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Chapter 231, page 230: An enemy from the early days of mythology, a calamity that even Celia feared.

Time passed quickly under Gu Yuan's arrangement. Three days later, in a quiet pavilion in the manor, Gu Yuan met Kraft, who had come at his invitation.

The surrounding area was lush with flowers and trees, and the air was filled with the fragrance of tea, but the atmosphere was different from the usual leisurely atmosphere.

Without much small talk, Gu Yuan went straight to telling Kraft about the crisis in the southern continent and the other elven monk mentioned in the prophecy.

"————That's roughly the situation."

After Gu Yuan finished speaking, he looked at the other person and asked, "When you were traveling around, did you hear any records similar to tides?"

Or is it related to the crisis you solved hundreds of years ago?

Kraft listened intently, a thoughtful expression on his face. After a moment, he slowly shook his head: "I regret to inform you, Your Excellency Gu Yuan, that I have not heard of any relevant records."

"The crisis I encountered stemmed from the abnormal accumulation and mutation of leyline magic, which is entirely different from the 'tides from the sea' you described."

Gu Yuan thought to himself: Just as I expected.

He had already suspected that the tides were unrelated to Kraft's past experiences, and he was only asking to rule out any possibility that it was some kind of resurgence.

Kraft picked up his teacup, his eyes filled with the solemnity of someone trusted: "It is my honor to be regarded by Your Excellency as a possible candidate to resolve the crisis."

"Although the specifics are not yet clear, please be sure to let me participate if needed."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly, carrying a sense of relief and seeking after experiencing the vicissitudes of life: "The journey to pay tribute to my friend has come to an end. The next trip to the far north will be a hundred years from now. In the meantime, I hope to do something meaningful."

He felt it was very meaningful to help Gu Yuan gain fame, even though the Chamber of Commerce has taken over and no longer needs him.

Gu Yuan nodded: "That's natural."

The two talked for a while longer, and then, in response to the crisis, Kraft made a suggestion: "Now that there are still ten months until the prophesied calamity, should I personally go to the southern continent?"

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He specifically emphasized the timing, saying, "I want to meet the prophet of that tribe in person."

"It's a maximum of ten months," Gu Yuan corrected.

Kraft patted his muscular chest, a hearty and confident smile spreading across his face: "I know, but don't forget, I am a monk, blessed by the goddess. Even if I were to encounter that tide, I would be able to protect myself."

He looked at Gu Yuan and said sincerely, "Moreover, Your Excellency has family members who need your company and protection, so you may not be able to easily leave to travel far away."

"This kind of preliminary reconnaissance work is perfect for me."

After saying that, seeing that Gu Yuan was still pondering, Kraft stood up directly, showing his decisive side: "In that case, there's no time to lose, I'll prepare to leave tonight."

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Seeing his resolute expression, Gu Yuan knew that persuasion was useless, so he could only nod: "Alright, but the journey is long and the road ahead is uncertain. I must prepare the necessary luggage and supplies. Please do not refuse."

He immediately summoned his servants and whispered instructions to prepare the highest quality travel supplies, including durable dry food, water, medicine, warm clothing, and a generous sum of money for the journey.

Kraft smiled knowingly and accepted the offer: "Then thank you very much, sir."

That night, the sky was full of stars.

Kraft, carrying a large bag stuffed with various supplies, waved goodbye to Gu Yuan on the main road outside the city under the cold moonlight.

Gu Yuan stood on the city wall, the night wind blowing his clothes. He watched the figure gradually disappear into the night and slowly exhaled.

The first step of the plan was successfully completed, but for some reason, I always felt a slight sense of guilt for having taken advantage of others.

However, Kraft went voluntarily, and it is indeed the most efficient arrangement at present.

One was scouting ahead to ascertain the situation, while the other was coordinating intelligence from the rear.

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"Everything is for the sake of protecting this hard-won peace and tranquility."

Gu Yuan silently recited the words in his heart, then turned around and slowly walked down the city tower shrouded in moonlight.

In the days that followed, information about the southern continent, the unusual sea conditions, and various legends began to flow into Gu Yuan's residence.

After integration and analysis, Gu Yuan discovered that it was indeed related to the mythological era and could be traced back to the origin of that era.

Just like the monsters on land, their kind also exist in the vast ocean.

These sea monsters and demons live by the sea and are extremely elusive. After devouring humans or other creatures, they hide in the deep seabed, making them very difficult to find.

This is why some extremely ancient and powerful demons have accumulated terrifying power far exceeding that of their counterparts on land over a long period of time.

And that "tide" is called "death".

The name is so straightforward because, according to early records from the mythological era, any creature that came into contact with it would die instantly, without any warning or exceptions.

It was once defeated at great cost by an unknown sage in the depths of the sea in the distant past, but unexpectedly, it has now "come back to life".

Late at night, the light in Gu Yuan's study was still on.

He was carefully packing up the latest intelligence he had compiled about the "Death Demon," preparing to send it to Kraft as soon as possible through the Chamber of Commerce's channels.

Suddenly, with a creak, the study door was gently pushed open.

Celia stumbled slightly, or more accurately, was gently pushed in from behind by Milialdt.

Celia was wearing thick gloves and holding a steaming hot casserole in her hands.

An enticing aroma of food instantly filled the study.

Gu Yuan looked up from the documents, his gaze falling on the somewhat awkward Celia: "What's wrong with you—?"

Celia didn't answer immediately. After regaining her balance, she first turned around and glared at Milliaalde behind the door, then gave a slightly dissatisfied snort.

After Milie Alde gently closed the door, she carried the casserole to the desk and said in a calm tone, "Seeing that you've been staying up late a lot lately, Milie Alde specially made a pot of soup to help you recover."

In fact, she herself cooked the soup after being persuaded by Milie Alder.

However, as soon as she put down the casserole, her gaze inadvertently fell on the intelligence file in front of Gu Yuan.

When the words "death" came into view, Celia was slightly stunned, and her expression froze.

In that instant, memories of the mythical era, so distant they had almost been forgotten, suddenly surged into my mind.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at Gu Yuan: "You've been investigating this thing lately?"

Gu Yuan was startled by her unusual reaction. His gaze swept over the casserole dish, meeting Celia's eyes. He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong? Is there anything special about this demon?"

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Selena pursed her lips, and Gu Yuan clearly caught the lingering fear in her eyes.

Gu Yuan immediately realized that this demon was probably far more extraordinary than he had deduced from the historical records.

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