"Have you noticed that the humanoid relics of the Keeper of Secrets are all perfectly sane, and their Whisper Elements aren't particularly strong?"
White Fog shrouded the island. The Central Great Lake of the Great Swamp was illuminated by the firelight from Lake Heart Island. Black snow swept across the land in the Gale, and this night was destined to be anything but peaceful.
Faint firelight came from the top of the lighthouse in the island's northeast. The man carrying the Black Handbag stood with Shade on the lighthouse's highest level, while Shade frowned slightly.
"Yes. They're very different from those mad and dangerous relics."
Shade nodded.
"That is because nearly all Keeper of Secrets humanoid relics are connected to the five Intellect Angels."
Together, they looked down from the lighthouse's top level at the island hidden beneath dense fog. Snowflakes whirled through the mist, and firelight flickered everywhere. Yet this lighthouse alone was so peaceful. Behind them, the lighthouse beam automatically rotated with the lens assembly, sending two fan-shaped beams circling the top of the tower.
"Although My Lord, the Keeper of Secrets Mentor, departed, He still wished to scatter the secrets of the past and inherited knowledge among mortals. He still wished for the light of Wisdom and Knowledge to continue passing through civilization in the age after the Ancient Gods' departure, allowing the fading firelight of civilization to endure for longer.
"Therefore, after My Lord, the Keeper of Secrets Mentor, entered Slumber, the five Intellect Angels took on the duties of a god. Because Angels cannot directly contact mortals, they chose us to contact and test mortals. That is the meaning of the Keeper of Secrets."
Shade turned slightly to look at him. The man holding the suitcase, entwined by Whisper Elements, continued to stare into the