Drust and the Sarranid Sultanate's Past I [Please Subscribe]
Standing where he was with a deeply contemplative expression, Salome Forestspeech instinctively reached out and caught the apple Zong Shen had tossed him, but the motion did nothing to aid his thoughts.
His slightly conflicted look reminded Zong Shen, who was sitting on the ridge between fields and gnawing on an apple, of high school seniors on Earth and graduate exam candidates burning the midnight oil.
In truth, the legend Salome had recalled was no longer important. All Zong Shen needed to do was ask the Strategy Module, and he would be able to see through everything.
However, since Salome Forestspeech was rarely willing to bring up the past, and Zong Shen had nothing urgent on hand, he decided to rest awhile in this experimental field.
After waiting three or four minutes, the large apple in Zong Shen's hand had been gnawed into an hourglass shape.
Salome, standing a short distance in front of him, was still racking his brains, constantly rubbing the apple in his hand.
As a future supreme lord, every second of his time was precious. Zong Shen felt it was time to put an end to this time-wasting affair.
He slowly rose to his feet and took the initiative to persuade him.
"It's fine if you can't remember."
"Tell me about what happened before you were summoned and sealed into the recruitment scroll by that mysterious great power."
Zong Shen decided to change the subject. Otherwise, given Salome Forestspeech's one-track mind, he would probably keep pondering until nightfall.
Moreover, he understood that Salome's fruitless efforts were probably not due to a problem with his memories, but rather restrictions imposed by the Lord System. As a Nature Druid and a high-level agronomist, Salome's memory was certainly not poor.