Chapter Ninety-Nine: Night Talk (Part II)
"To my dearest apprentice."
Glazer tore open the envelope and read it on the letterhead, in the Kragon language, in a calm voice with standard pronunciation, as if reading a text.
"When you read this letter, maybe, no, it should be, I must be gone. I want my death to be splendid, to be the most brilliant light when I can still experience life and control magic, and to tell Heru that the legendary mages from Lokan have more power than they can imagine.
"If everything had gone as planned, I'd have died with Hablon - I'll tell you the truth, I've been a butler for over a hundred years, and I've built up a lot of resentment about beating him up and saying, 'How could I have lost a good son if it hadn't been for your bad personality passed on to Ash.'"
"Of course, if the plan is executed perfectly, I will blow up the Crystal Barrage to give permanent peace to all the deceased from Lokan, not to make them slaves, and to make the sins of the Michao people disappear forever - they will never be able to scrape together the materials for the third dam."
"It was clear that the plan was not executed perfectly." The old man shrugged and laughed, and Mu Yan also responded with a smile.
ββ¦β¦ Maybe you'll have to ask me why I did it, but when you get back to Ember Manor and see this letter, you should already have the answer. Yes, the man who saved me from Ikali in the first place was Alduin, the destroyer of the world, the devourer of all things, the enemy of all living beings, including us mages.
"It's ironic, isn't it, a dragon that was supposed to be an enemy saved me and made a deal with me.
"I'm sorry, I can't say no......"
Reading this, the old man smacked his lips, as if recalling his despair at that time.
ββ¦β¦ It was in the second year that I had been reduced from housekeeper to slavery because I had angered Hablon when a visitor dressed in black robes approached me.
"That's right, that's Alduin. He said that he was the one who saved me and showed me everything that had happened to Jialan in the time since I left.
"You can't imagine that despair and sadness, like watching the castle you built with your own hands being spread and wrapped in a mass of blood-sucking vines that even invade the people who live in it, slowly turning them into walking corpses, no longer pursuing the truth and loving exploration as before, but indulging in enjoyment and exchanging what bullshit beliefs for the power they want.
"Even those who should not be forgotten have gradually disappeared, textbooks, statues, scrolls in the corridors, magical images of the library, one by one silently, in the name of transformation and reconstruction, disappearing into the numbness of people's indifference.
How ridiculous is that faith in God is becoming more and more rampant in a kingdom that pursues the truth!
"But there's nothing I can do......
"As the first Headmaster, Madam Rearle, said, 'Sin grows in the shadows beyond the reach of the sun, and even those who have a heart for the light cannot resist this erosion.' It was at that time that I understood the meaning of this sentence.
"Alduin told me everything, and he said that Ikali's purpose was to make all humans believe in her, to give her a constant stream of faith. Due to some rules, she can't make a move against other people's believers, and she can't make a move against mortals, but mages are different, this group is like moths to a fire, only worshipping the truth, they are all unbelievers, so almost every mage who has become a legend cannot escape the clutches.
"Now, the whole of Jialan is slowly falling, like a person who has fallen into a swamp, unaware of all this.
"I asked him why he saved me and why he wanted me to know this, and he said that because I was special, I was the first legendary necromancer in thousands of years, and the first person to make Ikali have to extend an olive branch. The mages before were all forked to death like fish jumping out of the water to glimpse the truth of the world, but I was the only one who survived for a moment because of this speciality, and it was this moment that gave him the opportunity to help. β
"Is that what he said?" Mu Yan interrupted.
"Of course." The old man put down the letter and replied, "He also said that there is suspicion among the three managers of this world, but he is on the same side as His Excellency Kanlosh, so he knows what will happen in the future. β
He ...... Can you see the future? β
"That's right." Glazer nodded, his expression solemn. "And the development later was exactly the same as he said."
"Exactly the same?" Mu Yan wondered.
"He told me that if one day I needed to escape, I should flee to the west, and that I would be able to escape from danger by relying on the fog of the west, and this was true, because of Ash, my brand was lifted, and then I fled with him to the vicinity of Hosdi, and with the help of the fog I escaped from Hablon. Of course, this is not a prophecy, but an arrangement.
"But then, when Ash imprisoned me, he reappeared. He didn't save me this time, but he prophesied your coming. He said that one day in the future, a very cautious Eastern mage would appear, with black hair and black eyes, also from Luokan, but preferring to call himself a scholar rather than a mage. β
Mu Yan narrowed his eyes.
"That's what he said?"
"His exact words were: 'A young mage with black hair, who behaves a little too carefully, like a frightened sparrow, but don't underestimate him, his scholarly status is more convincing than a mage, even above you.'" As it turned out, he was right, and you did show up and save me. β
"And then?"
"Then it's our voyage, because he said that only you can return to Lokan and save the crumbling Jialan, drag those people out of the mire, and keep the fire of human civilization alive, instead of becoming a slave to the gods who provide the power of faith."
"But why did he do that?"
Glazer shook his head.
"I don't know, if you go to Niverheim, you'll get the answer. He even prophesied the arrival of Surya, saying that the blonde maiden who occupies an important place in your life will also descend on the River Styx, and that the guidance of Kanrosh will allow you to meet.
"As you can see, all these things have come to pass."
"Whewβthat's good."
Mu Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the nameless fire that suddenly surged in his heart, and clenched his fists tightly.
He hated it, and he couldn't vent his anger. Ever since he was thrown to Heru by Shamu's own initiative, this feeling has not subsided for a day.
If it is said to be relieved, it is a little relieved by facing Eric, but it is far from enough.
The same is true now, if he hadn't found out in advance, it might have been another punch that he couldn't fight back, or it came from a teacher he respected immensely.
"I'm sorry, kid." A bright flame erupted from the old man's fingertips, and the letterhead quickly burned.
"I won't justify my actions......"
"Mr. Ricky." Mu Yan snapped his fingers.
In a flash of white light, the burning part of the letter was cut off and reduced to ashes before it could fall on the table, leaving the rest in the hands of the Tallinns.
"Teacher, that's why I chose to come to the casino."
Taking the letter, Mu Yan said.