Capítulo 1061: Chapter 1059: My Na…
Seeing the shadow stand up, Richard felt a bit shocked inside.
Even though he was sowhat prepared, witnessing this scene really happening still felt a bit unbelievable.
He had already learned quite a bit about out-of-body experiences, which are a necessary part of a wizard’s ditation and training process. However, since he left the Blue Lion Kingdom and embarked on the path of seeking the truth of the world, he has t countless wizards, but, besides himself, he never saw anyone who could retain their consciousness and move freely after out-of-body experiences.
According to his previous guess, maybe wizards’ inability to retain their consciousness out-of-body is normal, like there is an invisible cover protecting these wizards, making them the ones inside the cocoon.
As for him, probably due to so bizarre factor like “transmigration,” he was born without that protective cover, thus becoming the world’s only Free, endowed with many conveniences.
And now, he saw a second Free.
Trying to steady his emotions, Richard looked at the shadow standing within the Eight-Ard Skeleton’s form and found that its shape was extrely vague.
It was unclear whether it was male or female, or even whether it was human—just a white silhouette.
This was normal because the form of a consciousness could be completely adjusted through the mind. If desired, one could beco a dog or a dragon. However, out of habit and so psychological reasons, he always maintained his consciousness in a human form.
At this mont, the consciousness of the Eight-Ard Skeleton had slight spiritual waves, and Richard heard a voice coming over, sounding a bit fuzzy and tender, like a baby babbling, but the content could still be conveyed clearly.
“We… have t, I am very happy… you don’t have to worry about , I an no harm, I only want to keep staying as I am now. If you really don’t trust , perhaps you could… sign a contract with , I guarantee I’ll abide by it and won’t breach it… of course, you can’t exploit like that tree…”
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The conversation between Richard and the Eight-Ard Skeleton started and continued intermittently for several minutes.
A few minutes later, having listened to the Eight-Ard Skeleton’s words, Richard sent his own “voice” to the other: “We can achieve the contract you ntioned—I will not exploit you; I will grant you freedom, but you must also ensure you won’t do anything detrintal to my interests.
Out of caution, after this exchange, I will set an observation period for you to supervise your behavior. Only if your performance is satisfactory during the observation period will I grant you true trust.”
“A…alright.”
“Good, it’s settled then,” Richard paused and asked, “But, I’m curious, what is your na? Since we’ve made a contract, we should call each other by formal nas. I am Richard Austin, and you?”
“My na…” The Eight-Ard Skeleton hesitated for a long ti before slowly saying, “My past is a blank for , with vague colors appearing occasionally—that’s fragnts of mory, flashing by each ti, impossible to grasp. So I completely can’t rember what I’m called, I don’t have a na.”
No na? Then how should I address you?
Mr. Skeleton?
Or maybe Mr. Eight-Ard?
Perhaps Mr. Crab, Mr. Octopus, Mr. Cuttlefish… Uh, cuttlefish have ten tentacles, that’s not the right number, can’t call you that… Looking at the Eight-Ard Skeleton, Richard pondered a mont and said, “Surely you can rember at least a bit? Even just a syllable?”
“Well—,” the Eight-Ard Skeleton hesitated again, then finally spoke, “I vaguely recall a na, but I’m not sure if it’s mine, or a friend’s, or an enemy’s, or sothing recorded in a book.”
“What na?”
“That na is—Gisjierqi Ga Gate God,” the Eight-Ard Skeleton declared earnestly.
“Ha?”
“Gisjierqi Ga Gate God,” the Eight-Ard Skeleton repeated, rather miraculously not mispronouncing it.
“…”
Richard fell silent for a mont, listening to the strange na, very much wanting to drag Bobbobovic here to have him exchange thoughts on naming with the Eight-Ard Skeleton.
With so many nas in the world, why insist on such a tongue-twister?
As far as he knew, being fluent in tongue-twisters in this world seems to add no advantage to spell recitation.
At this ti, the Eight-Ard Skeleton said, “If you don’t mind, just take that na as my call.”
Truth is, I do mind a bit… even without considering the complexity of the na, just its length greatly extends communication ti… Richard slightly adjusted his consciousness and said to the Eight-Ard Skeleton, “Actually, you might consider a shorter na as a calling.”
“A shorter na?” The Eight-Ard Skeleton’s consciousness stirred, “Hmm, I really do recall another na, not sure if it’s related to , but it is indeed short.”
“What’s that?”
“Anan.”
That is indeed short, only two syllables in total, comparable to the Witch Demon Elder’s na “Ah Fu,” both just fit to form an amnesia elder club.
“Do you think, maybe my true na is Gisjierqi Ga Gate God Anan?” The Eight-Ard Skeleton sought advice, “Perhaps addressing as Gisjierqi Ga Gate God Anan would be better.”
“Uh—I think I’ll just call you Anan.”
“Alright then.” The Eight-Ard Skeleton did not insist.
“Then I’ll address you as Mr. Anan,” Richard said seriously.
“Mr. Anan?” The Eight-Ard Skeleton raised an objection, “Why do you assu I’m a Mister?”
Richard was taken aback, carefully observing the genderless consciousness form of the Eight-Ard Skeleton, “Could it be, you are a lady?”
“I am not sure,” the Eight-Ard Skeleton responded, “I have ntioned that my past is a blank, and I don’t know if I am male or female.”
“So how should I address you? Without knowing your gender, calling you either Mister or Miss wouldn’t be proper. Even addressing directly by na lacks a bit of politeness.”
“I vaguely… recall I used to have researched many things, could be considered a researcher,” the Eight-Ard Skeleton said, “If you don’t mind, maybe you could call … Master Anan.”
“Master Anan? Alright, I’ll call you Master Anan then.”
“Thank you—”
…
After a long exchange, the issue regarding the Eight-Ard Skeleton, or rather Gisjierqi Ga Gate God Anan, was resolved, allowing Richard to put his mind at ease.
Afterwards, not pausing, he began handling various trivial matters.
For instance, placing minerals bought from Laisi City into storage, repairing various damages caused by Tin Wood’s escape, attempting to verify the location of the Truth Society’s branch on the surface—for future dealings with the dark-faced elder Oscar, and removing the minerals placed in storage for so processing.
Amidst the busyness, ti flew by swiftly, and in a blink, several days had passed.
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