Chapter 8: The Delicacy of the Soul
As soon as he said this, Carl regretted it, he had no right to plunder the souls of others, let alone do such a thing.
But at that moment, this plan suddenly popped into his mind.
The smile on Polo's face bloomed again, and without blinking an eye, he reported a staggering number: "A thousand." โ
"What?!" Carl couldn't help but raise his head and said angrily, "I just want to get my parents' souls back!" โ
"As I said, the normal route is not possible. You can only take some less regular paths, either exploiting the loopholes in the contract, or paying a thousand souls honestly as liquidated damages. โ
"As long as you can provide it, I am a generous person and can not hold you accountable for the price of breach of contract." Polo said mildly.
He's a good devil, in every sense of the word.
"I'm a good-hearted devil, that's why I have such favorable conditions. You may have heard in the stories of your world what happens to those who break covenants. โ
"The devil will keep the contract, but that doesn't mean they won't retaliate afterwards."
Speaking of this, Polo suddenly thought of something, and his tone became more and more pleasant:
"Actually, it's not a lot of numbers, because it's a base value, and good souls will always be a little more expensive. I can provide you with a manual that contains a variety of methods through which you can either torture or lure those people into strong emotions. โ
"You may not know that the quality and taste of the soul will be completely different depending on the method and the different emotions brewing."
"Torture tends to produce a strong sense of hatred. This hot and spicy taste is neutralized with different degrees of fear of death, fear of sin, fear of torture, fear of poverty, fear of separation, and so on. โ
"Eventually, a series of souls sought after by the devil can be produced. The best quality of the product can be completely cold and soft in the mouth - it is a terrifying taste, but it feels like it is burning in the stomach. โ
Speaking of this, Polo's emotions also seem to be a little more obvious than usual.
With a little intoxication, a little excitement, as he usually recounts those tragedies, he continued:
"It's not easy to do that, though, only the most powerful torture masters can do it. Especially with those tenacious, faith-filled souls, which are the finest raw materials! They are often hard to come by, and only they can brew the best quality products โ whether they are tortured to the point of collapse or transcend those torments. โ
He slurred, as if recalling something, and then sighed: "Unfortunately, I am a good-hearted devil, and I can't see anyone being tortured, and I can't hear people crying out in pain. โ
Fortunately, the so-called torture is never the only kind of torture.
"There is also the temptation to fall in love, which is also a brewing method with a good reputation. Souls that fall in love are often very sweet, like ice cream. And because of love and hatred of the soul with an evocative spicy, some people's hearts are entangled, jealous, shy and other condiments are very rich in taste, varied, among us there is more 'every soul love has a unique taste' praise. โ
"And those experienced masters, those geniuses, have combined the two in the front to brew many unique souls."
Polo went on to say a number of things that made Carl creepy.
"Of course, there are also people who like to create tragedy, which is the most difficult way to brew."
"But it is the difficulties that make the most beautiful souls! They tend to be the favorites of the most discerning of demons. โ
"Those souls who have worked hard, those souls who have survived all kinds of hardships, those souls who have suddenly gained wealth, those souls who have suddenly discovered that they are omnipotent. Whether it's the lament of the former's failure, or the latter's madness after the sudden loss of everything in indulgence, it has a magic that makes people linger. โ
"And among them, there are also those souls who finally succeed in satisfying their own wishes, those souls who abide by their uncontrollable desires, and finally have no desires and no desires, and are very rare, but as long as they appear, they often create a sensation, making countless people fight for these rare treasures."
Polo's eyes lit up with excitement, and he looked at Karl with anticipation in his eyes: "If it's the last one, only one will be enough." โ
Okono Polo, is the devil.
Looking at the demon in front of him who was looking at him excitedly and expectantly, Carl was more aware of this than at this moment.
Okno. Polo didn't seem to realize how cruel his words were.
1,000 people, not to kill 1,000 people, but to torture 1,000 living lives to death, just to taste the pain they have in the midst of it, and to enjoy it.
Even if there is a so-called high quality as an excuse, there are so-called ways to reduce it, it means that at least a few hundred people will suffer a catastrophe that will not stop until they die.
Oknor Polo's fluttering words and pleasant tone all reminded Carl of what the devil was.
It is an intelligent life that is absolutely different from human beings, and their morality is not the slightest bit the same as that of human beings, and it is an "alien" that is different from human beings.
How should I get along with the person in front of me?
Karl exhaled deeply, slowly exhaling the fear that had just arisen in his heart.
"Aha! You're scared. Polo's took a deep breath, "Nice taste." โ
"I didn't!" Carl was reluctant to admit that even though he knew Polo knew he was lying, he didn't want to expose his weaknesses at this moment.
"1,000 souls are impossible, I can't do such a thing!" Carl turned the conversation back.
Polo calmly sat back down on the couch, a mysterious smile appearing on his face: "Of course, you definitely won't do that now." โ
"As for the kind of treasure you said." Carl shook his head again and said, "Since it's so rare, how can I possibly get it!" โ
"Really?"
Carl blinked, he reacted quickly, and suddenly thought, "You mean ยทยทยทยทยทยท"
He was silent.
He already understood who Polo was talking about.
Albus Percival Wulfrik Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, the greatest wizard of our time.
Although it was only a day of contact, Carl believed that there must be a great, coveted soul in his aging body.
Immediately, he thought of another person, the "savior" who did not know where he was. Since the story ends with him defeating the villain boss Voldemort, he is bound to go through countless tribulations.
Undoubtedly, that's a good fit for the job.