Masked Book

Chapter 488: Moonlit Sea (2)


Chapter 488: Moonlit Sea (2)


The cautious action of the Cruising bishop dyeing his hair was still vivid in memory, such a precious consumable, perhaps an ordinary person might never use it in their lifetime.


Although the Hero felt a little regret that her hair wouldn’t change to vibrant colors again, she had maintained it for so long, and had seen many beautiful colors, she didn’t feel too much attachment.


Moreover, since she was about to return to the Viscount Mansion, it seemed better to keep the original hair color, the same as her father and brothers…?


Speaking of matters of the far sea, although the Hero hadn’t experienced the perils of the sea, she could imagine some.


Relying solely on herself, whether flying or swimming over, Magic Power clearly couldn’t sustain her.


“Regarding Legendary Promotion, I’m not very familiar, after all, your Profession is very unique.”


Knowing the Hero’s situation, the Fourteenth Princess pondered.


“However, if this memory truly comes from the Siren Princess you mentioned, and that marked point was her hometown, then it’s safest to undergo the Third Ascension here.”


[Fourteenth Princess’s understanding of Siren Princess legend]


D100+20=d100(65)+20=85


“What you say makes sense.” The Hero nodded, falling once again into a dilemma.


“But must I go to such a distant place to change my Profession? The sea journey must be expensive…” The Hero, clueless about sailing, murmured softly.


Though in reality it wasn’t something she needed to worry about, the Hero couldn’t help but be concerned with the contemporary Saintess trapped in the Ancient Royal City.


However, she knew that such a forbidden area wasn’t a place she could easily explore, especially after being blown away once by the secondary magic cloud undercurrent disaster.


Previously, the Hero had little need for Strength, not even bothering about changing her Profession, as being able to kill Goblins was enough.


But after the journey to the Border, she did start to care about becoming stronger.


After all, disasters wouldn’t consider whether people can endure them, all she could do was enhance her ability to respond, so if possible, naturally, the Hero hoped to smoothly enter the Legendary Realm and become a Third Ascension Professional.


Yet, the high walls of reality weren’t that easy to cross.


The Fourteenth Princess looked at the troubled Hero, thoughtfully picking up the slightly faded golden necklace on the table.


This necklace was a relic the Hero obtained from the remains of a witch in the Underground Black Lake, belonging to the Siren Princess, brought out as evidence during the recount.


Reportedly, this was a gift from a Prince of the Kingdom to her back then, with its patterns having worn away over time, becoming indistinct.


Though somewhat restored after being nurtured by the Hero’s Magic Power, considered a precious enchanted piece of Equipment, the Hero almost never utilized it, keeping it as a keepsake, always by her side.


The Fourteenth Princess rubbed her fingertips over the necklace’s patterns, lost in thought.


Meanwhile, grandpa and the village chief grandma exchanged glances, seeing helplessness in each other’s eyes.


As silence spread, the Hero suddenly seemed to realize something, raising her head to look at the elder.


“Hey, grandpa, I wanted to ask, did our ancestors ever have a sailor?”


Hearing the sudden question, grandpa was taken aback, though not knowing why the Hero brought this up, he replied:


1. Yes (Sea Bright Moon)♛


2. No (Moon in the Water)


D2=d2(1)=1


“We did. There was indeed such a person.”


This answer drew the Hero closer, eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity.


“Who? Tell me!”


Grandpa coughed lightly and began to reminisce: “That was a long time ago… Our ancestors truly had an adventurer, said to be a legendary figure. Yet, his endeavors weren’t passed down due to the enormous risks of sea voyages.”


Grandpa’s gaze wandered as he organized his thoughts.


As a folklorist, his interest in folklore partly stemmed from the family’s collection of books.


And those books documenting the folklore of the Kingdom’s lands and even overseas islands, couldn’t have been collected by someone confined at home, many were indeed firsthand experiences of grandpa’s grandfather, and even his grandfather’s grandfather.


His ancestors were adventurers who roamed far south and north, and ventured overseas, while grandpa himself, due to taboos, was trapped in this small rural fief, his previous extreme mindset partly related to these influences.


Though all from generations ago, even centuries past, and if not for the Hero’s sudden mention, grandpa wouldn’t have recalled.


“That said, risks and rewards go hand in hand, sea voyages yielded ample gains, a reason why our family could become a Noble and inherit its legacy until now.”


Recalling the records and journals of ancestors he had read, grandpa felt quite nostalgic.


“The founder in our family tree seemingly purchased the hereditary Noble Title using treasures procured during voyages.”


The Hero’s eyes widened, showing clear amazement.


Simultaneously, the Fourteenth Princess suddenly straightened her back, eyes shimmering with excitement.


“I have an idea!”


Seeing others wear puzzled expressions, she quickly explained:


“Though it’s an ancient time, the Kingdom had already been established back then, and there were no geological changes affecting the whole continent, how then did the Siren Princess from that era traverse such distances to arrive on land?”


Upon hearing this, the Hero also became pensive.