The scene before her eyes once again changed, and Violet’s consciousness appeared in another place.

 

It was night.

 

A city night.

 

This city was quite bustling.

 

Even at night, a bustling crowd still flowed endlessly between the streets and night markets, and magical lamps and candlelight illuminated the entire city.

 

Like a glorious day.

 

Yes, this place was called the Glory City.

 

From some details and the words on the streets, Violet easily deduced this.

 

She tried to lift her hand, but her body made a different movement on its own, and her gaze seemed to be lower than usual. Violet’s consciousness seemed more like that of a spectator.

 

The Glory City had already turned to the dust of history three hundred years ago. This, perhaps, was a memory left behind by someone.

 

Violet could still feel the presence of her true self. If she wanted, she could probably tear through this illusion at any time, but she chose not to.

 

If this was a memory housed in that brooch, then what lay before her was likely the cause and truth of the disaster that befell the Glory City three hundred years ago.

 

After experiencing all this, Violet also wanted to know what had happened back then and who had set up this scheme.

 

The “self” began to move.

 

First, it entered a fruit shop, picked some fresh fruits, then bought a few skewers of barbecue from a night market stall. While eating, it continued to stroll through the streets.

 

It was a very ordinary behavior, like a mundane and unremarkable daily life. It was hard to imagine that this person would be involved in a grand and mysterious conspiracy.

 

In the conversation between the “self” and the residents of the Glory City, Violet learned the name of this body.

 

Aphra Constantius, an entity with a “surname.”

 

According to the information revealed by Aphra in her speech, she seemed to claim herself as the descendant of a fallen noble, and apart from a surname, she was no different from a commoner.

 

But Violet understood that things were definitely not as simple as she claimed.

 

Aphra continued to move along the street. Although Violet couldn’t see the appearance of the “self,” from some physical features and the reactions of the people praising her beauty, she could sense that this body should be a very beautiful young girl.

 

Carrying fruits, snacks, and neatly packaged beautiful clothes, with one hand holding skewers of grilled meat on bamboo sticks, Aphra walked and ate, finally arriving in front of a massive building.

 

The Lord’s Mansion of the Glory City.

 

“Miss Aphra, you’ve arrived. The Lord is already waiting for you. Please come in.”

 

The guard said so, as if he was already familiar with the young girl in front of him.

 

“Gaal, you’re on duty today, huh? Thank you for your hard work. Here, pick one and try it. These are the freshest.”

 

With that, Aphra opened the bag of fruits in her hand, facing the opening toward the guard who was talking to her. Although Violet couldn’t see the expression on her face from her perspective, judging from the tone and the reaction of the young man named Gaal, she seemed to be laughing.

 

“Thank you for your kindness, Miss Aphra, but I’m still on duty. If the captain sees me, I’ll get scolded again. Spare me, please…”

 

“Hahaha~ Look at you being so timid.”

 

Aphra let out a silvery, light laugh but didn’t continue teasing the straightforward young guard. Instead, she continued walking inward.

 

The Lord’s Mansion, vast and heavily defended, seemed to be as easy for her to navigate as her own courtyard. Along the way, most of the guards, servants, and maids would actively greet her or at least nod with a smile when they saw Aphra.

 

It was clear that this girl named Aphra was well-regarded in the Glory City, or rather, she was loved by the people.

 

Finally, Aphra handed the purchased items to a maid, turned around, and entered an extremely well-guarded area.

 

The people coming and going here gave Violet a strong sense of déjà vu.

 

They were all wearing protective suits.

 

Yes, similar to the advanced type that the Priestess saw in Flame Dragon City when treating the 【Dragon’s Blood Disease】.

 

Although there seemed to be some differences in details due to the three hundred years, the overall style and protective principles were the same. Without a doubt, there were some dangerous and potentially infectious special activities taking place here.

 

Aphra didn’t behave as arrogantly as a certain priestess did. Instead, she obediently put on the protective suit handed to her, wrapping herself up like a dumpling, before pushing the door into a room.

 

Inside the room, there was a mirror that seemed quite familiar to Violet.

 

Later, Aphra walked past it.

 

This wasn’t the [Forgotten Land] of reflections in the real world. This time, the mirror connected to a completely different location.

 

“What is this!?”

 

Violet’s consciousness shook with an unheard exclamation. The content before her eyes truly overturned everything she had seen since coming to this world!

 

Here, it was a modern laboratory filled with a sense of technology!

 

White walls constructed from an unknown metal, various bizarre instruments that even this modern person, Violet, couldn’t understand, test tubes containing various liquids bubbling inside, and in the center of the room, there were familiar projection screens and input panels she was so accustomed to!

 

But no matter how confused Violet was, the images in her memory continued to progress steadily.

 

“Aphra, you’re here.”

 

Apart from the researchers busy in white protective suits, by the projection screen, there stood a man of sturdy build, also wrapped up like a “dumpling.” His hands were behind his back, and he gazed into the air, seemingly idle.

 

From his performance and the imposing aura of a superior emanating from him, this person should be the last lord of the Glory City. Violet saw his name in books.

 

“…………”

 

The girl suddenly froze, her gaze turning to a projection screen high above, covered with densely packed complex parameters.

 

“Ulysses Fred! Haven’t I emphasized that you shouldn’t stimulate the activity level to more than fifty percent? Are you crazy!!”

 

Aphra probably noticed something astonishing, and contrary to her usual demeanor, she roared and rushed up to grab Ulysses by the neck.

 

Although she appeared to reach only the opponent’s chest with her head, her strength was astonishing. She effortlessly lifted a tall man nearly two meters tall, wearing thick protective armor, into the air!

 

Seeing this sudden turn of events, the once bustling laboratory instantly fell silent. Researchers subconsciously turned their gazes to the man and woman in the central dispute, but no one dared to step forward to intervene.

 

It seemed that the girl named Aphra held a position in their hearts no less significant than Ulysses, who was the lord of the city.

 

“Cough, let go… let go…”

 

The girl’s fair and slender fingers, like iron clamps, tightly gripped Ulysses’s trachea, obstructing his breathing and causing him to gasp urgently, resembling a drowning person.

 

However, even in this situation, the visibly powerful man did not resist or angrily retort. Instead, he used a tone almost pleading and eyes to appease the enraged girl.

 

“Tsk.”

 

Soon, Aphra also broke free from her chaotic emotions, irritably throwing Ulysses to the ground. However, her gaze remained fixed on the display screen in the air. She crossed her arms, rapidly tapping the outer shell of her protective suit with her ten fingers, creating a rapid, clattering sound.

 

In the midst of her memories, Violet could sense that Aphra’s breath was very unstable, filled with anger, anxiety, and… a hint of fear.

 

“I need an explanation, Ulysses Fred. Your actions have exceeded the initial agreement.”

 

“Depending on your next response, I will consider whether to retract or even seal the 【Temple】 left behind by the divine being and the 【Seed of Blasphemy】.”