My Wife and I Became Sages in Another World-Chapter 436: The Moon Spire’s Ancient Secrets

After opening the Moon Spire’s door, our group went inside the tower, only to find ourselves on top of a circular platform with intricate grooves carved on it, which gave it a resemblance to the moon.

As the carved-out seams began to glow with soft blue light, the platform started moving upwards, taking us to the top floor of the spire.

The platform left us in the center of a broad, circular room. One side had boxes filled with rolled-up pieces of papyrus next to a wooden desk, and the other side had a strange gem that shifted colors every few seconds.

"Does anyone know what this place is?" I asked my group, curious to see if any of our oldest companions had a clue. However, none of them did.

I expected them not to know anything about the Moon Spire anyway since they were already unaware of the existence of this secret city, but I still asked, just in case.

The gem kept shifting between the colors in the rainbow, and I could sense some MP flowing from it. Still, it was very faint, so it didn’t seem like it would be useful.

When I tried to inspect it to get more information, our confusion became more prominent.

<Gem Link

Unknown...>

"Huh...? Unknown!?" I pondered aloud.

The ability to inspect certain items could be a bit vague sometimes, but it had never been completely blank, which was a bit concerning.

Melina and the rest of our companions also tried inspecting the gem, but when we all got the same results, we decided not to mess with it until we knew more about it.

As we explored the rest of the room, illuminated by the soft blue light that reflected from the carvings on the walls, I approached the desk surrounded by papyrus scrolls, which gave me an idea of how ancient the place was.

Books and tomes had been a common thing in this world for a few hundred years, so the fact that all this information was written in ancient scrolls made me believe they had been there for at least a thousand years.

When I grabbed the scroll placed on the desk and rolled it open, my eyes widened in pure shock when I noticed the Roman letters written on it, which were not supposed to exist in this world.

People referred to the Roman alphabet as the ancient language since nobody was able to read it, except for Melina and I, but the fact that it had been used in the past made it truly "ancient."

"Hmmm..." I hummed as I read the scroll.

"What does it say?" Melina asked.

"It’s an apology letter..." I replied.

’If anyone is reading this, the Moon Spire is still standing...

We are sorry we couldn’t complete Sage Alejandro’s request in time...

We are sorry we couldn’t help in accomplishing his goal...

We are sorry to the world, for we have failed...’

After reading the scroll out loud, we all stayed silent for a moment, thinking about what kind of request the past sage could’ve given the mages who lived in this tower. They were apologizing to the entire world, so I assumed that they must’ve messed up pretty badly.

As we kept rolling open more of the papyrus scrolls, we began to piece together a timeline of events, and while there was no way for us to corroborate if it was correct, it was the closest we could get.

’The City of Eternal Night has been completely sealed...

Any demon with evil intent gets repelled...

We can keep working on the gem, but our time is quite limited...’

’We have finally finished the gem, but we were too late...

We will sink along with this land...

Maybe one day, our work will see the surface again...’

It seemed like the moon mages were working on the gem, whatever it was for, but their work never got to see the day of light as the entire continent was sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

Suddenly, Vespera caught my attention when she grabbed a piece of papyrus curled into a ball, unfolding it and revealing a small blue stone.

The rock wasn’t as shiny as the gem, but it still had a pretty vibrant color. Moreover, I could feel a small amount of MP flowing from it, so I grabbed it to inspect it.

<Memory Stone

Holds the fragment of a person’s memory.

Can only be activated by a certain kind of magic.>

’A certain kind of magic!?’ I thought.

The stone was supposed to be holding a person’s memories, and the only type of magic that I knew that could look at someone’s remembrances was the magic I developed myself.

I came up with the idea for memory magic when I wanted to erase a woman’s traumatizing experience, but it wasn’t something that I was proud of creating.

If people knew that I could alter their memories with my magic, they would’ve thought I was some kind of villain, so I only saved it for emergencies when it was truly needed.

However, now I was realizing that I wasn’t the first sage to come up with this idea. Sure, the memory stone was a different approach to what I did, but it was ultimately the same type of magic.

When I closed my eyes and used memory magic to read the stone in my hand, it was as if my entire being shifted somewhere else, and I found myself looking through the point of view of a man wearing white robes, which resembled the ones that the ancient Greeks wore.

The man was standing atop a hill outside of G’Henna’s castle, so I could tell that we were in the Lost Continent. However, compared to the obsidian rock ground that we found when we got there, the memories showed me forests and fields that seemingly expanded endlessly.

I could see villages that were built around the massive castle. Birds and animals co-existing in harmony with the environment, and a gentle breeze that felt soothing.

’Huh... So, this was the real Lost Continent,’ I thought, admiring the view that the man’s memory showed me.