Although the lettering on the stone was rather blurred, considering how much time it had weathered, it was remarkably well preserved.
The inscription was in German, with a touch of Gothic script, and so far, the only butler they knew of was the one in the Castle.
Wei Yanchi frowned as he searched his memory for information about Sea City. He narrowed the period to Year 1739 through 1750 and found that several coastal cities could have been called Sea City back then. Narrowing the range further, he traced a route across the map in his mind.
The closest one was the seaside city Xie De was attacking.
Wei Yanchi looked up toward the distant horizon and began guessing who had carved the stone.
Lin Darong asked, "Wasn't this stone carved by players?"
"Possibly, but there's only a thirty percent chance."
A gust of wind blew past. Wei Yanchi narrowed his eyes slightly and laid out a whole series of deductions in those few seconds.
"First, the material. It looks ordinary, but it's actually an expensive piece of agate, Blood-Gall Fish, at that. It just hasn't been processed. If you were a player, would you carve into something like this just to leave a clue?"
"Second, the lettering on that stone is in the Gothic script favored by D Country's nobility in Year 1739. Players probably wouldn't bother. They usually carve Chinese characters."
"Finally, this butler was always in the Castle and never went anywhere. This isn't a particularly important clue, either, because we all know he was hanged. There's no reason for them to carve an unimportant clue into such an expensive raw stone."
Lin Darong silently took a step back.
Lin Zhenyue stepped forward and asked, "But what good does knowing that do us? Is the clue on