Although it wasn’t as difficult to make as the Philosopher’s Stone, to the extent that one wouldn’t even dare to attempt it—at least these two potions were still within Salvatore’s knowledge.
But at the ti, Annan was preparing to challenge the Spirit Monk, and Salvatore was very worried that if sothing went wrong, he might drag Annan down.
Therefore, even if it ant breaking his own self-imposed rules and risking his body being taken away, he still decided to release the shadow.
After all, the shadow was also a facet of Salvatore. Even though it was a personality opposite to Salvatore’s, he trusted her not to cause trouble at a critical mont.
And indeed, the shadow did not cause any trouble.
But Salvatore felt that this technique of "suddenly shaking a substitute into existence" was quite useful, so he beca sowhat addicted to it.
The relationship between him and his shadow had also slightly improved—Salvatore finally believed that even if the shadow escaped his control, it wouldn’t indiscriminately slaughter and destroy the world.
anwhile, on the other side, Kafney and Annan had already exchanged information.
Both obtained so very important intelligence.
Kafney rapidly relayed to Maria the content Annan had shared with her.
"...So, ’Storm and Heart’s Canticle’ has such an interpretation."
Maria suddenly realized, "The fourth page? Then I probably know where to look..."
But as expected, she didn’t need the Heart of Justice—this did not surprise Maria.
She never believed that ’Storm and Heart’s Canticle’ and the "Heart of Justice" had any connection. It was just that Annan was pressing her, so she ca to have a symbolic look.
"But rember to tell Annan to inform those two children inside..."
Maria was speaking to Kafney when she suddenly realized that Annan might now be sharing perceptions with Kafney, "Wait... Annan, can you hear ?
"Although I don’t need ’Storm and Heart’s Canticle’, you should still ask them where exactly ’the Heart of Justice’ is. Since she is the bearer of the Heart of Justice, she probably has a good intuition about where she might die."
Although Maria’s words were not very pleasant.
The content made sense.
In the Elves’ creation of the collective nightmare, only those who "beca pillars" could have their identities replaced by entrants.
In other words, "Nafry", "Flowing Light", "Julian" were those "available characters" who chose self-sacrifice to beco the cornerstone of this collective nightmare during the creation of the "specin archive."
If later generations possessed sufficient authority to enter this specin archive,
Based on their resemblance, they would be assigned to different "cornerstones."
This thod was used to pass down the Elves’ technology and their Transcendent abilities.
While Elves like Bofis and Atalante, who did not participate in this nightmare’s specin archive, could only exist as "NPCs" within the nightmare.
Having received Maria’s suggestion, Annan nodded and temporarily withdrew his will from Kafney’s body.
Although Kafney wasn’t a player summoned by him, she could feel his presence, hear his voice... this suddenly made Annan despise those foolish players.
—Why can’t we be so in-sync?
Don’t you guys love , the low-key planner?
I am truly a conscientious planner, much more so than others in my field...
And when we can’t be in-sync, you enter the replica without live streaming.
How then can I, disguised as an ordinary viewer, send you reminders through comnts?
But it’s not completely impossible to make contact.
"I still have to create a mission for you..."
Annan reluctantly began to quickly edit the mission docunts.
For those players far away, if news can’t reach them, Annan would create an easily achievable mission and then include the intelligence in the mission hint.
This is simply like being both a father and a mother.
—Other planners can freely sche against people, yet I still have to be a nanny here and occasionally take care of their ntal health. Is it easy for !
Annan muttered to himself.
He casually asked Victor, who was following him back to the room, "By the way, do you know a centaur nad Hilda? She should be from the Curse Power era... and Nafry Flal and Ernest Flal, are they Philip’s ancestors?"
"Where did Your Majesty hear these nas from?" Annan raised a question.
Victor’s eyebrows twitched and then he realized sothing.
"Was it the Specin Archive?"
Victor asked with a hint of surprise, "Is this the role of those ’eyes’? Such intelligence capabilities are almost comparable to the Three-Eyed Crow... No, it is even stronger and more flexible!"
"What do you think about letting them join the Hands of Winter?"
Annan casually ntioned it.
Unexpectedly, Victor paused for a mont, then gave a very affirmative response, "I think it’s excellent—not because of their intelligence capabilities, but because of their immortality and the trait of never betraying you.
"What do you think is the most reliable type of agent?"
He then turned the question to Annan.
Annan looked up and thought for a mont, "An agent who can guard secrets and also complete the mission?"
"In simple terms, an agent who can’t die."
Victor summarized, "During the Undead Wars, those ghost agents were notoriously tough. They could infiltrate silently and even assassinate so key figures... and they were also completely impervious to interrogation.
"And the youngsters you’ve summoned from the Dream Realm are even more reliable than ghosts."
"Even if they seem a bit unorthodox?"
"Even if unorthodox," Victor slowly said, "it’s better than being bitterly resentful."
Annan understood what he was talking about.
"You’re referring to the Curse Binding of the Hands of Winter, right?"
Annan leaned back in his chair, his eyebrows tightly knit, "You should also know... for the Winter family, this is the only way. It’s not about making them loyal, but making the Duke believe that they are loyal—that’s actually the more important issue."
Besides Annan, all dukes of the Winter lineage possessed the Heart of Justice and the "Sirens of Trinity."
For them, ability was the least important aspect. As long as they were not keen on this path, they could excel in it.
However, among these congenital, incurably severe depressives, it was easy for types of people who "doubted others" or were "irritably anxious" to erge.
The most reliable trait of the Hands of Winter lay in their inability to defy the duke’s commands and thereby not betray the duke... rather than freezing the emotions of others and themselves.
And this was the most crucial factor.
Because he knew they could not betray him, the duke trusted them even more. Precisely because the Duke of Winter was willing to trust them, the Hands of Winter could operate more freely.
—Not like the Crow family on Noah’s side, who had to consider their "position" constantly, muttering eight tis a day that "Crows should stand above the crown."
"However, since the appearance of the Winter Reverser, this trust also crumbled."
Annan slowly said, "Although my father and I haven’t said much to them or done much, those who deserved executions were executed... but the ’Winter Reverser’ is a symbol. After his ergence, the other Hands of Winter also knew that they would not be completely trusted by the duke—because the Hands of Winter can still betray. Hence, a barrier erged between us."
"So, you need to find new powers."
Victor seriously comnted.
Annan gave him a deep look, "Even if you are the actual controller of the Hands of Winter?"
"The actual controller of the Hands of Winter is Her Highness Maria."
Victor explained, "And before I am a Hand of Winter...
"... I am first Victor Frostword."
He took a deep breath, speaking earnestly, "A na—especially a surna is very important. It signifies one’s origin, this is the most fundantal ’Tradition.’
"It’s just like, you just asked ... about the na Nafry Flal, right. However, those nas are actually all part of the sa thing... they all co from the sa place."
"How so?"
"Because Nafry Flal is the mother of Philip Flal. ’Star-eye’ Hilda is the foster mother and teacher of ’The Rhetorician’ Philip... The na Philip ans ’friend of the horsen,’ which refers to Miss Hilda.
"Lady Nafry’s father was the inventor of the Specin Archive technology, and also an outstanding Ritualist. But before these identities..."
Victor paused, "He was my good friend and my comrade. A madman misunderstood by the Elves.
"— We both spent our lives striving to seal Curse Energy."
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