The regular meetings continued, but the scholars began to talk about unrelated topics, or exchange ideas about common research areas, or talk about trivial matters that didn't work together. The scholars who were able to be absorbed into the research society by Brochette were more or less self-aware, and it was certainly not a problem for them to consult the classics and look for clues to the existence of the gods in the long history of rivers and seas, but if they wanted to complete the long prophetic poem of Madigan, it would be too difficult for them mortals. The inferences made tonight are limited, but they are also limits. Estheus was either an assistant to Gregory IV or Ursula, or he was to go it alone, and to determine the right path in these three directions one had to know a little about the character of the child of prophecy, and Brochette, the only person with whom he had contact with him, was a spare—not to mention the amount of talk he had previously made with great enthusiasm, but few words were in line with the subject he had proposed.

After the regular meeting, the night outside the auditorium was a little heavier, and the air was a little colder. The scholars wrapped themselves tightly in their heavy cotton robes and held candles and disappeared into the darkness one after another. Brochette did not leave the auditorium immediately, but led Luciana through the corridor, strolling among the library's bookshelves. Luciana took off her mask and leaned her nose into the sachet to suck the last faint scent into her lungs, but it didn't do enough to suppress the growing tiredness, and within a few minutes she began to yawn, and deliberately loudly.

"What do you think of the inferences made by the scholars just now, Luna?" Brochette asked suddenly.

"Each has its own truth, and there is no way to draw conclusions until the prophecy is fulfilled."

"Don't you say nothing," Brochette smiled, paused in front of a row of bookshelves, and carefully pulled out a thick, poorly bound book from a high place, with the inscription "The Examination of the Gods of Pende" on the cover in elaborate floral script, signed by Brochette himself. "The scholars are just guessing, but you're different, you're the one in the academy who has been in contact with Barandoke the longest. Which of the three inferences do you think is the most like the choice he would make? He asked, dusting off the spine of his book.

Luciana thought about it seriously, and from the time she rescued Eshu in the Mendelssohn Mountains to the end of the battle of the Boimbru Guard, she brushed through Eshy's words and deeds in front of her. Her deepest impression was that Esher initially went from resisting the label of "child of prophecy" to accepting it calmly, but what or who made him change his original mind? "Dean, this ...... I can't say why, because I don't know him any more than you do. If a person makes a choice, there must be many factors, and I am not an adjutant in his team, so how can I ponder his thoughts? ”

"Really? That would seem like the need for more contact with him. Brochette's head was buried between the pages, his fingers flicking rapidly, as if to recall his own point of view, "Luna, do you know the story between Kavala the Great and the Order of Order?" ”

"I have understood." Luciana nodded slightly, although she was from the Empire, she actually knew a lot about Pande's history. It was thanks to the support of the Order Order that the adventurer of Winderholm, Pander Kavala, was able to recruit the large number of followers of the Goddess of Order. In return, after he established an empire bearing his own name, he established the Order as the state religion, thus establishing the Goddess of Order as the first presiding deity in the Pander lineage—an allusion she knew about Calava the Great and the Order of Order.

According to the long-term research of the research society, it is very likely that the child of prophecy is the messenger of the goddess of order. When the Pander continent falls into a chaotic catastrophe, someone will appear at the call of the goddess to end the troubled times. Omenwolf Wolves, Children of Prophecy - Since Vijovis can select warriors from the tribes of the Misty Mountains, then Unomia can also recruit spokesmen, after all, the gods may have different powers, but their authority is roughly similar. Windholm's Kavala is supposed to be the first Child of Prophecy, who ended the Dark Ages - so there is a consensus in the Study: it is not the Order that has gained prominence because of their successful bet on the future emperor, but rather the gods they worship themselves have considerable authority in Pande, and it is only natural that Kavala, chosen by Yunomia, will be supported by the Order Sect. Estheu may be the second term. But Luna, if you look at it from this perspective, there is always a problem that cannot be overcome, let alone avoid. ”

"Madigan wrote a long prophetic poem, clearly announcing to Yunomia the great accomplishments of her messenger, but why did he end up at the stake of the Order cult?"

"The Society has not yet resolved this controversy," Brochette sighed as he inserted his book back into the shelf, "and it is because of this controversy that opposing views have arisen in the Society, and some scholars have tried to falsify the prophetic poems—not through academic arguments, but through conspiracy theories." ”

"Falsification?" Luciana felt her throat tighten for a while, "How can the prophecy be falsified?" Haven't most of it already been fulfilled? ”

But it is incomplete after all, and a prophecy that has not been fully fulfilled is at best a conjecture of good fortune. Much evidence has already pointed out that Estheu was the subject of prophecy, and the means of falsification are simple and crude: as long as Essho died, then he was naturally not the son of prophecy, and Madigan's long prophetic poem naturally lost its legitimacy and plausibility – albeit with astonishing accuracy. But I've never taken those scholars to heart in private, they're just scholars, and most of them don't even have aristocratic status, so it's impossible to bring down an upstart lord in the north by relying on the wishful thinking of the research society. My greatest concern is the prophetic poem itself," Brochette frowned, took out the three original manuscripts of the prophetic poem from his bosom, and slowly slid his fingers on the parchment along Madigan's hastily stopped handwriting, as if copying, "what if Madigan's incomplete prophetic poem is in fact complete?" ”

"Do you mean ......?" said Luciana, her face pale, she could already hear Brochette's words, but the cruel possibility made her lose her voice briefly.

"Listen to Luna, the abrupt end of the long prophetic poem may have been deliberate. This is the fourth corollary that everyone in the Society knows tonight, but keeps secret: that is, when the sonata of the dragon and the falcon reaches its climax, it is also the end of Estheu's life! ”