The consciousness of the soul was the most important part of a person.
It could be said that when the body died, there was still the soul, and under normal circumstances, it could live in the Netherworld for hundreds of years.
If you worked hard in the Netherworld and enhanced your soul power, you might be recognized by the Nether God and have a chance to reincarnate.
But if the soul was gone, it was really gone.
Another reason was that the human soul was very fragile, and if one didn't specialize in soul abilities and allowed outsiders into the soul, it was easy for outsiders to damage the soul.
It was like a child breaking into a glass room.
The slightest movement could damage the soul.
Besides, there would be a lot of privacy in the soul, good and bad, things that couldn't be known to others, and so on.
Under normal circumstances, if one didn't trust the other person very much, they wouldn't let outsiders into their soul consciousness.
Stephanie, as a princess and the future queen, could be said to be in a high position of power. Generally, such people were very extreme in their considerations and would be extremely distrustful of people.
So … Roland could actually come into contact with Stephanie's soul consciousness.
This didn't look right in Lady Bluebird's eyes no matter how she looked at it.
But she wasn't a talkative person, and since she wanted to suck up to the future queen, there were some words and ideas that couldn't be said.
When she heard Stephanie say "I knew it," she stood up.
Stephanie looked at her with some surprise. "Bluebird, what's wrong?"
Lady Bluebird smiled slightly. "I suddenly remembered that there are some important things to take care of, so I'll take my leave now, dear friend."
Stephanie thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I won't see you out."
"I understand."
Lady Bluebird bowed slightly and nodded to Roland, then gracefully left the room.
After she left, Roland sat across from Stephanie and asked, "You seem to know something?"
"Yes!" Stephanie nodded. "Some time ago, I went to the royal tomb to pay my respects to my ancestors and entered the inner tomb, and then I saw a glowing woman walking toward me."
A glowing woman?
Soul?
Roland thought about it and said, "What happened next?"
Stephanie covered her head and continued, "She looked a bit like me and eventually burrowed into my body. I asked the people next to me afterward, but they didn't see the woman or notice anything unusual. "
Cognitive interference?
Or was Stephanie the only one who could see that woman?
Roland thought for a moment and said, "A small area of your soul consciousness has been invaded. But strangely … the invasion did not continue. When I went in to take a look, I found that the invasion had temporarily stopped. "
"Is this good or bad?"
"I'm not sure." Roland thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you take a look at your soul consciousness?"
Stephanie shrugged helplessly. "I can't see the space of my soul like you can."
"I can take you in," Roland said sincerely, looking into her eyes, "as long as you're willing to trust me."
"Of course I can." Stephanie leaned forward slightly and placed her hands on the table. "What should I do?"
"Just give me your hand."
Stephanie put her right hand in front of Roland as she was told.
Roland, on the other hand, reached out and squeezed her wrist, then his mental consciousness followed their hands and burrowed into Stephanie's spiritual consciousness, using his own mental power to wrap Stephanie's spiritual consciousness and immerse it into his own spiritual world.
At the top of the huge pyramid, Roland suddenly appeared holding Stephanie's hand.
Then he let go of Stephanie's hand and said, "Okay, you can open your eyes."
In the soul consciousness, there was no physical body.
In fact, an operation like opening one's eyes shouldn't have existed, but the human consciousness was very strange. Even though the soul was shapeless, it would still take on the appearance of a physical body.
This was an instinctive habit, a concrete manifestation of self-knowledge.
Similarly, the soul could actually view the surrounding environment in 360 degrees, but out of instinct as a "human body," most people's souls were more accustomed to seeing only what was in front of them, and the untrained soul consciousness could only "see" what was in front of them.
Similarly, the soul's "opening" of the eyes was also a more symbolic than substantive action.
Hearing Roland's words, Stephanie's spiritual consciousness opened her eyes.
She first saw that she was standing on a high platform, and there was nothing else around her except Roland.
And further away, there was just an empty sky and white clouds.
It was just that in the western sky, a large area was dyed red, and a lot of lightning flickered and wandered in this red area.
Stephanie looked around and couldn't help but sigh. "Is this my spiritual world?"
She walked to the side of the high platform, looked down at the bottomless abyss, then looked into the distance, and asked, "This is a pyramid, what does it mean?"
"Probably the insecurity of power." Roland thought about it and said, "But I don't know much about psychology, so I can only make wild guesses."
Power?
Stephanie nodded. There was indeed nothing wrong with that. The future throne had to be hers, and if anyone dared to take it, she would dare to kill them, it was as simple as that.
She then looked at the red area in the distance. "That's what you call the infested area, right?"
Roland nodded. "That's it."
"Oh, it doesn't seem to be that big of a deal. Compared to my spiritual world, that red area is far, far too small." Stephanie chuckled.
Roland shook his head. "You can't say that. It's small now, but maybe it will grow in the future? When the red area is more than half of your soul, you will no longer be in charge of your own body. At one hundred percent, even your own consciousness will disappear, and you will become a completely different person. "
Stephanie's expression didn't show any nervousness after hearing this.
Instead, she looked around and asked, "Isn't it said that in the spiritual consciousness, you can see a lot of private things about yourself? Why can't I see anything? "
Roland crouched down, and with a hard thrust of his right hand, he directly dug out a stone brick from the high platform.
Then he crushed the brick, and at the same time, Stephanie saw a lot of fragments.
It was a scene of her and her husband having sex when she was just married.
The two of them were twisting and turning.
Her face turned red on the spot, and she glared at Roland and said, "What do you mean by this? Are you laughing at me? "
Roland shrugged helplessly. "I just pulled it out randomly. Who knew that things about you and your ex-husband would be piled up in such a high place in your spiritual memory!"
"I think you did it on purpose." Stephanie snorted unhappily, then asked, "About that red area, do you have any way to get rid of it?"
"It's difficult, I'm not a Mage who specializes in the soul," Roland explained. "Besides, there are no enemies in that area. You were just corrupted by its spiritual power, and the murderer is somewhere else."
"In the royal tomb?" Stephanie pressed her right hand gently to her face and thought.
Roland, on the other hand, took advantage of this opportunity to take in the surrounding scenery.
Everyone's spiritual consciousness was different, and Andonara's spiritual consciousness, for example, was full of sunlight no matter when and where.
In a small house by the sea, portraits of Roland were hung.
There were at least three thousand of them.
From this, it could be seen who was most important in Andonara's heart.
But in Stephanie's spiritual consciousness, she couldn't find anything related to anyone else.
It stood to reason that anyone with a normal personality would always have someone who was quite important.
Could it be hidden in the pyramid down below?
Roland thought about it and didn't delve into it. After all, it was someone else's privacy, and it was best not to look.
Soon, Stephanie woke up from her thoughts and asked, "Roland, if I take you to the royal tomb, how sure are you that you can find the murderer?"
"I can't guarantee it." Roland shrugged.
"That doesn't matter, it's better than sitting around." Stephanie took a deep breath. "I suddenly realized that if we chat like this, we almost don't have to worry about the content of our conversation being known by a third party. Roland, if you have anything in the future, you can talk to me in the spiritual world. "
Roland shook his head. "The proposal is interesting, but it's not a good idea."
"Why?"
"Because your spiritual power is too weak, and I'm trying to suppress my spiritual fluctuations now, so you don't feel uncomfortable."
"Then continue like this in the future," Stephanie said matter-of-factly.
Roland shook his head. "Once or twice is no problem, but more times, the fragments of my spiritual fluctuations will scatter more and more in your spiritual world, and eventually you will be affected by the fragments of my soul, and your personality will gradually become similar to mine, and eventually even identical. This is also a kind of erosion, understand? "
"What a pity." Stephanie shook her head rather regretfully. "So Roland, do you have time to help me go to the royal tomb and see what's going on?"
"Of course, no problem." Roland nodded.
Stephanie laughed lightly. "Thank you, I won't let you do it for nothing, money …"
"No need." Roland waved his hand and interrupted her. "We're friends, and I'll help you with something like this if I can. There's no need to pay, it's too distant."
Stephanie looked at him for a moment and laughed lightly. "Yes, we're friends."
The two of them withdrew from Stephanie's mental world, and the latter was just about to stand up when she found that she was a little dizzy and fell back into the chair.
Roland used a Sobering Spell on her and said, "Take a break, your soul is too weak, and after staying in there for so long, it's bound to be a little uncomfortable."
Stephanie pressed her hands to her temples and said slowly, "It seems that I'll have to find some time to practice magic properly in the future."
Stephanie was also a Mage, but not as good as Roland.
Stephanie was a long-range shooter, and of the eight major subjects, she only scored sixty points in evocation, and the other seven were all zeroes.
In contrast, Roland's evocation and spatial magic could both score about eighty points, and the other six subjects were all above the passing mark.
After a while, she felt her head was much more comfortable and asked, "By the way, how are the young masters I sent out?"
"Quite obedient." Roland smiled and said, "They're receiving guidance from professionals in our clan, and presumably in half a year, you'll see them with a greatly changed mental appearance."
No kidding, that big furnace could even make steel out of waste, so it was still possible to change the mental appearance of a group of noble young masters.
"I also heard that you guys got a lot of succubi, and there's something called a succubus contract?"
Roland had been a little bored, and seeing that Stephanie took the initiative to talk about it, he said excitedly, "What, the Fareins royal family is willing to accept the succubi?"
"Of course not! We don't have any good feelings toward the devils. " Stephanie immediately refused. "I'm just curious, why don't you contract one? I heard that succubi are very charming, don't you want to try them?"
Roland looked at her as if she were an idiot.
This made Stephanie deeply uncomfortable, and after a while, she said helplessly, "I know, it must be because Andonara is too good, too beautiful, and you're too proud to like a succubus now."
Roland still didn't say anything.
In fact, that wasn't the reason at all. Roland was also a man, and he had all the little thoughts a normal man had.
He would also find succubi attractive.
But the problem was … he had two women, and any more and his kidneys really couldn't take it.
Seeing that Roland didn't say anything, Stephanie stood up. "I feel much better now, let's go to the royal tomb together."
"Okay."
The Fareins royal tomb was on the western outskirts of the capital, located in a U-shaped valley.
The entrance was heavily guarded, and on the peak of the valley, there were also two troops stationed all year round.
One was an ordinary infantry unit, but they were quite elite. The other was an elite archer unit.
After entering the entrance, the carriage went in along the bluestone path, which was straight and surrounded by many beautiful trees and grass.
After about ten minutes, the carriage stopped.
Roland jumped down and saw a huge mountain towering in front of the carriage.
The mountain was very straight, almost vertical from the peak to the foot, and in the middle of the mountain, there was a huge yellow copper gate.
Many people would think that it was a gate made of gold when they first saw it.
The gate was large, about a hundred meters wide and about two hundred meters tall.
This thing was a behemoth that ordinary people couldn't possibly push open.
Roland examined the golden gate for a moment and then saw that it was actually copper.
Pure copper was golden when it wasn't rusty.
And near the gate, there were two small garrisons.
Seeing Stephanie and Roland, someone immediately trotted down, walked up to Stephanie, bent over, and shouted, "Your Holiness, First Princess, why are you here again?"
"Can't I come?" Stephanie looked at the man, her tone rather unfriendly.
"I wouldn't dare." The soldier ran down on one knee and said nervously, "First Princess, someone has already gone in from the royal tomb, and according to the rules we received, only one person can go in at a time when it's not a sacrificial time."
Stephanie glared at the soldier. "Who is it?"
The soldier was too frightened to move. "The Third Prince."
After a long pause, Stephanie snorted and said, "I'll just see what the Third Prince is up to."
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