The cold wind was blowing, the sky outside the window was dark and the rolling clouds were like an ocean in a storm, surging like a tide.
Charlotte, wearing black animal skins, sat in front of the campfire, holding a wooden cup filled with hot water in both hands, listening to Halfdan introduce everything about the country.
This place is in the north of the Miria continent, a country called the Kingdom of Towers.
The rulers of the kingdom are a group of beings revered as the Revelators.
They have god-like beautiful appearance and super-mortal power, and came here from the distant kingdom of God's grace during the terrifying and chaotic era of the God's Fall.
In the stories passed down by the elders in the Northern Frontier, the Apocalypsers came to Miriam like saviors.
They defeated the evil old gods, built towers in the wilderness, enlightened civilization, and brought new life to the northern people who were struggling in the wind and snow.
Since the erection of the Central Tower, the Apocalypse has ruled the Northern Frontier for more than four hundred years. The day when the Chosen One defeated the Old Gods and built the Tower was called the First Year of Apocalypse by the northern people.
The first year of Apocalypse opens the era of Apocalypse, and the Apocalypse is the symbol of authority and holiness of the Kingdom of the Tower!
Charlotte listened quietly to Halfdan's story of the history of the Kingdom of the Tower.
In the eyes of this hunter, all she saw was yearning and awe for the Apocalypse.
Especially when mentioning the mythical power possessed by the Apocalypse, the fear and desire for "mythical power" is almost beyond words.
"Mr. Halfdan, you... seem to admire the Apocalypse quite a lot? You said I look a lot like them? Can we talk about it in detail?"
Charlotte asked calmly.
Halfdan nodded and said:
"Oh, of course. The Apocalypse People look very similar to us Northerners, but their skin is more delicate and smooth, like flowing milk. They almost never age or die, and their lifespans far exceed those of us mortals. The power of the gods they possess can easily defeat all wild beasts..."
"If it weren't for them, the North would still be ravaged by wild beasts. If it weren't for them, who knows how many northerners would have died in the ice storms of the old gods and the claws of wild beasts..."
"Oh, yes, the most striking symbol of the Apocalypse is their pair of pointed ears. Legend has it that they are proof of being descendants of the great and only true God, the Moon Goddess Artemis. They are the ears of God that symbolize nobility and divine grace!"
"Puff..."
Upon hearing this, Charlotte, who was putting hot water into her mouth, sprayed it out.
“Cough cough cough… cough cough cough…”
She coughed violently and looked at Halfdan with a strange look:
"Pointy ears... and Artemis, goddess of the moon?"
"Yes, did you remember something?"
Halfdan asked.
Charlotte's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked calmly:
"When you say the Apocalypse, do you mean the elves?"
"Elf?"
Halfdan was stunned, looking confused.
"No, nothing."
Charlotte shook her head.
However, her heart was not as calm as she appeared...
Artemis, goddess of the moon!
Charlotte was not unfamiliar with this god. Having read many books of Miriah during the year of traveling through time, she knew that the traditional god worshipped by the elves was the moon goddess Artemis!
Combining Halfdan's history of the Kingdom of the Tower with the various continental historical records she had read this year, Charlotte suddenly had an extremely absurd guess:
Could it be that when I woke up, I traveled back to thousands of years ago
This absurd speculation is not without reason.
Although the historical records handed down by the various races and churches on the Miriam continent are different, and there are obvious glorification and conflicting records of their respective gods, overall, there are still some specific periods in history that are recognized by various races.
The most mainstream historians on the continent of Miria believe that the history of Miria started with the emergence of elves and can be roughly divided into the "Elf Era", "Myth Era", "Blood Moon Era" and "Sacred Era".
In the most ancient era of the elves, the elves came from the Old World to the New World for unknown reasons and named the New World Miria.
In Elvish, it means "new world".
They established a brilliant elven civilization and directly prompted the awakening of the old gods sleeping in various parts of Miriam, leading to the opening of the mythological era.
In the mythological era, a war broke out between the elves and the old gods, and in the war, new gods ascended to the throne one by one...
Eventually, the brilliant elven culture declined in the war, and a chaotic war between the rising new gods and the old gods broke out that lasted for hundreds of years...
In order to win the war, the gods shared their power with mortals, and then... extraordinary people began to appear.
In the end, Artemis, the goddess of the moon who led the elves to Miria, the King of Eternal Night, the ancestor of the bloodline, and Oceanus, the king of the sea, won the final victory and gained dominance over the gods.
Although Artemis, the moon goddess, won the battle, she was disheartened by the decline of the elves and chose to live in seclusion.
The ancestors of the bloodline, the King of Eternal Night and the King of the Sea Oceanus, controlled the continent and ocean of Miria respectively.
The sea is the home of the Leviathan monster, which rules the ocean and is destined to be far away from civilization, while the continent is the real center of the world.
As the blood descendants came to rule the continent, the Blood Moon Era, which lasted for nearly a thousand years in Miria, began.
And then, there is the disappearance of the ancestor of the bloodline, the civil strife among the bloodline gods, the awakening and rise of the creator god Harald, and the holy war that lasted for a thousand years...
The ancient God of Creation resurrected, suppressed all enemies with his powerful force, and completely unified the entire continent.
The gods retired, and Miriah entered an era of human rule under the leadership of the Holy Royal Court.
until today…
These historical materials are extremely rare and ancient records.
Even Charlotte had to rely on the Castel family's background and Sebastian's power to collect it from all over.
Charlotte cannot guarantee that these are all true history, but at least... they are the history closest to the truth recognized by mainstream scholars of Miriam.
Since the elves set foot on Miria three thousand years ago, too many myths have been born here, and too many myths have fallen. In the past three thousand years, civilizations have been born and destroyed, destroyed and born again. Each reincarnation represents the eternal burial of a period of history. Sometimes even the gods may not be able to tell the truth...
At this moment, combined with Halfdan's stories, Charlotte had a bold and crazy guess in her mind:
Could it be that after waking up, I traveled back to the time when the elves set foot on Miria, when the Elven Era and the Mythological Era intersected, two or three thousand years ago in history? !