Alien world

Chapter 1476 Chapter 110. Recognition
Will amnesia also cause loss of awareness of one's own gender?
It took time for Bean to accept that he had a brother and to accept that his brother was his sister.

"Your name is also Bean?" "Brother-in-law" Sir Turkinson asked him.

Binn from the City of Art also looked over with concern.

Bean said bitterly: "My father thought you were dead and was heartbroken. He gave me the same name after I was born."

"Father..." Art City Binn murmured, covering his forehead with his hands, revealing a trace of pain, "I can't remember anything."

"Magic can't restore your memory?" Bean asked.

"I tried it. The wizard said that Binn had lost part of his memory."

Can memories still be lost?
Sir Turkinson's eyes were hidden in his thick eyebrows. "There are traces of artificial removal. He may have accidentally seen something."

Binn also frowned. They were just ordinary people, what secrets could they know?
But from this point of view, perhaps my brother’s “untimely death” was not an accident…

Forget it, Breeze City has been destroyed, there is no point in pursuing these things. As long as my brother is alive and back, that's good enough.

"Where is father now?" asked Bean from the City of Art.

"My father and mother died ten years ago."

To his brother's astonishment, he continued, "Father regretted not taking good care of you until he died..."

Art City Bin's face was already full of tears, but his eyes were full of confusion: "I can't remember anything..."

"Forget it if you can't remember. You have already found your brother..." Sir Turkinson, who was standing beside him, hugged him.

Bean next to them was very embarrassed. The two brothers looked too similar, making him feel like he was being hugged.

Fortunately, my brother and sister...the warmth between them and Sir Turkinson did not last long.

"We haven't met Lord Annan yet."

Binn quickly said, "Please follow me. Lord Annan is waiting for you in the lounge."

Arriving at the lounge on the second floor, Annan stood up from the sofa and looked over.

"Bin."

"What is it, Lord Annan?"

"Hello, Lord Annan."

The two Beans spoke at the same time.

"Uh……"

I almost forgot, they have the same name.

"Just call me Little Bean and call my brother Big Bean," said Little Bean.

Bean from the City of Art had no objection, so Annan accepted it naturally: "It seems that you have recognized each other. Well, you do look alike..."

Annan looked at Big Bean. His posture was a bit feminine and he was holding the hand of a man next to him.

"Turkinson Mac." Annan called out the man's name.

"Lord Annan Reeves." Sir Turkinson bowed his head.

"I thought we would continue to compete from a distance like this."

Annan smiled, his tone was not hostile to Sir Turkinson, but rather like an old friend who had not seen each other for a long time: "You come here at this time, won't those old guys in the Art Hall give you trouble?"

"They can only talk," said Sir Turkinson with disdain.

"You guys..." Annan pointed at him and Dabin.

"He is my love," said Big Bean.

Annan was amazed: "Artists like to be unique."

However, as a warlock, Annan has no right to criticize others on this point - at least Sir Turkinson is dealing with humans.

It was the first time that Annan had seen a homosexual, not counting the pedophile nobles.

"Are you gay or a man who is a female?"

"Is there any difference?" asked Sir Turkinson.

"The difference is probably that the former likes the same sex, and the latter also likes the same sex, but because of his psychological gender being female, from an idealistic point of view he is still heterosexual." Sir Turkinson was stunned, thinking that the warlock was just playing with flowers.

Art City Bean thought for a moment and said, "I should consider myself a woman..."

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

Forget it, it’s better not to open this Pandora’s box that has only disadvantages and no advantages.

Who knows if in the future there will be something like a gay orc who is physically male but mentally female falling in love with a transgender ogre who is physically male but mentally female.

Even if future transgender people believe that Annan enlightened them and believe in him... who wants to be the god of transgender people?
It would be better to just let there be only men, women and homosexuals in the continent of Allen.

"You've come at the perfect time. The game will start in less than two hours. It will be better to watch it live than on the Philosopher's Stone."

Sir Turkinson seemed to guess what Annan was thinking: "And my portrait will appear on the magic image?"

Annan was not embarrassed when his idea was exposed: "If you don't like it, I can also go to the City of Art."

Sir Turkinson was tempted, but still shook his head: "Lord Annan, the farther we are away, the safer we will be."

He wanted to go back early before the old guys in the Art Hall reacted.

Before leaving, Big Bean went to Little Bean's house to visit Rose and Jack and gave them a cat's eye necklace and ring as gifts.

"If you can't stay there, come to Liberty City. I can make you the Minister of Culture."

"Thank you Lord Annan for your kindness. I will consider it."

Holding Big Bean's hand, who was looking at his brother reluctantly, they walked into the portal.

Big Bean was very happy to have found his relatives, and Sir Turkinson felt as if his tense nerves had suddenly relaxed and a burden had been lifted.

However, after entering the city of art, they regained their former coolness.

Late at night, when the carriage was about to return to the Amber Opera House, a team of guards suddenly stopped them.

"Sir Turkinson, the elders are waiting for you in the palace."

……

As soon as Sir Turkinson walked into the conference hall, he saw the game projected by the Philosopher's Stone paused on Bean's brother.

It seems that I am not the only one who is paying attention to my neighbor.

"Turkinson, you'd better explain why your people appear in Liberty City." The old nobleman who had always been against him sneered.

"I just found out that Bean has a younger brother."

"So where did you go today!"

"I just went to the neighboring principality to promote the Singer Contest. The competition was held last night, and you should know that the time doesn't match up if you use your brain."

The old nobleman didn't believe it: "How can it be such a coincidence that your people's relatives appear in Liberty City?"

"What do you want to say?"

The old noble suddenly said in a stern voice: "How do we know that you are not using the City of Art as a stepping stone!"

Lord Turkinson looked at him as if he were a fool.

"If you make me believe that you will use your family and property, I will admit that you are using the City of Art as a stepping stone."

"And speaking of collaborating with the enemy..." Sir Turkinson glanced around and landed on the magic image: "Didn't you see it too?"

"I watch it for the same reasons you do."

Sir Turkinson said sarcastically: "I didn't know Sir Burt cared so much about the game."

"you……"

"Okay, stop arguing."

At this time, the old man who had been silent all this time slowly spoke:
"There are still seven days left before the finals. The truth will be clear by then."

The old but eagle-like eyes fell on Sir Turkinson.

"Turkinson Mac..."

(End of this chapter)