Mystery: The Silver Key

Chapter 386 Another Name

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Cyril felt the ground beneath his feet shake, and a colossal dragon, as tall as a small mountain, suddenly brought its head close to his face.

He could even see his own reflection in those pale gold vertical pupils.

A moment later, Erihog retracted the giant lizard-like head, and his deep voice echoed again: "It is indeed Levihard. The things on you are too complicated; I didn't notice them just now."

After a brief pause, He continued, "Where did you see Levihard? What does it look like there now?"

"Livihed was hidden in a book called 'The Travels of Grosser,' where..."

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Beside the man and the dragon, Audrey listened intently to their conversation, her mind churning with thoughts that, despite having mentally prepared herself beforehand, could not calm down.

Levi-Hilde!

Is it the Levi-Hilde from the Silver City mythology given by Mr. "Sun"? The divine kingdom of Angorweid, the "Dragon King" of the Second Age?

An ancient god's kingdom was hidden in a book, and Mr. "Fate" even went inside!

This is truly, truly incredible; it's like the kind of adventure I've always imagined.

Just now, Mr. Gu Long mentioned a dragon known for its wisdom. Was it also an ancient dragon?

Mr. Gu Long, Erdfana, and the dragon known for its wisdom perfectly match Mr. Destiny's statement that there are only three ancient dragons left.

Mr. Gu Long just discussed the "Lord of Storms" and "Eternal Sun" from the Seven Gods together. Does this imply something?

Could it be...?

Audrey felt that the thoughts swirling in her mind were somewhat blasphemous, but the more she felt this way, the more her thoughts wandered, experiencing a thrilling sense of voyeurism:

The dragon that Mr. Gu Long mentioned, known for its wisdom, refers to the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" among the Seven Gods.

This... is completely different from what is recorded in the church scriptures. Is the true identity of a true god actually one of the three ancient dragons that are still alive?

If that being is truly the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," then do the five paths mentioned by Mr. Gu Long refer to the five interchangeable paths of "audience," "reader," "sailor," "singer," and "secret inquirer"?

What exactly is this fragile balance? Are there some deeper secrets hidden within these five interchangeable adjacent paths?

Could it be that... once all five pathways reach sequence 0, they will inevitably have to fight each other under the influence of the aggregation effect?

As she pondered, the clouds that suddenly drifted by interrupted her thoughts.

Coming to her senses, Audrey suddenly realized that she had unknowingly found herself in a sea of ​​clouds.

She saw the slender silhouette of a giant dragon occasionally gliding through the drifting clouds, and a vast city, gray and white and ancient, as if carved from a single block of marble, exuding a sense of desolation and possessing an otherworldly style.

It floats among the clouds in the sky, like a city that has stepped out of a fantasy.

Livihed, the "City of Miracles"!

For no apparent reason, this name flashed through Audrey's mind.

Then she saw an ancient dragon descending from the sky, flapping its enormous membranous wings.

The other person landed on top of a gray-white stone pillar carved with ancient patterns, and a rather complex emotion was revealed in their pale gold vertical pupils.

He seemed different from before, but Audrey couldn't figure out where that difference came from.

Cyril looked at Erihog, and Erihog looked at Cyril; they remained silent for a long time.

As Cyril pondered how to break the silence, Erihog, perched atop the pillar, suddenly spoke: "I want to make a deal with you. Bring me 'The Travels of Groselle'..."

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Cyril shook his head slightly: "It's in the hands of the Church of Knowledge. Unless that person gives the go-ahead, I probably won't be able to bring it to you."

"He will agree," Erihog said with certainty. "What He really needs is a special being who can restrain Adam to a certain extent."

"Without Levihard from Grossell's Travels, and without the ability to retrieve Alshogod's Pen, I would just be an ordinary Sequence 2 angel, of no help to Him."

I'm the one who helped you return successfully, shouldn't you thank me first?

After mentally grumbling for a moment, Sirien nodded and said, "I can ask for you, but I can't guarantee it will be successful."

Given the level of attention Adam paid to me, it was almost certain that it wouldn't succeed.

"...Never mind." Erihog suddenly shook his head with a slight sigh, then tore off a grayish-white scale from his body and threw it at him.

"You can contact me through these scales. In return for what you just did, I will offer you two free assistance sessions."

"Erdena knows how to use it."

He paused, then added, "Don't carry it with you. I don't want to see that guy wearing a cross in front of me someday."

Before the words had even finished, Xiu had already flapped its wings and soared into the sky, its figure gradually shrinking until it was completely invisible.

The Levi-Hood woven from the sleeves quickly became transparent, and everything returned to its original state.

Sirion glanced at the gray-white scales in his hand, engraved with complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols. His spiritual intuition told him that he really shouldn't be carrying this with him.

After thinking for a moment, he handed the scale from Erihog to Miss Justice, who was standing nearby: "Miss Justice, could you please keep this scale for me for the time being?"

"You can keep it for yourself to study, or you can offer it as a sacrifice to Mr. 'Fool'."

"I think Erihog's advice was right; I'm not suited to carrying it around."

"Erihog? Is that the name of that ancient dragon from earlier?"

Audrey asked curiously, and at the same time reached out and took the grayish-white scale that Cyril handed her.

She was indeed very curious about this scale from the ancient dragon, and also because of her trust in the "Destiny" man at the Tarot meeting.

...And I prayed to Mr. Fool beforehand, and received his attention.

Cyril chuckled and nodded. "Yes, but He has another name now."

"What's your name?"

Audrey instinctively asked a follow-up question, then saw Cyril smile meaningfully and say, "Angelweid..."

Angelweid... Audrey's emerald green eyes widened for a moment, unblinking, and she even forgot to breathe.

Angelweid!

Isn't that the name of the ancient god "Dragon King"?

Above the gray fog, Klein was equally shocked to hear Sirion's words.

He now has another name... meaning, not long ago, Erihog was just Erihog?

What exactly happened just now?

Klein leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled every detail of the conversation between Sirion and Erihog that he had just witnessed.

Finally, the image in his mind froze on Erihogg's eyes, which revealed complex emotions, after Cyril finished recounting Leviside's situation.

"Is it Levihard?"

"But why did Erihogg transform into Angelweid after learning about Levishide's situation?"

"Could it be that Erihog is a special clone left behind by Angelweid, one of the backup plans for resurrection, without awakening its own self?"

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In the castle's bedroom, Audrey, who was lying quietly asleep on the bed, suddenly woke up.

She immediately glanced at her right hand, which was resting on her lower abdomen. Her hand, which had been half-clenched, now had a grayish-white scale that was almost as big as her palm.

The scales are covered with mysterious and three-dimensional symbols that seem to connect to something beyond the real world.

"They actually brought it out directly!"

Audrey was somewhat surprised by the scale's magic; it seemed to be able to appear freely in reality and in dreams.

"Hey, Audrey, you're awake?"

A gentle voice suddenly rang out, and Audrey subconsciously turned her head to look at the golden retriever sitting on the chair, its paws pressing down on an open book.

"Susie, I just had an adventure in my dream."

"Woof~"

Inside the cabin of the "Golden Dream," a pair of double doors woven from dazzling starlight silently appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Cyril came out from behind the door.

Behind him, the gate woven from glittering starlight quietly collapsed, turning into tiny starlight fragments that dissipated into the air.

He glanced at the crimson moonlight streaming in through the window, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the signs of the "Traveler's Potion" being digested within his body.

"The results were very good; it seems to have been a successful trip."

As he whispered, he suddenly turned his head and looked toward the aft deck.

Although he couldn't see anything, his spirit was touched, and it seemed that quite a few people were gathering there.

After hesitating for half a second, he took a step forward and his figure quietly disappeared from the room.

"Quickly, stop it!"

"pretty!"

"There's another one at the stern..."

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Amidst the clamor, Cyril's figure silently appeared beside Danitz.

The next second, a crimson flame rushed towards him, passing directly through his body and falling onto the distant sea.

"You piece of shit, what are you doing here?"

"Don't just suddenly appear behind someone; don't you know it's scary?"

Ignoring Danitz's complaints, Cyril looked at the pirates busy on the deck not far away and asked curiously, "What are you all doing?"

"Can't you tell? We're hunting fishmen."

Danitz pointed to a humanoid monster covered in fish scales that was haphazardly piled up not far away.

"Good luck tonight, Bucket." That guy discovered a fish-men's nest in the nearby waters.

"The fish-men's swim bladders are one of the main ingredients in the 'Sailor' potion,' which is quite valuable, and here, there's a whole horde of fish-men."

"Tonight's haul will definitely exceed a thousand gold pounds!"

As he said this, Danitz held up a finger in front of him.

"Isn't Edwina involved in something like this?" Klein's voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Cyril glanced back at him, not surprised; his intuition had already sensed the other's approach.

Danitz didn't react much, casually saying, "This is nothing, why would the captain need to get involved? If the crew weren't so idle, 'Water Bucket' and a few sailors could handle it."

As they were talking, Danitz suddenly took a step back, looking warily at the cold-faced Gehrman Sparrow, and said, "Let me make this clear first, this is the spoils of the entire 'Golden Dream.' You two aren't crew members of the 'Golden Dream,' so you can't participate in the distribution."

"However, you can join us for the barbecue party later, where there will be free food and drinks."

Cyril nodded thoughtfully. "So, after all that partying, will you still be able to get up for early class tomorrow morning?"

After he finished speaking, the once lively deck suddenly fell silent.

The pirates, whether chatting idly or dealing with the fishman corpses, all looked over, their eyes filled with intense emotions.

That was a fatal blow; one sentence ignited the hatred of the entire ship.

Could this guy have chosen the "apprentice" path because he was drawn to the "apprentices'" incredible ability to escape?

Klein paused to think for a moment, then stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "I have something I want to discuss with you."

Cyril nodded slightly, then "teleported" away from the deck with Klein.

Danitz glanced at the spot where the two had disappeared, then at the still silent crew members... What a bunch of bastards!

In the ship's mess hall, Cyril made himself two beers, found a table, and casually asked, "You want to ask about Erihog?"

Klein shook his head slightly: "The three remaining ancient dragons are Erdfana, Erihogg, and..."

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As he spoke, his gaze drifted toward the captain's cabin, but he didn't say anything more.

After taking a sip of his drink, Sirion nodded slightly: "It is Him."