Just like Scroll had said, most of the content was messed up. It seemed as if the text wasn’t written in the common language, at least the grammar wasn’t the same. Within the book a blood moon was mentioned, as well as a huge stone gate, but nowhere did he find any trace of the Holy City. In fact, apart from some words he was occasional able to understand, the meaning of many other words wasn’t clear for him. Most of the Book’s content he just couldn’t read — in the end his summary was:
Rolland skipped through the long passages, jumping straight to the end. Even so, the book was quite thick, it had very little content and most of its sides were blank. But when he turned to the last page, he suddenly saw a readable text. The previous neat writing became illegible, as it had been written down in a hurry, but the content was understandable and cleared many questions.
The first sentence still written in neat handwriting was “We have failed. Mortals cannot overcome the Devil.”
What does this mean? Roland rubbed his fingers over the handwritten line, had the original owner of this ancient book also had to fight against those monsters in the wild lands? He turned his view further down and continued reading –
“The Devils grew each day in number, but every day we became less.”
“God’s Stone of Retaliation was also unable to stop them. It would only work against their unparalleled strange powers, but even without relying on their magic, they were still fierce and terrible enemies.”
“The Holy City of Taquila has already fallen into the enemy’s hands, the only option left to us was to scatter in all directions.”
“Over the mountains, across the rivers. Trying to flee as far away from the Gates of Hell as possible. ”
“But for the next time, where to should we flee?”
“But, this isn’t something I have to think about. I am going to die, Natalia.”
“The Devil’s power is corroding my body, and every one of our drugs are malfunction.”
“I’m writing all this down because I have a simple matter I want to request of you to do for me.”
Alice’s test of the God’s Punishment Army is already approaching its end, and the test was a success. Even when facing the extraordinary Devil Warriors they have nothing to fear, but she forgot the important point, even if the God’s Punishment Army will win, this victory won’t belong to us.”
” That’s right. The God’s Punishment Army, will lead to our end. ”
“To stop her, only you are left.”
The text he managed to read wasn’t long, Roland swept his gaze once more from beginning to end. He then closed his eyes and began to think about what he had read. Trying to see it from Cara’s perspective.
Assuming that she wasn’t aware of the existence of the Devil’s. And she thought the Devil to refer to a witch. Using this assumption, it would be easy to imagine that the book was written from the perspective of a member of the Church, fleeing from the witches. Then in combined with widely circulated rumors — after all, the rumours say that the witches are all the Devil’s minions, and that they gained their magic from the Gate of Hell.
Cara most likely thought that the Church actually wanted to hide the truth: That they changed the entry to the Holy Mountain to the Gate of Hell, and that for several hundreds of years, witches already had access to the Holy Mountain, and that they found there an eternal life. So the witches became more and more, yet the warriors of the Church became less and less.
Of course, this theory had many holes to it For example, the author of the text said that the other side possessed strange powers when compared to ordinary people, clearly there were no witches who possessed these characteristics. Another example was that even under the suppression of the God’s Stone of Retaliation, the witches were still able to let the church suffer a crushing defeat, which seemed too bizarre. So in the end, the reason why Cara went on the journey to the wild lands, was still unknown. Maybe she had just been so eager that she didn’t realize that it had already affected her judgment. There was still some content that he wasn’t able to understand, maybe the real cause stood therein?
Roland preferred the latter possibility.
At least he knew now, that the Devil that was described on the last page wasn’t a witch, but was the description of the real alien race.
But all this didn’t reduce his doubts, instead it only his increased his already numerous problems.
