Chapter 2594: Chapter 2594: Memories
Silvio’s most trusted person was Jasper.
Jasper borrowed the dragon robe from Ilia Yarrow, wearing it here every day, something beyond anyone’s imagination.
No one could understand why someone like Jasper, who seemed to have no ambition, actually had the greatest ambition.
"I told you before to leave here. Now that you’ve come back, what are you planning to do?" Julius Reed sensed something was off with Jasper.
Couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but it just felt wrong.
"I’ve only come to take what’s mine," Jasper sneered, "Master Lord, I already knelt before you at the Drunken Man Pavilion. Killing someone ends at the head, what do you mean by this now? Are you trying to push me to death?"
"Jasper, watch your words when you speak," Luna said coldly, "Julius Reed has a good temper; I am not good-tempered. Silvio is already dead; you’d best understand your situation. You’re still a veteran of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, don’t compromise your dignity in the end."
As she spoke, she walked behind Jasper, intentionally or unintentionally drawing her sword.
Slightly unsheathed, the attitude was clear.
If Jasper dared to speak in such a manner again, she wouldn’t care about their previous relationship.
"Alright, tell me, what do you want me to do?" Jasper pointed at the dragon robe on the wall. "I only..."
His expression changed slightly.
Earlier unprepared, in a moment of panic and confusion, he neglected Julius Reed’s powers.
Exposed!
What he needed most now was a way to cover it up.
Jasper quickly adjusted himself, starting to use the methods Silvio taught them to disrupt Julius Reed.
To prevent his thoughts from being overheard in the next moment.
"I admit, I have ambition, I want to be a king," Jasper laughed lightly, speaking bluntly, "Who doesn’t? Luna, you, Dragon Kun, who among you doesn’t want to? It’s a position every person desires to sit on."
"I’ve been by Silvio’s side for a long time; naturally, I’d have this thought as well."
He smiled bitterly, "Can’t you just give me the dragon robe? It’s just a dream, will even that right be stripped?"
"I feel there’s something really wrong with you," Julius Reed shook his head, "Jasper, you must have secrets we don’t know."
"Where would... Silvio is dead, what secrets would I have?" Jasper sighed helplessly, "I gave you that sword to kill Silvio; do you think I could still use you? Do I have that ability? That capital? I don’t."
"Enough, whatever you want to do, go ahead..."
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Julius Reed’s hand pressed onto Jasper’s forehead!
Jasper roared in pain, unable to move.
"Sorry."
Julius Reed concentrated, attempting to penetrate Jasper’s mind.
Boom!
He felt a golden light coming at him, directly shaking off his thoughts!
"Take him down!"
Julius Reed sat back on the bed, beginning to calm the power within him.
Mental injury!
He hadn’t expected that inside Jasper’s mind, someone had planted a formation made of mental telekinesis!
Causing Julius Reed’s telekinesis to be repelled as soon as he invaded.
This ability only the Blood Soul Emperor possesses.
In the post-martial arts era, it’s almost impossible for anyone to have!
Unless...
Silvio did something.
"How are you?" Luna walked over worriedly, concerned that Julius Reed’s still-recovering body might be hurt again.
"It’s fine." Julius Reed shook his head; he was simply contemplating who might have done it.
"I’ll kill you!" Luna drew her sword, advancing towards the dazed Jasper, ready to kill.
"Don’t." Julius Reed called out, standing up again.
"This kind of person won’t reveal anything useful; just kill him and be done with it."
Murderous intent showed in Luna’s eyes.
"I have a way." Julius Reed struck again.
His telekinesis entered Jasper’s mind through his fingers once more.
Boom!
In the sea of consciousness, Julius Reed pointed forward!
Directly shattering the golden barrier!
This thing was merely a defense; Julius Reed had prepared himself well this time, using his powerful telekinesis to crush and shatter the barrier without any suspense!
Without the barrier was Jasper’s sea of consciousness.
But strangely, there were two seas of consciousness inside.
When Julius Reed entered, one Jasper self-destructed directly!
Vanished without a trace.
Leaving only the other Jasper standing, seemingly not realizing.
Julius Reed spread his telekinesis, beginning to merge with Jasper’s.
But the obtained memories were scarce.
Almost nothing useful.
Jasper hadn’t lied; he merely coveted power, arranged for someone to take the dragon robe, wore it here every day, fantasizing about becoming an emperor.
And Silvio’s death had made him disillusioned.
Today’s visit was merely to take the dragon robe.
Everything reasonable.
No flaws.
Yet, it’s too logical!
And earlier, when entering, that self-destructing thing, what was it?
A memory!
Having seen and experienced much, Julius Reed roughly understood the situation.
Someone knew about his ability and manipulated things to deceive his mind-reading ability, forging a memory.
Moreover, tampering inside the sea of consciousness.
Once Julius Reed invaded Jasper’s sea of consciousness, that defense would activate, and the result would be the true memory disappearing.
Jasper truly knew nothing.
Or his memories were stored somewhere else.
Regardless, Julius Reed couldn’t miss this opportunity.
He rapidly used his powerful telekinesis to fabricate memories for Jasper.
This is a super ability of telekinesis users.
Resentment!
Silvio was harsh to him, wanting to kill him, making Jasper always want to take his place.
Such memories were forcefully planted into Jasper’s mind by Julius Reed.
Since some memories vanished, it was time to fill them in.
After completing all this, Julius Reed returned to his body, drenched in sweat.
"Let him go." Julius Reed waved his hand, leaving the cave boldly.
"Go?" Luna was surprised; releasing him without asking anything?
"Let him go. I’ll explain when we get back." Julius Reed nodded, leaving the cave.
"Fine, Jasper, remember, if you dare harm Julius Reed, I’ll kill you myself!"
After Luna spoke, she told Dragon Kun, "Let’s go!"
After the group departed, Jasper cautiously picked up the dragon robe.
But his eyes were already full of resentment!
"Silvio, why did you treat me like this! I’ve been loyal to you all my life! Now you’re dead, and still dragging me to the grave with you? Silvio!"
Complaining as he packed the dragon robe away.
He seemingly forgot that Silvio wasn’t dead.
Seemingly forgot what he came for.
Now, he had only one thought, hatred for Silvio!
Even thoughts of grave digging arose.
Packing up his things, Jasper got into the car, leaving the cave.
After driving tens of kilometers, familiar faces blocked his path.
"White silk a thousand feet," Jasper’s subordinate asked.
"What?" Jasper frowned slightly.
"Do it." Looking at each other, they suddenly restrained Jasper, another inserting a needle at the base of his skull.
