Above The Sky
Chapter 969 - 969 89 A Glimpse into Guardian Axel's True Plan 5400_2

969: Chapter 89: A Glimpse into Guardian Axel’s True Plan (5400)_2 969: Chapter 89: A Glimpse into Guardian Axel’s True Plan (5400)_2 Roland was slightly stunned, but he insisted, “You must have considered it.

If it really comes down to it, I’m willing to assist.

This is my choice; you needn’t bear it on my behalf, Lord.”

“Alright.”

Ian nodded slightly, while Adalbert shook his head and sighed, a look of ‘Ian sees through everything’ on his face, before taking Roland to administer the elixir to Moda.

“Turn your father over.”

The Deceased Monarch Researcher spoke gently, “His body is still relatively healthy; it’s just his brain that has deteriorated, a sort of mental death—what we’re about to try is an alternative method to restore part of his…

normal cognitive abilities.”

“You know, whether it’s depression or mania, they directly affect a person’s thinking and emotions.

If we can restore the capacity for normal thought, perhaps your father won’t feel such a persistent urge to seek death?”

This was both a consolation and an assessment.

Roland understood clearly that the other party was trying to ease his mind—it truly was a kind person.

But, what he thought was actually quite simple.

“Wish to die?”

While helping Adalbert immobilize Steward Moda, and then assisting in injecting a tube of azure elixir into his spinal canal, his gaze was deep: “You pathetic old man, you’ve never managed to make me live according to your will throughout your life.

Whether in becoming a Mechanical Engineer or in your desire to die, which I refuse to fulfill, it has always been so!”

And after the injection of the elixir.

Visibly, Steward Moda’s condition significantly improved.

At least he was no longer delirious, and his breathing became much steadier.

“Just wait.”

Ian narrowed his eyes, a flicker of light in his pupils, and then said, “In a few days, we will see the effect, and Steward Moda will be able to regain consciousness.”

“Roland, don’t disturb your father right now.

I know you have many things you want to ask me, let’s go outside and talk.”

Truthfully, Roland didn’t really have anything he wanted to ask Ian.

That’s probably also a flaw of Ian’s—he always instinctively assumes that everyone is as curious as he is, like Roland would want to know what elixir Ian used to revive his father.

But in reality, how could an ordinary person think so much—a Lord Alchemist should naturally have this capability, shouldn’t he?

It has always been quite normal for Ian to resolve any issue with any elixir at any time.

That’s how the story is written!

Hence, Roland had no questions about the ‘Artificial Soul Elixir’ but rather solemnly pledged his loyalty to Ian—not just in a working relationship, but personal loyalty to the name Ian himself.

This frustrated Ian, who had prepared a whole set of explanations.

“Do they really not have any curiosity?”

After leaving Roland’s home, Ian complained to Adalbert: “This is completely unknown, without any instructions for use, no clinical trial certifications, and no guarantees—it’s an ‘elixir with no three guarantees’.

How can Roland be so at ease, not even asking a single question?”

“Isn’t this normal?

The person is close to death, and the Lord kindly provides an elixir to save him—who would think to ask what elixir is at such a time?”

Adalbert looked puzzled, shaking his head and saying, “Ian, you say this as if you have even less EQ than I do!”

Ian found it hard to accept that Adalbert accused him of having less EQ.

And Adalbert pressed on: “Besides, Ian, according to your habits, you would not have undertaken this plan without being sure that you could definitely save Steward Moda, right?”

He understood Ian.

Ian indeed had anticipated Steward Moda’s stable condition before proceeding with this plan.

Steward Moda just happened to be elderly, an acquaintance of Ian, suffering from severe mental disorders and brain deterioration, and close to death—without the elixir, he was certain to die.

From any perspective, Steward Moda was the most suitable candidate for the first batch of ‘Artificial Soul’.

Thus, upon learning of Steward Moda’s condition, Ian immediately included him among the targets for the Artificial Soul experiment.

And Adalbert would not have chosen anyone else.

As for the outcome…

All they needed to do was wait.

Four days later.

Steward Moda regained consciousness from his coma.

In the small room, quite a few people were present, aside from Roland, Ian, Scott, and Adalbert were also on the scene, and beyond them, the Guardian stood at the door, while Old Farrel, having finished his administrative duties, came here immediately afterwards.

By now, the full administrative team of the Xia Hui Territory had gathered here.

In light of this, even if Roland was usually careless, he could understand that the elixir injected into his father was something incredibly important— it might even be said to be an experimental item influencing the territory’s future decision making.

Not only that, but having communicated with Steward Moda, Roland indeed noticed something abnormal about his father.

“Lord?”

On the bed, Steward Moda lifted his head, his previously scattered gaze refocused, turning towards the white-haired youth by his bedside: “You’re here…

Such a wonderful elixir.

I feel…

an unprecedented clarity and peace of mind.”

The old man’s tone was calm, his expression gentle, and there was no trace of the past gloom and despondency: “That extremely depressive period seems like a dream.

Was that person really me?

Or could it be the other way around…”

Roland also looked worriedly at his father—he had contemplated that after waking up, Steward Moda might seek death again or scold him for interfering in his march towards death.