Chapter 1348 Forty–Nine Days

Robin agreed to enter the castle as Caius’s guest to gather information about the origins of the Soul Capturing Technique of the Netheris.

Caym had stolen Shirley’s soul, all to trade it for an ancient relic.

Suppose Robin resorted to brute force and tore through the entire Netheris Domain. In that case, it might push Caym and his cohorts to desperate and extreme measures.

In that case, Shirley’s soul might never return to her body.

For the sake of the woman he loved, Robin was forcibly suppressing his seething rage, handling the matter with the utmost caution.

This journey into the Netheris Domain had one objective: retrieve Shirley’s soul intact and unharmed.

Years ago, Old Fred mentioned a method of extracting someone’s soul–once removed, the soul needed to be housed within a living vessel for preservation.

That vessel could be a human, animal, or even a plant.

To ensure Shirley’s soul wouldn’t dissipate, Caym would have forcibly implanted it into another life form under his control.

However, such hosting had a time limit–just 49 days.

After that window closed, one of two things would happen.

The hosted soul would merge with the vessel’s original soul.

Or the vessel’s original soul would destroy the intruder, making resurrection impossible.

Either outcome would mean Shirley could never wake up again.

Wandering aimlessly in search of her wasn’t an option–he had to find her before the time limit was up.

Gyro Castle sits at the farthest edge of the Netheris Domain.

Long ago, this place used to bustle with warriors traveling to the Dark Woods to hunt beasts and pick Bloodshade Fruits. But as time passed, fewer made it out alive–and the place faded into silence.

Caius explained this to Robin.

In recent decades, only few warriors who ventured into the Dark Woods ever made it out alive.

As a result, people gradually stopped taking the risk.

The castle had grown desolate, with barely any outsiders arriving anymore.

Daphne, meanwhile, had been quietly observing something odd–why did the poor people i

land

seem content?

They looked like they enjoyed being enslaved, mistreated, humiliated—even beaten down.

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was the doctrine of the Crownward

established churches across various regions and mandated that commoners undergo ceremonial baptism starting at the age of

oracle of the Dark Syndicate, the lower–class citizens of

a result, in this life, they were destined to suffer through poverty,

they shed the shackles of sin and hope for

this fate–seck wealth, reject the syndicate, or violate its doctrines–the Supreme God would condemn their soul to the Soulforge Prison, a place of eternal

come to embrace ugliness as beauty, groveling like dogs in hopes of currying

these trash teachings of the Dark Syndicate back on

for Daphne, hearing it now was shocking–almost

how these people, deemed ‘sin–ridden commoners,

was nothing more than a lie crafted by the power–hungry leaders of the Dark Syndicate to justify

exploitation.

kneeling in the

such a

lord, the class that served the syndicate were called high

every order, or else the syndicate–or its

these high citizens served the syndicate’s elites well, they could

the castle’s guard captain, Evander, had a complicated expression–and a

they chatted idly, Robin and Daphne followed the castle lord’s guards into

165 feet wide outside the gate and walls

were visibly

many commoners were working to repair the

them in intervals all along the

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clean, unlike the chaos outside the castle, where vendors

passed by, the people on

with such a sight, it was hard not

into submission like livestock. Their servility

indoctrination had reached every corner of

the main estate, Caius immediately orders the attendants to bring new clothes for Robin

then invited them into the grand banquet hall of the

long tables were piled high with delicacies

side of the banquet was filled with Gyro Castle’s officials and

the elite warriors of

Warrior.

Daphne sat down, the castle’s

I have a

or a regional branch? Please reveal your credentials so we

and snapped coldly. “Evander! Apologize

30 years since anyone from the Crownward Syndicate has visited Gyro Castle.

cautious. If those Light Syndicate rebels have infiltrated us by deception, the Crownward Syndicate would have

fell into

beings of

was a

could such a person show up

gave you the audacity to question me?” Robin said flatly, eyes narrowed as he glanced at

hall went deathly

himself. “If you truly are Crownward Syndicate leaders, then you must

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were clean, unlike the chaos outside the castle, where vendors peddled their wares. Inade,

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