"Eat...did you eat it?" Bediwell couldn't believe his eyes.
Elaine was so resistant to eating before, saying that it tasted like sand, and saying that she would not eat food that was not cooked by Leo, but now she swallowed the egg rolls honestly.
The food was definitely not delicious. There were a few tears hanging from the corners of the white lion boy's eyes. The process of choking may have been painful. But at least he swallowed the food. And he showed no sign of wanting to spit it out after that.
Anyway, he ate the food.
"It's hard, it tastes bad." Elaine complained: "But... let's have another one..."
Bedivere could almost feel through the air that the White Lion boy was working very hard to stay alive.
"Yes, yes, yes, eat slowly, don't choke." Logan picked up another egg roll, processed it with magic, and handed it to Elaine. The white lion boy chewed it slowly and ate it very hard.
The old man occasionally showed a kind look like a grandfather looking at his grandson, even if it was only for a moment.
"It just extracts the photons from the food," Logan turned to explain to Bedivere: "This is actually a very common little spell. It's not even a spell. Maybe you can also use your spell fire.
Do it."
"Is this just enough..." Bediwell couldn't believe it: "Won't the food processed in this way break your stomach?"
"No. It's just food with photons removed. The nutritional value of the food is not reduced at all." Logan said: "Originally, all food in the world contains photons. When we eat these foods, the photons will follow the food.
The nutrients flow throughout the body, nourishing our lives and making us strong."
"But human beings are always non-photon-adapted creatures, and the free photons absorbed into the body will eventually escape from the body." Bedivere replied as if reciting a textbook: "Humans who have no way to store photons in the body must
They maintain their strength by constantly eating. There are also creatures like dragons that can store photons stably in their bodies. Those creatures are called [photon-adapted creatures], or [epic photon creatures]."
"It's just the basic knowledge that a mage must know." Logan did not praise Bedivere, but said matter-of-factly: "If you cannot get the nourishment of photons from food, people will become weak in the long run. But that's just it.
The body is just weak and will not cause death. The nutrients in the food will still be absorbed by the body and used to maintain life."
Bedivere suddenly remembered that Arthur was in a similar situation when he was young. However, Arthur's situation was more special. King Arthur was born as a [Demon-Free], and his [Absolute Domain] was stronger than ordinary people, and the photons from the outside world would stay away from him.
Go. Even if Arthur eats food, he cannot absorb those free photons from the food and become strong. Therefore, when he was young, Arthur always looked like a thin boy, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not become strong.
Body.
Of course, that was before King Arthur got the Sword of Kings. Now that King Arthur holds the Holy Sword, as long as he carries the Holy Sword, magic power will flow into his body continuously. He no longer needs to rely on food.
The magic power (photon) comes to become stronger.
Elaine's situation is very similar to that of King Arthur when he was young, but it's essentially different... right?
"I still don't understand." Bedivere suddenly thought of something and asked: "Then why can he eat the food Leo made for him and still eat it so deliciously?"
Logically speaking, Elaine had no sense of taste at that time, and his body would actively reject photons from the outside world. Even if Leo made a lunch for Elaine, it would taste like sand when he ate it, and
Even if you want to eat it, you will spit it out.
But no. When Elaine ate the bento made by Leo, he could not only eat it, but also taste it. This is something that even science cannot explain.
"Probably, it's because the food the little lion made for him was... filled with his prayers," the old mage said.
"pray?"
"It's a common thing." Logan picked up a pen from the table nearby and played with it: "It's just like enchantment, the creator just pours the photons in his body into the object. Whether it's cooking
, whether it is making a work of art, or building a weapon, the producer's dedication to it will directly affect the quality of the product. This is not metaphysics. It cannot be that the producer unconsciously puts it into the production process.
Photons are just poured into objects. The more you put your heart and soul into making something, the more photons are poured into it."
"It's like injecting blessings into it..." Bedivere couldn't help but look at the remaining egg rolls on the plate. Did Queeg put his own heart into making these foods? He hoped Elaine could enjoy them happily.
, just like the egg rolls Leo made back then?
"Blessing... It's not an exaggeration to say [blessing], that's a pretty romantic way of saying it." Logan picked up another egg roll, processed it to remove the photons, and handed it to Elaine.
"It seems that the old man also did something very bad. He actually ruined the food that Queeg made with all his heart and [blessings]." He said.
However, only by doing this can Elaine eat the egg roll with the photons removed. Elaine's body refused to accept the "blessing" from Queeg.
"But why Leo? Why just Leo?" Bedivere asked: "The food made by Leo is fine, but not other people's food? Can only the [heart] poured into it by Leo be accepted by Elaine's body?"
"
"Well -" the old mage glanced at Elaine again, and then whispered into the werewolf young man's ear: "Probably because their [Absolute Domain] have been merged. Part of his [Absolute Domain] remains.
In the body of the little golden lion, so their [light souls] have something in common."
When Bedivere heard this, his face turned red: "...Could it be! Just for such a ridiculous reason?!"
"Is it ridiculous?" the old mage hummed, "Do you think love is a ridiculous thing?"
Bedivere was silent for a long time.
Logan continued: "As I said, [Absolute Domain] is incomplete and he will actively refuse to absorb photons from the outside world, just like an immune overreaction. But if those photons were originally flowing in his body
Are the photons part of him? Probably there will be no rejection reaction. In short, his body is eager to complete its incomplete [Absolute Realm]."
After understanding this causal relationship, Bedivere's face suddenly turned from red to pale: "Come out with me."
Logan followed Bedivere and left Elaine's room.
"Then," after the door of the room was closed and Bedivere was sure that Elaine could not hear their conversation, he said: "To repair Elaine's damaged [Light Soul], Leo's... body...
…is required?"
"Assuming that they really did what we imagined, and the magic power (photons) of our little champion still remains in the little golden lion, then yes, there is a possibility." The great mage replied:
"But even if we do this, the repair must still be incomplete. It will only make the situation slightly better."
The werewolf youth showed a profound expression. Then he suddenly remembered something, which stung his nerves.
Leoport's funeral should have been held this morning. The time was at nine o'clock this morning, which happened to be when they were holding a round table trial in Beidiville. At noon, Leo's body was found
I'm afraid they have all been cremated, leaving nothing but ashes.
"Ashes...is that okay?" Bedivere came up with a devilish idea.
"No." Logan immediately denied: "High heat will accelerate the escape of free photons remaining in the body. After being cremated into ashes, there will basically not be many free photons left."
"As expected, it still doesn't work..."
"It is possible that the relic can be used as a substitute," Logan said.
"Relic?"
"We can bet on this possibility: before leaving, the little lion prayed to a certain relic and poured blessings on that object, hoping that our little champion would live a better life. That blessing would turn into a strong yearning.
Remains on the object. If you can get that relic and give it to our little champion——"
"It can repair Elaine's damaged soul." Bedivere concluded: "Can it really be done?"
"I don't know how to do it, but the people in the ivory tower seem to have a way to do it." Logan replied: "Probably to use special spells such as necromancy."
"Oh my god, isn't this just superstition?"
"The superstition that has been handed down since ancient times is not entirely superstitious. I'm afraid it also has a certain scientific basis." Old man Logan narrowed one eye: "Besides, isn't it also a kind of awakening the dead to encourage the living?"
Is it romantic?"
Bedivere looked at the old human man in front of him in confusion. He never thought that Logan was such a romantic person, but the old mage kept emphasizing romance.
"So, do you know what to do?" the old mage asked.
"Let's contact Leo's relatives first, Sherry Chad." Bedivere subconsciously took out his phone and shuddered at the same time: "If I say that I want to get a relic belonging to Leo from her, she will
I won’t get angry..."
"As for the lioness, I should be able to. It depends on how you deal with it smoothly." Logan seemed to have seen through all this: "You have no obligation to help our little champion, after all, he took it from you.
The championship trophy of the Round Table Trial Arena. But if you are willing to help him, he should live...better. Whether you want to help him or not depends on your wishes, the Great Lover."
"Don't laugh at me." Bedivere rolled his eyes at the old mage. After much anxiety, he still dialed Sherrichard's number.
"Hello, Sherry Chad?"
"You are calling me at this time, are you trying to comfort me?" The voice of the Snow Lion, as cold as ice, came from the other side of the phone.
"Isn't it possible? After all, you have just attended your brother's funeral." Bediwell said softly: "I can't be there today because I have to compete, but I think I should at least call and send my condolences..."
"You did something very unnecessary, Mr. Bedivere." Sherrichard didn't appreciate it: "I'm not weak enough to need your comfort."
"I'm sorry." The werewolf youth suddenly shrank in size.
"Putting aside your not-so-sincere condolences, you probably called me for something else, right?" Sherrichard seemed to have seen through Bedivere's little thoughts: "Tell me, what do you want?"
What do you want?"
"Okay, okay." Bedivere plucked up the courage to ask: "I actually wanted to ask... before Leo left, did he leave anything behind that he wanted to give to Elaine?"
There was a deep silence on the other end of the phone. It lasted for a long time.
"Sherichard...?" Bedivere finally lost his patience and asked.
"Have you even guessed this?" the Snow Lion girl sighed: "You really can't hide it..."
"So Leo did leave something for Elaine before he left." The werewolf youth not only frowned sadly: "Can you hand it over? That should be something Leo asked to give to Elaine, right?"
"That's the truth. I also know that I should faithfully implement the child's last wish. However, emotionally I still can't accept...giving that kind of thing...to that guy for free."
Sherrichard's hatred for Elaine should have reached an unprecedented level. Especially when Elaine appeared in front of Sherrichard in the form of a white lion. Bedivere could even rely on his imagination to
I can somewhat feel the anger in the Snow Lion girl's heart.
"But a promise is a promise..." Sherrichard added: "You will find that the Lion Tribe is a race that respects the weight of promises. We will even use our lives to keep the promises we have made."
"And Leo will also be happy if what he wants to entrust is delivered to the right person." Bedivere added.
Sherrichard immediately replied coldly: "The dead will not have thoughts, nor will they have joy, anger, sorrow and joy. When a person dies, he is dead forever and can't feel anything. Please don't put the feelings of the living
Imposed on the dead."
"I'm sorry." The werewolf young man had to apologize again.
"Forget it." The snow lion girl sighed again: "I can return the thing to that guy. Just to abide by the agreement. But I can't give the thing to him for free. Sure enough, there are still conditions attached."
"What's your request? Do you want Elaine to come and get it in person... kneel down and kowtow to you... or something like that?"
"No. I don't want to see that guy's face again. Not in this life."
The current White Lion Elaine looks almost exactly like Leoport. Just that face is a great offense to Sherrich.
"There are conditions attached, well, let me think about it——"