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Chapter 82. Ah, I'm Dead.

"It's true."

There was an unprecedented solemness on Rosswealth's face.

"It's hard to describe the 'texture' of that consciousness. How should I put it? it's cold, sharp, crazy... If it was a soul born from the holy sword, it should not be filled with these emotions..."

"You mean, this soul was stuffed in later?"

"It's very possible."

Char looked at Narshil the holy sword, and could not help but be stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to himself, 

"I have to find out how the church got its hands on the holy sword. The answer might be hidden in there."

"There's one more thing ..."

"What?"