"What's the matter?" Frelia asked.
This matter is a bit difficult to explain. Thinking back, I have never talked about those things about myself before. Where should I start?
"Let me think about where to start."
"There are more?" Frelia looked at Sean.
"Not much, it's just hard to explain... Do you remember the last time we were in Old Town Tacoma? How that octopus man failed."
"I remember you said that the things they summoned were unwilling and asked you to teach them a lesson?"
Although a year has passed, Frelia still remembers this incident, and of course she remembers what Sean said.
Actually, he'd come up with this now-completely ridiculous excuse for self-preservation... It was a blessing Frelia believed it. But back then, their relationship was just a casual one, far from the close one it is now. Sean hadn't anticipated that rescuing Frelia would lead to their relationship skyrocketing.
But it's hard to take back what's said, and now's the time to fill it in.
"Perhaps it's the influence of that ancient god. For the past year, I've been having these unique dreams, as if they were real... You could think of it as a prophetic power, like foreshadowing. I was able to prepare defenses at the border in advance thanks to this ability."
"...Although I didn't quite believe it at first, after the border war I became convinced that I could briefly see certain things happening around me," Sean said.
"Will this have any impact on you?" Frelia asked hurriedly.
"No, it actually makes me a bit of a prophet. I didn't really understand what an omen was before, but now I feel it in myself."
The other party's first thought was his own safety, which touched Sean very much.
"No wonder you wrote to me earlier, saying you suspected the Borg Emperor was being controlled by followers of the Ancient Gods. However, I have no way of verifying that."
In fact, Frelia did receive the news, but the Grand Marshal also knew it at the same time.
An accident caused the other party to see the contents of the letter. At that time, Frelia was scolded not to believe in these rumors, which could easily lead to various consequences. That was why she did not reply to herself immediately.
"Let's forget about that... But then I thought about it for a long time, and I think our starting point might have been wrong... The Cain Slate might not be a carrier of powerful power, but a bridge that can communicate with specific ancient gods at specific times."
This was the conclusion Sean had drawn from his research over the past year. The Cain Slate was in his hand, but Sean had no idea what abilities it had... At most, the material was special, and as long as it was displayed, it was clear that it was different from anything else.
However, it was because of it that I first met Ghroth, and it was because of it that I opened the door and triggered a series of stories afterwards.
Even the final deal with the Lord of Time was only possible due to the conditions of exchange...
It seems as if all this is a destined outcome, just like the power of the One who brings all things together.
"A bridge to God..."
Frelia silently repeated Sean's words.
"That's my opinion, because there's really no other way to interpret the tablets, and that happened that day. However, this can only be proven by discovering more tablets in the future. What I'm seeing now is something else."
Sean told Frelia what he saw of King Simon that day, hoping that she would verify it.
Also, I once had a flash of someone's figure in my mind for a moment, but I wasn't sure, maybe it was the murderer.
Although Sean told the other party that he could foresee certain things, that still fell into the category of magic similar to that of a prophet. If he said that he could see the various attributes of things, then there would be a problem.
No matter how good her relationship with Frelia was, she probably wouldn't like having no privacy at all.
If you see all your joys, sorrows, anger and happiness, then there will be no fun in the future!
So Sean only said part of it, and didn't say anything more specific...
"Is that the murderer?" he asked.
"Maybe, but all the southern lords are trapped in this yard right now, and I can't go and see." Sean said.
In fact, the simplest solution is for Sean to go out freely, and then look at the people around the little prince one by one, maybe he can find the murderer.
If it was really the Borg who were behind this, then their relationship with the people of the Bashalan Empire would be almost hostile, so all they had to do was find him... This was also the solution Sean had come up with.
"Oh, I just got here. I'll go check out the details later and tell you later."
The two chatted for a long time...
Frelia left reluctantly until dinner time in the evening. She heard that many wizards coming from the front line had already arrived.
This time, the 16th-level Orderly Court Wizard Lapshi will lead everyone in the search for the murderer. We must use various methods to find the murderer as quickly as possible...
Frelia came to find him early the next morning because the dead little prince Anto was exactly the same as Sean said, and the unknown old mark on the bed sheet also existed.
"What on earth is that?"
"I can't really explain it right now... but it's definitely related to those ancient god believers. However, we're trapped here and can't go out to look for them."
"You don't have to worry about that. Yesterday, the palace's chief wizard, Master La Push, said that they would gather everyone together again tomorrow to explain the situation. They can't keep everyone locked up because of this incident. The king is furious right now, but he will definitely consider his country later. You can take this opportunity to see who the murderer is... and then tell me who the murderer is... Is it the person you saw in your dream?"
As long as he could get out, Sean could think of many ways, but unfortunately he couldn't.
"By the way, Sean...I heard that you and that Adaklai female commander agreed to a duel?"
"Uh... I'll tell you about this later. I was just trying to get some relief for the Southern Lord."
It would take a long time to talk about this matter, but Sean didn't dwell on it.
………………
The next morning, Sean came to the hall again with 12 lords whom he had not seen for several days. Many people were in a bad mood after being imprisoned for two or three days.
Also present this time were the ministers who hadn't been to the palace for a few days, as well as the prince and the Grand Duke. Of course, there were also guests like Mel Susa...
It has been three or four days since the incident, and King Simon should come forward and explain to everyone what happened.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to keep people waiting in the palace like this...
King Simon had been sitting on the throne before everyone arrived, his head lowered, staring at the state of [tired!] and [sad!].
Seeing everyone coming, he said to an elderly wizard beside him.
"You come and explain the situation to everyone, La Push."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Nodding...
Then, just as the other party walked towards the center, Sean saw a name that had never appeared before.
Above the other person's head...
【%#%@Shoggoth】
It was a bunch of gibberish, but at the end it was Shoggoth's name.
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