Chapter 57 "Finite" Knowledge
Chapter 57 "Finite" Knowledge
Chapter 57 "Finite" Knowledge
The following afternoon, the sunlight bathed the inner city of Twin Crown City in a fiery pale gold.
As the carriage drove along the stone-paved streets, the buildings on both sides gradually lost their brick and wood texture from the outer city and were replaced by more magnificent stone structures.
The arcades, made of white marble and light gray stone blocks, stretch out in a continuous line, with the columned temple style architecture becoming the dominant feature in the field of vision.
Suiyue, who was peeking out from behind the carriage curtain, kept letting out soft gasps of surprise.
The gist of it is: "This is much more impressive than the Dawn Orphanage."
He looked every bit the country bumpkin who had never seen the world—though Nan'an had never seen it either.
The carriage eventually stopped in front of a vast courtyard surrounded by towering stone walls.
A white lime staircase leading upwards drew their attention and made them look up.
The Senate of Solitz magically created a hill beside the river that flows through the Twin Crowns, and built the Senate Council Chamber on the top of the hill.
The symbolic meaning of the stairs far outweighs their practical meaning. As mentioned beforehand, don't be foolish and climb the stairs; there's an "elevator" to take.
The dark gray short top with silver trim clung tightly to her body due to the elasticity of the fabric.
The collar of the white shirt underneath was slightly open, and the light gold tie slipped inside without the wearer's notice, disappearing into the valley.
The knee-length black pleated skirt swayed gently with her movements, and the white over-the-knee socks tightly hugged her calves, leaving a shallow crease above her knees. Finally, she paired it with a pair of polished leather ankle boots.
Suiyue personally chose the color scheme, which, although the colors and tones didn't quite match, created a contrast with her skin tone, and combined with the magnificent and fantastical background architecture—
In this moment, Nan'an really wishes he had a camera to capture this scene of Suiyue from a low angle.
It would be even better if she could twirl around on the hem of her skirt.
A servant dressed in a plain white robe, who was not far away, smiled and approached when the carriage came to a stop.
"Distinguished guests," the waiter said with a slight bow, "the chief guests are awaiting you in the 'Observer's Courtyard.'"
Nan'an was taken aback: "Chief? Isn't this just a regular Senate meeting?"
The waiter bowed his head and replied, "There are no Senate meetings today."
He had expected it to be an enhanced version of the last review, and he was prepared to be crammed into the center of the theater for all sorts of bigwigs to watch.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a direct confrontation with the boss.
The waiter didn't offer any further explanation, but simply gestured "please" before turning to lead the way. However, after passing through an archway, Nan'an vaguely sensed something was amiss.
The direction seemed to be opposite to the stairs, and we were getting further and further away.
Just as the two were about to ask a question, the air suddenly became humid as they passed through the arcade.
An open-air bathing area comes into view, with a spacious layout and a double-layered archway surrounding it. The area under the archway is densely covered with green plants and potted plants, making it feel like you are in the depths of a jungle.
In the center is a huge bathtub, the water of which is a light blue color, and the edges are paved with uneven pebbles.
A few rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the arcade, casting shimmering spots of light on the water's surface.
"This is—" Suiyue subconsciously stopped in her tracks.
The waiter turned around and explained in a calm tone.
"The necessary ritual for outsiders to have an audience with the Chief Elder is purification, 'speaking pure words with a pure body.'"
"Please make yourselves at ease and perform the rituals. Once you are finished, I will guide you to the spectator's courtyard."
As soon as the waiter left, Suiyue immediately reached for the hem of her shirt, grabbed it with both hands, and lifted it up, sending her short-sleeved shirt flying onto a nearby bench.
"Hey, hey, hey, what's up?" Nan'an was stunned.
As she spoke, Suiyue was already taking off her pleated skirt.
Solize is located in southern Nora, where summers are scorching hot. After getting out of the car and exercising for a while, Suiyue's thighs were already covered in sweat. The sunlight shone on her amber skin, making it look like honey.
The pleated skirt slid down her thighs, roughly wiping them against her sweat-soaked, transparent over-the-knee socks before being tossed aside. It flew through the air and landed next to her shirt on a chair.
"Take a shower, you won't be able to see the Chief Elder if you don't, right?" Suiyue pulled out a bamboo basket from the bench, which already contained bathrobes. "Look, we all have them."
Nan'an sighed, "I'm going to see you naked."
Suiyue blinked: "We've known each other for a long time, so it doesn't matter if we see it."
Why do I feel unusually shy and hesitant when choosing school uniforms, but become carefree and relaxed once I put them on?
Suiyue took off her socks, rolled them into balls, and neatly arranged them: "I remember, Nan'an, you had that legendary feat of knocking out all the exotic beauties Asripan bought for you at a restaurant."
"Thank you for remembering it so clearly."
As she spoke, Suiyue stripped completely naked without any hesitation, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and slowly immersed herself in the cool pool water, letting out a soft, pleasant moan.
"It's obvious that those exotic beauties who specialize in business are prettier than me. If they can't satisfy the old veteran, then I certainly can't~~~~ Don't worry, don't worry."
"You might have misunderstood," Nan An said, lying down in the pool as well. "I just find them dirty. I don't want to lose my fighting ability one day because I can't control my lower body. Getting sick requires spending money to buy magic potions to treat it. They will only affect the speed at which I save money to buy land."
"So that's how it is." Suiyue submerged half her face underwater, exhaling a string of bubbles that made a "glug glug" sound.
A gentle silence enveloped the bathhouse.
About half an hour later, at the gentle urging of the waiter, the two people who were lying by the pool looking up at the sky, already feeling tired, slowly opened their eyes and felt very comfortable.
If only this world had no black mist, no need for fighting, how wonderful that would be.
Take a vertical elevator to the top of the mountain, where a spacious plaza is filled with statues.
From the elegant forest elves, the sturdy and rugged dwarves, the hybrid dragons with both human and dragon characteristics, to the various human representatives, the faces and clothing of each statue are meticulously sculpted, as if they might awaken from the stone at any moment.
"Your favorite troll is here."
Faced with Suiyue's insensitive remark, Nan'an remained calm: "I'm used to it."
"We'll only know for sure when we encounter troll enemies."
The attendant was replaced by an armored knight, and as they passed through the plaza, he transformed into a black-robed mage.
When the female magician searched Suiyue, she thoughtfully rescued her tie, which was stuck in the "mud," from the valley and kindly tied it for her.
Nan An noticed that both the knights and the mages had their eyes fixed on him.
"Please don't misunderstand. Normally, the dispelling procedure should be carried out, but your condition is very special. Therefore, you should be the first person on record to pass the inspection as a summoned creature." The captain of the guard smiled slightly. "It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency, a heroic spirit from the Gray Star era."
Nan'an asked curiously, "It seems I'm quite famous."
"At least at the Senate level, when discussing His Excellency Nan'an and the Living Eclipse, even the most taciturn person has a strong desire to express himself."
The topic of live erosion is oral gymnastics with spittle flying everywhere.
Nan'an, on the other hand, had the elders transform into wandering bards, letting their imaginations run wild.
After passing through security, there were no further signs indicating the way forward.
A straight corridor extends into the depths, flanked by tall arched windows.
At the end of the corridor, the light suddenly brightened.
A vast expanse of greenery came into view.
Behind the Senate chamber, there was a dense forest.
The canopies of towering ancient trees intertwine overhead to form a dome, sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light, and the air is filled with the fresh scent of earth and vegetation.
Suiyue subconsciously turned around to confirm that the corridor she had come from was still there.
It's not teleportation; this forest simply grows within the core area.
The butterflies fluttering around suddenly gathered into a "river," drifting forward like ribbons.
The fallen leaves on the grass moved on their own without wind, swirling and turning into vortexes that cleansed away the dust.
On the trees, vines hang silently down on both sides, welcoming you along the way.
Deep in the shade of the trees, in an open space, the backlighting outlines several figures sitting around a crystal round table.
Whispers and soft laughter drifted over, but abruptly ceased the moment Nan'an and Suiyue stepped into the open space.
Forest elves, vampires, half-dragons, humans, werewolves, and — trolls.
The handsome chief of the forest spirits stood up and lightly snapped his fingers.
The solid ground beneath Nan'an Suiyue's feet seemed to have turned into water. As the "water flowed," the distance of more than ten meters was instantly shortened, and the two were already standing in front of the crystal table.
A chair woven from vines appeared behind the two of them, and the vines climbed up their shoulders, pressing down gently as if urging them on.
"Don't be so reserved," Chief Mori's voice was clear and gentle. "Sit down and talk slowly."
Suiyue was nervous, but when she caught a glimpse of Nan'an sitting down calmly out of the corner of her eye, she sat down without any guilt.
The six chiefs exchanged glances, their gazes all falling on Nan'an.
"Nan'an—" the Forest Elf Chief chuckled, covering his mouth. "Old sir from the Gray Star era, can you recognize the magic I just used?"
Nan'an generously took the teapot and poured tea for himself and Suiyue.
"It's not magic. Forest elves are naturally affinityd with plant elements, and some with exceptional talents also have an affinity for earth elements. They are simply making good use of their racial talents."
As they spoke, Nan'an had already completed a rough observation.
Of the six chiefs, apart from the forest elf and the half-dragon, the rest showed obvious signs of aging and were all in their twilight years.
The chief of the forest spirits inherited the "chosen aesthetic" that the elves believed to possess in Nan'an.
The beauty that is appreciated by almost all intelligent races is a testament to the fact that Nora is a race associated with the word "beauty." Their status stems from Nora's history a thousand years ago when the Forest Elves held absolute dominance.
The cultural accumulation over thousands of years has subtly influenced generations of Nora, so much so that even in the Black Mist Age, the Forest Elves still wielded considerable influence in Solize and Onze.
The rough summary submitted by Huoya is one thing, but the description given by the person involved is another.
Nan'an considered himself to have some storytelling ability; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to persuade top adventurers to join his adventure team by telling stories.
After the description was completed, the six chiefs had different expressions.
"After you left Sicklewater, the Owl also reported what it had seen and heard."
Perhaps it was because of Aslipan, but when the werewolf chief spoke, Nanan felt particularly warm towards him. However, what followed had a chilling undertone.
"They also saw the skinned buffalo, completed the transaction, and their descriptions are exactly the same as yours. Not only that, they also saw the colossal church roaming the plains."
Suiyue blurted out, "Isn't that great? It proves the information is accurate."
The six chiefs glanced at Suiyue, then smiled in unison at Nan'an, their smiles seemingly tinged with a hint of wistfulness.
Nan'an took the uneaten fruit from the table and handed it to Suiyue.
"Accuracy is the problem. The uncertainty of gods and demons has always been a huge trouble in exploring the black mist. We see skinned buffalo, but others may see skinned goats. No one knows in what form or with what abilities the gods and demons will appear. We cannot fight against them with experience."
Chief Sen nodded in approval of Nan'an.
Gods and demons are like Schrödinger's cats, collapsing into certainties only the moment an observer appears.
Experience cannot be converted into a sense of security, and fighting against gods and demons depends entirely on luck. This is the desperate situation that Nora has been facing for a long time.
Suddenly, the gods and demons lost their randomness and became stable entities with uniform properties and appearances—what happened?
Is it a widespread phenomenon or an isolated incident?
No one can answer that.
Chief Sen asked, "Where does Senior Nan'an's ability to suppress the Divine Nightmare come from?"
"I don't know, it's something I had when I was summoned."
"So, it's the power originating from the summoning ritual itself?"
The chief executives looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.
"If the chiefs want to try to recreate the summoning, Suiyue and I are willing to cooperate, but I have only one request—I will only work with Suiyue, and any attempt to separate us will be met with a counterattack."
Suiyue was happily munching on an apple when she heard this and turned her head in a daze.
Nan'an had assumed that after this righteous and stern declaration, the chiefs would offer reassurance, explanation, or some assurances.
However, all six chiefs merely stared at Nan'an with subtle expressions.
"It seems the Raven didn't explain to you why we're blocking knowledge."
Nan An frowned: "There are two reasons for external propaganda: knowledge pollution, and fear that advanced knowledge will be imitated, learned, and repeatedly strengthened and upgraded by special gods and demons. Could it be—neither of these is correct?"
"These two things carry risks, but they are not fatal," Chief Mori said with a wry smile. "Some knowledge can only be learned to a limited extent nowadays."
"Limited?" Suiyue asked blankly.
"To put it simply, once a certain number of people have mastered a spell, the remaining people, even if they know every single detail of the knowledge, will be unable to cast the spell correctly."
Chief Sen lowered his voice: "We block knowledge so that most knowledge, after experiencing a period of discontinuity, can be used in a timely manner when necessary."
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