"Mr. Fisher, please don't misunderstand. I used the Soul Lord's knowledge not in a bid to profane Mr. Helldor's life; I don't want you to therefore feel alienated or resistant toward the Creation Society or the Cardinal of Destiny. In fact, when I was replacing his body, I followed his wishes..."
"The dying Mr. Helldor requested that his departed soul be infused into a new body to serve as fuel. He wanted to continue engraving magic after his reincarnation and to serve Miss Valentina Turand, rather than live on as a useless, mechanical old man."
"Of course, the Turand family was fully aware of this. They and Mr. Helldor didn't tell Miss Valentina Turand..."
Mr. Fisher suddenly turned his head toward the cardinal in the snow, opened his mouth, intending to say something more to the cardinal, but his body had already dimmed completely, turning into a pile of lifeless scrap metal, dead in the cold Northern Realm snow.
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