Chapter 206 Casefile 7: Lich Formation (9)
No matter how bad of a student he was, Mi You had used his soul's true name under the guidance of the great magician Mebucha in his past studies.
Granted, this crap is hard to write, draw, and remember, but everyone's Soul True Name has some similarities. To Takumiu, a person from another world, it's like a modern hand-drawn payment QR code.
——If everyone could recognize the difference in the appearance of a QR payment code at a glance, there probably wouldn’t be so many cases of people stealing money by replacing payment codes.
But as an artist, Mi You was still sensitive enough to sense that something was wrong. She realized that the parchment with her true soul name was most likely swapped... Perhaps from the very beginning, she had entered a huge scam and could not extricate herself.
However, the magic circle was already in operation, and she couldn't remember how to write her correct real name. In desperation, she simply gave up and drew an absolutely wrong real name.
Since she can't survive no matter what, all Mi You can do is to completely destroy the plan of the mastermind lurking beside her and make their efforts go to waste!
——This practice of everyone being unhappy together may be an old tradition that has been passed down from the Kingdom of German to the Principality of Huntington.
An erroneous red light flickered in the magic circle.
The true name of the soul written into the magic circle by Mi You belongs to the soul of a deceased person in another world. She is not completely compatible with this magic circle, but she is summoned from a distant other world by the power of the magic circle and pulled into this wonderful magical time and space.
Mi You's body gradually disintegrated under the pressure of the magic circle, and her soul escaped from her collapsed body. A skeleton took shape in the coffin in the center of the magic circle, and the soul's light ball poured into the life box bound to it.
Just as the magic circle should have continued to generate flesh, skin, and hair, it suddenly got stuck and reported an error.
Number Four: "What's going on?!"
Mi Funa hurried forward to check. She picked up the parchment on the ground and finally realized that Mi You had written the wrong name. "Damn it! Mi You's hand was shaking and he wrote the wrong real name!"
She did not write down Dre's real name, so the magic circle naturally could not construct Dre's appearance out of thin air based on Mi You's imagination.
Number Four's mind went blank for a moment. "Wait, what the hell did she come up with?"
"It was a magical accident..." Mi Funa looked at the skeleton in the coffin and suddenly felt that the skull's face was extremely hideous and terrifying. The hairs on her back stood up. "Most souls summoned by magical accidents have unfathomable power... We can't stay here for long. We must evacuate immediately before it wakes up!"
"But that phylactery, those materials... everything we prepared before, could it be that it's all gone to waste?" Number Four asked in disbelief. "Do you know how much manpower and resources we put into preparing this ceremony? When the master asks about this, what will you say?"
"We'll talk about the rest later!" Mi Funa noticed the skeleton's finger bones flickering and immediately pulled Number Four out of the basement. "The magic circle hasn't been fully activated yet. That half-finished lich will be extremely hungry when it wakes up! We're all on its menu!
"Anyway, we've already made a backup plan to prevent Mi You from failing. Now that things have come to this, the most important thing is to save our lives!"
They quickly climbed over the wall from the backyard as if they had never been there.
Soul Fire's memory came to an abrupt end, but Jiang You already knew what happened next.
It may be several minutes, or several hours, or even several days later, her soul that was pulled into this world finally merged with the life box and skeleton. Her pupils lit up, she woke up slowly, and crawled out of the coffin in a daze.
"I see." Jiang You touched his jawbone, "It's quite similar to our previous deduction."
"The magic circle didn't complete its operation, so Mi You only died, but she still retained her soul...at least most of it." Andrei pondered. "This also explains the origin of the note at the Nether Festival. She didn't die in the sacrifice, which is a good thing. Are there other memories in the soul fire?"
Jiang You continued to stuff a large mouthful of ice powder soul fire into his mouth. This time, they saw the furious Drexi, the trembling Mi Funa who dared not speak, and the kneeling No. 4 with whip marks all over his body.
"Failed!" Drexi's jaws clattered angrily, making an unpleasant friction sound. "All these years of preparation have gone to waste! I shouldn't have trusted you and bet everything on that loser Mi You! I need a body! I can't stand this hateful, ugly skeleton anymore! I need fresh flesh!"
"Why not try possession?" A voice that was somewhat familiar to Andre and Jiang You came from the side. They turned around and saw the picture of their memory extending forward, revealing Valentine leaning on the chaise longue.
The playboy count swirled his red wine glass lazily, "Mother, your phylactery is ready. Perhaps, if you only let go of your obsession with your appearance and choose another body, you will be able to free yourself from this skeleton."
"Ah? Mother? Did he just call Dresi mother?" Jiang You was dumbfounded. "Isn't he King Rudolf's illegitimate son?"
"Another lie." Andre frowned. "It seems that Dresi gave birth to twins... This would explain those confusing words Valentine said to Brother Winston earlier."
"I received a piece of news that Baron Chandler has squandered countless money and has squandered all his family property. He also owes a lot of foreign debts. He plans to sell the notebook of his father, the old Baron Chandler. According to the news he released, this notebook contains the last secrets of the royal family of the previous dynasty." Valentine said.
Dracy's skull became even more hideous. She gnawed on her thumb knuckle. "Old Chandler is dead, so why would he leave behind a notebook? He did so much for me back then. Could it be that he wrote it all down in that notebook?!"
"I have an idea," Valentine said. "We can use the mysterious Rose Hill as a stage and invite Madame Butterfly to host a party. At this party, we can gather together all those enemies who intend to leak our past intelligence and those who have betrayed us, and deal with them one by one. And among these people, we can choose a suitable body for you... What do you think of Baron Chandler's young and beautiful wife? She is also very beautiful, with beautiful blonde hair."
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