And if that was the case...
If he could find the mastermind who had made a Vessel for the Lord of Crimson, then a great many things should become clear.
Lin En glanced sideways at Mirror and asked:
"Do you still remember the people who modified you back then?"
At those words, turmoil surged through Mirror's eyes, and her fists clenched almost instinctively.
She took a deep breath.
"Of course I remember. I'll never forget them as long as I live. If it weren't for what they did to us, we wouldn't have fallen and become Undead like this! For more than a decade, my greatest reason for existing has been the hope that one day, I could drag them into hell with my own hands!"
She lowered her head and looked at her hands. Even after more than a decade, that pain remained as vivid as ever.
They had stolen her life, stolen her hope.
If she had never gone through that...
Then perhaps she would have grown up by now, married and had children, and had a family of her own...
But now...
Lin En looked at her and said:
"Tell me everything about them. Don't worry. If possible, I'll help you get your revenge very soon. No, not very soon. Today."
At those words, Mirror's body visibly trembled.
She looked at Lin En, shaking, the sorrow in her eyes almost spilling over.
"Master..."
Several minutes later.
Through Mirror's account, Lin En soon gained a basic understanding of the people who had imprisoned them back then.
Holding a pen, Mirror drew their faces as they had looked back then, one after another. Even though she tried her hardest to restrain herself, the violent surge of emotion still made her hands tremble uncontrollably.
Men and women, young and