The outline of the conspiracy had gradually emerged, but the doubts within it had not diminished in the slightest. The Mage Guild's objective was impossible to guess, and the research into "gray energy" still led nowhere.
Twenty thousand years ago, the "Life's Praise" project had officially begun. That had also been shortly after Aemod-Flameclaw fused with evil psionic energy, went mad, and fell... Had that pitiful Legendary Red Dragon become a test subject in the final stage of the "gray energy" experiments?
Ten thousand years ago, the "Chairman" convened the first "Executor" meeting. Shortly after that meeting ended, the Kingdom of Karu in one "oasis" announced its dissolution and forcibly dispersed hundreds of millions of citizens carrying "gray energy"... Was it because, after that "meeting," the Mage Guild realized that it might have been exposed and accelerated the execution of its plan?
None of these matters could be verified. They could only exist as conjectures in the Legendary Mage's mind.
As the saying went, "Clouds rise by the stream as the sun sets behind the pavilion; mountain rain approaches, and wind fills the tower."
That simple verse was enough to describe the quiet situation on the Faerun plane... and Punk's current mood as well...
Come to think of it, it was not surprising that Mestur had managed to conceal his conspiracy until now. Given the current state of the "Legendary Island" in this era, even if the "Archmage" were exposed someday in the future, it could only be because of his own "detonation" or fate's punishment.
First of all, for the Mage Guild, which called itself the foremost legendary organization, concealing things from the gods was not difficult. Across the entire Faerun plane, only the churches of the "God of Justice" and the "God of Life" had each dispatched a