Chapter 238 Chapter 236 Two Selves

Chapter 238 236. Two Selves

Sir Stoke was silent, he couldn't say anything.

Jon's question pierced into his heart like a sharp spear.

He knew that what Jon said was right. His morality and his ideas made him feel ashamed of his current choice.

But shame and embarrassment can't change any situation now.

"The contract about the blood-cursed orcs is actually a constraint in essence."

Jon floated above the tower, holding the old parchment in his hand, looking down at the master and servant who were slumped on the ground.

"The Dark Lord found you and signed his real name on this contract, which means that there is another soul in his body that does not belong to him. It is entangled with him and occupied his body. He needs your ancestors' research to help him balance the two souls in his body."

"What I want to know is very simple, Sir Stoke. When you made the contract, you must have known the two souls that were separated in his body. Who is the one who dominates the Dark Lord's body? Who is the separated soul?"

Sir Stoke's face was full of struggle, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his messy white hair fluttered in the wind.

He misjudged Jon's means. This kind of flying in the air and the ability to erase magic have never been circulated in any spell book. According to his idea, if Jon had the ability to subdue him from the beginning, why should he compromise with him for these days to overcome the secret on the stone slab together?

But now everything is irreversible. The contract is in Jon's hands, and he has no chance to take it back.

As for the memories in his mind, Sir Stoke did not lie. These memories that were stored separately were protected extremely strictly by the man.

No matter whether it was soul reading or Jon feeding him truth serum, there was no way to get any information related to this memory.

He sat on the ground decadently, with only a dead look on his face.

"Can you... defeat him?"

Jon saw his hesitation. He knew very well that Sir Stoke was not the kind of hopeless bad guy. On the contrary, he was very pure, otherwise he would not have said so much to him.

"Until the last moment, I don't know if we can defeat him."

Jon did not lie or perfunctorily, he said seriously.

"But it is because this matter is unknown that it is worth doing, isn't it?"

Sir Stoke seemed to have made up his mind, and he let out a long breath.

"There's not much I can tell you, because even when I signed the contract, I knew very little. I may have known those things before, but this part of my memory has been erased forever."

"You're right. The man used my ancestor's research not to separate the souls of humans and animals, but the souls between people, but the souls he separated were actually his own."

Jon frowned and repeated Sir Stock's last words

"Himself?"

"I can conclude that even if the distinction is made, the two souls are definitely one person, but they have different thoughts, and the consciousness that found me and made me sign this contract is the consciousness that always takes the initiative."

Sir Stock looked at Jon.

"This contract can't make him rest assured. It can only be a temporary measure. My ancestor couldn't really solve the curse of the blood-cursed orcs. The contract he created can only extend the time for the signatories to fully transform into beasts after distinguishing the souls of humans and beasts, allowing them to live beyond 30 years old. He is well aware of this, so he must be looking for other means to completely solve this hidden danger in his body."

"If you want to do something, destroy this contract, which will allow the originally separated souls to contact each other again. They are naturally opposed to each other because each consciousness wants to take control of the body, which will bring him great trouble."

"Finally..."

When he said this, the paleness on his face and the decadence in his eyes had faded. Sir Stoke's face became calm and he stood up with the help of Rabir.

"As a friend, I'll give you one last piece of advice, Jon Green. You'd better leave here immediately, take your classmates with you, and leave right away. The control of the contract in your hand is not in my hands. It is independent, and the man on it must have left something I don't know. He doesn't trust me, nor does he trust anyone."

Jon didn't have time to think about the information about the contract he had said, but his face suddenly became ugly, and he stared at Sir Stoke's eyes.

"Neville and the others didn't leave here?"

"After that man came here, this tower was only nominally under my control, but in fact, no one knows how many things he left here that I don't know, but I am sure that after the secret on the stone slab is solved, the preparations he left will begin to work, and you don't have much time now."

Jon looked at Sir Stoke deeply, he put away the parchment, and without any delay, turned around and flew into the tower.

He used the amplification spell with his wand against his throat, and did not take the stairs that seemed to be in a state of chaos, but flew down floor by floor directly.

Every time he passed a floor, he shouted the names of Neville and the others, but he never gained anything in front of them.

Just when he had flown to the 20th floor, the tower suddenly began to shake!

The trembling feeling obviously came from under the tower, and the movement became louder and louder, making the entire tower begin to shake!

Jon's heart suddenly became extremely anxious.

He seemed to have guessed what might happen next, and shouted in an almost roaring voice while still going down.

"Neville!!!"

"Here! We are here!"

Finally, Jon heard the response. In front of the door on the 15th floor, three sheep ran out of a doorless room. The transformation spells on the three sheep were failing and they turned back into Neville, Ron and Lee. The humanoids were shouting at Jon in response, and behind them were a large group of black cats chasing after them!

After seeing their situation, Jon waved his wand.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The spell took effect instantly, and most of the black cats were suspended in mid-air. They swayed their limbs subconsciously, but they could only float in mid-air as if they were weightless.