You will see the secret, Constantine. I will explain it in a way you can understand.
Aristotle's theory of humors was a comprehensive expression of Ancient Greek medical thought. It fully demonstrated how humans at the time viewed all bodily fluids, including blood. In that era, when matter was endowed with spirituality, bodily fluids were given immense significance. For example, blood could be represented by wine in rituals. If someone was injured and bled, it meant that person had suffered not only a material loss, but harm on a spiritual and soulful level as well. In certain systems of faith, the soul was the vessel of memory. Therefore, when you injured someone and made them bleed, you obtained a soul carrying memories and could glimpse the secrets within.
This was merely a simplified explanation. It was not entirely accurate, only something ordinary people could understand.
Constantine saw memories—Maximus's memories.
He saw a red-haired girl running through the palace's long corridors, her laughter echoing through the empty rooms and hallways. He saw the red-haired girl gradually grow up, the aura of youth becoming ever more fervent with age. He could even feel the girl's scorching warmth and charm passing through her skin into his fingertips, making his heart race—Constantine coldly watched Maximus cautiously touch Medusa's skin. The sweet, ambiguous atmosphere between the two had no effect on him. He remained as calm as though watching a film—then he saw a middle-aged man and a woman with a loving expression. The man wore a tuning-fork crown and, with a frown, announced a not-quite-secret secret to Maximus: he had an older brother.
After that, the memories became chaotic. He saw Medusa lying naked on a bed, the curves of her waist and hips possessing astonishing beauty, her waist covered by a clean, pure