Memory Residue

I had just finished the transfer when she vanished from the spot, and at the same time, alarms sounded from various joints of the Project Armor.

When she reappeared, I, like [Ray], had my limbs removed!

Who are you people? Why are you attacking Demacia?!

"For glorious evolution!"

"It seems you're not planning to talk!"

The female swordsman thrust her sword forward, but she was stopped before she could reach us. [Judgment] has arrived!

"Hey [Future], [Lei], what a mess you two look like!"

"Don't be careless, or you'll end up like us!"

"Don't worry, my [Explosive Gauntlets] will definitely smash her into a pulp!"

"If I could be smashed into a pulp, would I have ended up like this? Master wants to capture her alive."

"How inflexible! How can you capture them alive if you can't guarantee victory?"

"Fine, do as you please. Don't say I didn't warn you when the captain blames you."

The female swordsman's expression remained indifferent, but it was clear that she was about to give up. As long as [Judgment] didn't kill her, she should be able to complete the mission.

[Judgment] is an offensive type of warrior. He doesn't dodge the female swordsman's attacks at all and directly swings his gauntlets to blast them back.

The female swordsman staggered back several steps from the violent collision, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth; she appeared to have been severely shaken.

Now that Jarvan III is dead, she could have easily escaped. Why did she insist on staying and fighting to the death?

Is this what Demacia call honor? I think it's utterly foolish.

Soon after, the female swordsman was struck again by [Judgment]'s Power Punch, and was thrown backward, crashing into the wall and losing consciousness.

"Oops, I accidentally hit him a little too hard. I wonder if he's still alive."

"Take care of our bodies first before you worry about her."

"Good."

As a fourth-generation Project Armor, [Judgment] has very comprehensive functions, including repair capabilities that neither I nor [Ray] possess.

She quickly removed her boxing gloves and reattached our limbs, then untied a rope from her body and bound the female swordsman. Just then, a group of people arrived outside.

"Release Lady Fiora, you monsters!"

"Your adult has been captured alive by me and will soon become our companion. You will meet him then!"

"Damn it, let's attack together and get Lady Fiora back!"

At the leader's command, they all launched an attack on us.

These people are all mages with all sorts of strange skills, but few of them can pose a threat to us.

[Judgment] Hand the female swordsman over to me and let me use Spatial Jump to return to Piltover first. She and [Ray] will handle things here.

I naturally trusted their capabilities, so I immediately moved away.

Halfway there, the female swordsman woke up and struggled incessantly, so I had to stop.

"Give up. This is the border of Demacia. No one will come to your rescue."

"Let me go, you insolent beast!"

"You seem like a very civilized person, so why do you keep swearing? Your name is Fiora, right?"

I don't know why, but when I said her name, I suddenly had a strange feeling and was momentarily distracted.

Her scolding brought me back to my senses. "You're not allowed to call me that!"

"Don't be angry. You won't be able to use this name for long anyway. Your master will give you a new name later."

"What did you say?!"

"It's nothing. Just come back with me obediently and you'll see. If you struggle again, don't blame me for knocking you out!"

In fact, my threats had no effect; Fiora continued to writhe violently. I had no choice but to knock her unconscious again.

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After I did it, that strange feeling surged up again, like a heartache!

Why is this happening? Do I know her from before?

Whenever his thoughts fluctuated unusually, Wind Team would always appear in time. "[Future], what strange thing are you thinking about now?"

"It's nothing, I just feel like this female swordsman looks familiar."

"Come back quickly, don't overthink it."

"Yes!"

I carried Fiora on my back and continued on my way, soon returning to the base.

Wind Team and two experts were here. After they put Fiora into the device, Wind Team told me to leave.

"Come with me for a moment [in the future]."

"Um."

Wind Team led me to a secret room, the place where he met his master, and it was my first time here.

"Is there something you need, Captain?"

"[Future], your thoughts have been fluctuating a lot lately. You're the only one in our Project Squad who experiences this. I think we should upgrade you."

"Upgrade? Aren't I already wearing a very advanced third-generation armor?"

"This has nothing to do with which generation it is. Even my first-generation armor never had this problem."

"Okay, I'm feeling really bad too, please."

"Okay, you can recover your energy here first, I'll go prepare."

"What do I need to prepare? Can't I just have those two experts help me upgrade?"

"No, I want to do it myself."

After Wind Team finished speaking, he left, leaving me in the room full of doubt. The first generation helping the third generation upgrade? Was he joking?

If he can really upgrade his armor, why doesn't he upgrade his own?

Was he using me as a test subject too?

Thinking about this made me a little scared, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized there was no need to be. After all, we both serve our master, and if something happens to me, he will naturally find someone to repair me.

After waiting inside for quite a while, Wind Team finally returned, carrying a Hextech Toolbox —a very common tool in the base.

"I'm going to shut you down now, are you ready?"

"Close? Upgrade here?"

"Yes, but don't worry, I'm confident."

"Okay, as long as you're confident."

I can't doubt the captain, otherwise he'll find out, but I think he already has.

Following his instructions, I shut down my power system and entered a dormant state...

In this state, I am unable to move or think; I only retain some residual consciousness.

In previous maintenance work, I mostly thought about combat, but this time a figure came to mind: Fiora.

Unlike her previous stern demeanor, Fiora smiled and looked at me with loving eyes, like an elder treating a younger person.

Although I don't quite understand this expression, there are related records in the database, so I can still get a sense of it.

Now I'm increasingly certain that I knew Fiora before, and we were quite close, possibly even family!

I don't know how much time passed, but I gradually regained consciousness. I used to feel full of energy when I woke up, but now I felt very tired.

I opened my eyes and found Wind Team sitting to my side. "How are you feeling? [Future]?"

"I'm not feeling well. Why do I feel so tired, and my brain feels even worse than before?"

"What else?"

"Besides?"

I don't know what Wind Team means. I'm still thinking about Fiora. Should I tell him?