Chapter 768 Blood Night Sanctuary <TOC> Chapter 770 The Secret Beneath the Well
Translator: SumTLMan
Although he didn’t know if this was the Snowlay Garden that was recorded in Muya’s scroll, where she once lived, he suddenly recalled that Muya had also had an affair with Lucas and even bore him a child.
When Lucas was ridiculed by everyone as a fraud and decided to end his life in despair, would he have come to see Muya and his child in the last moment?
If he did come to find Muya, would he have, in his sorrow, jumped into the well here?
Curiosity drove Angel to walk towards the well, which was covered by withered grass.
Nite and Sanna followed, Sanna looking puzzled, but Nite immediately remembered the two days of well-searching when he saw Sir Pat standing by the well.
“Is this well more than three thousand years old?” Angel turned to look at Nite.
Nite hesitated a little, “It should be, but I’m not quite sure.”
Angel then looked at Sanna, “Why is it covered with withered grass?”
Sanna: “This well has been abandoned, and there is no water inside. However, there is a storage room underneath. We all use this place as a vegetable cellar, and the withered grass cover is to prevent unclean things from entering and spoiling the vegetables.”
Nite seemed to remember something, “I remember when I was a kid, I sneaked down there for fun. The place was filled with vegetable leaves. It was hard to come up since I was so young. I cried and shouted for a long time before Aunt Nivi at that time discovered me and carried me up.”
“So, my mom saved you before.” Sanna glanced at Nite.
Nite touched his head and chuckled.
While they were talking, Angel had already probed with his mental power. The well was not deep, only about ten meters. As Sanna said, there was indeed a small path carved out underneath, perhaps leading to the storage room she mentioned.
According to Nite’s words, this storage room should have appeared a long time ago. Could it be… that it was there even three thousand years ago?
Angel stood at the mouth of the well, lost in thought.
Although he had decided not to meddle in Lucas’s affairs, the well was right in front of him, and there were no people from Song of the Deep Sea and Summer Dew Ridge lurking nearby. It wouldn’t take long to go down and have a look.
“Just to satisfy my curiosity,” Angel thought to himself, and since there was no danger, it wouldn’t hurt to take a look.
With that, Angel said to Nite, “I’ll go down and have a look. You two stay outside and guard.”
After saying that, Angel waved away the withered grass stems covering the well, and leaped in.
Sanna, curious, glanced at the well and whispered to Nite, “Why does the wizard want to jump down there?”
Nite looked at Sanna and made a hushing gesture, “Whatever the wizard does is none of our concern. Remember, don’t reveal it, or else… the consequences are not as simple as just dying.”
Nite knew that recently there were always servants who loved to sell information about Sir Pat. He couldn’t stop them, so he told Sanna this just in case.
At this moment, Angel, who had fallen into the well, hadn’t completely taken his attention away from the wellhead. Hearing Nite and Sanna’s conversation, he slowly lifted a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then turned to walk towards a narrow path on the side.
The winding path was about five or six meters long, with smooth walls adorned with luminescent stones.
Looking at the neatly arranged path, Angel had some doubts. Even if the location of the New Rosberg Family had not changed in three thousand years, geological changes might have occurred due to external factors, making it uncertain whether the underground storage room could have been preserved for so long.
The path also looked quite new, seemingly not having been built long ago.
It seemed that he would return empty-handed again, Angel thought to himself.
Soon, he arrived at the storage room. As Sanna had said, the storage room was full of vegetables and food reserves. The small chamber was not very large, only about ten by ten meters, and could be seen in its entirety with a single glance.
After surveying the storage room, he did not find anything unusual. Even if traces of Lucas existed, they were likely buried deep within the sands of time. He was originally preparing to leave but felt somewhat unwilling, so he stopped and investigated once more.
This time, Angel had Toby use Gravity Lines to make all the vegetables float in mid-air.
When all the vegetable baskets and food storage boxes were emptied, Angel looked again but still found nothing strange. However, when he used his mental tendrils to carefully investigate, he discovered that at the bottom of the wall facing the path, there seemed to be a row of extremely faint markings.
As Angel approached, he noticed that the wall was covered in greasy substances. It took him almost five to six minutes to remove the dirt, which had been accumulating for countless years, using a cleaning spell.
It was then that the markings he had sensed with his mental tendrils were revealed.
When Angel looked at them, his eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils contracted slightly.
It was indeed a row of text!
However, Angel was all too familiar with the handwriting of this row of text! Even though the writing on the wall was a bit crooked, some of the strokes’ trajectories were identical to those in —Lucas’s Captain’s Log—!
“This place really is related to Lucas!” Angel’s heart, which had already calmed down, suddenly began beating again.
He had a faint hunch… perhaps this was the place so many people, including those from Summer Dew Ridge and Song of the Deep Sea, were searching for!
Suppressing his restless emotions, Angel began to read the text word by word.
“Only with the soul gazing upward—”
Within a brief string of text, the conveyed meaning was quite vague. What was the purpose of Lucas writing this sentence? Angel pondered for a moment, trying to recall if there were any similar phrases in the books he had read.
However, there were none.
“Could it be that this sentence is actually meant to be taken literally?” Angel thought and started to silently recite the incantation for Soul Whisper. Before long, his soul, seemingly tangible, emerged from his physical body.
The moment his soul left his body, Angel immediately sensed something was amiss.
Countless patterns suddenly appeared on the originally empty wall, shining brilliantly in his soul state.
“I didn’t expect it to be so literal,” Angel murmured to himself, observing the patterns on the wall. These patterns were not unfamiliar to him; they were all magical runes.
However, these magical runes differed from the ones Angel used for enchantment and leaned more towards the lineage of runic wizards.
Although Angel wasn’t quite clear on the meaning of these runes at present, it wasn’t a difficult matter. By interpreting the meaning corresponding to each rune, he could slowly deduce the overall meaning.
After some time, Angel roughly memorized the patterns of the magical runes and returned to his physical body. He then turned around and left the bottom of the well.
Before leaving, however, he erased the sentence Lucas had engraved. Regardless of whether this place held the secret to uncovering Lucas’s mystery, Angel had no intention of sharing the secret.
He had spent a long time in the well. When he emerged, he could clearly see the suspicion in Nite’s eyes.
“Could it be that the well Sir Pat is looking for is the well in our home? But what is the significance of the well beneath us?”
Angel glanced at Nite and whispered, “The more you know about certain things, the more dangerous they become.”
With that, Angel turned and headed towards the inner room, “Nite, Sanna, follow me. I have something to entrust to you.”
Nite’s face turned pale at once, and he glanced at the still puzzled Sanna, swallowing hard: could it be that he knew too much and was about to be silenced by Sir Pat?
What Angel wanted to address with them was indeed the confidentiality of Snowlay Garden Well. Before this, he had taken Nite out to search for the well, but because they couldn’t find any clues, it didn’t matter whether Nite knew or not. Even if Nite told others, it wouldn’t make any difference.
However, once Angel confirmed that the well in Snowlay Garden was indeed related to Lucas, and it was very likely the well Lucas mentioned in his diary that he had once jumped into, then with this evidence, the issue of confidentiality should be addressed.
As for Nite’s concern about being silenced… Angel hadn’t thought of that.
There were cruel methods, and there were gentle ways of dealing with things.
Up until now, Nite had left a very good impression on Angel, so there was no need to resort to silencing him.
When Nite entered Angel’s temporary dwelling, trembling with fear, his heart almost reached its peak.
“You seem quite frightened?” Angel said indifferently.
Nite hastily shook his head.
Angel’s gaze fell downward. Out of sheer nervousness and fear, Nite had been incessantly holding Sanna’s hand. Sanna, however, showed no sign of fear. Instead, her petite face was flushed, a result of Nite’s tight grip on her hand.
“Capitalizing on personal desires to take advantage of a lady, such behaviour is not befitting of a noble.” Angel jested.
With Angel playfully pointing out their intimate actions, Sanna became even more embarrassed. She swiftly released Nite’s hand and purposely distanced herself a few steps from him.
Nite stood there, stunned, a hint of disappointment visible in his eyes.
“Enough, I summoned you both here for a minor matter. Rest assured, there is no danger.” As Angel’s words resonated, Nite and Sanna unconsciously turned their gaze towards him.
The next moment, their eyes started to glaze over. Wisps of illusionary aura emerged from Angel’s fingertips, seeping into their foreheads.
During the voyage at sea, Angel had been anything but idle. He had gained a conceptual understanding of the basic illusions across various schools of illusionary magic. By using a fundamental Mind Illusion, he could veil their original memories and craft a new memory chain for today’s events.
Sanna’s memory was relatively easier to modify, only needing to shrink the few minutes when he had initially entered the well. Nite’s memory, on the other hand, required more time, as it necessitated a thorough modification of their previous memory of searching for the well.
Ten minutes later, Angel snapped his fingers, and the pair woke up.
Nite first felt a moment of disorientation, but as soon as he noticed the Pale Blue Water in his palm, his memories flooded back in. He had been chatting with Sanna by the well when Sir Pat suddenly descended, leading them here. Subsequently, Sir Pat gave him the Pale Blue Water…
Gratitude shone in Nite’s eyes, “Thank you, Sir.”
Angel simply smiled, then turned to Sanna, “I’ll be leaving in a couple of days. I noticed that you and Sanna seem to get along well. Would you like me to put in a good word for you with the Count of New Rosberg?”
A blush spread across Sanna’s face.
Nite finally understood. So, Sir Pat had called Sanna here to help them! Sanna’s status made it difficult for them to be together, but if Sir Pat were to intervene, that would carry significant weight!
Without any hesitation, Nite nodded, “I would greatly appreciate that, Sir.”
“I’ll speak on your behalf when I leave. I’m a bit tired now, you both may leave.”
It was only after Nite and Sanna departed, their hearts full of joy and excitement, that Angel took out a pen and paper, beginning to analyze the significance of each magical rune he had recorded earlier.
Chapter 768 Blood Night Sanctuary <TOC> Chapter 770 The Secret Beneath the Well