This is the full name of the Sun King and the Sun Goddess. 'Amen-Haven' is a simplified name.
Among them, 'Aimen' is a person's name, 'Brovyhaven' is a family name, and 'Victoria' is a divine name. The last divine name means that she is a pure-blooded descendant of Victoria, one of the four ancient gods.
She considered this issue to be the most important of all, and it took priority over this temple.
I couldn't stand the atmosphere here for a moment, but His Majesty Ha Wen dared to sit here and read leisurely.
There was no sign of restraint or tension, it was as relaxed as having afternoon tea in a cafe.
So as long as we can verify this question...
As long as the Sun King is found, all difficulties, whether they are external threats or this Temple of Sacrifices, can be immediately solved.
But Tusa's answer made her frown instead.
[I have no idea. ]
you--
[Last time we discussed 'Laceres', aka 'Ceres', wasn't her sword on the table?]
[Yes. ]
[Even last time, I saw her sitting at the table reading you! And the sword! They were all there!]
[Yes. ]
[So you say you don’t know?]
[I am just a poor person sealed in a book.] Tusa replied, [This kind of thing is just like that, I can't resist, I can't avoid it, and this book can't grow legs and run away... I can only accept whoever wants to look at me. Similarly, if anyone wants to leave me after reading, including when they plan to leave and where they leave, I can't interfere with these~]
It did try to use neutral words to say this, but language is like that, and when Hitzfeld read the entire sentence, he could still feel that it had deep resentment towards the current situation.
But that didn't give her any sympathy for it.
She still remembered how she had read the book in a rough way last time. It was definitely not as pitiful and harmless as described in its mouth.
Hitzfeld decided to ask from a different angle.
[What weapon did I pick up last time I was here?]
[A sword.]
['Sun King Sword'?]
[You actually know the 'Sword of the Sun King'? That's amazing... 99% of people think it's the 'Lionheart Sword'. Well, it is, at least if you ask me that, I can only tell you that from my perspective, I can't see the possibility that it's a fake.]
"What about Amen Harwin?" Hitzfeld asked.
[Look through your blond haired lady... is she the real Amen-Haven?]
[I can only tell you that I can't tell the difference from what I've seen.]
[So, although you are sure that it was Amen Harwin who was reading your letter, you are obviously skeptical about it?]
[…Exactly.]
[Why doubt?]
[Because theoretically she couldn't be here.]
Finally asked...
Hitzfeld breathed a sigh of relief.
The effect of red ink is very good, and under its constraint, Tusa dare not lie.
It feels dissatisfied, so it deliberately conceals the details of the information, revealing it bit by bit without lying, just like squeezing toothpaste.
If Xia and I had not specifically studied the key points of torture, an ordinary person would not be able to get any information out of us even if they had enough knowledge.
This guy is so cunning...
Looking around, there was still gray fog.
The visibility is so low that if you only use your vision and not your heart, you will always feel like there is something standing behind the fog, coveting you.
Let’s speed up efficiency.
[Why do you think it shouldn't be her.]
[Because she hasn't been back for a long time.]
[She didn't show up when I wasn't here?]
[Yes. ]
[Excluding the time I came, when was the last time you saw her.]
[When she put me here.]
Why did she put you here?
[To keep me waiting for the key.]
[The key is my eye? And her blood descendants?]
[Yes... but that eye itself has her blood. You have combined the two. You only need one.]
[Is the key used to open the temple and release the sacred fire?]
[Yes. ]
[The divine fire can burn all prisoners to death.]
[…It should be.]
[Counting the two times I came, where did she go after I left the first time?]
[I don't know, she just disappeared into the gray fog.]
[What about the second time? She wasn’t there the second time. Where did the sword go after I used it?]
[I don't know. I prompted you to raise the sword, and the sword released the 'Flash Spell' and disappeared again.]
[With no one supervising, would you be so kind as to remind me?]
[…Nonsense! You are the 'key'! Do you think I am happy for you to be obtained by them?]
[Have you been with her for a long time?]
[……yes.]
[Do you know her life experience?]
[no.]
[Why no.]
[Because I can't see! ... If she closes me up, what can I see? Can she show me her private life? Don't go too far, you bastard!]
[You need to open the cover to perceive the outside world, if you close it you will be blocked from perception?]
[……yes.]
[Then did you observe the war between the Kingdom of the Sun King and the Gray Mist?]
[Part of it.]
[Pick a description of the battle related to 'Amen-Haven'.]
[************ intends to attack her, she first ******* Him, then *******, and then uses ************ to ******* it...]
[What are these?] Hitzfeld was stunned.
Garbled?
Official harmony?
[It's not my fault.] Tusa looked quite gloating, [I told you the truth. If you don't understand, it means you haven't sublimated enough to bear its pollution.]
[What about you? You are not even a god, so you can bear the pollution?]
[The seal is also a protection, dear. Amen-Harwin integrated me into this book, and my fate changed. I no longer experience time as a pure intelligent life. This means that most of the pollution will be absorbed by the "book", but the "book" has no intelligence and thinking ability. Just like a madman who does not understand what fear is, he will not be afraid of any monster he encounters. If the "dead thing" does not understand what pollution is, the probability of being polluted is infinitely close to zero.]
What a reasonable 'distortion'...
The garbled code is impossible to read, so I have to give up on this part of the search.
Hitzfeld began to ask other questions.
[Is this place called the Temple of the Sacrificed?]
[Yes. ]
[Is Lika-Haven her child?]
[She is the offspring of her union with Lena Blovehaven Victoria, and the offspring of that offspring and another person.]
I even received a message from her when I first used the divine blood ink.
Hitzfeld fell into deep thought.
Lika said "Grandma Lena", and she thought it was the same name.
But even the last name is the same.
Sisters...
Lika said that Erwin is also a descendant of this lineage?
I don't think so.
Alvin was obviously much more honest.
Hitzfeld didn't ask any more questions for the time being. She needed to take two minutes to digest the information she had received.
After digesting it, she picked up the pen again and asked a question... which could be said to have been premeditated.
Tusa was obviously "stupefied" for a moment, and took a long time to tell her the answer. Then a long list of "complaints" emerged.
[Why are you asking this? Although I know that having a long life does not mean that you have to be free from the evil tastes of mortals, but you actually like this kind of gossip...]
[Shut up. ]
[......]
The jumping characters stopped immediately.
The big book shook slightly, as if expressing its anger.
That's very pleasant.
Ah, this is quite pleasant...
With the corners of his lips raised, Hitzfeld continued to extend his interpretation of the question, striving to understand all the details clearly.
After asking these questions, she changed the topic.
[Does the Book of the Dead have anything to do with you?]
[......]
Tusa was silent.
[Answer me, yes or no.]
[If you mean "the collection of those evil arts."] Tusa confessed, [They must have been copied from me.]
[Who did it?]
[That child named Haradini, right?] Tusa sighed, [She is different from others. Others are interested in life, but she is the only one who cares so much about death... She has shown this trait since she was very young, which is quite rare.]
[Are you gloating?]
[Aimen-Haven has kept me locked up here for hundreds of years. Should I thank her?]
[This kind of knowledge should be taboo in her family education, so you opened the book pages for her to copy?]
[How dare I not give her a copy? 'Serve her child as best as possible' - this is her own order! Anyway, I didn't break any contract, so I won't take the blame!]
Not only does he know various idioms at will, he even knows the meaning of "black pot".
Ah, yes, it has read my memory...
Look at the ink bottle, there is still stock in it.
She wanted to continue asking, preferably to get all the details, but time obviously did not allow it.
