"Wait a moment, I will go and wake her up." The Wise Sovereign finished speaking, stood up, and left the lounge.
The door to the lounge was open, and Angel could see the Wise Sovereign did not walk towards the great hall but ventured deeper, towards the bedroom he had mentioned... the place where he rested after transforming into his true form, the Triclops Blue Demon.
In less than half a minute, Angel heard the footsteps of the Wise Sovereign returning.
Upon returning to the lounge, Angel noticed that the Wise Sovereign had a palm-sized statue in his hand.
Perhaps because he noticed where Angel’s gaze landed, the Wise Sovereign placed the statue on the table while laughing: "This is where my old friend rests; I sculpted this statue based on her appearance."
The overall color of the statue was a heavy white, with slight beige hues in the pure white. Under the light source, the reflected light wasn’t glaring, somewhat like refined milk, smooth and soft.
And this close-to-skin white color wasn’t modified after; it was the material’s original color.
This was truly rare.
To know, the material used for this statue was the Soul Soothing Stone, which typically came in grey or black. White Soul Soothing Stones are exceedingly scarce.
Nonetheless, the color of the Soul Soothing Stone actually doesn’t affect its function. However, the color extremes black and white both influence the stone’s duration.
Among them, the lifespan of white Soul Soothing Stones is roughly double that of black ones.
Meaning, if a soul is placed in a black Soul Soothing Stone, it can maintain peace for five hundred years. Placed in a white Soul Soothing Stone, it can maintain peace for a thousand years.
According to the purity of the color, this number might be higher.
Judging by the quality of this white Soul Soothing Stone, Angel estimated that the soul within would show no signs of decay for at least two to three thousand years.
Of course, the premise is that the soul is in a peaceful state, which means a dormant state. If the soul is awakened and its consciousness leans towards extremity, even in the Soul Soothing Stone, it might still decay into the undead, although the chances of decay would certainly be lower than outside.
Though the white Soul Soothing Stone lasts longer, its effect is similar to that of the black one. Using black Soul Soothing Stones consistently and replacing them when the effect is insufficient is perfectly feasible.
This highest cost-effectiveness.
But the Wise Sovereign did not choose to do so; instead, he placed his old friend in a white Soul Soothing Stone, showing one aspect of his importance towards the friend; on the other hand, perhaps also due to his own uncertainty about his lifespan.
Apart from materials, the craftsmanship of the statue itself was quite exquisite.
A serene girl quietly sat on a large rock, the hood of her cloak naturally draping down, revealing the bun inside.
Details and divine charm were captured, from the statue one could tell that the girl likely belonged to the serene and gentle type of personality. This also demonstrated the Wise Sovereign’s commendable sculpting skills.
This style of sculpting clearly belonged to the Academy Faction. It was orderly, neither messy nor chaotic.
It’s likely the Wise Sovereign once studied at an arts institution run by mortals.
The sculpting of the Academy Faction is often uniformly exquisite, generally surpassing the Free Faction. However, top-tier sculpting pieces are rarer compared to the Free Faction.
Angel himself belonged to the Academy Faction in sculptural arts, but he was fortunate as his work combined the characteristics of Wizard Civilization and Earth’s civilization, allowing him to stand on the shoulders of giants to create works superior to masterpieces.
But, relying solely on himself to craft top-tier sculptures... Angel has yet to achieve.
However, compared to other Alchemists in the Wizards’ Realm, Angel does have a considerable advantage in this regard.
At least, personally, he felt he could complete this statue better than the Wise Sovereign.
Meanwhile, the Wise Sovereign, upon seeing Angel continuously gazing at the statue and exhibiting signs of contemplation, couldn’t help but ask, "Why, do you recognize my old friend?"
"Ah?" Angel was surprised for a moment before realizing he had been staring at the statue, leading to a misunderstanding.
He coughed twice to cover up, then replied, "No, I don’t recognize her. I’m just surprised to see a white Soul Soothing Stone for the first time..."
"I thought you knew my old friend for a moment." The Wise Sovereign: "But then again, if you genuinely knew her, I wouldn’t be surprised. After all, your arrival is already reminiscent of a legend. You might even claim to know the Naraku City Lord, and I would gladly accept it."
Angel: "..." Was this a compliment, mockery, or a probe?
Angel didn’t bother pondering over complexities and decided to take it as a compliment.
Wise Sovereign: "I have already called my old friend, she should wake up soon. Before she awakens, I will tell you about her."
"She is a..."
Before the Wise Sovereign could finish, a piercing female voice suddenly resounded throughout the lounge, completely overtaking his voice.
"Ah—"
The Wise Sovereign clutched his ears, constantly shouting, "Stop, stop."
No idea how many times the Wise Sovereign called for it to stop, but the shrill scream finally ceased. Before the Wise Sovereign could speak, a torrent of curses overwhelmingly assaulted him.
The expletives from the female voice never repeated themselves, cursing for a while, until the Wise Sovereign’s eyes swirled like mosquito coils, did the noise finally subside.
"...Cursed, cursed. Why do I see you, this pretending old man, upon awakening? Naraku, where’s Naraku?"
"Didn’t you say you’d call me when Naraku arrived? Where’s Naraku now? Tell me where Naraku is?"
"Don’t tell me this little wizard is Naraku?" After a pause, the female voice seemed hesitated: "Don’t tell me he’s Naraku’s descendant?"
It took a while for the Wise Sovereign to snap back from bewilderment.
"Caroline, can’t you be a bit restrained?"
The previously softened voice of the woman escalated again upon hearing the Wise Sovereign: "What did you say?! Restraint? I don’t possess such a thing."
"Okay, okay, you don’t, you don’t." Wise Sovereign: "Then can you quiet down a bit, at least let me finish speaking."
Caroline: "What do you want to say? I won’t listen to any explanation!"
Wise Sovereign: "..."