League of Legends in Multiverse

Lianye smiled noncommittally. No matter what, he existed here. As for parallel worlds, whether they existed or not did not matter; they would not affect what he thought now.

"By the way, you said I was carrying a battle flag and wielding a halberd back then?"

"That's right. A red-and-black battle flag, a dark-gold halberd, and armor that looked as though it had been forged in the Hellfire of hell itself. It was incredibly cool..."

Since it might help restore Lianye's memories, Galahad naturally held nothing back. As he spoke, a nostalgic look appeared on his face, making him look exactly like an obsessed fan. (bccg)

Lianye covered his face. Knights and all that... It feels so cringe. But back then, "he" had probably been surrounded by a group of Knights of the Round Table, so how could the affairs of a knightly order be called cringe?!

"Was I also riding a tall, fiery-red horse?"

"That's right. You told me that horse was called 'Red Hare.' It could travel eight hundred li a day and cross water as if it were flat ground. It was truly amazing..."

Galahad, you really did not need to voice your fervent admiration like some little fan. Couldn't you see that the idol you worshipped was already holding his forehead in embarrassment, wearing an utterly defeated expression?

"Alright, alright, stop there."

Lianye gestured for Galahad not to continue. "What you've said is enough for me to understand some things. It does seem like I have memories like that. Though I would like to hear more, but—"

As he spoke, he gave Galahad, whose figure was becoming more and more translucent, a meaningful glance. "You don't have much time left..."

"Mm."

Galahad nodded obediently, but he showed none of the negative emotions of panic or fear.