Shadow Slave

Chapter 1292

Nephis nodded, indicating that she had read the description of the Crown of Twilight. The two of them could have communicated through the [Blessing of Dusk] to discuss how they would approach the conversation with Ananke... but really, there was no need.

The old woman showed no indication of being someone they needed to be wary of. So, they could simply ask.

There was one question that had to be answered above all else, though.

Sunny shifted slightly, then called:

"Grandmother..."

Ananke stirred, as if waking up from a dream, and looked at them with her cloudy eye.

"Yes, my Lord?"

Still uncomfortable with this form of address, Sunny thought for a moment and asked:

"Have you ever heard about... that which was defiled?"

The old woman suddenly froze. Her hand, which was resting on the steering oar, trembled. For a while, nothing but the sound of water splashing against the hull of the ketch could be heard.

It seemed that she wasn't happy to hear that question. However, Sunny and Nephis had no choice but to ask it - they needed to learn everything they could about the assumed goal of this Nightmare.

Eventually, Ananke sighed.

"That which was defiled... I guess you are talking about the Defilement, my Lord."

Sunny's eyes glinted.

"The... Defilement?"

he had slain that bore a similar name - the Defiled Witness, the Defiled Herald, and the Defiled

pack of eyeless beasts. The second was the Corrupted Devil who led the group of desiccated corpses, their mouths sewn shut - Sunny had received the Stifled Scream

killed by chance during the joint battle against the enormous horde of abominations in East Antarctica, receiving the Mirror

them come from the

The old woman nodded.

the Defilement. I am sorry, my Lord and Lady. I should have known that

and Nephis glanced at each other, wondering what she

remained silent for a few moments, then

you will first need to learn a little about the history of

Nephis frowned slightly.

history? I am not sure I understand what

woman

it flows swiftly. Sometimes, time rises in great storms, or grows stale, or circles forever as a whirlpool. Currents merge and separate, or

Ananke looked thoughtful for a while.

only in relation to the outside world. Here, this kind of time is no different from space. However, the River still has a past, a present, and a future in relation to

tilted her head

the Tomb of Ariel in a distant future - meaning much higher upstream. But one can also say that we entered a

The old woman nodded.

are wise, my

corner of

the second time she calls Nephis

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