I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 528, page 2.1-42: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
The magnificent griffin procession stopped at the city gate, and Lin Ya held up the king's private seal for the guards at the gate to inspect.

Upon seeing this, the two took a few steps to the side to avoid it.

The city of Sematyl, located in the east of the dynasty, was a massive commercial fortress, arguably the very lifeline of the dynasty's commerce. Moreover, it was militarily at the forefront, with defensive capabilities nearly on par with the capital.

Whether in terms of population, prosperity, commerce, area, or military strength, it can rival the capital, which is why it receives the most attention whenever something happens there.

"Have we finally arrived? Things in the West District are about to get out of control." The tall woman rushed over to the Griffin team as soon as she saw them and said.

Her face was veiled, and she looked very distressed with her brows furrowed.

"Once the griffins are settled in, everyone else, head over there." Lin Ya jumped off the griffin and walked to the griffin vehicle, whispering, "Want to go for a walk?"

"Who's in the griffin carriage? Why is Lord Linya so nervous?" Tia whispered to her attendant, glancing at him furtively as she spoke, clearly very curious.

"She's probably the king's favorite concubine. It's not like the king hasn't done things like this before. Just pretend we didn't see it. What can she possibly do to us?" The attendant rolled his eyes, his tone slightly contemptuous.

"The king's favorite concubine?! She must be a great beauty! I want to see her!" Tia exclaimed excitedly.

"What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Have you finished your business? Hurry up and get on with the important matters!" the attendant urged.

"Fine, I'll go then," Tia pouted, reluctantly saying.

Lin Ya had excellent hearing and knew that the attendant had probably misunderstood something, but he didn't say anything to clarify. Firstly, there was no need; sometimes explaining is a form of cover-up, so it's better to let things take their course. Secondly, Mu Yegui hadn't said much, which clearly indicated she had some purpose, and he couldn't possibly interfere with her.

"Would you like to go for a walk?" Lin Ya asked.

The curtain was slowly lifted, revealing a girl with long, misty gray hair sitting inside the griffin carriage. Her limbs were bound by magnificent golden chains, which made a series of crisp sounds with each movement.

"Let's check on the situation in the West District first," Mu Ye said softly, lowering his eyes.

She jumped out of the car, the golden chains clanging against the ground and dragging as she walked.

Lin Ya frowned, truly unable to understand why the king was so fixated on this chain.

"Because he can't kill me, he can only subdue me in this way. As long as the chains aren't broken, I'll never be able to escape." Mu Yegui didn't care at all how different her current situation was from that of a slave; at least in her eyes, they were the same.

"Actually, there's another reason. Rumor has it that a beautiful dancer will be presented to the king in three days, and he thinks I'm in the way, so he sent me here." She wouldn't do anything to that dancer, so why was she so nervous, as if she was afraid the dancer would find out?

This isn't the first time this lecherous dragon has done something like this; it's probably used to it by now.

Although Lin Ya's eyes were covered by a black cloth, he still seemed to care a lot about the golden chain dragging on the ground on Mu Yegui's feet. He looked hesitant, as if he was thinking about something.

"Lord Linya! A strange note has been found here!" Tia shouted from afar.

Lin Ya was slightly taken aback, then quickly ran over.

This is a piece of paper made of parchment, almost impossible to find in this era. The writing on it is somewhat strange, giving it an incomplete feel. Besides this, there is also a strange string of characters… [tír na nóg]
"What is this?" Tia asked, handing it to Lin Ya.

In this era, clay tablets were still the mainstream material, and parchment was extremely rare, perhaps even unique. However, the incomplete writing on it suggests that there might be others of the same kind.

Mu Yegui glanced at the parchment but didn't say anything, remaining silent from beginning to end.

The attendant glanced at her disdainfully, then looked at the golden chains on her feet, a knowing look flashing across his face. However, since Mu Yegui did not speak, he did not take any action against her.

"Where was it found?" Lin Ya asked.

"It was found in the palm of an emaciated old man, who was clutching it tightly before he died," Tia said softly, pointing to the old man whose face was covered with a white sheet.

"Have you checked everyone else?" Lin Ya casually handed it to Mu Yegui and turned to ask.

"I haven't had time yet... I'll check right away!" Tia said, pulling her attendant away with her.

Lin Ya approached Mu Yegui, frowning as he looked at the strange characters on the screen, and said, "I feel like I've seen something similar somewhere before, but I can't remember where..."

“When the king kept daily records, he would use characters like these, which tended to be a kind of habit, a habit of the gods,” Mu Yegui said, pointing to the divine language above.

“Divine language…that’s troublesome. Perhaps some god is involved, but the king ordered an attack on all the gods. If that one unfortunately dies, we might never find out the truth,” Lin Ya said thoughtfully.

"Generally speaking, only gods know divine language, and some gods use their own special languages ​​(divine language is a system of languages, not just one language; different gods have different language habits, similar to dialects). However, it's possible that they teach this language to their trusted followers. If you think about it this way, you'll find that there are a great many beings who know divine language, but because they only learned the language of the god they serve, they are difficult to discover and are very well hidden. Perhaps this old man is one of them..."

Mu Yegui walked to the old man's body, turned him over, and tore open the back of his clothes to reveal mysterious totems painted with black pigment.

"Do you know which god's totem this belongs to?" Mu Yegui asked.

Surprisingly, Lin Ya remained silent.

Mu Yegui tilted her head and looked at him, without any intention of urging him, but simply waiting quietly for him to speak.

“Skataher, the personal mark of the Queen of the Underworld’s ‘Shadow Kingdom’.” Lin Ya clenched his fists, seemingly trying to control his emotions, and said through gritted teeth.

Mu Yegui walked to another corpse and did the same thing as before. The patterns on their backs were exactly the same as those on the old man's corpse.

"It seems the Queen overlooked an important figure when she sent out the invitations. Now it's her turn to be angry. The dead here were probably all forcibly taken from them by that Skatech Queen, who then branded them with her mark of ownership as if in defiance." Mu Yegui casually crumpled the parchment in his hand into a ball and threw it behind him as if it were trash.

She looked down at the fleeting black mark on her hand and suddenly said, "Looks like she's found her next target."

[tír na nóg] This is Irish.

Divine language is the collective term for the languages ​​of God; it is a system of languages, not just one language, and each deity may have its own language. Although there is a common language, it is limited to communication between gods. Before close followers, they primarily use their own exclusive language. A simple example is similar to dialects, but some gods even have corresponding written forms.

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