After Caspar left, I spent another two days and one night in the library, and after a cursory look at the rest of the parchment, I found nothing new, and all the clues pointed to the old ballad: "The goddess spreads her holy wings, and the setting sun shines in the sky." The aliens prostrate themselves at the foot of the temple steps, and the blood-red pupils are sacrificed. ”

What Zeni is looking for is the "red pupil" that has been lost in the legend.

To make all this clear, we need to go back in time.

The history of Guverin is hidden in a mystery, and all that remains is an ancient parchment. Most of the authors of these parchments were frustrated remnants who lived in the early days of the Flynn Kingdom, and with the emergence of powerful emperors, this nostalgia for the past was dispelled by a new historiography that celebrated virtue.

According to the only surviving historical book, the History of Guflin, in the late Gufrin period, black-haired and yellow-skinned pagans invaded, and Bromin Island suffered a catastrophe that nearly wiped out.

The infidels, who call themselves the Reds, sail huge black ships from the depths of the ocean. They, men and women, were stoic and fanatical warriors, skilled in fighting, cruel and bloodthirsty, and with an aggressive wildness burning in their bodies.

War broke out between the Redai and the Guverins – strictly speaking, the Guverin of Bromin Island – with the invaders expanding their power from the southeastern city of Bocconi. In order to curb their arrogance, the prophet of Bromin Island, Von Linka, led three hundred elite soldiers to attack Bocconi in the dark of night.

They were devastated. The people of Rad'ai had already taken precautions, and they secretly ambushed and annihilated all the unprepared warriors with several times the force, and only the prophet Von Linka used stealth to escape.

After the massacre, Von Linka, under the protection of invisibility, walked to the residence of the leader of the Rydeai people. Unexpectedly, he didn't encounter any obstacles, and every step went so smoothly, like spreading out in his own back garden.

The sky was covered with thick clouds, the uneasiness was getting heavier, and Vonlinka's heart was drumming, but he couldn't stop. Three hundred lives died in the battle, and he will bear all the responsibility for it, if he can't redeem the defeat, what face will he have to face the parents and children of the deceased!

He struggled to contain his heartbeat, pushed open the hidden portal, and reached for the heart of the Reds.

Half an hour later, he walked out again, his eyes blank, his hair as gray as snow, as if he had aged thirty years at once. No one knows what happened in that half-hour, but one thing is for sure, the prophet of Bromin Island, Von Linka, thus abandoned his deep-seated faith and turned to the pagans and became their faithful lackey.

It was the night of shame for the people of Guflin. From that day on, their enemies were not only the evil Ryd'ai, but also the prophet von Linka and the bewitched believers who became new henchmen, who had to hang their haughty heads and urgently call for help on the islands of Collin and Audin.

The islands of Collin and Aiudin responded immediately. The main battlefield against the heretics was on Bromin Island, and all the Gufrin warriors were engaged in battle, hoping to regain lost ground and drive the invaders back to sea in three months.

But the strength and resilience of the people of Radai was beyond anyone's expectations, and three months passed, and another three months passed, and another three months passed, and the war never ended. Whether in positional warfare or in a fortified battle, every time the Guflin people gained the upper hand, there would always be a key general who would defect to the side of the Rydeai and fundamentally turn the tide.

Panic and unease spread among the Gufflins, who argued that the devil was behind the Reds, wagging his sharp tail to bless them with victory.

The fighting began to spread from south to north, and the Guverin were losing ground and the Redai were unstoppable.

At the most critical moment, the legendary goddess Kethera, who guarded Bromin Island, appeared, and she took the form of a great magician, gathered the remnants, withstood the frantic attacks of the invaders, and launched a Jedi counterattack to rescue the Guverins who had been bewitched by evil. In less than half a year, the Gufrin were overwhelmed, not only recovering all the lost territory, but also successfully attacking Bocconi and besieging the last stronghold of the Rydeai people.

One by one, the warriors of Redeai fell, like wheat under a sickle, and the tide was gone, and their leader was forced to order surrender. But he didn't give up his last resistance, and when he appeared in front of everyone with blood-red eyes, all the warriors stared into his eyes as if by magic.

Those are the eyes blessed by the devil, the red eyes that take the soul away!

But the goddess Kehira was not deceived by the red pupils, and she blinded the opponent with an "ice arrow" to win the final victory.

At the end of the war, in gratitude to the goddess for her grace, and to commemorate this costly victory, the Gufrin built the temple of Kethera, gouged out the eyes of all the pagans, and piled them up under the stone steps as a sacrifice.

The battle to conquer the pagans brought the Guflin cult of the goddess Kehira to its zenith, and this visceral awe and gratitude came and went quickly, and as civil strife erupted, the once-glamorous temple quickly declined and eventually fell into ruins, until Bromin's College converted it into a public library, and the temple was rejuvenated again.