelia."

"Where are we building a snowman?"

"Hmm, I want to build a Lance."

"Come on."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Amelia smiled and approached Lance. "What are you doing standing here? Aren't you going to help Little Dragon build a snowman?"

"I was just about to go when I saw you arrive, so I waited for you here."

"Why are you waiting for me? I came here to freeload a meal. Go and build a snowman with Xiaolong. There's no need to make a special effort to entertain me."

That's weird.

His smile seemed fake, as if he was thinking of something bad.

After staring at Amelia for a few moments, Lance was too lazy to guess what mischief this guy was up to; at most, he'd just play a trick on him.

Have you had breakfast?

"No."

"Let's go to the restaurant to eat." Lance then looked at the little dragon. "Little dragon, have you had breakfast?"

"No."

"Let's have breakfast first, then we'll build a snowman."

"Oh, don't steal the snow I piled up."

"I'm not that naive."

"."

"I'm not that naive," the young dragon repeated in his mind, mimicking the tone of the evil dragon.

When you're not playing, you're not childish.

They play more childishly than anyone else.

They have absolutely no self-awareness.

The young dragon led Amelia toward the restaurant, where breakfast consisted of warm milk and bread.

Inside the restaurant.

Amelia quickly finished a slice of bread, then carried a glass of milk to the restaurant's window. Through the glass, she saw Lance stealing snow from the little dragon with a shovel.

This childish behavior was something that had never been shown to them a thousand years ago.

When you're with them, they are calm and mature.

Old child, old child. Could this be what humans mean by "old child"? Hey, it's time to give my former teammates a little Lance shock.

After downing the glass of milk in one gulp, Amelia took out a projection communication device from her Space Ring and initiated a projection call with Venus.

Before long, Venus's figure appeared on the projection screen.

Unlike yesterday, Venus is wearing a pure black suit today.

Her silver-white, shoulder-length short hair, paired with her crimson eyes, made Venus look somewhat handsome.

When the young dragon saw Venus in the projection, he thought the woman in the pure black suit was a bit cool and a bit cold.

His eyes, however, had a somewhat gloomy look.

Seeing the gloomy and aloof older sister on the projection, the image of Claire appeared in the young dragon's mind.

They both have silver hair and red eyes, but their temperaments are completely different, and their face shapes are also different.

Claire is full of energy.

The cool-looking woman in the projection seemed gloomy and even a little down. "Good morning, Venus. What were you busy with just now?"

"Nothing much, just checking a message from a colleague. Where are you? When did you get a little dragon?"

"This isn't the little dragon I raised. It belongs to that person outside."

Amelia turned the projector so that it faced the transparent glass window.

Venus looked through the transparent glass and saw someone building a snowman outside. Had it snowed where Amelia was?

Judging from the thickness of the snow, it seems to have been falling for quite some time.

Are the people building snow special?

She has black hair.

The Potion Master's hair is also black, black, black, Lance!

Venus, who had been sitting, suddenly stood up.

It can't be wrong.

That face belonged to the Potion Master Lance.

It was the Potion Master who sacrificed himself in front of his teammates.

How is he still alive?

Has he been reincarnated?

Lance noticed someone was watching him and turned to look at the restaurant.

projection?

It looks somewhat familiar.

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before.

With silver hair, red eyes, and a gloomy gaze, Lance conjured up an image of a little girl who liked to crouch in a dark corner, clutching a magic staff.

Venus the Witch.

It's that little guy from back then.

What a big change!

A thousand years ago, she had long, silvery-white hair cascading down her back. When she squatted in a dark corner, her silvery-white hair could sweep away all the dust in that area.

Sometimes she wouldn't even notice when her long, silvery-white hair got covered in dust and dirt.

When he had nothing else to do, he would help Venus wash her silver hair, which was covered in dust and dirt.

You don't need to wash the whole floor; just the small section you mop.

Back then, she was barely 1.57 meters tall, but now she looks much taller.

Her long, silver-white hair that used to reach her waist was cut off, replaced by shoulder-length short hair, and her favorite black dress was replaced by a pure black suit.

He's gloomy, depressed, and handsome. He was sold out by Amelia.

The moment I saw Amelia yesterday, I knew that Amelia would eventually tell her former teammates that he was still alive.

I didn't expect to see another teammate this morning.

Lance stuck his shovel into the snowdrift, waved to Venus, and walked toward the restaurant.

Standing by the restaurant window, Amelia turned the projector towards herself. "Do you remember that face?"

"Lance's face! You found Lance after his reincarnation?!"

"Reincarnation? Venus... Is it possible that he is the fraudster Lance himself?!"

"You called me uncle last night, and you've become a liar this morning?" Lance walked up to the projector, a smile appearing in his golden-red eyes, "Long time no see, Venus."