In early January, East Chester remained cold, often covered in snow, with trees stripped of leaves and branches, wildlife hidden and lifeless. Audrey led Susie, accompanied by pages and maids, around the fallen ancient tower several times, but found nothing. There, only stacked gray stone and decaying wood remained, with wild grass and the bodies of small animals visible in the gaps. Audrey had hoped to discover frescoes on the wall ruins, uncover the tower's history, and practice her remarkable "psychiatrist" techniques—such as "calming," "arousing," and "soothing"—in quiet observation of the animals, but was deeply disappointed. This was no small adventure—it was merely a simple horseback stroll. She pursed her lips, gripped her riding whip, and walked toward her mount. Halfway through, she asked the pages and maids one more time, with a touch of reluctance: "Is there any legend of monsters in the neighborhood?" A portion of the servants had accompanied her from Beckett to the family's castle and then to this manor, while the other half were locals who worked diligently within the estate—undoubtedly the ones Audrey was seeking. She had come to this manor specifically because, in the region's history, there had long been a folk tradition of venerating great dragons. A younger servant, gazing with admiration at the noble and beautiful lady of the house, stepped forward with courage and bowed. "Deep within this forest, there are many fearsome beasts, and hunters have died there each year, yet no one has ever encountered a monster. "This matches exactly the ancient ballad that is passed down here..." He recited the ballad in broad terms, conveying the following meaning: "The monsters appear in your dreams; "The dragons appear in your dreams; "The magnificent palace, imagined and floating in the air, also appears in your dreams; "There, you will possess everything, until you awaken." Ah, curious children, brave adventurers—go seek the dragon of your dreams... The attendant silently omits the final line of the song, for to speak it would imply he is mocking Miss Audrey. The dragon appears in dreams... the magnificent palace floating in the air is also imagined. Audrey ponders for a few seconds, and suddenly realizes that this ancient song is far from meaningless. The dragon information she purchased from "The Sun" as a child reveals that the "Dragon of Imagination," Angerwied, indeed conjured up a floating city from nothing. Towering temple pillars rise together to support grand, majestic palaces. This city is named "Livihed," meaning the City of Wonders. In the dream... the "audience" passes through the great dragon of the mind, touching the vast seas of consciousness, the unconscious, the collective unconscious, and the spiritual sky—no matter from which perspective one looks, the domain of "dream" is inevitably involved... Perhaps this ancient song truly reveals something... Could "Levi-ith" truly exist only within the dream, rather than in the collective unconscious? Yet dreams are purely spiritual... Numerous thoughts flashed through Audrey's mind, but she couldn't organize a clear line of reasoning until she returned to the manor. Upon entering the room, she glanced at her golden-haired dog, Susie, and suddenly felt a desire to showcase herself. Susie was surely unaware of the dragon's significance and would certainly not perceive the uniqueness of this song... No, she couldn't be proud—this would be too superficial... And Susie would easily notice that I had concealed something. Audrey straightened her posture and walked back and forth with purpose, seemingly casually asking, "Susie, what do you think the song really meant?" "I always feel it's not as simple as it seems on the surface," Suzy said, pausing, unsure of how to respond, since she completely didn't understand poetry. After thinking seriously, she added, "Audrey, I'm just a dog." The grace had descended... Suddenly, this phrase flashed through Karat's mind. At this moment, he no longer doubted the transformation of the "Sea God"; his long-held sentiments of disrespect were completely erased. The divine revelation that the God would reappear upon the earth implied a renewal of form—this deep, subtle meaning had remained unperceived by us until now... Karat took a slow, steady breath, placed his hands on the ground, and with solemnity bowed before the great Sea God. Soon afterward, he returned to his wheelchair and went to the residence of the High Priest, Edmonton, and others. He was eager to share with his companions what had just happened, eager to convey the grace of the Sea. "If the beings are from the spiritual realm, as long as their description is accurate, their location is clearly defined, and the language used possesses a certain 'power,' they can be directly summoned or manifested to appear—regardless of distance or range. To some extent, deities also share this quality; however, even when ordinary language is used in prayer, responses may still be received from them, provided the individual has become a devoted believer and has received their attention. The half-divine, half-human level appears to have achieved a certain degree of integration with the spiritual realm, enabling precise descriptions to effectively point to them and yield responses—though this is subject to distance limitations. Once the range is exceeded, these beings are no longer able to receive the 'signal.' The deity known as Cavi-tuwa, the Sea God, serves as a clear example." "The strong ones of the mid-tier, such as the 'Admiral of the Ice Mountain,' cannot achieve such feats solely on their own; they must rely on appropriate deities, provide precise and unambiguous descriptions, and still face limitations in terms of distance and scope." As Kleyn just finished organizing his thoughts, various objects on the altar began to float—except for the three candles. D'Aniz's body involuntarily trembled, and his expression gradually grew cold. Soon, he spoke in the characteristic female tone of the 'Admiral of the Ice Mountain': "Good evening." There seemed to be an underlying anger at being disturbed—Kleyn sensed that D'Aniz had become noticeably more delicate in demeanor. After a moment's pause, he said: "I have found a way to summon the 'Admiral of Blood.'" "What?" Edwena Edwards, who had descended upon D'Aniz, now returned to her normal tone—neutral, devoid of emotion. Caine said simply, "They're using the latest radio telegraph technology. I obtained the frequency and cipher information from the 'White Shark.' " "Wireless, telegraphy—do you understand this?" Edwena seemed surprised that the renowned expert in esoteric studies, Gérard Spalro, possessed such fundamental knowledge of radio communication. Caine smiled politely, "A little." Edwena paused for two seconds, then, through Daniz's mouth, asked, "Have they discovered anything?" She meant whether the 'Blood Above' had detected any breach in the cipher or frequency. Theoretically, they should have noticed, since their intelligence officer, old Quin, had already been taken by the 'Hanged Man.' However, during the early stages when radio telegraphy hadn't yet become widely adopted, users often overlooked security risks. Caine didn't offer a definitive answer: "Perhaps. But we can try." "As long as we can pick up the signal, the chances of finding the 'General Above the Blood' are very high! As the 'Sea God,' though only a half-god, I may not have a full grasp of what's happening within my domain, but I can command the sea creatures to assist in the search...克莱恩在心里默默补充道. Edwena mused, "I'll have Daniz help with monitoring." You're quite knowledgeable about wireless telegraphy, aren't you?克莱恩 smiled. "Good." After the spirit-raising ceremony, Daniz looked at Germán Sparrow as he stepped out of the bedroom with a substantial piece of machinery and its accompanying equipment, feeling a sense of complexity. "What is this?" he asked, astonished. 克莱恩 spoke calmly, "A wireless telegraph receiver." Daniz opened his mouth, finally managing to say, "Where did you get this?" 克莱恩 glanced at him, "From outside." While speaking, he handed over the operation manual and frequency password information to Daniz and then turned around to go back to his bedroom to sleep. He often went out to handle these matters... Daniz began to understand something. After careful study and repeated attempts, he finally mastered the use of the radio telegraph and settled comfortably into the armchair to fall asleep soundly. He didn't know how long he had been asleep when he suddenly woke up, hearing a rhythmic tapping sound. What? Daniz flipped over and sat up, looking toward the source of the sound. Under the deep moonlight, in the dimly lit room, he saw the radio telegraph running on its own, spitting out ghostly sheets of white paper. ...What on earth is this? Daniz gathered a flame in his hands and gently approached. This scene reminded him of the terrifying stories pirates often told when boasting! Was the radio telegraph malfunctioning, connected to a spirit? Daniez decided to immediately call Germain Spaulo inside the bedroom if anything went wrong. He approached the radio receiver and saw several lines of ancient Fasak words appearing on the ethereal sheet of paper: "Hello. I sense a familiar, distinct presence, but it is about to fade." "...Hello," Daniez tried to respond, "Who are you?" The radio receiver then began to click again, spilling out the words on the paper: "My name is Arodes. In return, you must answer me one question."