Chapter 42:

“The clay is lifeless; the body molded from it will naturally harden after a few days,” Levi said indifferently. “A body entirely made of breathing earth, however, will suffice.”

Lord Ewen’s steps faltered, the flame in the lantern ahead casting shadows in his eyes. “Brother, perhaps you’re unaware that breathing on earth is a constantly growing substance. Without adding clay, its form will change, making it impossible to mold into a human shape. Even if a soul is infused, it cannot give life to its features; it remains merely mud.”

Levi glanced at Lord Ewen, his expression arrogant. “I will shape it into a human form myself. Just provide me with the breathing earth.”

The guide ahead halted and exclaimed, “Arrogant!”

Levi simply chuckled, ignoring the remark as if it were a compliment.

Lord Ewen observed him for a while before speaking. “The amount of breathing earth is limited. Even if used entirely, it would only be enough to create one body. If the body creation fails, Arista will