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'So it figures why the moonbird was all iffy about trusting humans.'
I clicked my tongue and then another possibility struck me.
The imperial records about the moonbird were suspiciously scarce—could Grokter have tampered with them too?
Otherwise, it didn't make sense to have no records about the massive gem left by such a mystical existence, especially since Grokter meticulously documented his own deeds like this.
Going through the lengthy accounts of the founding emperor’s reign, I rubbed my dried-out eyes and stretched my back. As I reclined and spread out my limbs relaxedly, Haven took the papers off my lap.
“Maybe you should call it a day, Your Majesty,” he suggested.
“Yeah, maybe I should. Reading more doesn’t seem like it’s going to give me any answers. It’s pretty clear Grokter must have erased all records about the moonbird.”
“Considering we can’t find any records about the gem, it seems like he didn’t want it known.”
