Yes, the Gift of Scars Had Always Been in My Hands

Nangong's bewilderment was genuine.

Cheng Shi glanced at her casually, and even vaguely felt that the other person's head was smoking.

Did your CPU burn out, little girl?

He chuckled softly, walked around the motionless Nangong, and picked up the [Gift of Scars] from a distance.

The unknown is terrifying. Upon learning that the other party was a true [Prosperity] Hunter, Dizer had lost all courage to resist.

As an Emissary's soul, it shouldn't have submitted so easily, but Dizer's situation was too complicated. Because of its actions, it had almost lost all protection, and there was no one left to endorse it.

Especially when it realized that this fellow Emissary, [Fool's Game], even had the right to share in the Divine Authority of [Prosperity], it resigned itself to its fate, completely resigned itself to its fate.

Cheng Shi hadn't expected the process of subduing the Daggers to be so smooth. He quickly used his Tongue of Lies to wrap up the Gift of Scars and put it into his spatial storage. Then he turned around to deal with the mess in front of him.

Just as he was about to "wake up" the young Priest in front of him, Nangong seemed to come to her senses. She looked at Cheng Shi with a complicated expression, opened her mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word. In the end, she just pursed her lips and said with a complicated expression:

"Feel sorry..."

Cheng Shi blinked. "What is there to apologize for?"

Nangong didn't answer Cheng Shi's question. Instead, he stretched out his hand, looked at the fresh cut on his wrist, then at the vanished Daggers in his hand, and at the contract that was no longer connected to him in the Nothingness. He murmured in disbelief:

"Really... it's solved?"

"Yes, it's really solved." Cheng Shi smiled. He looked at the bewildered and confused little Priest in front of him, thought for a moment, and then took out a bottle of cola.

Upon seeing this, Nangong shuddered and instinctively took a step back.

Cheng Shi's prank came to an end. He chuckled twice and took out another bottle.

"Don't be afraid, this time it's for real."

"Tell me about it, Nangong. I bet you've been through a lot. Today the wind is howling and the snow is falling heavily; it's perfect for staying indoors, drinking cola, and listening to your stories."

As he spoke, Cheng Shi stuffed the Coke into Nangong's hand, then sat down cross-legged and relaxed as if catching up with an old friend, gulping down the entire Coke in his hand.

He wasn't lying; this time the cola was real.

But Nangong dared not believe it.

She looked at the cola in her hand with a strange expression, but didn't open it. Instead, she pursed her lips and knelt down, her gaze fixed on the battlefield where Cheng Shi and [The Gift of Scars] had just fought, her eyes becoming unfocused.

"You're probably wondering why this Daggers, coveted by countless Assassin, is in my hands, right?"

Ha, it's actually quite unbelievable, but I got it a long time ago, even earlier than many Assassin.

Early on, my first Special Trial...

It happened right here, in Kannaal City, Rosna!

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Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect the story to start so absurdly. So, this kind of Daggers was picked up by someone in the first week?

Ah?

The story of how I, a newbie Priest, found a legendary weapon at the start of the game, right?

However, this script seems a bit familiar.

Despite wanting to complain, Cheng Shi remained silent and listened quietly. He could tell that this "Decay" Priest was very eager to share.

"That was a Trials of Decay, which is normal, isn't it? Our first Special Trial was given by our Lord of Grace."

Our mission is to find a not-so-devout [Decay] Believer in this Kannaal City and to make him devout again.

That Trials was very chaotic. Since it was the first Special Trial, the six players didn't trust each other. There were people who wanted to lead the team, people who disdained to cooperate, and people who clamored to kill. I was very scared, so I slipped away when they weren't paying attention.

At that time, all I wanted was to find a place to hide until the Trials was over.

However, there was a very shrewd player among us. I don't know why he became so familiar with this god-like game after only a week of playing, and even started having all sorts of strange ideas about the current game scene.

He was Folly Believer, yet he was clever, and it was he who found the [Gift of Scars] in my hand... the one in yours...

Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you weren't the first person to discover it?"

Nangong pursed his lips and nodded:

"Yes, it wasn't me."

He found the Daggers, treasured it like a priceless gem, and even declared that he would use Daggers to revitalize the entire Rosna Faith.

Of course, I only learned all of this later in the recruitment square in Kannaal, because he, like the black-robed man I met today, stood in the center of the square, using a Daggers to rekindle the piety of the Rosna Empire.

"!!!" Cheng Shi's pupils contracted, and his brows furrowed. "You mean... you witnessed this scene of history? No... history has already been altered?"

Yes, history has been distorted.

In that Trials, there was also a Singer of "Memory," just like my teammate today. He was filled with admiration after witnessing the heroic deeds of his "Folly" teammate and rewrote what he saw into history.

"..."

Cheng Shi was speechless. So, the history they knew, the past they understood, and even the treasure map they used to find the Poison had long been altered!

Everything we are experiencing today is nothing more than a replay of the last alteration. The truth of history has long been covered by graffiti, and the current smearing is just a new graffiti with inverted colors painted on top of that graffiti.

As Cheng Shi watched in astonishment, Nangong continued his narration.

But this isn't over yet...

That "Folly" player was extremely insane. He believed that returning Rosna to "Decay" was not the end; the true perfection lay in saving Kannaal City from the World Destroyers before the Trials ended.

So he rallied all the devout people in the city, and together they turned defense into offense, fighting their way out of the city.

"..." Cheng Shi blinked, then suddenly laughed out loud, "I think I know where you got your Daggers now."

"..."

Nangong forced a smile, but didn't actually laugh.

"Just like you think, they're dead. Those teammates who were blinded by the passion of 'Folly' all died on the high wall."

But at that time I didn't know that I didn't dare to participate in that war and hid in the city. But when I thought about how my teammates led me to victory in the Trials, and I didn't help at all, I felt very guilty.

So..."

"So you climbed the high wall to fulfill your duties as a Priest, only to find that they were all dead, and then you instantly became a corpse-collecting team."

And that's when Dizer approached you, right?

"..." Nangong nodded with a complicated expression. "You are as smart as my teammate."

"..."