Gwen's mind was filled with countless speculations about the Sentinel mentioned in the Book of Wylde and the warning that made people feel uneasy. However, no matter how he tried to deduce these speculations, he still lacked key and powerful clues. In the end, he could only guess blindly.
"Wylde said that he knew nothing about the Sentinel?" After waking up from his contemplation, Gwen could not help but look at Amber to confirm again.
"That's what he said." Hu Po nodded. "In fact, he didn't know the contents of his' book 'at all. If I hadn't suddenly wanted to open the book, he wouldn't have even realized that he could be opened. I feel that there must be something wrong with his state of mind. Just like Maggie mentioned, there are many gaps in Modir's memory. Now it seems that Modir probably has similar symptoms."
"… Do you think that the Sentinel is the cause of Modir Wylde's split?" Thinking for a moment, Gawain suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Let's assume that the sentinel is a dangerous individual with great power that we have yet to understand. Modiel Wilde accidentally came into contact with it during one of his adventures, which led to his split and left a strong impression of 'be careful of the sentinel' in Wilde's memory. But later, for unknown reasons, that part of his memory disappeared, leaving only a warning in the book that even he didn't know about …"
Amber nodded as she listened to Gwen. As soon as Gwen finished speaking, she said, "You don't say, I guess so too … Isn't it written like this in many stories? Adventurers encounter ancient evil spirits, pay a huge price and leave behind a message to warn future generations, but they themselves lose their memory or something. It's said that once the story can't go on, the playwright will let the protagonist lose his memory …"
Gwen was quite relieved to hear the first half of Amber's words. He was happy that the Shame of All Things shared the same opinion as him. But when he heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his brain to believe Amber's words. He then shook his head and tried to get rid of the interference caused by the shadowy goose. His expression became serious again. "Anyway, since you received that warning in the Umbra Kingdom, you have to take this matter seriously. I'll ask Heti to arrange for people to check various ancient books and see if they can find any clues about the Sentinel … Also, we have to ask Enya about it. As the oldest god in the world, she must know more than you and me … "
Listening to Gwen's arrangement, Amber showed a thoughtful look and suddenly muttered to herself, "Actually, there's one thing I'm curious about … Is the warning on the 'book' really written for us? Or was it written just for us? "
Gwen suddenly frowned. "What do you mean?"
"It was a complete accident that I entered the Umbra Kingdom. Then, when I met Wylde, opened the book and saw the warning in it, it was even more unexpected. Under normal circumstances, why would a mortal go to a divine kingdom that had lost contact with the world for more than a million years and open a book that looked wrong? So … is the warning recorded in the book really for mortals? "
Gwen was stunned by Amber's sudden question. He realized that there was indeed a misconception here. The warning was seen by Amber under coincidental circumstances, and the warning itself did not specify who it was written for. Now, he and Amber instinctively thought that the warning was written for mortals … Was this judgment accurate?
Considering that the 'book' full of warnings had been lying in the divine kingdom of the Mistress of the Night, Gwen suddenly felt that the possible truth behind this matter was even more horrifying.
While more disturbing possibilities suddenly surged in his mind, his attention couldn't help but fall on Hu Po, who had just had a bizarre experience. "Speaking of you entering the Umbra God Kingdom … This must have affected you greatly, right?"
"Huh?" Amber did not seem to expect Gwen to suddenly extend the topic to her. She was a little stunned for a moment and only reacted after two or three seconds. "Are you concerned about me?"
"Nonsense. You've been saying that you're the Chosen One of the Gods of Shadows for a few years now. You've always claimed that you're quite devout. Now that you've suddenly come to the God of Shadows for a spin … Although you didn't directly meet the Mistress of the Night, are you really okay mentally?" Gwen's gaze fell on Amber. Although his tone was teasing as usual, there was indeed some concern in the depths of his eyes. "Whether you're really the Chosen of Shadows or not, this kind of experience is no small matter for a believer …"
Amber blinked. If it were in the past, she would definitely refute Gwen's questioning of her being the Chosen of Shadows and her devout attitude. But this time, she was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, she quietly pondered for a few seconds, a very serious look in her Amber eyes, and this attitude seemed to confirm Gwen's worries — this self-proclaimed Chosen of Shadows really went to the Umbra Kingdom for a spin and was greatly affected.
But just as Gwen could not help but want to continue speaking, Amber suddenly raised her head, and a simple, warm and bright smile that rarely appeared on her face appeared on her face.
"I'm not bothered by this anymore."
"Huh?" Gwen did not immediately react. "You're not bothered by this anymore?"
"I'm really bothered by it. Don't be fooled by my usual carefree attitude, I'm actually bothered by a lot of things in private. But this time, when I really went to the Mistress of the Night's Kingdom … I discovered something, something that even I didn't expect." Amber smiled, and for some reason, a spontaneously relaxed atmosphere lingered around her. This aura had never appeared on her before. "I discovered … that the Mistress of the Night may not be the Mistress of the Night …"
Gwen never thought that he would hear this. He was stunned. "Your Mistress of the Night is not the Mistress of the Night?"
"That's right, it's not 'Her.' I don't know how to explain this matter … Because according to the research of the Theocracy Council, a mortal's faith shouldn't have such a 'deviation.' But considering how the faith situation in the Umbra domain is extremely special, perhaps I've encountered something with a low probability." Amber exhaled as he thought and said, "I sensed 'Her' aura in Lady of the Eventide's divine kingdom. It's completely different from the voice I once 'heard.' I suspect … that the Umbra Goddess I've always believed in has another 'person.' It's a high-level existence that we don't know of, one that exceeds our imagination."
Gwen was stunned. He looked at Amber who was still smiling. After a while, he could not help but stare and break the silence. "How can you still smile? Isn't this even more serious? Your belief points to the Mistress of the Night. At least we know who usually responds to your prayers. Now you say you don't know what kind of existence you believe in. If you tell this to Kamel, he can light up half of the city on the spot. Do you believe it? "
"You finally don't doubt that I can hear the voice of God usually?" Amber did not look nervous at all. Instead, she smiled even more mischievously. "Like I said, I'm the Chosen of the Shadow God. I've been the Chosen of the Shadow God for many years —"
"Now is not the time to joke." Gwen interrupted her. "There's an unknown high existence that has been responding to your prayers. In my opinion, this is even more serious than 'be careful of the sentinels'. This is not just your problem alone. You should know that although there are many gods in the world, there is an exact number and name of the 'true gods' that can respond to prayers. They are born from the thought process, and the reflection mechanism of the thought process determines that they can neither hide their existence, nor can they disguise or fake their clergy. Are you sure you can't be sure which god the high existence that responds to your prayers is? "
"She said she's the Goddess of Shadow … but I don't know the details." Amber finally put away her mischievous smile and said a little more seriously. "In fact, I don't have many opportunities to communicate with her. Although we can talk happily for a long time as long as we establish communication, but most of the time, between me and her … it's like there's a very, very long distance between us, and we can't always be in touch. She also rarely talks to me about the church and the realm of the gods. Every time I ask about this, she would say it's too troublesome, it's better to cook and so on … "
It was not the first time Gwen heard such nonsense from Amber, but today was the first time he listened to her so seriously and thought seriously. When Amber's voice trailed off, he could not help but ask, "You and your 'goddess' usually only talk about this? Don't you think there's something wrong? "
"I always thought the other Chosen Ones were like that!" Amber suddenly became self-righteous. "It's not like you don't know what I used to do. I didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with the big shots of the various churches. I thought they were all like that. Until the last two years, when I got in touch with the 'big shots' of the past, I slightly realized that there might be something wrong with my situation. But it's just a 'slight realization' …"
"… I can't believe you can live peacefully until now." Gwen could not help but look at Amber with a strange look. "You've lived happily for so long. Is it because you have a big heart?"
"What else?" Amber's eyes widened and she asked even more self-righteously. "Do I rely on money and power? Do I look like someone who has these two traits since I was a child? "
Gwen muttered in his heart. He found that he really could not refute this goose …
But thankfully, Amber knew that there were some things that shouldn't be joked about. She quickly waved her hand, and after a brief moment of thought, she said, "I know that such a high-level existence with an unknown identity is very nerve-wracking. There are too many things in this world that mortals can't fight against. We have to be careful with every step we take, but there's one thing I'm certain of. The Goddess of Shadows I know … is at least friendly.
"Of course, judging whether a high being is friendly or not with the common sense of mortals may be a little unreliable, so my feelings are just a reference for you."
Gwen pondered for a long time. He just nodded and said noncommittally, "I know."
He wasn't a person who could casually say "I believe you" in this kind of situation. His personality didn't allow him to do so, and his position didn't allow him to make such a judgment on a matter.
"I'll let the God Analysis Laboratory arrange some targeted tests as soon as possible to see if we can find the high being who has established a connection with you. Even if we can't find her, we have to find a way to determine if she is one of the gods we know. In addition, we have to confirm the 'connection' on you to see if there is any hidden contamination. You don't have a problem with this, do you? "
"Of course not." Amber immediately shook her head. "It's according to the rules. I certainly can't break the rules."
She and Gwen tacitly did not mention the "termination of faith" because of an obvious fact:
Once a connection with a god was established, it was not so easy to unilaterally cut it off.
Then Gwen pondered for a moment and said, "If you have a chance to establish a connection with your 'Goddess of Shadows', remember to ask —"
"Of course, I'll ask." Amber nodded before Gwen could finish. "I'll ask who she is, what she wants to do, and if there is any connection between her and the Mistress of the Night …"
Gwen nodded slowly.
After that, Amber was quiet for a few seconds before she broke the silence again. "Actually … I have one more thing, and it's quite exciting …"
Gawain immediately felt his heartbeat, which he had just managed to calm down, thump a few more times. (He even understood a little bit of what had happened back then.
He looked up at Amber and asked, "How many exciting things have you come up with in just one afternoon?"
"Sigh, this is the last one, really," Amber quickly waved her hand and said, "In fact, I wanted to talk about this at the beginning, but after thinking about it, business comes first. I'm afraid that if you see this first, it will affect your mentality later. It's not anything else, it's mainly because I found that I may have … brought something out from the Mistress of the Night's divine kingdom."
As she said, she raised her right hand slightly and gently rubbed her fingers in front of Gwen.
A wisp of grayish-white sand appeared on her fingertips out of thin air, accompanied by a slight rustling sound as it flowed on the floor. The grayish-white color spread out in the areas covered by the sand, as if a foreign land that was incompatible with the present world was covering this world.
Amber's voice then came into Gwen's ears. "Although I've confirmed that my faith is not directed to the Mistress of the Night, I don't know why … I still feel that I have established a connection with that 'divine kingdom'.
And I've brought back this … "
Gwen looked at the sand piling up on the floor in surprise as he listened to Amber's voice in his ears. His eyes finally widened. "Wait a minute, what did you say it was?!"
"Shadow Sand." Amber stopped summoning the sand and snapped her fingers to turn it into nothingness. "Probably …"
"Probably?"
"Erm... probably." Hu Po scratched his head, his expression becoming a little strange. "Because even though these things look very similar to the grains of sand that Maggie brought back, the actual difference is huge. After I summoned them out, I tested them many times and found that these grains of sand can only be used as sand..."
Gwen: "…?"
"That's right … The grayish-white color that they spread out is really just a layer of color. There's no supernatural power in it at all. The sand itself doesn't have the 'otherworldly power' that can completely isolate the interference of the real world. I grabbed some sand and rubbed it hard on the ground, and the color was actually mixed together …"
Gawain was speechless. "… Wait, why does it sound like a free gift to you?"
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