Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 383 Awakening
"oi, oi!"

He Songling, who was sleeping, felt someone shaking him, and kept calling out, "Wake up, wake up!"

"who?"

He Songling felt that his brain was blank. When he subconsciously tried to think, he could not feel his brain working at all. It was as if an iron wheel that had been rusted for a long time was rubbing against another set of rotten parts. A strange "creaking" sound seemed to appear in his mind.

"Where am I and what am I doing here...oh..."

After a long time, He Songling barely realized that he seemed to have come to Europe, discussing the dark magic of the soul with the Dark Lord, trying to control his innate soul to make further breakthroughs.

One day after the discussion, I seemed to have some insights, so I began to retreat.

So, the person who comes to call me now should be someone from the Jade Society?

"The local magician is so rude that he can't even let me sleep peacefully."

He Songling grumbled and complained, and finally, with all his strength, he managed to open his eyelids which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Wake up, wake up!"

As his eyelids twitched, he heard someone shouting with joy in his ear.

The first thing that caught my eye was a large square face that looked like his father had died, with freckles all over it and red hair, revealing his Celtic identity.

His name is Johnson, right? He seems...

His unclear mind even brought back the habit of inverted sentence order in Shandong dialect from He Songling's previous life.

"It's a pity that he didn't die." Johnson shook his head with regret, and then patted He Songling's face with his hand: "He, He, are you still alive? Are you awake?"

"good……"

He Songling felt that his vocal cords were more rusty than his brain. He uttered two words with difficulty, using a sound like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing against each other.

"I don't understand what you're saying. It's probably too late to save him. Burn him." Johnson, a pure old European, obviously couldn't understand Chinese, and he wouldn't learn the language of these "low-class monkeys." He couldn't understand what He Songling said.

In fact, he could understand what He Songling was saying, but he deliberately misinterpreted it. It was obvious that he wanted He Songling to die, and he even wanted to kill him with his own hands.

"I...will...go...to...your...mother..."

He Songling shouted at the top of his voice.

"What if he scolds me or not?" Johnson took out his wand and pointed it at He Songling: "I'll cast a Cruciatus Curse on him. If he misses this chance, he'll have no chance anymore."

"Enough, Johnson, this is Flamel College, not the Emerald Society." Taber's voice came from the door.

"But all magic schools in Europe are nominally under the jurisdiction of the academy," Johnson said unconvinced.

"You're right." Taber came over and pushed Johnson aside. "But I'm the chief wizard of the Emerald Society. You are under my jurisdiction."

"Tsk..." Johnson stood back with his arms folded, looking regretful. "Drink it, He." Taber handed over a purple-black bottle filled with a strange mixture of purple and green liquid, which did not look like a good thing.

"What?" He Songling felt that his throat and brain seemed to have recovered a little.

"The potion was brewed by our college's potion professor." Taber said calmly, "Don't worry. You have been sleeping here for so long without eating or drinking, but you have been able to stay alive. It's all thanks to his potion that you have been able to maintain your life. It's the same now. You need it to awaken your body's vitality."

"Give me."

He Songling felt that his brain was becoming more and more active, and he might not need this weird thing, but since it was handed to him by Taber, he would drink it. Before his brain was fully awake, the old Shandong's instinct to accept toasts prevailed.

"Gurgle gurgle...ah...hiccup!"

It must be said that this magic potion is really effective. After He Songling drank it, he felt that his body began to recover rapidly. The brain, body, meridians, blood flow, and Qi all began to gradually resume flow.

It started out as a small stream, but gradually it began to surge.

The innate primordial infant in the Dantian began to flash white light again, and began to inhale and exhale the innate Qi again; the innate soul in the brain was also gradually controlled by reason.

"It's extremely dangerous, isn't it?"

After fully recovering, He Songling remembered everything.

What about the fact that he gained some insights after practicing the secret method of the soul and then began to retreat? Strictly speaking, of course, this statement is not wrong. However, the more accurate truth is that he gained some insights while studying the secret method of the soul and tried to use new methods to stimulate the innate soul.

The results were remarkable. He mixed the understanding of "chaotic life" and "the imperius curse". Under the new method developed by the innate Nascent Soul, the innate soul was indeed pulled by him. After all, he did not have an innate body yet, and could not accommodate the completely unified innate soul.

Then a powerful force burst out and turned him into an idiot.

Fortunately, he had a plan for losing control. The moment his mind went blank and he lost control of his body, his whole body immediately turned into Qi. The innate Qi is equal to the innate soul, and the power of the innate soul could not burn through his fourth level of reverse life.

Just like a tattered plastic bag that could barely hold a huge watermelon, He Songling used all the last bit of rationality left in his body and used the method of merging his body with the heaven and earth to run directly to Flamel College. He was discovered by Taber's phoenix and was finally settled by Taber in the secret room of the college.

But of course, He Songling is an oriental person, and a powerful alien who conflicts with the Emerald Society and colludes with the Dark Lord. This is a serious diplomatic incident. Whether as the principal of Flamel College or the chief wizard of the Emerald Society, Taber cannot hide this news.

This is no longer in the realm of his personal friendship.

If it were Zhang Jingqing, he might choose to keep it secret, but Taber's biggest characteristic is "obeying the rules". He believes that his strength is too strong, and he must use "obeying the rules" to restrict his behavior, otherwise he will become the biggest dark lord without bottom line, and no one can control him.

This is a bit similar to Batman. It’s not a bad thing, but it always brings some variables to things.

After Taber's report, the mages of the Emerald Society, led by Johnson, made the first decision to kill He Songling while he was unconscious to prevent future trouble.

Of course Taber would never agree to such a thing. Although he abided by the rules, he did not want to be the murderer who killed his friend.

Relying on his status as the president of the academy and the greatest wizard, he forcibly saved He Songling. Even the Dark Lord was not re-imprisoned. Instead, he placed him under house arrest in accordance with the previous agreement between the academy and He Songling.

(End of this chapter)