Legacy of the Dark Sage - Chapter 971: The Cause of the Fall (4)

Alastor’s expression darkened after he heard someone speak while not seeing the automaton before him open its mouth.

While automatons could talk without moving their lips depending on the design of their outer frame, the intricate design of the one before him suggested that it could speak through its mouth with no difficulty. He also sensed the voice did not come from the automaton but from someone else.

Alastor would not have thought too much about who spoke just now if not for something he said.

Void Halfling.

The first word alone would have piqued anyone’s interest in an instant. Add that to the word halfling, and knowing what it meant, it was no wonder why Alastor’s expression turned dark. Moreover, he and his colleagues were aware of the existence of a human possessing the Void core, which happened to be the same one Ruin was very interested in. There was also the matter of Flos’s and Destruction’s deaths, which they already assumed to be that person’s doing.

What were the odds that the human possessing the Void core be in the same plane as the one who possessed the Draconic core?

Alastor initially did not think much of it because the former had been seen going around different planes before through the Tower of Tribulations. It would not be strange for him to have been assigned to Somuli for training.

Was it possible that the Void Halfling mentioned by the one who spoke just then was different from the human the Coven were keeping an eye out for?

Impossible.

A human, or any being at that, could use Void magic only if he or she possessed the Void core.

Considering this point, then the person who spoke and referred to someone as Void Halfling could only be referring to the same person.

Now, this was not really a problem. But the thing was, they were talking about the human with the Draconic core and the Heart of the Cosmos. Why was the human with the Void core suddenly brought up?

Honestly, even if this question swirled in Alastor’s head, he more or less knew the answer already. It was just that he was having a hard time accepting the truth, especially because Ames’s remark that the current situation was not that simple would hold true.

Ames sensed Alastor’s apprehension and sighed inwardly. She could almost read what was running through the latter’s mind. To prevent him from coming up with strange ideas, she decided to explain Kyran’s situation.

“You probably realized why I said the situation is not that simple,” she started.

Alastor snapped out of his reverie and looked at Ames. Judging from his grim expression, he more or less realized the whole truth.

“The Emperor wanting to capture the human because of the Heart of the Cosmos and the Draconic core can still be managed,” Alastor supplied, confirming Ames’s thoughts. “However, if the human also possessed the Void core… it is in our best interest to ensure The Emperor doesn’t find out.”

Ames nodded her head, “Yes. Among the Four Ancient Magic Cores, the Void core is the sole core that could not be implanted into another being.”

For this very reason, Alastor and his colleagues in the Coven kept a close eye on Kyran’s activities.

The appearance of a Void Master, along with the rest of the Four Ancient Magic Cores from a thousand years ago, had shaken the Lower Realm. If not for Alastor and his colleagues doing their utmost to cover up their existence, who knew what The Emperor would do to capture all of them?

Nevertheless, it was very impossible for The Coven to block out the news completely. Thus, to divert the rising rumors, they decided to leak the information about the Heart of the Cosmos’s whereabouts instead.

What happened after they leaked the information left a bad taste in Alastor’s mouth because it caused so much tragedy, with the fall of the Spirit plane into the Lower Realm only one of those.

But Alastor believed that having another plane fall was a low price to pay to prevent the two realms from colliding because the Four Magic Cores of the Legends had been discovered along the Heart of the Cosmos.

True Void looked at Ames with a frown.

While they were discussing Kyran’s situation earlier, Alastor and Ames were still talking in the universal language of the Lower Realm.

When one uses that language inside a plane, it automatically translates into the native language of the plane, allowing anyone who hears the language to understand it as well.

However, Ames suddenly switched to using Ancient language, prompting True Void to feel suspicious. Apart from that, he also felt at a loss by what she had just said.

Among the people inside the conference hall, Neo and True Void were the only ones who understood a little of the Ancient Language.

Neo knew them because Kyran would supply the language he deciphered into his program whenever he had the time. As for True Void, he honestly did not know. But he could understand them just fine. He reckoned this might be because he was connected to Kyran on a whole different level than his Servants and creations. Thus, he could easily access Kyran’s acquired skills.

Though True Void tried to reason this in his head, a part of him was not entirely convinced. However, with no other reason he could think of that would explain how he could understand Ames, he could only settle with that explanation.

Back to what Ames had just said, True Void could not help but address it by asking, “What do you mean by that? What do you mean when you say implanted?”

Cyneah, Euan, Nachum, and the rest of Kyran’s creations and Servants inside the conference hall also had a confused expression as they looked at Ames and True Void.

“Implanted?”

Cyneah was the first one to voice her doubts.

To be honest, she could barely keep up with their discussion. Nonetheless, when she heard the word implanted, for some unknown reason, she had a strange inkling that she should know what it meant.

Ames looked at them in silence as she contemplated how much she could tell them.

Alastor sensed her dilemma and could not blame her, to be honest. This would be the first time after a thousand years that she descended from the Higher Realm into the Lower Realm. She probably worried that what she said would result in an irrevocable situation.

“For the past hundreds of years,” Alastor started before Ames could decide. “We at The Coven had been leading the Guardians in excavating the Ancient Tablets that recorded the lost history of the Lower Realm.”

He looked at Ames with a slight nod, “You don’t have to worry about leaking confidential information.”

Ames frowned, “Why would you, The Cove, do such a thing? Aren’t you afraid that by allowing the inhabitants of the Lower Realm to learn of that lost history, the balance between the two realms would start to shift?”

“We are afraid, naturally,” Alastor admitted. “However, we believe that the next War of the Sovereigns could be diverted only by doing this.”

“That is reckless,” Ames growled in anger. Still, since it had already happened, she could do nothing to undo it.

“Wait,” Nachum could no longer remain silent and spoke up. “You mean the War of the Sovereigns could be diverted?”

“Kyran mentioned something about it. He said…” Cyneah’s voice trailed off as she contemplated what she could and could not say. After a short pause, she continued, “…that person told him a way to stop the War. But he would have to help with that person’s request.”

The few of Kyran’s Servants attending the discussion knew at once who their mistress was referring to— Layla.

Frankly, they had almost forgotten that that woman requested their master’s help. They did not know what the request was about but did not doubt their mistress’s words. If there were one person their master would not hesitate to confide delicate topics with, it would be their mistress.

Ames and Alastor obviously noticed how Cyneah avoided leaking information about that person. She did not even use any gender-specific words to call that person.

However, the two did not pursue the matter, believing they would eventually know who that person was.

“But that is a matter for later,” Cyneah continued. “Right now, we have to discuss how to assist Kyran, am I right?”

This was the real reason she replied to Nachum’s question. It was not to feed their discussion with new information but to redirect them to their initial topic.

True Void’s comment about Ames’s implanted remark truly piqued their interest, and they wanted to understand what they meant, but at the end of the day, they could talk about that another time. Kyran’s situation, on the other hand, was still happening, and the more they dwelled on Ames’s remark, the longer they could come up with a way to assist him.

“Yes, of course,” Alastor agreed. Glad to find someone sensible among the people in the hall. If the topic of the lost history of the Lower Realm continued, he did not know what the Fates would have done.

“Now that I am aware of the human’s identity and why the situation could not be taken lightly, we need to find them fast,” he continued and looked at Ames.

“About the current situation of the Dragon Clan in the Higher Realm, it is only my guess. But if we can confirm it and know if they can or cannot provide reinforcements…?”

Ames shook her head at once, “I don’t think it is wise to contact them at this moment. Instead, I’ll call on them.”

Even if Ames did not mention who she was referring to, Neo, Kyran’s Servants, and True Void seemed to have guessed who were.

“Y-You don’t mean… them, right?”

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