Magnum's expression stiffened.

After a few seconds, the corners of his mouth twitched: "You're not vulgar?" ”

"Yes," Yuri nodded calmly, "and it suddenly felt like it wasn't bad." ”

Magnum: "......"

The final reaction was Semler, who was standing next to him, the archbishop with a gloomy and serious temperament looked at Magnum, who was obviously appearing in the hall in the form of an illusion, and nodded: "So, you are now 'surviving' in a state similar to Archbishop Selena?" ”

"I don't know," Magnum looked down at himself in confusion, and then saw Selena standing next to me, "I was in a state of confusion before, and when I regained consciousness, I found myself locked in a space full of shimmering light, and I still don't know what happened......"

"You performed a brain makeover without adequate preparation, resulting in the complete extraction of your soul, and I collected those fragments," Selena explained briefly, allowing Magnum to quickly grasp the situation, "You are now a ghost in the network, just like me. It's been fine for a few years, but then you'll have to think about finding a 'mental calibration point' in the real world. ”

Magnum blinked, took a short moment to digest the fact, and finally sighed with mixed emotions: "This is indeed different from what I thought at the beginning......"

Semler nodded and looked at Selena: "So, he and his body have been completely disconnected, and there is no going back?" ”

"That's true—it's not a simple separation of the soul, it's also about the fragmentation and reorganization of the soul and a 'death', and for now, there is no technology that can restore him in a similar situation."

Magnum suddenly sensed a slight crisis from Semler's words, and subconsciously asked: "Archbishop Semler, why are you asking this?" ”

Semler looked at Magnum and said very seriously and indifferently: "The body is useless to you, and I will arrange for someone to burn it for you later." ”

"Huh?! Wait a minute! Don't burn it! Magnum was taken aback, and immediately shouted after reacting, "What if it can still be saved?!" ”

"We're going to transfer the Order's headquarters next, including all the Brain Servants to carry out the transfer, we have limited manpower and time, and we can bring more supplies with us if we don't transfer one body," Semler said very calmly, not seeing the slightest hint of joke or prank, which made Magnum's expression more and more distorted, "Anyway, your soul is now alive alone, and your body is no longer needed." As for the rescue, didn't you hear Archbishop Selena just now? This is simply not possible with current technology......"

"It's useful! What if there is a technological breakthrough in the future? Magnum had a loud voice even in his soul form, and almost the entire hall heard his shout, "Anyway, you have to transfer so many bodies, do you still need me?" ”

"Archbishop Semler," Wendy said abruptly, taking the initiative to say on the side, "Respect Archbishop Magnum's opinion, we are indeed not short of this 'expenditure'. And given the contribution that Archbishop Magnum has just made, it is not a good choice for us to abandon his remains now. ”

"I'm just looking at efficiency and pragmatism," Semler said with a straight face, "but what you're saying makes sense, and I agree." ”

"Ah, Miss Wendy, you are truly upright!" Magnum suddenly looked greatly moved, "Thank you very much for your help, but I want to correct it, my body should not be a body now, although he has no soul, he at least has breathing and heartbeat......"

Obviously, no one cared about this detail, and no one responded to Magnum's words, who shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment, and then suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I just heard some voices as I wandered through that shimmering space, as if there was a mention of posthumous saints or something...... I want to ask if this is talking about me? ”

Semler and Yuri didn't seem to hear, Wendy looked away silently, and Selena looked a little further away, as if she had stayed out of the way the whole time.

Magnum blinked, looked around, shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment and didn't care, closed his mouth, and prepared to ask again in a few days.

……

Cecil Empire, hours later.

The dawn sun shone into the bedroom, bringing a glimmer of warmth at the end of winter, and Gawain, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and only after seeing the familiar ceiling did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew that only one short night should have passed in the real world, but for him, who was directly confronted with the "historical memory" of the upper-level narrator, it seemed as if he had just broken away from thousands of years of history, and a sense of time and even age peeling haunted his heart, which made it take him a while to slowly recover - he should have woken up earlier, but he slept until now in order to sort out his memories and mental state.

This sense of detachment may have even worse results for ordinary people, and may even cause irreversible psychological trauma, but fortunately, none of this is a problem for Gawain - he has long been familiar with this experience soaked in the long river of years, and once in a while, it feels like coming home.

After the storm of information in his mind gradually subsided, and the various memories were sorted back to their original positions, Gawain sat up from the bed and looked around the room.

Amber hadn't left all night, and was now sitting in an easy chair nearby, already asleep, drooling from the awkward sleeping position.

Tyr was still coiled in the corner, her tail twisted and entangled, and half of her upper body was wrapped in her tail, sleeping ...... It's hard to put into words.

Gawain couldn't even figure out for a moment how the tip of Tyr's tail came out of that big lump......

Probably really with a keen sense of six senses, Amber woke up soon after Gawain woke up, she suddenly opened those amber eyes, first glanced at Gawain who was sitting on the bed in a little confusion, and then quickly wiped the saliva next to her cheek, and stood up suddenly: "Ah, are you back?" Is the situation resolved over there? ”

"It's settled," Gawain stood on the ground, took a deep breath against the increasingly brilliant morning sun, and then exhaled slowly as if to expel all the gloom and gloom from his body, "There is no god coming to this world, and after today, everyone can still sleep in peace." ”

Amber looked at Gawain with wide eyes, and then suddenly laughed, "Oh, I'll just say, you're sure you can handle it." ”

Gao Wen nodded: "I need to inform others, there are still many things that need to be dealt with in the future." ”

Then he glanced at Tyr in the corner, "I still have to find a way to wake her up—I need to inform the Krakens in the depths of the sea, no need to wait." ”

"Then you can figure it out, I'll go inform Hetty and Kamel about them!" Amber ran to the door without saying a word, "They are all waiting for your news, they must have woken up early......"

Before Gawain could say more, Amber had already run out of the door like a gust of wind, leaving him and a sleeping kraken in the room.

Apparently Amber knew how hard it was to wake up a sleeping Tyr, and she would rather run all over the center early in the morning than try to wake Tyr......

Gawain looked at the door a little stunned, then turned his head to look at Miss Kraken, whose sleeping position seemed to be a little more abstract than just now, and shook his head helplessly.

The boiling water has been tried anyway, and throwing it out of the window may not work, and sprinkling salt is the same as going home, and it is estimated that it will be a sword cut, and she will be resurrected and returned to her room to continue sleeping......

After thinking about it, Gawain bent down to Tyre's ear (assuming her hearing organs were indeed ears) and muttered, "Your little cookie is gone." ”

Tyr woke up suddenly, his messy tail rolled on the ground, and the whole person fell to the ground in embarrassment, and then shouted while fluttering: "What, who said that?" I haven't ...... yet Ay? ”

Tyr finally came to his senses, twisted his upper body one hundred and eighty degrees to look at Gawain who was standing aside, only then did he notice that morning had arrived, and recalled the reason why he slept here: "You...... Coming back? How's it going over there? ”

"It's a pity," Gawain shook his head with a smirk, "you've waited for nothing." ”

Tyr was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of Gawain's words, but the kraken, who had lost the little biscuit, suddenly laughed and said happily, "Isn't that a good thing? ”

Then she propped up her upper body, stretched out her long snake tail, and slowly arched towards the door, waving her hands while arching: "Then I'll go and inform the sisters first, and come back early to make up for sleep after informing early......."

Miss Kraken left, leaving Gawain alone in the room, the morning glow gradually brightened, turning into bright sunlight, slanting into the room through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, Gawain turned around, and narrowed his eyes slightly in the light brought by the great sun.

While Cecil was at dawn, it should be morning in the Orlandel area, and if all goes according to plan, the evacuation of the Eternal Sleepers should have begun.

Next, Cecil's huge machine will operate in secret, and the military intelligence bureau that has been successfully established in Typhon in the last two years will also be offline, and the three units of the Railway Investment Company, the "Trajectory Project" informant, and the "Twenty-Five" will cooperate, and under the cover of the recent increase in trade orders, the most core Eternal Sleeper technicians and technical data will be transferred to Cecil before Rosetta Augustus is aware of it, and in the following year, the lower priority clerics will continue to be transferred in a slower and more secretive way. Until the transfer is completed or the operation is forced to terminate.

Everything has been planned, and the military intelligence bureau led by Amber and the overseas railway agency under Herty's personal control have made all preparations for this, and it will be up to the Eternal Sleeper to make perfect cooperation.

Hopefully, they can perform well enough in the next process of integration and transformation...... Selena and Megael III are smart people, and they know what to do.

"What a good thing...... Gao Wen squinted his eyes, looking at the bright sunlight shining between heaven and earth, and whispered to himself.

Some stories are over, some stories are ...... But it will continue.

……

Rosetta Augustus arrived at the tallest spire of the Obsidian Palace, pushed open a gate inscribed with runes, inlaid with gems and magical metal, and entered the magic laboratory at the top of the tower.

The laboratory was spacious and bright, the alchemy laboratory table and the arcane laboratory table with the inscription circle were neat and clean, all kinds of esoteric and valuable book scrolls were placed on the large bookshelf against the wall, and two puppets assembled from rune armor pieces and bronze torso were busy sorting out some miscellaneous items, and their movements were light and silent.

Seeing Rosetta enter, the two puppets immediately bowed and saluted, and then returned to work.

Rosetta looked straight into the depths of the room, where a dignified and steady lady in a lilac robe was approaching, she was none other than the legendary mage Lady Windsor Marpel, the current president of the Royal Mages Guild of Typhon and the chief mage advisor to Rosetta the Great.

The magic laboratory in the Obsidian Palace belonged to her, both as one of the places where she worked, and as a symbol of her special treatment and status in the Empire as one of the few outstanding geniuses in recent years.

"Salute you, my majesty," Windsor Marper bowed before Rosetta, "what do you command?" ”

Rosetta nodded, "I feel the power of the curse subside somewhat, and the thing calms down." ”

Typhon's royal curse of madness is a semi-open secret, and the presidents of the Royal Mage Guild, the Empire's best occult experts, are naturally the direct knowers of this secret, and for two centuries these brilliant spellcasters have been tasked with analyzing the curse and trying to find a way to deal with it, and the royal family has maintained their trust in them despite the fact that no significant results have been achieved to this day.

In private, members of Typhon's royal family would often speak directly to Windsor Marpel about the "madness curse".

"Subsided?" Windsor looked at Rosetta the Great with some surprise, "What just happened?" ”

"When I woke up in the morning, I felt it subside little by little, and after a few hours it returned to its previous 'normal' state, with no rebound and no further abatement," Rosetta detailed what he felt, in front of Windsor Marpel, who treated himself as an ordinary patient, which helped the legendary mage to better judge the situation, "I think there must be a reason behind this change in the occult field, I would like you to check it for me." ”

"Of course...... We can get started now. ”