Grand Duke Owen's sudden opening made Constance frowned. She looked at the old man who was lying on the bed and was in a weak state after being cured: "Duke Owen, you don't need to say a word of request in front of me."
"But this matter is not ordinary," Grand Duke Owen laughed, although his face was not much bloody, but his tone was extraordinarily relaxed, "After all, even if it is our friendship, if you want you to activate the Holy Armory 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 I do?" Grand Duke Owen raised his arm and shook it, "Let this old bone dangle for another two years. Even that Nahum in the south has gone to the battlefield, and I, the Grand Duke of the North, am not willing to continue lying here ah."
Constance stared at Grand Duke Owen seriously: "Do you know what I'm talking about? If you really use the power of the holy arsenal on you, you will no longer be a real human being—you have to think clearly, you Now that you have come back from the God of Death with great difficulty, there is no need to take that risk again. And you heard just now that your current weakness is only temporary, as long as you rest in peace, it is not that you cannot live like an ordinary person. "
"But you can only live like an ordinary person, can't you?" The old man said lightly, "It's not even as good as an ordinary person... The soul is damaged, thinking, memory, personality, body, all will be weakened, and I will become A trembling old man may even become fatuous and weak, this way of living... I can't get used to it."
Hao Ren listened at the side in a daze, and at this moment he felt compelled to speak: "Ahem, wait a minute, what are you talking about?"
"...It's normal if you don't know," Constance looked up at Hao Ren, "This is our previous plan—after all the treatments failed, Grand Duke Owen originally planned to use the black sword knight's transformation ceremony to do the final treatment." One try."
Hao Ren raised his eyebrows immediately: "Transforming the Black Sword Knight?"
"That's a theoretical way to cure 'corruption'," Constance said frankly. "Through the comprehensive reshaping of flesh and soul, Grand Duke Owen can undergo a 'rebirth'. Since we can't filter out his soul and body If there are pollutants in it, then simply create a new individual, and then transfer his remaining health consciousness into it."
Hao Ren was a little puzzled: "Haven't the black sword knights have been corrupted and mutated now? And they are all controlled by Emperor Brentin... Will your transformation ceremony cause problems?"
"Of course not," Constance replied, "It is indeed my father's knights who have been corrupted, but it is not the transformation technology itself of the Black Sword Knights - there is no problem with this technology itself, as long as it is controlled properly, we can also Create your own Black Sword Knight."
Having said that, she shook her head again: "However, I have given up on this plan just now... You have successfully cured the corruption of Grand Duke Owen, and he can survive even without the transformation ceremony..."
"But he obviously doesn't want to live in this way," Vivienne interrupted. "To be honest, I quite understand him—if it's just a physical disability, it's fine, at least the mind still has something to do, but the soul Injuries can lead to problems in thinking, which is really difficult for people like the old man to accept."
When Grand Duke Owen heard someone agreeing with him, a look of joy appeared on his face, but it was still difficult to hide the fatigue in his eyes.
The force of madness eroded his body before, and the corrupted flesh and soul were still entangled with the healthy part. This formal integrity at least allowed him to barely maintain the vitality on the surface, but now the corrupted part has been completely purified, Instead, his sense of weakness was accentuated by the loss of support.
After Vivienne expressed her support for Grand Duke Owen, she changed the subject: "However, I really don't recommend him to perform the transformation ceremony of the Black Sword Knight."
"Why?" Grand Duke Owen was very surprised, "How much do you know about Black Sword Knight?"
"Probably understand a little bit, but that's not the reason," Vivian shrugged, "The real reason is that I don't think the transformation ceremony is the best solution—maybe we have a better way to continue to heal you, but also to avoid it." The various drawbacks of the transformation ceremony."
Constance was suddenly surprised: "Do you have a better plan? It can even heal the wounds of the soul?"
"To be honest, soul trauma is indeed a rather troublesome problem," Hao Ren stroked his chin, and looked at Leah next to him calmly, "but compared to soul annihilation, it has at least some room for manipulation. Leah, Are you sure?"
"Wait a minute," Liya said while waving her hands, then lowered her head and muttered as if she was reciting something quickly, and she could only vaguely hear "Key Points", "First Steps", "Frequently Asked Questions", "Practical Operations" "Skills" and other words, she raised her head after half a minute, "Don't worry, I can heal this level of soul damage..."
Grand Duke Owen blinked: "But you seemed to be..."
"I didn't know enough about your situation just now," Liya tried to hold her chest up, "but now I am not what I used to be!"
Lily poked Vivian's arm and muttered softly, "I'm going, I wasn't so good when I was working in Peking University..."
Vivienne: "So she is the goddess of creation, and she can create a god world with her hands without going to school, but you graduated from Peking University four times just to eat in the cafeteria."
Hao Ren felt that he couldn't stand watching or listening anymore, so he coughed hard twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Ahem, Grand Duke Owen, please believe in the strength of the World Tree Temple. We have inherited knowledge to some extent." Inheritors'. Of course, before formulating a specific treatment plan, I want to know what your Black Sword Knight transformation ceremony is like, so that we can compare it with our treatment plan—by the way, can this be shown to outsiders?"
Although Constance was a little curious about the strange behavior of these people just now, but the inheritors were more or less nervous because they carried too much memory and thought cracks, so they didn't pursue it. 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 imperial secrets—but that's only for ordinary people. For you who are also inheritors... like this inherited from the previous The knowledge of the Era is naturally open."
"That would be the best," Hao Ren also laughed, "Then where will the transformation ceremony of the Black Sword Knight be carried out? What is the specific process?"
"I'll take you to a place where sight speaks louder than words," Constance replied, "but before that, what do you know about the Knight of the Black Sword?"
Hao Ren talked about the information he had: "I don't know much about the Black Sword Knights, but as far as I know, the total number of them has only been 770,000 since they appeared. Although they have experienced countless wars, they have never increased. No reduction, and the secret is that the body of the Black Sword Knight is those mechanical swords, and the number of mechanical swords is constant—and the headquarters, or base, of the Black Sword Knight is the 'holy arsenal' near the imperial capital. The swords all come from there, but according to what Grand Duke Owen said just now, don't tell me... you also have a holy arsenal?"
"... It seems that you have very little knowledge in this area," Constance said lightly, "Come on, I will tell you the origin of the Black Sword Knight. Grand Duke Owen, you don't have to follow, here Rest in peace."
Grand Duke Owen complained a little, but at this moment the "transformation plan" had been completely rejected, and Hao Ren and his party promised a further treatment plan, so he didn't insist on anything, but lay back on the bed obediently.
After leaving the room, Constance said softly: "If you really have a solution to heal your 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," Constance said. "Heywood is a stubborn and strong person. If he is normal, even if I asked him to rest just now, he would bravely fight with us. Let's go together, no one can stop him, but just now he was grumbling and complaining, and shrank back into the quilt without knowing it."
Lily blinked: "You seem to know him well?"
"Of course I understand," Constance smiled, "I taught him swordsmanship, fighting and imperial history. Don't be surprised, I have personally trained many people, not just Heywood Owen, there is a man named Nahum in the south The earl is also my favorite disciple."
"Eh..." Hao Ren opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He did know that Constance was as immortal as that Dragon Soul Emperor, but he didn't expect that the relationship between Her Highness the Princess and the Grand Duke of the North would be regarded as a master-student... And I haven't seen it before!
But when you think about it carefully, this is also normal. The long-lived race and the short-lived race live together, and this situation can be said to be inevitable.
After sighing, he noticed another thing: "Wait a minute, so... Grand Duke Owen is not actually the inheritor?"
The memory of the inheritors comes from the depths of the soul, which has continued to this day in countless epochs. Even if the short-lived inheritors die and reincarnate many times in one era, their soul memories will not dissipate. Therefore, an inheritor does not need to acquire knowledge through learning, at least does not need to rely on learning to acquire knowledge such as history. "
Since Constance is the teacher of Grand Duke Owen, does that mean that the soul of Grand Duke Owen is an ordinary person
"That's right, he's not an Inheritor," Constance admitted simply. "Everyone I teach isn't an Inheritor—they've learned about the turn of epochs and ancient technology by hand."
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, especially in this era, some of the inheritors were even completely 'washed' by the last apocalypse Became an ordinary person, without even a little ancient memory in the soul. If I guessed correctly, the brothers and sisters of Charlemagne and Awena are such examples. So I must find a way to 'create' new inheritors. I I don't know how to do it specifically, 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 have trained a large number of ordinary people, told them about the change of era, let them learn like brainwashing, and the ultimate goal is to let them survive the final battle, hoping that they can transform and become A new inheritor?"
Lily mumbled one word: "Refresh."
"I don't know if this will work, but I have to try something," Constance said indifferently, "There are not many souls left over from the ancient times, and the memories are getting less and less. If even we Forget who you are... Then there must be a few new people left to remember our history."