The ruins are located in a desert, and a group of people had already received news of them before they were discovered.
As time passed, various forces continued to appear in the area where the ruins were about to emerge, turning the desolate desert into a bustling city.
"I never expected that even people from the Temple of Light would come from such a long distance."
"Over there, are those dragons? It's been so long since I've seen so many giant dragons..."
"I knew the mainland magicians wouldn't give up such a precious opportunity. It's said that there might be information about the God of the Dead in this."
"I've heard that this is an ancient site. There's a complete blank about the history of the continent of Coral before the Primitive Era."
"If only it were true, we could learn more about the gods."
A bustling trading area was formed around the ruins, populated by mercenary groups, adventurers, and vendors setting up stalls at random.
The noisy discussions continued unabated.
Sometimes a message is known to only a few people, and that's called a secret. But when more than a certain number of people know it, it will spread at an extraordinary speed.
For example, right now.
Regarding the secrets of the ruins, all races and factions believed they had firsthand information, but in reality, almost all mercenaries with intelligence networks were aware of it.
As a result, a large number of ethnic groups have gathered here.
As for who spread the news that there would be ruins here, it is impossible to know, or rather, no one knows at all.
"The undead...so what if they're the undead..."
Harun, who had arrived at some unknown time, sat in the area prepared by the Temple of Light, waiting for the ruins to open. His gaze was fixed on the ruins, and his tone was strangely eerie.
The paladin who was standing nearby had just walked over when he heard those words, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body.
Since Her Highness the Saintess passed away, the Holy Knight Commander has become more and more erratic.
I thought things would get better over time, but now it seems... that's unlikely.
The paladin sighed silently, secretly hoping that the saintess could be resurrected. If she were, their miserable days would be a little easier.
Unfortunately, this can only be wishful thinking.
"The Continental Mage Guild has also sent people. Would you like to meet them, Knight Commander?"
The paladin stepped forward and asked softly.
Harlan then slowly withdrew his gaze and turned it to the paladin who had come to inquire.
"They're here?"
He asked.
"Yes, there are two twin fire mages who look exactly alike."
The paladin hesitated for a moment before adding the following.
"It seems to be... the twins that Her Highness the Saintess took in before."
Maggie had only been dead for two years, which wasn't too long. Most of the paladins who entered the temple earlier had already met the twins. However, he was worried that if the knight commander saw someone from the past related to the saintess, his mood would sour.
That's why I said something out of turn.
"It's alright."
Harlan shook his head, as if he didn't care about such a trivial matter at all.
In other words, he doesn't really care now, since it won't be long before he sees his Holy Maiden again.
soon.
It won't take too long.
The paladin nodded and turned to leave.
Before long, the twins appeared in the camp of the Temple of Light. The three of them met and their expressions were somewhat complicated.
"Grand Paladin, it's been a long time."
The older brother, Spielt, spoke first.
Is there anything you want to say?
Harlan used to be someone who liked to pretend and act like an elegant prince, but since Maggie left, his personality has become more and more straightforward, and he no longer beats around the bush.
"Yes, it concerns Her Highness the Holy Maiden."
Sperl noticed that Harlan's attitude wasn't very good, so he stepped forward and spoke in place of his brother.
"What?"
Harlan asked, his brows furrowing slightly.
"I don't know if you've received any news about Maggie... Her Highness's resurrection."
When Sber said this, his voice was quite loud at first, but it gradually became softer and softer. Throughout the entire continent of Coral, resurrection was not only an unsolvable problem that could not be solved, but also a taboo that could not be mentioned.
They hadn't received this message when they set off; it was only halfway there that a mysterious person inexplicably delivered it to them.
They were stunned when they opened the note.
I was thinking that maybe I should talk to someone about it.
After much deliberation, the only people they could discuss this with were the people of the Temple of Light.
Harlen became the only option.
"..."
Harlan pursed his lips, a strange light flashing in his eyes. He had known about this news for a long time, but he hadn't expected that the twins would also receive the same news. It was really... strange.
"As expected, you received it too, right?"
Intelligent people don't need many words; Spote just glanced at him and knew that Harlan had also heard about it.
"Um."
Harlan did not refute, but calmly responded.
Do you think this is a conspiracy against us?
Spitbolt had more to consider, and without giving Harlan much time to think, he continued to express his thoughts.
"If you observe carefully, you'll find that many people who were once associated with Maggie have been gathered here for various reasons, and they have all received the news that she will be resurrected."
"What are the people behind this plotting?"
Spittor looked at Harlan with a serious expression.
"..."
Harlan didn't respond, but stared at Spitbol for a few seconds before speaking in a calm tone.
"So what? Given your suspicious nature, if you suspected it was a conspiracy, you should have left long ago instead of coming to me. So, you also want to revive her and find out the truth of this matter, don't you?"
With just a few words, he saw through Gemini's true thoughts.
Therefore, their purpose is definitely not simply to persuade people to quit.
You're right.
Spitbol readily admitted it.
“I just went to see that elf and that dragon. Although it’s risky to do this without knowing if it’s true or not, if we cooperate, we’ll be much better at resisting conspiracies and tricks.”
He laid his cards on the table without any hesitation.
"..."
Harlan's expression darkened. Emotionally speaking, he didn't want to cooperate; he wanted to have his Saintess all to himself.
But rationally speaking, Spote is right.
If everyone connected to Her Highness the Holy Maiden received the same message, then it is undoubtedly intentional on someone's part.
If he acts blindly on his own, he might be killed before he even sees Maggie.
Taking them down one by one is much easier than dealing with them all at once.
"Can."
Harlan pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
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