The red moon returns

Chapter 499 The truth of history

Coming out and mixing, sooner or later I have to pay it back.

Lynch has nowhere to escape and must face the consequences of his own actions. No matter how well he hides, he will be pulled out of history and severely ravaged.

Yes, the people from the Archaeological Association received the letter sent by Milt's servant on express horse, and immediately rushed to Wilson Town overnight.

Ms. Skye has already gone back to the safe house, and before leaving, she solemnly entrusted the welcoming task to Lynch, using the excuse... no, the reason was that she could no longer hide and needed to go back to the room to avoid the hounds. But looking at her gloating expression at the end, Lynch always felt that she was saying, "Don't get me covered in blood."

Aren't we friends? Why are you treating us like this? And you two women, we are on the same side, right? Why are you acting like you deserve it and it's finally coming? And are you serious about taking a few steps back?
Lynch sighed and felt a little guilty looking at the scene in front of him.

Six carriages filled the small courtyard, and a group of familiar faces appeared in the field of vision. They all had gray hair, but they walked faster than anyone else.

Why are there so many people here? Did I make some mistake?
In fact, when Lynch asked Chairman Ole for help, he was sure that he would give him this face. He believed that even if he was just asking for help, the chairman would not refuse his request. Based on what he had done in the past few months, he was confident that he was qualified enough to ask this eighth-level expert, especially with the excavation of Zulgrasal on the agenda, and he saved the face of this group of experts at the Duke's Palace Ball, so it was even more impossible for the other party to refuse him.

So he found an excuse to get the Third Age plague for free, in order to avenge the other party for getting his knowledge for free last time.

The question is, if they came, why did they bring so many people with them, and they all had fierce looks in their eyes, as if they wanted to eat me.

"Hehe, Sir, let me introduce you to the colleagues in the association who are mainly engaged in the research of the history of the end of the Third Epoch. As soon as they heard that you had information related to the plague at the end of the Third Epoch, they all came. I couldn't stop them. Hey, Mr. Leviv, judging from your expression, you must be aware of the significance of what you are saying to archaeology and history."

???

What the hell? Does this even make sense?
At this moment, Lynch did not doubt that he looked like a poor student. He only doubted whether he looked like a mentally retarded person.

"Student Leviv, Sir Leviv, you..."

Sure enough, his teacher jumped up from the coffin and was so angry that his glasses fell off. Lin Qi could only smile along, looking like a simple and honest student.

"Well, actually, the great disaster at the end of the Third Epoch, especially the plague stage, was very special. I'm sure we talked about this in class. You should remember it."

Lin Qi immediately nodded deeply, looking like he was listening attentively and was deeply touched. It was exactly the same expression he had when he looked up at the teacher's gaze in the novel in high school.

"You remember nothing. I should have given you zero points in class and asked you to retake the class." The old professor cursed angrily for a few words, but still explained, "Now all we know is that it was a plague that lasted for hundreds of years, which led to a sharp decline in population. People began to seek help from medicine, then from secret methods, and then from sacrifices to evil gods. After all efforts were ineffective, people finally fell into despair, and in despair, some people remembered the existence of gods and began to pray for their salvation, so the three gods woke up from their memories. Therefore, the history of the Third Epoch Catastrophe is of great value to the study of the process of the gods' revival, and this period of history has been deliberately blurred for various reasons, so that after thousands of years, even those who are vague about it don't know the truth."

Lin Qi smelled a strange smell, frowned and asked in a low voice: "Is there any problem with this history?"

"If I knew there was a problem, would I still come after you just because of a letter?"

"No, I mean is there something wrong? Why are you so secretive?"

“Don’t ask about forbidden knowledge that shouldn’t be asked. This is not something a normal person can know.” The old professor scolded while turning his gaze to Chairman Ole. After seeing him nod slightly, he whispered, “How did the gods revive?”???

Lynch didn't understand the experts' questions for a moment.

"There has always been a mystery in the academic world. For more than 1,300 years, historical researchers have been exploring it, and even had a huge conflict with the church. The church hopes that we will give up the search because it is a secret of the gods and has no meaning to mortals. But for scholars, even if the truth has no value, it itself is the greatest meaning. Even if we know it is a taboo, we are willing to risk our lives for it."

Chairman Ole took over the conversation and spoke slowly. Lynch couldn't judge whether this attitude was right or wrong, but at least he respected him.

"These mysteries are hidden in the story I told you this morning. There were so many fallen gods, why did only the three main gods revive? Just before and after their revival, people just mastered the method of twisting souls to become Forsaken Souls, and a large number of Forsaken Souls emerged, including some very powerful individuals. And soon after them, many Forsaken Souls of different fallen gods appeared, and then the nine gods revived. Is there any connection between them? Is everything a coincidence?"

Lin Qi's face was a little gloomy. Ole's question gave him a lot of associations, each of which was very dangerous. If he casually revealed a word in the Middle Ages, he would be sent to the stake. But in front of his neighbors, he couldn't think too much, so he could only try to gather his thoughts and asked in a low voice: "You suspect..."

"We don't doubt anything. I told you before that we study history, not invent it. We don't make assumptions in advance, but slowly restore the truth as close to history as possible based on rigorous evidence. As for what the truth is, we don't care."

"I see. So you hope to infer the truth from the details I told you?"

However, a group of people looked at him with sympathetic eyes, as if they were looking at a disabled person. The chairman sighed and said, "You think too much. Even if you have read the most detailed history books, it is impossible to infer the truth based on the information you provided. This is a very long and tedious process that requires the efforts of countless generations. However, on this road, every piece of information and every detail may hide a corner of the truth, so even if it is just a few words, we will pay the greatest attention to it, not to mention that you just happened to bring details about the plague period."

"I understand. I can tell you everything I saw, but I can't let you take it for nothing this time. This time I want you to do me a favor."

"Send you back?"

"No, that was the original price. Now the price has increased, and we have to be protected for a while longer. As for the reason, I will explain it to you later."

"Okay, but you have to tell us one thing first. How did you know the information you mentioned?"

"I saw a strange object, which happened to be a memory of that time."

"Hiss, the danger level of the rare objects during the catastrophe is not low. There is no ordinary one. You still need someone to protect you. Is it disaster level or destruction level?"

"Hmm... Advent level."

"Oh, then...what did you say?"

Facing the chairman's strange expression, Lin Qi spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

(End of this chapter)