Underground of the royal palace, the Hall of Soul Molding.

The silver-white flow of light was like countless blood vessels, piercing deep into the huge heart at the dome, activating the core of the array. Between the "heart" pacing, a ray of white light shone straight into the pool below, like a frozen pillar of light.

Yalei closed his eyes, let the beam of light inject into his eyebrows, focused his consciousness in the stargate, and rushed upwards along the white light, and there was a sudden silence all around, only soft starlight sprinkled.

At this moment, he seemed to see an incomparably distant extraterrestrial star, flickering in the dark void, shooting down an infinite amount of light, all of which fell on the inside of the Soul Shaping Hall, flowing towards his body along the magic lead.

After exercising his physique according to the various techniques of the Tudor family, the black-haired knight's physical strength has improved, and even the total amount of fighting energy with Dawn is one percent higher than the original.

Once again, Yalei tried to sink into the realm of Void Fluctuations.

Soon, he felt a deep blue light stretching infinitely in front of him, spinning nebulae, heterochromatic celestial bodies, and ribbons of light that flew by.

In the end, all the scenes sank downward, as if going back in time, and even the consciousness of Yalei seemed to be squeezed by terror, and under the pressure released in that instant, he seemed to shrink hundreds of millions of times in an instant.

Big...... Great...... To transcend ......

The wonderful and distant rhythm reappeared with the black eyelets, and the voices that seemed to be the overlapping praises of billions of people became higher and higher, and finally slipped from the peak in an instant, forming an unbearable cry, an incomprehensible singing.

Suddenly Arei was pulled into the black eyelets, as if he had fallen into black ink. Nothing can be seen, nothing can be felt, nothing exists. Only a thick, oily, dark liquid swirled slowly. With his consciousness slowly turning like a whirlpool in the water.

However, this darkness is very soft, as if it were a quiet night, when night falls, everything is dormant and cultivated, and everything is peaceful and peaceful.

I don't know how long it took, but the darkness gradually stretched upward. Endless white light pierced Are's consciousness, and he felt himself falling downward, out of the darkness. Out of the starry sky, out of the blue glow.

“......”

The black-haired knight opened his eyes, glanced at the fading dome above, and withdrew his gaze. There was a sudden feeling of emptiness and fatigue in the body. And the soul consciousness is unprecedentedly full.

According to the comparison of the soul power when he escaped from the Pure White Sea, if his soul power was one at that time, it was now close to twenty, which was almost twice as strong as the first soul shaping ceremony.

At the same time, Yalei felt that after changing his body of dawn fighting qi, the star gate in front of his forehead and eyebrows became more firm, and he could feel a full bulging feeling with a little concentration.

"This feeling ......"

The black-haired knight tried to concentrate his mind. Immediately, I felt that the surging soul power was highly condensed, and there was even a feeling of turning from virtual to real. Then he rushed forward along the stargate.

Whoosh!

A golden light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and a very thin wisp of cold wind gushed out rapidly.

Ari immediately felt as if his body had broken free from its restraints, and suddenly swelled out, and as far as the eye could see, the whole world became eeriely silent again.

What's going on?

He turned around and looked at it, and was shocked that there was another version of himself standing behind him.

No, that's yourself!

When the black-haired knight realized what was going on, he suddenly felt a cold wind that penetrated deep into his soul rushing towards his face, and the chill was mixed with the sound of gurgling water, with infinite suction, almost dragging himself towards the void.

Don't you think!

Yalei knows very well that he is now in a state of soul detachment, and has been locked by the River Styx, to the point of life and death, and if he can't return to his body, there is only one way to die.

The black-haired knight made up his mind deep in his soul that he would never hesitate when he needed to fight for his life.

With the high concentration of consciousness, the soul power increased to a terrifying level, and the soul power that exceeded that of ordinary origin knights by more than twenty times exploded instantly, and he jumped backwards with all his strength.

In that cold and mighty suction, he was like a snail, struggling to support his full consciousness, little by little close to his body. The soul power was rapidly consumed in this process, and in less than a tenth of a second, more than half of it had already been consumed.

Almost, almost!

Yalei desperately stretched his consciousness and threw himself at his chest, and suddenly, a warm and heavy feeling filled the entire soul body, and the suction force from the River Styx disappeared at the same time.

"Hoo ......"

The black-haired knight exhaled in near-collapse, barely trying to keep himself from falling to the ground, and then subconsciously touched his head, feeling that the spirit that was still full just now was close to exhaustion.

This time it was a big death, if I had reacted a little late, I would have been a corpse now.

Recalling the ubiquitous terrifying pull of the River Styx, Yalei couldn't help but be afraid,

"How does it feel?"

Kenneth's voice could be heard from above the pool.

"It's fine. ”

He replied with a spirit.

"Your soul power after the first ritual is twelve, how much is it now?" Kenneth approached with the sound of a wheelchair rolling.

"Twenty. ”

"How can you enhance so much...... This doesn't make sense, the increase in the second conversion should be minimal, and there are hundreds of experiments to demonstrate!"

"Maybe it's a little different. ”

Yalei held back his fatigue, climbed up the wooden ladder to the edge of the pool, and glanced at Kenneth, who was full of surprise: "They are exercising the same kind of fighting spirit, and I, I am changing to a different one." ”

“......”

Kenneth's expression gradually regained its calmness, and after a moment of silence, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"In the final analysis, the fire of life is the power of the soul and the body to be conceived in harmony, and while you are familiar with both powers with your body, perhaps the soul is also replenished in the soul shaping ritual...... If your research continues, you may be able to materialize the soul that all mages dream of. ”

"Maybe. This matter is classified as top secret and no one can divulge it...... Damn, I'm very tired right now. Let's go back and rest first. ”

Yalei rubbed his temples, and after a brief goodbye, he quickly left the Soul Shaping Hall.

......

A day later, Aree and Charlene, carrying the materials needed for their debriefing, left the Highland Kingdom, transferred from the Gallic post station to an airship, and first went to Corsica.

Away from home for so long. The black-haired knight took the opportunity to go home, redeem all the property he had sold cheaply, and renovate his grandfather's grave by the way. Let his old man clean up his living environment

For Yalei, returning to his hometown as a knight and governor of the empire is absolutely not okay to shake his majesty.

Not only to shake, but also to shake hard!

Therefore. Before hitting the road. He sent letters to the governor of Gaul and the prefect of Corsica, informing them that he was going home.

As a result, it was clear that no one would fail to sell this little face, and when Yare returned to Corsica with the convoy of the Gallic governor and the guard of honour, a great commotion broke out in the peaceful and almost undisturbed town of Cape.

For them, it is a great honor for a teenager who once lived together and watched him grow up to become a big man.

The black-haired knight didn't know. As early as half a year ago, he and Lydia named. It has become a signboard in the small town of Cape. The townsfolk work together to put wooden signs on almost all the places they stay in during the off-season, proving that Cape Town is a great place for individuals to excel - can two high-ranking knights be produced here in a row, and other towns can do it?

When the black-haired knight saw that the familiar residents of the town were in the middle of the road to welcome him, he was almost uncontrollable and almost trembled into epilepsy, and secretly ordered the convoy to slow down, and only returned to the old mansion after a long time of being in the limelight.

The mansion was now being bought by a retired knight couple, and after a good conversation, Yare bought it back at a high price, and under the mayor's arrangement, he easily repossessed several olive estates.

In fact, this property is dispensable to the black-haired knight now, but after all, these inheritances lost from his hands should also be taken back by him personally.

What's more, those things are still the ancestral property of the family, and every manor is an amusement park when he was a child.

"Is this Mr. Maximilian?"

Charlene raised her face and looked at the bust of a majestic old man dressed in shiny full-body armor above the hall, and asked curiously.

"Yes. ”

Yalei brought a wooden ladder and climbed to the top of the hall alone, carefully wiping the cobwebs and dust from the stone statue with a cotton cloth.

"Grandfather ......"

Looking at the deep gaze of the bust, the memories of his childhood came flooding back to his heart, and the black-haired knight suddenly felt like a world away.

Sunlight came in through the windows on the east side, and was sifted by the curtains of hollowed-out fine flowers into a mottled mixture of pale yellow and gray black, and fell on the floor of the hall as if it were some mysterious text.

He turned around, and vaguely, the scene of running and playing in the hall when he was a child, and being grabbed and pumped by his grandfather flashed before his eyes.

The black-haired knight looked at the statue of the old man again, and as a child, he couldn't help but grab his grandfather's beard with his hands, and his eyes were slightly moist:

"I'm back...... I came back with the lost glory of the Bernsteins...... Have you seen them all?"

The old man looked at Yalei seriously, as if he was blaming him for not letting go of his beard, and as if he was looking at his grandson with concern, reminding him to always examine his body and mind and not to slack off.

"I will not stop there, I will always become stronger, become the best commander, spread the glory of the family to the other world, and fulfill your long-cherished wish. ”

Aree let go of the statue's beard, and his voice gradually changed from soft to cold.

"Yare ......"

The green-haired girl looked at her lover's back, and vaguely, seemed to be aware of his warmest side.

"Sorry, I'm distracted, there are so many memories here, I can't control it if I'm not careful. The black-haired knight walked down the wooden ladder, his expression had regained his composure, patted the dust on his body, and looked back at his grandfather's bust again: "When I finish sweeping my grandfather's grave, I will leave here, and I won't let you wait too long." ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm with you, it's the same wherever I stay. Charlene looked into his eyes and smiled sweetly with her hands behind her back.

"Thanks, you're really my honey. Yare stepped forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

After briefly tidying up the old mansion, the black-haired knight left with Charlene, and then walked briskly along the path in his memory.

A few hours later, they appeared in a barren rubble of rubble. The entire ruin is a pile of gray and white stones, which seems to have been built here as if it were once a large building.

"This is the Bernstein cemetery?" the green-haired girl looked around in surprise and covered her mouth: "It looks so big." ”

"Once upon a time, it was a castle, and my family had Jupiter in their family name. Later, I don't know why, in short, Jupiter lost the castle and collapsed, and then the ancestors simply used him as a cemetery. ”

Yare sighed and walked around the stone pile, and came to a fenced gate surrounded by a towering stone wall, on which hung several thick iron chains, and to which were latched a new brass lock.

"Bernstein's ancestors are all buried here, but I've sent someone to renovate it once before, so it won't be a lot of work. The black-haired knight took out the key to open the brass lock, and walked inside, carrying a shovel and a broom.

Jupiter ...... More than 1,000 years......"

Charlene's face turned white, she looked up at the sky, and felt that she was likely to stay in the cemetery all night tonight.

She walked into the cemetery, and when she entered, she saw rows of stone tablets, each with a round vaulted burial chamber, in which a kind old Bernstein slew.

Yalei walked to the first tomb, plucked three branches from the branches of the trees beside him, lit them, and inserted them in front of the stone tablet.

"What kind of custom is this?"

The green-haired girl looked at the three burning branches and instantly petrified in place.

"I don't know, anyway, the family has worshiped this for generations. After the black-haired knight had finished inserting the branches, he swept away the debris in front of the stele with his broom, and then walked to the second stele.

“......”

Charlene was stunned for a moment, and couldn't bear to see him sweeping the tomb alone, so she could only follow in a huff.

It wasn't until the evening that the two of them filled most of the steles with branches, and in front of the last stele, the green-haired girl reached out to pluck the branches, but was stopped by Yalei.

"Grandfather he doesn't like branches, we use something else. ”

The black-haired knight took out three cigars from his pocket, lit them, and inserted them in front of Maximilian's tombstone in a serious manner, and said something in his mouth:

"This is a cigar I bought from across the ocean and you will love the taste. ”

"Is it okay to use a cigar instead of a twig?" the green-haired girl glanced at him in surprise.

"Actually, it's pretty much the same, whether it's a twig or a cigar, it's a substitute for a spice, don't ask me which spice I am, I don't know. Yare bowed again, then stood up and let out a long sigh of completion as he looked at his grandfather's stele with three cigars in front of him. (To be continued.) )