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Well, this thing seems to resemble an oxygen tank, how is it possible for creatures in the wild to have something like this? Roland asked himself in confusion. But directly saying that they have to be aliens, is a little too premature. Looking at their clothes, they are patched together out of pieces of leather and animal skins. This shows that their level of civilization can’t be much further developed than ours is.

Whether it was by using magic or technology, that they were able to cross to other planets, already shows their strength — while the people on earth are still fighting against each other all the time.

Of course, we cannot rule out the point, that it’s just an innate skill of an exotic civilization. Roland thought, for now, the important point is to remember, that “The Devil” is not an invincible enemy, they can be killed.

“In addition to the Devil, we also saw a city floating in the sky,” Leaves added, “No matter how far we moved into its direction, it always stayed just in front of us. Lightning has mentioned something similar to it in her stories, I think she called it a mirage.”

“Can you also draw a picture of the city?” Roland asked in Soraya’s direction.

She nodded, summoned her pen once more, and begun to paint a city floating in the sky just as Leaves had said

Roland viewed the picture carefully, but he was unable to get much information from the vague scenery. Even if the city displayed in the picture really is only a mirage, it still means that somewhere within the wildlands there has to be the real one. There seemed to be red clouds above the city, maybe this is the gas that is needed by the Devils.This explanation is much more reasonable than thinking about aliens, after all, the vast wide lands behind the Impassable Mountain Range is a complete mystery zone, where for a long time no one had set their feet into, so detecting a new race isn’t too surprising.

“I heard from Nightingale and Wendy that Cara decided to look for the Holy Mountain after she read about it in an ancient book,” Roland asked. “Scroll, have you also read the book?”

Scroll hesitated for a moment but then she answered. “Cara didn’t allow anyone to read the book, but… I have still seen a little, but the text was quite messy yet… also incredible.”

“Can you make a copy of it and show me?”

“The text written in the book isn’t true, Your Royal Highness, that the Holy Mountain doesn’t exist confirmed this,” she sighed, but still raised her right hand, “I hope you won’t get confused by the book’s content.”

Suddenly a book out of golden light appeared midair, the book flipped open and its sides turned with an incredible speed, when the book came to its end, it fell directly into Scroll’s hands. “Your Highness, I hope you are the only person who will read it. I don’t want to see any of my sisters become like Cara.”

Roland took the book out Scroll’s hands and comforted her, “I got it.”

When the other witches left the office, Nightingale quietly appeared sitting on the couch. She had lifted up her robe, as usual, and placed both her feet on the table and chewed happily on a dried fish.

“You don’t want to see it?” Roland with a smile on his face, asked.

With a scoffing voice, she answered. “I’m not interested in anything that lunatic loved to look at.”

Roland shook his head, sat himself back behind the table and carefully opened the book. The pages felt just as if the book has become a reality.