Observer Fortress, Magic Garden, Underground Prison.

Eliot's answer made Xu Nan a little confused, but then he couldn't help but become solemn.

Because Elliot began to talk to himself about more things, about the so-called "green light".

Xu Nan observed that his state seemed not to be talking nonsense, but to be more afraid of Xu Nan. In this state of fear, Elliot, who could only barely maintain rationality, almost knew everything.

Although Xu Nan remained skeptical about these remarks, the news that Elliot said was enough to surprise him.

It turns out that the so-called green light is actually the top expert in the shadow world!

One of the Nine Colors of the Shadow World, one of the founders of the Ninth Manor, is famous for assassinating a god with weak divine power!

Even among the legendary wanderers, the green light is enough to rank up.

At first, Xu Nan thought that he had done something that made the big men in the Shadow World stare at him.

But later, with Elliot's stuttering description, he found that things seemed to be moving in a direction that he had never expected.

Elliot's visit to the Observer Fortress is not just investigating the "small town Song".

In fact, he concealed part of the truth from Qin Lele. He had another task for Evelyn, and that task was arranged by Green Light himself.

Eliot has a Heart-Eating Talisman. As long as the talisman is locked on Evelyn, the owner of the talisman can easily control Evelyn. The so-called investigation of the small town Song mission is more about putting a guise on this mission.

In other words, Green Light also knew that there were many people in the Ninth Manor, and the material world was even more hidden. If you want to attack Evelyn, you must do a good job of concealing the world.

Elliot himself did not mention this matter to the third person after taking over the mission.

Because of the existence of prophecy and divination, many things must be carried out quietly, which is the duty of the conspirator.

No wonder Green Light trusted Elliot so much. If Xu Nan hadn't forced the harvest of Elliot's soul in order to be promoted to the Apostle of Desire, I'm afraid there would be no chance of this news leaking!

"Who wants to manipulate Evelyn in the Ninth Manor? What does he want to do?"

Xu Nan looked at the Heart-Eating Spike in his hand and frowned.

Thinking of Evelyn's abnormal state and blood-colored dream, he always felt that something was happening under his nose.

Based on his understanding of Elliot, there will inevitably be some bloody storms where this person appears, which is the characteristic of a conspirator. Is the ice wind leader, which looks calm now, brewing a huge conspiracy?

Xu Nan's concerns are reasonable. Elliot's last calculation directly triggered the rebirth of Ferlando's clone and the stubborn stone devil; even if the action was smaller this time, it would probably be a terrible conspiracy.

What made Xu Nan a little annoyed was that he could only learn some fragmented news about the Green Light, the Shadow Realm and the mission itself from Elliot.

Elliot himself, who seemed to know nothing about these things, was just faithfully carrying out the commission of Green Light.

Xu Nan can basically determine that he has not lie. With a super-spirited vision, he can judge whether a person's language is true through emotional fluctuations; but what a person says is the truth, which does not necessarily mean that he has not concealed anything.

Sometimes, some truths that are full of confusing and limitations are more likely to be misleading than lies.

"Look at him!"

After ordering the Heavenly Goose to take on the task of a good jailer, he hurriedly left the underground prison.

He wanted to talk to Evelyn.

...

In the afternoon, Xu Nan finally met Evelyn, who was said to be very busy.

Her soul still looks in poor spirits, but with the help of some magical items, her appearance still looks radiant.

"Is there anything urgent?"

In the library on the side of the lord's hall, she quickly flipped through several thick books, occasionally glanced at Xu Nan with a little apology: "I didn't expect there would be so much preparation..."

Xu Nan nodded.

As a lord of a territory, it is understandable how busy he is in his daily work. After all, there is only one hand-off manager like himself.

He moved several large books from the library to her office for Evelyn. Xu Nan glanced at him and found that these books were related to the Atsam family and some content related to the customs of the Kutlings.

"What is this doing?" he did not ask directly, but was thinking about the wording.

Evelyn took a sip of water and blinked:

"Do you remember the Cold Day celebration I told you yesterday?"

"This morning, I chatted with a respected old man and found that things might have had some deviations. I have to carefully verify the authenticity of the matter."

"I'm sorry, I probably don't have time to spend with you before the celebration."

Xu Nan glanced at the glass of water and said helplessly:

"I think what you need is a perfect sleep, not this kind of repetitive purification water."

Evelyn stuck out her tongue and her cheeks were slightly red, but she was still quickly flipping through a thick book.

"Can you talk to me?" Xu Nan sighed.

"Huh?" Evelyn was obviously absent-minded, which was very rare in her conversation with Xu Nan.

"Celebration of the Cold Day? What happened?" Xu Nan rolled his eyes.

Evelyn hesitated for a moment: "This involves some secrets..."

"When I didn't ask." Xu Nan rubbed his temples and was about to reveal the results of his interrogation directly.

Who knew Evelyn seemed to panic and immediately responded:

"But there shouldn't be much of a problem."

"The premise is that if you are really interested."

She closed the thick book with some grievance, closed her eyes, and quickly threw a soundproof barrier.

Then she shook the buttons on her sleeves and carefully added a powerful silence field.

So careful? Xu Nan suddenly became a little interested in the so-called celebration.

"Tomorrow is a celebration of the cold day. The cold day is of great significance to the people under the leadership of the Ice Wind..."

With the help of refreshing water, Evelyn told the story in a casual manner

For most residents in the Northland, the Mudong Festival is the most important celebration day of the year. The Mudong Festival means that hard work has come to the end of the year, and everyone can finally have a good rest for a winter. After the Mudong Festival, it also means that most areas in the Northland have entered a severe winter season when heavy snow covers the mountains.

But for the Kutlins, the cold day is the most meaningful festival.

As the name suggests, the coldest day of the year refers to the coldest day of the year. The coldest day of each year is calculated by the traditional elders of the Kutlin people through the orbit of the moon. The cold day is usually the most silent day when the ice wind leads to the coldest time, and it is also the coldest time.

For others, it is difficult to understand that the Kutlins define such a cold day as a major festival of the nation; but Evelyn understands their intentions

The coldest days mean that the coldest time has passed, and every day after that day will be better than before.

This relatively optimistic meaning gives more beautiful meaning to the cold day, and also makes the annual cold day celebration the most lively festival led by the ice wind.

Young lovers will take to the streets and bravely declare their life love to the world; the elders will use the last season of autumn mugwort to make spring talismans and give them to their younger generations, meaning peace; the children will play role-playing games on the streets, and the strongest children will often get the right to play the hero Atsam; and families with newborns will often throw their babies in the thick snow on the day of cold weather and listen to their loud crying.

It is said that the louder the cry, the better.

According to the customs of the Kutlin people, babies who have not experienced the baptism of the cold cannot grow up healthily.

All of the above shows the significance of this festival to the Ice Wind.

But in addition to this, the cold day actually has another meaning: that is the anniversary of the hero Atsam.

It is said that Atsam died on the day of the cold day, so they would make a dessert called [Little Mold Fruit Pie] on the day of the cold day to miss their great heroes.

...

"The thing is related to Atsam?" Hearing this, Xu Nan couldn't help but interrupt.

He vaguely felt that the difficult events Evelyn encountered might be related to the clues of the shadow boundaries he had obtained.

Evelyn nodded: "It is their custom to commemorate Atsam on the cold day."

"In the past years, Atsam's family would have descendants to participate in the celebration; they would take out the treasures passed down from the family and participate in the ceremony."

Atsam has descendants? Xu Nan was a little surprised. Why had he never heard of a similar family in Bingfengling?

"This year's celebration was the same, but news suddenly came: the only heir of the Atsam family chose to refuse to attend the celebration of the cold day because of their weakness and illness. They only sent one servant to attend..."

Evelyn's expression seemed a little helpless.

"The Atsam family... actually there is not much to say. Since Atsam, this family has been exhausted from the blood of heroes, and no one has ever appeared again. Most of their heirs are mediocre, and most of them have talented ambitions, but most of them cannot last for too long."

"They lived a secluded life and lived in a small valley not far from the Ten Commandments Monastery. Because of the protection of their ancestors, they were respectful to them, but they did not like to communicate with the residents of the territory."

"I once went to that valley and they built a very gorgeous castle inside. They used to have great financial resources, but they could not withstand the consumption of generations. Now they are much more embarrassed, but they can't lower their heads to make a living. The heirs of this generation are even more ill-inducing waste who still want to drink."

"To be honest, I was really shocked at that time. He actually wanted me to stay and be his wife to give birth to the so-called great blood descendants of Atsam for him... Some girls might be deceived by him because of the legend of the senior heroes, but I was really disgusted at that time."

"After I came back, I didn't believe that the descendants of a hero could fall to this point. I looked up a lot of information, but I didn't get a real answer. Later, I gave up. Maybe this is a mortal. The blood of mortals can give birth to real heroes, but it will also give birth to many mediocre existences. I shouldn't ask them for the blood of heroes."

Speaking of this, Evelyn's eyes became a little erratic.

"It should have ended here. Although there were no members of the Atsam family participating, the celebration still had to be carried out. So after thinking for a few years, I chose to invite a respected old man to host the celebration of the cold day."

"That is Mr. Quelras of the Temple of Tasar."

Evelyn yawned a little sleepy, and Xu Nan handed her a cup of tea. She took a big sip with some gratitude and continued to state.

...
To be continued...