Chapter 238 236. Two selves
Sir Stoke was silent, he could not say anything.
Jon's questioning pierced into the depths of his heart like a sharp spear.
He knew very well that what Jon said was correct. His morality and his concepts made him feel ashamed of his current choices.
But shame, embarrassment, such thoughts can't change any situation today.
"The contract about the blood-cursed orcs is actually a constraint in essence."
Jon was floating on the tower, holding the old parchment in his hand, looking down at the master and servant who were sitting on the ground.
"The Dark Lord found you and signed his real name on this contract, which means that there is another soul in his body, which originally did not belong to him, is entangled with him and seized his body. He needs your ancestor help him balance the two souls in his body."
"What I want to know is very simple, Sir Stoke. When you signed the contract, you must have known about the two separate souls in his body, the one who occupies the body of the Dark Lord. Who is it? Who is that divided soul?"
Sir Stoke struggled all over his face, his eyes were bloodshot, and his messy white hair fluttered in the wind.
He miscalculated Jon's means. This kind of flying in the air and the ability to erase magic power have never been passed down in any spell books. According to his thinking, if Jon has the ability to subdue him from the beginning, then Why bother to overcome the secret on that stone slab with him these days?
However, everything is irreversible now, the contract is in Jon's hands, and he has no chance of getting it back.
As for the memories in his mind, Sir Stoke did not lie. These memories that were stored separately were extremely strictly protected by that man.
No matter whether it was the mind-taking or Jon feeding him Veritaserum, there was no way to get any information related to this memory.
He sat on the ground decadently, with only ashes on his face.
"You guys...can you defeat him?"
Jon saw his wavering, he knew very well that Sir Stoke was by no means a hopeless bad guy, but he was very pure, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much to him.
"At the end of the day, I don't know if we can defeat him."
Jon didn't lie or perfunctory, he said seriously.
"But it's because this matter is unknown that it's worth doing, isn't it?"
Sir Stoke seemed to have made up his mind, he let out a long breath.
"There are not many things I can tell you, because even when I made the contract, I knew very little. Those things may have been known to me before, but this part of the memory has been erased forever .”
"You are right, that man did not separate the souls of humans and beasts with the research of my ancestors, but the souls between humans, but the souls he separated were actually himself."
Jon frowned tightly, repeating Sir Stoke's last words
"I can conclude that even if the distinction is made, the two souls are definitely the same person, but they have different thoughts, and the consciousness that found me and made me make this contract is the consciousness that he always takes the initiative in. "
Sir Stoke looked at Jon.
"This contract does not allow him to rest easy. It can only be used as a temporary means. My ancestors did not really solve the curse of the blood curse orcs. The contract he created can only be used after distinguishing between the souls of humans and beasts. Extending the time for the signers of the contract to be completely animalized, so that they can live past the age of 30. He is well aware of this, so he must be looking for other means to completely solve the hidden danger of his body."
"If you want to do something, destroy this contract, it will bring the separated souls back into contact, they themselves are naturally opposed, because every consciousness wants to get control of the body, It's going to get him into big trouble."
"at last…"
When he said this, the pallor on his face and the decadence in his eyes had subsided, and Sir Stoke's face became calm, and he stood up with Rabiel's support.
"The last piece of advice I want to give you as a friend, Jon Green, you'd better get out of here right now, take your classmates with you, and go right away. The control of the contract in your hand is not in my hands, it is an independent Yes, and the man up there must have left something behind that I don't know about, and he doesn't trust me, or anyone else."
Jon didn't have time to think about the information about the contract he said from his mouth, but his face suddenly became ugly, and he stared into Sir Stoke's eyes.
"Neville and the others didn't leave here?"
"After that man came here, this tower was under my control only in name, but in fact, I don't know how many things he left here, no one knows, but I'm sure, in that After the secrets on the slate are unraveled, the preparations he left behind will start to work, and you don't have much time now."
Jon took a deep look at Sir Stoke, he put away the parchment, turned around and flew into the tower without any delay.
He pressed his wand against his throat and used the Amplifying Charm. He didn't take the stairs that seemed to be in a state of chaos, but flew directly down from floor to floor.
Every time he passed a floor, he shouted the names of each of Neville and the others, but he never got anything in front.
Just when he had already flown to the 20th floor, the tower suddenly started to vibrate!
The tremor obviously came from under the tower, and the movement became louder and louder, making the whole tower start to crumble!
Jon's heart suddenly became extremely anxious.
He seemed to have guessed what might happen next, and shouted in an almost roaring voice while still going down.
"Neville!!"
"Here! Here we are!"
Finally, Jon heard the response. In front of the door on the 15th floor, three sheep ran out of a room without a door. Humanoid, yelling at Jon in response, and behind them there is a large group of black cats chasing after them!
After seeing their situation, Jon waved his wand.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
The spell took effect instantly, and most of the black cats were suspended in midair. They were still swinging their limbs subconsciously, but they could only float in midair as if they were weightless.
(end of this chapter)