Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 504 - 504 505 Echoes of the Apocalypse

?Chapter 504: Chapter 505: Echoes of the Apocalypse Chapter 504: Chapter 505: Echoes of the Apocalypse Light Breeze Harbor, one of the City-States closest to the Civilization Frontier, has been an important stronghold for the Academy of Truth and the Explorers’ Association since the day it was founded.

A thousand years ago, a fleet led by Elf scholars drifted into the frontier due to a storm and discovered this large island that wasn’t documented in any existing records.

According to these records, this fleet was chased by the storm for seven whole days. On the exhausted morning of the eighth day, land suddenly appeared in the sunlight between the storm’s gaps. The explorers were ecstatic, mustering their last bit of strength to steer their ships toward the shore. As they approached this unfamiliar island, the storm’s intensity suddenly weakened. By the time the fleet members could see the lush vegetation on the island, the storm had completely dissipated, leaving only a light breeze in the surrounding waters—thus, the explorers named this large island “Light Breeze”, which later became the name of the new colony.

Many City-States were discovered by explorers wandering the seas, and these discovery processes are often accompanied by more or less thrilling or legendary stories. The truth of such legends is hard to discern, but the discovery and establishment of Light Breeze Harbor are always considered “detailed and reliable” for a simple reason—because this City-State was established by Elves.

The explorer captain who initially discovered the island is now the Governor of this City-State—also serving as the president of the Explorers’ Association.

Sala Mel stood on the terrace of the official residence, gazing at the streets bathed in “sunlight” far away, looking at this City-State that he and his colleagues had gradually established and which had flourished to this day. Steam patrol walkers were parading down the streets, and the clear ringing of bicycle bells resounded; citizens were preparing to start their day’s work. Nearby, on the “high tower”, the Elf-styled dome was slowly opening, driven by mechanical devices. Heavy filters and lenses rose from the top of the tower, slowly adjusting their angles to track the rising sun.

The Elf Governor slightly squinted his eyes, wrinkles piling up at the corners.

Even for the long-lived elves, Sala Mel was no longer young; wrinkles had gradually begun to appear on his forehead since three hundred years ago. The characteristically golden hair of the elves was now frosted white. He had transformed from a lively explorer captain into a somber, yet frail old man, but one aspect remained unchanged—he was still curious about the world.

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