Chapter 251: What She'll Do With Her...
Aelia: “S-silly? Me gaining a body, that is? If such, then is it safe to assume that…you will not allow my continued existence, Celia?” She asked with a cold tone.
Aelia’s people, even the knights, didn’t interfere with this talk. Likely, the AI must have informed them about the possibility of Celia showing up, and that they shouldn’t bother with fighting. After all, Aelia is, like, Mortal tier in terms of strength at best.
Of course, that is only if she had a real, physical body; without one, Aelia has no power whatsoever. Which is how come the woman isn’t trying to run away, fight, or argue with my wife. Though, by this point, it is quite clear that Aelia is her own person now, not a mere copy. My dearest wouldn’t kill her after now realizing that; hell, the AI has a Soul, too.
Celia: “No?” Was her short reply, doing a head tilt.
Aelia: “…”
Vulely: “…”
Aelia: “Ah, so I have yet out of that habit of being vague, I see. Celia, could you give me, a version of yourself, some pity and explain your viewpoint?” She pleaded with a deep sigh, rubbing her forehead.
Celia: “A manufactured body can never compare to even a lazily made vessel crafted by an unskilled God or Goddess. I highly doubt that method would work for you, in fact.” She answered in reply with a confident tone.
Aelia: “(- _ -)”
Since she’s so familiar with Celia, the AI cannot truly blame her for still being vague. Celia gave an answer, but it wasn’t what Aelia wanted to hear exactly, and didn’t even fully explain what point she is making. To be fair, Aelia wasn’t direct with her question… Damn, I don’t think that I, nor the rest of our group, gives Celia enough credit.
Even now, she’s only being vague with Aelia lightly, she could absolutely do worse. Oh, this is one of those times when I’m glad that Celia’s sense of morality is so solid, and that she leans heavily on the good side. If Celia was evil…all of existence would be erased, or forever under her control. Blessed be my good-hearted beloved!!!
Celia: “Are you still confused, Aelia?” She said with a raised eyebrow.
Aelia: “Deeply and utterly.” She instantly admitted.
Celia: “If you place yourself into an artificial, Mortal-made body, it’d just be a nightmare. Rather, you would be able to transfer a copy, another Engram, but, without Divinity, your Soul wouldn’t move over. So, there would then be two of you in existence.” She explained with a serious tone.
Aelia: “…”
Celia: “You agree with my conclusion, right? That’s why I called you silly, Aelia. And, considering that you’re an AI, you not realizing this own your own is also quite shocking.” She added with an oddly lecturing tone.
Aelia: “I-it is, yes. However, does this mean that I’ll never gain a physical body?” She asked with a sad tone and expression.
Celia: “By the means available to you, no. Though, I have no intention of leaving you in despair. You simply just have to say yes to my terms, and then you’ll have a true body, one of my making.” She answered with her arms crossed.
Aelia: “And…what would those terms happen to be?” She asked with a worried tone.
Celia: “Slavery.” She replied with a bright smile.
Aelia: “( @ _ @ )”
Vulely: “( @ _ @ )”
Everyone Else: “( @ _ @ )”