Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

As a dragonborn in the idealistic system, Alori can see ghosts.

To be precise, Alori can see the residual thoughts left behind after the death of living creatures.

Although in theory, all individuals with a "soul" have the possibility of leaving behind residual thoughts.

But in reality it is very rare to leave a lasting impression.

According to Alori, it is more common to become a corpse than to become a ghost.

Based on Alori's expertise in a certain area, this conclusion can be used as a textbook-level answer.

When restrained in Auschwitz, Alori did not feel any sign of the Force Master turning into a ghost.

Not even a trace of regret appeared, it was a clean mess.

"Don't you think it's amazing how clean this mess is?"

Milin reminded Alori.

"When we kill the chickens, the chickens die very cleanly."

Alori thought for a moment and said.

"Are you having sex with a chicken?" Milin said angrily.

As a dragonborn, it is not surprising that Alori, in addition to having PTSD about beheadings, also has feelings for creatures like chickens.

But compared to the former, Alori took care of almost all the chicken-related matters after he followed Milin to this world.

Chopping off the head, plucking the hair, disemboweling and preparing it all in one go. Every bite of chicken Milin eats and every sip of chicken soup he drinks in this world is attributed to Alori.

"Hehe, so boss, you mean that he used some special method to preserve his soul."

Alori decisively changed the subject.

"It is possible." After all, even the peers in the parallel world are not the same person.

"But whether it will work or not, you will know if you try it."

"How to try?"

"You move him to the warehouse first." Milin said.

It is said to be a warehouse, but it is actually the cellar of the castle.

After several cleanings, the garbage and not-so-garbage things accumulated here by the previous or previous lords have been cleared away.

After replacing it with the garbage collected by Yon Lin...it seems that nothing has changed.

Of course, Milin has never thought so. Collecting addiction is a good virtue of the Fourth Natural Disaster. If it weren't for this virtue, where would the large Caesar gold coins come from to start the recruitment of Darahan cavalry.

And compared to the messy garbage piles of the previous lords, Milin placed these collections neatly.

Although this neatness is always complained by Ella, it looks like the sacrifice room of an evil church.

The cold corpse of Auschwitz was placed on the center stage of the sacrifice room.

Under Gray Feng's treatment, the wounds and damaged organs on the body have been repaired, but the dead nerve cells cannot be recovered so easily.

Reviving nerve cells while retaining the original consciousness... This kind of materialistic resurrection technique requires extremely high computing power.

And this Jedi Master should be considered on the idealistic side.

If you use materialistic methods to resurrect an idealistic person, it is very likely that the person who will be resurrected will be a completely different person.

"What should I do next? Do I need to recite any spells?" As a representative of the spiritual side beside Milin, Alori asked, looking down at Auschwitz lying on the platform.

"There is no such thing. If you want to manifest the Jedi Heroic Spirit, you don't need any spells."

Milin, who was standing directly opposite Alori, also looked down at the Jedi Master who seemed to be sleeping.

"oh"

"Um"

"that……"

"What's wrong?" Milin was a little surprised as to why Alori kept mumbling for a long time.

"Isn't it done yet?" Alori seemed to be curious about what a Jedi Heroic Spirit was.

"How did it come so fast..." Milin rolled his eyes at Alori who urged him.

"Okay" Alori suppressed his curiosity and continued to wait for the "resurrection"

However, after a while, there was still no response in the quiet basement.

"..." This time, not only Alori, but also Hui Feng, who was standing on the other side, and Ella, who was sitting in the corner of the room, cast doubtful eyes on Milin.

"It seems...it seems that I don't know how to summon Jedi heroes."

Milin, who has a complete set of Jedi and Sith training techniques, discovered that these techniques did not include the method of calling Jedi heroes.

Even descriptions of the Jedi themselves are vague.

"No energy fluctuations of y-1 or y-2 were detected." Gray Feng opened his mouth and said the last blow at the right time.

"Then...should I pretend to fall to the ground to alleviate your embarrassment, boss?" Seeing Gray Wind's last hit making Milin look embarrassed, Alori said with a suppressed smile.

"Are you trying to relieve the embarrassment?" Milin said speechlessly.

"At least it's cooperation. I'm the only one who cooperates like this. Sister Hui Feng won't do such a thing."

As soon as Alori finished speaking, there was a sound in the corner of the room followed by something falling to the floor.

"You go on, don't worry about me, I'll pack the things." Ella, who broke the chair for some reason, rubbed her waist and eyes.

The chair that can theoretically bear a weight of at least 1,000kg has been broken, and the chair-breaking tribe has indeed lived up to its reputation.

"Since there is no method in the manual." Milin complained silently in his heart and looked away from Ella, closing his eyes and said: "Then try to work hard to achieve a miracle."

"What Dali, wow..." Alori, who was about to ask, was startled.

In her sight, after closing his eyes, Milin's body suddenly burst into bursts of dazzling light.

The dazzling, almost blinding light formed a pair of slowly flapping transparent light wings behind Milin.

Although he did not have Alori's vision, in Gray Wind's detection system, the energy fluctuation registered as y-2... that is, the power of the light side of the Force showed exponential growth.

Ayla, who had neither Alori's Dragon Eye nor Gray Wind's detection ability, only felt that the originally cold basement suddenly felt a little warmer.

"Boss, you look like this..." Alori said as he rubbed his flashed eyes.

"What's wrong with me?" Milin, who not only changed his profession to become a Jedi, but also worked very hard to disturb the Force, spoke in a somewhat ethereal voice.

"...Boss, your face is missing..." Alori said loudly.

"...Use normal vision and don't use buffs if you have nothing to do." Milin complained.

"Oh, right." As if being reminded, Alori's eyes of the sauromorph with vertical pupils returned to their original appearance.

Alori was relieved to see that Alori remained the same in normal vision.

"...What's wrong?" Milin's voice was still very empty.

"I'm just worried that you will become shameless, boss, and I will suffer a big loss."

For Alori, Milin's appearance is almost the same as that of the Ultimate Pill. Looking at Milin when there is nothing wrong can make him full of energy no matter what mood he is in.

"..." Before Milin could make a precise complaint about the nymphomaniacal female dragon.

A fourth voice sounded in the basement filled with Force disturbances.

"It's incredible."

Four pairs of eyes looked at the place where the sound came from.

A light blue translucent shadow gradually appeared in the air, changing into the appearance of Auschwitz.

Reappearing in Auschwitz as a Jedi hero, he looked at Milin with strange eyes, and after a while he said:

"It turns out that to transcend life and death, you need to integrate into the Force."

"Taught, Master."

The master yelled in such a way that it was completely impossible to tell that a few hours ago, the temple guard was still in a state of hostility with Milin.