Chapter Eighty-Four: Soul Search
When the dragon of fantasy told the truth, Asker and Medea realized that they had misunderstood.
The custom of the Frankish nation is to give young people the names of elders, nobles and historical heroes, so there will be a large number of "Otto", "Henry", "Herman" and so on.
The Bruno that Malkina was talking about was not this fantasy dragon demigod who excelled in the realm of minds and dreams, but another young man of the same name.
Following the dragon to a tent, the two met Bruno, who was being held in custody by the Blade Warrior.
This is not a stranger. When Asker had met the Emperor before, he had met with this bodyguard, and it was said that he was a rather prominent young man of the House of Saxony, and the nephew of Emperor Otto, who was currently serving as a close member of the Emperor's bodyguard.
If you think about it, the secretary is the one who can exert the most influence on the leader.
"Your Excellency." Seeing the dragon enter, the young man named Bruno smiled wryly, "Do you finally have time to censor me?" ”
"You don't seem to be afraid." Aske was curious.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, I'm just a victim of supernatural abilities." The guard replied calmly, "If it is really because of me that I have caused a subtle and long-term misleading of Your Majesty, then have I not become a sinner of the House of Saxony?" In this case, it is all the more necessary to find out the truth of the matter as soon as possible. ”
"Even if the censorship itself requires exposing your memories, or even causing some damage to your spirit?" Asker asked.
"Of course." The guard officer said firmly, "The interests of the family are higher than personal interests, and my sacrifice is worth it." ”
Well, that's what the Frankish aristocracy used to do – family first.
Since the subject had no opinion, Aske motioned for Medea to go over and read the mind.
The ease of the mind reading ability is closely related to the strength of the mind reader. Demigods, for example, are spiritually abundant and sensitive enough to easily detect and resist the mind-reading abilities of low-level transcendents.
The low-level transcendents are relatively more passive. However, if the mental power itself is strong, or if you have received special and rare training, you can also develop a certain resistance to mind reading, for example, there is a so-called "brain occlusion" tutorial in the player forum, which uses all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts to confuse the results of mind reading.
The guard officer in front of him is undoubtedly the favorite target of the mind-reading witches: inexperienced, defenseless, unreserved, unreserved, and unreserved, spreading out their memories as generously as a book, and reading them effortlessly.
At the top is guilt and fear.
Medea read out his current thoughts, one is guilt, the other is fear. He feared that he had really unknowingly affected the emperor's mind, and felt deeply guilty for it.
Digging deeper, away from the guard's active consciousness, you can see that the shallow fragments of his memories float like bubbles in the ocean, all of which at first glance appear to be colorful and indistinguishable from each other.
Soon, Medea captured enough memories to connect the young man's life like a puzzle.
It's boring.
The boring life of a boring man.
A young man named Bruno, born into a noble family in the Duchy of Lorraine, was sent to the court by his parents because of his precociousness and sensibility since he was a child......
Of course, not being a father-in-law.
The Frankish nation does not have a tradition of polygamy. There is no harem, and naturally there is no need to make a product like a eunuch to deal with the harem. In short, this Bruno soon won the attention and attention of his uncle Emperor Otto because of his outstanding ability in affairs, and was promoted to the position of the emperor's bodyguard.
This is also known as the leadership secretary.
After reading these memories from beginning to end, Medea still hasn't found the source of the infection. The previous wandering warbler was infected recently, which caused a slight discomfort and abnormality in his mind, and this guy was obviously infected a long time ago, and the time point may go back several years, so that he was submerged in layers of deep memories.
Of course, there are shallow and deep levels of memory. The shallow level is a memory that one can recall, displayed in the ocean of the subconscious as shimmering bubbles.
Deep memories are those memories that people think they have forgotten, some of which are still slightly attached to the mental body, that is, they may be recalled at some point in the future, and some of them are completely lost from the ontological body and scattered into the depths of the subconscious ocean, which is the so-called complete forgetting.
Medea was unable to determine if the memory in question had been completely forgotten. However, now, with no shallow memories to be found, she can only continue to explore deeper memories.
These memory fragments are even more chaotic and disordered, and they cannot be connected to each other at all, most of them are just a picture, a thought, and a sound. Searching for a needle in a haystack is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, but there doesn't seem to be a better way.
The outstretched tentacles of psychic abilities churned in the ocean, laboriously collecting fragments of memory one after another.
Some of them were scolded by his superiors and trained like a stupid dog; In some cases, he woke up early in the morning and saw a wild cat squatting in the bushes by the roadside; There is also his small talk and ** with the court lady.
Hey?
Medea suddenly noticed one of the memory fragments. This fragment ...... Apparently a little too large to be called a fragment, closer to the bubble shape of a shallow memory.
Maybe it's just forgotten from a shallow memory?
She fished it out with her psychic tentacles, and found that it was a moving picture:
It's snowing.
In the court of the Grand Palais Aachen, the winter snow covers the walls and trees in a thick silver coat. A graceful court lady stood in the snow, and the female official next to her was holding an umbrella for her.
"Your Majesty." Bruno's guard saluted her.
Your Majesty here, naturally, is not called the emperor, but the empress. In other words, this woman was the wife of Emperor Otto, Empress Theofano from the Eastern Solomonic Empire.
As Medea was thinking this, she saw Theopano speak:
………………
Murmur?
What Theofano said, which was no longer audible in Bruno's memory, manifested itself as a series of white noises. However, the anomaly soon appeared, and a faint feeling of pain surfaced from the memory, as if Bruno was starting to have a headache, and it seemed as if a nerve was burning in his mind.
This is a phenomenon of mental interference! Since Bruno himself has no level, his spirituality is not enough to resist supernatural abilities, resulting in uncomfortable symptoms in the mind and body under rough interference!
Medea quickly withdrew from the other's mind, and saw Asker and the Dragon of Fantasy staring at her intently, while the young guard officer sitting in his chair gasped for breath and looked like he had collapsed.
"Did you find a clue?" Asker asked.
The dragon of fantasy didn't say anything, and easily blew the illusion of rushing in from behind again, and then waited for her answer.
"Hmm......" Medea was silent, she certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to say that name here (after all, the Blade Samurai and the guard officer himself were present), and she glanced outside.
Let's go out and say.