Chapter 1260: Mother of Monsters (Ⅰ)

Heimdall heard the coughing sound, turned his head and looked this way, his eyes were full of concern, and he pretended to come over to help Joan take care of Sir Custis.

However, when he saw Sir Alex waving at him, he withdrew his steps and stood guard at the door as always.

"My lord, your body is very weak. Walking and chatting are too exhausting for you. Why don't you go back and take a nap for a while, and I will chat with you after you recover your energy." Joan couldn't bear to persuade.

"Nap? No, child, at my age and in such a physical condition, taking a nap is a waste of life. In fact, I haven't had a good night's sleep in bed for more than ten years."

Ser Custis looked bewildered.

"I'm afraid I can only enjoy the joy of sleeping peacefully again until the day when my life ends. Fortunately, for me, that day is not too far away."

"My lord, you shouldn't be so pessimistic..."

Joan himself was not that kind of positive and optimistic personality, so it would seem hypocritical to ask him to persuade others to cheer up, and he tried to comfort Sir Custis with a few words, but he felt that his words were pale and unconvincing.

"Son, thank you for your concern. In fact, I am not pessimistic and world-weary, nor do I give up sleep entirely out of the purpose of cherishing time. In fact, I am a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Over the years, I have been unable to sleep peacefully, because I am afraid that my hair will attack me while I am asleep and strangle my neck."

Sir Custis made a "throat cut" gesture on his neck.

Joan suddenly shuddered.

If someone told him that he was worried about being strangled to death by his own hair while sleeping, Qiao An would suspect that the other party had a brain disorder and was a "persecuted paranoid".

However, when Sir Custis said this, he was not joking, let alone a paranoid worry, but was stating objective facts.

"My lord, what do you mean... the Holy Seal is no longer under your control, and even has murderous intentions towards you, the host?"

Joan asked tentatively.

Ser Custis nodded slightly.

"But, please forgive me, this is really against common sense."

Joan couldn't help asking questions.

"My lord, to tell you the truth, I also have a similar holy seal on my body. I have observed Rebecca's abnormal hair seal more than once, and I am quite familiar with this kind of mutation symptoms."

"It is true that the Holy Seal, that is, the mutated human organs, has a certain sense of autonomy, and occasionally does not listen to the host's orders, but I have never heard of a case where the Holy Seal tried to kill the host."

"The Holy Seal is like a virus parasitic in the human body. Compared with ordinary viruses in nature, the Holy Seal has two unique features."

"First, it has a certain degree of intelligence, and second, it cannot be transmitted from the host to other organisms like a real virus, and can only be inherited through blood."

"These two characteristics determine that the Holy Seal has to coexist with its host for life. If the host is killed, the Holy Seal will also usher in death. The survival wisdom of the Holy Seal does not allow him to do so."

"My personal experience and observations have verified this point. For example, when I encounter danger, the Holy Seal will occasionally give an early warning, not only to protect me, the host, but also to protect myself."

Joan looked at Sir Custis with confusion in his eyes: "My lord, why is your strange hair seal unreasonable, trying to kill your own host, isn't it tantamount to suicide?"

"Your understanding of the Holy Seal is very profound, Joan, and you are indeed a genius mage at Midgard University. However, the general principles you summed up do not apply to my 'special case'."

Ser Custis sighed, a bitter smile on his lips.

"The reason why my Strange Seal tried to kill the host was because it sensed a supreme order from its creator, and it put the murder of me as the first priority, even higher than its own survival. In order to complete For this mission, it has been looking for an opportunity to die with me, but I am careful not to give it this opportunity."

Joan was stunned when he heard it, as if he understood something, but more questions popped up.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean, I have many questions to ask you..."

"Don't worry, boy, we still have a lot of time to discuss this matter, so feel free to ask any questions." Sir Custis pointed to the pond in front of the garden, "Let's go over there, sit down and rest for a while, take your time." Talk slowly."

There is a curved sun-shaded corridor made of white marble beside the pond. On the side of the corridor near the pond, there are three armchairs, which seems to be a place for the owner and visitors to rest and fish.

Joan supported Sir Custis to sit on the veranda by the pool, and he himself sat on the adjacent chair.

"My lord, I'm curious, how can you survive without sleep for a long time?"

"Not sleeping does not mean not resting." Sir Custis explained with a smile, "You should know that elves as a race do not need sleep, as long as you close your eyes and meditate for four hours a day, you can dispel fatigue , restore energy, and have the effect equivalent to adequate sleep."

"In order to avoid being murdered by my own hair in my sleep, I managed to learn the secret method of meditation of the elves, using trance meditation instead of deep sleep, and I can maintain a sense of vigilance during rest, so that I don't give the chance of the strange hair seal. "

"In this contest, I, the host, had the upper hand, but the different hair seal and the master behind her were not willing to admit defeat. Since they couldn't kill me simply, they turned to another way to deal with me. I take nourishment from my body, grow myself, and make me weaker and weaker at the same time."

"My child, as the owner of the Holy Seal, you have probably discovered a rule. The growth of the Holy Seal is closely related to the nutrients you ingest. Some of the food you eat in your stomach and the nutrients you digest and decompose will always be absorbed by the Holy Seal." , used to strengthen itself, the nutrients stolen by this 'parasite' are usually less than one-tenth, and there is no hindrance to the host's body."

"However, having said that, after all, I am a special case. The alien hair seal parasitic on my body can steal at most half of the nutrients. That is to say, half of the food I eat in my stomach is used to feed my hair."

"We humans will not necessarily become stronger just because we eat more and better food, but the Holy Seal is different. The more nutrients we absorb, the stronger we can evolve."

"If I eat a lot of food to meet my own health needs, it will be tantamount to promoting the evolution of the Alien Seal, making it stronger and stronger until it exceeds the limit of my control."

"If that day really comes, even if my mind is still clear, I will be powerless to prevent the attack of the Holy Seal."