In the academic research center of St. Freya Academy, the conference room that could accommodate dozens of people was very noisy at this time. A black-haired young man looked at the professors who stood up and refuted each other in front of him. He took a sip of tea, looked around, and sighed.
Luo Ya had imagined a lot of situations that might happen in this conference. For example, the scholars of the Austin Empire might refuse to cooperate because of some emotional reasons, or the views of different countries were different. However, after really participating, the young man found that the reality was much worse than he thought. Luo Ya was not called as a scholar, but as a witness.
"No, no, when I arrived the next day, the fortress had already disappeared."
"… This is a reaction from my bloodline, and many soldiers also witnessed the abnormality of the fog at that time."
"… This is a memory brought to me by my bloodline."
Recalling the question and answer with the scholars before, Luo Ya's face couldn't help but become gloomy. Yes, this was the main reason why Luo Ya was invited, which was to prove that the [Six Disasters] did the incident in Tucker Fortress. m.
For Luo Ya who had seen several [Six Disasters] and even had the Crown Stone, this was a fact that didn't need to be debated. However, this feeling and historical experience couldn't convince the objectors. Helpless, Luo Ya could only push everything to the memory of his bloodline, which was an answer that others could understand.
"I think this fog has no direct relationship with the disappearance of Tucker Fortress. Those soldiers may have seen it wrongly because of the strange weather, or maybe because they were under the illusion of the enemy."
For two whole hours, in the face of several scholars who asked him several times, the black-haired young man insisted that it was the [Six Disasters] who did it. However, there weren't many people who supported Luo Ya. Most people were still inclined to believe that this was a man-made incident.
But being reasonable didn't mean being correct. Rather, it would be better to say that it would lead the investigation to the wrong path. Moreover, the black-haired young man felt that finding reason in this matter was wrong to begin with, because the disappearance of the Tucker Fortress itself was unreasonable.
In the afternoon, there was no progress in the meeting. Roja was looking forward to finding clues, but now he felt like he was watching a monkey show. He could only sigh that the reality is too cruel. Things often don't go well.
Investigating the Tucker Fortress incident and the [Mist of Concealment] wasn't just a mission that Luo Ya received from the academy. It was also a promise that the young man made to the princess. No matter whether Prince Kai Yin survived or not, Luo Ya had to give an answer.
[Understood. Searching the library's database. Countdown: 13 minutes. Please wait.]
"How are you able to control the academy's artificial sprites? Isn't this something that only the dean can use? "
[Lady Luo Ya Akat has the Level 1 Authority inherited from Lady Estrid. She has the right to give orders, grant authority, and rank …]
In order to reverse the direction of the investigation, Luo Ya needed a large number of ancient books to prove the existence and characteristics of the [Six Disasters]. But fortunately, as one of the world's three major libraries, the national wisdom library should be able to take on this task.
Of course, the artificial sprite wasn't searching at a certain level. She could only roughly screen out the possible ancient books for Luo Ya. The specific work still required a lot of manpower. But under the mission system of St. Freya Academy, as long as there were points, there was no need to worry about a lack of students. And the students of St. Freya Academy were definitely qualified in terms of quality.
Originally, the black-haired young man wanted to hand this job over to the Ai Lisi. But after obtaining the identity of a Ringbearer, the Ai Lisi became busy. Today, she was invited by the School of Thought to visit. On the other hand, the silver-haired young lady wasn't too interested in history.
In the library that was specially set aside for a large conference room, the black-haired young man and the tall man sorted out the information that Margret filtered out. But in the midst of sorting out, Gelt suddenly told Luo Ya something.
"Hmm? It seems that you really did a serious investigation after going back. So, what did you find out? "
"Is that so …"
However, Gulan Daer was the King of the Giants and the last king of the Giants. If his death was related to the Savior, does that mean that the disappearance of the Giants was also related to the Savior?
If it was really something that was unbearable to recall, not remembering it might be a blessing. The young man exhaled, turned his attention back to the information in front of him, and continued to browse seriously.
In Luo Ya's previous life, the ancient country with thousands of years of brilliant civilization had a saying that "history is a mirror". This was a very normal saying for China, which had thousands of years of history books, but in fact, it was abnormal on a global scale.
In the world of Xi Ya, the situation was much better. It wasn't that the people here had the quality and foundation to pass down the culture, but the Xi Ya humans had a long lifespan.
But even so, the historical inheritance of the Xi Ya humans wasn't as smooth as imagined. The westward migration at the end of the second era could be said to have almost destroyed half of the civilization. As a result, the various information that the ancient Austin Empire painstakingly collected in the second era was once again incomplete.
But even so, Luo Ya still found some sporadic clues, but ironically, most of them were obtained from the cultists.
The Saint Heroes Society still had some understanding of the so-called Oracle, but it was very metaphysical and abstract.
Looking at this information, Luo Ya almost couldn't help but recall the nightmare he had in the hotel on the night of the Tuck Fortress incident. Previously, Luo Ya thought that the arrival of the [Mist of Concealment] had aroused his subconscious, causing him to dream of Mother Goddess. But now, it seemed that there was actually another explanation.
After pondering for a long time, the black-haired young man roughly speculated the cause of the incident. But he had to admit that the cause wasn't that important now. The most important thing was how to find the damn mist. But to Luo Ya's disappointment, he couldn't find any information about it.
After studying for a long time, this was it?
"Sigh, forget it, it's only the first day …"
For the rest of the time, the black-haired young man and the tall giant bloodline warrior bent over the table and studied until late at night. They only left together when the library was about to close. After spending a few hours together, Luo Ya also discovered the similarities between himself and Gelt. That was, they were both history enthusiasts and wouldn't find it boring to read historical materials.
Luo Ya's bloodline ability allowed him to easily distinguish which were true records and which were useless nonsense. Gelt's [Trace] source substance wasn't only powerful in battle, but it also had a wonderful use in archaeology. That was to read the memory of objects.
An ancient item had been passed down for thousands of years. Not to mention the location where it was stored, even the owner was likely to have hundreds of owners. However, Gelt's [Trace] could only see a part of it. For example, Gelt might see when it was a piece of cloth or when it was worn by a young girl. Everything was random.
Is this a man's divine ability?
Shaking his head and throwing some bad thoughts to the back of his head, the black-haired young man finally returned to Gray Hall near midnight. At this time, most of the lights in Gray Hall had been extinguished and the students had also entered their sleep. Luo Ya didn't want to disturb others, but he didn't immediately enter. Instead, he stood in the courtyard and carefully observed.
Now that both of them were students of St. Freya Academy and were also ringbearers, it was naturally impossible for them to sleep together. Therefore, the black-haired young man deliberately checked the surroundings, but to his surprise, he didn't find anything.
With doubts in his heart, the young man entered the hall with light footsteps. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that it was normal. After all, Gray Hall was in a secluded mountain, and Ai Lisi's temporary dormitory building was located in the central campus. The distance between the two was indeed very far. Although Ai Lisi's ability to teleport under the moon was powerful, but how could she cross such a long distance?
“.....”
Under the moonlight, the black-haired young man stood at the door and fell into silence.
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