Two weeks after receiving Sean's urgent report, Sunshine reappeared in the Westlands of Grey Keep.

The Demon Moon ended without warning.

It was probably the most peaceful moon in hundreds of years, without the beasts and guns, and the snow fields outside the city walls were empty and flat, and the thick snow reflected a dazzling golden light in the sun, like a flawless mirror.

Therefore, this year's Victory Day was particularly lively.

Many residents go out into the wilderness before the snow melts, digging out a lump of knee-deep snow and taking it home to boil and drink, both as a celebration and as a memorial.

Only a very small number of people know about the undercurrents that are surging under this calm.

The third frontier city, the grotto of the book collection.

Roland received the expected reply.

"There is no mention of this in any document, not even the documents left by the subterranean civilizations. Selene leaned wearily against the corner, surrounded by open ancient books, "And the first record of the Far South was about eight hundred and sixty years ago. It was a travelogue, presumably by some handy witch, and it was only described in a few sentences, but it was confirmed that Cape Endless was a desert by then. 」

It was the first time he had seen "sarcoma" show such fatigue - the three high-ranking witches rarely sat down, and usually hung from the dome by the main beard, their thin whiskers dancing forever. But now, the tentacles of the other party were all hanging down, covering the surface like fur, and at first glance it looked like a radish that had just been pulled out of the soil.

"You might need to rest for a while. ”

"I want to, too, but my body can't stop at all," Selene smiled wryly, "Your discovery is so amazing that it can be said to have upended the Federation—no, it's the entire history of human records in history!"

This is also the reason why Roland had anticipated the answer for a long time - if there had been a relevant discovery in the era of the Federation, it would not have been possible to leave a single word. After all, it involves the battle of divine will, and even if it needs to be kept secret, at least the entire upper echelons should not be ignorant.

The ethnic groups in the mural may be even older than he imagined, and 860 years is only a clear documented proof, which does not mean that the extreme south was full of life before this. In this way, the myths of the "Messenger of the Three Gods" and the "Millennial War" circulated among the Mojin folklore have a little more credibility.

At that time, the first battle of the divine will had not yet begun.

"Your Majesty, I'm not afraid of your jokes," she sighed, "We've made a big leap forward in our cognition, but why do I feel so lost? 」

"It's just normal," Roland reassured, "and the more you know, the more you will find that you don't know anything." In the end, all doubts boil down to three questions. ”

"Oh, which three?" Pasha asked, curious.

"Where am I, who am I fighting, who is hitting me. ”

There was silence in the sea of consciousness of "......".

"Ahem, well, I just want you to relax," Roland coughed twice, "the real answer should be who I am, where I came from, and where I'm going." ”

"Where am I from...... Where are you going......" Pasha muttered, "It is true that these three questions seem very simple, but if you think about it, they are not so easy to answer, and if you change your position slightly, you will have a completely different answer. 」

"Heh, have you also checked the books and are confused?" Elfmy couldn't help but interject, "What's so bad about this, I'm Elf, I'm from Tachira, and I'm going back to Tachira in the future—isn't that enough? I think you're just being bluffed by him." 」

"That's why I envy you occasionally," Selene slumped her beard on top of her head, "It's a blessing to be simple-minded sometimes. 」

Pasha shook her head amusedly, "Thank you, it did make it a lot easier for us. But I was really surprised by your reaction, not only calm, but also taking into account our thoughts, as if you weren't surprised at all. 」

Because the world is inherently uncertain for me...... Roland smiled noncommittally and changed the subject, "Now that the completely unknown battle of divine will and the existence of a new race have been confirmed, let's have a meeting to discuss it next—the sooner everyone knows about such important news, the better." ”

"As you wish, Your Majesty. Pasha bowed down and replied.

......

The internal meeting was soon held in the castle parlor, classified as top secret, and the participants were representatives of all forces of the united front, not even the head of the administration department.

When Roland announced this unexpected discovery, everyone looked incredulous, and he gave a rare buffer of ten minutes so that everyone could exchange heads and ears at will.

The battle of the divine will is not a fate unique to human beings, but is likely to be a "special" normal, which is simply beyond everyone's imagination. If it weren't for him to say these words, I'm afraid few people would believe it.

As the hall fell silent, Tilly was the first to stand up, "If this is really a battle of divine will, what about the victors? not devils, sea monsters, underground civilizations, and even more humans...... Where the hell are they now?"

This is also the first question that most people ask.

Roland looked at Pasha behind the curtain of light, who nodded, "I don't know if you remember, in the records of underground civilizations, there are two sentences - magic makes us extraordinary, and mastering magic is the ladder to chase divine will. Assuming that all participants in the Battle of the Divine Will are able to use magic, will the winner take the power of magic to a new level and go to places we can't see, such as...... The heavenly world. 」

This is also a speculation made by the three high-ranking witches, although Roland feels that there are many loopholes, but it is better than a simple "I don't know".

After all, not knowing means nothingness - according to common sense, the stronger a civilization is, the longer the footprints will remain. The ancients built their houses out of thatch and mud, which was enough to turn into dust in a thousand years, while the concrete buildings of Neverwinter can still leave their silhouettes even after a thousand years. A civilization that can win the battle of the divine will disappears after the war, and its existence can only be known from scattered ruins, which is undoubtedly easy to associate people in a bad direction.

If victory does not reverse the fate of extinction, I am afraid that it will hit everyone's determination to fight.

And Tachira's speculation can at least set a goal.

"So what is written on the mural is fourteen hundred years ago?" Edith muttered for a while, "and what mankind has experienced cannot be called the first battle of divine will. ”

"That being said, it's confusing to change the name," Roland replied, "so I'm tentatively calling it 'The Lost War,' and as for how many times we're going to do it, that's not the point. ”

"Your Majesty," Barov hesitated, "the expedition that is scheduled to take place after the beginning of spring—"

"Proceed according to the plan," he interrupted without hesitation, "and even if the war of the Divine Will has many unsolved mysteries, we must move forward! ”

Roland paused, swept the entire hall, and said word by word, "This time, we will completely sweep the devil out of the fertile plains, which is not only to win a broad space for the development of Neverwinter, but also to lay the foundation for the final victory!"