Countless speculations sprang into Gawain's mind at once—about the sentinels mentioned in the Book of Verde, about that vaguely unsettling warning. Yet no matter how he reasoned through those theories, they ultimately lacked any crucial, compelling clues. In the end, it was nothing more than pointless guesswork.
"Verde said he knew nothing about the 'sentinels'?" Emerging from his thoughts, Gawain could not help looking at Amber and confirming it once more.
"That's what he said," Amber nodded. "In fact, he had no idea what was in his own 'book.' If I hadn't suddenly decided to open it and take a look, he might not even have realized that he could be opened. I get the feeling there must be something wrong with his mental state too. Like Maggie mentioned, Modir's memories have a lot of gaps. Now it seems Modir probably has similar symptoms as well."
"...Do you think the thing that caused Modir Wilde to split apart might have been that 'sentinel'?" Gawain thought for a moment before suddenly speaking. "Let's assume the sentinel is some dangerous entity of immense power that we do not yet understand. Modir Wilde might have encountered it by chance during one of his adventures, and that contact caused his split, leaving a powerful impression of 'Beware the Sentinels' in Verde's memories. But later, for some unknown reason, that portion of his memories vanished, leaving only a warning hidden in the book that even he himself did not know about..."
Amber nodded as she listened to Gawain. The moment he finished, she said, "You know, that's exactly what I guessed too... Don't lots of stories go like that? Adventurers encounter an ancient Evil Spirit, pay a terrible price, leave behind a warning for future generations, and then lose their memories or something. They say