It was already afternoon when I returned to my residence. Frelia had already changed her clothes and waited for a long time...
"Why are you back just now?" I asked as soon as I saw Sean walking back slowly from outside, thinking.
"I just asked them to take me to the Royal Library, so it took some time," Sean replied.
"The Great Library?"
It seems like every imperial city has a royal academy, but that place is usually only visited by high-ranking wizards or scholars living in the imperial city. "Why did you think of going there?"
"I want to take a look at the nautical charts collected in their country to see if I can find the place where Melsusa and the others might be stranded. After all, the royal nautical charts are the most accurate." Compared to any other place, the royal family has the best conditions. Sean has always been a noble and of course he knows the value of such maps that have been carefully drawn by scholars at great expense.
"But even if you find it, it's impossible to send the sea chart to Yalan Castle. Emperor Sel probably won't allow people from other countries to take things out of the Royal Academy, especially since you have a special identity..." Frelia said worriedly.
"Of course he can't. I was just taking a look, but I did find a few islands I hadn't noticed before. Maybe I can find Melsusa and the others... Go get me some paper and pen."
Sean was busy telling Marlowe and the others who were still in Yalan Castle the location he knew. Seven or eight days had passed. If it was delayed any further, even if they found it later, the number of people would hardly be the same as before.
Frelia hurried to get paper and pen, and watched Sean write down the coordinates and directions he had just seen on it. In an instant, she seemed to remember that two years ago, on the way to Lietisba, the residence of Prince Philip of the Sharan Empire, he had always been very interested in maps of various regions. At that time, she really wanted to ask Sean why he always cared so much about using maps.
I remember that when we were at sea, the other party also used nautical charts to accurately grasp the direction.
"Sean."
"Hmm? What's the matter? Tell me." He didn't turn around but continued writing.
"You seem to be able to see clues from these maps all the time. Do you have any tricks?" Frelia is very meticulous and often watches Sean's every move, so she knows a lot of things.
Sometimes we don’t say anything just because we are worried that the other person will feel annoyed.
The pen stops...
Just after finishing what he wanted to say, Sean slowly folded the contents of the letter and bound it with wax seal, and at the same time cast a magic spell that needed to be decrypted as a precaution.
This kind of magic is easy to break and any wizard above level four or five can do it, but it will leave a mark after it is broken. Sean is in a palace in another country. If anyone peeks at his letter, Mier will find out after receiving it. So he guessed that Emperor Sel would not be so stingy as to open his letter to read it, as that would be too unbecoming of a great power.
"Curious?" After sending the letter, Sean looked at Frelia who had been silent.
"Then say it if you're willing!" Frelia looked at Sean seriously, waiting for his answer.
"I've told you before that I like studying maps because they allow me to see all locations more intuitively, which is crucial for someone who wants to control the overall situation. As for my previous vigilance, it was thanks to the ancient god incident." The answer was still half true and half false.
It's not that Sean is unwilling to be honest, but this omniscient and all-seeing ability is too terrifying. Imagine that the person who is staring at you knows what you want. Even Frelia, who has a very close relationship with him, would not like the feeling of being monitored.
Over the years, Sean has only been judging people superficially, glancing them over with a single glance. If he sees too clearly, he will see through them and won't be willing to talk to them.
However, there is nothing the people around me can do; they have to see it no matter what!
"Is it the Tacoma incident?"
"That's right."
Frelia will never forget the incident with the ancient god's followers. She almost died during that time... and her feelings towards Sean also changed after that time.
"I've said before that during that incident, I used the power of the stone tablet to see another ancient god by chance, and only after obtaining its protection was I able to save you. Although so many years have passed and that power has disappeared, I still feel that it is still rooted in my body... From my rapidly growing strength over the years and my sensitivity to threats, I have a special feeling." Sean said that he never expected that these stories could be told together and could be compiled into another version.
"Well, does it affect you?" Frelia, who had been talking about her physical condition, brought the topic back to her mind with concern.
Sometimes I feel really bad. I can satisfy Frelia with anything except my abilities, especially the identities of the ancient gods including Yog-Sothoth. I must never let outsiders know about them, because ordinary people simply cannot withstand that kind of unspeakable power!
"It doesn't matter."
He reached out and stroked the other person's face, which was slightly warm.
"It's okay. I've been fine all these years." Suddenly I remembered that Lucille lived next door.
"Where's my mentor?"
"She went out after she woke up. I asked her to wait for you, but she said that she just needed to wait for you, as if she had something else to do!" Frelia recalled Lucille's expression at that time.
Normally, their conversations were just a few cold words, but for Sean's sake, neither of them had ever argued about anything. After all, they just knew each other... They both acknowledged each other's existence and identity, but that was all and they didn't communicate much. Although Sean tried his best to hope that the two of them could be more harmonious, it was probably difficult.
But this afternoon, Frelia felt that Lucille was worried and was absent-minded when she spoke. She left in a hurry after waking up.
"Do you want to ask her?"
"My mentor used to have a very good relationship with the Great Alchemist of Kserk. They always called each other sisters. This happened last night when she came back from there." In order to avoid the other party worrying, Sean did not tell them that his level was increasing.
"Is that so... The Great Alchemist must have told her something. No wonder I felt like they knew each other when they met in the hall yesterday."
"Well, no matter what. We just need to let Emperor Cel order the cities along the coast to help search for our troops. We don't have to worry about anything else. And what about the pirate Rocks? I heard that the emperor ordered his public execution in three days, to show the entire nation the consequences of going against the navy." Sean said.
"Does that mean Emperor Serge will invite you to participate?"
Frelia suddenly said.
"Not yet."
"Then we have to keep a low profile!"
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