Poor Ash.
Meng patted Ash's shoulder wordlessly, then turned around and couldn't wait to tell him about his discovery, which he had been holding in for the entire night.
"Sigourney, do you know the history before the establishment of the Wizarding Association?"
He was not at all frightened by Sigourney's previous cold face, and happily shared his recent discoveries with Sigourney.
Sigourney gave the well-known answer: "Humans and magical creatures fought a war, and humans won. After the war, humans established the Wizarding Association."
Because of the war, the ancient times were extremely chaotic, and even very few historical materials were left. As a result, that period of history was extremely vague, and many events were only filled in by the imaginations of later wizards.
As a result of my imagination, there are no less than ten different versions of interpretation for the same period of history, and wizards who support different versions are divided into different academic factions, and they often quarrel with each other.
Putting aside the historical details that have been debated by later generations, all wizards have no disagreement on the general trend of history. What Sigourney said just now was also recognized by all wizards.
"That's right." Meng nodded. "Legend has it that magical creatures were once extremely powerful, and humans were weak and vulnerable. They were enslaved and driven by magical creatures, and they were overwhelmed. Later, humans mastered the rules of the world and possessed the power of magic to fight against magical creatures. In the end, they defeated them and established the Wizarding Association, which in turn brought magical creatures under their rule."
Ash was so absorbed in listening that he forgot about his disappointment and frustration, and looked at Meng with sparkling eyes.
He also remembered something.
On the night of his sixteenth birthday, the night he first met Sigourney, a stage was set up outside Duogu Village, and a wonderful drama performance was staged on the stage.
It was the same history that Meng had just mentioned, except that in that play, magical creatures were called monsters.
The story in that drama was a fairy tale he had heard since he was a child.
He just thought it was a story at that time.
But I didn't expect that this was actually a true history.
Ash couldn't help but tell his belated discovery, and then asked doubtfully: "Isn't the Broken River Plain isolated from the world of Iluf? Why are there such similar legends?"
Meng shrugged and asked, "Do you know when and how Broken River Plain was formed?"
Ash shook his head blankly. He had never seen any relevant records.
"It's normal not to know, because Broken River Plain is a lost history." Meng said, "The best we can do is to use other materials to corroborate and confirm that Broken River Plain existed before the establishment of the Wizarding Association."
He laughed. "I just went to Broken River Plain not long ago. I have also heard the fairy tale that you mentioned that has been passed down to this day. I thought the same thing as you did at the time. Why would there be the same legend on two pieces of land that have been separated for thousands of years?"
"It can only be said that these two pieces of land have the same origin. Long, long ago, before the establishment of the Wizarding Association, Broken River Plain and Ilufu were originally connected, and the war between humans and magical creatures took place on this 'piece' of land."
Meng said: "Perhaps it was because of the war that the Broken River Plain and Ilufu were separated by the Elemental River, and the humans living there were also separated into two places."
Sigourney chuckled mockingly, "This is interesting. Do you think that when the wizards of Iluf were raising the humans on the Broken River Plain, did they ever think that their ancestors might have been a loving family thousands of years ago?"
Meng twitched his lips. What was so interesting about this guess? Wizards paid special attention to family, blood, and inheritance. If they really met by chance, it would be too...
It's enough to make the wizard feel uncomfortable.
As Broken River Plains are opened up and Iluf gets to know more about it, perhaps more and more wizards will guess this. They may hesitate and stop, but both Signy and Meng think that there will be more wizards who pretend not to know and turn a blind eye. Because once they acknowledge that Broken River Plains is a human being with the same origin as them, they can no longer treat it as material.
Interests and blood ties...even biological brothers may turn against each other for the former, not to mention blood ties that have been separated by thousands of years.
At most you'll feel uncomfortable for a while, but you'll still have to use the materials.
"That's going off topic." Meng Jiang pulled the topic back to the topic that Ash's doubts had led him to. "What I want to say is that no matter whether it is Iluf or Broken River Plain, the ending of the legend is that humans defeated magical creatures, right?"
Sigourney lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Could it be the other way around?"
If magical creatures had defeated humans, how could humans have established the Wizarding Association to rule Iluv? And how could magical creatures have fallen into the miserable situation they are in today?
"Not the other way around." Meng smiled confidently, "I just suspect that that period of history is not exactly what we know now."
Ash tilted his head, somewhat confused.
In a war, either humans win or magical creatures win. Uncle Meng doesn't take sides, is there any other possibility?
"Draw?" he asked.
Meng nodded, then shook his head.
"Humanity won." Meng's voice was deep and clear, "But the magical creatures didn't lose either."
Ash was confused: "What do you mean?"
"'We didn't lose' - there are several notes in Rachel's library, notes on ancient magical creatures, all of which mentioned this sentence." Meng's eyes were bright, "Then another sentence was mentioned -"
Ash and Sigourney looked at him.
He clenched his fingers: "The world is in our hands."
He spoke with great force and each word sounded powerful. A moment after he finished speaking, a strange silence fell among the three of them.
It was Sigourney who broke the silence with a sneer: "I didn't expect that there were magical creatures with wild imaginations and daydreams in ancient times. Meng, you are not going to question history just by reading these delusional notes, are you?"
He was waiting for Meng to come up with more evidence.
It was impossible for Meng to make a judgment based on these notes alone.
He continued calmly, "These notes may not be convincing enough, but there is another note in the library that says the same thing."
"She's a human. She said that magical creatures have not lost and the world will fall into their hands."
Ash asked, "Who is she?"
Who was so convincing that Meng believed these two sentences just because of her notes?
Meng said the name: "Dalan."
"Dalan?" Sigourney and Ash immediately searched for this name in their memory banks. However, to no avail, there was no great wizard named Dalan in history.
Ash touched the tip of his nose, "I only know about the Dailan Throne - but the first throne of the Dailan Throne was a man?"
This is where the vagueness of ancient history lies. Of the twelve first thrones of the Wizarding Association, nearly half of them had their names and portraits never passed down.
The first Dalan throne was one of them.
"Maybe he is the same as Yolande?" Sigourney guessed irresponsibly.
He is also a crossdresser.
Ash nodded suddenly, it's very possible!
Meng, who was talking about serious things, wanted to beat the two who were not serious. Did they know that what they heard now was an ancient secret that even the thirteen thrones of Iluv might not know?
He took a deep breath and revealed the answer: "Dalan is the wife of the first Dalan Throne." This sounded a bit difficult to understand, so he rearranged it and said seriously, "The real name of the Dalan Throne is Merktor, and his wife's name is Dalan. So, he named his throne the Dalan Throne."
Ash asked quietly, "Isn't it that, like the Throne of Glory, the Glory Array represents the highest achievement of inscriptions, so the throne of the inscription lineage is named Glory. The throne of Dailan is also named Dailan because the color of the most powerful potion known is Dailan, so the throne of the potion lineage is named Dailan?"
"The most powerful potion currently stored in the treasure house of the City of Creation was prepared by Mercator." Meng spread his hands. "As a gift for his wife, Dailan, he specially adjusted the color of the potion to Dailan color."
Strength proves that if you have talent, you can be willful and capricious.
The color of a potion cannot be changed casually. Especially for high-level potions, it is extremely difficult to change a specific color.
Ash, who began to learn potions, had a deeper understanding.
Meng also had a complicated expression. The information that the King of Dailan was named Mercator and his wife was Dailan did not come from Rachel's library, but from his many years of traveling around the country, visiting ruins in various places, summarizing all his experiences and insights, and piecing together the truth bit by bit.
The sense of achievement and satisfaction from discovering the truth of history is incomparable. This is why he keeps looking for and exploring the ruins, even if he has been seriously injured and escaped death countless times, or even died silently in a corner of the underground.
——Although in the process of discovering the truth, he would occasionally encounter depressing incidents like Mercator and Dailan, where they showed off their affection to him.
It was also because of his past accumulation that when he saw the notes belonging to Dailan in Rachel's library and confirmed the authenticity of the notes through the unique marks belonging to Dailan that he had seen before, he was so excited. He did not sneer at the words "magical creatures have not lost, the world will fall into their hands" as a fantasy.
The notes written by the first wife of the Delan Throne were convincing enough for Meng to question the established ancient history.
Sigourney and Ash did not doubt Meng's words. They sat quietly on the wooden chairs, digesting the series of shocking historical truths brought by Meng.
How could he know the name of the first Dailan throne? Even his wife knew it.
The Throne of Dailan, so you are this kind of the Throne of Dailan. The color of the potion you promised turned out to be the product of showing off your love.
at last--
"The magical creatures have not lost, the world is in their hands... What does that mean?" Ash asked humbly.
Meng said confidently: "I don't know either." He glanced at Sigourney and said, "I was just reading the key part last night when Sigourney..."
last night?
Ash blinked, being muffled by what Mumble said, and thought back to the disappearing reward again.
Suddenly I felt very sad and pitiful.
"Now, you can continue to watch." Sigourney raised her chin to Meng, then stood up expressionlessly, walked to Ash's side, and picked him up. "As for you, you don't think that canceling the reward is a punishment, right?"
Mongolian:"……"
Ash: “…”
Trembling under the powerful momentum.
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