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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this was the doctrine

and mandated that commoners

Syndicate, the lower–class citizens of the Netherts Dam were burdened with heavy sins

this life, they were destined to suffer through poverty,

so could they shed the shackles of sin and hope for a better reincarnation,

the syndicate, or violate its doctrines–the Supreme God would condemn their soul

groveling like dogs in hopes of currying

of these trash teachings of the Dark Syndicate

hearing it

these people, deemed ‘sin–ridden commoners, actually believed

was nothing more than a lie crafted by the power–hungry

exploitation.

in the streets, Daphne was utterly

could such a

the class that served the syndicate were

bound to obey the syndicate’s every order, or else the syndicate–or its clerical enforcers–had the

citizens served the syndicate’s elites well, they could

noticed that as Caius spoke, the castle’s guard captain, Evander, had a complicated expression–and

followed the castle lord’s guards into

Earth–style fortresses, with a moat about 165 feet wide outside

were visibly

commoners were working

see them in

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unlike the chaos outside the castle, where vendors peddled their wares. Inside, there were none of those

on either side of

sight, it was hard not to

been trained into submission like livestock. Their

Syndicate’s indoctrination had

Caius immediately orders the attendants to bring new clothes

invited them into the grand

were piled high with delicacies from across the

filled

the seats were the elite warriors of

Warrior.

Daphne sat down, the castle’s guard captain, Evander,

I have a question,”

from the Crownward Syndicate. Are you stationed at the main or a regional branch? Please reveal your credentials so we may

snapped coldly. “Evander! Apologize

Syndicate has visited

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

hall instantly fell into hushed

Crownward Syndicate’s masters were beings of immense

one was a Peak

person show up

said flatly, eyes narrowed

went deathly

himself. “If you truly are Crownward Syndicate

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outside the castle, where vendors peddled their

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