Kovitan Kingdom
Surrounded by mountains, there were mushroom-like towns and villages of various sizes around the peaks of the Kingdom.
These villages were centered around the Kingdom, and farms and windmills were built everywhere. The original Kingdom was no longer just a small area, but a huge city that was more than ten times bigger than before.
Garon stood far away on the white road, looking at the huge city that was once shrouded in the Absolute Protection, his expression unusually calm.
The Absolute Protection above his head had long disappeared, and he could not find any trace of totem power in the air.
He followed the road all the way here, and among the people he met, he did not see anyone with totem power.
There was a faint radio music coming from a tire repair shop not far away, and a little boy was humming a tune as he organized the things in the shop.
There were two ox carts in front of him, with some fruits that had not been sold out. There was a wooden sign on the side, with a pointer on it, and the words "Square Stone Road" were written on the wooden sign that pointed ahead.
He did not have any intention of making a fuss. Along the way, after investigating the current situation of the world, Garon knew that his face, which had not aged for decades, represented a huge meaning in this period of time.
He walked forward slowly, and although his steps seemed slow, they were actually faster than the average person.
After passing through a few small towns and villages outside the city, the sky was gradually turning dark, and the once heavily guarded mountain road in front of the Kingdom was not far ahead.
There was no one guarding the arrow tower, and now that it was a peaceful era, the arrow tower was no longer a threat in the era of cannons, and there was a sign on the door that said "No Visitors".
After finding a carriage to go up the mountain, Garon was kindly brought up the mountain by a talkative old coachman, and the two of them chatted as they walked.
The old coachman had also experienced the war, and believed in the totem users without a doubt. He kept lamenting how the young people nowadays did not believe in the changes of the past, and how they did not respect the historical facts. Thinking back to the time when the Absolute Protection covered the Kingdom, many of the old people had seen it with their own eyes.
Now that many old people had passed away, and the power of totems had waned, the young people of the new generation had begun to doubt the legends and power of totem users. However, they would never believe that it could be compared to the current Big Cannon. They thought that everything was caused by the gradual reverence and deification in the hearts of their generation.
Garon nodded in agreement from time to time. He knew a lot about the current situation in the capital.
When he found out that the Black Swamp Palace had actually become a comprehensive university, and that the genius disciple he had acknowledged back then had actually become one of the two most accomplished students in the Black Swamp Palace, and was even in charge of the Kovitan Empire, and was an important figure in the entire country.
Garon couldn't help but lament in his heart. How time flies. He didn't expect that the little fellow from back then had now become a pillar of support.
When the sky was almost completely dark, Garon got off the car at the gate of the Kingdom at the top of the mountain. There were no guards at the gate since a long time ago, and there were many cars going in and out. Many of them went up the mountain to have fun at night, and left the city at night to return to their own manors and small homes. They flowed through the city gate continuously like a stream.
The houses in the Kingdom were too expensive, and many people who couldn't afford to live in them could only live in the outskirts. Over time, the outskirts of the Kingdom and the mountainside had all sorts of small districts. The entire Kingdom had become a true city within a city.
Garon walked towards his cousin Hathaway's house with ease.
The roads from decades ago were connected, and many new buildings were built in many places. Many of the connected places had also been changed.
He still had to ask many people before he finally found Hathaway's house.
At night, standing outside the house, Garon raised his head and looked at the yellow lights on the second floor of the house. Without the power of totems in this world, the originally slow development of science and technology had suddenly sped up.
With the foundation of the totem forgers' research, the development of science and technology had far exceeded people's imagination, and the emergence of electricity was also born.
This was originally an unstable source of energy that totem users accidentally discovered in their experiments, but after the disappearance of totem power, it finally replaced the original totem application.
Those forgers, were also known as a profession called scientists by modern people.
The electric light was a new product invented by these scientists.
Garon glanced at the sentry post on duty outside the house, and there was even a guard dozing off inside.
Without a sound, he lightly flew past the sentry post, and landed in the courtyard behind the iron gate.
Walking to the front of the house, he lightly shook the door with his palm, and with a crisp sound, the door was gently opened.
On the sofa in the living room, a white-haired old woman with a white towel on her knees came into view.
Perhaps the sound of the door opening had attracted the old woman's attention, she put down the book in her hand, and raised her head to look in his direction.
Once she looked, she didn't lower her head again.
Garon also stared blankly at the old woman on the sofa, fifty years of time had left a deep mark on this once heroic and beautiful cousin. Her originally smooth and white skin had become wrinkled and loose skin. Her originally bright and clear beautiful eyes had also become a somewhat muddy and peaceful old woman's eyes.
Her hair was snow-white, and Garon could only vaguely see a trace of his cousin's inexplicable image from her overall inexplicable aura.
"You … You are his grandson?" Hathaway's voice was a little hoarse.
Garon shook his head, with a trace of gentleness in his eyes as he looked at this once beautiful and heroic cousin in front of him.
"It's me."
He said softly.
"I'm back."
Hathaway's old eyes fiercely trembled. This familiar way of speaking, this familiar tone, and this familiar expression, time seemed to have returned to more than fifty years ago in an instant. That handsome and powerful young man seemed to have only gone out for a few days and returned home with a casual sentence, "I'm back."
Hathaway's eyes were wet, she had waited bitterly for fifty years, and now, time had passed, she had become so old, but Garon was still the same as before.
"Don't lie to me … Did Dani ask you to partner up to lie to me? Did she give you the key? "She suddenly thought of something, and then shook her head with a bitter smile.
"Is Dani okay?"
Hathaway suddenly fell silent.
She suddenly realized that she didn't know how to face Garon anymore. What could be the result of waiting bitterly for decades in this kind of situation? In today's world without totem power, seventy years old was actually close to the limit of the current average lifespan.
She was already a person who was about to die, and Garon … Hathaway laughed at herself, she didn't believe that this young man in front of her was the Garon of the past.
"When did he leave?" She suddenly asked.
Garon was stunned, and then reacted, Hathaway thought that he was already dead, and asked her 'grandson' to find an old friend before he died.
She still didn't believe it, she didn't believe that Garon of the past was still so young.
Suddenly, Garon felt a faint sense of loneliness from the deepest part of his heart.
He looked at the old woman on the sofa, walked forward, and gently knelt down to kiss the back of her hand.
"Don't wait any longer …"
With that, Garon stood up, turned around, and silently left the room.
Hathaway didn't say anything behind him.
Perhaps the two of them didn't know how to face each other again.
After so many years, Hathaway had already become the matriarch of the Trejons Family's Black Swamp Palace, she adopted a grandson of her sister Dani, and became the next Palace Master of the Black Swamp Palace.
This grandson was exceptionally outstanding, and received the full support of the current Chief of the Army.
And now, even if Garon came back, what was the point? Other than disturbing everyone's peaceful lives, there was no longer a place for him here.
Everyone, everyone, including Ai Fei, including Skyharp, Angel, and so on, everyone thought that Garon was already dead.
Died in the deep sea abyss that was eternally sealed in ice.
The Kingdom even specially built a monument for him, and every year, high ranking officials and nobles would pay their respects to him.
As for reappearing and regaining control of the Black Swamp Palace? What was the point of that?
When Garon first established this organization, other than to establish eyes and ears, his deepest thought was to leave traces of the White Cloud Gate in this world. In the Secret Technique World, he unfortunately died in battle, and could only leave his teacher Fei Baiyun's legacy in this world.
The Black Water True Technique had traces of the Mammoth Secret Technique everywhere, and was actually equivalent to the totem version of the White Cloud Secret Technique. That was enough.
Quietly leaving the small building, Garon slowly walked on the brightly lit streets of the Kingdom. On both sides, there were night stalls, night markets, snacks, clothes, small gifts, balloon games, street gambling, and all kinds of night market activities, making Garon feel as if he had returned to Earth.
Unknowingly, he had actually walked to the Mercenary Guild.
The original Mercenary Guild was now left with a real bar, and the customers coming in and out were fat businessmen with big bellies and all kinds of beautiful hostesses. Or young men and women dressed fashionably.
Loud music drifted out from the bar, and even standing outside the door, he could hear the rhythmic drumming inside.
Garon opened up his five senses, and probed inside the bar.
There was no one with totem power inside, and they were all young people. Occasionally, he would 'see' a few young officers with black military pistols on their waists, and that was a very intimidating presence here.
As for the totem user mercenaries? There was also Angel, whom Garon subconsciously came to look for, the friend who first joined his War Chain, but there was no sign of her at all. He didn't know if she was dead, or had left …
Garon stood at the entrance of the bar for a while, and just stared blankly at the bar, until a few beautiful girls came to talk to him, and then he slowly turned and left.
"Fifty years … Who's still alive?" He asked himself in his heart.
Those friends from back then, who else was still alive?
He unconsciously walked towards the direction of the Black Swamp Palace. The busy streets and night market made him feel a faint sense of loneliness.
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