“I’m sorry…” Erwin pouted, trying to look pitiful. “I didn’t know it would turn out like this. After all, it’s a secret technique that requires divine blood as a bond to perform…”
She knew that Nianlun's blame was not directed at her for concealing the fact that she was "restricted by Yinsel", but at the beginning when she planned to absorb Xina's power through the divine blood, she did not inform the tree people to provide her with shelter.
I thought that besides Aisuen, there were only me and Xina in the world, so I went there thinking that nothing could go wrong. I didn't expect that it was a trap Xina had prepared for me.
Oh, it’s not quite appropriate to say that... because Xina herself is also a victim. Being squeezed in the same body, she is able to experience everything about the other person, including thoughts and Xina’s hatred and disgust for Yin Seer.
“…How big the restrictions are.”
After the crazy panic, Nian Lin took a deep breath - she had to find a way to reduce the losses.
"As you said, this restriction has always existed, so why can you now ..."
"Can I tell you now?" Alvin nodded. "It's very simple, because it is a constraint similar to a contract. I cannot actively or subjectively reveal this secret to others, but it doesn't matter if you find out."
"…Should I blame myself for not caring about you staying up late earlier?"
"Ahahaha, I don't mean to blame anyone..."
"Now then." Year Ring took another deep breath and looked at the girl with great anticipation, "Does this restriction still exist?"
How she wished that Alvin would answer "no longer exist", as if all those strict demands she had made on her in the beginning had never existed, and now she only asked that she could live a healthy life.
"It exists and it doesn't exist," Alvin told her.
"I don't understand."
"My soul now exists in three bodies at the same time..."
She was interrupted by Year Ring just in the middle of her sentence: "Not two???"
"Yes, three."
"How could there be three???" Nian Lun began to panic again. She was also an expert in the School of Sao Ling Studies, so she naturally knew that under normal circumstances a person's spirit should not be overly dispersed.
Dividing it into two portions was already shocking, but three portions? She couldn't help but wonder if the person she was talking to was still alive.
"There are three." Alvin emphasized again, "One body is the one you see now, and the second one is from Aisha Continent. I came over there and planned to take it from Xina, but it was the one that was locked inside instead."
"Who is the third one?"
"Weiss-Bakinsa - you have actually heard of the name of this body. I used her to fool Aisuen and the others, making them think that it was an Aisha person. Her name was also a hint."
"What's the hint?"
"Weis-Nian huh? That's the name of Aishazhou's body. She's actually a pretty pitiful little girl... If I can, I want to save her."
"..." Nian Lun opened his mouth, knowing that he really couldn't do anything to her.
You are in deep danger now. Even if Yinsel has no means to deal with the divine blood, as long as he can destroy Aishazhou's body on a physical level and kill all the spirits in the body, your real body here will definitely be seriously injured!
The trauma of tearing half of your mind apart! There is a high probability of sudden death, and the best result is coma and unable to wake up... You don't want to find a way to save yourself, but worry about the little girl?
"I'm trying to find a way." Alvin saw her expression and guessed that she was probably criticizing him, so he quickly explained, "Oh! Yinsel is not here now... I can tell you these things casually. I have been trying to find a way, right? Including the arrangements for the Pierre, and Aisuen and the others. If there is anyone in this world who can save me, it must be that detective."
Year Ring's thoughts raced, and after a second he blurted out, "You specifically requested that the Apis Cube be used as the design and power core of the Pierre... What does this thing have to do with it?"
At the same time, she thought of the legends of Aisha Continent and the Oujin City that Alwin had just mentioned... Is there a legend over there that there is a city that can float into the sky?
"It's not something so superficial." Alvin shook his head, his expression somewhat solemn at this moment - even sacred.
"It's something a little more extreme."
"Well...if the information Xina told me is correct, this is actually a great opportunity..."
"Sacrifice your own opportunity?" Nian Lun came up quickly, his face livid.
"Weis-Bakinsa - you already had this idea, so you split your soul again to control your clone to go and talk to Prince Tenize... Is that right???"
"Ah... well... you know... I can't cut off the inheritance of the royal power of the two dynasties because of my personal mistake..."
"Improper king! I heard Xia Sha talk about that case. What identity did you give yourself? You actually live in Prostitute Street???"
"I didn't - I... Actually, it was a 'blood puppet', an improved version. I used my blood and spirit to complete it. Logically, it would only create a mindless puppet for me to use, but it might be because of the divine blood... She has a certain intelligence and mobility..."
Alvin's voice got smaller and smaller as time went on. Then he thought about it and realized that he had done nothing wrong in this matter. He gradually became more confident and said, "It wasn't me who did that to him!"
"Ah?" Nian Lun was dumbfounded. "It's not you?"
"no!"
"Then what do you mean by buying those props from Pussy?"
"That's not what I wanted to buy!" Alvin's face turned red at this time. After holding it in for a long time, he finally decided to tell the truth: "That was actually - what Xina wanted!"
She reorganized her words and finally explained this ridiculous thing clearly.
"I made the plan. I cannot violate the contract, leave Wayne, or go out to sea. According to the contract, I am also responsible for organizing and controlling the Blood and Bone Mage Society, and I cannot reveal any of my secrets to anyone."
"Of course I'm pessimistic - I can't ask for help, and I know how tough the enemy is. I don't want Wayne to face him without any preparation - he also has people in Wayne. Didn't you always want to know why Naris died? It's because of this!"
"I thought at the time...if this guy really succeeds in the end, then I must at least not let my bloodline be cut off."
"So you're seeking a marriage."
"That's a cover."
"He's been watching you?"
"I'm not sure... In fact, I've never known whether he's still there. I haven't sensed his spirit since the first communication. But I don't dare to take the risk, so I have to have a cover."
"To cover up Weiss-Bakinssa's approach to Prince Tenize?"
"Yes... I didn't tell anyone about the blood puppets. Not even Senar knew that I could understand the second part of the stone tablet. I learned this technique from it... Then when I was thinking of a name, I remembered a name I saw when I listed the candidates for the sea - Madeline Bakinsa. I remember that Bakinsa had two children sent away in her early years. After so many years, no one knew the whereabouts of one branch of the family. I immediately thought of using this surname as a clue to draw their attention to this period of history. In addition, I eventually needed to direct their attention to the body, so I chose this name 'Weis Bakinsa'."
"My initial thought was to let her become an opera singer."
"Because my brother... he is indeed a bit wild. I heard that he likes to find the most popular girls there to chat whenever he has time, so I planned to start a relationship with him in this capacity."
"But!" He emphasized, "'God's Blood Eternal Life' is more of a curse than a blessing... I didn't expect it to be effective on this puppet. Sheena can control her as well!"
"I do like opera very much, but not as much as she does, and I can't sing it as well as she does."
"She took control of Ves-Bakinsa from me, and based on this, she revised my original plan, changing Ves's origin to a commoner, and deliberately gave her a bit of prostitution color."
After a pause, Alvin looked up and saw that Nian Lun was stunned as expected.
Ah... she actually simplified it... Xina's original words were "You don't understand men at all. They like to do two things the most. One is to lure good girls into sex, and the other is to persuade prostitutes to change their ways."
Xina insisted that the new setting would add an extra layer of attraction to the innocent face she created. Of course, she disagreed at first, but that damn bad woman actually took away the control of "Weiss"!
Everything that happened over there afterwards… including the “purchase of props” and “the dust settling” had nothing to do with this side. It was always Xi Na who was playing—oh, controlling the puppet.
"…Can she be trusted?"
Nian Lun was stunned for a long while before asking a question.
It is really hard to imagine, Sina-Brovyhaven... the reason and core of the existence of the old royal party, the rebel who used the Death Tree many times to threaten the royal power, she actually has this kind of sentiment?
"We are allied," said Alwyn.
"Her goal is to overthrow Sarah's existing system and replace her with her own, but don't forget what blood she sheds."
"If she is destined to fail, I think she doesn't want this bloodline to be cut off because of her failure."
The annual rings are still a bit unacceptable.
This is too exaggerated no matter how you look at it.
"Weiss-Bakinsa has left Wayne in another submarine and is headed to an unknown location."
Alwyn turned and touched his hair.
"And I...my other half of the soul, that body is about to wake up."
"Once that side wakes up, this side must fall into a deep sleep."
"I was worried about how to explain this to you, luckily you took the initiative to find out..."
"So Ruth."
She looked back at the dull annual rings.
"What if I never wake up again?"
"When that child comes back, teach him as much as you taught me."
Chapter 167 Ou Jin in the Clouds
Early in the morning, in an area in the southwest of the central part of the Elsa continent, a long river meandered across a vast and desolate wilderness.
It's like a snake, and the sound of flowing water is its whisper. Even if you ignore the blood-red color, a normal person will probably not be able to sleep while sailing in such deep water.
"I'm kind of... fed up."
Coming out of the corridor with his messy hair rumpled, Darent picked up a glass of water with lemon juice squeezed in it from the bar, gulped down half of it, then sat down on the seat with the remaining half and looked at Ethan and Leon who were playing cards.
Li Ang looked up at him and said nothing.
As for Ethan, he didn't even raise his head. He was concentrating on counting his own cards. He played a "skill card" and said, "Then all of Cornerel's cards will be destroyed..."
Li Ang chuckled, threw the cards on the table, picked up the water glass and started drinking.
Darent was dissatisfied with their ignoring him and noticed that the round window next to the table was closed. He stood up and opened it. Suddenly, through the glass, he saw a dark red stream of water flowing outside.
"Hey!" Ethan and Leon were fed up with him. "What are you doing? If you want to find trouble, go find Mr. Aman. He's a ranger. Maybe he knows how to breed a manic tree man."
"Listen for yourself!" Darent pointed at the water outside and the voices that were squeezed and surged by the water. "Don't you think it's scary? Why do we have to endure this torture? We can obviously float up!"
What he said was actually correct, at least the first half.
Listen carefully, the water is talking. It keeps making some mumblings such as "Who are you", "How strange...", "Mysterious guest", "Want to play together?", trying to communicate with them. But everyone knows not to take it seriously, because once you pay attention to any question, your spirit may be dragged into the vortex, and it is very "cold" down there.
"It's the one that's shouting the loudest down there," Darent stressed. "Anyway, she checked the map for us. There's nothing on either side of the river. There's no city, no village, no settlement, not even a blood-bone forest. We're not worried about being discovered, so why not?"
"Because what we are planning can fly!" Ethan looked at him as if he were an idiot. "I think you didn't sleep well and are mentally ill. You actually asked me such a stupid question!"
"How could you be like this?" Li Ang said in a gentler tone, "You are indeed not up to par, Maps... It's really strange, shouldn't tree people be more resistant to insomnia?"
"Yes, that's right!" Darent nodded.
Speaking of this function, he couldn't help but recall the first time he met someone and accompanied her to Balvik to handle a mysterious case - he often stayed up late during that period.
"But it's different," he said. "It's different this time!"
"Why is it different?"
"I'm a polite person," said Darent, "so I don't think I can let it get too lonely..."
"oh!!!"
“Goddess!!!”
"madman!!!"
As soon as the words came out, the two companions - and even the people sitting nearby - were all shocked.
They now understood why Darent was so exhausted. Could it be that he had been talking to this blood river the whole time because he had been suffering from insomnia these days? ? ?
They quickly pinned the wooden man down, tied him up and sent him to the intensive care unit while he struggled and yelled ("Let me go, I'm not crazy!"). They also called in Baliu to see him, and it took them a long time to determine that he was just suffering from neurotic behavior caused by mental depression.
"Lock him up!" Ethan shouted harshly in the corridor, "I've told you so many times not to talk back! What an idiot!... How could I have such a partner?"
"He's too boring." Bariu opened the white coat she wore for guest appearances, took off her stethoscope and hung it around her neck. "Who told you to play cards without him? I suggest you find His Royal Highness and draw another deck of cards while you still have time to enrich your entertainment."
"I can't keep bothering His Royal Highness." Ethan groaned, "I drew it myself... but he didn't want it."
"I don't want it either!"
The white-haired priest, who had just finished taking a shower and was strolling around in his shorts, laughed sneerfully when he heard this.
"The 'divine bird' is drawn like a hen. Who would want such a card? Don't make me laugh to death!"
Ethan's face began to heat up and change color at a speed visible to the naked eye. Seeing this, Torres quickly shut up and ran away in his shorts.
Ten minutes later, in the control room, Ethan sat in the seat that originally belonged to Tenize, staring blankly at the various dashboard indicators.
Turney went to rest.
He couldn't always drive the boat, he always needed to rest. And this river called Chilian River was deep and wide, so it was fine for others to drive the boat as long as they were careful.
Suddenly, a figure suddenly sat down next to him.
Ethan looked over sharply and found it was Aman.
"It's hard to manage, right?" A'man talked to himself and brought him a glass. The bottle next to it turned out to be fruit wine.
