The carriage drove smoothly on the main road of the kingdom.
Four days have passed since I left Port Belen. The salty sea breeze in the air has long been replaced by the fresh scent of inland vegetation, and the scenery on both sides of the road has gradually transitioned from monotonous coastal cliffs to rolling green hills and vast fields.
This is a rare and almost boring journey of peace.
Moria spent most of the time with his eyes closed, or reading an old religious book that he got from nowhere. His injuries and the sequelae of using the secret medicine have been restored to their original state under Radiance's self-regulation. However, the battle that took place at Sunken City seemed to have left some invisible things on him, making him appear calmer than before.
Li Wen still hides himself under the shadow of the cloak, seemingly asleep, but in fact most of his mind is immersed in the familiarity with the newly acquired power and planning for the future.
This journey has not been without words. Whenever the carriage passes through a village or town and needs supplies, Moria will always get off.
His simple priest's robe and gentle temperament always allow him to easily blend in with the local residents. He would pray for sick children to ease their ailments; he would help villagers purify their polluted wells, even though it was just the result of rotting animal carcasses rather than an evil curse; and he would patiently listen to farmers' complaints about harvests and weather, giving them whatever comfort he could.
He did all this without ever accepting any form of payment. Whether it was a few copper coins handed over by the grateful villagers or a basket of fresh vegetables picked from the field, he just smiled and declined gently but firmly.
"Radiance is always here, no need to repay." This is what he says most often.
Whenever this happens, Li Wen will quietly watch all this through the gap in the car window. She looked at Moria being surrounded by villagers, with the kind of heartfelt gratitude and respect on her face. She couldn't understand this kind of behavior. In Li Wen's opinion, what Moria did was just useless work.
He cured a child's illness, but the child may still get sick again tomorrow due to poverty and hunger; he purified a well, but the poverty and backwardness of the village would not change in any way.
What he gave was only temporary comfort that only addressed the symptoms but not the root cause. In this doomsday world, this comfort seems so cheap and pale.
But Li Wen did not stop or comment. She is just an observer. She knew that Moria was not naive. He knew the limitations of his own power better than anyone else. Perhaps, for this Firstborn of the Temple, doing good deeds is a kind of practice in itself, a way for him to practice his own path, and it has nothing to do with the results.
While Moria is busy with "mundane things", Li Wen is immersing himself in the deep sea of thoughts.
Regarding the secret phrase "White Death God", she put it aside for the time being. To solve this mystery, she needs a lot of literature on the ancient Giant race myth and Death Cult. These things are not included in "The Final Codex" and can only be found in King Arthur.
Compared to the corrupted original book whose clues were still unclear, Li Wen's thoughts drifted more to another book, Original Text of Lineage.
Ending, Creation, Decay... She has now mastered the clues of three original books. But according to the information from the previous life Strategy Group, there are traces of the whereabouts of an original book early in the game, and those traces are in Royal Capital Camelot of Arthur.
That is the original code shared by Origin Essence and Aether Spectrum - "Book of Truth".
Strategy Group once speculated that the seven legendary magicians who founded Kingdom of Arthur and Sunday Secret College might have paid homage to the original book. Those seven sages used the radiance of reason to dispel the chaos of the ignorant era and laid the foundation of today's Kingdom of Arthur magical civilization. Although "Book of Truth" disappeared after the destruction of Noradun, all signs indicate that if you want to find it, you cannot avoid the behemoth Sunday Secret College.
And Sunday Secret College, as the greatest Magic Society in the kingdom, is located in Royal Capital Camelot.
In this way, going to Royal Capital has become her clearest and most important move at the moment. The two goals of searching for giant mythical books and exploring the clues of "Book of Truth" intersect here.
As the carriage continued to move deeper into the interior of the kingdom, the outline of Camelot began to become clear in the mouths of the travelers.
"The closer you get to Royal Capital, the wider and smoother the road becomes. You see, even the stones on the roadside seem to have been carefully polished." The groom driving the car was a talkative middle-aged man who shared the customs and customs of various places with Moria along the way. "Two more days We can see Camelot's White Rose City Walls. It is said that the wall is made of Giant Era's white rock, and even the dragon's breath cannot shake it."
His tone was full of pride as a citizen of the kingdom, but his simple cognition naturally failed to realize that the giant existed in the same era as Golden Elves, and the breath of the ancient dragon made even the saints retreat.
"When we get to Camelot, there are two places that you must go and see." The groom couldn't stop talking as soon as he started talking, and he kept talking exaggerated content, "One is Sunday Secret College, and that's all day long. It is a holy place that all magicians aspire to. Their Mage Tower is so high that it can pierce the sky. I heard from people in Tavern that those high-ranking magicians can even catch the clouds in the sky and make wine!"
"The other place is St. George's Grand Cathedral." Mentioning this, the groom's face unconsciously showed a hint of awe, "That is the headquarters of Candle Sun Church in Arthur, and it is also the largest church in the kingdom. The dome of that church is made of a single piece of crystal., there is Holy Bell personally blessed by St. George hanging on the bell tower. It is said that every time Holy Bell rings, the light of Radiance will fill the whole Royal Capital, which is more dazzling than the sun in the sky."
Sunday Secret College, St. George's Grand Cathedral, magic and faith, truth and Radiance, Kingdom of Arthur are the two pillars of power. Their reputations are still as powerful as ever even in the official circles far away from Royal Capital.
On the evening of the fifth day of the journey, the carriage stopped at a place called "Oak Town" to prepare for the final supplies. It is less than two days away from Camelot. The town is much more prosperous than the previous village, with an endless stream of caravans and travelers coming and going.
Just as Moria was providing simple treatment to a businessman who injured his ankle after being hit by a carriage, a frightened old woman squeezed over.
"Master Pastor, Master Pastor, please do a good job and save my grandson!"