Regardless of the language they speak, they can understand each other? Klein's focus skipped over Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina's first sentence and focused on the second sentence that didn't seem problematic.
Although this was the World created by Rosell's Travels, and everything was possible, certain details still revealed certain problems!
To Klein, what mattered wasn't the fact that they could understand each other, but the method of understanding.
Does this World have a fixed rule similar to language proficiency, or is there a consciousness that stands above everyone else, assisting in the simultaneous interpretation, just like what I did on the Tarot? If it's the former, the target who doesn't understand Jotun will clearly hear an unfamiliar language, but they will be able to understand the meaning. If it's the latter, they will hear a familiar language … As he had grasped many ancient or supernatural languages, Klein was momentarily unable to make an accurate judgment. He slowed down his footsteps and walked beside Dhaniz.
He suppressed his voice and asked, "What language did you hear Rosell speak?"
Dhaniz was taken aback for a second as he recalled and said, "It's a somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar language.
"It's a familiar yet strange language, but I can understand everything."
The supernatural language he had completely grasped was ancient Hermes, followed by Elvish. He could only be considered a beginner in Jotun.
Hmm, a rule similar to language proficiency … Understanding at the mental level … This means that the underlying rules of the World in the book can be different from those of the outside world. It stems from one's own settings, but the changes can't exceed a certain limit. This point is still questionable and needs to be verified. After all, I can't eliminate the possibility that there's an existence like The Fool who uses mental communication to complete the translation … Edwina is indeed very sharp and good at observation. The problem she discovered points straight to the essence of this World in the book … As he pondered, Klein unhurriedly entered the large, dark cave.
As for the strange history narrated by the main character's team members, he wasn't surprised at all. He was even waiting for the details to appear.
Klein had long known that the Churches and the various countries of the Northern Continent were consciously destroying or hiding information, hiding the true history of the Fourth Epoch, Third Epoch, and even the Second Epoch. The information that was circulated in the outside World was naturally different from what the members of the main character's team who had lived in those eras understood.
This was also one of the reasons why Klein took the risk to enter the World of the book!
In a spacious and airy cave, there were three humanoid creatures scattered around a bonfire that emitted light and heat.
One of them was dressed in an extremely simple white robe. His back was facing the fire, and his eyes were closed as he focused on praying. He was a middle-aged man with wrinkles, but he wasn't old. He had short brown hair, and his shoulders, arms, calves, and feet were all exposed, covered with all kinds of old scars.
Beside him was a young man who was sleeping with his head on a rock. He wore heavy and tough black full-body armor, and by his hand was a black sword that shimmered with a cold light. His facial features were rather deep, and he had obvious characteristics of Rouen.
Sitting opposite the two was a strangely dressed man in his thirties. He made people feel uncomfortable. He wore a sharp and hard black hat, and his coat was buttoned up and down in a messy manner. It was neither symmetrical nor coordinated.
In addition, he wore leather boots that pointed up high, making him look like a clown in a circus.
This man had a rather good face. He had flaxen hair, dark brown eyes, and a high nose bridge and thin lips. Even though he was sitting, he exuded an arrogant feeling.
Edwina pointed at him and said, "Viscount Mobet Zoroast of the Solomon Empire.
"Solomon Empire's Viscount Mobet Zoroast, a gentleman who can take away other people's ideals and dreams."
"There's no need to be so tactful. Nice to meet you. I'm a Sequence 5 of the Marauder pathway, Dream Stealer," Mobet said with a chuckle, completely unlike the arrogance he exuded.
A member of the Zoroast family … Leonard has an angel from this family parasitized in his body. Perhaps he knows them? Heh, I know what the Marauder pathway's Sequence 5 and Sequence 4 are called, but I don't know the corresponding Sequence 7 and Sequence 6 … Many thoughts flashed through Klein's mind without batting an eyelid.
At this moment, Anderson had already greeted the other party with a warm smile. He asked in a friendly manner, "
He asked in a friendly manner, "To be frank, this is the first time I've heard of Dream Stealer. I only know Marauder and Swindler. There are two Sequences missing in between."
"Are the Beyonders of this pathway so rare? Doesn't Edwina know? Sequence 7, Cryptologist. Sequence 6, Fire Thief. Haha, let me introduce you. " He believes in the Lord who created everything, the omnipotent and omniscient God. You don't have to care about him. He has completely sealed himself in his faith, the World. But in battle, he will be a very reliable companion. Sigh, Snowman, you should at least say something. “
Mobet, who didn't receive a response, rubbed his chin with a wry smile.
"This is the treatment I've always received. It might be hard for you to imagine that when I first entered this place, I was an arrogant, reserved, and cultured noble. But the long passage of time has changed everything. Hehe, when your companion is a giant who only knows how to laugh and shout slogans …"
When he said this, Rosell, who was sitting on a rock, smiled in a simple and honest manner. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. That vertical single eye did not have the ferocity and brutality that all kinds of giants desperately tried to portray in the rumors.
Mobet shook his head and pointed at the ascetic, Snowman.
"As for him, he might not say a word for years or decades. Siatas is a very violent woman. As long as there's the slightest fluctuation in her emotions, she'll beat me up. Sigh, as much as I admired her in the past, I'm now just as, uh, afraid of her. Therefore, I can only take the initiative to speak to them; otherwise, I'll definitely go mad!
"Thankfully, Frunziar came later. He's rather talkative. Hey, Frunziar, wake up. We have new companions!"
The sleeping black-armored knight slowly woke up and opened his eyes to look at Klein and company.
Suddenly, he stood up amidst the sound of metal clashing. He stared at Klein.
"Someone from Rouen?"
"Yes." Klein nodded frankly. He realized that this former Rouen soldier who had been missing for more than 165 years didn't look old at all. His black hair drooped down, and his blue eyes were sharp. It made one subconsciously want to obey him.
Frunziar clearly fell into a daze, but he quickly restrained his expression.
"Do you know of the Edwardians in Baekeland?"
"There are many Edwardians in Baekeland," Klein replied simply.
"The Edwardians who live at 18 Delhaire Street in the Northwest Borough," Frunziar pressed anxiously.
Klein shook his head.
"There's no longer a Northwest Borough."
"There's no longer a Northwest Borough …" Frunziar repeated softly as his voice gradually softened.
He fell silent for a few seconds before exhaling.
"I don't know how many years have passed outside, but it should've been many years. Edwina told me the exact year, but I don't remember which year I came in … I spend most of my time sleeping. Time here seems to be frozen."
Mobet Zoroast chuckled when he heard that.
"That's just your bad luck. Back when we were traversing the cities and villages, everything was perfect."
He looked at Klein, Anderson, and Dhaniz.
"Back then, we lived in a place with humans and intelligent races. We got married again and again, watching our wives age, weaken, and die. Heh, before a new member joins us, we would forget our goals. We would lead an ordinary but happy and relaxed life for decades or centuries. The only bad thing was that we weren't able to have our own children.
"Then, Frunziar came. We entered this snow-covered region and hunted many monsters, but we gradually fell into a deep slumber. We were rarely awake until we met Edwina."
This also means that time in the World in the book flows normally. What maintains the progress of the story is the influence of a particular force on the main character's team. Before a new member joins, before the book flips, they will remain at the previous node and do something else … This is similar to language translation at the mental level …
Conversely, can it be said that the towns and villages in the World in the book are developing normally and truly? Yes, we have to find King of the North Ulyssan as soon as possible. Otherwise, with the passage of time, we will also suffer from that influence, falling into a deep slumber or forgetting our main goal. We will stay here for a very long time until a new member is swallowed into the book and finds us … Klein fell silent for a few seconds. Just as he was about to speak, Edwina spoke first.
"There's no need to worry about this problem.
"We will soon encounter the King of the North."
"Why?" Anderson and Mobet asked in unison.
Edwina surveyed the area.
"Before I came in, there were only a few pages left of the travel notes that were glued together.
"And now, all of you have entered and found the camp. There will definitely be more pages that have been flipped. The story is about to come to an end."
Mobet nodded indiscernibly, agreeing with Edwina's judgment. As for Anderson, he softly muttered the words "adhesion."
Edwina then introduced Klein, Anderson, and Dhaniz. She then sat by the fire as a demonstration.
Klein took off his hat and held it together with his cane. He slowly sat down and looked at Mobet Zoroast, who loved to talk.
"Has he heard of the Tudor Empire and the Telun Sostel Empire?"
He didn't beat around the bush and directly returned with a question. This was the persona of the German Sparrow.
"No." Mobet shook his head. "Edwina has already asked me. Heh, back in my era, the Tudor and Telun Sostel families were like our Zoroast family. They were powerful nobles of the Solomon Empire, loyal to the Black Emperor."
So the Tudor and Telun Sostel families are traitors of the Solomon Empire … Klein thought for a moment.
"Apart from you, what other nobles are there in the Solomon Empire?"
"Many." Mobet smiled as he glanced at Frunziar. "Augustus, Abraham, Zaratul, etc. Wait, wait, wait. Back in my era, the Church of Evernight's nemesis was the Church of the God of Combat and the Southern Continent's Eggers family. The Lord of Storms, Eternal Blazing Sun, and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom were at odds with each other, hoping to obtain the support of the Solomon Empire."
He paused for two seconds as his expression gradually turned solemn.
"Back then, deities walked the land, not the astral world."
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