Seeing Lilith Kant's figure disappear with Viscount Kant, Gwen was a little surprised.
He did not expect that Lilith Kant was also a product of a nightmare.
In his original deduction, Lilith Kant should be a living person, the only "dream creator" who remained conscious in the entire castle, but it was obvious that he had made a mistake in this regard.
He and Amber came to the huge stone hall together and saw the two skeletons inside, as well as the corpse of the viscount's wife, which was protected by magic and had not yet rotted. Only then did he realize that Lilith Kant was really dead. Perhaps in order to start this terrible dream creation ritual, or perhaps in order to better "get in touch" with her husband and son, she had really given up her life.
The one wandering in the cellar of the north tower and the one wandering in the castle with a lantern was only her shadow. No wonder the viscount's wife, as a "dream creator", had not left the castle for thirty years. It was not that she was unwilling to leave as Gwen had imagined, but that she could no longer leave this place.
However, these things were no longer important. The dream had ended, and the sun of the real world was shining on this dark and ancient fortress. Regardless of whether it was the dream creator or the dreamer, they had all returned to where they should be because the dream had ended.
What they left behind was only a mess in the real world.
Amber was still a little stunned. This incredible adventure had left her mind in a mess (of course, her mind might often be in a mess). Looking at the stone hall in front of her and the three corpses in the coffin, she said after a long time, "So we've actually been entangled with three dead people for so long?"
"It's this entire land that's been entangled with them for thirty years." Gwen shook his head. "The Eternal Sleepers … are indeed the most dangerous of the three dark cults."
"A person who climbed out of a coffin looked at the three people lying in the coffin and lamented that the cults harm people. I've never seen anything more bizarre than this in my life …" Amber thought about something and suddenly said to scare herself. Then she looked down at her feet and suddenly found something. "Hey, Gwen, there are a few pieces of paper here!"
A few enchanted parchments that were emitting a faint light were scattered in front of the stone hall. This was where Viscount Viktor Kant had disappeared. Gwen picked them up in surprise and saw Viscount Kant's handwriting on them. "This is … left by Viscount Kant?"
"He left it? Is it a letter for you? "Amber blinked in surprise." Look at what it is! "
"It's indeed a letter, but not all of them are for me. There are also letters written to the king and to the public." Gwen quickly flipped through the parchments and saw the neat handwriting on them.
"I am Viscount Viktor Kant, a noble conferred by the Royal Family of Ansu, the Lord of Kant Town in the Southern Border and the surrounding fields, manors, and villages. I swear in the name of the ancestors of the Kant family that what I said is true, and these facts should be made public to warn the world.
"My family is cursed by the Eternal Sleepers.
"… The cultists corrupted my territory with evil ritualistic magic. Over the past thirty years, countless innocent people have lost their lives to this ritualistic magic. My wife was controlled by the evil magic, and my soul could not escape the curse, becoming its accomplice …."
"… If it were not for the help of Duke Gwen Cecil, I would never have peace. The Duke responded to my request for help. It was his help at the risk of his life that lifted the curse that shrouded me and my family …
"To Your Majesty the King. Your loyal vassal sends his greetings. This will be the last secret letter I will send you. The incident that happened in the Kant Territory …
"The incident is as described above. I swear in the last of my humanity and my family name that everything is true and correct.
"I have no children or direct relatives to inherit the title and property. My wife is the same. The two of us only have a nephew who is very distant from us who is qualified to inherit, but he was born with an incomplete mind and can't inherit the glory of the nobility. Therefore, I am willing to return the fief that I inherited from my ancestors to the Royal Family according to the laws of the kingdom. But before that, I have to repay the kindness of Duke Cecil. This is a kindness that saves my soul.
"I am willing to give all the wealth under my name other than the land, including the books, treasures, antiques, and other things in the castle, as well as the six farmsteads in the south of the Kant Territory that are not part of the fief, to Duke Cecil for free. I also acknowledge that he has the right to dispose of these assets at will.
"All the wealth that my fief produces this year, except for the part that should be handed over to the Royal Family, will also be given to Duke Cecil."
In addition to an open letter to the nobles in the Southern Territory and a secret letter to the king, there was another letter for Gwen:
"Duke Gawain Cecil, by the time you read this letter, my soul should have regained its peace.
"For this ending, I only feel joy and peace, and I have no resentment. If there is anything regrettable, it is that I failed to fulfill my promise. I swore to reverse the trend of extravagance and corruption in my family and not to associate with the new generation of cruel and cold-blooded nobles. I also swore to imitate the pioneers of your generation, to open up the fief, to shelter the refugees, and to become the protector of the innocent and the poor. But in the end, the result was a mess.
"I am very glad that before my soul completely fell into the darkness and everything was irreversible, you appeared in time and dispelled the haze on this land.
"When I was young, I had always regarded you as my role model and idol. I even yearned to become a Knight, to rush into the darkness like you and open up a new place for the people. Therefore, there were six farms in the southern part of Kant. That was perhaps the only light in my sad life.
"If there was another time and another way, meeting you would be the most glorious moment of my life. I was even willing to give up my title and all my wealth, to become your Knight's apprentice with this old body of mine, to follow you to the new territory at the foot of the Dark Mountain Range, to fulfill the dream that I could not fulfill when I was young … But all of this could not be realized after all.
"Other than the wealth in the castle and the six farms that belonged to me, I really can't think of anything else that can be used as a reward for you. But I think that you should be interested in some information about the Cult of the Eternal Sleeper.
"All these years, I've lived as a puppet of the dream. Even my thoughts have always been guided and controlled. But perhaps it's because I've been in contact with the power of the Eternal Sleeper too much. The moment I finally gained free will, I understood some of the truth behind this' curse. '
"Please be alert. The conspiracy of the Eternal Sleeper is not as simple as just Kant. The terrifying and sensational sacrifice they set up in this castle is actually just a 'node' in their series of plans. This node is called a computing node by them, and they have a huge plan. This plan needs more souls and more victims to participate in it …
"Their conspiracy may spread throughout the world, and once this plan succeeds, they will drag all intelligent creatures in the world into the abyss of eternal damnation.
"But their actions are not untraceable. According to the facts that I have perceived, every 'calculation node' of theirs requires a large number of living people as' consumables'. In the south, they may be able to slowly gather enough for the ritual by secretly capturing refugees, but in other places where there are fewer refugees and order is more complete, as long as they carefully observe the disappearance and movement of the population, they will be able to find traces of them.
"I have reported these things to His Majesty the King, and at the same time, I hope that you can be more vigilant and be wary of the revival of the cultists around you. In the declining south of the kingdom, you are the only hope of the people.
"— Viktor Kant, a sinful man who sincerely wanted to be a good man."
Gwen's eyes moved between the words. He turned the parchment one by one until the last piece of paper appeared in front of him.
Amber's eyes were sharp. At a glance, she could tell that it was not a letter. "Hey! This doesn't look like a letter to anyone! "
"Yes, this is the lord's order. It was announced in the fief after it was signed." Gwen could not help but sigh softly when he saw what was written on it. "He exempted everyone in the fief from the debt to the Kant family, and freed all the serfs and servants in the castle. He also announced that they have the right to leave the fief freely."
Amber blinked. She suddenly remembered what Gwen had said. "Hey, I remember you said that this kind of liberation should be done step by step …"
Gwen shook his head. "But Viscount Viktor Kant is not a whimsical idealist. He must have thought of this, but he has no other choice. The Kant family is gone, and with the current administrative efficiency of the Ansu royal family, a new lord may not arrive for a year or two. According to Ansu law, all the property in the castle belongs to the noble, and all the servants are selfless. So during this period, the people left behind by the old lord are the most miserable. They either run out to find a way to make a living, but it is a crime for a slave to make a living, or they steal the castle's property and sell it, which is also a crime.
"That's why Viscount Kant wanted to free these people and let them leave freely. At least he gave them a way out."
Amber was stunned. She suddenly felt that her head was a little big. "It feels like … a big mess!"
"It is indeed a mess, but someone has to clean up the mess." Gwen pursed his lips. "And I feel like it has fallen on my head."
Amber blinked her eyes. "So our line of work is still better. Usually, after the work is done, we just leave. We don't have to think about the aftermath at all. It's just that when we walk slowly, someone will clean up the mess …"
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