Chapter 749 Legend and Reality <TOC> Chapter 751 Regretful Test
Translator: SumTLMan
“Lucas again?” Angel asked, puzzled, “What does this mean? Are there other people besides me who have asked you about Lucas?”
The cold wind blew through the window, bringing a chill into the room.
Gurman reached out his withered hand to pick up the teacup on the table to warm himself, only to find that the water inside had already cooled.
Angel could see Gurman’s body trembling slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the fire elements in the room gradually increased. The cold wind from outside turned into a warm breeze in an instant.
Gurman’s eyes lit up slightly, “Thank you, Sir.”
“No problem, it’s just a small effort,” Angel paused, “Continuing our previous topic, why did you just say ‘Lucas again’?”
Gurman hesitated for a moment, his expression slowly changing, and eventually let out a sigh, “Sir’s guess is correct. Indeed, there have been others who have asked me about Lucas, and more than one person at that.”
More than one person had asked Gurman about Lucas? Angel furrowed his brow, “Does this Lucas have that much influence?”
“Do I think he has a lot of influence? Not really,” Gurman’s face slowly turned rosy as the room’s warmth enveloped him, and his speech quickened, “According to the information I’ve gathered, Lucas is nothing more than a swindler with an empty title.”
“You say he’s a swindler?”
Gurman nodded, “Yes, whether it’s the official history in the noble archives or the unofficial history I found outside, there’s plenty of evidence to suggest that Lucas is a swindler.”
Angel recalled Lucas’s sailing log, where he deliberately prefixed himself as “The Most Honest Captain of the Shining Gold Age,” indeed giving off an air of overcompensation.
He initially judged that Lucas might be a swindler.
However, many subsequent facts showed that Lucas was full of bizarre, absurd traits. To say that he was entirely a swindler seemed implausible.
“If he really is a swindler, why would people come to inquire about him?” Angel looked at Gurman, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Gurman showed a puzzled expression, “I’m not sure either. I don’t know why people have been asking about someone who’s been dead for over three thousand years in the past month.”
“How many groups of people have come to you for information, and who are they?” Angel asked.
Gurman replied, “Including you, my lord, a total of three groups have found me. I didn’t know the first group; they connected with me through a down-and-out noble a month ago. The person who came was a man shrouded in a black cloak. He asked me about Lucas’s information. However, since I didn’t know much, he asked me to look up more details.”
“Then you agreed?”
Gurman gave a sheepish smile, “Ever since I moved to Moonset City, I’ve been rather strapped for cash. That man in the black robe gave me a fair amount of gold coins, so I agreed.”
Angel nodded understandingly, “Did he come back later?”
“He hasn’t come yet. He said he’d come find me after a month. I guess he’ll be here in a few days.”
Angel nodded and continued, “What about the second group of people?”
Gurman hesitated for a while, “The second group was a woman with purple hair… However, this woman might be from a transcendent world, just like you.”
“Why do you say that?”
“When that woman left, I saw her transform into a bird with a human face and black wings, flying out of the window.”
A bird with a human face and black wings? Was this a transformation spell, or an embodiment of some bloodline?
Either way, it meant that a wizard was involved in this matter.
But why did they care, and what secrets did Lucas hold that were worth their investigation? So far, Angel hadn’t figured it out.
Angel squinted: Lucas was becoming more and more intriguing.
“Did the purple-haired woman get the information from you? Did she know that someone had come to inquire about Lucas before?” Angel asked.
“Yes, I told her all the information I found. She also asked me about the first group of people, but she didn’t say anything after listening, and just left… From her attitude, I think she might know the first group of people,” Gurman said.
The purple-haired woman could transform, undoubtedly a transcendent being. Did she know the first group? Then it meant that the first group was also very likely to be transcendent beings.
This was strange, a group of transcendent beings inquiring about an ordinary person’s information?
Angel pondered for a moment but couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation. Perhaps they had also discovered that eerie ship? But the only visible identity on that ship, the ship’s log, had already been taken by him. Even if they discovered it, they shouldn’t have directly targeted Lucas, right?
If it wasn’t because of that ship, could it be for Lucas himself?
Did Lucas have something extraordinary that was worth their attention?
Angel: “Professor Gurman, since you have organized the information, would you mind showing it to me?”
Gurman nodded and stood up with the support of his cane, “Please follow me, sir.”
Following the staggering Gurman to his study, the room was filled with disorganized books, accompanied by a faint scent of literature.
Gurman casually picked up the dust-removing brush from the table, sweeping away the dust on the mahogany surface: “I’m the only one who frequents this study, and I don’t want servants to mess up the arrangement of the books, so nobody comes in to clean. I hope you can forgive the dust.”
Angel nodded indifferently, looking around at the books encased in glass cabinets. Most of them were history books from various countries on the Feran Continent, and even some from other continents.
From this study, it was evident that Gurman was indeed a prominent scholar in the field of Feran history.
“Here.” Gurman handed Angel a stack of papers, “That purple-haired woman just glanced over them and said she memorized everything. She didn’t take the documents with her.”
“Do you mind if I read them here?”
“Please, make yourself comfortable.” Gurman called for a maid, who brought in two cups of hot tea.
Angel found a cushioned stool next to a window armrest, sipped tea, and began browsing.
Perhaps due to their age, there wasn’t much information. The thick stack of documents mostly detailed the history of the Lucas title, with the majority of background information tracing its origins, which was ultimately meaningless.
There was very little about Lucas himself.
It merely mentioned that, in the City of Lost Melodies during the Shining Gold Era, Lucas was a relatively famous figure among the aristocracy. He gained notoriety for his mischievous behavior as a child, and upon inheriting his title, he became a notorious playboy. His fortune quickly dwindled, and after depleting his wealth, he became a swindler.
He deceived women and rich merchants, but the most shocking deception was that of the king at the time.
The information ended there.
“It’s quite a stereotypical debauchee template.” Angel paused, asking with curiosity, “Professor Gurman, do you know what became of Lucas?”
Gurman shook his head, “The purple-haired woman asked the same question, and my answer remains the same: I don’t know. However, I assume he was executed by the king? After all, he deceived the ruler of a nation. Even as a noble, being executed would be a reasonable conjecture, considering the corruption and treachery that plagued the royal court in the later period of the Shining Gold era.”
“Do you know what he deceived the king about?”
“I’m not entirely sure. According to the documents, the king seemed to have once sent him on a sea voyage. Perhaps it had something to do with that?”
Angel nodded, not pursuing the topic further. According to Lucas’s nautical log, he hadn’t been executed. Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened, the headless skeleton on that strange ship should belong to Lucas.
“Is this all the information?”
“Yes, these are all the documents from the Shining Gold Era that I could find here. If you want to learn more, you might have to visit the Anru Dynasty.”
“Anru Dynasty?” Angel remembered that Nite said she was from the Anru Dynasty, so how did it involve another country?
“The Glorious Golden Age of the Heroic Spirits, the Flourishing Silver Age of Culture, and the Present Bustling Bronze Age of Numerous Competing Trade Ships… In fact, these descriptions are not of Greenrose, but of Greenrose’s suzerain country—the Anru Dynasty.”
As someone who grew up in Greenrose, Gurman was somewhat resentful of being forced to become a subject of the Anru Dynasty. This emotion wasn’t unique to Gurman alone; it permeated throughout Greenrose. Even Nite, as a noble of the Anru Dynasty, didn’t receive any special treatment here due to this collective sentiment.
However, despite their dislike for the Anru Dynasty, Gurman, as a historian, had to admit that the Anru Dynasty had been the most powerful country in the Feran Continent since ancient times.
“The Anru Dynasty has had its ups and downs, but it still stands at the pinnacle of the Feran Continent. Excluding the central barbaric region, about 70% of the countries in other areas are vassal states of the Anru Dynasty.”
“As for Lucas, he was actually a minor noble in the Anru Dynasty three thousand years ago. So, if you want to inquire about him, you can only do so in the Anru Dynasty.”
Angel suddenly realized that he had always thought Lucas was from Greenrose when he was actually from the Anru Dynasty.
“Alright then, in that case, I won’t bother you any longer.” Angel put down the information: “I’ve memorized the content of this document, so I won’t take it with me.”
Before leaving, Angel spoke to Gurman, “Professor Gurman, I have an unceremonious request.”
“Please, go ahead.”
“I don’t care about others, but regarding my inquiry about Lucas, please don’t reveal it to anyone. Is that alright?” Angel said while quietly looking at Gurman.
Gurman, staring into Angel’s eyes, unknowingly seemed to fall into a mist. After a while, he nodded vaguely, “Alright.”
Angel glanced at the fading nightmare aura on Gurman’s brow and smiled softly, “Thank you, then.”
Angel had only used the nightmare illusion to influence Gurman’s emotions. Once his goal was achieved, the nightmare illusion would naturally disappear.
Chapter 749 Legend and Reality <TOC> Chapter 751 Regretful Test