Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2772

Chapter 2772: Message in a Bottle

Cassie managed to free herself of the vivid memory, dazed by the alien strangeness of the world contained within it.

’Mictlan... Ketzelkan... the Eel, the Eagle...’

Was it Godgrave?

Yes, she had witnessed the past of Godgrave — of the Sun Realm. The first of the Divine Realms to be infected by the Nightmare Spell, and the first one to be consumed by the Dream Realm as well.

Mictlan was what the civilization that had been born there in the wake of the Doom War called the Hollows. The Sun Temple was the Vanishing Lake Citadel, which Nephis had mostly destroyed during her battle against Moonveil. The Doom was what they had called the Nightmare... Ketzelkan was a Supreme who, like Nephis, had inherited the lineage of Sun God. Who had possessed the Fire.

He was also most likely the Cursed Tyrant, Condemnation, whom the King of Swords had slain during the war.

The memory of the ancient monarch was so clear and vivid, as if Cassie had been there herself.

But how did she come to possess that memory?

Or any of the memories around her, for that matter, that did not belong to her... or to people and creatures whose memories she had witnessed.

’I... don’t know.’

Trying to collect herself, she extended the tendrils of her Will in search of her own memories.

There were a few small memories with sharp edges nearby...

In one of them, Cassie was in Bastion long before it became a thriving metropolis. There was no settlement on the ashen shores of the lake, and the Awakened who served Clan Valor all lived within the walls of the Castle. She was a young woman who, nonetheless, had already become a Master, walking across the battlements of the outer wall.

The view of the radiant lake and the ashen wasteland beyond was both stunning and foreboding — but, of course, she could not appreciate its solemn beauty. That was because she was blind, and there was no one nearby whose senses she could share.

Until there was.

A knight in polished Memory armor and a vermillion cloak was standing guard atop the wall, examining the distant shore somberly. He was not in the mood to appreciate the view, either — as a retainer of the Great Clan Valor and one of its Ascended Knights, his duty was to monitor the lake for signs of danger.

’Ah... it must have happened shortly after Nephis was adopted by Clan Valor, before the Chain of Nightmares.’

In the memory, Cassie was walking past the Knight. Hearing her steps, he turned and spared her an alert look.

Then, his eyes widened a little.

"Oh... Lady Cassia."

She saw her own young face through his eyes.

Stopping, Cassie faced him and bowed slightly.

"Good day."

He hesitated for a moment, as if feeling shy, then asked:

"What brings you here?"

She smiled.

"I am just taking a stroll."

A tentative smile appeared on his lips, as well.

"Oh, I see."

Cassie remained silent for a few moments, then exhaled slowly and said in a clear voice:

"Actually, I’ve been thinking..."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?"

She shrugged.

"It’s nothing really. I was just thinking that when I become a Saint, I should find a man named Sunless and wish him a happy birthday on the day of the winter solstice."

The Knight blinked a couple of times.

"Pardon?"

Cassie smiled.

"Just thinking aloud. Carry on, sir. I won’t distract you anymore."

The memory ended.

However, there was another one nearby.

In it, Cassie saw the same Knight. Only she was a little older by then, and already a Transcendent.

Their conversation was not that cordial, either.

"T—traitor..."

The Knight was kneeling on the ground, held in place by Torment’s tendrils. The tip of the Quiet Dancer’s blade was hovering at his neck.

Standing above him with a cold expression, Cassie addressed him in a calm tone:

"Do not strain yourself, sir. Nothing good will come of you getting injured."

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