The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 836 - 0833: Moon Language (Second Update)



Chapter 836: Chapter 0833: Moon Language (Second Update)

The Knight Order’s investigation methods into the Native Tribe were much more brutal than Liszt had imagined.

They operated directly at night, surrounding the Native Tribe, and then captured every member of the tribe, both high and low. What followed was continuous, tedious interrogation. When language barriers arose, they resorted to hand gestures for communication, and after tireless attempts, they finally began to understand the general situation of the Native Tribe.

This was a small tribe of one hundred eighty-six people.

Most of the natives lacked magical talent and fought and hunted like savages. Those with the aptitude for magic were specially protected by the tribe, sent to larger tribes to learn magic—those elders who were like tribal shamans were all magicians who had returned after completing their studies.

“Your Highness, these Native Tribes probably inherit from ancient magicians. Their casting methods are very old and differ greatly from current magic casting methods,” a magician explained to Liszt, “and their use of Magic Runes is also very archaic.”

As times evolve, so does magic.

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Although the Magic Web has shrunk, magicians have refined many magic casting methods to an incredible extent, in hopes of reducing the consumption of Magic Power. Meanwhile, the Native Tribe’s magicians still used magic that consumed a lot of Magic Power but had only little effect.

Therefore, it was deduced by the pioneers’ magicians to be an inheritance from the Ancient Mages, preserved generation after generation on Flame Island, an island isolated from the rest of the world.

In the end, the magician boldly speculated, “Your Highness, I have carefully recorded the language of these natives and found that their language is likely to be the Moon Language of the ancient times.”

“Moon Language?” Liszt raised his eyebrows, looking at the magician seriously.

Feeling immense pressure, the magician hurriedly added, “It’s only a hypothesis, Your Highness.” He dared not guarantee that his findings were correct since the Moon Language had been lost.

Due to the longing for the era of the Moon Empire.

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Many magicians studied the Moon Language, believing that although it was lost, it had integrated into many languages across the Legendary Continent. Languages like the Wind Language and Serpent Script had many words associated with the ancient Moon Language, but no one could assert what the Moon Language actually looked like.

“Then continue the research and strive to fully understand the language of the Native Tribe. I will arrange for more magicians from the Magic Guild to come and assist.”

Regardless, the language of the natives had to be studied, which would be convenient for later transforming them into qualified serfs.

Of course, Liszt hoped that the Native Tribe’s language was the legendary Moon Language. Maybe these descendants of the Moon Empire still retained information about the Moon Empire—the era that was legendary for its flourishing magic and where magicians ruled the world, concealing countless magnificent secrets.

The Fish Ugly Temple in the ocean’s depths, the Jade Dragon’s Hind Leg on Mind Island, the Remains of the Fire Dragon on Black Horse Island, the descendants of the Moon Empire on Flame Island, and the lost Sky Ship and Child of the Sun.

Many unusual clues mixed together.

The Power of Destiny represented by the Smoke Dragon behind the Smoke Mission seemed to be trying its best to reveal an incredible past to Liszt.

“What exactly happened in this ocean during the ancient times?” He could not be certain, but he suspected that there must have been an epic war here.

A war that might have been pivotal to the world’s direction.

Why the Child of the Sun fell, why the Moon Empire collapsed, why the Sacred Dragon vanished, all might be related to this great war.

One must exert full strength even when hunting a rabbit, as if hunting a lion.

Regarding the investigation of the Native Tribe, Liszt maintained a cautious attitude. Aside from capturing the small tribe known as “Lake Corner,” he did not expand the scale of the captures. Instead, he had dispatched another Knight Order and ten Magicians from Flame Town to join in the research of the Native Tribe.

After ten days of research, they finally understood everything about the Native Tribe.

The Native Tribe called themselves “Moon Slayers,” and Liszt thus referred to them as “Moon Slayers.” As for why the Moon Slayers wanted to kill the Moon, it was impossible to verify. From the moment of their birth, they called themselves this and no one sought to question why they wanted to kill the Moon.

The Moon Slayers were divided into large and small tribes, usually creating a small tribe due to insufficient food in a certain forest area, and moving to surrounding woods to survive.

Lake Corner Tribe was a small tribe that had recently branched off, and their previous larger part was called “Mountain Corner,” living in a corner of a mountain range. The composition of the Lake Corner Tribe mainly consisted of warriors and “Magicians,” with magicians, as their language meant, being those who use magic.

Warriors were the adult males, whose main responsibilities were hunting and gathering to provide food for the tribe.

Magicians, on the other hand, were several elderly individuals who possessed magic and used it to defend against the attacks of Magical Beasts. To distinguish them, Liszt referred to them as “Ancient Mages.”

Curved, folded, hooked, then curved again…

When the oldest of the Ancient Mages was requested by the researchers to write the word “Magician” as it was represented in their language.

Magicians who studied the Moon Language from the Magic Guild collectively shouted in amazement, “This is the Moon Language! This is how ‘Magician’ is written in the Moon Language!” They also brought out several Magic Books, which recorded numerous ancient scripts of the Moon Language.

Liszt took a look and, sure enough, the script for ‘Magician’ in the Magic Books was structurally the same as that written by the Ancient Mage of the Lake Corner Tribe. Especially the curved and intricate structure, which had very clear characteristics of the Moon Language, appeared as if different moons were piled upon one another.

The Moon Language is a kind of complex pictographic writing system that expresses changes in things through different numbers and shapes of the moon. Because of its abstraction, it has been studied for thousands of years by modern Magicians without completely deciphering it.

Now,

The Lake Corner Tribe used the Moon Language for communication.

Undoubtedly, they must be descendants of the Moon Empire who had been stranded on Flame Island to multiply and thrive. Unfortunately, the prosperous magical civilization of the Moon Empire was not inherited, and these Native Tribes lived almost no differently from primitive people, far behind the civilization of the Knights.

“Descendants of the Moon Empire!” Liszt couldn’t help but sigh.

He then intensified the research on the Moon Slayers, attempting to unveil the mysteries of the Moon Empire. However, the information provided by the Lake Corner Tribe was too limited; it was a very small Moon Slayer Tribe, with only one Ancient Mage among them who could write in the Moon Language, and that Mage could write only a small part of it.

The part of the Moon Language that was known was all about magic and did not involve daily life.

“Your Highness, we need more Moon Slayer Tribes for research,” the Magicians clamored excitedly, calling out to capture more Moon Slayers.

Even Ach, who was busy with magic experiments in Flame Town, had inquired several times with Liszt about the Moon Slayers.

The feelings of Magicians towards the Moon Empire were very complex. They longed for that era when Magicians ruled the world, attributing all that was good to the Moon Empire. However, everyone was aware that the Moon Empire was just one of the ancient human realms, and as time went by, their understanding of the Moon Empire had likely changed completely.

Liszt was also curious.

Thus, he gave a grand gesture, “Then, Durt Red Apricot, Cross Thorn, get ready. Without alarming more large tribes of the Moon Slayers, proceed to capture the superior Mountain Corner Tribe of the Lake Corner Tribe.”

Both Earls bowed and paid their respects, “As you wish, Your Highness!”

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