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Stop Calling Me "Mate"! I Only Defeated You Once, Not Married You! (Web Novel) - Volume 8, Chapter 67: Single Player Mode
Volume 8, Chapter 67: Single Player Mode
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“Leon, just now you said you thought of a way to figure out the origin of the golden helmet?”After leaving the treasure vault, Constantine asked.
But Leon didn’t answer directly. Instead, he asked in return:
“Yesterday in the reception hall of Blazing Sun City, I heard you chatting with Orion. You said that a long time ago, you seemed to have heard the surname ‘Pyx,’ right?”
A bit of gossip overheard by chance had unexpectedly become the key to Leon’s idea—who would have thought.
Constantine also realized this and asked seriously:
“I do have an impression of the surname ‘Pyx,’ but I can’t remember where I heard it.”
Dragons are long-lived, and during that long life naturally experience countless events.
But the mind can only retain so much. The longer one lives, the more one forgets.
Constantine was already over five hundred years old. Remembering even that he had once heard the name “Pyx” was already impressive. Asking him for details was much harder.
Leon crossed his arms, pinched his chin, and furrowed his brow slightly.
“Since your ‘gatekeeping old security guard’ Glend said the helmet was brought back by your elder brother, and you once heard the surname ‘Pyx’ around that same period, then I’m thinking—”
“Is it possible your elder brother once had dealings with Cloti Pyx, Orion’s teacher? And your brother happened to mention this Cloti to you back then, so that’s why the surname stuck in your mind?”
Hearing this, Constantine also came to realization.
He fell silent for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and his voice lowered:
“Ever since my brother left the Red Flame Dragon Clan, I’ve resisted anything related to him. I rarely recall the days we spent together.”
Leon raised a brow.
“Why?”
“Because back then, I was young. Straightforward. Inflexible. I couldn’t accept that he left me.”
As he spoke, Constantine exhaled heavily.
“He was the one who taught me so many principles. He shaped my understanding of what it means to be a stable and resolute ruler and person. But after he left, there was no one who would take a simple, ordinary matter and explain the meaning and philosophy behind it. My temperament changed quietly in the years after he left. And it became what I am now.”
Constantine lifted his head. The two of them had reached the rooftop terrace of the Red Flame Dragon Sanctuary.
He looked toward the horizon, as if searching for a figure that no longer existed.
After a moment, Constantine continued:
“Sometimes I reflect... If my brother had never left, would I have had a completely different life? A good life.”
Though dragons are traditionally cold and battle-oriented, deep within they also crave familial affection.
Especially among the Flame Dragons. Without the guidance of an elder brother from a young age, it was no surprise Constantine had grown into the fierce, defiant, battle-driven dragon people imagined Flame Dragons to be.
So, yes. His personality may have changed.
Like the river of time that records countless branches, even the smallest choice can create entirely different worlds.
People often say, “If things had been different back then, things wouldn’t be like this now.”
Those who say such things are usually those who carry regret.
Constantine was no exception.
No matter how you look at it, his brother Wu’s departure was a shadow he could never erase.
So he didn’t want to remember. And memory faded.
To the point where he couldn’t even recall where he heard the surname “Pyx.”
Constantine sighed again, adjusted his mood, and turned toward Leon.
“Alright. How does all that connect to the method you were talking about?”
Leon nodded.
“It does. Since the golden helmet has to do with your brother, we’ll find clues directly from your memory. Maybe something important will pop up.”
Constantine didn’t understand at first.
“What do you mean, search my memory? I already said I don’t remember. Even a blind cat still has to be a cat. We don’t even have a cat in this situation.”
“No worries. I have a cat.”
“...Huh?”
“Ah—no, I mean, I have the ‘God of Lost Time.’”
...
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“Aurora—since you and Uncle Constantine have fate between you, help us out—”
“Is that referring to the fact that the only one who visited me the day I was born was Uncle Constantine? We’re still laughing about that hell joke?”
After returning from the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, Leon, Rosvisser, Aurora, and Constantine were gathered together.
Rosvisser stepped beside Leon and asked softly:
“Is this reliable, husband? Constantine is much older than us, so his memories must be far more extensive. Finding the part about Cloti Pyx and Wu may not be easy.”
Leon wrapped his arm around Rosvisser’s shoulders, leaning his cheek lightly to hers.
“Don’t worry, wife. Constantine’s brother left during his youth, so we just look specifically at that period.”
There are eternal hell jokes between father and daughter—and eternal standard lines between husband and wife:
“Is this reliable, husband?”
“It’ll be fine, wife. Trust your husband.”
The queen had long since become an expert in doubting her husband, understanding her husband, and forgiving her husband.
Now, back to the matter—
Aurora took out the Memory Cascade apparatus and walked to Constantine, holding it out.
Constantine bent down slightly to accept it, examining the lenses and adhesive patches for a moment before asking:
“Just with something this simple, you can peer into all of my past memories?”
Aurora nodded.
“That’s right. And since Dad said this time we’re letting you explore your own memories—and because you value privacy—I adjusted the Memory Reversion spell.”
Rosvisser and Leon stepped forward. Rosvisser asked gently:
“What did you adjust?”
Aurora explained slowly:
“Originally, Memory Reversion required two participants. One acts as the primary subject, generating the interactive memory world, and the other enters to interact with everything inside.”
“But after adjustment, Uncle Constantine can go into his own past alone. No second participant required.”
“Oh~~ I get it.”
“It’s like multiplayer mode versus single-player mode!”
“Exactly. Since Uncle Constantine cares about privacy, and he never likes to talk about his past. Even when Hefei was injured, he only told Leon much later.”
After a simple operation explanation, Constantine put on the Reversion apparatus and lay flat on the grass.
“When you're ready, tell me, Uncle Constantine.”
“Mm. I’m ready.”
“Alright then—Reversion: begin!”
