681. After the conclusion of the meeting

Chapter 681: After the Meeting
Hearing the situation reported by apprentice Joshua, Taran El and Ted Reel looked at each other almost simultaneously, and before the latter could speak, Taran had already taken the initiative to turn his head and speak to the apprentice: “Second cabinet door to the left of the tin cupboard by the window in the next room, blue paper tape box – run for it! ”

“Ah …… good!!!” Joshua gave a panicked assent, turned his head and darted out of the room – followed by a series of noises of bumping into something in the corridor and the commotion of rummaging through the cupboards in the next room – before Ted Rielle was almost worried that this adventurous young man wasn’t planning to tear the building down, he came running back in a flurry, encapsulated box of files in hand.

Ted Riel removed the records from the file box, compared them with the paper tape Joshua had just delivered to the room, and went over to the hospital bed where Taran Elle lay, holding both records out to the latter for inspection.

Taran-El’s eyes fell on the old and new paper tapes, recognizing every peak and trough in them, his deep color growing steadily heavier.

“Is it the same signal?” The voice of the Secret Keeper of Truth sounded from the side.

“Excluding the distortion caused by interference as well as the possible error generated by the instrument itself …… it should be the same signal right.” Taran El said with a serious expression.

“…… This is the ‘light signal’ previously recorded by Ms. Lucrecia on the Radiant Star,” Ted Riel stared at the record previously sealed in the paper tape box, his expression thoughtfully, “is a message released from the internal cycle of the ‘light body’ during the extinction of the sun, but we have so far been unable to decipher its meaning ……”

He jerked his head up and looked out the window at the sky.

The sun was slowly approaching the rooftops of the distant buildings, the brilliant double runic circles glowing in the sky, the magnificent corona still radiating infinite light and heat – the time was approaching dusk, but Vision 001 itself did not show any signs of going out.

However, the “Luminous Geometry” located in the vicinity of Lightwind Harbor suddenly began to emit this strange “signal” that had appeared during the extinction of the sun. …… Why is this?
“Has this signal been repeating itself?” Taran El asked his students.

“Yes …… yes,” Joshua nodded his head in a panic, obviously nervous, “this signal has been repeated three times by the time the observatory sent the data over… …”

“What do you make of this?” Taran-El turned his head to his old friend.

“…… I’m going to make a trip to the observatory myself, these signals give off an unusual vibe, I always thought it was that strange ‘glowing geometry’ trying to make contact with the outside world… …’contact’, maybe I’ll go over there and find some clues,” Ted Reel said quickly, as he walked towards a coat rack not far away and grabbed his coat and hat, “Also tell this to the people who are working on the ‘The Fifth Ark’ assembly to a few of you, who may not yet have observed the anomaly on their side ……”

The Truth Keeper made ready to go out, and picked up his heavy book of many miraculous arts, and opened the page depicting the “Door”, but suddenly he stopped, and raised his eyes to look at the great scholar lying on the sickbed.

Taran El suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness: “…… What are you looking at me for?”

“If anything happens to the sun again this time, you give me an honest lie in bed – your last shocking act has already affected the safety assessment of the entire academy.”

“Nonsense! My lumbar discs are now pushing up to my big crotch where else can I go!” Taran Ayton glared at that moment, as if he was going to fly up and bite someone if his lumbar vertebrae didn’t really allow it, “You think I’m willing to fly above the school building and the bell tower?”

However Ted Reel sniffed and shook his head, “…… Experience has taught me that a herniated lumbar disc doesn’t completely stop your curiosity – as long as the target is valuable enough for research, you are able to get up from your hospital bed. ”

While saying this, this Truth Keeper of Secrets unhurriedly came to the hospital bed of the great scholar, and casually knocked on his own Book of Miracles – a small and illusory scalpel then appeared in his hand.

Taran El instantly realized what he had just been upset about, and instantly exclaimed, “What are you doing …… I’m warning you Ted …… No… … TMD you can’t!”

Ted Riel, however, didn’t care in the slightest about the Great Scholar’s protests, as he pointed the scalpel remotely at Taran Elle and nodded three times in the air, “This will effectively confine you to this bed – don’t worry, I’ll cure you when I get back.”

“Ted you XX’s! The God of Wisdom didn’t give you the knowledge of disease and healing to do this! I …… (Elven foul language) (Lightwind Harbor foul language) (unpleasant vulgarity)!!!”

The room resounded with the great scholar’s emotional but no longer quite so full-blooded yelling, yet the Truthkeeper had already turned and walked into a large door that had floated out of thin air, leaving the room with only Joshua, a hand-wringing apprentice, at a loss for words to face his teacher.

“…… What are you looking at, why don’t you bring me my teacher’s hemorrhoid cream!”

“Oh …… oh!”

…… The main part of the meeting was over – after enough information had been exchanged and a series of explicit “cooperation agreements” had been reached, Duncan adjourned the meeting with several of the church leaders present.

But unlike a normal “meeting”, there were no flashbulbs, no reporters to record the precious moments, no photographs or images to leave any information from the meeting – not even a page of the agreement on paper.

Because what they discussed here is too sensitive, so that any form of record of the meeting may have an unforeseen “change” at a future date.

But all the participants did not mind this, because they believed that the testimony of the four gods was sufficient.

The bishops left the meeting first – Lucrecia’s servants took the guests to a temporary rest area on the deck, where tea and snacks had been prepared in advance, and in half an hour there would be a small barbecue on the deck.

Many of the attendees are still a little unreal, after all, …… under the sea breeze, enjoying a sumptuous dinner on the deck of the Lost Country – even the world’s most imaginative poets and playwrights are afraid not to dare to conceive of this scene in a clear mind. scene.

Other participants had another level of concern – they were still worried about the “safety of the food” on the ship, and although they now accepted that “Captain Duncan was human and had established a relationship with the Church”, they were still concerned about the “safety of the food” on board. “Although they have now accepted the fact that Captain Duncan is human and has established a partnership with the Church, they still feel that something harmful to the health and well-being of the general public may be present on the ship, especially at the so-called “barbecue party”.

…… Actually, they were quite right to worry.

But it doesn’t work.

Because it was not time to return to the Ark – the four Popes remained in the meeting room, and the “closed session” after the public meeting was the really important part.

“Now that we’re the only ones left here,” Duncan looked to the four sitting across from him in the hall that had suddenly become quiet and empty due to the departure of the bishops, “we can discuss things that are less appropriate to bring to the table.”

“Where would you like to start?” Helena said, “We will answer all your questions as best we can.”

“…… It’s not really much of a query,” Duncan spoke thoughtfully and without delay, “It’s just that I’d like to know if those operations you’ve been doing in the border waters . . were they intended to be hidden from the city-states forever? I’m not referring to the search for the Gods, but the search for the New Voyage. If you do find a new route, how do you plan to persuade the city-states, who were previously ignorant of these plans, to carry out a mass migration of population on this scale? And all those other ambitious ‘migration’ plans ……”

At this point he paused, his expression beginning to turn serious: “To be honest, they do sound exciting, but if you calm down and think about it, you can perceive that there are too many hasty decisions in them, as well as too many taken-for-granted elements, especially since you intend to accomplish these ‘feats’ on your own without hiding them from the entire world ‘ – what do you think the real success rate is?”

“…… Hiding it is also a hopeless situation, there’s too much information that can’t be made known to ordinary people, and those ‘secrets’ involving the borders could easily lead to a catastrophe when leaked to ordinary city-states… “Helena sighed, “Of course, you’re right to question it, there was too much haste and thought in these plans, and in any case, these large-scale operations can’t be hidden forever …… All I can say to that is that we could not have initially not expect the situation to deteriorate so rapidly.”

“We initially planned all this on a span of centuries,” Frem nodded from the sidelines, “With enough time as a buffer, we could have relied on a succession of generations to smoothly move these things along, and also had more energy to screen and process the border-related intelligence and pass them safely to the various city-states, now …… can only say that the time is too short.”

“Time, ah …… time is indeed too short,” Duncan sighed softly, knowing that what Helena and Frem had said was the unavoidable truth, so instead of dwelling on the topic, he turned his head to Vanna next to him after a sigh of relief. “Let’s talk about something else then. Vanna, don’t you have something to say to His Excellency Frem?”

Sitting across the table, the tall, gray-complexioned Pope Frem, the Fire Bearer, was slightly stunned, and immediately afterward, as if realizing what was going on, he adjusted his seating position and looked at Vanna with a serious and earnest gaze.

Vanna, on the other hand, stood up after slightly nodding her head and turned towards the corner of the hall – a few moments later, she returned in front of the crowd carrying an extraordinarily huge object.

It was the “cane” that Tarakin had left behind.

“You be careful with the beams ……” Duncan couldn’t help but warn from the side, “and the pillars ……”

Vanna nodded, careful not to break anything in the hall with the tree-trunk-like ‘cane’, and slowly placed it on the table in front of everyone.

“This is the ‘Chronicle Pillar’.”

(End of chapter)