The Duke of Orleans struggled to maintain his composure, but the shock in his eyes was hard to conceal.
He didn't understand a single word; he was simply stunned.
Knight Armand, who stood beside him, had recovered slightly from his initial astonishment. Yet, his gaze upon Murphy's phantom was filled with an unprecedented depth.
The distant, mournful song and the phantom floating in the distance made Knight Armand recall the silent figure who had departed from Blackstone Fortress ten years ago.
He suddenly felt that perhaps he had never truly known this former "comrade-in-arms."
Ostun and the Gray Robe Wizard exchanged a look, both seeing the gravity and a hint of excitement in the other's eyes.
Ostun narrowed his eyes. "A Soul Language that directly targets Spiritual Power... It really is Elementalization, and a high-level form of it at that."
The Gray Robe Wizard whispered, "'Changming Star'? What does he want to become? An incarnation of rules? Or something else?"
