As the beings in their humanoid forms on that last level of the museum covered their eyes from the intense glow around Minos, he saw something appearing in front of him.
Such a thing was a white parchment, with a few yellow spots here and there, unlike the spatial ring that was supposed to be there.
'Oh? Did someone get to this place before me?' He opened his eyes, surprised by this.
Then he read what was on it.
'If you are reading this, you are probably the chosen one of Henricus Longus, my ancestor.
That also means that I am dead... In any case, even dead, I will continue to serve my purpose.
The chosen one, you should find the Longus family. After the ancestor's death, we continue to exist in this vast world. In my generation, we could still be considered relevant, with promising talents in our ranks.
Perhaps the family still exists and is true to its purpose.
Before our ancestor left to form the Spatial Kingdom that must be in your possession, he gave the order to the family that we were to close ourselves off from the world in Basrose Highlands. We would only be allowed to leave the area if something forced us to do so or if young talents were after what he left for us around the Spiritual World.
As for the rest, we should prepare for your emergence and then help you fight future invaders.'
'Basrose Highlands?' Minos frowned, knowing that this was the ancient name of an area near the old Brown Kingdom's capital.
He continued reading.
'Unfortunately, a few hundred thousand years ago, this area became very impoverished. During the Great Migration, we had to leave the area.
Well, you should look for us in Blacksonee Tips. In my generation, our headquarters were in this location. And even if something happened to force us to move after my death, I guarantee you that you will find some trace of us in this area.
Otherwise, I wish you good luck in your journey. If my family has not disappeared and the people in this area have kept their promise, the descendants of my family in your time will probably look for you.
From Giordano Longus to the one who has had the most luck or bad luck in the world.'
Minos had his eyebrows thoroughly furrowed as he finished reading that, connecting the name of that area with the state located in that place at present.
'Blacksonee Tips is in Lusmait!' He identified the name of the westernmost state in the Central Continent, which bordered only the Western Empire.
After locating where he should pick up the remnants of the Longus family, Minos couldn't help but be surprised that this family had lasted so long.
It must be said that it was by no means easy to maintain the power of an organization for so long.
Even though they had a God in their lineage and the Spatial Kingdom, there was no guarantee that the descendants of this lineage would remain powerful.
Wars would happen, and illness and old age would finish off even the most talented in the Spiritual World. Rivalries could bring catastrophe to the lives of talents, and worse, poorly arranged marriages could lead to the end of a family with the internal problems that came from this.
Not only that, absolute peace was not a good thing either. Disputing was good for cultivators, and having too much peace could force a family to regress in terms of strength over the years.
Anyway, endless possibilities would try to erode the greatness of an organization, so Minos was impressed that this family had lasted so long and could even still exist.
To give you an idea, apart from the Spiritual Church, practically all the other high-level forces in the Central Continent did not exist in Henricus Longus' time!
He then thought. 'If this family still exists, it could be a great help in the future if its members are still committed to Henricus Longus' order...
However, meeting them in the short term would not interest me at all.' He thought about what he was pursuing and the fact that the people in that family would know that he had a Spatial Kingdom!
That was a problem, and Minos wanted to avoid being discovered by them!
'I must continue my journey to the central area of the Ancestral Sea urgently!' His eyes narrowed as, little by little, the brightness in his surroundings disappeared.
The golden key returned to its original position despite losing its purpose.
Minos saw all the beings in that place watching him and then moved quickly to the lower floors of that area.
He had committed no crime, and one's future was of no interest to others. So no one stood in his way, although some immediately doubted whether the legend was true.
In any case, Minos would soon go to Randall and Sapphire to bid them farewell and move on with his journey.
Ross had left his yacht protected by the bubble he had made earlier, so Minos could still sail to the bottom of the sea and return to the surface.
He quickly made his way to the 'parking lot' where he had left his yacht when he entered this city.
Amidst his movement, the underwater being who knew that Minos had not been the first to turn that key sent a notification to a high-ranking government member of that city.
"So someone managed to turn that key after all these years?" A giant turtle asked the being on the other end of the line.
"Hmm, it was another human."
"That makes sense. Henricus Longus probably left that only for humans compatible with him to have the chance to turn the key... Anyway, where is he? Do you know anything about him?"
"He left right after he finished having his vision. He must have seen something shocking... Anyway, I don't know anything about him, but I am sending a picture of him to the senior."
"Very well, do that. I'll have my group start investigating him immediately."
"What about that promise, senior?"
"I'll look into that, too. The last time we heard from that person and his family was 775,000 years ago. Maybe they have all perished by now; humans are more fragile than us, after all.
In any case, we will fulfill what was promised to Henricus Longus. If there is still someone from that lineage, we will help connect the descendant of the one who managed to turn that key and this human of today!"
