Struggle in the Steam Age

"Please don't do anything, I'll come out right away." After waiting quietly for two or three minutes, just when Lawrence was about to run out of patience and was about to use magic missiles to solve all his worries, a voice as immature as a child came from It came out from the notebook, and then a faint phantom floated up from the notebook.

This phantom looks like a basketball-sized gray-white mist, and the whole shape looks like a water drop suspended in the air with its head facing upwards. It's just that there are two round milky white bright spots the size of pinballs near the top 1/3 of the water droplet, which may be its eyes.

"Okay, let's talk. You first introduce yourself, and then talk about why you want to absorb Mr. Fontaine's soul." Lawrence said, looking at the ball-shaped mist in front of him.

"I, I am the book charm who lives in this book." The gray-white mist whispered in the tone of a child, "I don't know where I come from, but I have remembered it since I was conscious. A lot of people wrote all kinds of stories in this book where I lived, and then some people scraped the words to record new stories."

"During this process, I was also taken from one library to another, from one home to another. In this process, I gradually became what I am now."

"After I have myself, in order to survive, I have to obtain energy from the outside world. Unfortunately, not all the people I meet are extraordinary, and only using consciousness resonance cannot meet my energy needs. Therefore, when the energy supply is insufficient I can only sleep for a long time under the circumstances. Fortunately, there are many kinds of powers that I can use. So I have survived to this day."

"So that's the case." Lawrence nodded and then touched the book after blessing a [Protection from Evil] on his body. After his hand touched the notebook, the magic on his body did not respond.

This proves that what the guy in front of him said is true, it is not some evil spirit creature in disguise, but a book charm just like what he said. This kind of miraculous creature is a relatively rare spirit creature. It is often produced by the long-term reading and learning consciousness resonance of a large number of intelligent creatures. It is born to be an excellent knowledge recorder and a creature of the absolute neutral camp.

What Lawrence felt was wrong just now was that Lawrence found clues when it left its sustenance to look around for food.

What makes Lawrence feel a little regretful is that the book charm in front of him is just an ordinary book charm. According to the introduction in the book that Lawrence saw in the library of St. Gutenberg Cathedral before, there are some variants of the book charm. It would look cuter. For example, in the notes of a retired superhuman, there was a book charm in the shape of a girl.

"I trust your self-introduction." Lawrence said to the cloud ball in front of him. "But why did you absorb Mr. Fontaine's soul? He is unconscious now."

"Yes, I do have a part of Mr. Fontaine's soul here, but that's what he asked me to do." Unexpectedly, the book charm admitted that it was indeed related to Little Fontaine's coma. "At that time, I felt that he was very distressed, so I came out and asked him what he needed to help? Then he said that he wanted to write a novel, but he didn't have any ideas.

"I told him that I could show him the story I recorded, and he agreed." The book charm said seriously, "In the end, he chose to check the memory of my last master."

"The last owner?" Lawrence suddenly became interested. "Who was your last owner? Why did Mr. Fontaine choose that story?"

"This, I can't tell you because of our agreement. After all, Mr. Fontaine wants to write a good novel. Telling you is equivalent to giving you the outline of the novel." The book charm seems to have a contract Spirit. "I can only tell you that this story involves a poor student who goes to school here, a leading courtesan on Mirabilis Street, a rich businessman and his wife. Of course, there is no one in this story except the poor student. Nice guy."

"Well, I respect you, and I promise not to ask these things again." Lawrence shrugged, and at the same time made up a short story of more than 100,000 words, full of various content that would be 404. But soon he turned his attention to business. "Then why do you need Petit Fontaine's soul?"

"I think that's because he's an ordinary person." The book charm seemed a little innocent. "Before I told him that because he does not have extraordinary power, I need a very small part of his soul with self-awareness to enter my soul as a bridge between two souls to form a soul resonance with me, so that I can I can take him to watch that memory, and I will return my soul to him after he reads it."

"You have to know that as an ordinary person, the only power that can maintain the memory process of watching is his soul power. But under normal circumstances, the loss of soul power for a day or two will not hurt any ordinary person. Of course, when doing Before all these things, I also told him all these contents, and repeatedly reminded him of the possible dangers in the process."

"But what I didn't expect was that I hadn't seen him since he left that day. And unless he came to me, I couldn't use that piece of his soul that made the connection between us. Give it back to him."

"So now I can only helplessly watch him continue to resonate with me and consume his own soul power. As a book charm, I don't have the initiative in this, so I can't cut off this process. "

"Okay, I think I have understood the situation." Lawrence also showed a helpless look on his face. It is obvious that Little Fontaine was too fascinated when collecting information, and has been hiding this adventure from other people. people.

So much so that in the end he passed out directly after consuming too much soul power, and other people didn't know what happened to him. In short, this is an accident involving supernatural power, not an attack made by some kind of evil force.

"Now I'm going to save Mr. Fontaine." After feeling that this young man was unreliable in his work. Lawrence said to the book charm parasitic on the parchment book in front of him. "I also need your cooperation during this process, otherwise you may be directly regarded as some kind of evil thing and eliminated."

"Yes, I understand." The gray-white mist moved in the air, as if nodding. "Please tell me what to do. I will definitely cooperate with you."

"Actually, what you have to do is also very simple, as long as—" Lawrence ordered a few words in a low voice, and then called Safir, who was busy beside him, and returned to Fontaine Manor together.

An hour later, in the master bedroom of Fontaine Manor. Under the watchful eyes of a group of servants and Mrs. Fontaine, Lawrence took out two pills and incense from a delicate wooden box and put them in the silver inlaid incense burner, and then activated the magic in the incense burner to start heating.

Then, amidst the wisps of sweet aroma, he kept making some complicated gestures on his chest while chanting some cadences, but no one could understand the incantations.

But at this time, if someone can understand, then he will hear that Lawrence is reading in Chinese: "Shariputra, non-form is different from emptiness, non-empty is different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form—"

After feeling that he was playing tricks, Lawrence lightly touched the position of his coat pocket three times with his elbow. At the same time, one hand pointed to Mr. Fontaine, who was lying on the bed, and shouted: "Wake up!"

As the words fell, a wisp of faint mist that was invisible to everyone except Lawrence flew from his chest to the head of little Fontaine lying on the bed. Just after that wisp of mist melted into Mr. Fontaine's head. With a few coughs, M. Petit Fontaine's eyes opened.

"Great, great!" Madame Fontaine rushed forward excitedly, hugging little Fontaine who was lying on the bed. "My son, I'm glad you're okay."