Chapter 747 The Mad Bear Reappears <TOC> Chapter 749 Legend and Reality
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel never intended to meddle in the affairs of the Leviathan, as the Leviathan was a wizard-level sea beast, and even if there were enormous opportunities within, it was not something he could partake in at his level.
Therefore, after returning from the White Shell Shipping Branch, he didn’t concern himself with the Leviathan. Instead, he immersed himself in the study of the “Poem of the Void” every day.
A week later, thanks to the advantage of holographic tablet projection, Angel finally broke through the number of magic runes in the “Poem of the Void” to ten in one fell swoop. Although still a distance from the final full magic runes, every five runes marked a milestone; being able to break through to ten meant he was not far from the full magic runes.
When Angel broke through to the ten magic runes, Alvin also returned home from the White Shell Shipping Company.
“Sir Pat, I’ve gathered all the information you wanted. However, since this is only a branch, the furthest back I could find was two thousand years ago,” Alvin said, dragging in a huge sack that was almost as tall as him.
Once all the documents were laid out, they nearly filled an entire corner of the room, detailing the climate conditions of various routes in the Devil’s Sea over the past two thousand years.
What Angel sought was the “eternally clear sea area” recorded in Lucas’s nautical log.
Angel searched for a long time, but the documents did not have detailed climate summaries for any specific region. Instead, they recorded a clear timeline for each time the White Shell Shipping vessel set sail.
To compile regional climate summaries, he would have to match each record individually.
This was not an easy task; with hundreds of thousands of voyage records over two thousand years, it would take an incredibly long time to summarize the climate conditions of each major sea area.
Angel didn’t have the leisure to match them one by one, so he simply recorded all the information into the holographic tablet and let it compile and organize the data.
With the processing speed of the holographic tablet, it quickly provided a weather summary for each major area in the Devil’s Sea.
Did an eternally clear sea area exist over the past two thousand years? Was Lucas lying?
Angel immediately began reviewing the final conclusion.
Half a day later, Angel’s brow furrowed.
“There isn’t an eternally clear sea area, as almost every sea area has records of non-clear weather. However…” Angel’s gaze finally settled on a place called the Sea of Conches.
The Sea of Conches had records of changing weather 1,800 years ago, from continuous drizzle to thunderstorms.
But after that, the climate records for the Sea of Conches were all clear?
Clear weather that lasted for 1,800 years!
Of course, a region wouldn’t have climate records every day, as ships were constantly moving. At most, there would be seven or eight vessels in a month, meaning that the regional climate would be recorded seven or eight times a month at most.
Thus, chance still exists. However, if the total duration is extended to two thousand years, the randomness would be significantly reduced, and the result would eventually become inevitable.
This means that the Sea of Conches might indeed have maintained clear weather for 1,800 years.
“If we count from 1,800 years ago, the Sea of Conches can barely be called the ‘eternally sunny sea area.’ However, Lucas lived 3,000 years ago during the Shining Gold Era.”
Angel rubbed his temples: “As expected, this bizarre situation has emerged again.”
Under normal circumstances, a logbook should record the events that took place at that time. In other words, Lucas’s nautical logbook should also record the events during the Shining Gold Era when he lived 3,000 years ago.
However, the “eternally sunny sea area” recorded in Lucas’s nautical logbook was not from 3,000 years ago but appeared 1,800 years ago.
Moreover, the Tearful Flower Sea mentioned in the logbook was also not something Lucas experienced 3,000 years ago; according to the story of “Beauty Naya,” it happened during the Flashing Silver Era more than 2,000 years ago.
Even the “Island Gods” recorded by Lucas, if the massive ghosts of the Sea of Ghosts are considered “Island Gods,” then there is also a deviation.
The more Angel delved into “Lucas’s nautical logbook,” the stranger and more absurd it seemed.
To claim that the logbook is genuine would obviously contradict the actual situation at the time.
But if you say that everything he recorded was fake and Lucas was a liar, that’s also not right. The events he recorded in his logbook appeared in another way.
“It’s too strange. Is Lucas like Totoro, a person with the gift of prophecy? Are the things he recorded in his logbook from his prophecies? But it seems a bit off…” Angel pondered, “It feels like I’ve found a clue, but it’s also like seeing flowers through the mist, and I can’t get a clear view no matter how hard I try.”
After staying home for about a week, Angel finally went out.
He planned to go to the library in Moonset City to see if there was any information about Lucas.
The library in Moonset City is located not far from the academy district in the upper city area. On his way to the library, a small incident occurred. Due to his attire, Angel was refused entry to the library.
“Oh, Marcel above! A mere vagrant wants to enter the noble hall of knowledge, which is against the rules!” The library’s guard, who wasn’t dressed much better himself, was quite critical of others.
Angel looked at his own clothes, which indeed weren’t very tidy. Given his “middle-aged man” persona, appearing lazy and unkempt seemed reasonable for others to refuse him entry.
Angel had no intention of arguing with ordinary people, and with a flick of his hand, he cast a nightmare illusion to befuddle the guard’s thoughts before walking into the library unimpeded.
Each area of the library had its own checkpoint, and in order to browse, a corresponding library card had to be obtained.
Yet for Angel, who now had access to the “Boundless Silence,” the card held no significance. He moved freely within the library, and no one could stop him.
After spending about a day in the library, Angel came across the legend of “Naya the Beauty,” but found no mention of Lucas.
Angel left the library and returned to Marcel Street.
Upon his return, Angel found that Alvin was gone, and Helen had appeared in his place.
“Every time our Cloud Conch sails, some people will sleep forever in the sea. Captain Alvin personally brings condolence payments to the families of all the deceased sailors,” said Helen. “This time, there are not many sailors who died on the Cloud Conch, but there are still a few. However, their families are all on the busy mainland. The only one on the Feran Continent is in the capital of Greenrose, Ivy City. Captain Alvin left for Ivy City by carriage yesterday morning.”
Angel initially wanted to ask Alvin for help, but since he had already left, Angel pondered for a moment and turned his attention to Helen.
“Deputy Captain Helen, do you know much about Moonset City?”
Dressed casually, Helen brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, “It’s like my second home.”
“Could you do me a favor? Help me find someone who is knowledgeable about history, especially the Shining Gold and Flashing Silver eras.”
Without asking what Angel needed, Helen agreed immediately and left without delay.
During Helen’s absence, Drew also came to ask Angel for leave.
“Sir Pat, I want to go back to the fishing village and see my friends,” said Drew. “Although my grandmother has passed away, there are still many people I know in the village. I don’t know when I’ll be able to return after leaving this time, so I want to visit them.”
Angel contemplated for a moment, “You can go, and even stay in the village for a while if you’d like.”
Drew looked puzzled.
Angel explained, “In a while, I might travel to other parts of the Feran Continent to look for more talented individuals. When I return, I’ll pick you up.”
“How long will you be gone?”
Angel thought for a moment, “About one or two months. During this time, you can stay in the fishing village or Moonset City.”
The one or two months weren’t long, and Drew wanted to use this time to begin his studies in the —Circular Cutting Guidance Method—. On the turbulent sea, the Cloud Conch often rocked, so he had not yet managed to meditate.
With this in mind, Drew nodded, “Alright, I’ll wait for you in the fishing village.”
After all, he was a precious talent, and who knew if he could ever find another one. So, as Drew left, Angel gave him two defensive spell scrolls with runes inscribed on them for protection.
Once Drew left, Angel was the only one left in the spacious room.
Such peaceful days actually made Angel feel quite at ease.
In just two days, his “Poem of the Void” had broken through another rune, reaching a total of 11 runes.
On the afternoon of the third day, Helen finally appeared in front of him, looking exhausted. Accompanying her was a handsome man dressed in noble attire.
“Sir Pat, in Greenrose Kingdom, only nobles have the right to record history. For a commoner to pry into history would be a great sin. So, I could only ask Nite to help me inquire,” Helen pointed to the man beside her.
Nite stepped forward and bowed to Angel, “Sir Pat.”
Angel looked closely at Nite, “You seem familiar…”
Nite scratched the back of his head, looking slightly embarrassed, “Last time on the ship, you asked me about the story of the Beauty Naya.”
“You were the noble sailor who told the other ending of the Beauty Naya story?” Angel’s face lit up with realization. He remembered that Drew had told him the legend of the Beauty Naya, but there was also a noble sailor who had recounted a more treacherous version of the Beauty Naya.
It must have been this young man named Nite.
Once he had removed his coarse attire and donned the outfit of an elegant noble, Nite had transformed from a rugged man to a refined gentleman. Angel hadn’t recognized him at first.
Helen explained Nite’s identity. He was from the Anru Dynasty’s hereditary nobility, and his family held the title of the Glorious Earl, making them an old noble family in the Anru Dynasty.
In theory, Nite should have grown up with a traditional noble upbringing, but he had grown tired of the old ways. After reaching adulthood, he left for the University of Moonset under the guise of studying. However, after failing to succeed academically, he boarded the Cloud Conch.
Nite was indeed a unique individual among nobles. He disdained high society life and was instead drawn to the tumultuous life at sea.
However, Angel appreciated such a person who was willing to chase his dreams and live his own life, compared to nobles bound by rules and conventions.
“Tell me, were you able to find out any information?”
Chapter 747 The Mad Bear Reappears <TOC> Chapter 749 Legend and Reality