Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 432 Mystery (4k)

The laughter of the two people once again attracted the attention of the guests in the tavern.

Fortunately, this corner is really remote, so no one can understand what they are saying or laughing at.

Plus, this kind of thing is really common in pubs.

Therefore, people just looked at it for a moment or two and then turned their heads away, concentrating on the drinks and food in front of them.

The two people sitting face to face laughed.

Abel raised his wooden wine glass and said:

"You know, I put a lot of effort into keeping everything here the way it was originally. Even the wheat used to make this wine was almost extinct."

"Oh, so how did you do it in the end? Did you find a replacement?"

Abel waved his hand and smiled:
"No, it's not that. I spent hundreds of years improving the varieties little by little, so that the Kalima wheat, which is not resistant to diseases, can adapt to the prevalent disease strains."

"At the most difficult time, I only had the last bag of Kalima wheat seeds in the world."

Moen nodded repeatedly and said:
“That’s really not easy.”

"There were many more problems later, but none of them were as troublesome as this."

He drank the ale in his hand in one gulp, then held the empty glass and asked Moon:

"It's been all these years, and you still don't plan on having a drink?"

Moen shook his head and said:

"will not."

Finally, Moon added:
"Feel sorry."

"No, no, no, no need to apologize. I'm just surprised that maybe someone like you is the real immortal."

This made Moen feel a little strange:
"how you said that?"

Abel pointed at Moon and said:

"You know, during this long time that I almost forgot who I was, I did almost everything. Just to find some color in my increasingly boring life."

"So, I quit drinking, started drinking again, became a gambler, and became a saint. I almost forgot who I was."

"But you're different. Even though you didn't say it, I can see it in your eyes. Just like you didn't drink back then, and you still don't drink now. You haven't changed at all."

"What seems like an eternity too much for a mortal like me is nothing to you."

He picked up the half-empty wine jug. The amber wine mixed with a lot of yeast residue rippled under the tallow candle. The turbid malt liquor looked quite good under the dim light.

Especially when it is brewed with wheat and has extra foam, it adds to its delicious taste.

Moreover, this rough texture reminded Moon, who had been watching it, of the golden wheat waves in the southern hills.

After filling the glass, Abel raised his glass to Moon and said:

"But no matter what, I must thank you for giving me eternal life. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to experience so many things."

After drinking it all in one gulp, Abel wiped the foam from the corners of his lips with his thumb. The pine resin smell left on his fingertips and the sourness of fermented malt formed a delicate balance in his nasal cavity.

This made him look very satisfied:
"I've drunk a lot of good wine, and I've also drunk a lot of shit that's worse than horse urine. But I don't know why, but I like this rough malt liquor the most."

After saying that, Abel looked at Moon seriously and said:

"You, do you have anything you want to ask me?"

"You've been away for so many years, and now you're back. Although I really want to think highly of myself, I still think that you've probably come back for something else."

Abel is an ordinary person, but after living for such a long time, ordinary people will possess wisdom far beyond ordinary people's cognition.

These words made Mo En bow his head apologetically and said:

"terribly sorry."

"No, don't apologize. I've learned to accept reality a long time ago, otherwise I would have gone crazy."

"And there is indeed a huge gap between us. So tell me, what do you want to ask me? Although I am also very curious about what else a person like you needs to ask me."

Abel continued to pour wine for himself and asked Moon with a curious look.

After thinking for a while, Moen decided to start with some basic questions:
"This kingdom is yours?"

"This question? Oh my God, you are not in this world, are you? It is true that this country is mine, but I can only say that it was mine in the past."

"I said that I have done many things in my long life, so building a country is one of them. But I soon felt that I couldn't accept it and gave up."

"I am not cut out for that. I don't have the talent to govern a country. Even the establishment of this country was overly dependent on luck."

"Even after all these years, I don't know if the rulers of this country are really still related to me."

Moen asked curiously:

"So how did you save this tavern?"

The other party laughed and said:
"I have lived for so many years. As long as I accumulate connections and wealth from time to time, I can naturally accomplish many things easily."

This answer made Moon laugh at himself.

Yeah, that's even his own operation.

"Any more?"

"Also, do you know what's wrong with this world?"

What happened to this world?
Moon knew the answer but not the specifics.

Abel, who was sitting opposite him, looked at Moon seriously. After a moment, he said in surprise:
"Was I right before? You are really not in this world?"

Moen confirmed his idea:
"Yeah, I just got back. So a lot of things are completely unclear to me, but there are things I have to deal with, so I hope you can tell me some of the more important things."

Abel understood and said immediately:

"So what's important is the beginning and the present, and the history in between is not important because nothing has changed."

Abel, who kept tapping his fingers, did not answer Moon immediately. It was too long and he needed to think carefully about what to say.

Realizing what Abel meant, Moon simply lowered his head and started eating the cheese.

The taste is hard to describe, even the bread baked by Ansha, a novice, is far inferior.

When Moon finished eating the cheese, Abel began to speak:

"I had a period of time a long time ago when I was very active and wanted to explore the nature of the world, so I relied on the accumulation of time."

“I did find something.”

"That's how our world seems to be cut off from some larger world."

When he said this, Abel looked at Moon in front of him with great anticipation.

This is the secret he has kept in his heart for countless years.

Always waiting for the moment to surprise someone.

But what surprised Abel was that Moon said immediately:
"I know this, please tell me something else."

"Ah?" Years of waiting were completely in vain.

Abel looked at Moon with a complicated expression, then said:
"Then tell me what you want to know specifically, or I might tell you something you know."

"How much do you know about the Lord of Highgarden?"

"I don't know much about her. I only know that she is Sequence Zero of the Winter Path. And she plays that nameless song in High Garden all year round."

"As for meeting her, we can't see her. I even doubt that those people in the atrium have seen her. At least, most of them haven't seen her."

This was equivalent to no answer. Could it be that even if we found Abel, we would still be confused?

But at this time, Moon suddenly realized another problem:
"Wait, Abel, you said you thought this world was separate from some larger world?"

"Yes, don't you know that?"

Looking at the strange Abel, Moon was struck by lightning.

Because this means that his friendship with Abel started after they were separated here.

I didn't just leave after I severed this strange history.

I even stayed here for a long time? Then why did I leave in the end?
Why do you continue to keep everything closed here?
And does this mean that the division of the history of Strange Stories may not be a matter of a single archive?

But a combination of two archives or even possibly more?

No, there should be at most two, because this place is too small.

It’s not that the area is narrow, but that the extraordinary place here is too small.

You shouldn't have to bother yourself with creating more than two save files.

In other words, is it possible that there are two archives?
Moon, whose brain was working rapidly, continued to ask:

"Abel. Do you remember how long ago the mistress of Highgarden became a god? Was she there as long as this world could be recorded, or was it something else?"

"She was there much earlier than me, but definitely not from the beginning. She must have become a god during the war. Because before that, according to some things I found, Highgarden was ownerless at the beginning."

"The great war?"

Abel pointed behind him and said:

"It is the battle that legend has it the fate of the world was decided in. If you were to visit the plains below Highgarden, you would see that it is littered with exaggerated ruins and even more exaggerated corpses."

"How exaggerated is it? Can you give a rough description?"

"How exaggerated? There are giants as tall as mountains and legendary dragons everywhere."

"Are they really as tall as the mountains or is it an exaggeration? Also, are the dragons about the same size as them?"

"Yes, it's just what you think. By the way, besides giants and dragons, there are many strange creatures. I can't name them, but I'm sure they are very powerful."

If it is not an exaggeration and is actually this big, then it means that these giants are pure-blooded giants that were originally created, and those dragons are not defective products that were created later with only the concept of dragons.

But it is the real ancient dragon.

Plus those monsters that can be with the pure-blooded giants and ancient dragons.

Could it be that all the mythical creatures from the Genesis period are here?

But if they are everywhere on a plain, when did this strange history begin to break away?
I remember that according to the Suns and Thunder, Hummingbird was still active in the middle and late stages of the Age of the Gods.

But at that time, the ancient dragons were the exception. The other mythical creatures of similar level were becoming fewer and fewer, and the pure-blooded giants had long since become extinct because they chose the wrong side.

More and more mysteries make Moon extremely puzzled.

"Why are they on that plain? Are they fighting each other or something?"

"I don't know the specific reason, but from the ruins, I can tell that they were planning to attack High Court. But the strange thing is, according to the ancient records I found, there shouldn't have been many talented people in High Court at that time."

"Because it's too high and too cold to be suitable for species survival."

Attack Highgarden?

Moon stroked his chin and continued to ask:
"Abel, do you remember the name of Highgarden? The name of the mountain?"

"That mountain?"

Abel poured himself an incalculable number of glasses of ale and said as he sipped his drink:

"We have always called it Highgarden or the Sacred Mountain. Apart from that, there are some minor differences due to different places."

"But that's definitely not what you're asking. You want to know what its original name was, right? No need to answer me, you're definitely asking that."

After a light laugh, Abel unabashedly dipped his finger in the wine and wrote a few characters on the table:
"I can only say that I don't know either, but I have spent more than 600 years walking through Highgarden, so I have seen such a kind of characters that I have never seen before in a cave in Highgarden."

"This, perhaps, is the ancient name of Highgarden, because in the mural where it appears, it is engraved on the mountain that represents Highgarden."

Moon followed the characters drawn by Abel.

After staring for a moment, Morn said:

"Yes, that's right. This is the name of Highgarden, and the character means Babylon! Does the mural have any other clues?"

"I don't think it will be of any use, because according to the content of the mural, it should be carved by a distant traveler to commemorate his visit to High Garden."

As he spoke, Abel even drew a rough outline of the mural.

Moon took a look and found that there was indeed nothing special that required attention.

But that's enough, it does prove that Highgarden is Babylon.

It is a gift of hummingbirds.

Although he didn't look at Moon specifically, Abel could still easily interpret the slight change in his expression:

"It seems you have found a lot of answers. Do you have any other questions?"

Moen thought for a moment and asked:

"There are seven kingdoms and kings. Do you know how these titles came about? Do you know Highgarden's attitude towards this?"

"Is there anything strange about this? Why else would a king and a kingdom appear? Aren't they just like the so-called chiefs and tribes? They just appeared naturally?"

That's even weirder.

The God-King's iron law was finalized at the creation of the world.

The concepts of king and kingdom were also abandoned long before that time.

Could it be that the history here has been interrupted?
Thinking of this, Moen suddenly woke up and said:

"Abel, have you ever thought that your history has been interrupted?"

"Break? I can tell you with certainty that our history has definitely been broken."

"Because no matter which kingdom it is, there is no detailed record of the ancient relics I found. Although those things are pitifully few."

Has there really been a generational break?
No wonder such profane words appear without a hitch.

But why did it break off? Was it because of the war?

(End of this chapter)