Grand Duke Owen spoke in such a calm tone, as though he were describing something unrelated to himself, yet the content of his words made listeners break out in goosebumps.
The power of Madness was taking over his body.
It was not merely replacing his flesh; it was also eroding his soul. He could even clearly feel the process of that erosion. His willpower was simply astonishing—forget ordinary people; even among normal warriors, how many could remain as calm as Grand Duke Owen in such a situation?
Hao Ren came to the bedside and carefully observed the corruption spreading across Grand Duke Owen's upper body. The Data Terminal flew down from his shoulder and hovered around the wound.
Grand Duke Owen and the silver-haired woman beside the bed both froze when they saw the Data Terminal, their faces showing hints of puzzlement and thought. However, aside from Lia, no one noticed this tiny detail.
"It was indeed caused by the power of Madness, but this person delayed the erosion with his powerful will and physical strength," the Data Terminal's voice rang out in Hao Ren's mind. "The sample has been extracted. You can start considering a treatment plan."
"We'd like to know what happened during last night's attack," Vivian suddenly stepped forward and said. "If you can tell us."
Grand Duke Owen looked steadily at everyone present. After a moment of thought, he began by asking, "Why are you interested in this? How much do you... know about the changes happening to me?"
"We know quite a lot." Lia gently extended one finger and pointed at the wound on Grand Duke Owen's chest. The writhing corrupted flesh instantly came to a halt. "I can even heal you—but only if you tell us the details about those Black Sword Knights who