Of course, we cannot rule out the point, that it’s just an innate skill of an exotic civilization. Roland thought, for now, the important point is to remember, that “The Devil” is not an invincible enemy, they can be killed.
“In addition to the Devil, we also saw a city floating in the sky,” Leaves added, “No matter how far we moved into its direction, it always stayed just in front of us. Lightning has mentioned something similar to it in her stories, I think she called it a mirage.”
“Can you also draw a picture of the city?” Roland asked in Soraya’s direction.
She nodded, summoned her pen once more, and begun to paint a city floating in the sky just as Leaves had said
Roland viewed the picture carefully, but he was unable to get much information from the vague scenery. Even if the city displayed in the picture really is only a mirage, it still means that somewhere within the wildlands there has to be the real one. There seemed to be red clouds above the city, maybe this is the gas that is needed by the Devils. This explanation is much more reasonable than thinking about aliens, after all, the vast wide lands behind the Impassable Mountain Range is a complete mystery zone, where for a long time no one had set their feet into, so detecting a new race isn’t too surprising.
“I heard from Nightingale and Wendy that Cara decided to look for the Holy Mountain after she read about it in an ancient book,” Roland asked. “Scroll, have you also read the book?”
Scroll hesitated for a moment but then she answered. “Cara didn’t allow anyone to read the book, but… I have still seen a little, but the text was quite messy yet… also incredible.”
“Can you make a copy of it and show me?”
“The text written in the book isn’t true, Your Royal Highness, that the Holy Mountain doesn’t exist confirmed this,” she sighed, but still raised her right hand, “I hope you won’t get confused by the book’s content.”
Suddenly a book out of golden light appeared midair, the book flipped open and its sides turned with an incredible speed, when the book came to its end, it fell directly into Scroll’s hands. “Your Highness, I hope you are the only person who will read it. I don’t want to see any of my sisters become like Cara.”
Roland took the book out Scroll’s hands and comforted her, “I got it.”
When the other witches left the office, Nightingale quietly appeared sitting on the couch. She had lifted up her robe, as usual, and placed both her feet on the table and chewed happily on a dried fish.
“You don’t want to see it?” Roland with a smile on his face, asked.
With a scoffing voice, she answered. “I’m not interested in anything that lunatic loved to look at.”
Roland shook his head, sat himself back behind the table and carefully opened the book. The pages felt just as if the book has become a reality.
Just like Scroll had said, most of the content was messed up. It seemed as if the text wasn’t written in the common language, at least the grammar wasn’t the same. Within the book a blood moon was mentioned, as well as a huge stone gate, but nowhere did he find any trace of the Holy City. In fact, apart from some words he was occasional able to understand, the meaning of many other words wasn’t clear for him. Most of the Book’s content he just couldn’t read – in the end his summary was: Even if I knew every word, I’m not sure if I would be able to understand it completely. I’m not sure if it is because of the short peek Scroll was only able to take, or if the book was just recorded this way.
Rolland skipped through the long passages, jumping straight to the end. Even so, the book was quite thick, it had very little content and most of its sides were blank. But when he turned to the last page, he suddenly saw a readable text. The previous neat writing became illegible, as it had been written down in a hurry, but the content was understandable and cleared many questions.
The first sentence still written in neat handwriting was “We have failed. Mortals cannot overcome the Devil.”