"Ahh Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The shrill voice suddenly burrowed into Serent's mind and complained.

Sellant was startled, he didn't understand how this voice came directly into his head, could it be that he was possessed by the legendary evil spirit?

"Don't be surprised, little one, I am activated by your divine power, so I can communicate with you directly in your mind through your divine power. The shrill voice seemed to sense Celant's thoughts immediately, and gently comforted him.

"And will you finally take control of my body?" asked Celant, fearful, after Alfie had taught him about Martina and Catherine, who had been in symbiosis with two spirits.

"Don't worry, I'm just a part of someone's memory, not a soul, so there's no such thing as taking control of your body. The shrill voice patiently soothed.

When this memory was isolated, it seemed to be well prepared, and although it was only a part of the memory, it had a highly anthropomorphic performance.

If this secret is known to other people on the mainland, it will definitely be shocking, the anthropomorphism of memory is already a height that only gods can reach, how terrifying the owner of this memory should be.

Fortunately, Celent did not have such a wealth of experience and knowledge, and he was simple and kind, and when he heard the shrill voice explain, he immediately put his mind at ease. He instinctively felt that the voice was not malicious, and he didn't want to believe that the memory brought by the insignia of the Eye of Light could be linked to something evil. He preferred to believe that it was an oracle from the Lord of Light for his sake.

"I really didn't expect that this part of the memory was activated first, and the Holy See's power on the Continent of Eliad was really not to be underestimated. A shrill voice sighed in Serent's mind.

"That's nature, the Holy See is the greatest organization on the continent. Celent said proudly.

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from, but you have the same thing as that old guy. The shrill voice was full of disdain, "By the way, do you know Gyllenhaal?"

"Ji, Gyllenhaal?" asked Celent in shock, it was His Majesty the Holy See's Supreme Pope.

"That's the guy. A shrill voice affirmed.

"I don't have that privilege yet, and I probably don't have the opportunity to go to the Holy Mountain to see His Holiness the Pope since the Bavarian Mountains cut off all the mainland's communications and communications. Sellant said with great disappointment.

"But why do I always feel that familiar sour smell from you?" the shrill voice wondered, "Could it be that too long of dormancy has given me the illusion? By the way, what time is it?"

"The year 2119 in the continental calendar. Sellent didn't understand what the shrill voice was asking for.

"In 2119, I didn't expect it to be only fifteen years, and I thought it would be at least a hundred years old. This level of dormancy shouldn't have delusioned me. Little one, I asked you a few questions, and you answered me honestly. A shrill voice said.

"Absolutely. Hearing the shrill voice say this, Septant was completely relieved. Alfie once told him that if it was possessed by an evil spirit, the possessed evil spirit could directly look through the host's memory, but this shrill voice did not do so, indicating that this voice was not the kind of evil spirit in Alfie's mouth, at least this voice respected him enough.

......

The shrill voice asked in great detail, and he couldn't figure out everything after the cataclysm, and his questions even included "how is the situation in the imperial capital", "what are the recent movements of the imperial military department", "how are the various family forces in the imperial capital changing", etc., Silent has never thought about it, let alone know the answer.

Although there were a lot of questions and answers in the depths of consciousness, it was only a few minutes in reality, and finally the shrill voice said with a little regret, "It's a pity, little guy, it would be nice if you could pay more attention to the situation on the mainland, it would be of great help to me." ”

"Then you can ask Alfie, who is a very good bard, and should know a lot more than I do. Septic went out of her way to recommend her friends.

"It's a shame that I can't communicate with anyone but you, and even perceiving the world through your senses must first be approved by you, after all, my power is too small now. The shrill voice said regretfully.

"Is there any solution to that?" asked if he didn't understand, which has always been one of the best qualities of the open-minded and studious Sellant.

"This kind of thing can't be rushed, take your time. But there's one thing that's very, very important, can you promise me?" a shrill voice suddenly asked solemnly.

"What's the matter?" asked Celent. From the question and answer just now, he knew that this shrill voice was simply omniscient, omniscient, and this was only a part of the memory. Septic couldn't imagine how horrible it would be if it were a complete memory. He didn't know what he could do to help in the face of such an "encyclopedia".

"My existence must never be known to anyone, not even those closest to you, or it will bring us ruin. The shrill voice was a deliberate emphasis on anyone, and he knew from the question and answer that although there were not many people known to Serent, the Bishop of Fren, the Knight Vincent, and the bard named Alfie were enough to make Celent let his guard down and sell him by accident.

"Isn't it okay for Bishop Fren, Uncle Vincent, and Alfie either?" asked the naïve Severne.

"Absolutely not, they know that it will also bring them great danger and trouble. In order to dispel this idea completely, the shrill voice had to play a little trick, as long as the severity was raised to the point of personal safety, he believed that Celent would be tight-lipped. Through the question and answer just now, he also learned about the innocent nature of Selent.

"Alright then, I promise you. Surely, Celent was tricked, "Do I need to use the soul contract?"

"No, and I'm not a real soul, the soul contract is invalid for me. But as long as you keep it a secret, I'm willing to help you as much as I can. "Not being able to use the soul contract is a thorn in the heart of the shrill voice, and he can only pin his hopes on Serent's character, at least from the current point of view, Serente's character is trustworthy. ――If it were Alfie, I don't know if I would be able to have such confidence in my thin voice.

"And what do I call you, and how can I reach you if I need your help?" asked Celent politely, having no experience with this kind of direct conscious communication.

"Since I'm the first memory to be activated, it's okay for you to call me Mr. Alpha in the future. If you need my help, just gently twist the rosary with the mark of the Eye of Light and call my name in your head. Mr. Alpha patiently explained to Serent.

"Okay, no problem. Silent replied excitedly, and it was also a novel experience for him.