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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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The Four Dragons.
It was a subject Arwen had been researching for a long time, but the more she studied, the more her doubts grew.
Why had they appeared? And why hadn’t anything happened yet?
The Four Dragons’ followers still existed, even after a thousand years.
So why had there been no attempts to break the seal?
The Four Dragons were the antithesis of the Moon Goddess, ancient beings who symbolized the sun.
They had tried to steal the night and escape, but the goddess stopped them and sealed them away.
Arwen didn’t worship the Four Dragons, but if she did, she would have considered trying to break the seal.
But there hadn’t been any attempts. It felt strange, no matter how she thought about it.
“…The erased parts.”
She had explored many ruins, but she didn’t have all the information about the Four Dragons.
Perhaps if she regressed repeatedly like Robert…
But within a limited time, there was only so much information she could find.
What she found strange was that all the information in the ruins hinted at the Four Dragons’ resurrection.
A seal created by a goddess was practically permanent.
It might be broken someday, but it hadn’t happened yet.
And it wasn’t something that could be easily broken, considering it was infused with divine power.
If someone wanted to break it, they would have to weaken the goddess’s power or utilize the Four Dragons’ precognitive abilities.
But there was no way the Four Dragons would awaken with the method Kaitel was trying to use.
More precognitive abilities had to be utilized, and more people had to support the resurrection.
That was why she had assumed the followers would attempt a resurrection.
But the followers Arwen had infiltrated didn’t seem particularly interested in resurrection.
-If the day comes when the great dragon is resurrected…
-Resurrection? Well, some people talk about it, but those in higher positions don’t seem to like the idea.
-Why is that?
When she asked why they didn’t support the resurrection, something they should have been hoping for, the old man smiled faintly and spoke slowly.
-Because they believe he’s already alive. They believe the seal is meaningless.
What did that mean?
Had the leaders of the followers already given up on breaking the seal and were leading a pseudo-religious organization?
She couldn’t understand it with the information she had gathered, so she could only form hypotheses.
When the world is filled with the sun, when the night ceases to exist.
She had never seen the moon disappear, only the sun being eclipsed by it.
Was it even possible to conceal the moon with magic?
She couldn’t imagine it, but she thought of the polar night phenomenon that occurred in cold regions and continued reading.
The great dragon harbors burning wrath, fury, and punishment for the sinful humans.
Only those who serve the dragon will survive and live in the new world.
So, like most gods, the Four Dragons wanted to recreate the world.
While she didn’t take it too seriously, she was curious about the world the Four Dragons desired.
And she wondered if there was any chance of stopping them if they were resurrected.
But when she considered that possibility, she couldn’t help but refer to the inscription on one particular mural.
What did it mean that only someone who had lived for eons could kill the Four Dragons?
Someone who repeated fate, someone who had lived for an eternity…
Arwen suddenly thought of Robert and groaned softly.
It had been found in a ruin related to the Four Dragons, so it was likely written by a follower, but she couldn’t be sure if it reflected the Four Dragons’ will.
It didn’t make sense for them to openly reveal the existence of someone who could defeat them.
It would be humiliating to be defeated by someone they had warned about.
Arwen projected the mural with the inscription using magic and carefully examined the characters.
“If he’s regressed repeatedly, he’s practically lived for an eternity.”
She hadn’t asked him directly, but Arwen had come to the conclusion that Robert was experiencing regressions.
Judging from the cycle, he had regressed over a hundred times.
The phrase “repeating fate” also aligned with the concept of regression.
If his regressions were real, perhaps Robert was the “adversary” mentioned in the inscription.
But wasn’t it strange? So many things were coincidentally intertwined.
Kaitel, who was trying to utilize the Four Dragons’ precognitive abilities, was destined to repeatedly kill Robert, the regressor.
And yet, Robert’s actions were leading him towards the Four Dragons.
He had sent her information about the Four Dragons again, so perhaps she would find some clues if she examined it.
The fact that she was constantly involved in his regressions might be a sign that she was destined to uncover the truth about the Four Dragons.
Then she would have to do her best.
Besides, the compensation was quite generous.
Arwen was much more satisfied with her current life than when she had been struggling as the alchemist Jay.
She could enjoy fried eggs, two slices of bacon, and a perfectly cooked sausage with mustard every morning.
Moreover, she could use that money to strengthen her barriers, eliminating her worries about assassination attempts.
It was the most comfortable and peaceful period of her life.
She was also less concerned about the Four Dragons’ resurrection.
Based on the information she had gathered so far, it seemed like it would be a long time before the seal was broken.
Thump, thump-
She heard something winged crashing against her window.
It was the headless homing pigeon she had created with magic, its legs carrying a bundle of documents as it repeatedly slammed its head against the glass.
She checked her surroundings and opened the window. The pigeon exploded with a pop, scattering its feathers, then dropped the documents on the table and flew away.
“Did Robert send this?”
He was a Duke now, but there was no need for formalities when they weren’t face to face.
Arwen took the documents, organized them, and began to read.
She didn’t expect anything groundbreaking, but she had to be sure.
As she read through the documents, her eyes narrowed, stopping at a particular mural.
A dragon attacking demi-humans, a dragon being sucked into a distorted flow of time, a dragon whose mind and body were separated and sealed…
Clang-
When she saw the final mention of time, Arwen placed the documents on the table and laughed hollowly.
The teacup she had been holding shattered, scattering fragments across the floor, but that didn’t matter now.
The most important thing was that the mural Robert had sent her, a mural from a ruin related to the Four Dragons, was shattering all her previous hypotheses.
Everything was changing.
Many things would be destroyed. If this was true, it meant everything had originated from those who worshipped the moon.
Arwen rushed towards her archives.
The possibility of the Four Dragons’ resurrection, something she had unconsciously tried to dismiss, was resurfacing.
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“You’ve changed a lot, haven’t you?”
Robert nodded slightly at Adriana’s words, and Adele, glaring at him, took a sip of her tea.
She hadn’t given them a chance to talk during their journey to the castle, so she had to speak up now. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have any opportunity to talk to him.
She couldn’t understand his sudden change in attitude.
They had seemed to get along fine when they met in the South, so why was he so reluctant to let go of Robert now?
Anyone would think they were lovers.
Adriana was also aware of the rumors circulating in the North.
But she had assumed they were just rumors, nothing more. She frowned, seeing Robert’s hand lightly touching Adele’s.
“Hmph.”
She heard a soft chuckle and turned her head, noticing the faint smile on the Grand Duchess’s lips.
Was she trying to provoke her?
She wouldn’t normally think this way, but Adele’s deliberate smile annoyed her.
But that feeling was fleeting.
Adriana smiled softly, remembering that she was the only one who knew about Robert’s past.
Only she knew the truth…
Even though the Grand Duchess was close to him now, Adriana was the one who had empathized with and grieved over his memories.
The memories she had witnessed in the Hall of Memories were still vivid, and Robert knew how she had reacted to them.
Perhaps something had happened between them while she didn’t know. But ultimately, wasn’t it more important that she knew about his memories?
Her mood slightly improved, and her gaze softened as she looked at Adele.
Robert smiled wryly, watching the two women facing each other.
He was well aware that the exchange of emotions between them wasn’t ordinary.
But he was uncomfortable with the fact that he was the cause. It was time to change the subject.
It was the reason Adriana had come here, and he needed to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
“I’m grateful you came all this way, but unfortunately, we need to get straight to the point.”
“You said you needed help, but I haven’t heard anything yet. What is it that I need to know?”
Robert hesitated for a moment, then spoke slowly.
He wasn’t sure how Adriana would react to this, but it was a subject he couldn’t even begin to discuss without her.
“We discovered a ruin in the North with the Grand Duchess’s help.”
“A ruin… is it related to the artifact we saw last time?”
“No. I wouldn’t have called you here for something like that.”
Adriana’s expression was filled with confusion, but then she seemed to realize something, and her face hardened.
A ruin, and a matter that required the Saint’s help…
It was a topic that would make even Verod, who was glaring at Robert, flinch.
Adriana touched her forehead and spoke slowly.
“…It’s about the Four Dragons, isn’t it?”
“Yes. And perhaps…”
Robert’s eyes always darkened whenever he was about to say something serious.
Adriana, who couldn’t see, could only sense it through his divine power.
That reaction was especially strong when he talked about the Four Dragons. It didn’t take long for her to realize what he was about to say.
“We need to consider the possibility… of their resurrection.”
His words weren’t something to be taken lightly, and the atmosphere instantly turned cold.
The Saint, who had been happy to be with him, was gone.
Adriana, regaining her composure, looked at Robert as the Saint.
Her usually empty eyes now glowed with a white light.
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