Giving Azzik a Little Shock from the Cheater

What, there's such a thing?

Klein's eyes widened slightly, feeling that he was experiencing the shock of high-level extraordinary powers for the first time.

Of course, it was only because Klein's understanding of high-level extraordinary powers was still superficial. Otherwise, he would probably be even more shocked.

Azzik was also taken aback. It was as if he recalled something. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples before asking doubtfully, "Are you referring to a historical projection? But, but my memory tells me that historical projections do not possess self-awareness..."

"It's not a historical projection, it's a Shadow of Time," Luo Lin corrected him. Then he scratched his head and said, "But I don't know the specifics either. Anyway, it's something my teacher gave me for self-defense, and this is how it works."

Although Azzik was confused, his recovered memories were not extensive, so he assumed it might just be some ability he was unaware of. After hearing this, he hesitated and looked at Luo Lin, saying, "Since it's an item your teacher gave you for self-defense, isn't it inappropriate to use it on me?"

While he desperately wanted to recover his memories, he didn't want to harm others in the process.

"It's fine, I'll write a letter and ask for another one later. My teacher and I have a very good relationship. At most, he'll just scold me," Luo Lin said with a hearty laugh, appearing the picture of filial piety.

Your teacher must have a great temper not to have beaten you to death... Klein thought to himself, not really doubting Luo Lin's words. At the same time, he felt he could understand why Luo Lin was so naive, likely spoiled by others.

But I don't really have the right to say that either... Thinking about how he had arranged for the Nighthawks informant identity for Luo Lin's protection, Klein fell silent.

He admitted that perhaps out of consideration for a fellow countryman, or perhaps due to their friendship, he would subconsciously look out for the naive Luo Lin. He imagined Mr. Azzik felt the same.

Perhaps that Lucifer Soroyastor felt the same way!

Hearing Luo Lin's words, Azzik naturally stopped refusing.

However, the Hoy River was a frequently traveled area. If Azzik were to recover some memories, no one knew what kind of major commotion might occur. To prevent being seen by others, the three of them left Hoy University and took an off-track carriage to an abandoned factory.

"Mr. Azzik, please give me your hand. I need to use you as a medium for the Time Stone," Luo Lin said, his expression unusually serious. "However, there are two points I need to clarify beforehand. Firstly, the Time Stone cannot specify the summoned target, so I don't know who will be summoned. I can only be sure that the person will be someone very close to you. I've always summoned my teacher directly, so please be prepared."

"Secondly, there is a time limit for the summoning, a maximum of 10 minutes. So, if you have anything you want to ask, it's best to ask quickly."

These were naturally lies. Luo Lin said them merely to facilitate his subsequent actions.

"Okay, I understand," Azzik said, extending his right hand, also appearing unusually nervous.

Klein watched the two of them with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. Luo Lin grabbed Azzik with one hand, while with the other, he produced a crystal-clear gem from somewhere. The gem was inscribed with runes that Klein had never seen before.

The next second, the gem emitted a bright light and shattered like an illusion.

Immediately after, a figure appeared beside Azzik. It was a girl with smooth black hair, her features bearing a three to four-tenths resemblance to Azzik, making it clear they were related by blood.

As the figure fully solidified, the girl opened her eyes. She looked around with some confusion, seemingly still unsure of her situation. Only when she saw Azzik beside her did she break into a smile and exclaim, "Dad!"

Is this Mr. Azzik's daughter?

Klein subconsciously guessed. Then he saw Azzik freeze, as if lost in some memory. He stared blankly at the girl before him, seeming to utter a name before sinking to his knees in apparent pain.

"Dad, what's wrong?" The girl, clearly not expecting this, stepped forward with concern, looking at Azzik solicitously. She then looked up at the two of them and asked, "Gentlemen, are you Dad's friends? Dad seems to be sick. Can you take Dad to the doctor..."

"...I'm fine, I'm fine!" Azzik said, shaking his head at this moment. He tightly grasped the girl's hand, as if with immense force, yet also as if afraid to apply any pressure, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Mr. Azzik..." Klein was naturally worried about Azzik's condition. His spiritual intuition told him that Azzik was in a dangerous state, yet also strangely safe.

"Dad, are you really okay? Why are you shaking? Are you cold?" The girl clearly wasn't reassured by Azzik's words, her expression still filled with worry.

"I... I'm just too excited," Azzik said, looking up with a pained and sorrowful expression. He remembered many things, about the past, about the girl before him, about her death.

He had lost her long, long ago.

Azzik remembered this fact.

It caused him pain, but more than the pain, Azzik was unwilling to forget her existence, unwilling to forget their beautiful past.

Azzik called out her name. As the girl looked at him in confusion, Azzik embraced her. He remembered from a long, long time ago, when she was only up to his calves, he had picked her up and placed her on his shoulders, like any doting father, trying to make his daughter happy.

"Dad... I miss you so much. I'm sorry I forgot you. I'm so sorry..." At this moment, Azzik himself didn't know what he was saying, merely acting on the instinct of a father who had lost and regained his child.

The girl quieted down. She listened to Azzik's words silently. After a few minutes, she broke free from his embrace. As if understanding something, she looked at Azzik and said, "Dad, I'm already dead, aren't I?"

Azzik's body trembled. He turned his head away, not answering the question.

Luo Lin, who had been silent, spoke up at this moment. "The you of this era is indeed dead. This is the future, and you come from the past."

"So that's how it is, how magical!" The girl exclaimed with wonder. She then seriously cupped Azzik's face and leaned in, pressing her forehead against his. She said gently, "Don't be sad anymore, Dad. I don't want to see you so sad."

"Even though I'm gone, I still hope Dad can have a new life. Of course, it would be best if you didn't forget me," the girl said, smiling at this point. She nuzzled Azzik's face again and said, "So don't cry, Dad. You're a reliable and mature adult, you can't cry."

Azzik then realized that he had been shedding tears without knowing when.

The girl looked up at Klein and Luo Lin. She smiled and said, "Uncle Klein, Uncle Luo Lin, you are Dad's friends, right?"