Endless Debt Chapter 1333 - 103: The Truth of History

Bologue took a long time to put the pages of paper back on the desk, feeling as if he had lost all his strength. Bologue seemed unstable, needing to hold onto the table to prevent himself from falling. He felt dizzy, fumbling to sit down on a dust-covered chair.

Fortunately, the chair did not collapse. Despite the passage of time, it remained sturdy. Bologue turned his head, his gaze lowered, and fell into a storm of thoughts.

Hill? Is it the Hill in my memory?

In his memory, Hill was tempted by the Devil and strayed off course, but in the end, he was saved by another person, who called himself Wolfgang Gold.

Bologue had seen this name in many places. During the Dawn War, his name was a witness to the Dawn Oath, and from Leviathan’s mouth, he was Leviathan’s Chosen One, the true name of King Solomon.

Bologue once thought he encountered a true name seal, but in reality, he had long known King Solomon’s name. After that, Bologue felt that these multiple identities were all the same person, but in Saqin’s message, Bologue discovered a crucial piece of information.

"You are worthy of inheriting the name Wolfgang Gold."

Bologue understood this tradition among some ancient alchemists and scholars; they were honored to inherit the name of a Sage. Wolfgang Gold was less of a name and more of a title passed through Raymond Gaudent, only inherited by the greatest scholars.

Hill inherited the name Wolfgang Gold?

My God, this means that the various glorious achievements left in history under this name were not accomplished by one person, but by many, continuously one after the other.

While feeling shocked, this also confused Bologue’s judgment. He found it difficult to determine who specifically did what.

"Then... then Hill is the last Wolfgang Gold."

A crazy idea arose in Bologue’s mind, and he repeatedly muttered.

"Hill, could you be King Solomon?"

No... Whether Hill is King Solomon or not, it no longer matters. Bologue saw his soul in the Ethereal Realm, proving that he had already died in the mortal world.

The downside of overthinking emerged. Bologue’s head throbbed painfully. He held his head, and another scene appeared before his eyes.

It was King Solomon’s coronation ceremony. Bologue couldn’t recognize the identity of the crowned so could only instinctively judge them as King Solomon. It was during that coronation ceremony that Bologue saw the Devil clutching a staff again.

The Devil permeated Hill’s life and King Solomon’s coronation. He was the creator of all this, the Leviathan.

"Damn it... what’s going on?"

Bologue gritted his teeth. He felt he had missed something. Then Bologue fell into complete silence, sifting through history in his mind, piecing it back together.

"One day many years ago, Hill was tempted by the Devil. After that, he met his teacher, the current Wolfgang Gold, and later befriended his senior brother, Saqin Grama, and... Suzi?"

This is a female name. Saqin mentioned this name in his message, indicating a complex relationship among the three.

"Hill surpassed all his teacher’s students and inherited the sacred name. When exactly did Hill inherit it? Was it during the Dawn War?"

Why does posterity know so little about the name Wolfgang Gold, and only King Solomon has survived to this day?

Bologue couldn’t understand, completely confused. He was facing a fractured history that made his brain feel like it was about to explode.

Suddenly, Bologue sat up, rummaging through boxes and shelves. He must confirm Hill’s identity. Once confirmed, Bologue could piece together these buried histories, bit by bit, restoring the truth of the Fall of the Holy City.

Yet no matter how Bologue searched, he could reach no conclusions.

Saquin was a workaholic, aside from messages, there was only work, work, and more work piled up here. He seemed to devote his whole being to the exploration of knowledge.

"Calm down, Bologue, this is a rare opportunity."

Bologue took a deep breath, maintaining composure, starting from details. In a place he casually touched, Bologue discovered an ordinary cane, likely belonging to Saqin.

Then checking the drawer, many small medicine bottles were found inside. Opening the lids revealed pills that had deteriorated, emitting a strange smell.

From these observations, Bologue roughly judged that during the Fall of the Holy City, Saqin was probably an old-timer like Mamo, so his junior brother Hill was likely not much younger.

The Dawn War and the Fall of the Holy City were roughly forty years apart. If Hill was a witness, he was very likely King Solomon, as Raymond Gaudent rose rapidly after the Dawn War.

In the unseen realms, Bologue sensed countless threads connecting himself with King Solomon, Raymond Gaudent. Now that sense of connection grew clearer and more intense.

Bologue felt both excited and anxious.

After Bologue calmed down for a moment, he suddenly recalled unfamiliar terms mentioned in Saqin’s message.