Adam finally finished replaying Philippe d'Aubigny's memories.
By the time he opened his eyes, an entire day had already passed in the outside world.
He was seated on the couch in his private chambers at City Hall, one hand pressed against his temple as he slowly massaged his head.
A dull ache lingered in his mind.
It was not unbearable, but after absorbing such an overwhelming amount of information, Adam could not help but feel slightly disoriented.
Philippe's memories had not simply contained a few decades of experiences. They had contained the life of a man who had lived for thousands of years.
Adam had witnessed the rise of the Valouis Kingdom, its wars, its prosperity, and the gradual transformation of its founder from an ambitious young man into a paranoid old man obsessed with immortality.
More importantly, he had absorbed a vast amount of knowledge. One by one, Adam began sorting through the memories.
