Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Really Going to Come Through the Internet Cable_1
Aiden’s purpose was actually very clear.
The Divine Decree of "procreation" was of no use to him, and the remains of Sister Neve could indeed be handed over to the witches’ gathering.
As for the divine power, he didn’t mind sharing a bit of it. Although it would be nice to elevate his divinity to the height of a saint all at once, without the power of the Divine Decrees, divinity was utterly meaningless.
There was no need to become hostile with the witches’ gathering over some ineffective divinity at the moment, but the idea of giving it away for free was absolutely impossible.
Upon hearing this, Lamia suddenly cracked a joke, "What, do you really want to sleep with Abigail? Why not let me keep you company properly instead."
"No, thank you." Aiden refused instantly.
Considering Lamia’s head, her alien-like body, and her cannibalistic habits, she might literally devour him if given the chance.
Abigail remained silent, apparently considering her options.
After a while, she spoke, "Alright, if you are willing to allocate it reasonably, we at the witches’ gathering can promise to fulfill one of your requests—as long as it’s within our power to do so..."
"That kind of promise is a dime a dozen, and you still think you have that kind of credibility at this point?" Aiden interrupted her.
Regardless of the traps set by Qiqimora and the others, there was already very little trust between Aiden and the witches’ gathering, making verbal promises nearly worthless in such transactions.
Even if bound by a demon’s covenant, the other party’s expertise in this field was far above his, making it difficult for him to avoid being exploited.
"Of course, that’s only incidental. Besides that, I can bestow a ’blessing’ on you," Abigail raised a finger.
"A blessing?"
"A chance... at resurrection," Abigail said slowly. "I can use my authority to apply an extreme healing method, which can rapidly repair your physical body when you are on the brink of death, of course, only once."
"Oh?" Aiden couldn’t help being tempted, "Can you resurrect even after dying?"
"Yes, as long as enough vital tissue remains, it can be repaired, and it will activate once life signs cease," Abigail answered confidently, "Such an opportunity, aside from using it on myself, I can only grant to one additional person."
The chance to resurrect on the spot with full health at the moment of death was indeed a valuable bargaining chip.
"That does sound tempting," Aiden crossed his arms, then suddenly changed the subject, "But if you die and are resurrected, wouldn’t your spirit be affected?"
He asked this mainly because he was thinking about the mechanism set up by Melifilia in his body, which would restore the body after being killed, but the soul would be replaced with a new transmigrant.
"Of course not, if the body takes too long to reshape, the spirit indeed would decay, but the power of a near-divine being ensures rapid rebirth in a perfectly intact mental state," responded Abigail.
It seemed that resurrection by Abigail’s authority was different from the method set by Melifilia.
Abigail’s power was only focused on reconstructing the body, while Melifilia added the effect of soul transference.
The same type of power? Probably not. Abigail said before, such resurrection presumes the body retains vital tissues, and it can only be used on an outsider once.
With such prerequisites, the founder of the Blood Moon Cult, who was determined to put him to death, only needed to kill and burn the corpse to finish him off; there was no need to wait so many years without seeking him out again.
He guessed that Melifilia used another type of power that allowed the body to recover post-death but not the spirit. This type of "resurrection" was meaningless to him at present; in comparison, Abigail’s "blessing" was the more reliable choice.
"So, do we have a deal?" asked Abigail.
Aiden thought for a moment, "It’s possible, but I would like to make a small request..."
"Boy, don’t push your luck!" Habanis said angrily.
"Rest assured, it’s nothing too excessive. I just want to seek your guidance regarding the Divine Decrees... You understand what I mean, right?" Aiden asked.
Abigail and the two beside her exchanged a look, and replied, "If Your Excellency is planning to obtain the godly words from us, then we only accept an exchange of equal value."
Aiden caught their drift; it seemed the only way for the witch gathering to trade with him was if he taught them Divine Decrees they hadn’t recorded before.
Only the Divine Decrees one possesses can be taught to others, and teaching them is, to some extent, revealing one’s own trump cards. That’s why Abigail initially taught him the "Order" Decrees instead of her own specialty, "Life." The witch gathering seemed unlikely to compromise easily on this matter.
"...However, in the realm of black magic, we can indeed offer Your Excellency some consultative services to the greatest extent possible; this is the most significant concession we can make," Abigail suddenly added.
Obtaining technical support in the realm of black magic from the witch gathering seemed to be a good thing, but at the same time, Aiden realized he’d better make such requests immediately before his divinity became an empty promise after the exchange.
Right now, he could think of two things.
"In that case..." Aiden thought for a moment, then looked at Vila, "I would like to obtain a core that can operate a mercury amalgam golem. Is that possible?"
The core of the mercury amalgam golem that Vila had previously crafted had lost its effect due to Aiden’s Divine Decrees. Being able to manipulate the mercury amalgam golem more precisely would naturally be beneficial for Aiden.
Moreover, he was also quite keen on the opportunity to see the mercury sphere transform into a human shape.
Vila hesitated for a moment but eventually replied coldly, "The prerequisite is that you properly hand over the divinity..."
"And then, I have a question for Madam Lamia..." Aiden then turned his gaze to Lamia, "Regarding the body modification capabilities obtained through a demon’s contract at the cost of sense of pain, is there any way to restore the sense of pain?"
The body modification techniques that Aiden now possessed had their cost paid for by Avansa. Being without pain might seem easy, but in reality, it is quite inconvenient. Lamia was Meiruki’s teacher, and her techniques in this area were even more advanced.
Aiden thought that, if he had the chance, it would be better to help Avansa regain her sense of pain.
"I see, you’ve acquired my old techniques from Meiruki, huh? The price of lacking pain is part of the package. Otherwise, the transformation would be quite painful," Lamia seemed slightly puzzled.
"I’m just asking if it’s possible," Aiden repeated.
"It is possible, but I can only restore it a little. I can concoct a Pain Potion for you. It doesn’t have any significant side effects, except that it greatly amplifies the sense of pain for normal people," Lamia cackled, "You could also use it for punishing criminals."
"That will do," Aiden said and then looked at Abigail, "So, the items for trade, how shall we exchange them?"
By this point, the other party had offered enough to negotiate with; the question was how to complete the trade.
"Of course, we’ll trade in person," Abigail replied without hesitation.
"What do you mean ’in person’? You’re not expecting me to visit you in Banquet Forest, are you?" Aiden frowned.
"Don’t worry, of course, there’s no need to trouble Your Excellency," Abigail calmly responded, "I will choose a day to visit you personally."
Aiden couldn’t help but be taken aback by her words.
Was Abigail really... going to follow through the internet?
