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Chapter 748

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Angor didn't want to get involved in the Leviathan's business. It was a wizard-level monster, after all. Even if there was a great destiny waiting for him inside, it was not something he could join.

Therefore, he didn't care about the Leviathan at all after returning from the White Clam Shipping Company. Every day, he immersed himself in studying the "Blank Poem".

A week later, with the help of the tablet, Angor finally managed to create ten runes on the "Blank Poem". Although he was still a distance away from the final full set of mageweaths, every five mageweaths was a threshold. If he could break through to the tenth mageweath, he would not be far from the full set of mageweaths.

Meanwhile, Erwin also returned home from the White Clam Shipping Company.

"Mister Padt, I've collected all the information you asked for. But this is only the company, so the earliest date I can find is two thousand years ago. "Erwin walked in while dragging a large cloth bag that was almost as tall as himself.

The pile of documents almost filled up the entire corner of the room. They contained detailed information about the weather conditions of all major shipping routes at Devil's Water in the past two thousand years.

What Angor was looking for was the "always sunny waters" recorded in Lucas' logbook.

Angor searched for a long time, but he didn't find any detailed information about the weather conditions of any particular region. Instead, he found a clear timeline of each voyage.

To do a regional climate analysis, he had to match the locations one by one.

This wasn't an easy task. It would take a long time to analyze the weather conditions of each region using hundreds of thousands of voyages over the past two thousand years.

Angor didn't have the time to do that either. He simply recorded all the information into the tablet and let it sort it out.

Thanks to the tablet's fast processing speed, Angor soon obtained a summary of the weather conditions at Devil's Water.

Was there an "always sunny waters" in the past two thousand years? Was Lucas lying to him?

Angor went straight to the final conclusion.

Half a day later, Angor frowned.

"There's no such thing as" always sunny waters ". Almost every region has records of" never sunny "weather. But …" Angor's eyes stopped at a place called "Nautilus Sea".

Nautilus Sea had a record of changing weather conditions 1,800 years ago, ranging from rainy days to thunderstorms.

But after that, the weather records of the Nautilus Sea were all sunny?

The weather had been fine for eighteen hundred years!

Of course, it was impossible for a region to record the weather every day. After all, the ships were moving. At most, there would be seven or eight ships a month. In other words, the weather of the region would be recorded at most seven or eight times a month.

Therefore, there were still coincidences. However, if the total time was extended to two thousand years, then the chance would be greatly reduced, and the final appearance would definitely be inevitable.

In other words, it was very likely that the Nautilus Sea had maintained a clear weather for 1,800 years.

"If we count from 1,800 years ago, the Nautilus Sea can barely be called an 'eternally clear sea'. But Lucas clearly lived in the Age of Gold three thousand years ago. "

Angor rubbed his forehead. "I knew it. Something like this happened again."

Logically speaking, a logbook would record the events that happened at that time. In other words, Lucas' logbook must have recorded the events of the Age of Gold that he lived in three thousand years ago.

But the "eternally clear sea" recorded in Lucas' logbook didn't happen three thousand years ago. Instead, it started around 1,800 years ago.

Also, the "Flower of Tears" mentioned in the logbook didn't happen three thousand years ago. According to the story of "Naya the Beauty", it happened two thousand years ago during the Age of Silver.

Even the "island spirits" recorded in Lucas' logbook, if the giant undead creatures in Specter Sea were counted as "island spirits", there were also some discrepancies.

The more Angor read about Lucas' logbook, the more he felt that it was strange and absurd.

If the logbook was real, then it didn't match the actual situation at that time.

But if you want to say that everything he recorded was fake, that Lucas was a liar, that wouldn't be right either. What Lucas recorded in the logbook appeared in a different way.

"That's strange. Is Lucas a prophet like Dodoro? Is he a prophet? Maybe his logbook only recorded what he saw from prophecies? But that doesn't sound right … "Angor pondered." I think I've found something, but I can't see it clearly. "

After staying in his room for about a week, Angor finally left his house.

He planned to go to the library in Yothur City and see if he could find anything about Lucas.

The library was located in the Academy District, which was not far from the upper city. Angor was on his way to the library when he ran into some trouble. He was refused entry because of his attire.

"Oh, dear Marcel! A vagrant like you wants to enter the palace of knowledge? That's against the rules! " The guard at the library didn't seem to be well-dressed himself, but he still had a good reason to criticize Angor.

Angor checked his own clothes. Indeed, they weren't all that neat. Also, Angor's "middle-aged man" was supposed to be sloppy and unkempt. It made sense that he was rejected.

Angor didn't want to argue with a mortal. He used a nightmare illusion to confuse the guard's mind and walked into the library.

There were checkpoints set up in every section of the library, which required a library card to read the books.

Now that Angor had activated Infinite Reticence, the checkpoints were useless. No one could stop him from moving freely in the library.

He stayed in the library for about a day and read about the legend of "Naya the Beauty". However, he didn't find anything about Lucas.

Angor left the library and returned to Marcel District.

When he came back, he didn't see Erwin here. Instead, he saw Helen.

"Every time The Limpet goes out to sea, someone dies in eternal sleep. Captain Erwin always brings compensation to the families of the deceased sailors, "Helen explained." There aren't many sailors who died on The Limpet this time, but they are all from the Fey Continent. However, their families are all on the Fey Continent. The only one in the Ferran Continent is Ivy City, the capital of Alurus. Captain Erwin left for Ivy City yesterday morning. "

Angor planned to ask Erwin for help, but since the man was already gone, he looked at Helen.

"So, Miss Helen, do you know anything about Yothur City?"

Dressed casually, Helen tucked her hair behind her ear. "It's okay. Yothur City is my second home."

"Can you do me a favor then? Help me find someone who knows a lot about history, especially the Age of Gold and Age of Silver. "

Helen didn't ask what he was going to do. She agreed without hesitation and turned to leave.

While Helen was away, Tulu also came to ask for a leave of absence.

"Mister Padt, I want to go back to the fishing village," Tulu said. "My grandmother is gone, but I still know a lot of people in the village. I don't know when I'll come back, so I want to see them."

"Sure. You can even stay in the fishing village for a while longer if you want."

Tulu was confused.

Angor explained, "I'm going to visit other places in Ferran to see if I can find other talents. I'll come and pick you up when I'm back. "

"When will you be back, mister?"

"About one or two months," said Angor as he considered. In the meantime, you can stay in the fishing village or Yothur City. "

One or two months wasn't a long time. Tulu also wanted to use this time to learn Circular Cut Channeling. Due to the bad weather, The Limpet was often tossed around on the sea, so Tulu couldn't meditate yet.

Tulu nodded. "Alright. I'll stay in the fishing village and wait for you, sir."

Before Tulu left, Angor took out two defensive scrolls for Tulu to protect himself. Since Tulu was a rare talent, Angor didn't know if he could find another one in the future.

After Tulu left, Angor was the only one left in the room.

Such peaceful days actually made him feel quite comfortable.

In fact, it only took two days for the Blank Poem to break through another mageweath and reach the 11th mageweath.

On the afternoon of the third day, Helen finally showed up in front of Angor with a tired look. She was accompanied by a handsome man in noble clothes.

"Mister Padt, only nobles have the right to record history in Aureum. It's a serious crime for mortals to pry into history. Therefore, I could only ask Tony to help me ask around. "Helen pointed at the man beside her.

Neet quickly bowed to Angor. "Mister Padt."

"You look familiar …" Angor looked at Neet from head to toe.

Neet scratched the back of his head. "Last time, on the ship, you asked me about the story of Naya the Fair."

"You're the noble sailor who told me another story about Naya the Fair?" Angor nodded. Tulu did tell him about "Naya the Fair", but there was also another noble sailor who told him about a cruel version of Naya the Fair.

This young man named Neet was the one who told Angor about Naya the Fair.

He took off his rough linen clothes and put on a gentleman's outfit. He immediately turned from a rough man into an elegant noble. Angor didn't recognize him yet.

Helen explained Neet's identity to Angor. Neet was a hereditary noble of the Anrum Dynasty, and his family had the title of "Glorious Count".

Normally speaking, Neet grew up in a traditional noble family. However, he didn't like the rules, so when he came of age, he went to Yother Academy under the pretext of studying abroad. However, he failed and ended up on The Limpet instead.

Neet was also an oddball among the nobles. He didn't care about the life of the upper class. Instead, he was attracted by the life of wandering the sea.

However, Neet was a man who was willing to follow his dreams and live his own life. Compared to those nobles who were bound by rules, Angor liked Neet more.

"Tell me. Did you find anything?"

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