Calradimos, translated in ancient language, means eternal.

In the ancient river of time, the continent of Calradimos has experienced the ancient era, the age of the gods, the abyssal invasion wars, and the twilight of the gods, and still maintains a vigorous fire of civilization, shining in this sky.

Many races live on this peaceful continent, with occasional friction and a semblance of peace due to the interference of surrounding countries.

The book depicts in detail the representative events that took place in various eras, but in Modrian's view, it is too much glorified and exaggerated to be believed in all of them.

However, he found in the notes after the end of the Age of Ragnarok that the author's message seemed to mean something.

[The existence of the gods is real, when you are strong enough, you will find the truth of the world!] – Betty Harriman

Modrian frowned, looking at the author's message, his expression thoughtful, and the speed of flipping through gradually slowed down.

After the Abyssal Invasion and Ragnarok, the continent of Calradimos is left with a dark age of sinking and a time when heroes and legends shine.

Countless abyss lords and powerful demons left behind on the continent ravaged all sides, and the living environment of many races was in danger, even the temples of the gods could not escape.

It was also at this time, leaving the domination and suppression of the gods, that each race gave birth to countless desperate geniuses, who quickly broke through to become legendary powerhouses, or even more powerful, with the help of spell books and knightly breathing methods left behind in the war.

They shine like stars, and together they challenge the Abyss Lords and tyrannical demons endlessly.

Death, for our ancestors, is like a protection for life and race, leaving a flame of hope for civilization.

The stars shine with extreme brilliance, and then fall like meteors, leaving behind countless legendary stories.

The Starfall Calendar is from this, recording the heroes and legends who worked hard for civilization, continent, and race.

The Dark Ages took a long time, probably hundreds of years, according to the books, after which the continent of Calradimos was completely reborn.

The splendor of civilization was born that was even more brilliant than the age of the gods.

"Huh?"

When he turned the pages again, Modrian found that he had reached the end, and he was a little stunned, as if he had just experienced a time travel about an otherworldly civilization.

As if remembering something, Modrian turned to look for Bobby and found the yodeler flipping through a book with great interest.

Modrian shook his head and smiled, it was the first time he had seen Poppy read so quietly, and she always liked to follow the exploration team into the Lenwall Mountains when she was in Fort Wo.

Looking at the vast array of books in the library, Modrian immersed himself in this ocean of knowledge, learning a lot of things that he did not know before.

For the rest of the day, apart from eating and sleeping, he spent most of his time here, flipping through the books in the library, focusing on the contents of the Lenwall Mountains.

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Picking up a cup of tea on the table, Modrian took a sip and stretched his waist slightly, the harvest in the past few days can be described as a lot, and he can be regarded as having a deeper understanding of the Karadimos continent.

"Lenwall Mountains!"

In front of Modrian lay several yellowed books, all of which were about the Lenwall Mountains and the situation before they became dangerous.

Ice Dwarves, one of the aborigines of the Levor Mountains hundreds of years ago, built the fortress of Lakstark, known as the "Ice Fortress".

The Yeti are a vassal race of the Ice Dwarves who control the outer areas of the Lenwall Mountains, and for unknown reasons, the Ice Dwarves closed the Lenwall Mountains.

It wasn't until the establishment of the Kingdom of Stoke, the chaos disappeared, order was restored, and wandering mercenaries and adventurers began to try to enter the Lenwall Mountains, only to find that the Ice Dwarves, including the Yeti, had lost their traces.

But the Lenwall Mountains are still full of dangers, and the cold environment, restless beasts and monsters, make it impossible for the northern kingdom to be interested in that mountain range.

Most importantly, on the other side of the Lenwall Mountains is the Empire of Eranfaro, a formidable empire of great power.

Closing the page, Modrian rubbed his brow, the Lemmor Mountains, the Ice Dwarf, the Lakstar Fortress, what is it that makes it a forbidden area for life.

However, in this library, it is finally possible to obtain some information, the fortress of Lakstak exists, as do the ice dwarves and snowmen.

Now, all that awaits him is to explore Lakstar Fortress and perhaps get the reason he wants inside.

He thought back to the murals in the Yeti Cave, was it really the abyss and demons, as the murals said?

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At the top of Harriman Castle, a bright magical light illuminates this simple and ordinary bedroom, where Count Raphael sits opposite a figure in a gray cloak.

"Uncle Raphael, I'm sure you've gotten the news, right?" A cold, flat voice echoed through the room.

"My father's body has gradually failed, otherwise the existence of the Jeffrey family would not have made such a big move, but unfortunately, the little guy of the Perris family directly cut off his face."

Count Raphael put his hands on the desk, his body slightly hunched, and a smile appeared on his old face when he heard the little one of the Perris family.

"His Royal Highness the Great Prince, you can no longer call him a little guy now, you have to call him a knight of Modrian, after all, he can have a strong man at the level of a knight chief."

The gray figure known as His Royal Highness the Great Prince let out a chuckle and said in agreement: "Haha, I really have to change my name." ”

"The Jeffrey family is considered to have gone unlucky, and they have encountered a ruthless character, who was suppressed by my father in the north of the kingdom very miserably, and even the title of Grand Duke of the North is almost in name, and they can only rely on the Iron Thorn Legion, and now even the Iron Thorn Cavalry has been wiped out by a quarter!"

His Royal Highness the Grand Prince glanced at Count Raphael, and finally spoke, his tone flashing with uncertain emotion.

"The battle for the throne has begun to involve many families, don't you consider my proposal?"

"I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness, according to the ancestral teachings, the Harriman family remains neutral." Count Raphael said in a deep voice, and there was an imposing look of unanger and self-authority on his old face.

"Really? But this time is a little different, and perhaps Uncle Raphael needs a little time to think about it. His Royal Highness the eldest prince stood up, looked up at the starry sky outside the window, and after leaving an inexplicable word, the figure slowly dissipated, and there was no trace.

"Chaos has arrived, and who is out of the way?"