Chapter 313 — What He Saw and Heard
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Under Gao Jiran's gaze, Daniel did not hold out for long before lowering his head. "...In the face of your mighty power, my loyalty to Typhon and the Ever-Sleepers can be set aside."
"Very good," Gao Yang nodded in satisfaction, then pointed at the Ever-Sleepers' special edition on network security. "Then we will start with this one. This will be your first step toward advancement within the Order of the Long Night. First, you must not spread this knowledge directly. Instead, you must find the fatal flaws in the current psychic network, and tell those discoveries to the believers one tier above you or at your own level. When the Ever-Sleepers gradually become aware of these hidden dangers, you will release the contents of the first chapter as your own research findings. Let us first look at what a distributed network is, and the concept of network resource allocation..."
Daniel lowered his head, assuming the posture of a respectful pupil.
He truly did recall the days of his youth, the years when he had first followed his mentor in learning knowledge...
At the same time, somewhere in the Eastern Province of Ansu, in a certain town.
The snow had stopped, and brilliant stars had emerged in the clear night sky. The starlight shone upon the earth, and the accumulated snow reflected the starlight in turn, so that this town after nightfall did not fall completely into darkness. In the crude alleys cluttered with stone and wooden buildings, a tall, lean figure wrapped in a black hooded cloak was quietly making his way through the streets.
After finding a corner that could shelter him from the cold wind, the figure stopped and took off the cloak's hood.
Beneath the hood was the striking golden hair peculiar to silver elves, and an exceptionally handsome face.
A high elf ranger, Suojilin Frostleaf.
The human town seemed especially quiet deep in the night—at least, the places where the poor gathered were. Suojilin's long elven ears twitched lightly in the air; he could hear the sound of lutes and tambourines still drifting from the distant lord's castle, which meant the nobles' nightlife had only just begun.
The high ranger drew a breath of the fresh yet icy air, then could not help frowning and pressing a hand near his chest.
That strange woman was more formidable than he had imagined. Although ranger was not exactly a profession well suited to frontal combat, he had still not expected that fighting an opponent who seemed to be a druid would leave him at a disadvantage.
If he had not followed the advice of the knight named Byron and brought along some "new-style weapons for the vindication of justice," he felt his current situation would surely be even worse.
As Suojilin soothed the throbbing ache of his wounds and felt his flesh slowly neutralizing those strange toxins bit by bit with the aid of supernatural power, he recalled the battle. He had finally confirmed that the power the woman used was indeed druidic.
Toxins, withered vines, thorns, corrupted treants—all were spells derived from druidism, yet all showed clear signs of corruption and degeneration... The Order of the End of All Things? That should be the most likely explanation.
Why would a high-ranking believer of the Order of the End of All Things infiltrate an elven monitoring station... What was her purpose?
The cold night wind blew through the alleys once more. Suojilin tightened his cloak and temporarily set aside these thoughts. It would be better to wait until he returned to Cecil's domain. Gao Yang and the clever people under him could offer more advice—far better than him blindly guessing here alone.