The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Chapter 109 - 109 Three Nightmare_2

?Chapter 109: Chapter Three: Nightmare_2 Chapter 109: Chapter Three: Nightmare_2 Thinking of this, Komer subconsciously shook his head. Just as the other party had warned him, whether it is fact or not, without absolute superior strength, you’d best not delve into the true authenticity of history. Any impulsive action would only lead to the destruction of both body and spirit. Indeed, it would be worth it for the Church of Light to retrieve these things at all costs, but what puzzled Komer was, under the circumstances at the time, the Thunderhorse Knights could have simply searched the body to eliminate all worries. Why hadn’t they realized this issue at the time and only killed the thief and left, only to come to this realization later?

Komer didn’t believe that this was due to the negligence of the Thunderhorse Knights. There must be some hidden reason. Either the Thunderhorse Knights were only executing the single task of killing the target and were unaware of the items on the thief, or they didn’t know of these items at all and pursued the thief at great lengths because the thief himself had a value worth their relentless chase. Whichever reason it was proved that the zombie thief still under his control was of considerable value.

The matter was becoming more complicated and intriguing. If it was as the last emperor of the Dark Empire, a figure as elusive as a ghost, had said, then Komer himself indeed might have the chance to witness the magnificent Dark Chapel. Despite the fall of the Dark Empire, this didn’t mean everything it left behind had vanished. Perhaps there would be unexpected gains. However, the Dark Chapel was located to the northeast of the Kingdom of Nicosia, in the eastern regions of the Mogan Wilderness—places so dangerous that even the beastmen refused to settle nearby. Save for adventurers, no one from the Blue Continent would go there.

Thinking of the Dark Chapel, Komer’s thoughts drifted to Damarlinsk Castle within his territory. The curse of the Demon God was dismissed as nonsense by the last emperor—in his view, except for the Demonic Domain, which was a sheer wasteland, any place in the Blue Continent could be considered an easy path. Kennifer III’s grandiosity would make anyone look on in awe. Komer didn’t know if this self-proclaimed tyrant of a past life truly possessed the power against the sky, but his outrageous words did ease some of Komer’s fears. After all, unknown things are always the most frightening, and the strong Dark Magic Force from the Black Jade Demon Crystal that had merged into his body reassured Komer. No matter what lay hidden there, with his robust Dark Magic Force and considerable knowledge of magic, Komer could quickly master this power. Perhaps solving the mystery of Damarlinsk Castle would fall upon him.

Leaning lazily against the backrest, Komer’s expression shifted between light and shadow. This nightmare had come too abruptly. In fact, he had had some premonitions earlier; before each time his magic abilities improved, his sleep would be disturbed by inexplicable dream visions—giants, Beamon, dragons, skeletons, magical beasts, puppets, zombies, Elves, a myriad of races and creatures flickering through his mind like passing shadows, elusive when he tried to grasp them, indistinct and chaotic. But today’s dream vision peeled back the layers of mystery from those strange encounters. The Guide of Dark Demon God Hades, the heir of darkness, that title had unexpectedly fallen upon him. It seemed almost ludicrous, yet somehow, it felt like a stroke of destined coincidence.

If what Kennifer III said was true, he was undeniably the greatest tragic figure in this continent-shaking Great War. However, he himself seemed to have little regret or remorse for the fate that decided both his doom and that of the entire Dark Empire. Komer couldn’t understand this. Was it true, as he said, that a true man could only claim genuine love after being betrayed and deceived by the woman he cherished, yet remained unwavering? Such an assertion was utterly preposterous, and Komer believed he would never comprehend this.

The image of Tracy’s elegant face flickered through his mind and faded away. Komer could now control his emotions quite well. Although the bygones still bubbled up in his heart occasionally, they had gradually settled into tranquility. Time is the best medicine for healing all emotional wounds—a wise saying gleaned from Komer’s personal experience. Still, seeing the stubborn and passionate light in Kennifer III’s eyes, undiminished by centuries, Komer began to doubt the authenticity of his own feelings. What was it to continually dedicate oneself to a woman who had betrayed him and even led to his own death and the downfall of his kingdom, without regret until death? Was it pathological obsession or deep-seated love? Komer could not say. But could such emotions still be called feelings?

Komer didn’t want to delve further into the romantic history of Kennifer III. In his view, the tale of Kennifer III’s reason being clouded by emotion, resulting in a fatal end and the fall of his kingdom, was all too common a story. The only difference was the complex mix of forces and countries involved, to the extent that a saintess of the Bright Holy Teaching could even assume the role of a femme fatale, which still came as a surprise to him.

Although Kennifer III hoped that the dark chapter of history shrouded in the smoke of time could be uncovered at the right moment, Komer made it clear to him not to hold out too much hope. He could make empty promises, but in reality, it would be difficult to fulfill. For one, the power of the Church of Light and the nations involved was too formidable; and secondly, he was just a minor lord from the countryside, who was currently struggling to maintain his own survival. To reach a level where he could disregard the strength of those powers was simply an unattainable fantasy. He couldn’t agree to a request with no assurance.

Nevertheless, Komer remained deeply interested in the captivating segments of history shared with him. Many details were not accessible to the average person, and at certain times, perhaps he could play an unexpected role. Kennifer III’s romantic experiences were indeed worthy of song and tears, and the tragic fate of Saintess Uma was equally lamented. However, Komer admired most the Bright Holy Teaching which lurked behind various national powers. Its ability to unite these nations and overthrow the zenith-reaching Dark Empire at the critical moment was a testament to the emergence of outstanding figures within the Bright Holy Teaching.

The Dark Empire, a piece of history intentionally buried by those with an agenda, had curiously crossed Komer’s path through bizarre circumstances. Would he be the one to unveil this chapter of history?

Gazing at the buildings gradually appearing on the horizon, Komer looked enviously at the vast plains beneath the vast sky, where the city abruptly rose. This was the central territory of Duke Zellin, the largest lord of the Empire—the Galle Region, a plain far more expansive and fertile than the Busen Plain under Duke Philip’s rule. Spanning hundreds of kilometers, the Galle Region boasted endless stretches of good farmland, an extensive irrigation system, well-developed road networks, and a canal that cut through from East to West. The capital of the Galle Region, Gutenberg, was located right beside this canal, which was the city now before Komer’s eyes.

As the kingdom’s largest grain-producing area, it was undoubtedly the biggest grain trading market, and also a hub for many other crucial materials. The canal extending from Gutenberg to Natway was the most important connection between the Nether Sea coastal areas and the inland territories of the Blue Continent. Its busyness ranked within the top three even on the vast Blue Continent. The continental highway running north to south cut through the city, and its importance was self-evident both militarily and commercially. The vital transport hub and core position as a grain-producing area established Duke Zellin at a stature in the kingdom that could parallel His Majesty the King himself, making Duke Zellin’s Finance Officer the biggest creditor of the kingdom’s Ministry of Finance. Furthermore, the Nirvana Knights stationed in Gutenberg was the second most powerful Knights order in the kingdom, only surpassed by the Fire Shadow Knights that served directly under His Majesty the King.

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