After listening to Taran Al's long explanation, Duncan thought for a long time.

There is no doubt that these ancient legends of elves are special in this world, even unique, for no other reason than because of their completeness.

In the Deep Sea Age after the Great Annihilation, the old world collapsed and subverted, the new civilization was reinvented, the communication between the city-states was cut off for a long time, and the various shocks of the Dark Ages led to the fragmentation of the historical records of almost all the city-states on the boundless sea, and the various races hardly preserved any complete inheritance.

The belief in the four gods, which emerged only after the beginning of the Deep Sea Age, developed by leaps and bounds in such a situation where the lineage of the city-states was severed and the myths were blank.

However, in the elves, the ancient myths have been preserved and inherited, even today, when the beliefs of the four gods cover the whole world and the old belief system is denounced as heretical, these things are still preserved - limited by population, the city-states occupied by the elves are only a small part of the entire boundless sea, and the distribution is extremely scattered, but even in this limited and scattered elven city-state, their culture, customs and mythological system are still consistent.

And the reason why they can do this is just because of "longevity"?

"Such a complete system of mythology...... Perhaps it really reveals some of the truths that preceded the arrival of the Great Annihilation. Duncan whispered to himself.

"Many scholars have long believed that the elves are the only race that retains an intact belief system of the old days, and that while many of our ancient texts have been 'tainted', the myths that we pass on orally are ...... It's still mostly primitive," Taran Al said, spreading his hands helplessly, "but even so, we can only study them as 'stories', and cannot directly use them as historical materials before the Great Annihilation." ”

Duncan frowned, and some of the words that Morris had said to him a long time ago involuntarily came to mind: "...... Because of those great contradictions between history and reality. ”

"Yes, every scholar who tries to trace the Great Annihilation will face the brutal blow of 'contradiction'," Taran El sighed, "and we feel this the most, the more complete the mythological system of the elves, the more unable to explain the way the world is now, and the biggest contradiction is ...... In the process of creating the world in Saskoka, there was no place for humans and Senjin. ”

Duncan didn't speak, just thought with a serious face.

Taran El continued: "Not only the legend of the creation of Saxroca, but also some of our lesser-than-complete legends, when it comes to the description of the world, there is no mention of the two species of 'humans' and 'Senjin', you should understand that this is very abnormal. ”

Duncan nodded slowly, but for some reason, what came to his mind at the moment was another picture he had seen before-

Moon.

He looked up at the window, the pale golden "sunlight" permeated the sea, and among the undulations of the distant waves, he could vaguely see a glowing boundary like a mountain cliff lying across the sea.

That's the falling object that Lucrecia picked up from the Border, and that's where the Mysterious Stone Ball is located.

"Are you going to see that thing?" Lucrecia noticed Duncan's gaze for the first time, and immediately took the initiative to speak, "There is a temporary research facility established by Lightwind Harbor over there, and I have already greeted the people over there, they can remove unrelated personnel from the core area. ”

Duncan hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "Go and arrange it, that's what I'm here for." ”

"Okay, I'll contact the research facility first and ask them to evacuate the people."

Lucrecia responded, then got up and left the room.

Shortly after she left, Duncan noticed the Brilliant Star slowly turn its bow and begin to sail towards the massive luminous object in the distance.

For a moment, only Duncan and the elven scholar were left in the room, and after a moment of silence, Taran El visibly became nervous again.

Thankfully, his crampedness didn't last long this time - Duncan broke the silence before the awkwardness could re-brew: "I heard that you tried to observe the surface of Vision 001 when the sun went out?" ”

"Yes," Taran El put his hands on the table a little nervously, fiddling with his thumb, "and Miss Lucrecia always thinks that my slumber has something to do with observing the sun, though I don't think so......"

"What do you see?" Duncan asked again.

“…… I recorded the footage, and the paper was now in Miss Lucrecia's hand, but many of its key details had been smeared—I had painted it myself, but I didn't remember it. If you are interested, please ...... later"

Taran El was halfway through his sentence when the door to the reception room opened, and Lucretia, who had just left, returned to the room: "The paper is in my hand. ”

With that, she stepped back to the table, and as she took the crumpled piece of scratch paper from her bosom, she said to Duncan, "I have left the ship at the helm of the rabbi for the time being—it is my other 'crew'." This is a sketch made by Master El at that time, you can take a look. ”

Duncan immediately took the scratch paper handed to him with a serious expression, flattened it on the table, and swept his gaze over the rough pattern drawn on it.

However, at first glance, he thought it was just a bunch of meaningless scrambled lines - except for the circular outline at the edges, which showed that it was indeed the pattern of Vision 001, the heavy smearing on the inside of the circle almost completely destroyed its original real structure.

But after carefully distinguishing for a while, he vaguely felt a certain familiarity behind the messy lines.

It was as if in the depths of those smeared marks was hiding something he had ever seen and even impressed.

Duncan frowned, looked at it carefully for a long time, raised his head, and looked at Taran Eyre: "You can't remember at all?" ”

"I can't remember at all," said Taran Eyre embarrassedly, "my mind automatically erased that part of the memory, I thought...... That must be dangerous information. ”

"The paper itself doesn't carry any contamination, but there are dangers associated with reproducing its 'true version'," Lucretia added, "I was originally going to give it to the scholars of Breeze, but now that I'm aware of the risks, I think it's better to give it to you." ”

"Very well," Duncan exhaled softly, a small smile suddenly appearing on his face, "You've started to rebuild your trust in me?" ”

Lucretia was suddenly a little nervous: "...... I just think...... You're a better fit...... Of course, I trust you, my brother said, you ...... now"

"No further ado, Lucy," Duncan shook his head with a smile before solemnly putting the paper away, "I'll take it back first, and then I'll find a way to uncover its secrets—I'll let you know as soon as there is any progress." ”

Lucrecia seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and even ...... Looks a little happy.

Duncan said nothing, and after putting away the scratch paper, he got up and went to the window, and quietly looked out at the undulating sea, and the "sun" that was approaching from the corner of the porthole.

……

After a not-so-long voyage, the Bright Star approached the "glowing fallen" floating in the sea near Breeze.

Now, the ship is passing by the makeshift port.

Duncan came to the bow deck and watched as the magnificent golden light magnified in his field of vision like a rushing cliff.

It was the first time he had seen this "falling object" that had previously existed only in Tirian's description, and at such a close distance—the oppressive feeling of the proximity of the giant object and the mystery of the illusory light curtain were intertwined to make him feel even suffocated for a moment.

He could have imagined how much of an impact Lucrecia had caused to the elves here when she dragged this thing to the vicinity of Breeze.

But by now, the elves have apparently adapted to this "neighborhood".

"This port is the 'research facility' you mentioned earlier?" Duncan raised his arm and pointed to the makeshift floating harbor in the nearby sea, asking Lucretia beside him.

"Yes," Lucrecia nodded, "because we are concerned about the danger of something in the 'Falling Objects', we have put all our research work at sea, and Master Taran El is one of the main leaders of this port. In addition, there is a small permanent station in the center of the fall, but the people there have now been withdrawn. ”

"It's understandable - not everyone is comfortable with a 'subspace shadow' after all," Duncan laughed, "that Mr. Taran El is already doing well. ”

When Lucrecia heard this, she hurriedly explained: "Actually, it's not all like this, you are like this...... I mean, after the flame is reined, it's actually not much different from ordinary people, and most people don't know your face...... I'm mainly worried that unrelated people will disturb you......"

"It's okay, don't be so nervous all the time," Duncan smiled and waved his hand, "It's normal for someone to be scared, I'm used to it." ”

Lucrecia nodded quickly, then raised her gaze to look at the huge wall of light that was already approaching, "We are ready to enter the light body, we must sail carefully next, I have to take the helm myself." ”

"Well, go ahead."

Lucretia nodded, and then slammed into a myriad of flying pieces of colored paper, spiraling toward the bridge.

Duncan watched in amazement, for the first time he had seen Lucrecia's wonderful power—he reached out and grabbed a piece of paper as it flew in front of his eyes, and looked at it curiously.

The next second, he heard an exclamation in the air, and then the pieces of paper that flew out suddenly reunited into Lucrecia's appearance.

Miss Witch landed on the deck in embarrassment.

And it slipped out a long way.

(End of chapter)