"You're back? So I presume that you've indeed planned all of this all along?" The Goddess of Compassion and Light asked with a smirk.
"Yes, sigh... Now that I think about it, that was so close! If it wasn't for my quick thinking, then I might've been captured by the Cavaliers and possibly summarily executed by the church!"
Calvin still felt nervous remembering that particular day. Back then, just as he killed that particular member of the Red Cloud, he felt the approaching presence of the Cavaliers.
Left with no time to waste, Calvin had no choice but to use one of the trump cards that he had made in the carriage on his journey from the Forest of Everlasting Light to Ashmelion.
He didn't even manage to choose which memories he could seal and as a result, although he had lost most of his memories as to who he was apart from his name and a fake identity created by the fake memories that he left before sealing his true memories...
