Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1034 - 744: Let’s Play a Game of Gwent Card!

"At our current level, the soul cannot leave its body and exist independently for too long; the longer the time drags on, the smaller changes will gradually magnify."

"Selfish, indifferent, heartless."

"Similar negative emotions will keep breeding; not only that, even if you return to your body, many retained emotions will seep into the soul, becoming part of your personality."

"To completely eradicate them and return to the prior state will require an unimaginably high price, and more often than not, it’s impossible to get rid of them."

"Only the Immortals, who used special methods, perhaps due to their bodies completely dying, are left helpless in the Soul Realm forever."

"Of course, this is just my speculation; some also believe that if one wishes for the soul to be immortal, the physical body must be discarded. Only they have mastered a method to maintain the soul’s essence."

"I can’t provide too many details about this aspect; what I want to say is, you really should drink that glass of water, it was crafted by the teacher using special techniques, capable of greatly suppressing the soul’s decay in the Soul Realm."

"With that, you can endure until the end."

"All of this started because of me, I believe you should know the truth."

After hesitating for a while, Olivia repeated the critical information to Roger.

"Nowadays, whether it’s the kingdom on the other side or within the federation, most people have come to a consensus; that powerful and amazing body is preserved between reality and the Soul Realm, just like your and my bodies."

"Both sides are trying to find it; the first one to do so may win the upcoming war."

"I must admit, whether it’s mastering Alchemy or researching the body, you are ahead of most people."

"I thought the test would be simple, but when dealing with choices, the teacher becomes incredibly serious."

"Now I want to terminate this test, because it’s too unfair to you; the longer you stay here, the more dangerous it becomes."

"But then you wouldn’t be able to ascertain my condition." Roger suddenly spoke up.

"If I pretend nothing happened and continue, then I think I’m the one who’s gone insane."

"I understand."

Roger nodded, "Can I be alone for a while?"

"Alone?" Olivia looked surprised; upon hearing the truth, a normal person would unhesitatingly terminate this so-called test to preserve themselves.

"Don’t worry, there’s just too much information, I just need to think."

"Alright."

"I will come back to find you."

Olivia didn’t specify the time, because the perception of time here was indeed quite vague.

Losing a normal reference point, time becomes distorted.

Outside the window, it’s pitch black, only some naturally luminescent objects can illuminate a small area; the room doesn’t have obvious light sources, yet it’s still relatively bright.

Roger slowly leaned back on the chair; he considered many possibilities, but the eeriness here was beyond his expectations.

At this point, Roger finally realized the abnormalities within himself.

Too strange, his actions recently have been exceptionally odd, some logic and positions even feel disjointed, like choices made impulsively and haphazardly.

But Roger firmly believed that the choices he made recently stemmed from his judgment, with reason and basis, not impulsivity.

Precisely because of this, everything seems peculiar.

"Gained time in the Soul Realm, but at the cost of gradually losing the most essential qualities of being human."

"Does this count as a good deal?"

A clear judgment is that the longer you stay here, the faster your Soul Power increases, your strength skyrockets, bringing numerous benefits.

More madness leads to more strength, more strength results in more loss, eventually leading to new madness.

Everything forms a cycle; once you step in, it’s hard to extricate yourself.

Just like that strange woman said, since the records began, no one can refuse the temptation of immortality.

This might be true, but Roger believes more in the idea that the Soul Realm itself is the tempting devil that pulls anyone who enters here into the abyss.

Yet if he had to choose again, Roger still wouldn’t drink the water offered by Tristramy; anything affecting the soul deserves utmost caution.

Olivia thought all this was just beginning, but Roger knew that since the moment he arrived in this world, since he manipulated a corpse to open its eyes, he had already lost the connection with his body.

The soul is like a lonely boat drifting on the sea, and many of his recent actions can be explained by this point.

Honestly, besides finding his body as soon as possible, Roger has no solution for this.

Things happen naturally, without external interference, everything goes smoothly.

Unknowingly, one would completely change.

"Looks like you’re in a bit of trouble."

A voice came from behind, a familiar figure appeared by the fireplace, despite having similar appearances, their aura and speech attitude have subtle differences.

"How should I address you?"

"Tristramy?"

"Or Fate Coin?" fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Under the dim light source, the old woman’s face seems a bit sinister, yet this time she took the initiative to answer Roger’s question.

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