Chapter 270: Feeling guilty



A realized personality involved many things, not all of which Matt understood.

It involved understanding and accepting himself, being firm and determined in his decisions, and not being influenced by other people's decisions on too deep a level. That meant that he should not stop being himself even if he did what someone else ordered.

That involved too many things that, on a mental level, affected him too much.

When Matt took the first step, even though he felt his body more liberated and felt he saw a path, he also felt more mental pressure.

It was as if his mind told him that his loyalty had gone down the drain.

And he had no way to deny that fact.

There has never been an excuse for what he did, and he knows it. He has never been a man who makes excuses regarding serious and important matters.

But is it true that he had been unfaithful?

The issue in his mind and the amount of evidence put to him regarding that made Matt fail in less than 5 minutes.

That brought a dark countenance to his face.

"..."

He didn't say or think anything; he simply re-entered that strange mental world.

And once again, he stood on the starting line and began to walk.

Infidelity was a subject that, for him, was too unbearable.

For him, such a thing was not allowed. It was totally out of his principles to be unfaithful. The thing is, he had no idea if what he did could be considered infidelity.

He died, and he was sure that Charlotte did too, for he himself exploited their bodies. In such a case, the marital union that bound them together was broken the moment they both died.

But he reincarnated and kept his consciousness and memories. He remembered Charlotte vividly and considered her his wife, but was she like that, too?

"The most talented student? What's weird? His power?"

"No, ma'am. Yesterday, he was able to last 10 minutes in the test, but today, he didn't even reach 5 minutes. And the last attempt barely lasted 2 minutes. I don't know what's wrong with him, and I'm afraid it might be..." Robert paused after saying this, causing Mia to frown and look at him.

"Low Deal, using mental attacks? Do you think that could be it?" she asked, and Robert nodded.

"They control undead and have a great capacity for undetectable mental attacks."

Mia frowned even more. But she remembered something. "Isn't it normal for them to fail like this on the second day? Especially on the fourth test?" She asked.

And Robert denied that question. "Although a decrease is possible, it is normal, even in extreme cases, to have a decrease of 40 or 50%. That was why the first time, I was not surprised, but each time, he was lower and lower, and his mental state and countenance were darker and darker. Even Miss Aelia noticed it. I think the subject is serious."

Mia then nodded. "I'll go see him. Those bastards aren't going to take talented disciples away from us again. If need be, I'm going to demolish the city to find whatever bastard is controlling everything behind the scenes." She said, standing up and grabbing a cloak at her side.

Although Robert was surprised, he understood why she had decided to visit him. So he nodded to her. "Ma'am, I hope it's not what I thought. Please go carefully. I will call my family and have my sword sent to me. If I have to go fight to avoid further losses, then I will use all my power." He replied, and Mia patted his shoulder.

"Good man." She said, smiling a little, and left the room.

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As they walked to the room, Alice kept close to Matt, but she didn't know how she should approach him. She didn't even understand what was wrong with him, so what should she do?

'...Maybe it's my fault...'

'No, it's not a maybe. Yesterday, he was fine; the only thing that happened that could disturb his mind would be me...' She thought regretfully. Suddenly, she felt her heart weigh tons, and a lump in her throat formed.

Immediately, she made up her mind, so she looked straight ahead.

'Huh? Matt?' She thought in shock and looked around.

'He's not there? I can't even feel him...' She thought in shock, feeling somewhat afraid of this.

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