663 The Other Lawrend's Soul
“Master…”
Ramiela stood beside him and stared at Nephilim with excited eyes. As her mother, Ramiela didn’t want to be left out at the most important mont of her daughter’s life.
Nephilim slowly opened her eyes and squinted at the blinding sun above her.
She turned to the side and looked at Lawrend and Ramiela.
“How was it?” Lawrend asked.
“If you feel anything wrong, tell your father quickly,” Ramiela said anxiously.
“Mother, I feel better than before. I can sense light mana in the surroundings and my mind feels clearer than before,” Nephilim replied with a wide smile on her face.
It was rare for her to smile like that. Ramiela knew that her daughter was truly happy with the outco, so she felt happy for her too. She leaned on the mattress and embraced her.
“Serve your Father well in the future. You will be his sword. Your mother doesn’t have the sa talent you do,” Ramiela said with a heavy tone.
She knew her limits. Since the Goddess created her, she wasn’t able to beco stronger. It was as if the Goddess created her at that power level and didn’t give her the possibility to beco stronger.
“Mother…”
Nephilim wanted to deny her mother’s words, but she could tell that it was useless. Indeed, Ramiela had tried finding ways to improve but all she could do was refine her spells. It reached a point where she could almost insta-cast two spells at the sa ti.
“That won’t be your limit. I will help you once I beco a Heaven Mage,” Lawrend said.
He sighed at the fact that his maids all had inferiority complexes. They all thought that he would leave them one day. It was honestly depressing for Lawrend because he wanted to spend the rest of his life with them.
“Thank you for the kind thoughts, My God,” Ramiela replied and smiled at him sweetly.
“Stand up, Nephilim. Familiarize yourself with your magic with this spell,” Lawrend said and passed her a small piece of paper.
Written on the paper was a basic foundational light magic spell. It could have countless transformations in the future. The only limit was her imagination. If she could imagine a light dragon, she would be able to create a light dragon. That was how great that spell was.
Lawrend created it soon after finishing connecting the elents together.
“Thank you, Father! I will be your sword in the future! I will help you stomp on your enemies!” Nephilim said and bowed.
She seed to have grown for several years because of the improvent of her soul magic. Maturity was caused by greater ntal developnt, after all.
Lawrend nodded his head and urged her to get down.
“Next, Veronica. I will be calling all of you from the order you finished. This should give enough ti for the rest to contemplate the booklet more,” Lawrend said to his seven other children.
They nodded their heads and Veronica walked forward. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
Since Veronica’s mana pathways weren’t filled with her mana yet, it was significantly easier for Lawrend. He directly dived into her mind.
Once inside, Lawrend stopped.
He squinted his eyes and carefully approached the soul at the center.
It was the other him. The soul was still the sa except for so chains wrapping around him.
“You’re still alive…” Lawrend said with fury in his eyes.
“Father?”
Instead of Lawrend’s voice coming out from the other Lawrend’s mouth, it was Veronica’s soft and young feminine voice. Lawrend relaxed and realized that sothing must be wrong.
“This… How do I fix this?” Lawrend wondered to himself.
The soul in Veronica’s body was never fully recreated. It was still the other Lawrend’s soul. Lawrend never thought that he would ever see this guy again. His hatred for him flared up again.
Lawrend floated over and touched the chains.
“How does this feel?” Lawrend asked as he tugged on the chains.
“Ahh… It hurts…” Veronica said with great pain.
“‘The soul is sothing that should not be tampered with’…” Lawrend repeated the Goddess’ words.
He could still rember her saying that ‘He’ created it.
“Is she wrong, or is she right?” Lawrend beca confused.
He thought that he was correct that the Goddess was trying to suppress him from learning soul magic, but seeing the state of Veronica’s soul told him that it wasn’t as simple as that.
“I need to ask her.”
Lawrend was nervous. He didn’t want to carelessly touch Veronica’s soul. It might kill her current personality and reawaken the old Lawrend. At that point, she would be deader than dead.
Lawrend quickly left Veronica’s body and returned to his soul.
Everyone was confused at his quick return. It hadn’t even been a few minutes yet.
Inside his body, Lawrend contacted Valentina.
“I want to et the Goddess again,” Lawrend said to her.
“What?! Are you crazy, Master?! What happened inside Veronica’s body?” Valentina curiously asked with great shock.
“The other Lawrend’s soul is still there. It’s simply chained. I need so advice from her on how to fix her,” Lawrend replied.
He was out of options. Except for the Goddess, he couldn’t think of anyone else that could answer his question.
“…”
Valentina stopped her anger and stared at Lawrend in shock. She knew about the story of how Aezel seduced Lawrend to impregnate her to give birth to Veronica and that required his soul. And instead of his soul, he offered the soul of another Lawrend.
That story puzzled Valentina when she heard it but didn’t think much about it because it was already done. The situation now made her think of a possibility.
“Was that… really you, Master?” Valentina carefully asked.
She wasn’t fully aware of Lawrend’s past. After all, the present was more important for her than the past since she experienced horrible things back during the ti when she was still alive.
“He is and he isn’t. I think I’m the soul of the real Lawrend, and…
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