In any case, Gwen had to make a trip to Kant's territory, and he had to go there personally.
The Ansu Kingdom's system was loose, and the royal family's protection of the remote areas was as weak as their ruling power. The southern region had been peaceful for a long time, and even the strongest military family would slowly decline in such an environment. So Gwen, who was in the Southernmost Region, could hardly count on any support from a third party (this environment was probably one of the reasons why the cultists could invade this region). The lack of support was only one of the reasons why Gwen decided to go there personally. Another reason was that he saw something in the "dream."
He mentioned to Heti and Pitman that the Eternal Sleeper had left an evil thing in Kant's castle, but he did not explain what the "evil thing" was. But in fact, he had seen it and recognized it.
The thing was in front of the gorgeous stone pavilion in the center of the underground hall, placed on a small altar like a "sacred object". It was an exquisite magic lantern, and more than seven hundred years ago, Gwen Cecil gave it as a gift to Selena Geerfen, who was the army chaplain of the pioneers at that time.
Selena used to be a gentle and quiet lady, a priestess of the God of Dreams who was deeply trusted by the pioneers. She used dreams to heal the spiritual wounds of countless warriors in the dark and panicked era. Her devout faith and outstanding contributions made her become the Bishop of Dreams in the northern pioneers before the age of 30. If fate had not played a bad joke on her, she might even have become one of the candidates for the pope of the Church of Dreams, becoming a famous pioneer hero like Gwen Cecil.
But in the mysterious ritual that attempted to communicate with the gods, she followed the pope of the Church of Dreams to the Ancestral Peak. No one knew what happened in the ritual and the meeting after that. Gwen only knew that after that fateful day, several sects, including the Druil Sect, the Church of Dreams, and the Church of the God of Storms, became the enemies of human society.
There was no public announcement of a break, no debate in the religious court. Several sects rushed out of the meeting place of the Ancestral Peak as if they had gone mad at the same time. Then, their believers scattered all over the continent seemed to have received some kind of order and left their churches and meeting places at the same time. An invisible net of the heart seemed to have shrouded every member of the dark sects from that day on. In just a few days, several major churches fell one after another and disappeared completely in front of the world.
Because the entire Ancestral Peak was sealed off by the armed clerics of the Church of Holy Light and the Church of God of War, no one knew the truth of that day. After that, the spokesmen of the major gods explained to the public that "a small number of extremist churches could not accept the conditions of peaceful coexistence with other faiths, so they chose to defect." But in the heart of Gwen Cecil, and in the heart of the future Gwen, he always had doubts about this explanation.
As for Selena Geerfen, she never appeared again after that day. In the past, she comforted the pain of the warriors with dreams and was trusted by the pioneers and gentle priestesses disappeared. She may have rushed into the Gondor wasteland like some of the fallen Druil, or she may have become some kind of twisted, darker existence. Gwen did not know what happened to his old friend in the end. He only knew that on this day, 700 years later, one of Selena Geerfen's relics appeared here, placed in the castle of the Kant family as the core of some evil sacrificial ritual.
He believed that it was necessary for him to retrieve that thing. Perhaps it would help him to understand what had happened on the Ancestral Peak seven hundred years ago, or at least to understand what had happened to the first group of priests when they became cultists.
The evil power that was growing and transforming in the castle of Kant had not yet entered its peak state. According to the progress sensed in the dream, Gwen could slowly prepare to arrange an opportunity for himself to enter the castle of Kant without arousing the vigilance and suspicion of Viscount Viktor Kant. He did not intend to go in fully armed. Instead, he wanted to find a chance to stop the incident before it happened.
It was very troublesome and eye-catching for a duke to visit a viscount. However, it was not so complicated for a duke who only had a title and was essentially a pioneering lord to visit his "neighbor". Gwen knew that a large part of the food and herbs produced by the Kant Hill would be sent to Tanzania Town and then bought back by Cecil's Hill. Not long ago, Cecil's Hill had also bought a batch of slaves from Tanzania Town (regular slaves sold by slave traders). This meant that the two territories actually had a lot of trade, which was a reason for the visit.
He prepared a set of words and told Heti to do it. "Send a messenger over and say that I will visit to discuss the purchase of food and herbs next year. Cecil will purchase a large number of materials, and these things will not only increase the price but also delay a lot of work. We can establish a new trade route between Cecil's Hill and Kant's Hill. Anyway, we are ready to develop the north bank of the Whitewater River. This matter is worth talking to him about."
Heti nodded. "I understand."
After arranging this matter, Gwen rubbed his eyebrows and turned his attention to another matter.
"Have you two heard of the 'Eternal Sea'?"
Heti and Pitman were stunned and looked at each other.
When Gwen saw the expressions of the two, his heart suddenly sank. It seemed that there was not much hope.
Heidi was a sorcerer who had received an orthodox aristocratic education and learned a lot of occult knowledge. She should be an expert in orthodox history and natural history. Pitman, on the other hand, had received a social education and learned a lot of tricks and tricks. He was also an expert in unofficial history and ghost stories. Their knowledge complemented each other, and when put together, they were almost an alien version of Zhihu. If the two of them had never heard of the Sea of Eternal Darkness at all, he probably would not be able to get any information about it in the knowledge field of normal people.
"It sounds like a term made up by superstitious sailors." Heti frowned and guessed. "The sea is shrouded in magic whirlpools and storms all year round. Almost no ship dares to challenge the deep sea. Occasionally, brave adventurers go out to sea to try to find a way, but few come back alive. Over time, sailors made up all kinds of superstitious stories related to the sea and gave all kinds of names to the strange sea areas that the crazy adventurers talked about. Ancestor, where did you hear this name?"
"It is also from the memory of the Cult of Eternal Rest." Gwen did not hide this and then looked at Pitman. "You seem to have something to say?"
The old Druil was also puzzled when he first heard the words' Eternal Sea '. But when Heti told the superstitious stories of the sailors, he gradually showed a thoughtful look. So Gwen asked him curiously.
"Yes, my lord. If you are interested in some unofficial history, I can tell you about the stories that have been passed down among the people." Pitman nodded. "I have heard of the 'Eternal Sea', but it is not a term created by humans. In fact, it comes from the Silver Elves. It is a story that has been passed down among the elves. So I did not think of it just now."
"Unofficial history of the Silver Elves?" Gwen was surprised. He did not expect that the 'Eternal Sea' mentioned by the Cult of Eternal Rest was a term that originated from the Silver Elves. "Those super long-ears would pass down this kind of thing?"
"The Silver Elves living in the southern part of the continent established the oldest civilization on this land, tens of thousands of years before the rise of humans in the central part of the continent. Now, although the original Elven Empire has been lost in history, the new Silver Empire has inherited many historical documents of the ancient Elven Empire. But because it is too old, and the various elemental creatures and strange beasts active in ancient times are easily mixed with myths and legends, there are a lot of errors and omissions in those historical documents. It is normal for them to evolve into unofficial history. After all, elves are just a mortal species." Pitman laughed. "And the Eternal Sea is the most bizarre of all elven legends."
Then he cleared his throat and continued, "Ahem, ahem. In the legend of the Eternal Sea, the elves talked about the origin of their race. It is said that there were no Silver Elves, no Gray Elves, Dark Elves, and other elven subspecies in the world. There was only one kind of elves, born with great power and immortality, who lived on a distant continent.
"One day in ancient times, there was a disaster on that continent, so a group of First Elves fled their ancestral continent on an 'ark' that could float over the sea. These elves were lost on the Endless Sea, which was shrouded in mist and magic vortices. After being lost for half a month, they suddenly broke into a sea region that was eternally shrouded in night and starlight. In the center of that sea region stood an extremely majestic and tall tower. The tower was as tall as a mountain, and its top extended straight into the starry sky.
"The lost First Elves were touched by the tower and the starry sky, so they prayed devoutly under the starlight, hoping to find a new life. Their prayers were transmitted through the tower to the ears of the gods in the stars, so the starlight blessed them, and the tower opened the door for the First Elves to step into.
"All the First Elves entered the tower, and they saw endless wonderful things in the tower. There was the projection of the starry sky, and the evolution of various animals, minerals, and plants in the world. They realized that the tower contained incredible knowledge, and so they became greedy. They were no longer satisfied with sheltering in the outer layer of the tower, and tried to enter the inner and upper layers of the tower to touch the knowledge.
"So the tower punished them. A kind of light filled the entire tower, and the First Elves who tried to steal the knowledge were shrouded in the light. According to the degree of their intrusion, their life forms were changed in the light, and they became Dark Elves who were afraid of the sun, short Gray Elves, Sea Elves who could not leave the water for a long time, and the Silver Elves who had the least defects. Because the Silver Elves were afraid of the power of the tower, they did not step into the forbidden land, so they were punished the least.
In this way, the immortal and powerful First Elves became Subspecies of Elves with various defects, and these Subspecies fled the tower in fear, returned to their ark, and left the mysterious place that they called the Eternal Sea, which was always shrouded in night and starry sky, and a towering tower. It was after that that they drifted to today's Loren Continent. "
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