It was a thick book with a pitch-black cover. The cover was made of an unknown material, and it was as smooth as a mirror. Inside the cover, there were bits and pieces of twinkling light that would appear from time to time. The movement of the starlight made Hu Po think of the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital. Other than that, there were no words or symbols on the cover of the book. There was neither a title nor an author.
It just lay quietly on the top of the stone pillar. The starlight on the cover seemed to be guarding the content of the book tightly. The stone pillar itself reminded people of a reading desk in a church or a library … Perhaps, it really did have such a function?
Amber could not help but look back at the huge throne. Compared to the mountainous throne, the small stone pillar and the big book on the pillar were almost as small as a grain of sand … If this was the reading desk of the Mistress of the Night, it must be very uncomfortable for her to use this thing …
Hu Po's mind was filled with random thoughts, but her attention soon returned to the large black book. She heard the old and gentle voice from the book again, and there was a hint of laughter in the voice. "Yes, I do appear to be a book, even though I feel like I was once a human … Human, isn't that amazing?"
"Have you always been like this?" Amber asked cautiously. Even though she was more or less certain about this strange place and the strange 'big book', under the premise that the situation was unclear, she had to consider every word she said. "How long have you been here?"
"Always … This is an interesting question, because I don't know why I became like this, and when I came here," the voice from the big book said with a smile. "I've been here for a long time, but the passage of time here is not obvious. I'm not sure how long I've been here … How did I become a book?"
The voice from the book seemed to be a little confused. He seemed to recall, but in the end, he sighed regretfully. "I don't remember at all."
Then he paused for a moment and said with a little curiosity, "But you, little girl, how did you come here? You don't look nervous or flustered at all … You don't look like an ordinary person who accidentally entered an unknown place. "
"My … My situation is a little special," Amber answered the question of the 'great adventurer Wilde' while deliberating. "I came from the Realm of Shadows, so … I know a little about this place."
"Oh … the Shadow Realm …" The voice in the book seemed to be a little blurred for a moment, as if the great adventurer's mind was suddenly disturbed by some hazy memories. "I know that strange things always happen in the Shadow Realm … but to be honest, I never knew that there would be a creature like you in the Shadow Realm who looks like an ordinary person, or should I say … a half-elf?"
If this topic continued, there would be no end to it. Amber immediately seized the opportunity when the voice in the book paused to take back the initiative. "Sir, do you know where this place is?"
"Here? Oh, this is the divine kingdom of the Mistress of the Night, "the voice in the book replied immediately, with a straightforward attitude that Amber did not expect." At least, it used to be. "
Amber's eyes widened in an instant. Although she knew from the previous intelligence that this boundless gray desert might be the divine kingdom of the Mistress of the Night, hearing this fact with her own ears still had a different impact. Then she noticed another word used by 'Wilde' and could not help but repeat it. "Used to be? What does this mean? "
"The Mistress of the Night has left her divine throne for many years … and the divine kingdom is no longer a divine kingdom," the voice in the book said slowly with a sigh. "She called this a misplaced and forgotten world … I don't quite understand her perspective, but this statement is very true — just that it sounds a little weird."
"Where is the Mistress of the Night now?" Amber immediately asked, and then looked back at the majestic throne. The throne was still empty, and there was no sign of the master of this divine kingdom showing up. "Is she not usually in the divine kingdom?"
"Oh, the Mistress of the Night is not here now," Wilde's voice answered immediately, with a hint of confusion. "But most of the time, she will sit on that throne … I don't know where she has gone. I'm just a passerby temporarily living here. I'm not qualified to know the whereabouts of the mistress of this place. But I guess she has gone to the 'border' to deal with the trouble there … An uninvited guest is always making trouble there, and dealing with the trouble that follows is the main reason why she has occasionally left the throne over the years … "
"Border? Trouble? " Hu Po was confused and subconsciously wanted to continue asking about this topic. However, the moment she was about to open her mouth, a chill and horror that seemed to surge up from the depths of her soul suddenly swept through her body and mind, causing her to swallow all of her words. She was extremely uneasy and confused, not knowing what was going on, but she quickly realized that this was a warning from the depths of her soul. It was the power of her "God's Choice of the Night" reminding her to avoid fatal danger.
In the past few decades of her life, this warning only appeared under very rare circumstances, but it turned out that every warning had never been wrong. This was her little secret, and one of the reasons why she firmly believed that she was the "Chosen of the Night". The last time this warning worked was the moment before the old Cecil territory was attacked by the army of mutants.
At that time, the strong warning from the bottom of her heart made her run into the ancestral mausoleum of the Cecil family in a daze, allowing her to survive and witness the greatest miracle in the world. This time, the warning stopped her from blurting out the questions that she was about to ask. She broke out in a cold sweat.
No matter what the "border" and "trouble" were, she must not ask, and she must not listen! It must be a dangerous thing that would lead to fatal contamination as long as she knew about it!
"Little girl? What are you thinking about? " The voice from the book woke Amber from her absent-minded state. The voice of the great adventurer, Wilde, sounded a little concerned. "Are you worried that you will be trapped here and can't go back? Maybe I can help. Although I can't leave this place myself, it's easier for a 'visitor' like you, who has mistakenly entered this place, to leave. "
"Ah, I'm just a little distracted." Amber quickly reacted and looked at the big black book in surprise. "Ah, I just wanted to ask. Has anyone else entered this place other than me?"
"Yes, but that happened before I came here. The Mistress of the Night said that I've only been here for a short time, and that outsiders have mistakenly entered this place only once or twice in thousands of years, so I haven't met anyone yet," Wilde said slowly. "But the Mistress of the Night also told me how to send away those visitors who have mistakenly entered this place, in case of an emergency."
"What should I do?" Amber asked curiously.
"Do you see the slanted pillar next to the throne? That's the closest border beacon to here. Just climb to its highest point and jump down. "
Hu Po's eyes instantly widened. When he looked at the black book, his expression was one of 'I have no grudge against you, sir, so why do you treat me like a fool?'. This expression was obviously 'seen' by the book, and the old man's helpless voice came from the book, "I knew you would have this reaction … It is said that visitors who have mistakenly entered this place have this reaction as well, but this is indeed the only way to leave this space. At least, it is the only way I know of …"
This isn't the only way. Amber couldn't help but mutter in her heart. Based on what she knew, the "great adventurer" Mr. Modir, who was currently under the personal care of Duchess Victoria, had entered this world three times in a row and returned safely three times in a row. Amber could even use Shadowwalk to leave this world and return to the real world. There was no need for her to climb any "boundary beacon."
But thinking about it carefully, she felt that what happened to her and Modiel could only be taken as an example. Perhaps … other ordinary people who accidentally got trapped in this "dislocated divine realm" could only climb up the pillar and jump down to leave this world?
She frowned and looked at the big black book with a serious face. "Do we really have to climb up the pillar and jump down to leave this place? Why do we have to do that? "
"I don't know the specific principle. The Mistress of the Night only told me one thing," Wylde said as he recalled. "She said that falling is a shortcut to waking up from a dream."
"Falling is a shortcut to waking up from a dream … A dream …" Amber's pointed ears twitched, and a thoughtful expression suddenly appeared on her face. "What does that mean? Does it mean that this place is actually just a dream? "
"I don't know the specific meaning of this sentence, but this is definitely not a dream. The Mistress of the Night once said that the power of the physical body is effective here. Ah … I guess the reason why the Mistress of the Night mentioned the 'dream' may be related to her frequent dreams? "
"The Mistress of the Night often dreams?" Amber frowned. "What does that mean? Why does she keep dreaming? "
"Hahaha, how would I know?" The old man's hearty laughter came from the big black book. "She often dreams. Sometimes she dreams when she's awake, sometimes she dreams when she's asleep. She dreams most of the time, and I'm just a passerby living here. How can I ask the mistress of this place why she dreams?"
"This … Well, it's logical." Amber scratched her head. She carefully wrote down the information she had gathered and thought about what else she could ask. At this moment, her eyes suddenly fell on the cover of the big black book. She was curious about the book that called itself "Wylde the Great Adventurer" (or was this really Wylde himself?). She was very curious. After hesitating for a few seconds, she could not help but ask, "That … Can I open it for you to see?"
The voice from the book was a little confused. "Open me?"
"Yes, you see, aren't you in the form of a book now? I was just thinking … "Even with Hu Po's strong mental fortitude, she still felt that something was off when she talked about this. She gestured, and the more she spoke, the less confident she became." I just wanted to flip it open to take a look … Of course, if you don't want to, then forget it. If you feel offended, you can even apologize … "
"Ah, no, of course not. There's nothing to be offended about. I seem to be a book now. Well … a book can be opened and read." Wylde's voice sounded a little strange, as if it was the first time he had thought about it. "That's interesting. I've never thought of this before …"
"The Mistress of the Night has never opened you?" Amber asked curiously.
"Of course not. Her … body is bigger. Maybe she's not used to reading such a small book. And she herself said that she doesn't like to read books," Wylde said casually, and then his tone was a little eager. "Little girl, didn't you want to open it for me to see? I think you can try. I've been lying here for many, many years, and no one has ever opened it. Now I'm suddenly a little curious … What's written in this' book 'of mine? "
Amber suddenly smiled. As she walked towards the stone pillar, she rubbed her hands expectantly and murmured, "Then … I'm really going to open it?"
As she spoke, her hand was already on the cover of the big black book. A strange touch, as if she was touching jade instead of paper or leather, came to her. The first thing she felt was coldness, as cold as a lifeless stone. Then she carefully opened the dark cover that was constantly flowing with starlight. The nameless book, which called itself "The Great Adventurer Wylde," finally opened its first page in her eyes.
The expected densely packed written records and mysterious drawings did not appear. Only a few large and eye-catching words on the faintly glowing page caught Amber's eyes: "You're reading this book."
Beware of the sentries!!
The moment she saw these words, Hu Po felt her heartbeat speed up a little. She felt like there was a huge amount of information hidden behind these simple letters. This information tried to enter her mind, but it seemed to be incomplete. By the time she realized the existence of this information, it had already disappeared into thin air.
She looked at the letters in front of her in astonishment. After a few seconds, she subconsciously turned to the next page, and the familiar words came into view again:
Watch out for the sentinel!
She realized something and quickly flipped through more pages. In every page, she saw the repeated warning: Watch out for the sentinel, watch out for the sentinel! Watch out for the sentinel!
"Little girl," Wylde's voice suddenly came from the book, waking Amber from her inexplicable state of anxiety and confusion. The old man's voice sounded gentle and full of curiosity. "Did you see it? What's written on my 'body'? Is it my life? Or is it an important adventure note? "
"Watch out for the sentinel."
"Watch out for the sentinel? What does that mean? "
"There are only these few words in it," Amber quickly closed the page as if it was burning her hand. "Sir, you really don't know what it means? Your page keeps repeating this sentence from the beginning to the end. It sounds like a warning … Watch out for the sentinel! "
"I … I don't remember," Wylde said a little helplessly. "Watch out for the sentinel? I have no impression of it at all. I don't even know what the 'sentinel' you're talking about is … "
Amber opened her mouth, but she did not know how to explain all this to the 'book' in front of her. At this moment, a sudden sense of weightlessness and dizziness swept over her, interrupting all her thoughts.
In the next second, she felt herself falling backward and landing solidly on the hard floor …
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