Edward's expression stiffened slightly, embarrassment surfacing in his eyes. "Well... if I said no, would you believe me?"
Gleipnir raised a brow. "You used the mirror as a window to replace Xiluda's body. What, and now you're saying the mirror isn't in your hands? Do you think I'd believe that?"
Edward gave a bitter smile. "But the mirror really isn't with me..."
Edward sighed and began recounting what had happened.
At the time, Edward had just undergone the Spirit-Transference Ritual and was extremely weak and dazed.
The Spirit-Transference Ritual was not merely a simple exchange of souls. Throughout the ritual, the soul power of both parties was continually extracted.
By the time the Spirit-Transference Ritual ended, Edward's soul had already become extraordinarily weak.
Once a soul became weak, it triggered a chain reaction of consequences.
For example, one's mental responses would slow, judgment would steadily decline, the body would become sluggish, and energy circulation would fall into a deadlock...
"At that time, I had only just entered Xiluda's body. Even controlling it enough to move was difficult. If you've ever experienced a soul transfer, you'll definitely understand how fiercely an unfamiliar body rejects a soul. Even when members of the same race exchange souls, adapting still takes time."
And Edward had transformed from a human into a member of the Crystal-Eyed Race. Even his race had changed, so moving naturally became even more difficult.
On top of that came the chain reaction caused by his weakened soul.
It left Edward sluggish even when controlling his own energy.
"As a wizard, I have my own Exile Space. Though I could sense it, having just undergone the soul transfer, I had no way to open it."
"My energy was extremely unstable. If I opened it then, all the wigs and materials I