The Devil WithInn 248 Desperation Of A Soul 2

Raghnall furrowed his brows as he tried to link two and two together.

"So you're saying that the reason why that 'woman' could understand us and hear us speak in her tongue is that she is speaking with her soul and us the same to her?"

Solomon made an unsure expression as he tried to explain.

"In a sense, yes. But it was more like, her soul is desperately trying to communicate to both of us hence it used magic as it took control over her mind and vision. Meanwhile, our souls used the same magic to make her speak our tongue in our view. So in actuality, she is actually speaking in Edserian tongue but our souls manipulate our minds to hear her words to be Anemolian. While for her, she hears us speaking in her tongue. But when given a phrase that held no direct translation towards the Edserian tongue, she hears the phrase as what it is. "

"And although I speculated it before, I can finally confirm that it is the same case with Inna and her 'strange' language as well. It must've been the main reason as to why we couldn't understand most of her words while she was able to understand us."

"And I guess, although this is still mostly speculation, that this theory can even be expanded towards reading and writing. There might be a chance that the reason as to why she was able to do well in her homeworks and essays despite having a different language is because her vision must've been manipulated by her mind through magic that was why although the books are written in Eridoan, she sees them as her own language. Meanwhile for us, as she writes in her original language, our visions are manipulated to see it as Eridoan but in actuality she was writing in her original language."

Although it sounded too farfetched, Raghnall tried to digest everything he was hearing but he still held questions about the theory Solomon had.

"If that is so, why do we still have miscommunications with Edseria? Why can't we understand them in the same way?"

Solomon thought hard as he stared at the diagram before him.

"That… I'm not sure of. Although it sounds easy, but linking souls to the point of mutual understanding of two different languages or tongues is probably one of the hardest, most complicated, and rarest phenomena in the world. It can even be pa.s.sed off as a micracle within a miracle. Hence, she might be a very very special case, probably the only one in this world."

"So, the best guess I could make would be that her soul did it out of desperation for survival. That reason always makes us do unimaginable things, after all. Or maybe her soul is just desperate to find something to link to so that it could be a part of the world. Either way, they're all just guesses so I can never be certain for sure that that is the case. But I strongly believe that it has something to do with her soul in the end."

Raghnall stared at the diagram again. The little drawings made memories resurface in his mind but he shook his head slightly to clear it. He wanted to know about Inna, not reminisce.

"But didn't you say that a person can only hold one soul? And that it is impossible for a fragile body to withstand having two souls occupy it, hence that is why some result to death in the womb?"

Solomon sighed as he slowly closed the book.

"I know. That's why I'm as confused as you are. I don't have the answers to everything, boy. The best I can give you will be guesses. And my guess is that for some reason there are two different souls in that small body of hers. Anything more than that remains a mystery to me as well."

Her situation is quite a mystery, indeed.

Solomon mulled deeply as he tried to fathom just how perplexing Inna's situation was.

He still had that Soulless state to worry about. And the fact that her reading from the Evaluation Stone was also quite strange.

External Chaotic Variables…

'Mors' meaning Death…

Those very words haunted his mind ever since and he hated not knowing what it meant. His thirst for truth never seemed to have been quenched ever since she appeared. It was like the more he spent time with Inna, the more questions he held rather than answers.

A part of him enjoyed such a challenge, but another part of him was frustrated beyond relief to see that even after reading nearly thousands and thousands of books, he still couldn't find the answer to every question Inna's existence threw at him.

Soon, the whole room grew silent, each of them lost in their own thoughts as their minds tried to unlock the mystery behind Inna's strangeness.
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But the silence was cut off when a soft knock echoed throughout the room.

"Yes?"

Solomon spoke up with a curious tone, expecting it to be the woman who held Inna's body. But when an old croaky voice answered him, he realized that it was Granny Zai behind the doors instead.

"Sir, may I come in? It concerns the young miss."

Solomon gestured at Ulima to open the door and snapping out of his reverie, Ulima quickly complied.

Granny Zai mumbled a polite 'thank you' before sighing in dismay.

"The little miss… she's eating for now but she seems to be far too on edge of everything. I am quite worried about her. She just woke up but this kind of behavior ruins the health, still, no? So, how should I go about this for her to stop being so… guarded? It feels quite… strange for me to act like she's a new person when she obviously carries the same face, voice, and body as that unruly brute."

Solomon smiled sadly when he saw the worry and concern all mixed in with exhaustion in Granny Zai's face, making the wrinkles in her old clammy freckled skin more evident.

"I guess the best you can do would be to just be there for her. Treat her as though she's just another sick person I picked up under my care. Not as Inna… but as someone else…"