Book 3: Chapter 328: Dream of the Twins

Arriving at the middle level of the high tower, Sylutia found the mage stationed there. After a brief conversation, the other party activated the communication Ritual Magic Array. An extremely thin pillar of light rose up, disappearing into the clouds.

Tens of thousands of kilometers away in the distant southern Hidden Grove, a pillar of light soon appeared as well, entering the high tower below. A crisp chime of bells rang out, loud enough for everyone inside the tower to hear.

"There's a communication. Let's go take a look." The mages stationed there rose upon hearing the news. Soon the equipment was connected, and then a blurry luminous figure materialized within the magic array.

"It's Lady Hedra." They of course recognized her, especially since this tower had been established in the Hidden Grove under Hedra's own initiative.

"Hello, everyone." Sylutia gave a simple greeting, then got straight to business. She told them about the situation with the Blood Clan in the north, then outlined the methods for them.

First, contact several masters in the Hidden Grove. Then, report the Blood Clan's situation. After that, take her token to find the representatives of the White Scroll Herb Jar and explain the plague afflicting the Blood Clan. The other party would understand the urgency of the situation.

"In a few days, I will also return to the Hidden Grove to dispatch personnel and supplies." After finishing her instructions, the stationed mages here asked a few more details. Once everything was clarified, the stationed personnel began to act.

After it was over, Sylutia mused in silence for a while, glanced at the sky not far away, then left this place.

Ten minutes later, she appeared in the grand library of Tetis District, where she found Amelie in conversation with a mage borrowing books.

Seeing this young woman, who should have been in the Blood Clan territory in the north, appear here, Amelie was quite surprised.

"I've already selected the books you need. Take them back and read them first. If you have questions, come ask me again."

"Yes, Miss Amelie."

The other party nodded, collected the books, and turned to leave. Just then, a graceful silver figure walked past him, causing him to look up in surprise. He saw Amelie, who had just been speaking with him, now conversing with this silver-haired arrival.

"Amelie, do you know anything about the 'Silver Radiance Church'?" Sylutia figured some matters could no longer be kept suppressed.

Currently, the plague's threat was growing ever greater, spreading from the Mage Alliance to the Blood Clan territory in the north. She had also heard that the Hidden Grove had suffered an outbreak, only it had been discovered early and promptly contained.

If, within the next ten years after the Sinking Fog season, a similar plague were to appear again, would that not be adding calamity upon calamity? Moreover, the situation across the entire continent had now reached an extremely dangerous point.

The plague's spread was not a stable linear progression, but an exponential eruption. Once it broke past a certain critical point, even with targeted remedies and countermeasures, it would be impossible to stop its explosive expansion. By then, it would be too late to say anything.

"The Silver Radiance Church? I do know some materials, enough to know its founder and general deeds. But as for many of the more specific details, I don't know them."

Although Amelie was only Fifth Tier, when it came to breadth of knowledge, she could likely rank within the top ten of the entire Mage Alliance. She could read virtually any book in the grand library without restriction. Even certain dangerous, forbidden knowledge she could peruse freely.

If even she said she didn't know much, then it was certain that the history of the 'Silver Radiance Church' had indeed been all but purged in those years, leaving only a few orally transmitted anecdotes and names.

"Here's the situation." Sylutia took Amelie's hand and walked quickly, wanting to find a relatively safe and secluded place to tell her.

Meanwhile, that mage who had been borrowing books watched the two stunningly beautiful young women walk hand in hand into the library.

"How lovely. To think Miss Amelie has such a close friend."

Arriving at the upper floor of the library, inside Amelie's own small living quarters, Sylutia pulled the other to sit down.

Seeing Ti Ya so excited, Amelie felt a wave of curiosity, as if this were the first time she had seen Ti Ya looking so driven. Normally she did things neither hurriedly nor slowly, never anxious.

"Amelie, the Blood Clan situation in the north has also taken a bad turn recently." The young woman organized her words, then began with what had happened in the Blood Clan territory.

After telling Amelie about the Blood Clan's circumstances, Sylutia also recounted what she had witnessed along her journey.

"I have a premonition that this plague will not end easily, and afterward, even more dire circumstances may arise."

"When I was once exploring the Shadow World and the 'Land of the Moon,' I was extremely fortunate to obtain the inheritance of the 'Silver Radiance Church.' We were once split apart while resisting the Mad Crow Riot of the Fourth Epoch, and accumulated a great deal of experience and secret arts for managing plagues."

"In the past, I always had concerns, because the destruction of the Silver Radiance Church was connected to the replacement of the Luminous Moon Hours. Some of the factions involved back then still have remnants even now, and moreover, it is also tied to the current Luminous Moon Hours."

"Therefore, I never publicly displayed these secret arts. I only studied a portion of them myself."

"But the current situation has reached a most urgent point. Some matters can no longer be considered. I want to pass on to you the vast amount of records and secret arts contained within them, so that you can help teach and instruct more people, and then use them to save the current situation."

"Of course, the specific course of action still needs to be discussed with the several Majesties. However, I may not have much time to remain here, so I can only first pass the knowledge to you, and have you coordinate with the Majesties."

"I understand. Leave it to me." Hearing it was about this matter, Amelie did not hesitate and agreed directly.

"Thank you. In that case, afterward I will guide you into a dream, using the dream to convey those past events and contents to you."

The contents recorded in the three holy scriptures had already been imprinted into Sylutia's mind. It was difficult for her to convert such an enormous amount of content into text or inscribe it into Memory Gems in a short time.

The best method she could think of at present was, just as she had once experienced Colevanti's entire life through Carmilla's dream, to rapidly transmit the century's worth of the Silver Radiance Church's secret arts and experience to Amelie. Only this young woman blessed by the Secret Word could memorize it in such a short time and pass it on perfectly without the slightest distortion.

Much of the content of secret history and transcendent secret arts could not be transmitted through text alone, just like the wondrous Rhythms of the Breathing Technique. Each person's was somewhat different, but as long as a person who understood the Breathing Technique demonstrated it before you, and then guided your bloodline to follow that sensation, you could learn it relatively easily.

Regarding the secret arts of the many schools, beyond the parts on paper, there was also the oral instruction and personal demonstration that existed off the page. The various details and peculiar Rhythms were very difficult to record through ordinary means. The experience within a dream was already the closest possible way, and the only way to perceive those strange Rhythms.

But this method of transmission demanded extremely high standards from both parties. Some did not even fully grasp it themselves, let alone teach others, while others, even upon entering the dream, were muddled and turbid, completely unable to understand or comprehend.

Only because Sylutia and Amelie had lived together for a long time, and both possessed exceptionally high talent and mutual rapport, could knowledge be transmitted through this method.

Once preparations were ready, Sylutia cast dream-related magic. First, she caused Amelie to fall asleep, then brought her forehead close to the other's brow. Then, embracing Amelie, she too slowly entered a dream. The two people's dreams gradually established a connection, and she drew Amelie into her own dream.

The scene from several thousand years ago appeared once more. The two of them stood hand in hand before that blazing inferno, gazing at the corpses burning ahead, the crow perched coldly upon the tree, the countless sounds of weeping coming from all around. The scenes of the Mad Crow Riot were gradually experienced by the two of them.