Chapter 105: The Prophecy of Suratu (Happy New Year!)

Chapter 105: The Prophecy of Suratu (Happy New Year!)

Although Axi didn’t explicitly state what the matter was, his grand arrival here suggested that it was something of great significance.

Not a trivial matter, so it must be something major.

And the major events that happened three hundred years ago? They aren’t too many in number, yet they can barely be counted.

For example, the war between the Human Race and the Elves, the conflict between humans and the Merfolk, the disintegration of the Human Empire, and the exile of Machia’s king—these were all major events from three hundred years ago.

Despite the numerous events, many of them hardly warranted Axi making a special trip here.

He could have easily gathered the relevant information outside.

Thus, whatever Axi wanted to investigate must be something that couldn’t be found in the outside world.

Or perhaps it was something that differed from what could be found externally.

The key to this would quickly dawn on Andrew if he thought it over for a while.

After figuring it out, Andrew naturally had a rough guess in his mind about the real reason behind Axi’s visit.

Thinking about what Axi might be here for made Andrew quite uneasy.

He then scrutinized Axi closely, and by chance, his gaze fell upon the sword that Axi carried on his back.

The long sword was peeking out from behind Axi, and Andrew couldn’t help but notice it.

After a brief pause of silence in the air, Axi, seeing Andrew remain silent, spoke up: “I know there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If you, Lord Andrew, are willing to help me with this matter, I am ready to do something within my capacity for the Tower of the Archmage.”

Andrew pulled his mind away from the long sword on Axi’s back and replied, “Since what you’re investigating happened three hundred years ago, why are you so insistent on knowing about it? And you’re even willing to owe a favor for it. You should know that three hundred years have gone by; the world has changed drastically. Even if you learn something, it’ll be hard to make any changes.”

After saying this, Andrew himself showed a look of lament.

Time truly is a cruel butcher’s knife, effortlessly taking many things away from people’s lives.

“That matter is very important to me, and I hope you, Lord Andrew, can allow me to check it out.”

Axi didn’t shrink back at Andrew’s discouragement.

He stood resolutely firm.

Seeing Axi’s demeanor, a barely noticeable smile curled Andrew’s lips.

Then he spoke, “Alright, I’ll agree. Phil, from now on, you will take Axi and the others to the library. Whatever Axi wants to find, you’ll guide him. Remember to treat them well; don’t neglect our guests.”

“Understood!”

Phil, who had been silent until now, replied.

Afterwards, he looked at Axi and Airael, continuing, “Mr. Axi, please follow me.”

“Thank you for your assistance,” Axi responded politely.

Phil smiled and said, “That’s what I’m here for.”

With that, he began to lead the way.

Airael and the others followed behind Phil as he guided them to the library of the Tower of the Archmage.

Andrew watched them leave.

His gaze lingered on Axi, or more precisely, on the sword on Axi’s back.

“Could it really be him?”

Once their silhouettes completely disappeared, Andrew murmured to himself.

If it is him, that would indeed be quite the coincidence.

But it can’t be completely ruled out.

Andrew’s mind immediately plunged into memories.

It was a prophecy.

One that his ancestors, the Grand Mage Suratu, left behind on his deathbed: the King of Machia would return with the Sword of the King after three hundred years.

This prophecy had not been widely circulated, only shared among the core members of the Tower of the Archmage.

Over the years, the Tower had been striving towards this as their goal.

After all, it was a prophecy left by their forebear.

As for its reliability, although some had doubted it, most still held a belief in it.

One reason was trust in their forebear; after all, they felt obligated to listen to his words.

Another reason was that the timing of three hundred years felt just right. If calculated from that time, the Elven Queen would be marrying to become the human Empress three hundred years later.

Thus, a new Emperor would need to arise for the human race.

This was also arranged by their forebear long ago.

So, in their minds, their ancestor must have had a plan.

But they were unaware of the specifics.

What they knew was that the King of Machia would return with the Sword of the King.

Two important terms existed: the King of Machia and the Sword of the King.

As for the King of Machia, it’s most likely the descendant of the exiled Victor, while the Sword of the King was something they had never heard of before.

They only learned of its existence after the prophecy was left.

A sword with such a name sounded full of prestige.

The King would return with the Sword of the King, bringing Machia its king once more.

But after the return of the King of Machia, could they lead Machia back to glory?

This question lacked an answer, and they dared not make wild guesses.

Without further ado, under Phil’s guidance, Airael and the others quickly arrived at their final destination.

The library of the Tower of the Archmage.

It was a very large room filled with numerous bookshelves, without a doubt overflowing with countless books.

“Here we are, the library of the Tower of the Archmage. I wonder, Mr. Axi, what kind of information are you looking for?”

“I want to see materials related to the exile of the King of Machia.”

Phil, only now realizing what Axi needed, looked at him in surprise.

“What’s the matter?” Axi frowned, asking.

“Nothing, I’m just a bit curious why Mr. Axi cares so much about such a matter. You don’t seem like someone who enjoys gossip,” Phil replied with an embarrassed smile.

“It’s important to me,” Axi replied expressionlessly.

He merely echoed what he had said to Andrew.

He didn’t elaborate on how important it was.

In this case, he kept a little secret for himself.

But even so, it was enough to convince Phil.

Sure enough, Phil looked at Axi and apologized, “Sorry.”

At the same time, he began to scrutinize Axi closely.

As Andrew’s disciple, he was aware of some things.

Thus, he also started to harbor doubts.

Was the person they were looking for really Axi?

Given the significance of this matter, he didn’t dare to jump to conclusions, only daring to speculate silently in his heart.