Soul of Negary
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"Big brother, big sister, where am I?" Parry confusedly asked.

Earlier, he was still talking to a pastor, since his father had taught that he should maintain an amicable relationship with the white-robed men, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his neck and fell unconscious.

When he woke back up, he suddenly saw these two entities who had inhumane beauty.

That was to say, beauty still had its value. If the one who appeared in front of Parry was an ugly mug who looked like a villain, then Parry would now be trying to run while screaming for help, but since the one he faced was Negary, all of his guards had been lowered.

〖 You are already dead. We saved you. You should now let go of your previous identity 〗Negary curtly made three statements and arranged everything.

This Negary was the portion that Lan Shan, his embodiment of emotions, had been able to observe and comprehend, the crystallization of Negary's humanity, which took up 1/10000 of Negary as a whole. He was one of Negary's ten thousand aspects, the human aspect.

That was to say, this Negary was the part of Negary that was easiest to talk to, the friendliest to humans, and the one that loved them the most.

Of course, that didn't mean that Negary's human aspect would suddenly be partial to humans to the point of being their Saint Mother, his adhesion to Negary's rule of granting everyone an opportunity had simply been greatly magnified.

This Negary would provide appropriate aid to the innocent and those with potential, allowing them to mature more easily. Of course, there was still a price to pay, but it was much more lenient.

For example, Parry wasn't considered innocent. He was Dolan's son and was raised with Dolan's resources, although he hadn't actively harmed anyone, his correlation to their deaths couldn't be disregarded.

After saving him, Negary created a fake body to replace him, turning him into a normal person who has nothing to do with the Ashius family from this point onwards.

〖 Do your best. By the time you're capable enough to see me again, I will help you remember everything 〗after saying that, Negary's palm covered Parry's vision.

Before the young boy could understand what was happening, he fell unconscious once again. After this, his appearance would be changed, he would forget both his name and background, having nothing left but his knowledge up to this point.

Standing next to him, Lan Shan giggled a bit with her eyes slightly narrowed. If it had been the original Negary, Parry would have forgotten everything, having to rely on his instincts to grow stronger. If he couldn't achieve this, he would remain a normal person for the rest of his life, and the most he would receive was an emotionless piece of information.

But the human aspect had instead left this piece of memory, ensuring that Parry would not be confused when he woke up again.

…

At another location, Catho was prepared to act as if Parry was still alive and used him as a hostage to demand a ransom from Dolan, asking for the Spring of Life.

No matter who took the Spring of Life, the city lord Dolan would have been involved in that matter, so it was the best choice to demand it from him as the only lead Catho had.

Regardless of who actually possessed the Spring of Life, as long as the city lord wanted to preserve his son's life, then he would have to hand over the Spring of Life.

The only danger Catho had to face right now was how to safely retrieve the item he demanded while not being suspected at all, especially when the hostage was already dead.

During this process, if his identity was revealed at any point, he would have to bear the full brunt of the city lord and the cathedral's berserk vengeance, considering how much their reputation had been tarnished by letting the city lord's son be kidnapped while they were at the cathedral.

Even now, the pastors were still visiting houses one after another to investigate this matter, showing that they were panicking even more compared to losing their own children.

However, no matter how tough it was, for the sake of the Jugus family's glory, Catho had no choice but to gamble it all.

"Big brother, what have you been doing recently? I haven't seen you around at all" Ramillies peeked his head up, trying to help Catho move the trunk, only to hear the most severe scolding he had ever received in his life.

"Put it down, do not touch it!" Catho quickly took back the trunk with a strict expression, but as he realized that he had scared his brother, he slowly calmed down and said: "It'll just be a bit slower. Ramillies, your only duty right now is to train yourself and study as much as you can, just leave these things to your big brother, ok?"

After saying that, Catho started pulling the trunk down into the underground chamber. No matter what happened, he intended on bearing the sins alone and leaving his younger brother out of this entire matter.

Observing the Ceremonial Blade that remained on his hip, Catho understood that there were still a lot of preparations left to do.

…

Time quickly went by, and for the next few days, numerous people had walked across the little beggar without realizing that he was the city lord's son, including himself.

Looking at the poster that was put all over the streets, Parry felt nothing but envy. That kid's family members were worried sick for his absence, but he couldn't even remember his past.

Of course, he also had the wishful thought that he was actually the young boy in the poster.

But I'm completely different from the boy in the poster.

He has blond hair, while I have nothing but the most common brown-colored curly hair.

Suppressing his unrealistic wishful thoughts, Parry rang the bell on the door of the Eskin manor.

After being revived with this inexplicable information in his mind, Parry had closely observed his surroundings in an attempt to grow stronger, but the prerequisite for growing stronger was to first survive.

He had no status or identity, so he needed work.

The bronze bell rang from the other side of the door. After waiting for a bit, when Parry was about to get on his tiptoes and ring the doorbell again, he saw an expressionless man opening the door with a book in his hand.

"What's the matter, little boy?" Aureum's gaze briefly left his book and turned towards the one who rang his bell.

Initially, he didn't even know that the bell ringing meant that someone was at the door. It wasn't until the city's public enforcers thought that he had fallen victim to another attack and forced their way inside that he understood a ringing bell meant someone was looking for him.

"Greetings, sir Baron, I want to find a job. I've been observing for a while and saw that your manor doesn't have any servants or managers. I just happen to know a lot about these matters"

Parry had been living in a similar manor for his entire life. Thanks to his excellent upbringing, his observational skills were quite decent, so he had relatively detailed knowledge in many things, and even if he had forgotten who he was, he had managed to retain this knowledge.

"No, you are too young. Furthermore, many people have already been killed in this manor. This is a cursed place, you should just leave" after giving his reply, Aureum started heading back into the manor.

All the daytime workers who were previously employed here had asked to quit just a few days ago, saying that the manor was cursed. Of course, the majority of them knew very well what had happened, but they simply didn't want to get involved with trouble.

"After the end of the Age of Flames, the so-called Evil Spirits of the past have ceased to appear. Even the witches of the past have mostly gone extinct, so a curse is nothing but nonsense" Parry had a lot of relative knowledge. He knew about these obscure pieces of trivia, but he had no idea about the wickedness and schemes that the human mind could conjure up.

"Are you very knowledgeable about these things?" Aureum halted his steps and asked.

Even though he had learned a lot of information through this human body and gradually gotten accustomed to human customs and etiquette, he was still mostly clueless about the numerous formalities of the human race. The only thing that could touch his mind right now was knowledge.

"I can remember that someone had taught me this, but I don't remember who, I don't even remember who I am" Parry smiled bitterly.

"So you do not know for sure who you are either?" Aureum suddenly understood what the emotion of 'sympathy' meant, so he turned around again and opened the gates of the manor: "Come inside first"

"Thank you, sir Baron"

"No, just call me Aureum" Aureum didn't really understand what kind of qualitative changes there would be for such diverse forms of address. He had simply looked up the meaning of his current name – He Who Loves Learning – so he preferred that others called him Aureum.