Somewhere in Prit, deep within unknown mountains.
Deep in the mountains far from civilization, inside a hidden cave within a large mountain, there was an open, flat area. The cave wind whistled as it blew through the high dome of the cavern. In the vast, empty cave, besides the sound of the wind, there were only rhythmic footsteps.
On the open ground of the cave, a crimson figure was dancing in a trance. Upon closer inspection, it was a beautiful dancer. The tall dancer wore a red dance dress and moved gracefully on the open ground. Her posture was elegant and agile, her waist soft and powerful, her arms delicate and nimble, and her white neck graceful and noble. She was like a red crane spreading its wings, like a red carp swimming in the water, like a strand of red silk swaying in the wind.
This dancer danced tirelessly on the open ground. How long this dance had lasted was unknown. Although her movements were still precise and her posture still beautiful, her eyes were already empty and dull, her face and lips pale and drained of color. In her trance, she seemed to have lost consciousness, merely relying on instinct to drive her body to dance.
During the long period of dancing, the dancer's originally exquisite and precious dance shoes had long been worn to tatters, with not even a speck of residue remaining. The dancer leaped continuously on the ground with bare feet. The skin and flesh on the soles of her feet had long been worn through and cracked, and blood seeped from the constantly splitting wounds, smeared onto the ground with the dancer's steps.
After countless steps, the ground of the cave had turned completely crimson. After the bleeding bare feet had stained the ground red once, the blood gradually coagulated, and then was again stained red and moistened by the new blood from under the dancer's feet. Thus, layer after layer, who knows how many layers of bloodstains covered the entire stage.
The dancer did not know when she began to dance, nor when she would end. She continued to dance like this, as if she intended her dance to last until the end of the world.
However, no matter how long a dance is, there is always an end. When that moment arrived, the dancer gradually slowed her movements and finally stopped completely. She stood upon the crimson ground stained red by her own blood, raised her head to look at the dark sky above, her expression revealing endless confusion. Although her movements had stopped, her entire mind still seemed to be immersed in that seemingly endless long dance.
This daze lasted for who knows how long. A hint of emotion finally returned to the dancer's eyes. Then, the dancer's entire body began to tremble violently, and she collapsed onto the ground, kneeling with her hands supporting her in front, gasping for breath.
"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."
The convulsive trembling and heavy gasping continued for a considerable time. The dancer finally recovered her senses. More color finally returned to her originally blank eyes, as if her consciousness, which had been worn away, was gradually returning to normal.
After adjusting her breathing back to normal, after her body finally stopped convulsing uncontrollably, and after the wounds on the soles of her feet gradually healed, the dancer Adele slowly stood up. She looked at her arms, which seemed to have become thinner, and then looked at the crimson ground around her, stained red by her own blood. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly and whispered.
"So now... there's only one last performance left..."
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Prit East Coast, Tivian.
During the daytime, Tivian Sitivian, inside the Tivian Railway Station, was a scene of congestion and liveliness. Although it had always been very crowded, the level of congestion today was even greater than in previous days. Dorothy, who had just gotten off the train, had a deep impression of this.
"Really... so many people..."
Standing in a corner of the platform, Dorothy looked at the congested and noisy platform before her, which was almost shoulder-to-shoulder and heel-to-toe, and couldn't help but exclaim. In the past, she had also experienced the busy congestion of the Tivian station, but this situation today was the first time she had seen it.
Looking around, Dorothy could see that the railway station now had many different kinds of decorations. Various colored flags and flower garlands were adorned on the platforms, and there were large banners bearing phrases like 'Welcome to Tivian'. It was clear that this phenomenon was caused by the World Expo.
Due to the vigorous promotion by the Tivian Kingdom government, news of the World Expo had high visibility both domestically and internationally in Prit. It attracted not only international tourists but also domestic ones. International travelers mainly arrived through Tivian's port, while almost all domestic travelers used trains to travel to and from Tivian. Therefore, the Tivian railway station was very crowded during this period. During her journey to Tivian by train, although Dorothy was in a first-class compartment, she could still feel the congestion in the ordinary carriages behind her from the level of noise. In this era where the railway system was not yet fully standardized, trains recently arriving in Tivian were almost all overloaded.
After glancing at the situation on the surrounding platforms, Dorothy let out a slight sigh of relief. Then, she walked towards the crowd with the Corpse Puppet beside her, who was responsible for carrying bags and acting as a guardian. Using her suggestion ability, Dorothy made the ordinary people crowded together gently make way for her, successfully squeezing out of the station all the way.
After finishing the matter in Igwinte, Dorothy quickly began her official journey back. To conserve Spirituality, she did not choose to elementalize and return to Tivian along the railway tracks this time, but instead took a train back.
After arriving in Tivian, Dorothy exited the railway station and came onto the streets of Tivian. What she saw then was a street scene no less lively than the inside of the station.
On the long street in front of the station building, countless crowds gathered on both sides, creating a lively scene. Countless flowers and colored ribbons were decorated along the sides of the road. Carriages passed through, pedestrians bustled, and there were bands playing various instruments on the street, performing live music to welcome tourists who had traveled from all over Prit. Various small stalls and vendors also took the opportunity to set up their businesses.
On buildings and shops everywhere, Prit's national flag and the World Expo flag were diagonally inserted. Many people were distributing free Expo souvenirs on site. These souvenirs included items such as handkerchiefs, cups, and umbrellas, all printed with the Expo logo, a simplified icon adapted from Prit's national emblem. Because these souvenirs were free, there were also many people gathered there vying to receive or even snatch them. Due to the upcoming Expo, the entire Tivian seemed even more prosperous than during ordinary festivals.
"This is even more lively than the New Year..."
Looking at the scene around her, Dorothy couldn't help but exclaim. After observing the current scene for a while, she had her Corpse Puppet hail a carriage and head towards her home in Tivian North Suburb.
On the carriage, Dorothy looked at the outside environment through the window, watching the light rain gradually falling on the streets of Tivian. While listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the carriage roof, she also watched passersby open the umbrellas they kept on hand, many of which were souvenir umbrellas distributed by the Expo.
'This time's Expo, the Kingdom government really went all out. They even distributed so many souvenirs, including expensive items like umbrellas...'
Looking at the rainy street scene outside the carriage window, Dorothy sighed in her heart. Then, amidst the gentle swaying of the carriage and the sound of rain, she traveled all the way to her destination. After nearly two hours of travel, she finally left the main City and arrived before Green Shade Town in the North Suburb. When she stepped out of the carriage, the overcast rain in the sky had stopped, but the dark clouds still lingered overhead.
After returning to Green Shade Town, Dorothy was not in a hurry to go back to her home at No. 17. Instead, she first went to the front door of No. 37. After knocking on the door rudely several times, the door was opened directly. The person who appeared behind it was a young girl wearing casual home clothes, slippers, with slightly messy gray hair, yellow eyes, and glasses.
"I'm telling you, there's a doorbell, why are you knocking so hard? Are you crazy?" Looking at her familiar neighbor before her, Beverly spoke directly, while Dorothy replied leisurely.
"You stay at home all day, how long has it been since you properly maintained your doorbell? It's all rusted. Stop talking, hurry up and let me in, I have business."
Listening to Dorothy's words, Beverly shrugged, then moved aside to let Dorothy enter the house. Dorothy skillfully sat on the sofa in her usual spot, while Beverly, after closing the door, slowly walked to the self-developed coffee machine nearby to make coffee for Dorothy.
"Speaking of which, the task you mentioned before, the one you were going to prepare for me, is it ready?"
"Not yet, I estimate it will take a while longer. I will notify you as soon as I'm ready. Don't you have your own things to do recently? You should focus on those first..." Beverly said as she brought the prepared coffee over and placed it on the table in front of Dorothy. Dorothy didn't rush to drink it, but waited for it to cool down a bit.
"Speaking of which, you stay inside all day, what exactly are you researching at home? I see you doing research here all the time, but besides things like coffee machines and sweeping machines, I haven't seen any results. Are your research items perhaps some divine things kept secret by the Craftsmen's Guild?"
Touching the rim of the coffee cup, Dorothy said to Beverly, while Beverly answered casually from the sofa.
"Secrets... well, there are some secrets, but it's not entirely for the Craftsmen's Guild either. If I have to say, it's probably some things being prepared for the next industrial era..."
Beverly said this lightly, and Dorothy, who was already drinking coffee, couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly and speak after hearing Beverly's words.
"The next industrial era... I remember you said before that the next industrial era needs the order construct core to determine when to open it? We don't know when that will happen yet."
"That's true, but that doesn't prevent me from doing some preparation, does it? Anyway, beings like me have a very long lifespan, I can wait as long as necessary. Preparing some things casually isn't a waste of time; craftsmen always need to have work to do.
And let me tell you, based on my premonition, the so-called opening of the next industrial era is actually close. It won't be long now, perhaps just a short while of waiting~"
Sitting on the sofa, Beverly said this lightly to Dorothy, while Dorothy, after taking a sip of coffee, looked at her seriously and said.
"Premonition... what makes you have a premonition?"
"Well... just... purely based on feeling~ Anyway, my feelings have always been quite accurate. And I've been staying in Tivian not entirely for research; I also have some other tasks. However, these tasks are rather... well, secret. It's not convenient for me to disclose them to you here. I expect you'll know about them later."
Waving her hand, Beverly said this to Dorothy, while Dorothy, after putting the finished coffee cup back on the table, let out a slight breath and said.
"A secret? Heh... I wasn't planning on getting any useful information from you for free anyway. Alright, let's not waste time with small talk. I came to you this time because I want to buy secret transmission. You have stock, right?"
"Oh, you're here to buy books again? Miss Mesi Horse's love for learning is always impressive. Tell me, what type of secret transmission do you need this time?"
With a smile, Beverly spoke frankly to Dorothy, who replied without hesitation.
"secret transmission of'Stone' and'Shadow', at least three copies of each. You still have them, right?"
Dorothy stated her requirements, and Beverly responded cheerfully with a wave of her hand.
"Of course I do! And I have them in stock right now. Captain, just take as many as you need~"
"That's perfect..." Seeing Beverly's reply, Dorothy prepared to begin her book purchase.
To specifically replenish her lacking Spirituality and cope with the potential large-scale conflict with Eight-Pointed Nest later, Dorothy directly purchased ten secret transmission from Beverly this time: five'Stone' and five'Shadow'. She spent a total of 5,300 pound in one go. Before this, Dorothy had 19,000 pound, and after this shopping trip, she had 13,700 pound left. This was the most secret transmission Dorothy had ever bought at once, making her feel that having money was truly wonderful.
After buying the secret transmission, Dorothy said goodbye to Beverly and headed straight home. After walking a few steps, she returned to her residence at No. 17. After taking a bath, she changed into comfortable pajamas. After releasing a few Corpse Puppet to clean the house that hadn't been lived in for a while, Dorothy sat alone at the desk in her study, preparing to read the secret transmission she had just bought.
Before reading the secret transmission, Dorothy also briefly reviewed her current Spirituality situation.
During this trip to Glamorgan and Igwinte, Dorothy used a lot of Spirituality. The Spirituality was mainly used to summon the Lake Fairy Anecdote Body to call upon the will of the Mirror Moon Goddess. Dorothy summoned the Lake Fairy Anecdote Body twice in a short period of time. One time she didn't ask anything, one time she was intercepted by the Spider Queen. She set up a ritual once and didn't another time. In total, Dorothy consumed 14 points of'Shadow'.
Next was the Heroic Spirit Armament Dorothy created for Anna. This ability was a divinity-enhanced version of the Anecdote Body summoning, so in addition to divinity, it also consumed some Spirituality, totaling about 4 points of'Shadow' for Dorothy. These two waves of'Shadow' consumption caused Dorothy's already limited reserve of only 19 points of'Shadow' to drop to only 1 point.
Then Dorothy used elementalization to travel. Activating elementalization consumed a baseline of 4 points of'Stone' for Dorothy, causing her already low 8 points of'Stone' to instantly drop to 4 points. Finally, Dorothy also materialized Spirit silk with divine enchantment, so in addition to divinity, she naturally consumed some 'Cup', a total of 2 points. Fortunately, Dorothy originally had more 'Cup', so this consumption was actually fine.
After briefly reviewing her Spirituality usage over the past few days, Dorothy officially began the process of reading the secret transmission. Although Dorothy read 10 secret transmission this time, some of them were relatively uninformative poems and stories. Only the content of four secret transmission interested Dorothy more.
The Spirituality classifications of these four secret transmission were 2'Stone' and 2'Shadow'. The first'Stone' secret transmission was titled "Research Draft of the Stone Remembrance Society."
Recorded in this "Research Draft of the Stone Remembrance Society" was the research of a hidden history scholar on the ancient mysterious society "Stone Remembrance Society." According to the records in this secret transmission, this so-called Stone Remembrance Society was a society that existed during the Third Era Empire period.
In the records of the secret transmission, the Stone Remembrance Society was a society that primarily researched ancient biological fossils in the geological strata. During the Third Era, they searched for and excavated fossils all over the world, brought them back, and researched the Spirituality and other mysterious powers contained within them, using them for various purposes. The collection, research, and use of fossils were the main activities of this society.
Geological strata are like scrolls, hiding all matters of ancient and modern times. Stone Remembrance is like a seal, revealing the numerous traces of life and death.
This society believed that fossils were the earth's memory of the world. By searching for and researching fossils, they could obtain the power of the earth's past, hence naming themselves the Stone Remembrance Society and calling fossils Stone Remembrance.
In the secret transmission, it was also recorded that this Stone Remembrance Society even had its own worshipped deity. This deity was called the "Earth Bone Dragon King," the god inscribed in fossils.
In the records of the Stone Remembrance Society, the Earth Bone Dragon King was called the god born of death, the god born of remains. Legend has it that He was a powerful ancient creature from the First Era, a god born from the remains of Dragons, possessing a vast skeletal Dragon body. In the legends of the Stone Remembrance Society, He also had titles such as "Guardian of the Earth Veins," "Recorder of the Geological Strata," "Ancient One of Long Ago," and "King of Fossils."
'Fossil Dragon... Earth Bone Dragon King... This is another deity. According to the description in this secret transmission, it feels like a deity of'Stone' and'Silence'. So the deity in this divine position originally had such an image, a giant fossil skeletal Dragon, a god of remains recording the geological strata.
'If the Earth Bone Dragon King is a deity of'Stone' and'Silence', then the Stone Remembrance Society that worshipped Him should be the corresponding society, right? This is completely different from the style of the current'Stone' and'Silence' Bonecrafter lineage. They seem to prefer excavating and using the power of fossils, while the Bonecrafter lineage prefers killing people for bones and creating human bone magic artifacts... I wonder what kind of changes they went through. Does the Stone Remembrance Society still have descendants existing today? I don't know if the Earth Bone Dragon King has fallen. If He hasn't fallen... what state is He in now?'
Looking at the content of the secret transmission before her, Dorothy thought to herself. After a moment of contemplation, she put away the secret transmission and began to read the next one.
The second secret transmission that Dorothy found interesting was called "The Vow of the Little Gold Coin," an allegorical story with a fairy tale quality.
The protagonist of this allegorical story was named Little Gold Coin. He was a poor child abandoned by his parents. The only possession his parents left him was a gold coin, hence his name Little Gold Coin. Although Little Gold Coin was very poor, his ambition was great. He aspired to become the most outstanding merchant. Using his only gold coin as capital, he began to do business as a traveling merchant.
Little Gold Coin had one advantage: he always kept his word. He would not break any vows he made or agreements he set. Therefore, during his travels as a merchant, he gradually accumulated a good reputation. Relying on this reputation, he gradually became a big merchant. The single small gold coin of the past slowly turned into many gold coins.
Just as Little Gold Coin became a big merchant, he accidentally witnessed evil grave robbers stealing corpses in the town's cemetery. The righteous Little Gold Coin was extremely indignant upon seeing this scene and immediately stepped forward to stop them, successfully capturing the grave robbers. Just as he pulled off the grave robber's mask, he discovered that the person was actually a friend he had known for a long time.
This grave robber friend had helped Little Gold Coin a long time ago, and therefore, Little Gold Coin had made a vow to this friend a long time ago that he would definitely help him once in the future. So when the grave robber was caught by Little Gold Coin, he pleaded with Little Gold Coin to let him go, even if it was to fulfill the vow from back then.
Facing the grave robber's plea, Little Gold Coin was in a difficult position. On one hand, he didn't want to break his original vow, and on the other hand, he was unwilling to let go of the evil path of violating the law. Between the vow and justice, Little Gold Coin found it difficult to choose, but in the end, he chose justice and handed the grave robber over to the town guards, allowing him to be hanged by the angry citizens.
Although capturing the grave robber brought Little Gold Coin great prestige and made doing business in the city easier, Little Gold Coin's mindset had changed. He had broken a vow for the first time, and with the first time came a second and a third.
At first, Little Gold Coin would break vows for the sake of justice, but gradually, he lost his reverence for vows and began to break them for various reasons. Eventually, in the face of commercial interests, he felt that his vows became insignificant. Within a dozen years, Little Gold Coin ultimately degenerated from a big merchant who adhered to his vows into a great evil merchant who would stop at nothing for profit, causing countless families to be ruined and die.
Finally, after forcing a former great benefactor to his death, Little Gold Coin suddenly woke up. He felt extreme remorse and sadness for everything he had done in the past and chose to end his own life. In the last moments of his life, Little Gold Coin prepared to entrust his vast fortune to another friend he had known for a long time, a craftsman, for safekeeping until the craftsman selected a qualified heir to inherit his property.
However, Little Gold Coin's partner from his time as a great evil merchant disagreed with Little Gold Coin's approach. He used various malicious means to directly control most of Little Gold Coin's property, claiming it for himself while refusing the craftsman's interference. The craftsman also tried various ways to reclaim the majority of the property from the partner's hands and fulfill Little Gold Coin's dying wish...
Dorothy sat behind her desk chair, looking at the last page of the thin allegorical storybook, seeing the abrupt end of the story that could have continued but didn't, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
'This so-called allegorical story feels like it's hinting at something...' Looking at the allegorical story on the desk, Dorothy thought to herself. Generally, when she reads allegories or fairy tales in secret transmission, there are often hidden metaphors within them. This one was largely the same, and Dorothy had already deciphered many conjectures from it.
Next, Dorothy also tried to extract the Spirituality from the allegorical secret transmission. As a result, in addition to 'enlightenment', she also obtained three other types of Spirituality:'Stone','Shadow', and'Silence', with the most'Stone' Spirituality.
"Heh... The secret transmission this fellow Beverly gave... is really..."
After exhaling and sighing slightly, Dorothy put away the secret transmission before her. After reading the interesting'Stone' secret transmission, she began to read the interesting'Shadow' secret transmission.
The next secret transmission Dorothy read was titled "Secret History of the Howling Spear." This was a book recording some secret historical events of the Howling Spear Dynasty before the Prit Hyacinth Dynasty. This was the legitimate dynasty of Prit before the Wind King Rebellion.
Seeing the content related to the Howling Spear Dynasty, Dorothy, who wanted to deeply understand the past history of Prit, couldn't help but be refreshed and began to read carefully. However, regrettably, although this so-called Secret History of the Howling Spear claimed to be a history book, the truly valuable historical content recorded in it was very little. Not only was the historical content scarce, but there was also almost no content on mysticism. This history book was clearly a book of unofficial history, and the content it recorded was mainly various court secrets, with the types of secrets being relatively concentrated on the various romantic affairs of the royal concubines, princes, and Princess. It was practically a book of unofficial history gossip.
Dorothy wasn't particularly interested in this type of secret transmission, but after patiently flipping through it carefully, Dorothy still found some valuable information.
For example, according to this secret history book, a strange "madness" is commonly inherited among the Royal Family of the Howling Spear Dynasty. Among many princes and princesses, relatives and nobles, and even successive kings of the Howling Spear Dynasty, the "madness" was a frequently appearing strange hereditary disease. People afflicted with this madness would exhibit strange, crazy, and uncontrollable behavior.
According to the records in this secret transmission, the history of this family disease in the Howling Spear Dynasty became increasingly frequent and concentrated. Initially, there weren't many Royal Family members with this disease, but as time passed and the Royal Family members iterated, more and more people contracted this disease, and the condition became increasingly severe. Since people who contracted this madness often unconsciously shouted words similar to "Call the storm! Welcome back the ancestor! Our Wind God King!", this type of madness was also referred to as the "Ancestral Howl" by people at the time.
'Ancestral Howl? So the madness suffered by Volkioff, the last king of the Howling Spear Dynasty and the Mad King, wasn't an isolated case, but a family disease… According to this secret transmission, many members of the Howling Spear Dynasty had a history of this madness, and it became more severe the closer it got to the end of the dynasty. Volkioff was just one of the most severe cases. Moreover, several of his sons also had symptoms of this madness to varying degrees.
'It feels like… this madness isn't simple. Normal madness should manifest differently in each patient, but the various members of the Howling Spear Dynasty family all exhibit the same behavior, calling out for the return of the ancestor…'
'In this country, I remember that anyone with the surname Despenser will respect Wind Knight Arthur as their ancestor…'
Looking at the secret history secret transmission before her, Dorothy couldn't help but think to herself. After numerous thoughts flashed through her mind, she put away the secret transmission before her and opened the last secret transmission she found interesting to begin reading.
The name of the next secret transmission was "Analysis of the Moon Shadow Queen", which was a record of analysis of another secret transmission.
The author of this secret transmission interpreted another secret transmission called "The Secret Lady" in their work, writing countless conclusions and ideas of their own.
First, the so-called 'Moon Shadow Queen' is an image summarized by the author of this secret transmission. The author was a mysterious scholar from centuries ago. She was very interested in the mystery of "Shadow". She traveled across the continent, investigating locations with abundant "Shadow" remnants such as Prit, Castile, and Osotrelis, and examining the legends and stories circulating in the hidden world and folklore. In the folklore of these three locations, she discovered three different but very common folklore figures.
These were the "Lake Fairy" of Prit, the "Fairy Godmother" of Castile, and the "Secret Lady" of Osotrelis.
In these three regions, three different folklore figures circulated. In Prit, the Lake Fairy was often the guide of heroes. In Castile, the Fairy Godmother was often the disciplinarian of mischievous fairies and the protector of maidens. In Osotrelis, the Secret Lady was the keeper of secrets and the guardian of secrets. And these three folklore figures, summarized by the author, were all considered related to moonlight and the moon, thus being called the Moon Shadow Queen by the author.
Dorothy, of course, knew that the three figures the author referred to in this secret transmission were all the Night Sky Empress, the Mirror Moon Goddess. Among the three figures listed by this author, Dorothy was already very familiar with the Lake Fairy and wasn't particularly interested in the Fairy Godmother. What caught her eye was the story about the Secret Lady.
In various legends and fairy tales of Osotrelis, the character of the Secret Lady often appears. The most classic plot involves a discouraged protagonist encountering the Secret Lady when down and out. The Secret Lady asks the protagonist to keep a secret as a price for regaining wealth, status, and other things. In subsequent stories, the protagonist often gives in to temptation and reveals the secret, thereby losing everything again.
For instance, a shepherd boy who once gained a large, excellent pasture by meeting the Secret Lady. He relied on the pasture to raise many quality cattle and sheep, gaining wealth. However, in the end, because the shepherd boy wanted to find more people to help him manage the pasture and expand the scale of breeding, he leaked the secret of the pasture's existence and ultimately lost the pasture.
This template was adapted into various different stories, widely circulated in the land of Osotrelis, making the image of the Secret Lady deeply ingrained in people's hearts. In the legends of Osotrelis, the Secret Lady resides in a secret palace. As long as the keeper of secrets chosen by the Secret Lady doesn't speak, no one will ever know where the palace is.
After summarizing these stories, the author of this secret transmission proposed a very interesting point of view: the Night Sky Empress possesses the authority of "secrets".
The author believed that the Night Sky Empress could be not only the Lord of the Moon, the King of Shadow, and the embodiment of the unknown and fear, but also the Secret Lady. She could gain power from secrets, and She could provide power to those who keep secrets. Or, by keeping secrets, She could seal or even completely hide the existence of something.
'Secrets… Could this be one of the powers held by the Mirror Moon divinity? It feels a bit like the Keeper of Secrets' curse. As long as you keep a secret… you can gain power from it, and the kept secret won't appear in the world…'
'I also wonder if the mysterious Night Sea is also shrouded by the power of such secrets…'
Dorothy thought this to herself. Through this secret transmission, she gained a little more understanding of Mirror Moon.
After reading through all the secret transmissions, Dorothy didn't stop and immediately began extracting Spirituality. After a while, Dorothy had extracted a total of 25 Stone, 23 Shadow, and 2 Silence Spirituality. This time, the secret transmissions sold by Beverly were relatively expensive on average, but the average Spirituality was also very high, making it quite worthwhile. The extracted Spirituality, added to what Dorothy originally had, brought Dorothy's current situation to this.
38 Cup, 29 Stone, 24 Shadow, 25 Light, 20 Silence, 100 Enlightenment.
In addition, there were 50 points of readily available regenerating blue energy Enlightenment, and three Divine Enlightenment.
'Phew… After ten secret transmissions, this amount of Spirituality should be enough for now…'
After finishing reading all the secret transmissions and extracting the Spirituality, Dorothy sighed in relief and thought to herself. Then, after putting all the secret transmissions back into the magic box, she slowly stood up, pressing her lower back, preparing to walk around the house and stretch after sitting for a long time.
Just then, Dorothy felt a reaction from the """wen hai hang zhi""" within her magic box. Someone was contacting her.
After sensing the reaction from """wen hai hang zhi""", Dorothy paused slightly where she was, then sat back down in her seat. She took out """wen hai hang zhi""" and flipped to the contact page that was reacting. It was Little Fox's contact page, and new writing was currently on it.
"Scholar Miss, my Grandpa is back. I've relayed all the questions you asked before to him. He said based on the Black Dream Hunter Group intelligence he possesses, they have indeed had large-scale movements recently. Almost all the Pseudo-Moths have left their original locations."
Dorothy looked at the somewhat messy and scribbled writing before her, recalling when she contacted Little Fox for information on the train. At that time, the other party said her Grandpa wasn't there, and many things couldn't be answered.
"Oh, such a large-scale operation. Then does your Grandpa know where all those Pseudo-Moths went?"
"Hmm… I don't know about that. Mainly, Grandpa himself isn't clear right now; he's still investigating. If there are results, we will inform you." Little Fox wrote this response before Dorothy, and Dorothy also immediately wrote back a reply.
"Thank you. So what about the second question I asked you before? Regarding the general information about your organization's origin and situation, is your Grandpa willing to let me know the answer to this question?"
Dorothy wrote this to Little Fox, and after a while, Little Fox's response appeared again.
"Regarding that, Grandpa has also agreed to some parts… He, the old man, said that as a gesture of sincerity for the alliance, he is willing to let me explain some things about us. As long as you are prepared for Spirit Sight defense, we can start anytime."
"Then hurry up, my defense is already set up here." Dorothy replied directly, while Little Fox on the other side was still a bit slow to react to how fast this response was.
"Already… prepared the defense? Are you currently in a location or laboratory for Spirit Sight defense? What a coincidence… Anyway, you can ask any questions you have now."
Even in her written sentences, Little Fox replied with great surprise, while Dorothy immediately and unceremoniously typed out her question.
"Speaking of which, do you worship some kind of cult of the Dream Knight?"
Dorothy asked Little Fox this. Based on the various intelligence she had gathered before, her guess about the organization Little Fox was in was that it was a remnant of a cult or society under the Dream Knight from the Third Epoch that continued into the Fourth Epoch. She had wanted to confirm this with Little Fox before, and now she finally had the chance.
"Dream Knight? Scholar Miss, do you mean the Fairy Queen, the Butterfly Wing Fairy, the Phantom Dream Knight? I'm sorry, although we all greatly respect the Dream Knight. But She is not the deity we worship. The Butterfly Fairy fell at the end of the Third Epoch, so we didn't have the chance to worship Her."
"What? You're not an organization that worships the Dream Knight?"
"Yes, our organization is called 'Butterfly Dreamland'… It's an extraordinary society re-established in the Fourth Epoch by the remnants of the former Phantom Dream Knight Order. Our goal is to welcome and worship the next Lord of Dreams who will be born upon the divine throne. That is our new Lord.
"Our ancestors in Butterfly Dreamland have worshipped the new Lord of Dreams since It was born upon the divine throne a thousand years ago. We in Butterfly Dreamland worship the young Lord of Dreams, and we also guide the young Lord of Dreams through worship. Our goal is to lead the young Lord of Dreams onto the correct path of growth, ultimately becoming the next Phantom Dream Knight.
"Guiding the growth of the deity and ultimately allowing It to properly fledge is the highest mission of our Butterfly Dreamland and has been our task all along."