Chapter 63: I'll Beat You Up!

"So, do you want your brother to save you, Medici?"

Medici seemed to hear the person in front of him say so.

Just like in that memory, many years ago, on the battlefield of the Demonic Wolf, Lynn Sotos defeated the lucky god who ambushed him and said to him, "Little Red, do you want your brother to protect you?"

"Heh..." Medici suddenly chuckled, looking at Lynn with eyes matching his hair color, his tone as mocking as ever, "If what you said is true, my dear brother, have you been three months full yet?"

While speaking, Medici stood up and grabbed Lynn's hand that reached out to him fiercely.

"Even if it's not three months yet, your brother is still your brother..." Lynn smiled back, gripping back equally hard, seemingly unsurprised by Medici's choice.

For a mature King of Angels like Medici, a sudden appearance of the past might shake him, but it clearly couldn't be a decisive factor. But what if this, plus irresistible benefits, were added on top?

"I can save you, as long as you admit that past. I can save you."

That was Lynn's bargaining chip, and with the doubt of being an Outer god, it was only logical to keep a close eye on him, just as the Ancient Sun God did.

And with such a good start, Lynn was confident he could get along with the adult version of Little Red just as well.

After all, growing up really did make him less cute than when he was a child... Lynn thought somewhat regretfully.

Only Medici knew what he was thinking at the moment.

The two of them exerted force against each other like this for almost half a minute before letting go simultaneously.

Rubbing his slightly sore wrist, Lynn suddenly spoke, "Little Red, have you realized something else?"

Medici raised an eyebrow at him.

Lynn smiled mischievously, "Since I exist in both the past and the present, it means that if I want to, I can beat up your younger self anytime."

Although his smile contained no hint of provocation or mockery, his words were infuriating.

Medici: ...

His fist hardened! If before Lynn said this, Medici was still pondering whether Lynn's personality displayed in his past was a façade, at this moment, Medici confirmed—this guy never hid his true nature, he was just a jerk through and through, beyond redemption.

Medici even dared to say that even Amon and His Brother put together might not be able to bear with Lynn Sotos.

"Sotos, have you fallen to the point of enjoying bullying children?" restraining the urge to hit him, Medici spoke sarcastically.

"Thanks, I'm just a child who hasn't reached three months old yet," Lynn said without batting an eye.

"Let's show Sasrir, the type of rubbish favored by him," Medici sneered, obviously recalling an unpleasant past.

"Little Red, do you really think Sasrir doesn't know that I'm a naughty child?" Lynn immediately showed an expression as if looking at something rare, looking at Medici, "He certainly knows, but with your mouth, isn't it normal for him to favor me?"

The expression seemed to say: Little Red, don't you have any sense at all?

"Heh..." Medici chuckled coldly, too lazy to argue. He then looked at Lynn and said, "You came to see me, not just to chat about these trivial matters, right?"

"It's not just that. I mainly want to understand your current situation and the impact of my changes on you in the past," Lynn said with a smile.

"Don't you know?" Medici raised an eyebrow, looking at Lynn.

"I have some guesses, but I'm not completely sure." Lynn didn't hide anything in this regard. "How did you gain memories of the past, and how did you recognize this memory? Can you tell me in detail? The more I know, the more I can rest assured when I save you in the future, right?"

Listening to Lynn's casually drawn pie, Medici chuckled, apparently scrutinizing him. Lynn smiled and accepted his scrutiny. The two exchanged glances, neither backing down.

In the end, Medici leaned back, casually resting his hands on the armrests of the chair, crossing his legs, and said, "Want to know? Beg me!"

"Brother," he called, his tone quite provocative.

"I'll beat you up!" Lynn looked at him with a smile, "Guess who's unlucky if there's a commotion, you or me?"

"Heh!" Medici sneered, unmoved.

Seeing this, Lynn acted like an elder brother who couldn't do anything about his younger brother, shaking his head affectionately. He then looked at Medici and said seriously, "I'm asking you."

Medici's mouth curved up slightly, then stiffened. He looked at Lynn and gritted his teeth, "If you're so capable, Why don't you stop beating up my younger self."

"Huh? What are you talking about? Big brother doesn't understand." Lynn, who had just finished beating up Medici's younger self with a Smurf account, was all refreshed and innocent.

Medici really wanted to punch someone, but he also knew very well that he couldn't beat his brother when he was a child, and he still couldn't beat the elder brother in front of him either.

"Well, well, it's just an experiment, and besides, don't we fight all the time?" Lynn said in a comforting tone, then continued, "If you're really that angry, wait until you become the Red Priest in the future, then come back and beat me up."

"Heh..." Medici chuckled coldly, obviously having this plan in mind.

Lynn raised an eyebrow at this and decided to beat up Little Red a few more times later.

After all, the other party did deserve a beating, and there was no guilt in fighting.

Medici continued, "About ten days ago, I began to gain memories related to you one after another. I doubted the truth of those memories, but in the end, I confirmed that the past was indeed changed by you. Everything you did in the past did indeed have an impact on me now, not just a simple fabrication of memories."

"What kind of impact?" Lynn couldn't help but ask. He shouldn't have done anything that could change Medici's fate yet.

Medici glanced at him, the corner of his mouth twitching, his expression provocative, "You want to know?"

(End Of Chapter)