Sword of Daybreaker

Gawain walked through a long corridor. On one side of the corridor, wide windows were opened. A barrier made of magic power acts as the glass on the windows, so that people in the corridor can see the scene across the window—— He and Amber stopped at the window and looked at the room inside. In the brightly-lit reception room, they saw the Duchess Victoria wearing a snow-white dress, and the duchess sitting opposite the duchess, wearing Old man in black short robe and black cap.

They were talking in the room and they couldn't hear their voices in the hallway, but the old man was a little nervous. He had been asking Victoria about certain things, while the duchess sitting across from him was patient. As he answered, the ruler of the Northern Territory, who rarely changed his expression on weekdays, even had a faint smile on his face.

Amber was extremely surprised when he saw this scene, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Hey, look, the facial paralysis of the ice cube face is cured!!"

Gao Wen glanced at the shame of the alliance: "Do you dare to say that in front of her?"

Amber immediately thrust his waist in, with a straight face: "Nonsense, of course I dare not, I am not stupid."

"His condition looks pretty good, better than I expected," Gawain ignored Amber's bb, turned his head and said to Herragor next to him, "Does he know that I want to see him today?"

"He knows, that's why he seems a little nervous-this big adventurer's usual mentality is better than anyone else," Herragor said with a smile, "you know what, he sees you as an idol— —Even if I lose my memory now."

"I know about this. Did he go to sea to find the'secret route' because he wanted to pursue'my footsteps'?" Gawain laughed, with a sigh in his tone, "It was precisely because of that trip to sea. , He will be lost to the Arctic waters and be confused by Melita at the time to pick up the Tower of Upsurge... Everything in the world is really connected by cause and effect."

"Everything in the world is connected by cause and effect... A certain wise man in a certain season of civilization has also said this. It is very interesting and worthy of thinking," Hragor said, and then nodded towards the room. "Do Are you ready? Meet this great adventurer who has regarded you as an idol for hundreds of years-he has been looking forward to it for a long time."

"...Seriously, I started to get a little nervous." Gawain said with a smile, but he walked towards the door of the room, and Amber and Herragor followed.

When he walked to the door of the room, Gawain stopped, sorted out the expressions on his face and the thoughts in his mind a little, and took a breath at the same time-he said that he was a little nervous, it was not a joke, after all, he was so It is also the first time in my life. There are many people who worship themselves in this world, but one who has regarded himself as an idol since 600 years ago, and even risked his life to run to the sea to find his "secret route." Now, there is only one "adventurer" who still remains unchanging after six centuries.

Thinking of this, he felt a little nervous about seeing fans offline for the first time.

But the big adventurer in the room must be more nervous than him, so Gawain quickly sorted out his state, and when the muscles on his face relaxed, he just pushed open the solid wooden door in front of him—accompanied by With the slight sound of the door shaft turning, Victoria and Modil, who were talking in the reception room, turned around at the same time.

Victoria was the first to stand up, bowed to Gawain and reminded the ancestors beside him: "Your Majesty."

Modil's reaction took a long time, but he quickly woke up after hearing the reminder beside him. The great adventurer suddenly stood up as if accidentally sitting on hot coals. There was a smile on his face, but then he seemed at a loss. He subconsciously walked a few steps in the direction of Gawain, as if he wanted to stretch out his hand, but just halfway through it, he retracted it like an electric shock, and put his force on his clothes. Rubbing around, murmured unconsciously on one side of his mouth: "Ah, wait, Your Majesty, I just finished talking with Victoria and didn't wash my hands..."

Gawain is also taking two steps to shake his hand with the old man, but he was disrupted by the sudden series of irregular movements by the other party. He stood there a little embarrassed and looked at Mo dumbfounded. Deere's actions finally found the opportunity to speak: "Don't be so nervous, Mr. Modil-I'm here to see you specifically."

"Hey, I'm even more nervous when you say that!" Modil finally wiped his hands, but then he summoned a water element and put it in his hand to scrub, and walked towards Gawain, muttering, "I …I really never dreamed that I would see you with my own eyes one day! You are the greatest pioneer and greatest adventurer in my mind! I couldn’t believe my ears when I first heard that you were going to come in person , The goddess of magic can testify! I almost thought I was in another "weird dream"..."

Gawain couldn’t help but look weird as he listened, thinking that the goddess of magic might not be able to prove it. Now she is being chased by the network administrators led by Naritil every day in the neural network, or she just retreated with the other two. The gods of Hugh played cards and chess. The last time he gave a testimony was to prove that Amoen really did not have two kings and two bombs...

But anyway, after a good life tossing for a while, the adventurer finally relaxed a little, Modil let go of the water element that had been fainted by him, and looked at Gawain hard again, as if confirming the man in front of him. Whether the emperor and the pioneering hero in history have the same face, he finally reached out and shook hands with his idol.

After a while, Modil finally released his hand at Victoria’s reminder. He sat on a chair at the low table with a very happy smile on his face, while Gawain sat on the other opposite. On the chair, and did not wipe off the drops of water on his hands.

Amber stood behind Gowen and Victoria stood behind Modil. Herragor looked at the atmosphere in the room on the right track. He, the "outsider", could only take up space here, and then smiled and walked back: "Then The next time is up to you. I have a lot of things to deal with, so I will leave first. If you have any questions, you can call Coretta at any time, and she will be standing in the corridor."

Gawain smiled and nodded, while Victoria on the side said, "Thank you very much, Lord Herragor."

The dragon leader left, and only Gao Wen and others were left in the reception room. Before talking, Gao Wen first pointed to Amber standing behind him, and introduced to the old man in front of him: "This is Amber, my intelligence consultant. , And also an expert in the Shadow Realm, we suspect that what happened to you is related to the'authority' in the Shadow Realm, so I brought her here."

"Oh, oh, okay," Modil nodded repeatedly. It was obvious that he didn't care who Amber was at all. Then he pointed to Victoria behind him, "You should know her, right? She..."

"Of course, I know her," Gawain laughed. "She is an excellent official of the Empire."

As soon as his voice fell, Victoria's voice rang directly in his mind: "The ancestors still don't know my full name, and for obvious reasons, I can't tell him my true identity..."

"Well, I know," Gawain responded in his heart, and at the same time nodded imperceptibly, and then raised his head to look at the adventurer in front of him, "Mr. Modil, you should know the reason why I came to see you in person. ?"

"This... they said it was because you were very concerned about the'vision' that happened to me," Modil said after hesitating. "They said that the abnormal situation in my body involves gods, and it may involve more ancient times. Secrets, these secrets are enough to alarm the upper layers of the empire, but to be honest, I still can't believe it, but here is Tarrond, separated by a vast ocean from Loren, but you came here by yourself..."

"Mr. Modil, you may not know what is special about yourself," Gao Wen interrupted aloud without waiting for the other party to finish. "The'vision' that happened to you is enough to make any member of the alliance The leader of the People’s Republic of China came out personally, and even if you leave this aside, you are worth my personal visit."

"Me?" Modil pointed to his nose a little bit helplessly, "I'm just an ordinary old man. Although I have some magical power, I have no other strengths. Even my mind is often unclear. ..."

"You are a great adventurer," Gao Wen said solemnly, "Maybe you don't remember some things, but the contribution you made to the human world is no less than that of my time. Many pioneering heroes, if Charlie saw you back then, I’m afraid he would personally honor you with a toast."

Modil obviously did not expect that he would hear this amazing evaluation from Gawain—the usual praise of him can be regarded as a polite guest. However, when Gawain took out all the founding kings of Ansu, this The great adventurer was obviously shocked. He stared at him and didn't know what expression to make. It took a long time before he said: "You...what you said is true? Can I have this kind of credit back then?"

Gao Wen's expression became serious. He stared into the eyes of the old man in front of him and nodded solemnly: "It's true."

He knew that his words were quite unimaginable for an adventurer who had forgotten who he was, but he knew better that none of his words were exaggerated.

Modil Wilde, although he was an incurable lunatic and a weird man who renounced tradition by the standards of the nobility, his existence was enough to leave a full story in the history books from the perspective of a pioneer and an adventurer. The chapter of the page.

There are countless achievements in his life’s adventures, and in that "Modier’s Travels", Gawain was most impressed by it, and the passage that touched the most is still fresh in his memory-it is not a thrilling exotic adventure, nor There are no strange and terrifying creatures and ancient legends. It has only one sentence, but it can be engraved in history books-potato plants are found on the edge of the swamp north of the gray mountain. The leaves are gray-green, hardy and easy to live. I think it can be in the cold. It is planted on a large scale in the area and has been tried and eaten. It can be eaten without poison.

Modil was active a hundred years after the founding of Anzu, but at that time the entire Anzu was built on a barren, unknown land. In addition, the population base at the beginning of the country was extremely low and the new magic system was delayed in establishing. , So that even if the country has been established for a century, there are still many areas in an unknown state, and many animals and plants are strange and dangerous to humans at that time.

Many adventurers like Modil used their feet to measure the land. In that primitive environment, an inch of unknown was turned into a habitat for future generations to live in, and Modil was undoubtedly The most outstanding one of them-now that centuries have passed away, the barren land has already been smoked everywhere, and the ash-leaf potato that was left behind in "Modier's Travels" now supports the entire Sisi A quarter of the rations of the Irish Empire.

There are many thrilling and exciting content in "Modier's Travels", and the intoxicating bizarre adventures are countless, but among the gorgeous chapters that can attract the attention of playwrights and bards, there are more like this kind of "boring and boring". "The record, where there is food, where there are medicinal materials, where there are mines, what monsters can be solved by ordinary troops, what monsters need to be dealt with by special means, the distribution of the forest, the direction of the river... He may not be holding any greatness. His purpose embarked on his first adventure, but this did not affect his lifelong adventure into a great legacy.

However, the great adventurer has forgotten all this.

He doesn’t even remember what he has found that is worth remembering. He just feels that he is an adventurer, and under the impetus of this “feeling” he keeps walking towards one after another, and then forgets this period of adventure. , And embark on a new journey...

Modil laughed. He still didn’t know what earth-shattering things he had done back then that he could get such an unbelievable evaluation, but Gawain Cecil said it himself, he thought This must be true.

He was affirmed by the greatest pioneering hero and adventurer in the world.

"You are the greatest adventurer," the white-haired old man smiled happily and said to Gawain as if he was telling the truth. "Maybe I did have some achievements back then, but I am a pioneer. You set off in the peace established, but you are overcoming obstacles in an environment like the Demon Tide Wasteland..."

That is the merit of Gawain Cecil.

There was some embarrassment in Gawain's heart, and he couldn't help but shook his head: "That's past."

"Today you are still on the road to pioneering the way forward," Modil said very seriously, "Community alliances, routes around the mainland, the era of exchanges and trade, and those schools, factories, and government offices...this is all you bring Come. Your pioneering and adventure are still going on, but I...I know that I have been standing still."

"No one really stands still. We all just take a short break in the middle of our lives, but the rest is longer or shorter."

"...You are right, a qualified adventurer can't be too pessimistic," Modil blinked, then looked down at himself, "but what happened to me? My time for'rest' It's been too long..."

Gao Wen didn't answer him directly, but turned to look at Amber standing behind him: "Did you find anything?"

Amber’s gaze fell on Modil. Her expression was very rare and a little serious. After a while, she took the first half step: “I do feel the very, very weak connection with'over there', but some things are still not there. I'm sure. I need a test, sir, please cooperate."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently rubbed her fingertips.

The gray quicksand emerged out of thin air, flowing down like water.