The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

Nolan Hirst.

The contacts between Siles and the dean of the Academy of Literature and History were basically focused on business affairs.

He also had communication with Dean Hearst because of Professor Kabell, but it was only a short conversation; after that, he did not go further with Dean Hearst until Siles took over the position of director of the Department of Literary History. Dean Hurst has made contact.

In his impression, Dean Hurst is a serious and serious character.Dean Hurst is also very optimistic about the practice of Ciles giving the students exams, and has even carried out some promotion in the college.

In recent years, Dean Hurst has been more focused on administrative affairs, and has basically not personally participated in teaching work.Students and even ordinary professors have always had a vague impression of the dean, and they can't tell why.

Because of this, when Siles saw Dean Hearst sitting on the single sofa with a smile on his face, he felt a little surprised.

Nolan Hirst seemed to enjoy this scene quite a bit: the slightly dim room, the dreary and shady air, the dense bookshelves and ancient papers, a dozen outstanding professors, old or young, and himself in the middle.

"Ah! Professor Sirius Noel!" Dean Hurst said loudly. He looked at Sirius with a hint of excitement and eagerness. "I'm looking forward to your arrival."

Came here from the hidden stairs in the office on the top floor of the main castle of La Mifa University. Facing Professor Hurst's slightly friendly greeting, Siles just paused, and then calmly replied: "Good morning, Dean, and professors. It's an honor to meet you."

The arrival of Siles made the rest of the professors present also temporarily stop talking.They looked at Sirius with obvious or implicit doubts, as if wondering how such a young professor would join him.

Until a professor in the history department suddenly said: "Are you the one who wrote the thesis on the wandering poets of the Sardinian Empire?"

At this time, Siles had already found an empty seat under the arrangement of Dean Hurst, which happened to be not far from the professor of the history department.He was slightly taken aback, then said: "Yes."

At this time, he suddenly remembered that when the paper was published, Professor Bright once said that many scholars majoring in history appreciated his paper very much.

Sure enough, other history professors also looked over curiously because of this topic.This made Sirius' appearance less abrupt.They talked about some silent Ji topics.Of course, it is inevitable to talk about the historical fault of the Shadow Period.

Everyone is sorry.However, they also talked with gusto about some recent research into the history of the Shadow Period.

Although Siles knew that Antinam had already destroyed all the historical records and antiquities related to the Shadow Era, he did not disturb the interest of these professors.

One of the professors who specializes in the history of the Shadow Period accidentally mentioned one of his students, Kellogg, an international student from Kansas.The professor is very optimistic about Kellogg, but after finishing his studies this year, Kellogg will return to Kansas.

"I've heard her mention you," said the professor rather kindly. "You're a wonderful professor."

Kellogg himself was involved in the Siles Club and the Geisha Literary Society.A long time ago, the reason why Siles read Jan Calder's "Gods and Believers in the Shadow" was because of Kellogg's recommendation.

At the same time, Siles also unexpectedly discovered that the professor who spoke to him in front of him was the author of the book "Shadows Over the Empire: Driven Emperors and Nobles".From this book, he learned some information about Luthmi's kingdom of God, Mingguang Empire.

Siles was about to reply, but Dean Hurst had already stood up in front of him.It seemed that all the professors who participated in the party had arrived today, so Dean Hurst planned to say something.

"A new school year has begun. I am very happy to see you here again, and I am also very happy to welcome a new member here." Dean Hurst looked at Siles, and the first The first one applauded.

Siles maintained a calm expression and introduced himself to everyone.But he wondered a little suspiciously in his heart, is Dean Hurst too friendly?

Dean Hurst also mentioned some of the content of the party, which was generally similar to what Professor Bright said before.However, if they wanted to read the books on the bookshelf, they had to get the permission of Dean Hearst first.

This is like a small academic seminar.After Dean Hearst finished speaking, several professors couldn't wait to mention the books they wanted to read, took them over under the leadership of the former, and read eagerly.

Dean Hurst ordered some herbal tea drinks and snacks.These services are provided by what appear to be very professional servants of noble families.They were the ones who had just waited for them in the office on the top floor and opened the door of the hidden stairs for them.

Siles observed these situations thoughtfully, and vaguely felt that the Hearst family seemed to be deliberately maintaining this practice—to win over scholars and maintain educational authority.

Soon, Dean Hurst came to Siles.Several professors majoring in history scattered around in a timely manner.

Based on their love for Siles's paper, they had also reminded Siles explicitly and secretly before, telling him that any newcomer would join, and Dean Hurst would have such a private conversation.

Dean Hurst smiled and said, "How is it here, Professor Noel?"

"I like the academic atmosphere here, where anyone can freely discuss their views and read some ancient and precious materials." Siles complimented Dean Hearst, "Thanks to your generosity."

Dean Hurst laughed.The Nolan Hearst who appeared here seems to be more cheerful and talkative than the Dean Hearst in the eyes of the outside world.

Soon, he said, "Follow me, Professor Noel."

Siles got up and followed him.They came to a small room next to it.It looked like Dean Hearst's own lounge.

This is the underground of the main castle of La Mifa University. There are no windows, and the light is maintained by candles and kerosene lamps.The small, hidden room was even less lit than the outside, giving it a rather uneasy atmosphere.

Dean Hurst didn't seem to notice, he sat down and invited Sirius to sit down too.

"I've heard of your reputation, Professor." Nolan Hurst said in a subtle tone. At this moment, his expression became less cheerful, "I mean, the side of the Revelator."

He referred to Siles simply as "Professor," without his last name.

Siles stared silently at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"...I am not your enemy." Dean Hearst suddenly laughed, "Since you are here, you may know the past of the Hearst family?"

"I know that your ancestor, Absolon Hurst, founded the Ramifa University." Siles said objectively.

"Oh, then you know..." Dean Hearst's tone was ambiguous, "Is this ancestor of mine also a member of the first batch of Dawn Revelations?"

Siles couldn't help but startled.

He began to look at Nolan Hurst with a new look.

He thought to himself, what was he thinking before?

What if there are his acquaintances among the official members of the Dawn Apocalypse...?

As a result, this conjecture was indeed established.

Absolon Hurst, the first member of the Order of the Dawn Revelation.And this seat may have been inherited by Nolan Hearst—he absolutely believes that there is such a seat inheritance system in the Dawn Revelation Society!

…So, Nolan Hirst, why are you mentioning this in front of him now?

Dean Hurst may not have thought that Siles's idea had hit the root.He just said: "You may have heard the news that Mr. Xia appeared at the Historical Society."

Sirius was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Prior to this, Nolan Hirst had never shown his understanding and familiarity with the Historical Society and the Revelator.In fact, Siles even thought he was an ordinary person all the time.

...Is it because of Mr. Xia's appearance that Dean Hurst decided to have this conversation with Siles?

This is a gain.Siles couldn't help thinking.

Dice and Ball once said that there is a traitor among the current members of the Dawn Apocalypse, and Nolan Hurst might know about it... Or, is he the traitor?

Nolan Hurst said that he was not an enemy of Sirius, but it was impossible for him to say such a thing, and Sirius believed it.

He continued to stare at Nolan Hirst.

Dean Hurst showed a slightly...hesitant expression.He said: "Actually, I seldom participate in the affairs of the Dawn Revelations. You also know that I am busy with the affairs of La Mifa University. I am focused on this, and I am not very interested in the power of the Apocalypse."

Siles listened noncommittally.

His usual calm made Dean Hurst a little anxious.His fingers tapped the table restlessly.After a while, the tapping of fingers stopped.

"...Then let's be honest." Dean Hurst stared at Siles closely, "In the past year, you have dealt with many followers of the old gods. Even if there are many people on the surface Don't know these things, but those clues are inevitable.

"And now, Mr. Xia has appeared. He has disappeared for 14 years, but now he reappeared because of certain things. As soon as he appeared, the Historical Society planned to rectify the Faculty... that is a place where dirt is hidden.

"...So, you must know why Mr. Xia appeared. Those, followers of the old gods."

Siles listened in silence.

Dean Hearst doesn't seem to know that Siles is a member of the Dawn Revelation Society.

If this is the case, then for Siles, there is a lot more room for maneuvering in this matter.

Nolan Hurst was obviously anxious because of Mr. Xia's sudden appearance.He was worried that he would be angered by Mr. Xia because of his inaction, and he was also worried that Mr. Xia's appearance indicated that a storm was coming.

It can be seen that he actually enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by stars.As the heir of the Hearst family, there is a high probability that he will become the principal of Ramifa University when he is older.

But this ambition may be shattered.He may not have suddenly realized until now that the life of a man who treads the middle ground between ordinary man and revelator is at stake.

They have neither the power of a powerful revealer nor the innocence that ordinary people know nothing about. They can only drift with the tide like this, hoping that fate will spare them.

So he couldn't sit still.He knew of Siles' reputation in the Historical Society, but usually he didn't pay attention to it and didn't care. He paid more attention to Siles' achievements in La Mifa University, and he was also very optimistic about this young scholar.

But now, things have changed, and he has to find out.

... When Siles asked Mr. Xia to appear in the Historical Society, he did not expect such an unexpected harvest.Of course he thought about whether there would be any members of the Dawn Enlightenment Society who could not wait to contact Mr. Xia, but...

Well, Nolan Hirst can be considered to have contacted "Mr. Xia".

There was a sense of irony in Siles' heart.

After a while, when Nolan Hirst was already in a cold sweat, Siles said, "I understand part of it."

Nolan Hurst breathed a sigh of relief almost the moment he spoke, after all, it meant that he could still learn some information.But then, Siles' words stunned him.

Siles said: "A large number of followers of the old gods have appeared in Lamifa City."

"...What? What?!" Dean Hurst said incredulously, "Why did they..."

"No one can understand the true thoughts of the followers of the old gods." Siles said, "They have been mentally polluted and have gone mad."

Nolan Hurst's eyes were serious and dignified. He shook his hands and took a sip of herbal tea before calming down slowly.At this moment, he doesn't even know whether his choice to know the truth is right or wrong.

However, Siles was also somewhat interested in what he knew.He then asked: "President Hurst, with all due respect, I am very interested in the Dawn Revelations. Is this organization still in operation?"

Nolan Hirst was taken aback for a moment, he thought for a while, and then said: "I don't know much about it. I didn't become a revelator from the Historical Society, but under the guidance of the elders in my family, I learned about the revelator. The power of Dawn and the existence of the Apocalypse.

"Therefore, I have hardly participated in the operations of the Dawn Revelation Society. I inherited my ancestor's seat in this organization, but I have no interest in it. I focus more on academics and schools. I only know a little about the existence of Mr. Xia .

"...However, 14 years ago, after Mr. Xia left, the Dawn Apocalypse held an internal meeting."

Siles narrowed his eyes slightly.He didn't hear Qiuqiu mentioning this matter, so he realized the problem.He said, "Hiding it to Mr. Xia?"

Dean Hurst nodded.

Siles couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression.

In fact, after Mr. Xia broke with the higher-ups of the Historical Society, he still maintained some contact with the Dawn Revelation Society.Although people say that Mr. Xia disappeared for 14 years, during those first four years, Mr. Xia occasionally made some noise.

For example, noble ladies, newsboys, and knights, they were actually invited to the Dawn Revelation Society before Mr. Xia broke with the top management of the Historical Society, but before they completely disappeared, that is, between 14 years ago and ten years ago.

For another example, during those four years, the Apocalypse Society of Dawn continued its original investigation.

Although there will be no new cases handed over to them, the original secrets cannot be successfully concluded in a short while, so those four years have become a buffer.During that time, Mr. Xia still occasionally responded to the documents submitted by these people.

During this period of time, according to Qiuqiu, Anti-Num naturally didn't bother to pay attention to these things. In fact, Qiuqiu was playing Mr. Xia.But in the final analysis, if Qiuqiu wanted to play Mr. Xia, he had to get Anti-Nam's consent.

Therefore, it only makes Mr. Xia appear occasionally, so it can't be used to disturb Antinam often.

As a result, from ten years ago, Mr. Xia completely disappeared...until not long ago.

...However, shortly after Mr. Xia broke with the top management of the Historical Society, an internal meeting was held within the Dawn Revelation Society to conceal Mr. Xia?

Ball didn't mention it either.

Although the ball is a long river of time, it is the cohesion and sublimation of the godhead after all, and it already has self-awareness.In other words, if it does not take the initiative to pay attention to and observe certain things, it may not be able to clearly understand the cause and effect.

It's as if people are surprised to find that there is a mole in a place that they don't pay attention to until they observe their body carefully.

Moreover, at that time, it was Antinam who was in charge of the river of time after all.

And Antinam?

Anti-Nam didn't bother to mention so many things.The side he met with Siles, he just told Siles the truth—the most essential truth in a hasty and grand manner.

He told him that Mr. Xia was once his incarnation; He also told him that this identity was essentially prepared for him.

...However, He did not mention Mr. Xia's specific experience.

Siles could not help but sigh inwardly.He thought of a word that might be used to describe Mr. Xia at this time: betrayal.

Many, many years ago, Antinam was in such a situation; and when he casually created an identity to solve some troubles, he once again put himself in such an embarrassing situation.

...the gods.Humanity.

Siles was silent for a moment, while listening to Dean Hearst's statement.

"At that time, my family heard that Mr. Xia had broken with the top management of the Historical Society, but we didn't know what happened. Actually, my family has not been involved in the affairs there for a long time.

"Therefore, they felt curious and uneasy, and asked me to attend the meeting. At that time, there were only a dozen people participating in the meeting, and the topics they were talking about were all fanciful to me.

"...they mention the old gods, the followers of the old gods, the terrible spiritual pollution, and look tired and weary, as if they can't stand these things themselves.

"At that time, Mr. Xia broke with the Historical Society again. I can be sure that these people in the Dawn Revelation Society don't know what Mr. Xia thinks, and what the Historical Society thinks.

"They are obviously one of the members of the whole matter, but they have the least right to speak. No one cares about their thoughts and positions, even Mr. Xia has not exchanged ideas with them much.

"In a way, I can understand them.

"However, when they mentioned that they wanted to disband the Dawn Revelation Society, I still felt uneasy. I have heard about Mr. Xia's deeds, and I think their idea is... extremely stupid."

Dean Hurst could not help but pause.

At this moment, Siles asked in a timely manner: "Who suggested that?"

Dean Hurst thought for a while, then shook his head: "I'm not sure, too much time has passed."

Siles nodded, not feeling sorry.

He lamented a situation mentioned by Dean Hirst: At that moment 14 years ago, when the conflict between Mr. Xia and the senior management of the Historical Society broke out, no one cared what the members of the Dawn Revelation Society thought.

……indeed so.Even Mr. Xia himself probably didn't care about these people's thoughts.

Dean Hurst added: "...I argued with them angrily at the time. I'm not sure if I could convince them, but... maybe it was fear, maybe it was anger, and I had a fight with them.

"I'm still impressed when someone laughed. He said, 'We've been in the fog for so long and we haven't seen the dawn yet.'

"He said, 'Apocalypse of the Dawn, wouldn't you be ashamed of such a name?'

"... After he said this, all of us fell silent. The meeting ended up breaking up badly. As far as I know, the Dawn Revelation Council did not disband immediately after that.

"However, after Mr. Xia completely lost the news, I am afraid that no one is willing to continue to adhere to the philosophy of the Dawn Revelation Society... It is said that the Dawn Revelation Society Department of the Historical Society has recruited some newcomers?

"But these few people probably didn't join the real Dawn Revelation Society, so they don't know much about this organization. There may still be a few elderly people who are old and unable to do what they want, and they are still looking forward to Mr. Xia's return.

"I'm sure... There are not a few people who panic like me."

Dean Hurst smiled wryly.Obviously, he himself knew that his behavior just now was not very calm.

Siles was also silent for a moment.

The Dawn Apocalypse was established to wait for the dawn of Fischer's world.This is a very good expectation and wish.However, things have developed to the point where it is pointless to blame anyone.

He pinched the bridge of his nose to calm himself down.After a while, he said: "Dean, what happens next may be quite dangerous... But, since we have mentioned it today, I just want to tell you my thoughts."

Dean Hurst was taken aback.

"This group of followers of the old gods may have their eyes on me." Siles said calmly, "And judging from their previous behavior, they don't mind doing something in school.

"Therefore, for some time to come, I hope that Ramifah University can try to avoid any 'art'-related activities and ceremonies."

Dean Hurst looked at him in surprise, and then became tense for a moment.He said: "But...professor, maybe you don't know... After a while, a group of painters will come to visit the school."

Siles frowned slightly and asked, "For what?"

"Lamifah University does not have an art major." Dean Hirst said, "Therefore, the president seems to have been interested in opening a special college. The group of painters came to visit in name, but in fact it was to inspect the students of Lamifah University. Condition."

Siles couldn't help sighing: "It seems that this visit is inevitable. When is this event scheduled?"

Invisibly, when talking about topics related to the apocalypse, the dialogue mode between him and Nolan Hirst has undergone an earth-shaking change.

Dean Hurst replied very frankly: "Next Saturday."

"... the weekend?" Siles was a little surprised.

"Yes." Dean Hurst nodded, "Since it is to open a new college, the situation of the existing students is not so important. They mainly want to understand the school's internal buildings, environment, etc. There are It is not very convenient for students to be present.”

Siles said thoughtfully: "So, these painters are quite famous?"

There wouldn't be Alden Bridges among them, he thought?

…Inexplicably, he felt that this question hardly required thinking.

"It seems to be. But I'm not very clear about the specific list." Dean Hurst hesitated for a moment, and he asked, "Are you sure that something will happen during this visit?"

"I'm not sure." Siles was equally honest. "But there's a possibility... you know about that murder in the Theater District?"

Dean Hurst's expression changed slightly, he already understood what Siles meant: "Is that what they did?"

Obviously, Nolan Hurst, who has always been living in the environment of ordinary people and has heard about the followers of the old gods but is not completely clear, feels very uncomfortable in the face of this follower of the old gods who kills at every turn. do not adapt.

Siles nodded.

Dean Hurst's expression became more serious.He was silent for a moment, then pleaded, "Can you stop this?"

"We're working on it," Sirius replied.

Dean Hurst breathed a sigh of relief.He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I will accompany them to visit the school that day, and I should be able to get the list in two days. I will pass it on to you then."

Siles nodded and thanked Dean Hurst.So, he thought, next Saturday was going to be another busy day...sigh.

Dean Hurst glanced at the time and said, "We've been chatting for a long time. It's time to go back." He paused, then asked, "Do you have any books you want to read?"

... Not long after, with the help of Dean Hearst, Siles obtained an ancient book about Atkinia.

The title of this book is "Tracing the Origin of Art", which looks like an art history, but once you read it, you will know that it is actually telling some stories about Atkinya.

According to Dean Hearst's introduction, there are many descriptions in this book that involve previous patrons. Therefore, if he hadn't known that Sirius was the revealer, then he would not have given this book to Sirius s.

In addition, this book was not written by one person alone, but a noble family who believed in Atkinya in the Silence Period. After collecting countless ancient manuscripts and records, it reviewed and analyzed Atkinya's complete past. tidy.

...after the fall of Atkinya.

Therefore, the content and form of this book is actually a combination of the excerpts of the manuscript text and the annotations of later generations.

Members of this family have carefully sorted out the development of "art" with a very sincere attitude, and attached some of their own opinions to it, and there may even be cases where family members communicate with each other in the form of words.

Siles thinks it is more appropriate to call these contents "notes" than history books.

He roughly flipped through the contents, and felt that the book was very interesting.He chose a secluded place where he couldn't hear other people's conversations, and sat down in a place where there was light, and then immersed himself in reading.

... Siles probably didn't expect that his obsession with reading and not being eager to deal with other highly qualified professors would just make these professors feel that he was really obsessed with academics rather than worldly sophistication.

This made many people who noticed his actions change their views on the young professor.

Of course, even if Siles knew about these thoughts, he wouldn't care.At this moment, he has been completely immersed in this ancient book that smells of ink and paper.

"...

"My god was born at the latest season, long overdue, but just right. He smelled the fragrance of flowers, saw the dance of the wind, and heard the song of people, and felt what the world needed to describe these beauties. He was born .

"(Comments in parentheses. The same below.)

"(The god of music and art, the beautiful texture of the picture frame, Atkinya. He was born in the late period of God's Birth, the latest god born among the thirteen old gods. When he was born, human civilization already had great development.)

"...

"The believers sang loudly, supplemented by dance, music, and stage. This is the festival of Atkinya. Occasionally, believers from Erkoo, believers from Timiafa, and believers from Akamara participated in it. perform their duties.

"(The existence of the Atkinya Festival proves that during the Birth of Gods and Beliefs, the relationship between the old gods still maintained a friendly and harmonious state, and they even spent festive seasons with each other.

"(Although in this manuscript, the Atkinya believer claims that other believers of the old gods participated only occasionally, but according to some other sources we found, this kind of participation was actually quite frequent. After all, at that time, any festival Neither can do without Erkoo.)

"(That's interesting. Humans at that time named festivals after gods! Wouldn't the old gods be offended?)

"(That's the birthday of God! Besides, my God is always very close to believers, because He likes the works we create.)

"...

"The appearance of the first crack made my god deeply disturbed and embarrassed. He is the youngest, he is the latest, and he is also the most sensitive. The believers are inspired by my god to describe, Expressing this situation is counterproductive.

"Faith is discussed by many people at this moment. My god and believers have no intention of participating in it. My god gives believers blessing and inspiration, and believers give my god joy and appreciation. Faith is not the relationship between my god and believers.

"(In the Age of Faith, the relationship between Atkinya and his disciples is very wonderful. It is always believed that 'art' inspires artists, and artists please 'art' with their works.

"(This situation is incompatible with other old gods and their believers. However, according to historical records, the almost equal relationship between Atkinya and his believers was quickly broken.

"(Because crazy artists pray to Atkinya to give them even more incredible, exaggerated and powerful 'inspiration'. Generally speaking, Atkinya's patrons, in combat, either go crazy themselves, Either the other party went crazy.

"(Because that's where their strength comes from, that is, 'inspiration.')

"(Come on, old man, just say it... these 'artists' always have their own pollution. Whether they can survive this pollution is up to their own ability.)

"(And my God always protects us!)

"(...Can you two silly kids not get involved in such a serious topic?)

"...

"My god has no intention of participating in national discussions. The believers are dreaming and dying, trying to find more inspiration. Some believers get inspiration from other old gods, and realize that 'art' is the sublimation of life and life, and it is complex and pure.

"Another group of believers believes that 'art' is life, the descent of life, pure complexity, beyond the truth, and the opposite of order.

“Both sides have their own opinions. At this moment, there is an endless stream of wonderful works of art. Perhaps the discussion of factions is also a source of inspiration?

"(In the early days of the Imperial Age, believers in 'Art' were confused. They had no intention of participating in those political struggles and national conquests, but these did affect their real lives.

"(Their souls yearn for Atkinya, but their bodies still live in this real world. Which one is more important? Which one should they pay more attention to?

"(For example, life gives them beauty, and life also gives them pain. So should they praise Atkinya, or praise life?

"(Some people think that they should draw inspiration from these things to please Atkinya; others think that life is broken because Atkinya wants them to focus on God.

"(With the development of human civilization in the Imperial Age, this kind of discussion and dispute is endless, and it is finally reflected in the works of these believers. They either sing the praises of life and human civilization, or sing the praises of Atkinya and the brilliance of God.

"(However, this situation of rivalry cannot last long. Atkinya's believers are distributed in different countries. It is gradually discovered that those believers who live in terrible and suffering environments are precisely able to create amazing Art work.

"(Then the hymn of Atkinya prevailed.

"(It was believed at the time that life did not give inspiration to humans, but gods did.)

"...

"The rise of war, the division of countries, the confrontation of gods, and the death of human beings. From the darkness, believers saw the blooming of the flower of art.

"(Continued from the above. Atkinya's believers are aware of the wonder of 'inspiration'. The more miserable and miserable the environment, the more it seems to stimulate their artist's nerves, and the easier it is to receive inspiration from Atkinya's inspiration.

"(When this was confirmed countless times, this group of artists frantically pursued this possibility. At a certain point, they actually had quite a common language with the disciples of Brancarni.

"(However, later on, some artists and collectors gradually realized that the social environment greatly affects their creations.

"(Thus, the debate in the early days of the Imperial Age reappeared. Human life and the respect of gods. In order to obtain more inspiration and create more perfect works, they had to go deep into the former, and once they went deep into the former, they The latter is always forgotten.

"(Anyway, during that time, the 'artists' did come very close to the Imperium of Man. A large number of artists traveled to those wretched lands, to get close to the desperate people.

"(People tend to think that at that time, 'artists' did a lot of philanthropy, which made them and Atkinya a good name, although the people they aided didn't know it, and it was for' get 'em misery.

"(At this stage, the artists were also inspired by the scene and created a large number of works. However, their word of mouth and reputation cannot be compared with the previously mentioned period when the works were blown out.

"(In the late Imperial period, when many countries fell into war and chaos, and the 'artists' themselves were displaced, the third era of blowout came.

"(And this almost cursed fate is always with their lives.)

"(…