Ethan felt that he had understood the significance of the Gallog bloodline. Those who inherit this bloodline will become just like the explorer Zhou Zhuo, able to activate a switch at an unexpected moment.

Princess Vivian's thoughts were simple; she just wanted to figure out where those voices were coming from.

"There are no other sounds here."

Cynthia reminded her.

They were located beneath the Royal Palace of the Sivalentine Capital, where no idle people would pass, but she did not believe Vivian was lying or making excuses for accidentally breaking Merlin's relic.

The King of Gold has always valued the descendants of the Gallog Dynasty, which stems from the connection Merlin established with them.

Even the Guild did not understand why Merlin, as a leader of the Guild, wanted to associate with a group of indigenous people from a different dimension, even going as far as altering the course of history.

If it weren't for Merlin's assistance, Vivian's ancestors might not have emerged successfully from a tumultuous era.

Too much unknown has made everyone focus their gaze on Ethan — he is the only one among them who can understand ancient languages and likely shares the same bloodline with Merlin and even the King of Gold.

"This is the puzzle Merlin left behind."

Ethan returned the powerless smartphone to its original position. The battery had long been defunct with the passage of time. He believed Merlin surely understood this and would not hope that someone might open his phone one day in the future to see the contents of the memoranda inside.

He was standing in front of the secret chamber's desk, and the smartphone was placed in the most conspicuous position.

Any fellow of Merlin could recognize this object at a glance.

This was a puzzle set for the "Ancient People," and Ethan was meticulously pondering the message Merlin was trying to convey to his fellow countrymen outside the Guild.

Merlin must have foreseen his own death and had already made the worst plans when the Guild members caught up to this dimension.

Ethan came to the wall that Vivian mentioned, which emitted strange sounds. Upon knocking, the wall was solid, with no indications of any Magic Power flowing inside.

He stared at the pillar beside the wall for a long time, and suddenly thought of something. He moved the shelves filled with alchemy materials to one side. With the obstruction removed, Ethan finally understood where this familiar feeling originated from. Now it seemed that even the name "Merlin" itself might be a hint.

It wasn't his real name, yet it could let any "Ancient People" associate it with magic.

And when they traced the secrets of Merlin and the Gallog bloodline all the way here, true magic enthusiasts could discern the clues.

Exploratory players, enthusiasts of adventure and magic, also needed sharp insight and extensive knowledge.

This reminded Ethan of players who love solving mysteries.

This revealed a lot of information.

Merlin's compatriots, yet not the Guild's leaders—could he truly be so convinced that hundreds of years into the future, a Transmigrator might arrive when the King of Gold discovers the secrets here?

Ethan did not think so.

Compared to the elusive future and the nearly impossible coincidences, Ethan felt that Merlin was truly waiting for players. For some reason, he was certain that one day in the future, other players would swarm into Siwalant like locusts passing through, and among them, mystery lovers would gain enough favorability with the Gallog Royal Family and uncover the secrets hidden by the ancient Gallog Dynasty.

No matter how deeply hidden the Easter eggs are, as long as there are enough players, some extraordinary individuals will eventually dig them out.

The familiar scene in front of him connected all those scattered clues together.

Siwalant, the lost Golden Land, and the Gallog bloodline continuing to this day—these were all landmarks left by Merlin for later players.

An epic quest enough to lure countless players.

However, instead of the players Merlin had been waiting for, it was instead a "Transmigrator" who arrived here just before this world "officially opened." Fortunately, Ethan was also a magic enthusiast, who could discern the hints carefully designed by Merlin.

He even discovered a cart filled with luggage in a lost corner, which naturally seemed irrelevant to the likes of Cynthia and others and would not attract their attention.

Vivian stood blankly on the spot. Before she could offer further opinions, she already had a cart in her hand.

"Push the cart and run towards there. Remember to run quickly."

Ethan reminded her.

"Are you sure that's the place?"

Vivian glanced at the solid wall and then at Ethan. If she remembered correctly, Ethan just confirmed that this was a solid wall.

She also saw the remnants of potion bottles scattered on the ground, easily imagining herself crashing into the wall, falling to the ground, and her hands bracing against the glass shards. She furrowed her delicate brows. While above the Royal Palace, Ethan denied the speculation that he was Bazatous incarnate, it didn't mean Ethan wasn't the Evil God.

This was backed by evidence, or at least that's what Ethan himself said.

He said that Old Ba was his brother, and they had fought side by side against many opponents.

The more Vivian looked at Ethan, the more he resembled an Evil God, particularly the kind full of schemes and rotten to the core.

"If you're scared, you can close your eyes."