Chapter 1318 The Exchange of Personalities <TOC> Chapter 1320 Login Location
Translator: SumTLMan
In truth, Suis was somewhat in the dark about what precisely had transpired.
“Not long ago, I unexpectedly heard Eureka’s call. Her thoughts and tone seemed entirely lucid and normal. She spoke of numerous matters with me, and I could confirm her well-being at that moment.” As Suis recounted this, his visage hinted at a touch of embarrassment, “She mentioned how it had been ages since our last encounter and wished to see me. Admittedly, I was a bit careless and then.”
“And then…”
Suis bowed his head, choosing not to continue, though Sanders could easily infer the following.
Under the grasp of the illusionary node, Eureka longed to see Suis. Consequently, for Suis to meet her, he’d have to dismantle the surrounding illusionary node. But once Eureka was liberated, restraining her, given Suis’s capabilities, became quite the daunting task.
“I reckoned it was merely a matter of minutes before the illusionary node would dissipate on its own. Given her seemingly stable condition, I decided to deactivate it prematurely. However, no sooner had the node vanished than she reverted to her manic state, tearing apart the Exile Space and escaping.”
Subsequently, Suis discerned Eureka charging into the Geometric Lock, with her sights squarely set on Rolando trapped within the magic cage.
Judging by her demeanor, she seemingly harbored intentions to slay Rolando.
For reasons unknown, during that juncture, a surge of emotions enveloped Suis. The simmering frustration from days of Rolando’s taunts and mockery erupted. Initially, Suis aimed to thwart Eureka, but amidst his turbulent emotions, an unsolicited thought emerged: given Rolando’s conduct, it wouldn’t be unwarranted if Eureka decided to end him.
In that split second, swayed by this line of reasoning, he abstained from intervening.
“I truly can’t fathom why, but in that instance, such a thought prevailed.” Suis whispered, almost as if murmuring in a dreamlike state.
“It was his doing.” Amidst the stillness, a ragged breath echoed from behind them. It was Rolando, who had narrowly escaped the jaws of death, pressing a hand against his wound. Pale-faced, he spoke, “Even if trapped within a magic cage, I am, after all, the master of the Scarlet Sovereignty. With it so close, I’ve always sensed its state, even exerting a slight control over it. Yet, he kept this card hidden up his sleeve, never showing his hand. It was only when we parted moments ago, perhaps sensing impending danger, that he acted impulsively.”
Pausing for a breath, Rolando turned to Suis, “As for the disturbance in your emotions, that too was his manipulation of the Scarlet Sovereignty.”
Suis, upon hearing Rolando’s words, looked bewildered, “Why do you alternate between ‘I’ and ‘he’?”
“The ‘he’ you speak of… is it a secondary personality?” inquired Suis.
Rolando lowered his gaze, “It’s my dark persona.”
“Within Rolando lies both a dark and primary persona. Currently, he’s in his primary persona, and this primary persona is the true driver of his body,” Sanders elaborated, “If Rolando were to perish, it would be the primary persona that dies, and the dark persona would resurrect from his remains.”
A resonating thud echoed in Suis’s mind, leaving him stunned. After a long pause, he spoke, “If the primary persona dies, the dark persona takes over the body? Is this why he kept provoking us to end him?”
Sanders nodded in affirmation.
Despite his disbelief, the conviction in Sanders’s expression seemed genuine. Could it truly be? Waves of guilt washed over Suis. If not for Sanders’s timely intervention, perhaps the dark persona’s plot might have come to fruition.
“Lord Phantom Master, how… how did you come to know of this? And the promise you spoke of with him, what was it?”
“You will learn of it soon enough,” Sanders replied without divulging further. Instead, he directed his gaze to Rolando, “Now, it’s your turn to fulfill the promise.”
With a weary gaze, Rolando looked up at Sanders.
Sanders inquired, “When will you fulfill what you’ve promised?”
Hesitating, Rolando responded, “I trust the integrity of Lord Phantom Master. I can release the others from their puppet state. But regarding Eureka… I need the same assurance from Lord Redhead.”
Rolando anticipated that his request might be declined by Sanders, seeing as it deviated from their initial agreement. Yet, Sanders merely nodded, allowing Rolando to negotiate with Suis.
What Sanders truly cared about was Angel, and all Angel was concerned about were the servants affected by the Scarlet Sovereignty.
Decisions regarding Eureka should rightfully come from Suis.
…
From the shroud of darkness, Angel opened his eyes.
Not long ago, Sanders returned to the Wilderness of Dreams, relaying that the turmoil outside had settled.
Rolando had also kept his word, ready to free Eureka and the others ensnared by the Scarlet Sovereignty.
Currently, they were on their way back.
Rolando’s effortless agreement to Sanders’ terms somewhat surprised Angel.
Learning that the Scarlet Sovereignty couldn’t be transferred and that unforeseen consequences would arise from Rolando’s demise meant that Rolando’s death was nearly impossible. Moreover, Rolando could flawlessly switch to his dark personality, ensuring he wouldn’t be transformed into a puppet by Suis.
Thus, without the promises from Sanders and Suis, his safety was already guaranteed.
The only real threat to Rolando was the Wilderness of Dreams.
Rolando, though intrinsically unfamiliar with the Wilderness of Dreams, held numerous advantages up his sleeve. Thus, there was no immediate need for him to acquiesce.
Originally, Angel believed that it would take several more confinements to introduce Rolando to the power of the Wilderness of Dreams. Only after discovering an object capable of imprinting thoughts, which would then control Rolando’s mind, would he agree.
Unexpectedly, a sudden incident expedited Rolando’s consent.
Angel couldn’t quite fathom the shift in Rolando’s sentiments. Perhaps it was due to a darker personality recklessly seeking his demise or maybe the genuine “freedom” Sanders had mentioned had allured him. Regardless, the outcome was fortuitous.
Knock, Knock, Knock——
Gentle taps echoed on the windowpane. Pulling back the curtains, Angel spotted the Moon Bellflower Fairy, clutching a cup larger than itself, hovering outside.
As the chilly wind breezed in, the Moon Bellflower Fairy entered.
The cup it cradled brimmed with Milk Fruit Tree sap. Placing it on the table nonchalantly, the fairy’s gaze drifted away, whispering, “The Viscount sent this.”
Angel distinctly noticed that the fairy’s eyes constantly darted towards a tiny bed atop a cabinet, where Toby still lay unconscious.
Tapping his knuckles lightly on the table, Angel captured the fairy’s attention. The flustered creature murmured, “I’ll take my leave now.”
“Hold on,” Angel motioned toward Toby, “There’s no need to return to town. Stay here and look after Toby for a few days. Also, the Milk Fruit Tree has also been neglected for a while and requires your care.”
The Moon Bellflower Fairy hesitated for a moment, then nodded joyfully.
“You can tend to Toby first. I have some matters to attend to,” Angel remarked, then gracefully exited the room.
In the serene backdrop of the estate, the Moon Bellflower Fairy’s presence was not a mere coincidence; Rolando had already sealed a pact, promising to liberate others from their puppet-like existence.
When the matter finally comes to its closure, the servants in the town would find it apt to return. By then, Angel would find an opportune moment to address the quandaries of Toby and Jon.
Angel, navigating the lengthy corridor, found himself on the second-floor balcony where he saw Leon.
“Did you seek me?” Angel stepped forward, leaning on the balustrade, addressing the figure beside him.
Leon, with an air of seriousness, countered, “Shouldn’t I be the one asking that?”
“You fretted that my meditative practice would be disrupted should you disturb me. Hence, you dispatched the Moon Bellflower Fairy under the guise of delivering milk,” Angel stated calmly, “So even if my session was indeed disrupted, the blame would fall upon the fairy, not you. Right?”
Leon’s eyes dodged, offering an awkward chuckle, “How could I ever be a man devoid of responsibility? My intentions were purely out of concern.”
“Well, I’ll be on my way then,” Angel turned, not hesitating.
Leon hurriedly interjected, “Wait!”
With a twinkle of mischief in Angel’s eyes, Leon pursed his lips, displaying a helpless demeanor, “I just thought the gentle touch of the Moon Bellflower Fairy wouldn’t hinder your meditation.”
“I came to you with hopes of venturing into the… ahem, Wilderness of Dreams,” Leon admitted.
Angel probed, “Why? Didn’t you adamantly refuse to go there previously because Mentor Jon was present?”
Leon, scratching his cheek sheepishly, responded, “Well, today marks the final duel of Tulas. I have to witness the face-off between him and that legendary knight.”
Angel paused, recalling the tale Freud shared with him not long ago.
Tulas clashed thrice with the legendary knight whom he dubbed the charlatan.
Angel had initially believed that Tulas’ prowess would undoubtedly prevail, yet to his surprise, the first two encounters resulted in a draw. Today marks the decisive battle.
Freud mentioned that this duel has become the talk of the town among the residents of Initial Heart City. Some even set up betting pools——However, Marilyn, the city’s lord, is still discussing the matter of official currency with his advisors, so the bets are mostly for fun and excitement.
Angel hasn’t shown much interest in this final showdown. However, he’s intrigued by how invested his brother Leon has become.
“I recall you attending the second match a few days ago,” Angel remarked with curiosity, looking at his brother Leon. “Since when have you taken such a keen interest in Tulas?”
“I’ve learned a plethora of combat techniques from Tulas. Moreover, Knight Sabel’s fighting techniques nearly breach the boundaries of the extraordinary. Rumor has it, he’s even vanquished a genuine transcendent being. I believe there’s much to be gleaned from them,” Leon replied earnestly.
Knight Sabel, the one Tulas calls a charlatan, is also one of the protagonists of this duel?
This was the first Angel heard of Knight Sabel having defeated a transcendent being, which piqued his own curiosity.
Seeing Leon’s earnest expression, Angel nodded in Agreement, “Alright then.”
Chapter 1318 The Exchange of Personalities <TOC> Chapter 1320 Login Location