Looking at Holleka prostrated at his feet, Qin Ran frowned slightly.
Those little tricks derived from [Mysterious Knowledge] had produced unexpectedly effective results.
Of course, it was not because his [Mysterious Knowledge] had leveled up. It was because Holleka before him was simply too fragile, his "willpower" practically nonexistent.
Like a soap bubble under sunlight, it burst at the slightest poke.
Such "willpower" was no different from a child's.
"Was it because of a secret technique like [Moonturning Veiled Shadow]?"
Qin Ran did not jump to conclusions.
Everything related to the soul was mysterious. Even Qin Ran, who excelled in mental matters, would not consider himself proficient in the realm of souls. That was beyond the reach of the [Mysterious Knowledge] he had learned.
However, he did not lack a suitable means of dealing with it: the Upper Evil Spirit!
Evil Spirits themselves were exceptionally skilled in the realm of souls.
It was an innate Talent, something difficult to achieve through later study.
It could even be said that, because the Upper Evil Spirit existed, he could call himself proficient in the realm of souls.
After all...
What difference was there between the Upper Evil Spirit and himself?
There was none.
What belonged to the Upper Evil Spirit belonged to him.
And what belonged to him naturally still belonged to him.
Having the Upper Evil Spirit inspect the other party could not have been more appropriate.
Snap!
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The Mist Giant in the sky had already dispersed.
Yet prayers to "Mist" continued without end.
There was no need to mention the devout young men Sergei and Hoff. Even Karl, clad in black armor, prayed silently.
Having been born into a family with a devout believer like Viscount Sika, Karl did not dislike