In the garden of the Oak Hall, unknown flowers were blooming quietly. Powerful nature magic maintained the vitality of this place, so that the various plants that could only grow in the southern region were full of vitality in the northern land. There was also a wind enchantment that shrouded the entire courtyard. The noise from the other areas of the town was weakened layer by layer, and only a few faint sounds were left here. It did not seem noisy, but it was even quieter.
Gwen sat at the round table. The delicate gold-plated round cup was filled with the fresh aroma of tea. Some elven snacks and tropical fruits that were not commonly seen in the human world were decorated on the silver plate. It was a pleasing sight.
The Silver Queen Bersetia sat opposite Gwen. The ruler of the Elven Empire had a faint smile on her face. She had been looking at Gwen for a long time before she broke the silence. "When we first heard the news of your 'resurrection', the entire Elven Court was in turmoil. Many elves who were familiar with you are still alive. They were shocked by the news, including me. Unfortunately, the Silver Empire was too far away from the Ansu at that time, and the situation in the north was too chaotic. We could only get some limited information. It was not until the magic net and the sentry tower were connected that the situation in the north became clear."
"… A lot of things happened." Gwen recalled what he had witnessed after his' resurrection 'and sighed sincerely. "You can't imagine what I saw when I woke up. The kingdom was beyond recognition, and order was in chaos. I had to fight again after I woke up 700 years ago. And most importantly, after 700 years, not only did the humans not make any progress in their counterattack on the wasteland, they had even retreated."
He spoke with the tone of Gawain Cecil. Under the influence of their shared memories and personal experience, these emotions came from the bottom of his heart. Even the Silver Queen could not help but sigh. "I can understand … For more than seven hundred years, I have seen with my own eyes how this world has changed into this. The four pioneer armies that once rushed out of the Gondor wasteland have become complete strangers in the past hundreds of years. Good or bad, but the common point is that almost everyone has gradually forgotten the threat of the wasteland. The Kingdom of Kaolin bordering the Silver Empire is better because of the existence of a large number of mixed-blood elves. They do not 'forget' their history so easily. Next is Typhon. Except for a few muddle-headed people, they always have a wiser and stronger ruler. And Ansu and Augoray … "
The Silver Queen sighed and shook her head. "If Ansu had not encountered the civil war, they would not have declined so much. And Augoray is a tribal kingdom, and the remnants of the Gondor only occupy a small part of it. Most of the indigenous races in the tribal kingdom do not have a deep memory of the disaster. Not to mention, they have mountains as a natural barrier. Living in a peaceful environment, they are very slow to the crisis that occurs outside their world."
Gwen could not help but look at Bersetia for two more seconds. At this moment, he felt that there was a huge gap between the 'Silver Queen' in Gwen Cecil's memory and the image of the lady in front of him.
It was a strange feeling, but he was not unfamiliar with it. Since opening the coffin, he had met more than one 'old acquaintance' in Gwen Cecil's memory. From Selena to Bertilla, from Meghul III to Bersetia, these people had gone through 700 years. Things had remained the same, but people had changed. They were no longer the same as they were in his memory. Every one of them had changed completely, but perhaps the Silver Queen had changed the most.
Gwen could not help but think about it. Among all his old acquaintances, it seemed that only Sordrin had changed the least. Although the high-ranking ranger had also gone through a lot, compared to the others, he had only changed a little. Gwen thought about the reason behind this and slowly understood.
Among all his friends who had gone through 700 years, Sordrin was the only one who had never changed. A hairless man was really persistent about one thing.
His thoughts suddenly drifted away, and Gwen could not help but smile. Bersetia caught his smile and asked curiously, "Uncle Gwen, what are you smiling about?"
"Nothing, I just thought of something funny." Gwen shook his head and changed the topic. "And I'm also a little emotional. After so many years, when I woke up, not only were many people I knew dead, but even those who were still alive had changed so much that I almost could not recognize them."
"Including me?"
"You're the one who changed the most."
"But you haven't changed much. You're almost exactly the same as the last impression I had of you." Bersetia looked into Gwen's eyes seriously. Her calm gaze even made Gwen feel a little uncomfortable. But soon, the Silver Queen looked away and changed the topic very naturally. "Uncle Gwen, let's talk about something serious. About this meeting, what do you think?"
"What do I think?" Gwen was startled. For a moment, he did not understand why Bersetia suddenly said that. But it was not difficult to answer the question. He quickly responded. "I'm the first promoter and convener of this meeting. So if you ask me, of course, I think this meeting is necessary and important. The reason is as I said in the previous letter. Our world is not safe, and as time passes, greater crises and challenges await everyone. Whether it is to meet these challenges or for our own peace and development, it is necessary to unite as one. "
"I know all this. I'm just curious. You set up such an alliance, is it really just for the safety of the world and the future of the mortal civilization?" Bersetia asked calmly. Although she always used honorifics to address Gwen, as the Silver Queen, a kind of majesty that had almost become a habit still made her every word faintly pressuring. Fortunately, for Gwen, this kind of pressure was nothing.
He had faced the Dragons and the gods, and he had also witnessed the changes of the world. There was probably no existence in this world that could affect him with mere "pressure."
"From the big picture, my only goal is indeed the safety of the world and the future of the mortal civilization," Gwen calmly met Bersetia's gaze and said matter-of-factly. "But if you have to talk about selfishness … Yes, I have my own selfishness. My selfishness is that I want to achieve all of this with my own ideas. There are many great people in this world, and they may have their own understanding of the future of the world. But now I want the world to have some changes, and these changes may not be in line with everyone's expectations, but I think this is the right thing to do. This is my greatest selfishness. "
"Strictly speaking, this should be called ambition … but it is not wrong to call it 'selfishness'." Bersetia laughed. "I think I understand your idea. It seems that it is necessary to have a face-to-face conversation. If it were in a letter, you would not be so straightforward. Well, since I asked a question, now it's your turn to ask me. Consider it an exchange. "
"You didn't mention this exchange before," Gwen could not help but say, but then he nodded. "Of course, since you want me to ask a question, I will not waste this opportunity. I do have something to ask you."
"Please. Of course, try not to be too personal," Bersetia said, and suddenly blinked. "After all, I have grown up."
Sonia, who was standing by the side, held her breath and almost choked herself. Who would dare to believe that the Silver Queen would say that?
The high-ranking messenger felt a little cold sweat oozing out of her forehead. She even began to worry about whether she could safely return to the Silver Empire after what she heard today. Fortunately, she knew more about Bersetia and Gwen, and knew that the scene in front of her was not too strange. If it were someone more ignorant and pessimistic standing here, they would have already thought of where to bury themselves.
Gwen did not seem to notice the movement of the high-ranking messenger behind him, nor did he care about Bersetia's joke. He just looked at the queen in front of him seriously and asked the question he had prepared for a long time. "I want to know about the current situation of the gods in the Silver Empire, especially about the God of Nature."
Bersetia seemed to be a little surprised. She was stunned for a moment before she said, "That's it?"
"Is there a problem?" Gwen looked serious. "This is indeed what I am most concerned about at the moment."
"… Well, this is indeed your character," Bersetia exhaled, and then her expression became serious. "But before answering your question, I want to confirm one thing. You mentioned in the previous letter that the gods will fall into chaos as time goes by, and eventually become a terrible threat that mortals have to face. The God of War who lost control in the War between Typhon and Cecil was the first one. Is all this true?"
"It's true," Gwen said solemnly. "I know there must be a lot of people who doubt this, but we have conclusive evidence. Thousands of soldiers on the battlefield of Winter Fort are witnesses. Typhon has detailed records. We can also provide samples recovered from the wreckage of the God of War."
"This is indeed sensational. I don't think anyone will suddenly believe that the gods who have been protecting this world will eventually become the root of the destruction of the world, even those who do not believe in them." Bersetia shook her head. "But whether it is from a rational and personal point of view, I have to believe what you said. This is only limited to me."
"I know it is hard to believe, but this is determined by the operating rules of the world." Gwen looked into Bersetia's eyes. "If you find it hard to accept, perhaps it will make those who still revere and are close to the gods feel better. This tendency to lose control and madness is not the intention of the gods. As I said, this is determined by the operating rules of the world, and those gods … are also the victims of these rules."
"It seems that you have a lot of knowledge to share with us on this matter," Bersetia said thoughtfully. Gwen thought that her reaction would be more intense, but the Silver Queen maintained a calm and indifferent attitude from beginning to end, as if even facing the secrets of the gods could not shake her mind. "I will understand all of this in detail from you later. As for now … since you are interested in the gods of the Silver Empire, I will briefly explain it to you. In terms of identity, the Silver Queen is also the highest priestess of the Druil Sect. You should indeed ask me about this.
"As many people know, the former state religion of the Silver Empire was the Druil Sect, and the god of the Druil Sect was the God of Nature, Amoun the Giant Deer. Until 3,000 years ago, this belief was the core belief of the Silver Elves, and even supported the operation of the Elven Empire to some extent. But after the fall of White Star 3,000 years ago, everything changed. The feedback of the God of Nature disappeared, and the magic of nature was cut off. The Druil Sect split into more than a dozen schools of different sizes during a period of extremely chaotic and long transformation. Except for the School of the Holy Spirit, which later fell into darkness, the other Druil Sects slowly became academic organizations that studied the mysteries of magic and nature. But these organizations still retained the name of 'sect.' And I, the highest priestess of the Druil Sect, am one of the few who can still relate to the faith of the God of Nature. "
"I know a little about this." Gwen nodded. "What I'm curious about is that in the 3,000 years after the fall of White Star, the elves have been trying to rebuild the faith of the God of Nature from other symbolic targets. There are even some Druil organizations that worship powerful animal spirits and forest spirits as gods. Has none of these groups succeeded in establishing a connection with a god and recreating the miracle of magic?"
Belsetia looked at Gwen quietly and did not answer the question for a while. She seemed to be examining and weighing the situation. When the atmosphere became tense again, she suddenly looked up and looked at Sonia who was standing beside her. "High-order messenger, please leave."
There was a moment of surprise on Sonia's face, but she quickly reacted in the next second. She immediately bowed her head and quietly left the garden. At the same time, the two high-order maids who were standing behind Belsetia also quietly disappeared into the air.
Gwen immediately realized something and had a vague guess in his heart. Belsetia did not let him wait too long. When only the two of them were left in the garden, the Silver Queen smiled.
"Now we are the only ones left here. Back to your question.
"In the past 3,000 years, there have been many Druil secret cults of all sizes. There are always people trying to use various methods to pray to nature again, hoping to awaken the God of Nature in their hearts. You asked me if any of the lucky cults really succeeded in communicating with a god? Yes, of course.
"Some secret cults have successfully communicated with the gods and recreated miracles similar to the divine magic of nature in the past. Not only that, but more than one."
Gwen took a deep breath subconsciously. He never knew about this! No one knew about it!
He was just casually asking about it, but he got an unexpected and shocking result!
"And then?" He immediately asked. "What happened to those secret cults?"
"They were treated as heretics and destroyed," Belsetia said casually.
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