This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 355, Section 354: Sigismund's True Situation

The scarlet spire, inside the Duke's study.

Sigismund, whose figure had become slightly plump, was hunched over a large desk, intently writing and drawing on a piece of parchment, sketching and calculating a magic circle diagram involving the field of soul purification.

Tuk Tuk——

A cautious knock on the door interrupted his highly concentrated thoughts.

"Come in!" he replied without looking up.

The newly appointed adjutant pushed open the door and entered, carrying a square package engraved with sealing magic. He carefully placed the package in an empty space on the desk.

Sigismund looked up from the complex array, his gaze sweeping over the package with a hint of doubt: "What is this?"

"Sir, have you forgotten? This is an item that you personally ordered to be delivered urgently through special channels with the highest priority." The adjutant replied respectfully. This was all he knew; he had no right to know the specific contents of the package.

Sigismund instantly realized that this must be something his "live-in partner" had obtained under his name again.

“Take its shipping route and records of all those who handled it…” Sigismund blurted out instinctively, wanting to trace its origin.

"Do you need to retrieve the detailed circulation records and the list of people who came into contact with this item?" the adjutant immediately asked, showing his thoughtfulness and professionalism.

However, Sigismund hesitated before speaking. He remained silent for a moment, then finally changed his mind and said, "No need. You may leave."

A hint of surprise flashed across the adjutant's eyes, but he tactfully refrained from asking any further questions, bowed respectfully, and quietly withdrew from the study.

Sigismund had indeed tried to trace the origin of the package in an attempt to find out more about his "roommate" whose name he didn't even know.

But he quickly abandoned the tempting idea.

Since it's currently impossible to expel the other party from one's body and soul, what's the point of finding out the source?

On the contrary, it may anger the other party and invite even more troublesome retaliation.

For example, last time, in order to curb his continued weight gain, he ordered all sugary products to be removed from the tower. And what was the result?

After he regained control of his body, the extremely precious book he had been studying had been painted pure black, and no content could be seen at all.

However, he still asked with some curiosity, "What's in here?"

That annoying yet somewhat familiar voice echoed in his mind: "It's delicious, do you want to try some?"

Sigismund's lips twitched upon hearing this, and he was utterly speechless.

He decisively shifted his gaze and refocused his attention on the unfinished magic circle diagram, as if the mysterious package didn't exist at all.

After several days of deduction and calculation, Sigismund finally perfected the soul purification magic circle in his hands, which was not extremely complex but highly targeted.

He used the precious materials he had prepared beforehand to personally draw the array diagram on the floor in the secret chamber at the bottom of the Crimson Spire.

Throughout the entire process, Lin Jun did not interfere. Instead, she watched with great interest, absorbing new knowledge about souls and magic circles through Sigismund's senses.

When the magic circle was finally activated, a deep blue light shone along the groove, and a strange sensation flowed through Sigismund and Lin Jun's "spirits." It was an indescribable refreshing feeling, as if hot fingers had been plunged into a cool, clear mountain stream, bringing a moment of tranquility and cleansing.

After the initial feeling of comfort subsided, Lin Jun comforted her, "Xiao Xi, don't be discouraged, let's try another one next time!"

Sigismund ignored Lin Jun, but deep down, he silently ruled out the possibility that Lin Jun was some kind of evil spirit that needed to be purified.

His hatred for Lin Jun had long since penetrated to the bone. This hatred stemmed not only from the fact that she had forcibly taken his body, but also from Lin Jun's almost humiliating and arrogant attitude of letting him find a solution!

This damned being dares to look down on him like that!
Sigismund vowed in his heart that he would make them pay a heavy price for their arrogance sooner or later.

What he didn't know was that Lin Jun followed his lead not out of arrogance.

On the one hand, they didn't want to push Sigismund into a dead end, leading to a lose-lose situation.

On the other hand, it's because he really can't escape!

From the unique perspective of [Spirit Vision], Sigismund's soul was not only partially connected to Lin Jun's soul, but his entire spiritual essence was also completely enveloped by Lin Jun.

Unless there is a way to instantly annihilate this part of Lin Jun's soul, Lin Jun can quickly crush it to death, just like the Yellow Book is doing now.

Regardless of how slim the possibility is of instantly killing Lin Jun's part of her soul, even if such a method existed, Sigismund, whose soul was closely connected to Lin Jun's, would have no chance of escaping unscathed, and the outcome would certainly be mutual destruction.

Unfortunately, Sigismund himself did not possess the ability of "spiritual vision." After the "dream" was severed, he could no longer directly examine the pitiful predicament of his own soul.

Lin Jun "kindly" didn't point this out, after all, if this guy became completely desperate after knowing the truth and chose to give up or even end his own life, then Lin Jun would be at a huge loss.

Sigismund began to plan the next magical ritual in his mind. Just then, the magical bell at the top of the tower rang on time, signifying that the time had come for the transfer of control of his body.

He felt his consciousness being gently pushed away, a familiar feeling of being detached came over him, and control of his body once again fell into the hands of that hateful "roommate".

At the moment of the handover of control, Sigismund's body seemed to be infused with new vitality.

Completely disregarding the dignity befitting a duke, Lin Jun practically ran out of the room and rushed back to the study along the corridor, where the package was still there.

His erratic behavior drew stares from the guards and servants he encountered along the way.

With a bang, Lin Jun slammed the door shut and eagerly opened the package. Inside were several jars carefully sealed with magic bottles, each containing a deep and beautiful dark red liquid.

Lin Jun pried open the seal of a bottle and tilted her head back to take a big gulp.

The moment the liquid entered my mouth, an indescribable, exquisite freshness swept over my entire body, as if every cell was leaping with joy!
After enjoying herself for a long while, Lin Jun slumped in her chair, licked her lips, and sighed contentedly.

[Delicious LV8], so this is what it feels like.

Lin Jun now understood why they loved delicious mushrooms so much!
Just then, Sigismund's question, filled with disbelief and even a hint of trembling, suddenly exploded in his mind. The intensity of this emotion almost shattered the usual barrier between the two:

"What...what kind of blood is this? Where did you get it from?!"

Lin Jun narrowed her eyes: "Didn't you say you didn't care?"

(End of this chapter)