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Above the Gray Fog, within that magnificent and ancient palace, Klein slowly opened his eyes. He frowned slightly, looking at Leyton with a somewhat complex expression, and said, Leyton asked curiously, "You're tempted? What did he say?"
Klein nodded lightly, then repeated Ankewelt's words from the dream divination. At the end, he asked curiously, "Dragon of Wisdom was once the God of Knowledge's title? What is His current relationship and state with the former Dragon King? Also, he said that the Chaos Sea is concealed deep underground and was once controlled by the Ancient Sun God."
"How did the Ancient Sun God, who controlled the Chaos Sea, die? Who could kill him?"
"He said so much? Does Ariehogg, that Ancient Dragon, have a talkative trait?" Leyton muttered to himself, then straightened up slightly, cleared his throat, and said, "The Dragon of Wisdom was once the Dragon of Imagination's subordinate deity. Wisdom Angel was one of the eight King of Angels under the Ancient Sun God. They were all former identities of the God of Knowledge."
"This… No wonder you thrive among various forces..." Klein silently sighed. He even suspected that people from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom might, more or less, have some part-time jobs.
"The Ancient Sun God could be said to have committed suicide. At that time, he was already a half-Sequence Above existence. If it weren't for his voluntary action, the True Gods and King of Angels at the time could have defeated him, but certainly couldn't have killed him."
"Suicide? Why?" This answer was beyond Klein's expectation.
He had thought it would be a mutual destruction with another equally powerful existence, after all, besides the Chaos Sea, there's also Sefirah Castle, and Knowledge Moor, which can lead to Sequence Above…
"He was corrupted."
Leyton said with an undeniable sigh in his tone.
Klein frowned tightly, murmuring in disbelief, "Corruption… Can an existence of that level still be corrupted?"
Leyton shook his head gently, took a deep breath, and then said, "The essence of this world is madness!"
"Corruption has always been present, regardless of the Sequence level. In fact, the higher the Sequence, the closer to the beginning, the easier it is to be corrupted."
Klein was silent for a moment. He felt a dizzy spell, and his spirituality was almost unable to sustain itself.
He casually glanced at Leyton, chuckling as he said, "Let's stop here for today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leyton saw a crimson light rise in his vision. His thoughts were slightly dazed, and when he came to his senses, he was already back in the hotel in Bayam.
As soon as he recovered, his intuition was triggered. His gaze followed the direction of his instinct, and a letter lay alone on the coffee table in front of him.
"Who would be writing to me at this hour?"
Muttering softly, Leyton rose from the sofa and took two steps forward to approach the coffee table.
Before he could even bend down to pick up the envelope, thick, green vines suddenly fell around him. They covered the surrounding area like a downpour, intertwining and layering, rapidly forming a forest.
"Uh, it hasn't even been half an hour since the Captain left the Gray Fog, right? I actually underestimated Bernadette's place in the Captain's heart."
Leyton silently complained twice in his mind, then looked to his left, following his intuition:
There, a light composed of complex information emerged. In an illusory form, they surged through the barriers between reality and the Spirit World, reconstructing Bernadette's body before Leyton's eyes.
She wore a pair of comfortable beige trousers, black leather boots that weren't too short, and a light brown knee-length skirt. Unusually, she wasn't wearing her old-fashioned black soft hat.
"She seems to have come in a hurry. Hmm, how should I mislead her?"
Bernadette's gaze, without much emotion, swept over Leyton. She casually waved her arm, and layers of starlight appeared around them, quickly converging and condensing into two high-backed chairs and a small round table.
"Sit."
"I have some questions I'd like to ask you. Perhaps you already know what I want to ask?"
Leyton maintained his expression, not showing too obvious a change, and casually leaned back in the high-backed chair formed by starlight behind him.
"I want to know more information about him. I think you should know quite a bit, right?"
The question from Bernadette's mouth was exceptionally certain, as if it was a fact she had already confirmed.
Leyton leaned back in the high-backed chair, pondering for a moment, subconsciously rubbing his chin with his right hand.
Bernadette was very patient and did not interrupt. She sat quietly for a while, then summoned an invisible servant, took out a set of coffee utensils, and began to brew coffee in an orderly fashion.
A moment later, Bernadette placed a cup of brewed coffee in front of Leyton. Her voice was unhurried, even somewhat peculiar, as she said, "This is a type of coffee very popular among the upper nobility of Intis. You can try it."
"At first, this coffee wasn't popular in Intis, but he particularly liked it at the time, and gradually it became a trend."
Leyton nodded lightly, glanced at the heavily garnished coffee in front of him, and casually picked it up for a sip.
"Compared to coffee, I think it's more like milk tea… And it's too sweet! I can only accept five-tenths sugar."
Putting down the coffee in his hand, Leyton straightened up, gently tapping the coffee cup with his right index finger, and carefully chose his words before speaking, "I don't know how much the Captain told you about that place… Emperor Roselle indeed has a deep connection with it. That Mr. Fool is currently collecting Emperor Roselle's diaries. Next week, the Captain might write to you to request the diaries."
Bernadette nodded lightly, her voice flat as she said, "Cattleya only mentioned that she was pursued by knowledge from the Hidden Sage, and then rescued by a mysterious existence. Also, the astrolabe I gave her can establish some connection with a certain place."
"You gave it to her? No wonder the Captain always carries that astrolabe with her. However, since she was pulled into the Gray Fog, that astrolabe should be damaged."
His thoughts briefly diverged, but he quickly reined them in. Then, he showed a very faint smile and said, "Emperor Roselle's diaries record many things. Some are his casual musings, and some are hints deliberately left for certain people."
As he spoke, he looked up at Bernadette. There was almost no emotion on her face, only her eyes subtly deepened.
Bernadette was already a prominent figure in the mystical world, making it difficult to directly discern too obvious expressions or thoughts from her face. As these thoughts floated, Leyton stopped tapping the coffee cup and continued, "His diary mentions some rather secret matters and arrangements."
"The nine mausoleums he built for his Black Emperor ascension ritual were not all destroyed; one remains hidden on an Original Island deep within the Fog Sea."
"The exact location of that island is unknown to anyone but himself, and furthermore, that place has a very high level of corruption, rendering any divination or prophecy methods ineffective."
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