"I don't have any recollection of what happened. Although I said it was a blur, it was more like a blank. Everything was black until I woke up."
I shrug my shoulders as I say that. Expecting Layland to look at me skeptically, I am quite floored to meet his accepting look. He looks like he can relate to it. I know the same thing happened to him not long ago, but it is still surprising. I have hidden things from him for quite some time—it's not wrong to expect him to not trust me.
"I believe Ilschevar and Valeria didn't keep quiet about it and told you what happened—am I wrong?" the brilliant bastard says.
"No, you are not wrong. I don't have any recollection of what happened that day, but I know what happened," I admit. "I went berserk. The then Sixth Demon King at that time destroyed my Mana Pool, causing my Demonic Essence to overwhelm my body."
