Earl Recar climbed out of his grave again. This time, his movements were gentle, without the recklessness of his first attempt. Perhaps the first time, he had thought of it as checking out of a hotel, and only the second time had he realized that this was his eternal home. Naturally, he would treat it with a different degree of care.
"I was just down there considering what position to lie in when I died. Strangely enough, I never considered that question at all the first time I died."
Kallen wasted no words on anything else and asked directly:
"My lord, can you use your own power to freeze this body of yours?"
"Uh... hmm... huh?"
Although Earl Recar liked to let his imagination run wild, and had previously imagined things in entirely the wrong direction, there was no denying that he was widely knowledgeable and extremely intelligent. After all, a mere brute could never become the Pirate King, and the sea was certainly no place for a brute to survive.
At "Uh...," Earl Recar had merely wondered why this young master had called him out again to ask such a question.
At "Hmm...," he had followed that question through and discovered that it was actually feasible. Since his path of water power had now reached an extreme where he could Ice Seal death... even taken purely literally, did that not mean freezing "death"?
At "Huh...," Earl Recar had thought that if he could suspend this body's irreversible, continuous loss of spiritual power, then the purpose would naturally be to wait. And what would be the outcome of that waiting?
When someone who had experienced death once faced it again, they were most likely not indifferent to it, but even more appreciative of a chance to live.
Kallen, for example...