While Vivian was cooking, Hao Ren seized the opportunity to ask about the ancient glorious kingdom.
Perhaps it was his subtle sixth sense, or perhaps it was Raven 12345's intentional or unintentional arrangements that made him pay attention to certain things. In short, Hao Ren felt that other information about The Day of Return was not important. The ancient glorious kingdom was the only thing that mattered. Even though the otherworldlings did not seem to realize it.
Unfortunately, the two Elder Ebbens' understanding of the "ancient, glorious kingdom" was limited to the vague words brought by the sirens and their own unreliable guesses.
"That's the view of our tribe. The ancient glorious kingdom should refer to Mount Olympus and other supernatural relics." Bluphlei was the more talkative of the two Ebben elders. He was happy to explain these things to Hao Ren. "We've read a lot of ancient books and talked to the Satyrs in Europe and America. We think that the wonderful holy land built by the otherworldlings in ancient times is the only thing worthy of the name 'glorious kingdom'. Of course, some people speculate that it refers to some forbidden places on Earth, such as the territory of the demon hunters. However, this speculation lacks evidence and is untenable."
Hao Ren looked into Bluphlei's eyes, deliberating how to change the topic to The Plane of Dreams without alerting the enemy. In the end, he decided to ask in a roundabout way. "Say... what do you think about the origin of the otherworldlings?"
Bluphlei looked at Hao Ren in surprise. "I heard that you're a wizard, but I didn't expect your research to be this."
"Ahem..." Hao Ren could not help but cough. He did not expect Casar and Ewen to insist on this view and even report it to the elders of the family. But then again, they were wizards. He did not deny it. He just continued, "Could the origin of the otherworldlings be related to the ancient glorious kingdom?"
"This... I think it's more suitable to let a human biologist study this." Bluphlei smiled and spread out his hands. "If there's a human biologist who can accept the fact of the existence of otherworldlings while remaining calm."
Hao Ren nodded. He understood that Elder Ebben did not know that the otherworldlings originated from The Plane of Dreams. In fact, most of the creatures in this world did not even know about The Plane of Dreams. It seemed like he had to look for clues himself.
At this time, Lily came back from grocery shopping. Seeing that everyone had finished their discussion, it was finally time for her to join in the conversation. She tilted her head and asked the two "seniors" in front of her, "Uncles, can I ask you something?"
Blushedt gently looked at the young man who was said to be mentally unstable. Although she was not his descendant, he still looked at Lily more warmly than he did at anyone else in the room. "Go ahead, little girl."
"Are there really no huskies among the werewolves?"
The two Ebben elders were stunned. They exchanged glances and came to a consensus: it was just as Casar said, this girl was mentally unstable!
While Vivian was busy in the kitchen, they began to chat. They talked about otherworldlings, demon hunters, history and the current situation without revealing their secrets. In the end, even Nangong Wuyue joined in out of curiosity. The two werewolf elders talked about many things related to the history of the werewolves. Although there were some exaggerations, it was enough to open Hao Ren's eyes. Lily, the "freak" who could not be categorized, also listened with great interest. Bluphlei mentioned the legendary Fenrir and the thinly related distant relatives called the Anubis in Egypt. Although the Anubis never admitted that there were werewolf elements in their sacred blood, the werewolves always thought that the Anubis were their mutated relatives. Blushedt, on the other hand, talked about the last short period of time when the otherworldlings were active hundreds to thousands of years ago. It was the Dark Age of Europe. The last trace of ignorance had not yet dissipated from human civilization. Supernatural and treacherous rural stories filled the ancient rock castles and cramped slums like a thick black fog. Vampires and werewolves, the last races of the otherworldlings, were still entrenched in human cities and villages during that period until the demon hunters and the church eradicated them in almost crazy ways.
In the narration of the two werewolf elders, the past of the planet was revealed one by one. The Mythological Era of the otherworldlings began to decline thousands of years ago and officially ended about a thousand years ago (that was also the era of various major events in human religion). However, the end did not mean that they were completely extinct. In fact, for hundreds of years after that, the remaining otherworldlings had always been in a tug-of-war with the demon hunters and the human church. At first, it was on the surface, but gradually, it went underground. All kinds of rural stories began to replace the actual demon-hunting war. It was difficult for ordinary people to see those dark and powerful creatures in reality. In the end, the last generation of vampire nobles, werewolves, wizards, witches, demons, and gremlins were completely eradicated. People could only read about these absurd stories in crude mimeographed pamphlets and manuscripts. With the roar of the steam boiler, the era of the otherworldlings officially came to an end.
A centipede died, but it did not fall down. The otherworldlings were a huge shadow hovering over human civilization. After the end of the Mythological Era, they struggled tenaciously for hundreds of years before slowly withdrawing from the stage of history.
Blushedt was very familiar with this history. He told the story to Lily with great enthusiasm. Finally, he concluded with a sigh and returned to the slightly silent state he had been in before.
Hao Ren had never heard Vivian talk about these things in such detail!
It was not the vampire maiden's fault. Who asked her to be so forgetful?
Perhaps not all werewolves were as easy to communicate with as the two elders. Every time Vivian talked about the savage nature of werewolves, she would talk about it in a solemn tone. Therefore, Hao Ren believed that most werewolves were not as calm and wise as her. However, since they had sent someone to negotiate with the Countess of the Crimson Moon, the Ebbens must have chosen the most suitable person. The two elders in front of him lived up to their title of 'elders'. This made Hao Ren feel very fortunate.
Vivian brought a sumptuous meal for everyone.
The two Ebbens watched in awe as the famous Countess of the Crimson Moon bustled between the living room and the kitchen. She skillfully arranged the dishes, divided the chopsticks, and served the rice. It was as if she had done nothing but practice for the past thousands of years. When the two old werewolves came to their senses, the table before them was filled with sumptuous but not extravagant home-cooked dishes. Of course, half of the dishes were related to garlic. The two old werewolves were dumbfounded when they saw this.
Both of them were convinced and said in unison, "… The Countess of the Crimson Moon lives up to her name."
"Leave after this meal," Vivian had always been straightforward with the werewolves. "This is a secluded sanctuary. You're welcome to visit, but don't stay for too long."
"Uh-huh." Hao Ren quickly coughed to prevent the atmosphere from worsening. He then looked at the two werewolves with an apologetic smile. "Vivian is more straightforward. If you're willing to stay, you're more than welcome …"
The two werewolves had lived for more than a thousand years. They could tell that Hao Ren's polite words were a little fake. Bluphlei laughed and said, "Don't be so polite. Aren't you afraid that we'll agree to stay?"
Hao Ren raised his chopsticks and pointed at the table. "Let's eat. Let's eat …"
Lil Pea immediately got the signal to start eating. She jumped from the pot to the table and started gnawing on the chopsticks specially prepared for her.
The little one was really well-behaved. She popped her head out a few times when the adults were talking, but she only looked at them curiously for a while and then went back to soak herself in the pot. At most, she would occasionally tug at Hao Ren's clothes and act like a spoiled child, but she never made any noise. It was as if she knew that the adults were talking about business. Hao Ren was very happy because of that. He even made up his mind to go to Yunnan and buy a batch of bamboo for the little one. The two werewolves were stunned again (they had been stunned a few times today). When they saw the little one gnawing on the chopsticks, they could not stay calm. "How can a siren eat this?!"
They still thought that Lil Pea was a siren. After all, there were no real mermaids on Earth.
"Mutation, mutation …" Hao Ren laughed dryly and tried to cover up the topic. It would be endless if he tried to explain.
Just as they were having a lively meal, there was a sudden knock on the door.
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