Chapter 471: D173. Not observing the commandments
“What is so special about this Masochist that leaves you all helpless?”
In the surveillance, the Hero released the Innocent’s hand and calmly sat back in his seat, causing the Fourteenth Princess on the other side of the screen to sigh with relief, but also furrow her brows.
Seeing the conversation between the two continued on the screen, the interrogators also quietly relaxed their tense nerves.
“Princess may not know, the case of forging virtual personalities to avoid judgement is not new to us, but this time, the situation is completely different.”
An interrogator explained softly.
For Professionals proficient in the Psychic Realm, using spells to adjust their speech and behavior to shape one or more virtual personalities is not a difficult task. Even those madmen who attempt to split their own soul have appeared over the years.
If it were ordinary law enforcers, even harsh torture couldn’t force anything out of these virtual personalities’ mouths, but for these interrogators who are equally skilled in the Psychic Realm, as long as they find the flaws, they can uncover the true personality hidden deep in the spirit, and even shatter the virtual personalities directly.
“Ultimately, no matter how much they disguise, different personalities all originate from the same soul. No matter how many spells modify them, the most fundamental parts must be interconnected—this is a basic rule of mind spells,” the interrogator continued.
“Moreover, most virtual personalities are built upon the creator’s own character; the farther the shaped personality deviates from the creator’s own, the more the flaws.”
It’s like cooking, a good cook struggles without rice, no matter how exquisite the cooking techniques are, they can’t ignore the differences in ingredients.
A kind Mage may be able to form an evil personality, but compared to a true Degenerator, it’s like the difference between a small-time thug and a murderer.
“Even if a virtual personality is shaped, knowledge doesn’t appear out of nowhere, and abilities don’t change drastically; the power of the spirit is strong, but not omnipotent.
“—But this Innocent, completely overturns our understanding in this regard.”
The interrogator looked at the Innocent in the image, his expression grave.
The Fourteenth Princess’s brows furrowed even more tightly, failing to understand the deep meaning: “What does that mean?”
“It means, the existence of this Innocent, her personality, memories, behavior — there’s not a single flaw.
“Although everything about her is utterly opposite to the Masochist’s original personality, it’s realistically impeccable, as if she is not another personality of the Masochist, but a twin soul instead, similar yet fundamentally different, without any connection.
“However, we have also checked; there is no other soul inside her…This is a phenomenon we have never encountered.”
The interrogator fell silent after speaking, obviously at this point, they found no way to crack the issue.
The Cruising Bishop took over the conversation.
“Moreover, she exhibits a very strong self-destructive impulse. It’s not just about wanting to accept punishment; she even tempts interrogators to kill her. This characteristic is almost impossible to appear in virtual personalities, especially those specifically formed to face interrogation.”
His gaze swept over the interrogators, his tone solemn.
“Moreover, many interrogators gradually lost control of their emotions while interrogating her, trying to subject her to unnecessary cruelty and physical torture, and although these actions were promptly stopped, her influence is evident.
“Even including the chief judge here, although everyone can still barely maintain self-control, further interrogation becomes impossible…”
If not so, he wouldn’t have brought the Hero here.
The interrogators did not defend themselves, all lowering their heads, ashamed.
As the most professional individuals of the Border Church, yet in front of the Black Gate, all helplessly failed and had to seek external aid… In the face of reality, no more excuses could help.
Having understood the difficulty, the Fourteenth Princess turned her gaze back to the image, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.
Despite the challenges posed by the Black Gate, it’s not enough to leave the Church completely hopeless.
Perhaps behind this, there lies something more complex, even more dangerous.
And under everyone’s gaze, two women, one tall and one petite, sat facing each other in the virtual image.
The slightly more mature woman, dressed in a simple and slightly thin dress, with no adornments, only highlighting her graceful figure and almost pale skin.
She quietly sat there, exuding a sense of purity like a blank piece of paper, yet it evoked pity, and spurred an inexplicable urge—to want to scribble on this blank slate, to stain it, or even utterly crumple it.
Realizing she was slightly affected, the Fourteenth Princess immediately took a deep breath, forced herself to look away, and focused on the other petite girl.
The girl, very sensitive to temperature differences, was heavily dressed when entering the church basement maintained at a cold temperature, but couldn’t resist shedding her coat and scarf upon entering the relatively warm cell.
The girl’s skin radiated a warm blood-like hue, showing vibrant life force, and when her image caught the Fourteenth Princess’s eye, her heartbeat seemed to slow down, the inexplicable impulse stirred by the Masochist also subsiding.