Feifei looked at Yu Lian, who wore an expression of complete certainty, and couldn't help marveling at him.
"Oh, my dear Yu Lian, my darling Yu Lian, you're a blood-soaked Earth war god, an ambitious young warlord, and a schemer who stirs up public opinion and wins people over. How do you manage to be so naturally oblivious?"
"I really have killed a lot of people, but those last two character descriptions are clearly slander, aren't they?"
"But people get to decide what those descriptions say! Whether you admit it or not."
That was still a very good point. Yu Lian had just started to turn his head when he couldn't help slamming his hand on the table and rising to his feet. "Don't change the subject. We're discussing Feifei's identity."
The girl sighed too, then straightened up, baring her body without a trace of modesty before Yu Lian's eyes. She seemed to have spent a great deal of time and effort working up the courage, but when the words finally came, she sounded remarkably calm.
"I'm the Black Moon. The current one."
"I see. Aha, just as I thought!" Yu Lian suddenly understood.
In that moment, the small confusion and unease between past and present merged with his memories.
The Black Moon Count who had been so gloomy he might as well have turned into a black hole, the Black Moon Count who had shown no fighting spirit during the Second Conquest War, and the Black Moon Count who had vanished from the universe—all of it finally made perfect sense.
Yu Lian suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. He hugged Feifei tighter and kissed her again. "I'm sorry."
Sorry for leaving you alone (in the previous timeline).
...Come to think of it, was the Yu Lian from that previous