Chapter 346 Who am I and where am I

"Acheronides, perhaps for mermaids, ten years is just a fleeting moment," said Liszt with some emotion. He had not only calculated Acheronides' time of adulthood, but also estimated her lifespan.

Forty-one plus twelve equals fifty-three.

Fifty-three years to become an adult—approximately three hundred and thirty years, based on the human lifespan of a hundred years and their adulthood at sixteen.

Spirits have a lifespan of two hundred years, and dragon spirits live for five hundred years, with mermaids falling in between.

Three hundred and thirty years—with each generation spanning about twenty-five years, humans might have bred over a dozen generations. If Liszt hadn't become the Lord of Dragon Domain, perhaps it would be his great-great-great-grandson attending Acheronides' funeral. The thought made him chuckle.

"Humans only live for a hundred years, will Acheronides live for three hundred and thirty?" Acheronides looked puzzled. "But, brother, I don't want to live that long. I just want to live as long as you, brother."

Liszt gently kissed her hand and said, "This is just a calculation. Maybe you'll live longer, or maybe you won't reach three hundred years. Let the future unfold as it may. I’m destined to ride a dragon and become a dragon knight, and it wouldn't be bad to become the Lord of Dragon Domain as well, where I could live for four or five hundred years."

Acheronides smiled and let Liszt hold her hand. "Yes, brother can become the Lord of Dragon Domain, so both of us can live for several hundred years!"

"When I become a dragon knight and Lord of Dragon Domain, I’ll take you on adventures across this world. I don't want to become a grand duke or a king."

Since dragons can control entire kingdoms, dragon knights often have the option to found their own nations, but not all dragon knights enjoy creating countries. Many prefer the duke title and still fight for kingdoms occasionally. It's normal for a kingdom to have several dragon knights.

Especially those provided with dragons by the kingdom, they are required to serve it.

Liszt couldn't decide what kind of dragon he would ride in the future, but becoming a king wasn't that appealing. If he had several dragons, he could give one or two to his descendants and let them enjoy the pleasures of being a king.

As he left the seaside villa, Liszt felt a surge of passion in his heart. "No matter what, I'm destined to ride a dragon and become the Lord of Dragon Domain, for immortality!"

Before, he didn't envy immortality, thinking a hundred years was enough to live a splendid life.

Now, he looked forward to immortality because the world was too vast, with too many places worth exploring and beautiful things worth cherishing.

...

The unconscious magician had yet to wake up, and to prevent her from starving in her coma, Liszt had someone feed her a little ordinary milk every day, sustaining her life.

He continued to study the copper kettle, which could basically be determined to be a soul tank—since no other sources mention soul tanks. He even asked Elkson and Glanny, who knew little about souls and were completely unaware of soul tanks.

"So, how exactly is this soul tank used? I tried infusing it with mana, but nothing happened."

According to the explanation of the smoke mission, this was a magic equipment.

Magic equipment should react when stimulated by magic power, but there was no response at all. The spout of the kettle was too narrow to brew tea.

"However, the spout is too narrow to make tea."

Out of options, Liszt took the copper kettle to Elkson for any clues.

After examining it closely, Elkson shook his head. "Lord Baron, I can see that this kettle bears traces of magical crafting. There must be some magic array engraved inside. But unfortunately, I don't understand the operational principles of this array and cannot activate it."

He then asked Glanny for his opinion.

Glanny gave a similar explanation. "Whoever made this was definitely a great magician, with exquisite skills, especially the engraving of magic runes, in a way I've never seen before. Lord Baron Liszt, since you don't know its purpose, perhaps I could study it further?"

"Sorry, it's still useful to me for now." As a mission reward item related to souls, there was no way he would hand it over to someone else.

Liszt took the copper kettle back to the castle.

Liszt was somewhat uncertain: "Neither Elkson nor Glanny can explain this soul container. It's unlikely any magician on Coral Island could explain it. If Millery hadn’t died, she might have been able to explain a thing or two, as she had researched souls... On the subject of souls, I happen to have a 36D spirit."

A spirit is also a form of soul.

A drift bottle can hold a spirit, so this soul container should obviously be able to hold one as well.

"Shall we try?"

"Then let's try!"

Once decided, Liszt no longer hesitated. He found a shady spot, took out a drift bottle made of an unknown metal, and smeared a bit of old leatherworker Phil's blood on it. Through the Magic Eye, intricate patterns of magic power appeared on the bottle, forming images of a strange and otherworldly realm.

The next moment, the bottle opened.

A ghostly light shot out, and the 36D spirit hovered above the bottle.

There was a brief delay, and then the spirit seemed to wake up, waving its long-nailed hands and immediately charging toward Liszt. However, Liszt simply raised the Red Blood Sword, and the fire-attribute mana emanating from it was enough to make the spirit freeze in place.

"Pretty compliant." Since even Marcus could scare a spirit, Liszt was naturally not afraid.

He casually raised the copper kettle, pointing its spout at the spirit.

However, the spirit remained dull and unresponsive.

"No use?" Liszt shook the copper kettle vigorously but still failed to attract the spirit inside, which was not what he had imagined. In a fit of frustration, he directly shoved the copper kettle toward the spirit's body.

Surprisingly, this last-ditch effort worked. As soon as it touched the spirit’s ethereal form, the copper kettle erupted in a brilliant light, instantly swallowing the 36D spirit.

The next moment, it returned to its normal appearance.

But Liszt knew that the soul had been captured inside, as the weight of the copper kettle had increased slightly. When he shook it, it felt like there was a bit more water inside, just a tiny bit. But even this subtle change was noticeable to an elite Earth Knight.

He gently tilted the kettle’s spout to pour out the contents.

No water came out; instead, streams of smoke rose, which gradually formed into the shape of a young girl—no longer the image of the 36D spirit, but a girl with a clear face.

Although the girl's eyes were made of smoke, they were vivid and expressive. She glanced around, her expression confused.

Her gaze then settled on Liszt, and she spoke hesitantly, "Who am I, where am I, and who are you?"