Chapter 22 Everything in the Cave Isidore never made a mistake...
It was unusually quiet under the cliff, and the sand and rocks on the ground were as messy as before, and it was impossible to tell what had happened here.
Vifiya was at a loss for a moment. She frantically searched her mind for information about the person in front of her. Even in the vaguest past, she could not find any trace of this person. She was sure that she had never seen this person before.
The magician's eyes were as tranquil as a slowly flowing river. Seeing Vifia's expression finally change, revealing the reaction of a fifteen-year-old child, she softened her features, lowered her eyes, and smiled softly, "It may seem like this is our first meeting, but I already knew you."
She fixed her eyes on the hole in the cliff wall: "You go in and take a look first. I won't go in."
Her eyes were calm, as if she could see Vifiya's distrust. She raised her hand to place a restraint on herself. A wind wall erected around the magician. She touched it lightly, and a few drops of blood splashed from her fingertips. "Until you come out, this restraint will not disappear."
Seeing this, Vifiya hesitated to speak. She didn't understand why the magician would do this. First he said something incomprehensible, and now he acted like he was thinking about her.
But it is a fact that she has not hurt herself so far, and it is also a fact that it has helped her.
She had no reason to refuse.
She nodded slightly towards the magician: "Thank you."
Feeling Vifiya's gratitude, the magician's eyes became even gentler. As he watched her walk into the dark cave, he felt a sense of absurdity that the girl not far away was being swallowed by the darkness step by step. She frowned.
The cave was no different from what Vifiya had seen in her previous life. She saw the flickering light of the purple crystal on the platform in front of her, and in the center of that light was the clue she had been dreaming of.
It was obviously the same scene, but Vifiya could still clearly feel her heart beating again and again.
Her throat was dry and she couldn't help swallowing.
After a few steps, she was already standing in front of the stage.
Even though the cave was dark, the light from the purple crystal was enough to illuminate the entire platform.
The note lay quietly in the center of the crystal. The moment she saw the note clearly, Vifia couldn't control the expression on her face. She was full of astonishment and her head was stuck as if it was rusty. She picked up the note in a panic, and her hands were shaking slightly.
The note was blank.
Holding the note, Vifiya instantly considered many possibilities. Was it the torn note from her previous life that affected her now? Or... was it that too many changes in this life had caused the note to change as well?
The piece of paper was as light as a feather, but Vifiya felt it was extremely heavy.
She continued to look through the light of the purple crystal, trying to find evidence that the text was hidden, but the note was still blank.
She shook the note again, and finally, after thinking it over, put it back where it belonged.
The note remained unchanged.
The red pupils gradually lost their luster, and Vifiya felt a sense of emptiness sweeping from her heart to her whole body.
She had already gotten used to this situation, where all the clues ended up being in vain. However, she had clearly seen words on the note in her previous life. What went wrong?
Vifiya picked up the note again, her fingertips tightened, she would not give up.
She stared at the note blankly for a while, but the note didn't change at all. She was about to take the note away when suddenly runes appeared on the note. Tiny runes gushed out, and the light reflected in Vifiya's eyes. The red pupils were dotted with rune stars.
The paper was suspended in the air, and the runes wrapped around it were spinning rapidly in circles.
After a while, the light of the rune gradually faded, and the paper note swayed lightly in the air, forming an elegant arc.
In the silent cave, there was only the sound of Vifiya's heartbeat. She raised her hand to take it.
The words on the note were familiar to her, yet they seemed a little strange to her now. At a glance, the memory buried deep in her bones allowed her to recognize the words that were flashing with purple light.
There are only three simple words on it.
Find the dragon.
Dragon? Vifiya clutched the note tightly. Despite her trembling hands, she had actually calmed down considerably. She frowned slightly.
The dragons in this world are called Buma Lingdare. There are very few records about dragons. As far as the Segarot Empire is concerned, as far as she knows, only the Royal Library and the Pope's copy room in the Holy See have information about dragons.
As for the folk, there are only two legends. One is that the dragon is the follower of the goddess Lehomie. Before the empire was established and all living things were suffering, the goddess Lehomie sent the dragon to help humans build the empire.
Second, when the empire was about to be established, the dragon suddenly went mad and killed many people, but humans were grateful for its dedication and did not attack the dragon.
There is no accurate description of the appearance of a dragon. It is either a big black ball of hair, or it has the features of many monsters, because this is more in line with the public's impression that dragons can restrain all monsters.
But this is just a folk story after all, and has not been positively recognized by the royal family or the church.
She did not visit the Pope's scriptorium, but she did have access to the Royal Library.
The Royal Library is open to the royal family members only, including the two dukes with royal blood and the three heads of the founding families.
In the life when she became a marquis, as a person in a high position, it was inevitable that many people would watch her and correct her mistakes.
Therefore, in order to have a reason to stay longer in the Royal Library, she established a persona for herself that she never put down her book.
According to the Imperial Library's book "On the Eve of the Establishment of the Empire", "Buma Lingdare was powerful and wise, with a tall body, strong limbs, and a pair of broad and long wings, driven by God.
The world is in constant conflict, and God sends Buma Lingdalie to help humans build an empire.
However, on the eve of the empire's establishment, the Bumalindare rebelled, resulting in the deaths and injuries of thousands of civilians and magic knights, and the Bumalindare disappeared without a trace."
Among the numerous books in the entire library, only this small section records dragons.
The royal family and the church only recognized the goddess's devotion, and everything about the dragon had been slowly erased in the long river of time.
Somehow, Vifiya always felt that things were not that simple.
According to the information available, no one has seen the missing dragon in the nine hundred years since the establishment of the empire.
No one knows whether the dragon returns to the goddess or perishes somewhere.
"Found the dragon." How do you know if you found it?
Vifiya's mind was in a state of confusion, but in fact it didn't take long before she was surprised to see the note in her hand suddenly turned into ashes, leaving no trace.
The purple crystal on the table beside him lost its luster and dimmed, making the already dim cave even darker.
Vifiya took a step forward and walked out of the cave, clenching her hands at her sides.
She pondered the possibility of becoming a marquis again in this life, possessing the title of marquis so that she could enter the royal library and at the same time climb up the ladder to seize greater power.
After all, the more power you have, the more secrets you can know.
Before becoming a marquis, Vifiya only needed the power of a marquis, but for Vifiya, it was not enough.
But after becoming a marquis, she couldn't give up her so-called sense of responsibility.
Moreover, the direction of this life is better than any previous life. It can even be said that it is smoother and easier than before.
The sunlight was already faintly shining outside the cave. She stepped out of the dark cave. The different light from that inside the cave made Vifia squint her eyes. After she adjusted, she opened her eyes again and saw that the wind wall around the magician in front of her disappeared in an instant.
The magician looked at her with eyes that were still gentle. The two of them just stared at each other quietly, neither of them speaking first.
The moment she saw the magician, Vifia suddenly thought that maybe she could ask Isidore and Kaharun whether the history from the magician's perspective would be different.
She also needed to find a way to get to the Pope's scriptorium. She thought about the feasibility of borrowing Isidore's power, but quickly dismissed the idea. The Holy See also had magicians, and if magic was used in the Holy See headquarters, it would easily be detected.
The remaining methods...
The scriptorium has always been used by the Pope alone, without exception.
But the process of becoming Pope is extremely demanding and cannot be achieved in a short period of time, so how can she become an exception?
In other words, how could the Pope invite her into the scriptorium, just as he had invited her into the Scotto prayer room last time?
The image of God appears in your mind, and you become a saint of God?
Even though there was some sunlight around, it was still a little chilly at the foot of the cliff.
The magician in front of her looked at Vifia with such kindness that she couldn't ignore it. She took a deep breath and said, "So, Master Magician, you've done so much, why don't you tell me your purpose?"
The magician never reveals himself in public, so it was strange enough that Isidore and Kaharun revealed their identities in front of her, not to mention this woman whose every move reminded her that she was a magician from the beginning.
When the magician heard this, a smile appeared in the eyes of this magician who looked to be in her early thirties, and she took a few steps forward.
The look in her eyes at this moment was somewhat similar to Isidore's, as if she were looking at an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time. However, unlike Isidore's expression of slight grievance, her eyes were filled with pity. "I am the great magician and Isidore's teacher, Salis Lepperzer. I am here to complete a deal with you."
Salis's gaze was fixed on her face. The girl in front of her looked completely different from the one she had seen before, but she could still see the shadow of her from that time.
She was willing to help Vifiya, but it was Vifiya who proposed the deal herself.
Vifiya performed a miracle.
Exchange this miracle for something that was easy for her to do.
This is an unequal transaction.
Vifiya was slightly startled. She didn't expect the great magician to come to her in person and talk about a deal with her.
Starting from Isidore, she had a vague feeling that something must have happened that she didn't know about.
She once suspected that Isidore had recognized the wrong person, but Isidore's eyes were always so firm when he looked at her.
Nor did Kaharun refute Isidore.
She had her own things to do, and privately, having the magician's help would be a great help to her, so when Isidore took out the purple diamond wind silver grass earrings, she had no way of refusing.
She couldn't delve into it too deeply. Once she did, it would only lead to more problems. All she needed to do was to focus on the present and realize her wishes.
However, Vifiya's expression was serious. She had to ask this question: "Are you sure it's me?"
Salis did not answer, because she knew that as long as she saw this thing, Vifia would understand that she was not wrong, and Isidore never recognized the wrong person.
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