"...What did you say? You said your friend's name is Gein?!"

Huron grabbed the young man's shoulders.

The strong force of his hand pressed his fingers deeply into the young man's shoulder.

"Ah!!" The young man was shocked.

Huron realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly released his hands. "I'm sorry."

Then Huron uncrossed his legs and sat upright, looking at the young man.

Then he asked the young man seriously.

"The Gein you are talking about is a black dragon. He likes to spit fire, and he also likes to rub his chin when he has nothing to do."

The young man who slowly recovered began to reminisce after hearing Huron's words.

"He seems to have said that the dragon form is the form in which he imitates the strongest creature he saw when he was born, so it seems right that he is a black dragon, breathing fire, as if..." Before the boy could finish speaking, Huron grabbed

He stopped his hand and interrupted him.

"No need to say any more, I have confirmed it. The master told me that his first friend only lived 80 years old before he died of old age. He was also skinny and skinny when we first met him when he was a child. He was a poor child. He was a poor child at that time.

It was sent here as a sacrifice by the boy's tribe."

"What kind of sacrifice, I don't know..." The young man was about to retort. His parents and friends in the tribe were good people, and he was not a sacrifice...

But Huron interrupted him.

Huron grabbed the young man's hand and pulled open the young man's sleeve.

"Sure enough." There was a circular scar on the boy's arm with a cross drawn in the middle.

Huron rubbed the young man's hand joints with his thumb. They were thin and thin, with no trace of flesh visible. He touched his hands very tightly. He had just covered them with his wide sleeves and could not see them. Only now could he discover them.

"You are Master's first friend, right?"

"My master, the first person that Ge Yin will never forget in his life."

Huron's eyes were blazing, like a pair of fire pliers, tightly clamping the young man's body, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"No, no, no, you must be mistaken. You said that your master's friend died of old age when he lived to be 80 years old. What about me, how do I look like I am 80 years old?" The young man opened his hands.

"You say that I am a sacrifice of the tribe, which is even more unreasonable! My parents gave birth to me and raised me, and my friends in the tribe treat me sincerely. Why would they use me as a sacrifice? Gein and I..."

"When did Gein and I... Gein... meet?" The young man held his head, as if his memory and reality were confused.

The young man fell into a thought whirlpool.

In his memory, he and Gein have been friends for many years, but he appears to be about 14 years old now, and he has no memory after the age of 14. So how and why did he know Gein?

The more he thought about it, the more confused the boy's mind became. He couldn't figure out why Ge Yin was his friend. If Ge Yin was removed from his current memory, then everything would be understandable. But now it happened that Ge Yin was him.

The memory of his best friend, the process of knowing and living with Gein disappeared.

The young man's mind went crazy with his thoughts, and he began to squat on the ground, "Gein is my friend, but why do I know Gein?" He kept repeating these two sentences, as if he was stunned.

Huron looked at the young man who was covering his head and groaning, almost rolling on the ground. Thinking about it based on his rich experience of being sealed in snowy mountains, he could easily understand the predicament the young man was facing now.

"It turns out that you have lost your memory."

Huron squatted down and patted the young man's back gently, "Don't be too anxious. There are many strange things on this continent. This is what Master often said. It's just amnesia. As long as Master rescues us later, everything will be over."

It can all be solved.”

The young man did not listen to Huron's words at all. He still just squatted there and held his head, as if he had been completely trapped in his own world.

Seeing that he had just performed a one-man show like a clown, Huron felt ignored and felt unhappy.

"Hey, Master is right. It's really uncomfortable to feel like you are the only one talking to yourself when no one listens to you."

Although Huron is very unhappy now, as a nobleman, he would not hit someone just because he was in a bad mood. And he is not a mental expert. He is just a 14-year-old child. Now he only

I could lie down on my side and watch the boy sink there alone.

Huron was lying on his side, looking at the boy. He felt a little sleepy and his eyes were a little heavy.

"You think about it yourself first, I'll take a nap first."

"I figured it out." The young man suddenly said.

Huron was awakened from his newly fallen sleep by this sound.

"Wha, what, what do you want to understand..."

The young man who stood up looked amused at Huron's sleepy look.

"You're right. Gein said that when you encounter a problem that you can't solve, just ask him to solve it. If your master is really my friend, I just need to ask him to solve it." The young man.

Finally he smiled.

Although all his experiences with Gein are gone in his memory, and all traces of his life with Gein have disappeared, but as long as he remembers that Gein is his good friend, he can go to Gein for help in all difficulties.

That's all.

At worst, you can just start over.

Huron looked relieved when he saw that the boy suddenly seemed to have enlightened himself.

"As long as you understand it, Master has lived for so long and will definitely be able to solve your problem. Now we just need to sit down and wait for Master to fish us out."

Huron once again held the boy's hand with both hands.

"Introduce yourself, I'll go first. My name is Huron, Huron Imon Lokar, Gein's first apprentice."

"My name is Baas, Baas Loroka from the Kaka Valley tribe. I am Gein's first... friend."
Chapter completed!