Grand Duke Owen's sudden words made Constance frown. She looked at the old man lying on the bed, who was in a weak state due to his recent recovery: "Grand Duke Owen, you don't need to say a request in front of me."
"But this matter is not ordinary," Archduke Owen laughed. Although there was not much blood on his face, his tone was extraordinarily relaxed. "After all, even with our friendship, it would be difficult for you to activate the holy arsenal."
It’s not that easy.”
The expression on Constance's face suddenly changed: "Activate the holy arsenal? What do you want to do?"
"What else can we do?" Archduke Owen raised his arm and shook it. "Let this old bone hang around for two more years. Even Nahum in the south has gone to the battlefield. I, the Grand Duke of the North, are not willing to continue to lie here.
ah."
Constance stared at Archduke Owen seriously: "Do you know what you are talking about? If the power of the Holy Armory is really used on you, you will no longer be a real human being. You have to think clearly, you are now
After finally coming back from the hands of death, there is no need to take that risk again. And as you just heard, your current weakness is only temporary. As long as you rest peacefully, you will not be unable to live like an ordinary person."
"But you can only live like an ordinary person, can't you?" The old man said lightly, "Not even as good as ordinary people... When the soul is damaged, thinking, memory, personality, limbs, everything will be weakened, and I will become
He may become a trembling old man, and may even become dull and weak. This way of living... I cannot adapt to."
Hao Ren listened to the side and was confused. At this time, he felt that he had to speak: "Ahem, wait a minute, what are you talking about?"
"...It's normal that you don't know," Constance raised her head and glanced at Hao Ren, "This was our previous plan. After all treatment methods failed, Archduke Owen originally planned to use the Black Sword Knight's transformation ritual to make the final decision.
Just a try.”
Hao Ren's eyebrows immediately raised: "Transform into the Black Sword Knight?"
"That is a method that can theoretically cure 'corruption'," Constance said frankly. "Through the comprehensive reshaping of flesh, blood and soul, Archduke Owen can undergo a 'rebirth'. Since we cannot filter out his soul and neutralize his body,
If there are no pollutants in it, then simply create a new individual and transfer his remaining health awareness into it."
Hao Ren was a little puzzled: "Aren't all the Black Sword Knights corrupted and mutated now? And they are all controlled by Emperor Berrentine... Will your transformation ritual cause problems because of this?"
"Of course not," Constance replied, "It was indeed my father's knights who were corrupted, but it was not the black sword knights' transformation technology itself. There is no problem with the technology itself. As long as it is controlled properly, we can also create it.
Bring out your own Black Sword Knight."
Having said this, she shook her head again: "But I have given up on this plan just now... You have successfully cured Archduke Owen's corruption, and he can survive even without the transformation ritual..."
"But he obviously doesn't want to live in this way," Vivian interrupted, "To be honest, I quite understand him. If it's just a physical disability, at least the mind can still do something, but the soul is damaged.
It will cause problems in thinking, which is really difficult for people like the old man to accept."
When Archduke Owen heard someone agreeing with him, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face, but he still couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes.
Before, the power of madness eroded his body, and the corrupted flesh and soul were still entangled with the healthy parts. This formal integrity at least allowed him to barely maintain superficial vitality, but now the corrupted parts have been completely purified.
His sense of weakness was accentuated by the loss of support.
After expressing her support for Archduke Owen, Vivian changed the topic: "However, I really do not recommend that he undergo the transformation ceremony of the Black Sword Knight."
"Why?" Archduke Owen was very surprised, "How much do you know about the Black Sword Knight?"
"I probably know a little bit about it, but that's not the reason," Vivian shrugged. "The real reason is that I feel that the transformation ritual is not the best solution. Maybe we have a better way to continue to heal you while avoiding transformation.
The Disadvantages of Ritual.”
Constance was immediately surprised: "Do you have a better plan? It can even heal the wounds of the soul?"
"To be honest, soul trauma is indeed a very troublesome problem," Hao Ren touched his chin and looked at Leia beside him calmly, "But compared to soul annihilation, it at least has some room for maneuver. Leah,
Are you sure?"
"Wait a minute," Leah said while waving her hands, then lowered her head and mumbled as if she was reciting something quickly. She could only vaguely hear "key points", "first step", "frequently asked questions", and "practical operations".
She raised her head after half a minute, "Don't worry, I can heal this level of soul damage..."
Archduke Owen blinked: "But you seemed to be..." just now
"I didn't understand your situation well just now," Leah tried to hold her chest up, "but now I am no longer what I used to be!"
Lily poked Vivian's arm and whispered: "I'll go, I wasn't so good when I was working as a student at Peking University..."
Vivian: "So she is the goddess of creation. She can rub her hands into the divine world without ever going to school, but you graduated from Peking University four times just to eat in the cafeteria."
Hao Ren felt that he couldn't watch or listen anymore, so he coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Ahem, Grand Duke Owen, please believe in the strength of the World Tree Temple. We have also inherited the knowledge to some extent.'
Inheritor'. Of course, before formulating a specific treatment plan, I would like to know what your Black Sword Knight transformation ceremony is like so that I can compare it with our treatment plan. Can this be shown to outsiders?"
Although Constance was a little curious about the strange behavior of these people in front of her just now, the inheritors were more or less neurotic because they carried too many memories and thinking cracks, so they did not pursue it and listened.
After hearing Hao Ren's words, she smiled slightly: "The transformation ceremony of the Black Sword Knight and the essence of the Black Sword Knight are empire secrets, but they are only for ordinary people. For you who are also the inheritors...inherited from the past like this
The knowledge of the ages is naturally open to the public."
"That's the best," Hao Ren also laughed, "Then where should the Black Sword Knight's transformation ceremony be carried out? What is the specific process?"
"I will take you to a place where seeing speaks louder than words," Constance replied, "but before that, what do you know about the Knight of the Black Sword?"
Hao Ren said about the information he had: "I don't know much about the Black Sword Knights, but as far as I know, their total number since their emergence is only 770,000. Although they have gone through countless wars, they have never increased.
Unreduced, and the secret is that the Black Sword Knight's body is those mechanical swords, and the number of mechanical swords is constant. The headquarters, or base, of the Black Sword Knight is the 'Holy Arsenal' located near the imperial capital. All mechanical swords
They all come from there, but listening to what Grand Duke Owen said just now, could it be that...you also have a holy arsenal in your hands?"
"...It seems that you have inherited very little knowledge in this area," Constance said lightly, "Come on, I will tell you the origin of the Black Sword Knight there. Grand Duke Owen, you don't need to follow me.
You can just relax and rest here.”
Archduke Owen had some complaints, but at this moment the "transformation plan" had been completely rejected, and Hao Ren and his party had promised a further treatment plan, so he didn't insist on anything anymore and just lay back on the bed honestly.
After leaving the room, Constance said softly: "If you really have a plan to heal the soul, please do it as soon as possible."
Lily asked casually: "What's wrong?"
"His personality has begun to change, and his will is also deteriorating," said Constance. "Heywood is a stubborn and strong-willed person. If he were normal, even if I just asked him to rest, he would still show off to us.
If we go together, no one can stop him, but just now he grumbled and complained and retreated into the quilt without realizing it."
Lily blinked: "You seem to know him very well?"
"Of course I understand," Constance smiled, "His swordsmanship, fighting and imperial history were all taught by me. Don't be surprised, I personally trained many people, not just Heywood Owen, there was a man named Nahum in the south
The earl is also my favorite disciple."
"Uh..." Hao Ren opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He did know that Constance was as immortal as the Dragon Soul Emperor, but he didn't expect that the relationship between the Princess and the Duke of the North was that of master and apprentice.
...And I didn’t even notice it before!
But if you think about it carefully, this is normal. Long-lived races and short-lived races live together. It can be said that this situation is inevitable.
After sighing, he noticed another thing: "Wait a minute, so to speak... Grand Duke Owen is not actually the inheritor?"
The memory of the inheritors comes from the depths of the soul, which is something that continues to this day in countless eras. Even if the inheritors with short lifespans die and reincarnate multiple times in an era, their soul memories will not dissipate.
Therefore, an inheritor does not need to learn to acquire knowledge, at least not to acquire knowledge such as history."
Since Constance is the tutor of Archduke Owen, does that mean that the soul of Archduke Owen is that of an ordinary person?
"Yes, he is not a successor," Constance admitted simply. "Everyone I teach is not a successor. Their knowledge about the change of eras and ancient technology was all taught by me."
Vivian frowned: "Because there are few inheritors?"
"This is one of the reasons," Constance nodded lightly. "The other reason is... the eternal souls of the inheritors are dissipating. The dissipation of this era is particularly serious. Some inheritors were even completely washed away by the last doomsday.
'Becoming an ordinary person, there is not even a bit of ancient memory in the soul. If I am not wrong, brother and sister Charlemagne and Alvina are such examples. So I must find a way to 'create' a new inheritor.
I don’t know exactly how to do it, and I don’t know how the first generation of inheritors was born, but I know that the first inheritors are those who hold ancient knowledge and survive to the end on the final battlefield at the turn of the era...
…”
"So you train a large number of ordinary people, tell them about the change of eras, and let them learn like brainwashing. The ultimate goal is to let them survive in the final battle, hoping that they can transform and become
The new inheritor?"
Lily muttered one word: "Refresh."
"I don't know if this can be successful, but I have to try something," Constance said in a very calm tone. "There are not many souls left from ancient times, and the memories are getting less and less. If even we all
If we forget who we are... then we must leave a few new people to remember our history."