Chapter 27. If it were now (3),
the appearances in the portrait would have been intact.
No, rather, it is a sculpture that is more life-like than a portrait.
“That’s amazing.”
Lemain spoke briefly but full of sincerity.
Exactly two weeks after the discovery of the room left behind by Sispanian, the interior was being inspected.
‘We are checking in advance to see if there are any dangerous elements, so why not walk a little later?’
Alan, who did not want to show Lemain the axis of time as much as possible, used this excuse to delay Lemain’s visit. The purpose was to find a way to remove the shaft fragments through the invisible wall. Of course, we did not succeed in taking out the fragments.
The process of the Yangsin War was carved on the stone wall.
The eight heroes gathered to seal the evil spirit, the fight they had, who died in what process, and the description of Serenti, the god who slept together while sealing the evil spirit in the final battle, was listed in order.
And now Lemain was standing in front of the final scene, right after the evil spirit was sealed.
The four who survived until the end, the first king Hatsuara, the ancient dragon Sispanian Cythros Horn Siegfried, and the Great Secretia, were seen.
– We certainly achieved and protected, but we also lost.
There was no special writing on the other pieces, but the last scene had this message written on it. It is unknown whether these were Sispanian’s words or someone else’s.
In the sculpture, King Secretia was kneeling on the floor. Holding the body of Neriad, a knight known as one of the heroes who died in the final battle.
The face of Secretia the Great could not be seen in this sculpture as there were no traces of it other than the record that Sispanian also respected the wishes of King Secretia, saying, “He ordered me to erase everything about him before he died.” However, the sense of loss and despair was conveyed intact. It can only be so because it is a transfer of the memories of what Sispanian, who never forgets, saw and experienced in person.
LeMaine looked at the empty face for a moment and asked Alan.
“Is that ring the only thing found besides this?”
He then looked at the fragment of the axis of time placed in the center of the dome-shaped room and asked. Alan, who was standing nearby, answered quietly.
“Yes, Your Highness. Nothing else came out.”
“It’s a shame that the ring can’t be moved. That’s why we had to hide the records that Sispanian himself left behind.”
Isn’t this an incredible discovery that could literally leave a mark in the history of Kairis? Simply revealing this place to the public would have been an opportunity to solidify faith in the royal family, but it was not possible.
It was because of the golden ring placed in the middle of this room. I heard from Alan that this location itself should not be made public because it appears to be related to those who attacked Calian. It was impossible to move the ring.
Of course, Alan answered quietly, hiding what the ring was a part of and the fact that it was an item so important that it was difficult to even compare it to a piece of the wall.
“It can be revealed in the future, so don’t be too disappointed.”
“After granting Calian’s request, I am worried and anxious. What should I do?”
Right now, Lemaine was saying this because of the matter regarding Freya’s concubine. He said that if LeMaine’s position was strengthened even a little, there would be less trouble for Calian, but it was unfortunate that he could not announce this discovery, which would be of some help to that.
“What happens next is up to the prince. He will handle it well.”
Would you be any different if you were concerned about Alan?
Rather, unlike Lemain, Alan had even a vague idea of what Calian had planned.
But as I just said, it was something Calian had to deal with himself. I knew that rushing to help could actually be harmful. So, he continued talking about his intention to deal with Briesen, trying to contain his worries that were probably a hundred times greater than that of Lemain.
“Besides, isn’t it a throne that you won’t be able to find even if you wash your eyes and look to see if it was there or not anyway? Now, nothing will change if you become as strong as a frog’s snot, so don’t be too sad about it.”
Lemain just nodded once again.
It had reached a point where the words of the wizard who was keeping him alive seemed like nothing more than an ordinary greeting. It has gone beyond the stage of just doing it for the sake of it.
It’s LeMaine’s fault that it’s raining outside, so that’s about it.
Feeling somewhat empty, I thought I should visit Randel in the evening. I may not be able to meet you properly this time, but still.
* * *
– Shoot…
A sudden pouring rain hit the glass window of the terrace.
Sometimes it is nice to see a sudden rain that is not only refreshing but hard to see before your eyes. This also means that there are many times when people do not welcome this kind of rain or see it with very embarrassed eyes.
So, it could be said that Kalian was very fortunate that now was one of those ‘sometimes’.
First of all, Kalyan was indoors and had no special plans for the day. Of course, I wasn’t the type of person who was extremely reluctant to get wet in the rain, but I also wasn’t willing to go outside in this much rain.
So Kalyan enjoyed the sound of the rain with a very peaceful mind and put the last piece of steak left on his plate into his mouth. The taste of the properly cooked steak was very good.
“Aeowong!”
It was amazing to see the rain rolling down the long floor-to-ceiling window.
‘I am Prince Calian’s cat who prefers Prince Planz.’
The cat was putting its paws here and there on the window.
Calian smiled slightly when he saw the cat, as it seemed like it was trying to catch rainwater.
“Even if you can see it, you can’t catch it.”
And then he spoke to the cat like this.
“Meow meow!”
Perhaps it was quite unfair, so the cat took turns looking at the window and meowing. Then, making a loud noise, he ran over and climbed onto the lap of Planz, who was sitting across from Calian.
Then, I curled up and lay down in the dark space between the now familiar table and Planz’s knees.
A little different from Calian’s, Planz marinated the steak in wine to remove any unpleasant odor and seasoned it with only a little pepper and salt, then chewed and swallowed the fully cooked steak without any blood seeping out, then changed his posture a little. Make it easier for your cat to lie down.
Before long, the meal was over and instead of cutlery, tea and dessert were placed on the table. It was a tea brewed with dried apples and oranges, perfect for a rainy day.
“Aylan Beverian Jorn Triffield Valley.”
After silently taking a sip of tea, Plantz opened his mouth like this.
It wasn’t unusual for Planz to open his mouth first, but it was probably the first time he said something that had no context, no context, and wasn’t even a common word.
Nevertheless, Calian just nodded quietly and took a sip of water.
“Cryon Purd Celtic Chapman Meyer Regal.”
Plantz said something strange once more.
“Quite a lot.”
Of course, Calian was not embarrassed.
Instead of being embarrassed, he even answered in a calm voice.
“Is there a lot?”
“There are about 30 families that disappeared after the new king came to power, and one in three is a lot.”
And like this, a conversation that no one in the world could understand continued without fail.
Let me explain it like this:
The day I faced the axis of time. Kalian stayed up all night for two nights from that very day. As if that wasn’t enough, I canceled all my plans for two days and struggled with paper and pen.
After memorizing all the information, I rewrote the Tensil data that I had burned. Even having the experience of putting an aura on my fingers just to hold the pen, I managed to hand over the materials to Plantz before the day passed.
And I forgot about it.
The search for the forces that might be related to Randel’s oath was completely left to Plantz. There were many other things to worry about, so there was no reason to worry twice about Calian.
Plantz memorized the material that Calian had memorized over five days in four days. After that, another week passed, and Plantz selected the families that he needed to focus on and check out of the information in the data. Clan families that are tied together at the core and correspond to thick branches excluding cut off side branches. The name was conveyed to Calian.
“Brother Randel, you lived a good life even after doing something like this right after you took the throne.”
About 30 families disappeared after Randel came to the throne.
In general, isn’t this absolutely impossible? What nobleman would sacrifice his head to leave behind a king who wields a sword as soon as he ascends the throne and who has no foundation whatsoever?
Therefore, Plantz found it surprising that Randel had purged so many nobles without causing a rebellion.
“You probably didn’t touch it directly. You probably didn’t know.”
A sword wielded without revealing it.
It would have been a purge carried out without anyone revealing themselves or using direct intervention, so that each party could target the other. So that even those who are affected cannot know whose arrangement it is.
“Because it’s unexpected.”
As Calian said, Plantz didn’t say it because he didn’t know.
I was just surprised that Randel, who seemed to exist and not exist, showed such actions and successfully succeeded in a plan that required the help of others.
“Would it be difficult to reduce it further in ten places?”
It was information that hadn’t even happened yet, and it was based on what Chase remembered now, not Chase from the ‘past’. Therefore, there was a lot of missing content and there were probably a lot of circumstances that the three writers at the time could not understand.
It was admirable to be able to select one out of three, but it was difficult to identify all ten families one by one.
That’s why Plantz leaned back in his chair and answered Calian’s question.
“I think we need information on Crown Prince Tensil. I heard he was involved in the collaboration between Tensil and the Great Desert.”
Of course, Lemain’s three works could not be used. Because of this, Calian smiled slightly as he thought of his own very capable intelligence organization boss.
“When Lord Siren returns, I will ask the Association for a favor. Anyway, you will have a lot of other things to do until then.”
As the matter was a serious matter, it was not something that could be asked of anyone other than Euria, and Plants would have been quite busy due to Arsene’s absence. Isn’t he the vice commander of the same position as Arsene?
Plantz just nodded quietly. Then he spoke in a low voice towards Kalian, who was trying to reach for the teacup.
“Wizards keep blocking my steps. Could it be my brother’s doing?”
Now, the only place where Balkan wizards could stop Plants was Heysia Palace. Therefore, Calian raised his teacup with a nonchalant expression and said.
“yes.”
The person who knows best that Calian cannot lie would be Allen, and the person who would know the next best would be Plantz. So Calian just answered honestly with a relaxed mind.
“why.”
“If I could tell you that, I would have let you in.”
And Plantz knew well that Calian was giving him answers quite easily.
“If all the debris has been cleared and the road is blocked, it means something has come out.”
Calian frowned at the accurate guess.
Even the Balkan wizards didn’t know what was hidden under the stairs. Moreover, I had no intention of telling it to anyone else, not even Plants.
“It has nothing to do with Briesen or your mother.”
“Then it must be Sispanian.”
Planz, who had been thinking about nothing but Tensil for two weeks, said it as if it was no big deal.
After that, he raised one corner of his mouth towards Calian, whose expression was as if he was wondering how on earth he could get Sispanian to come out right away.
“say.”
