She hesitated a little, and for the first time she felt that it was a bit reckless to wake it up so hastily.
[You can think of me as another you.] The right hand began to write, [You and I both know that the death of Esun and Lendis was a huge blow to you. For the first time, you began to question your own logic. Your mind was unstable. You actually didn't want to inherit this knowledge at all.]
"..." Hitzfeld didn't answer, he just watched it finish writing, half-closed his eyes and said nothing.
[You don't want to inherit, but you know you must inherit.] The Mysterious Lord wrote, [So through the nourishment of the divine blood, through the power of the same source... that is, the piece of flesh and blood in your eye socket, I was born.]
[You wish to create a mysterious master, that is me.]
[You want someone to carry this knowledge for you, and that's me.]
[I can cover up all your pain and weakness and act as your most determined and strongest side - the way you want Esun Hitzfell to be.]
[You can think about why you were able to research the blood boiling potion so quickly.]
[You can also think about why you can master all the experiences so quickly, as if you have practiced them thousands of times in reality.]
[That's all me... Aisuen? I'm helping you. I can even see your deepest desires and give you a little push in certain steps...]
"You influenced me?" Hitzfeld reacted immediately. "You influenced me to take off my socks and... that thing to her. Can you influence her through me? What else can you do???"
To be honest, there has never been a moment when she felt so uneasy. This feeling of there being another consciousness living in her body... Even if that was really another self, she would never be willing to share a body with that other person.
Fortunately, she had a collar around her neck, which limited its range of movement.
Fortunately... Xia didn’t come back.
From this perspective, she was very fortunate.
If she hadn't noticed this and welcomed Xia back, and something had happened between the two of them, then she would really be... so sick that she couldn't eat just thinking about it.
[Why do you have to embarrass yourself?] The mysterious master seemed to have noticed her hatred, [If your mood had not changed so violently, if your will had not been so depressed during that period, how could I have been born? Don't even think about evading your responsibility!]
"What is my responsibility?" Hitzfeld asked calmly.
[The Reshaping of the Mysterious System.] His right hand wrote quickly, [A new history is coming, and those who do not follow the trend will be eliminated - this is what you said yourself.]
[Do you hope to face the wizard army of the Sunflower Reverse in the future? In the current nightmare system, what is the difference between those who can't manifest spirits and mortals?]
[You know very well that if that scene really happens, Changxia World has no chance of winning. You can't even defeat the evil god's followers, so how can you talk about breaking free from the gray fog and driving the gray fog back from the land?]
"That's what I thought originally." Hitzfeld sighed, "But now that I know you exist, I have changed my mind a little~"
[Don’t resist.] The right hand wrote.
[Don't be willful, Aisuen. You know that no one can accomplish this except you. This is the mission of the times that falls on your shoulders. You must shoulder it, for yourself and those you cherish...]
"Are you threatening me?" The girl frowned, and then said fiercely: "You haven't answered me directly who you are!"
[I am you.]
She asked too quickly, and her right hand began to write in cursive, and the mysterious master seemed a little anxious.
[I am not that thing that was reborn with the help of your divine blood, but your consciousness, your certain escapist mentality, you tacitly separated yourself.]
"I don't believe it." Hitzfeld shook his head.
[Why would I lie to you?]
"There are too many things you can do." Hitzfeld sneered, "For example, you are actually a projection of the will of a certain evil god, and your purpose in helping me reshape the mysterious system is not pure. You may hope to pollute all extraordinary people through this thing."
"It may be true, as you said, that you are me - but I will not acknowledge you. At best, you are just a thief who took advantage of me when I wasn't paying attention and could occasionally influence my independent actions..."
[It seems that the reason is unclear.]
The right hand is simply writing cursive calligraphy.
[It doesn’t matter. I will prove with my actions that I am the better Hitzfeld…]
"How do you prove it?"
[You don't think I'll just sit there and watch you explore my existence and do nothing?]
[That balm, think about where its knowledge comes from.]
"Oh?"
[You are the carrier of knowledge I have endowed. As long as I wish, you cannot resist my will.]
"So you mean you tampered with this thing, right?"
Hitzfeld narrowed his eyes slightly.
"No... It should be that you provided me with wrong knowledge, which caused the formula I invested to change?"
[You are indeed my mother.]
The mysterious master expressed his admiration for her between the lines.
[You know what? Although I can see your inner world clearly - I know very well that you like her and want to lick her shoes like a bitch, but compared to that kind of stupid woman, I actually like my other self more~]
"so what?"
[You will find out.]
The handwriting became colder: [Your understanding of the mystical is so shallow that you don’t even know how to create additional clones for yourself.]
[But I am different! I will show you how to do it, and then we will become the mysterious masters together, and I will bring you back to the throne!]
Hitzfeld didn't answer it. She heard footsteps behind her, turned around, and was smeared in the face by the towel in Walnut's hand.
"what--!!!"
A puff of cold white smoke suddenly emerged from her face, and a face similar to hers appeared from behind her left eye, screaming like crazy.
But Hitzfeld still ignored it.
She did two things quickly.
First, summon the dead bone ice needle with your left hand.
Second, press the little finger of your left hand on your left eye to pull out the natural orb, let the artifact wrap around the ice needle, and then whoosh it back into the eye socket.
A frost spread from the left eye socket to the toes.
As if a mute button had been pressed, all the screams stopped.
"Body owner?" Hu Tao was a little uneasy. She looked at her and then at the towel stained with perfume in her hand. "...Are you okay?"
"I am fine."
After leaning on the table and catching his breath for a while, Hitzfeld opened his eyes again.
"Although it may only be a temporary solution, but——"
“This should be my best condition in recent times.”
Chapter 40 Change
Ever since the mysterious Lord told Hitzfeld that they were actually one person, Hitzfeld had given up believing it.
She didn't think that was true, because the experiment just now showed that the mysterious master also had limitations. The other party could not detect the lip movements she made to Walnut when she deliberately closed her left eye.
[If you ever feel me getting into that state again, take that balm, put it on a washcloth, and apply it directly to my face.]
"In other words, that thing relies on the host's left eye to obtain information?"
After listening to the description intermittently, Walnut finally understood why Hitzfeld's orders in the past few days were so strange.
"I had no defense against it..." Hitzfeld spread his legs, pressed his elbows on his knees, and leaned his entire upper body very low. "I'm not used to wearing a blindfold when walking around here, so it saw it very clearly... I won't make this mistake again."
She didn't trust the mysterious master, but that didn't mean everything he said was a lie.
As far as she was concerned now, she was inclined to believe that "the mysterious Lord was not another Hitzfeld" and "was not the memory or consciousness split off from Asun-Hitzfeld."
That should be the influence of knowledge. Something - something that had been sealed by the divine blood and her own flesh and blood for a long time was inspired and was trying to use the mysterious factors in the knowledge to wake up and revive again...
"Did I behave normally when Nianlun and the others came over that day?" She suddenly thought of a more serious problem and looked up and stared at Hu Tao.
"Doesn't Walnut think that the host did anything wrong?" Pinocchio was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "The host is worried? That thing..."
"If its goal was not pure from the beginning, it would definitely not give up such a good opportunity." Hitzfeld scratched his hair, pinched his fingers in the gaps between his hair and pressed his forehead, "It will definitely try... After all, they are the heads of two major systems, and they are too closely related..."
"Walnut is very sure that the body owner was normal at that time." Pinocchio said seriously, "I am very sure that the body owner, including the body owner's left eye, did not give Walnut that feeling at that time."
She was doing her best to comfort Hitzfeld.
Hitzfeld did hear it, after all, she didn't call me "me" very often...
"I can only be thankful that I found out early enough." She whispered, squinting one eye at the floor, "Go get me the eyepatch."
"Hasn't that thing been taken away by the owner..."
"Go if you are told to go."
Without asking any more questions, Kurumi left the room. A few minutes later, he came up from downstairs and handed the girl a black eye mask.
The eye mask was washed very clean. It had been lying in the drawer on the left side of the table. During this period, she would only wear it when she needed to go out.
Hitzfeld took the eye patch and sealed the "human vision" of his left eye. He took a deep breath again and sat up straight little by little.
"Body owner?" Hu Tao looked a little hesitant. "If this matter is too important, it can actually be handed over to the Crown Prince to handle."
"After all, the host is resting now, right? How can he rest well if he is always in trouble like this?..."
"You want me to tell Nian Lun what happened to me?"
Before she could finish, Hitzfeld interrupted her rudely.
She could guess that her expression would be a little scary at this moment, but she couldn't help it - she, this person, Aisun Hitzfeld, she was the result of many people's sacrifices, and the last hope in the eyes of many people?
She felt that what happened to her was different from what happened to Mrs. Glee at that time, not to mention that she had temporarily sealed that thing with the Nature Orb and the Dead Bone Ice Needle, but the question was, would others believe her one-sided story?
She is the party involved and a "suspect". She has to abide by the principle of abstention. What is the value of her guarantee?
She would be imprisoned and investigated... Many people wished she would die so that the Orb of Nature would become ownerless again. But she couldn't do that - she couldn't leave her fate to others in this way!
How ironic isn't it?
She pinched her cheeks hard with both hands and could feel her teeth clenching.
I once sent Hongyuan a message, thinking that I was willing to sacrifice for justice, but this person was unwilling to die and sacrifice after a simple case. She couldn't even accept the most basic investigation...
When did I become this kind of person?
Is this in accordance with procedure? Is this in accordance with justice?
I think I have a way to solve this problem, but that's just "I think".
I may be wrong, but if I am unwilling to tolerate even this level of limitation, who will be my corrector?
A figure appeared in my mind.
correct……
She put her hands down, raised her head and looked straight into the void.
Xia Ta, why haven’t you replied to my letter for so long?
Dongquan Island is off the coast of Wayne. With the flying ability of the Borean Sea Eagle, the extra distance is only about half a day, and 2-3 days is enough for it to return with the letter. How come there is still no news after almost 5 days?
And Xia didn't use the formula I gave her to control the black owl.
She was sure of that.
From the gray-haired pigeon, she learned that the same-vision function could be activated regardless of distance, and Hitzfeld could also use the authority of the mysterious lord, but she could not feel any connection between her spirit and the outer sea.
This means that Black Owl did not take any medicine and it is still "natural".
…She wasn't sure if this was a good thing.
Because of the fear of what is growing from the left eye, all current work - boiling blood potion, research on new systems - must be stopped.
These things were too complicated, and she couldn't take any risks. And several of the potions might have been tampered with by the mysterious master. If she really followed her heart, she hoped that Xia would throw away those medicine bags.
But in this case, Dongquan Island will not be visible from here at all.
Combined with the nightmare, she had a hunch that Xia must be in trouble. But there was such a long distance between them that she couldn't see... couldn't hear... and had no idea what to do.
...Not necessarily.
Forcing himself to stay calm, Hitzfeld frowned and thought carefully, gradually outlining a plan in his mind.
"Body owner?"
But she was in a daze for too long, and Walnut called out worriedly, "Ms. Hitzfeld..."
