Now, that once-living "substance" had completely transford into a solid tal.
To perform harmless disposal on the "anomalous object" that had been registered, a complex procedure was required, but for Ted Riel, the Truth Confidant, this was just routine work. He quickly located the person in charge of the underground archives and made proper arrangents.
Despite feeling moved and deeply touched by the past of the "living tal", as a protector of the City-State, he had to strictly adhere to safety regulations in handling the matter — even if it was truly a hero who once attempted to save the world. In this deep-sea era, it had beco a "Transcendent invader" highly likely to spread corruption and pollution. The material would be greeted by the high temperatures of the Steam Core Reactor and a rigorous purification, division, crushing, and sealing procedure.
However, looking at it from another angle, this could be seen as a kind of burial. After all, ordinary people in this world had also co this way; "bodies" must always be properly "dealt with" as the dead must make way for the living.
As for the Longsword, being the only material left from "that world" till the end, it had miraculously returned to its original state at birth and was clearly a highly valuable research sample.
Through it, scholars could establish a greater understanding of that world—although everything was gone, such understanding and mory were ultimately aningful.
"I have no use for it," Duncan readily agreed in response to Ted Riel’s request. He handed over the Longsword, his tone reflective, "Let the wise uncover more secrets behind it, and if there are any discoveries, I hope you can share them with ."
"Of course," Ted Riel accepted the Longsword from Duncan with great solemnity. After hesitating for a mont, he continued, "Regarding today’s event and the intelligence obtained, I will convene the scholars at the Academy of Truth for discussion. If we encounter new problems, we might still need your... help."
"No problem," Duncan naturally had no objections. He nodded, gesturing towards Lucia beside him, "You can contact through Lucy—if I think of sothing or discover sothing new, she’ll inform you."
There was still much to explain and discuss. When the "sight limit" of the Great Annihilation suddenly revealed a crack in front of mortals, it was bound to bring a significant impact on academia. The Four Gods Church would also pay attention and discuss this matter. Regardless of whether they were willing to accept it, Holoss and the owner of Holoss were already indispensable parts of this issue.
As for Duncan, he was indifferent about this. In his perspective, there were so crucial and special problems in the vast amount of intelligence he had received that both Lucia and Ted Riel had overlooked or might temporarily fail to understand.
For example, the location of the "deep red" and its counterintuitive behavior.
If the intelligence seen in the fragnts of mory was true, if the "Templar Knight’s" explanation of the "Warrior" was correct, then the "red radiance" that led to the destruction of the world should be located in space—possibly a massive astrophysical phenonon spanning the galaxy, appearing as a band of light against the backdrop of the stars.
And this raised a question: planets rotate, and at least from the scenes seen in the mory fragnts, the "Warrior’s" holand had normal sunrises and sunsets, the rotation of stars.
Thus, the "red band" theoretically located in space should also move across the sky with other stars, rising and setting.
But why would the "deep red" always be situated in a specific position in the sky?
The "Warrior" and his companions were always looking for where the deep red fell because in their eyes, the red light always remained fixed in a specific position in the sky, leading them to completely miss that the light was actually not falling on the ground but was located in the background of the stars.
The "Templar Knight" had also expressed this doubt at the end—in a sense, this was also the last and largest "astronomical discovery" of their civilization during its existence.
Duncan’s conjecture was that the "light" was no longer just so visible entity; "deep red" was rely its appearance, and its essence...可能已经涉及到宇宙基础秩序, even the "rules" level of "destruction" and "distortion."
It may be a dinsional tear or a more profound and complex phenonon.
However, Ted Riel and Lucia were still unable to perceive this issue at the mont and would probably find it difficult to understand for so ti—they did not even understand the concept of a planet.
This would have to be explained slowly; even if Duncan was now willing to explain, it would take a very long ti.
The second issue was: what exactly should the concept of "world" in the "World Convergence Theory" be?
Is each "world" located on different planets within the sa universe, or from a broader perspective...different "universes"?
Duncan looked up at Ted Riel, who was still pondering, and at the Longsword in his hand.
"The moon" and the "Longsword" might support most of the descriptions in the World Convergence Theory, but they were not enough to confirm what the "world fragnts" constituting the Endless Sea were on a "level", broadly speaking, each planet could be called a world, each universe...could also be called a world.
For Duncan, this distinction was significant.
But this was also sothing the "Truth Confidant" and the "Witch of the Sea" were currently unable to understand and perceive—Duncan could not think of how to explain these concepts to them in a short ti.
Aside from this, the secrets of the "deep red light" itself were certainly more worthy of attention—Duncan had "seen" that ominous radiance more than once.
In the vision of New Hope’s crash, in the oil paintings inside Alice’s Mansion, that red light had appeared.
What exactly was that?
Lucia noticed the long silence from Duncan and the constant changes in his expression as he pondered.
She was sowhat worried, "Father, is sothing wrong?"
"I have many questions that need sorting out," Duncan montarily ca out of his musings, shaking his head lightly, "Let’s go back for now, and once I have so ideas, I will discuss them with you."
Lucia still seed worried, but from Duncan’s deanor, she realized that these probably were issues "difficult to explain to others."
This was the first understanding they had reestablished during the brief days they spent together.
So, she just nodded, not asking further.
"It’s ti to leave," Duncan sighed lightly, glancing at Nina and Sherry, who still looked sowhat uneasy, then his gaze landed on Ted Riel, "Escort us out."
The Truth Confidant nodded, conjured the "Gate" again from the book, and then, along with Duncan and others, passed through the gate, returning to the academy near Crown District.
"I will make so arrangents after returning," Before saying goodbye, Ted Riel glanced at Nina and Sherry beside Duncan, "You and your followers can move around the city without interference, but in return..."
"Don’t worry, there won’t be any trouble," Duncan interrupted before the other could finish, a friendly smile on his face, "We are all law-abiding citizens who value the peace of the City-State."
The Truth Confidant clearly paused montarily.
Even Lucia was taken aback.
Clearly, both were skeptical.
However, Ted Riel quickly controlled the change in his facial expressions and stiffly but politely smiled, "That would be best."
He then paused and added very sincerely, "We should get together again soti. Although you may not rember , I still look forward to discussing those... inconceivable ’knowledge’ with you."
Duncan smiled, "Many people are afraid to discuss ’knowledge’ with . You are one of the few brave ones, so I look forward to it."
Lucia looked at her father and then at the Truth Confidant across from her.
Miss Witch suddenly felt sowhat emotional.
It seems that teaching is indeed a difficult task, as the Truth Confidant would rather discuss subspace with father than face the graduating students...
After a brief farewell, Duncan left the academy facility with Nina and Sherry, along with Lucia.
They returned to Witch’s Mansion at 99 Crown Street.
"Settle yourselves, I’m going upstairs to rest—do not disturb unless it’s sothing important."
With that simple instruction from Duncan, he ruffled Nina’s and Sherry’s hair and then stepped onto the staircase leading to the second floor.
After a while, a sowhat dazed Sherry turned her head and muttered quietly to Nina, "The captain seems in a bad mood..."
"It’s not really about being in a good or bad mood..." Nina hesitated, also whispering her opinion, "Uncle Duncan has a lot on his mind—but actually, he’s in a better state today than the last few days. He’s not as gloomy, just seems to have a lot to consider."
Sherry pondered for a mont, then cautiously looked up at Lucia, who seed lost in thought beside her, and whispered to Nina, "I didn’t quite understand what the captain was talking about."
"I didn’t quite get it either," Nina said with a hint of embarrassnt, "It’s probably sothing only a scholar of high calibre can understand..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lucia suddenly broke the silence, "Don’t worry about it, even scholars can’t fully understand them."
Nina and Sherry both jumped, startled, staring sowhat blankly at Miss Witch.
Lucia shook her head at them, her expression serious and stern.
"They’re ’knowledge’ from the Subspace, just ’processed’ by my father to be less harmful—but still not sothing ordinary people can easily understand."
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