"Isn't it?" asked Lady Reason solemnly.

"Let's not talk about that, my poor boy, let's talk about something you can understand. "Quisling" shook his head helplessly, "I don't expect you to actually hand over the bull's-eye demon to me, that's just a little trick in negotiations." Well, in fact, it will be very labor-saving to negotiate with you, and it will not take much effort. My purpose is to let you know that handing over the bullseye demon to me is an option that will benefit both of us. Of course, if you do that at the moment, based on a simple judgment of strength, you will not agree. But it doesn't matter, you can have this impression. ”

"I have no way of knowing what you really think, but I agree to let you go. But that's all, there is no eyeball called the bull's-eye demon. "And you have to convince me that you will fulfill your promises." ”

"It's not hard. The old man seemed to be confident, "Since you have the ability to control your instincts, then the soul shackles are a good choice. ”

"Soul shackles?"

"It's the gold chain in your hand. The old man thought for a moment and said, "I'm obliged to tell you some common knowledge about the spirit world, and you can't be your teacher in vain." ”

Quisling got up from his recliner. After he left, the chaise longue changed on its own, turning into a half-height square table, about a meter square.

The old gentleman walked to the back of the square table and tapped the table with his hand, "It's okay, it's just a little smaller." ”

"How big do you want to be?" asked Lady Reason, and the square table more than doubled in size.

The old man was not surprised, but just smiled and said, "In the end, it is your territory, you have the final say." This size is sufficient. After saying that, his eyes rolled upward, and the nightcap that was originally hanging down actually stood up, and there seemed to be something bulging inside.

The old man pulled down his nightcap, and for some reason, there was a black-fronted rat lying on top of his head. The rat perched over the old man's head, and seemed to use his sparse hair as a nest. It bared its teeth fiercely, and even if a dragon dared to attack, it would definitely bite hard.

Gisling didn't care how vicious the black-fronted rat was, he reached out and grabbed the arrogant rat and held it in his hand. He allowed the black-fronted rat to gnaw on his fingers, and the chewing sound of "kalakala" was terrifying.

"It's fitting to experiment with something like this. Ghisling threw the black-fronted rat onto the square table. As soon as the black-fronted rat landed on the table, it jumped out in one direction. It was so fast that it jumped off the table almost in the blink of an eye, and was gone.

"You see, there is no restriction of soul shackles, and the instinct is like this black-fronted rat, which is not controlled by anything. The old man reached out and grabbed into the space in front of him. His hand disappeared in an instant, and reappeared. The black-fronted rat was also caught in his hands again.

"But with soul shackles it's different. Gisling shoved the black-fronted rat into his nightcap and threw it on the table, "See, it can't do anything." ”

The nightcap rolled around on the table, lying on it like an overturned barrel.

"Unless I command it. The old man snapped his fingers. The nightcap jumped up at once, stood on the table, and ran quickly in one direction, until it reached the corner of the table opposite, and then stood still.

"Snap, snap, snap,......" Quisling snapped his fingers rhythmically, and as he snapped, the nightcap made irregular movements on the table. Not only is it fast, but it also throws up a burst of sawdust wherever it runs. When Quisling stopped directing, it returned to the corner of the table from which it had started. And on the table, a word written in flower script was left - soul shackles.

The old man was very satisfied with his performance, and said with a smile: "The soul shackles actually don't matter the form, yours can be a gold chain, and mine can be an old nightcap." Its role is nothing more than to restrain and control instinctive behavior, so that they do not run around like headless flies. However, not every soul can possess and use soul shackles, as that means he can control and restrain his instincts. You see, instinct is the cornerstone of a soul - the source of soul power. The formation of soul shackles can be seen as a sign of the strength of a soul. ”

"Okay, that's all. My obligation is to get us to an agreement. That's enough. The old gentleman stroked the beard on his chin, which was neither long nor short, and added, "But my dear female disciple, if you are interested in the knowledge of the soul, I am still willing to teach you, and you only need to pay a tuition fee." You might as well think about it. ”

Lady Reason really thought about it seriously, "As you said, it's enough for the time being, but I still have questions. ”

"Anyone who asks questions after class? Welcome, absolutely welcome. Eagerness to learn and positive thinking are the most valuable qualities of a scholar. "The old man seems to be looking more and more like a real teacher.

"If the gold chain is the shackles of the soul, then it is only instinct that can be tethered. Lady Reason looked at the gold chain in her hand, "Are you instinctive?"

"I certainly wasn't instinctive. But if I voluntarily bind you with soul shackles, then I can't go against your will. The Demon King's smile became more and more kind, "I don't want to deceive you, because my strength is strong enough, as long as I am willing to pay a certain price, I can still break free from your shackles." So don't try to control me with soul shackles. ”

"Then I can't fully trust you. Lady Sense is not easily persuaded, "I don't think a chain that can break free at any time has any ability to restrain you. ”

"How can that be done at any time? The cost of doing that is very substantial. Quisling spread his hands and said, "I don't want to pay unless I have to." As long as you don't interfere with my actions and try to order me to do something meaningless, even if I can, I won't try it easily. Why don't you try it out for yourself and see if what I'm saying is right? ”

The old man gestured to the nightcap on the table.

"I'm not going to wear that hat. Lady Reason shook her head immediately.

"Haha, my female disciple, you are so cute. Ghisling laughed, though the Lady of Reason wouldn't even be angry, "It's not a trap, I don't have any plans." I'm asking you to try the black-fronted rat, not using yourself as a test subject. ”

Lady Reason looked at the two gold chains in her hand, "I don't know what to do." ”

"You don't seem to be very good at using soul shackles. The old man leaned against the square table, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Do you want me to guide you?"

"Good. "Lady Reason is very crisp.

Quisling nodded and said, "The soul shackles don't have a real form, they just manifest according to your mind. ”

He beckoned to his nightcap, "It's called a shackle because it has the effect of restraint." Therefore, after concretization, the most direct and common form is the chain, such as your gold chain. ”

Quisling picked up his nightcap and held it in the palm of his hand. The old nightcap began to tighten, disintegrate, and merge, and after a series of changes, a long, black iron chain appeared in front of him. The chains are old and mottled, looking old, and even a few links have cracked, as if they will fall apart after a few random fiddling sessions. But the black-fronted rat was tightly wrapped in this black chain, revealing only the tip of its nose, and could not move at all.

"My chains are not as good as yours. The old man shook the soul shackles on his hands, "This is the initial form of concretization, and it is relatively easy to control. ”

The old man finished and moved his fingers along the circle of chains, as if looking for something. He searched for a moment before reaching out and pulling a piece of the chain from it, "You must first find the source of this chain, just like me." Look for where the source of your chains is. ”

Lady Reason held up the gold chains in her hand, and when she followed them, she immediately noticed that both gold chains were faintly attached to her body, piercing into her abdomen and chest, respectively. And one of them actually went out of her back, stretching all the way into the darkness behind her.

She reached for her back, but couldn't touch the golden chain that rippled in the air.

"Have you found the source?" Ghisling shouted as he looked at the sane lady who was stunned on the throne, "My dear female disciple, have you encountered any problems? ”

"I can't find the source. The female disciple pondered for a moment and said, "They disappeared into my body. ”

"Is it all gone in your body?" the old man immediately asked.

"No, there was a gold chain that seemed to pass through my body, leading in a certain direction, but I couldn't touch it. The female disciple told the truth.

"Oh, it's rare, can I go up and have a look?" the old man asked again.

"No, I can't. Lady Reason opened her mouth and refused.

"Then I have to think about it before I can answer you. Quisling said with a smile.

However, His Majesty the Demon King sighed with pity in his heart. Although he had expected that Lady Reason would not agree to his request, he always had the idea of what happened.

In fact, the situation is just as Bossetoiffel guessed, the female mage does not control the power of both instincts at the same time. That's why her intellect will come out on its own, and together with the will of the soul, each suppresses an instinct. The gold chain that passed through the body of the Lady of Reason, nine times out of ten, was attached to the soul will that was sleeping somewhere in the Soul Citadel. If the Demon King had a chance to approach that soul shackle, he could have found Catherine's soul will. At that point, the whole situation will be reversed.

The Hell King pretended to think for a moment, and then began to untie the black chain on the black-fronted rat. There are many and long black chains, and I don't know how many times they are wrapped around the three circles inside and three circles outside, as if they can never be solved. God knows how the little black-fronted rat could be wrapped in so many chains.

When the Demon King finally finished the tedious and monotonous work, the untied black chains piled up on the ground, almost the height of the square table.

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said with a sigh of relief, "It's really too long." I'm old, I'm old, and it's really killing me to untie this shackle. ”

Lady Reason watched Quisling's performance with a blank expression. Gisling didn't care, his audience reacted coldly, and he carefully placed the black-fronted rat on the table.

"Look, doesn't it look like?" he pointed to the neck of the black-fronted rat and then to the giantess lying on the ground. It turned out that this vicious rat had a black chain around its neck.

Now the black-fronted rat is fierce, baring its teeth as if it will burst out and hurt people at any time. But the ferocity of the black-fronted rat is limited to this, it can't even move, it can only grind the table in place in a rage, leaving deep marks with its small paws.

"Let's take a walk. The old man tugged at one end of the black chain and shook it from side to side. The black-fronted rat really walked around. Although it was reluctant and hissed incessantly, it walked a full circle along the edge of the table.

"To put it simply, this black-fronted rat is an instinct that I control. It was the instinct of the first soul to be devoured by me, in addition to my own. You see, it's still not convinced by me. Quisling reached out and patted the black-fronted rat on the head. The black-fronted rat jerked up his head, opened his mouth and bit the old gentleman's finger fiercely.

The old man's finger was directly bitten off by it, and he swallowed it in two bites.

"Look, instinct is a very dangerous being. Quisling raised his hand, his index finger was only halfway left, but it slowly grew again, "So my female disciple, even if you have soul shackles, you must always be vigilant against instinctive resistance, and don't let lust shake your will." ”

"Like the big guy. The old man pointed to the huge super eyeball king, "Although he looks relatively honest, he is definitely not a peaceful pet." One of the instincts of parasitic demons is to occupy the host's body. You must be careful of the erosion of its desires. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, I will be vigilant and handle this work carefully. The female disciple's thanks were cold, sounding a little insincere.

"You're welcome, my female disciple. I have discovered an important fact, and I would like to congratulate you on the condition of you and the soul shackles, interpreted with my authority in the soul realm. Quisling wrapped the black chain around his wrist, and then gently patted the palm of his left hand with his right hand, "You have a chance to become an independent soul will, I am optimistic about you." ”

"Independent soul will?"

"yes. Not every soul has the opportunity to generate a second soul will, but a strong soul usually has more than one soul will. This is one of the ultimate mysteries of the spirit world. My dear female disciple, I tell you this mystery in the hope that you will become strong. The old man smiled earnestly, like a father teaching his child.

"But you still have a long way to go, and you have to watch out for that stupid female mage, whose First Soul Will won't allow you to go to independence easily. Quisling suddenly put his hand to his mouth, as if he was afraid of being heard, and whispered, "The first thing you have to do is to have a soul shackle that you can truly control." ”

The old man raised his wrist and shook the black chain on it, "Just like me, I can hold it in my hand, not in my heart." He poked himself in the chest again.

"Of course, you still need to work on these things yourself, and now you can start to solve the problem of our agreement. You can't really control the soul shackles, so our previous plan will have to be nullified, and we will have to find another way. Quisling took a few steps behind his back, "Well, I've decided to hand over this black-fronted rat to you." You can think of it as a pledge, and when I hand it over, I lose most of my power, and I can't possibly pose a threat to you. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he threw the black chain on his wrist towards the Lady of Reason. The black iron chain shot out, and when it approached the lady of reason, it wrapped around the gold chain in her hand and tied it in a knot.

Lady Reason reached out with some hesitation, paused in the air, and finally touched the black chain. The black-fronted rat on the square table seemed to have been stimulated suddenly, and let out a short, rapid scream. Its four paws slashed desperately, and sawdust flew on the tabletop, and a hole immediately appeared. The black-fronted rat fell out of the hole and ran on a rampage.

"Don't be fooled by its size, its strength even surpasses the instincts of the bull's-eye demon. My dear female disciple, you have to be careful. The old man's figure became blurry and shaky, and his voice grew weaker and weaker. It seems that as he said, the demon king who surrendered his instinct and lost his power could not even maintain his basic form.

He turned into a fist-sized black flame that floated close to the ground, "Goodbye, my female disciple, I hope we will meet one day." "I don't know if the lady of reason, who was busy competing with the black-fronted rat instinct, heard this small mosquito-like cry.

The black flame obviously didn't mean to stay for long, and with a burst of laughter, it flew quickly in one direction and disappeared into the darkness.