"It cannot be stopped."
The metallic voice's answer chilled the Blonde Man's newly lifted spirits, but its next words restored some color to his face.
"But it can be delayed."
"The Nightmare Seed is closely connected to one of the Lord's authorities. It is the manifestation of that authority. If you cannot break through a certain limit, then you cannot escape its influence.
This is the price of using the Nightmare Seed's power! A price that cannot be stopped or avoided!
The only thing I can do for you is delay the arrival of this disaster and reduce the price as much as possible. As long as you carefully maintain a balance with it and do not break it, you will have relatively ample time.
Of course, you could also lock it away and leave it untouched. But that is merely wishful thinking. I do not believe those researchers can resist the Nightmare Seed's temptation. And the Nightmare Seed's nature is such that once it detects this thirst for knowledge and mystery, it will naturally integrate itself and exert its influence. This process is irreversible, unless it is completely restrained and sealed."
The metallic voice sent the Blonde Man's emotions surging and fluctuating, but he quickly forced himself to stop thinking about the troubling questions.
Those questions should be left to the Empire High Command and those top researchers to deliberate and decide. What he could do, and had to do, was bring back the Nightmare Seed already recorded in his Information Database. Whether it was him, his younger sister, or the servants, they were merely tools in this mission.
They could not decide anything.
The tasks they could perform had been planned and assigned before they ever came. Their autonomy extended only as far as completing the mission. After