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Chapter 199 Old Enemy (We finally have news about that unofficial historian)

"I... I have information about the ruins of the Eldaria royal court! If you don't kill me, I'll tell you everything!"

"What did you say?" Caesar's expression changed instantly.

"You, your power must also be related to that royal court from back then, right? Everyone I've met who was connected to that royal court in the past has been interested in the ruins of that court! As long as you release me, I will tell you everything!"

Serwyn stared at his body, which was almost turned to ash, and spoke rapidly, driven by his survival instinct.

Caesar looked at the Scroll of Illusions, but it seemed quite innocent:

I genuinely don't know this. I haven't been with it all the time, so there's a lot of information I don't have.

Caesar lowered his gaze. The other party's words had been incredibly revealing. Why did it recognize the power of the royal court? And who were these "people connected to the royal court"?
"Um, I beg you, can you think about it later? Can you let me go now? I'm about to die!" Seren pleaded pitifully.

Caesar raised his gaze, glanced at the quill pen lying on the ground burning fiercely, and withdrew the law he had established.

Having survived the ordeal, Fantasy immediately had Serwyn lift up his original body. At this moment, the entire quill pen was burned beyond recognition. This was not only a destruction of its appearance, but also a scorching of its original power. It would take quite a while to recover from this level of damage.

"Damn it, I finally recovered from my last injury and now I'm injured again." Serwyn held the quill pen in both hands, his face full of worry.

She looked up and saw Caesar standing before her, coldly staring at her.
"What you just said, you better be true."

Serwyn shrank his neck slightly, but his expression softened considerably.

It was a lucky gamble; the boy really did have connections to the royal court of Eldarria and was interested in that place.

"I... I can tell you everything I know, but you have to let me go,"

"Are you trying to negotiate with me?" Caesar sneered, then raised his hand to activate the law again.

"Wait, wait! If you don't want to let me go, at least spare my life! As far as my role is concerned, just wanting to live is no problem, right?" she immediately shouted again.

"Whether I kill you or not depends on your future usefulness to me. Now, if you dare to utter another word, I'll burn you to ashes right now," Caesar said coldly.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" Fantasy Customization had no choice but to shout.

"It's like this. About seventy years ago, I participated in an operation by a secret organization that claimed to be bringing the consciousness of some god into reality."

"Gods? What gods?" Caesar asked.

"Well, I don't know the specifics. I only participated because I thought it would be fun. I often heard them shouting things like 'Lord of Original Sin' during their gatherings. I thought they were all talking nonsense. In the end, the summoning ritual failed, and the organization was wiped out by the Holy Order," Serwyn said.

Caesar remained silent for a few seconds, then nodded to signal her to continue.

"Those people were eventually wiped out by the Holy Order, but I was still within the organization at the time, so I thought I'd search around to see if they had anything interesting. Then I found a black map with a lot of complicated terrain maps drawn on it."

"At the time, I didn't know what was drawn on it, but I thought it was interesting, so I took it. Later, they burned down the organization's stronghold, and that thing has been with me ever since."

“At first, I didn’t realize what it was. It wasn’t until later, when I was talking to a learned old sorcerer, that I remembered the map. I visualized it for him, and he was shocked to tell me that it was a topographical map of the ruins of the Eldaria royal court. It clearly showed the entrance, secret passages, biological clusters, safe zones, and dangerous areas! If I gave it to the kingdom’s ruins exploration agency, I would definitely get a very large reward.” After she finished speaking, she looked at Caesar and found that his expression was frighteningly sinister.

Regardless of whether the object is real or fake, if it is indeed a topographical map of the royal court ruins, then what kind of being could so thoroughly depict the entire terrain and every detail of the royal court, in a place so dangerous that even great hero-level sorcerers dare not easily approach the ruins?

And why would something like this fall into the hands of a mysterious cult?

"So where is the stuff now?" Caesar asked.

"Uh, I gave it to that old sorcerer. He traded it to me for something."

Seeing Caesar's face instantly darken, Serwyn quickly added:
"I can take you to her! Don't worry, she's still alive! Her things are definitely with her!"

"What's her name?" Caesar asked.

Those who can tell it's a map of the royal court ruins must know that the old sorcerer mentioned in Fantasy Customization is no ordinary person.

"I think her name is Wendy Carol. She's also an author, specializing in books about the Eldaria Empire. She's also half Isaac, which is why she's lived so long. What's wrong with you?"

Serwyn noticed that Caesar's expression seemed off again.

This time, it seems to be an unexpected surprise?

Wendy Carol—Caesar certainly remembered the name, for she was the author of the first history book he read as an infant after his resurrection.
In her book "Civilization Emerges from Savagery," this great writer not only offered a scathing critique of Rean's various sins as emperor, but also vividly depicted his forbidden love with Greta, providing a valuable source of inspiration for later historians.

How could Caesar forget her?
That was the first person he decided to kill.

When he grew up, he also tried to collect information about the author of this book, but he learned that the author had retired more than 30 years ago. Now he could not get any information, so he had to temporarily put aside his plan to find this nemesis.

I never expected to hear news about my old nemesis here again. What a coincidence!

Sensing the increasingly cold expression on the person in front of him, Serwyn shrank back somewhat intimidated.

“You, that,” she hesitated tentatively.

“Take me to her, and I’ll spare your life,” Caesar said.

"That's all right, Madam." Serwyn breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now release this girl from your control and shut down your private kingdom," Caesar commanded.

"Ah, this is still a bit difficult for me." Serwyn picked up the tattered quill pen, looking troubled.

"I no longer have the ability to sever the connection with the realm unless the girl wakes up on her own."

(End of this chapter)