"Look at what you said, it's as if I've always ignored you."
The fortune teller nodded modestly and agreed to Xia De's invitation.
Because Miss Danister's investigation on the "Edwards Family" involved the destroyed town of Green Lake in Green Lake, before determining that the Green Lake area was related to the Chosen One, Shad actually had knowledge of Green Lake City and Michaela Blast Furnace City on the north and south banks of Green Lake.
In order to learn more about the situation, he took advantage of his afternoon time this Monday to visit Mr. Edmund, the folklorist who guards the old lighthouse in Coldwater Harbor.
With the arrival of spring, the old man became more interested in fishing. After he returned to the lighthouse along the path from the bottom of the cliff with a bucket and a fishing rod on his back, he talked to Shad about Green Lake:
"I'm not sure why you've suddenly become interested in that place, but you're definitely not the first ring wizard to try to uncover the secrets of the Edwards family. Although the family has fallen, there are rumors that they really have concocted an elixir of immortality."
The old man entertained Shad in the lighthouse and said something quite surprising.
"Wait a minute, you are kidding me?"
Shade asked in surprise, but Mr. Edmund was definitely not the kind of person who liked to joke:
"Some people believe that in the center of Green Lake Town, in the old mansion that originally belonged to the Edwards family, the secret of the elixir of life is still hidden, or even a part of it. Over the years, many people have landed on that island that is shrouded in white fog all year round. No one knows what those explorers have gained, but what is certain is that the Edwards family is definitely not as simple as we think."
Xia De sat on the sofa and pursed his lips in thought:
"So has anyone tried to find the descendants of the Edwards family before? This would be more direct than exploring the ruins."
"After Green Lake Town fell into ruin, the descendants of the Edwards family did not move to a certain place to live together, but scattered. Do you think this is normal?"
The old man pointed out:
"They are hiding their identities, and it seems more like they are hiding separately, rather than moving because of a natural disaster. This in itself explains a lot of problems. Oh, I have some news that others don't know. I'll sell it to you for 100 pounds at a lower price. Do you need it?"
Although this is a large sum, compared to the stingy old John, Mr. Edmund never sells intelligence at an unscrupulous price:
"Of course, go ahead."
He said as he took out his wallet. The old man nodded, stood up and walked up the iron stairs to the top of the lighthouse. After a while, he brought back an old notebook:
"About thirty years ago, a ring sorcerer who had explored the misty Green Lake Town used his exploration notes to offset the cost of purchasing relics from me. Most of the content in that note is vague or simply unreliable. The valuable part is the four members of the Edwards family who left the island when Green Lake Town was destroyed 128 years ago."
"Oh? That's a lot less than I thought."
Shade suddenly became interested. Even Miss Danister didn't know this information:
"Please explain in detail."
"The four of them are brothers and sisters, the four children of Mr. and Mrs. Edwards who died in the disaster. The eldest son is Hohenheim Edwards, the second son is Edward Edwards, the third son is Alphonse Edwards, and the youngest daughter is Maria Edwards."
Mr. Edmund recounted:
"The eldest son is one year older than the second son, the second son is two years older than the third son, and the third son is two years older than the youngest daughter. When leaving Green Lake Town 128 years ago, Hohenheim should have been 16 or 17 years old, and the youngest daughter was about 11 years old. However, if the contents of the notes are to be believed, the mother of the eldest son Hohenheim is not the same person as the mother of the other three children. The investigation notes seem to believe that the third son Alphonse Edwards may not be Edwards at all, but an adopted child, but this statement is questionable."
"This family is more interesting than I thought. But it has been 128 years since the destruction of Green Lake Town. Unless they really drank the elixir of immortality, these four people should all be dead."
Shade said, thinking in his heart who the witch "Audrey Edwards" and the "Follen brothers" were descendants of. Since the witch inherited the Edwards surname, she was most likely a descendant of the three boys. The Follen brothers mentioned that their grandfather's surname was Edwards, so they were also descendants of the three boys.
"Mr. Edmund, do you know if there are any other organizations that have been interested in the Edwards family in recent years?"
Xia De asked again at last. The old man guarding the lighthouse thought about it and shook his head slowly:
"It should be gone. After all, they are just an ordinary family. No matter how outrageous the rumors are, no one has found anything valuable in a hundred years, and people's interest in it has long disappeared. Besides, if the ring wizard wants to pursue a longer life, there are many ways to do it. Why is it necessary to explore something that is just a rumor?"
“It seems that the local church has not gained or discovered much about the island that is shrouded in white fog all year round.”
Speaking of this, Xia De thought of another thing:
"Speaking of which, does the island where Green Lake Town is located belong to the Green Lake City Parish or the Michaela Blast Furnace City Parish?"
“That’s what you don’t understand.”
Mr. Edmund smiled, dipped his finger in some tea and flicked it lightly. Above the table between the two of them, a water curtain formed a map of the area around Green Lake. The densely populated urban areas were marked on both sides of the lake:
“Green Lake City and Mikaela Blast Furnace City are located on either side of Green Lake, but in fact, the two are almost connected.”
Outside the city on both sides of the lake, the countryside gradually appeared until it connected the city into one:
"Although the urban area does not touch the national border, the rural areas that have grown to the south and north of the city and depend on the city for survival have long been in contact with each other. In addition to belonging to two countries in name, these two ancient and modern cities can actually be regarded as one region. It only takes half an hour to travel from one city to the other."
The winding border line was marked, and the small town in the middle of the lake was assigned to Draerion in the north:
"This is a large diocese, the Green Lake Diocese, which is a rare diocese that governs cities in two different countries. Both cities have churches of the Five Gods Church. Because border management is not strict - you can't expect walls and fences everywhere along the border, the clergy on both sides can cross the border at will to manage it. The Church of Creation, the Church of Dawn, and the Church of the Sun are mainly located in the church of Michaela Blast Furnace City, while the Church of Nature and the Church of Peace are mainly located in the church of Green Lake City in the north."
Xia De nodded:
"However, the cities on both sides have such an unbalanced development, and the border management is not very strict. So won't the northerners move to the southern cities in large numbers? The customs and climates on both sides are very similar, and there won't be any problems with adapting to the water, soil, and diet."
"It is true that this phenomenon exists, but the rise and fall of cities is a stage in the development of civilization. No one can stop it, right?"
Mr. Edmund said, waving his hand above the water curtain map, and the river running through the north and south was enlarged and marked:
"In fact, Green Lake City's transportation location is not bad. Most of Green Lake itself belongs to Delarian, and it is also a good water port. But for various reasons, it missed the first wave of steam industry development, and then it became less and less comparable to the city in the south. Although the rise and fall of civilization is very long, the changes in cities really only take a few decades."
Shad got a lot of useful information from Mr. Edmund that afternoon. In addition to the customs and habits of the Green Lake area, the old folklorist also knew a lot about local rumors and stories.
But compared to the Midhill Castle, which has been known as the boundary between life and death since ancient times, the Great Swamp, which has been sealed with evil creatures in ancient legends, and the Randall River Valley, which has a unique location in the center of the earth in mysticism, the legends in the Green Lake area are common. The former town on the island in the middle of the lake and the mysterious Edwards family are the most interesting things there.
Before bidding farewell to Mr. Edmund in the evening, the old man asked Shade to wait for a moment, then stood up, took out a key and handed it to Shade:
"The time key is probably in the early Fifth Era. You can research the exact time yourself."
“Is it the same offer as before?”
Xia De asked. He planned to open the black time key tonight, so he was not in a hurry to buy other keys recently.
"No, no, I know you can move between cities. If you're going to the Green Lake area soon, please help me buy some fish bones from rotten tail fish. I don't need too many, 20 will be fine, and this key will be your deposit."
The "rotten tail fish" is a very strange fish. When it is born, it looks the same as the most abundant fish in its habitat. But as it grows older, its tail will gradually rot until it completely turns into fish bones, but this does not affect its activities and foraging. Because of its "camouflage" and "semi-dead" characteristics, the skeleton of this strange fish has a wide range of uses, and the Green Lake area is one of the habitats of this strange creature in the Old World.
"There are members of the Guiding Light Hermitage in Green Lake City. They are not ordinary members, but key members like me and Old John. I'll give you the address. You can check if she has any goods. You can also contact the local black market directly. But I don't have much hope. At least when I sent the letter half a month ago, she said she didn't have any. I'm worried that she doesn't take this matter to heart at all, so please go there."
"no problem."
Shad agreed immediately. Mr. Edmund had helped him a lot before, so of course he would help with such a small matter as purchasing materials.