Time flew by as the earth warmed up. The day that caught the attention of all the kingdoms on the Lolun Continent was finally coming.
On the northeastern border of the Gondor wasteland, the Elven Stronghold No. 112 stood proudly between two mountains. This ancient elven settlement was built more than 700 years ago, and since the day it was built, it had served as the Silver Empire's Far Eastern outpost. It was protected by mountains on both sides, and the vast and dangerous Gondor wasteland in the southwest was connected to the human kingdoms in the northeast. Over the centuries of service, this stronghold, like other Silver Strongholds, maintained a low profile, shunned the world, and remained neutral. Although it was located on the border of a foreign country, it almost never interacted with the local humans.
However, this peace was broken in the spring of the third year of Cecil's reign. A meeting and a series of negotiations were to be held in this stronghold, and the number of dignitaries, ambassadors, and their entourages were even more than the number of elves living here. To ensure order during the meeting, the Silver Empire began to mobilize the elven wanderers around Stronghold No. 112 a month ago. This ensured that there would be sufficient manpower for the meeting, but it also made the originally spacious Stronghold No. 112 even more crowded.
On the 20th of the Month of Recovery, a variety of flags had appeared in the elven stronghold. The representatives of various countries were arranged to stay in the hostels in the Southern and Northern Districts, and the emblems they brought with them became the "new decoration" of the outpost, which had not been seen for hundreds of years. Between the elegant buildings with silver-white alloy frames, bright flags fluttered in the wind. Under the flags, representatives of various skin colors, languages, and even races were in a hurry after settling down. They took the time to observe the situation in the camp, chatting with the representatives of other countries that they were more familiar with, and identifying potential partners and competitors in the future.
On a wide street in the stronghold town, Rebecca, who finally had a chance to run out and take a breath of fresh air, looked at everything in her sight with surprise and excitement.
She looked at the end of the street. In the center of the largest square in the town, a large building with a style completely different from the human world stood under the sun. It could be described as elegant and beautiful. It had a structure that looked like layers of petals, and on its streamlined roof, there were three light alloy beams that looked like leaf veins extending out. They flew in the air and connected to a white tower beside it. Below the tower, there were several paths that extended out, connecting to the white houses nearby.
On both sides of the main road in front of the hall, two rows of tall flagpoles stood neatly. The flag of the Silver Empire fluttered in the wind, and the magic power contained in the silk threads scattered light dust from time to time. It was as mesmerizing as a dream.
"That's the Messenger Hall?" Rebecca's attention was obviously not on the magnificent flag and the beautiful architectural style. Her interest was almost all attracted by the complex and delicate transmission structure above the hall and the communication tower not far away. "I've only seen it in the data before … This is the first time I've seen it in real life."
"Yes, the Messenger Hall." Gwen stood beside Rebecca. He was also looking into the distance with a smile on his face. "The highest crystallization of the elves' communication technology. The reason why our magic net communication can be realized is not only because of the accumulation of the technology of the Eternal Sleepers and the human's own communication spell model, but also because of the experience gained from the related technology of the elves … This is something that you and Jenny did together. You should have a deep impression of it."
"Yes, that's why I've always wanted to see what their communication facility looks like. Today, my wish has finally come true." Rebecca said as she nodded. Then, her eyes turned and whispered to Gwen. "Hey, ancestor, when there's no one around, can we secretly …"
Gwen did not wait for the girl to finish and knocked her on the head with a finger. "No. Put away your bold ideas. If you really want to study it, come up with a technical exchange proposal and discuss it with the elves. Don't get into a diplomatic dispute."
Rebecca immediately covered her head and showed an angry expression. "What do you think I'm doing? I didn't say I'm going in to dismantle anything. I just want to take a look and use their equipment … After all, I've never touched it before … "
Gwen was startled and realized that he had wronged the girl. But before he could comfort her, a slightly magnetic female voice came from the side. "That's totally fine, little princess. And you don't have to wait until there's no one around."
Gwen and Rebecca turned their heads and saw a petite blonde elven lady standing behind them. She was the high-ranking messenger from the Silver Empire and Soledrin's mother, Lady Sonia Frostleaf. This high-ranking messenger stayed in the northern part of the continent as an exchange representative after the repair of the Magnificent Wall. She spent half of her time in the Cecil Empire and the rest of her time between the Cecil Empire and the elven outposts in the border area. She was the "host" of this meeting from the Silver Empire, so she came here to act as a guide for Gwen and the rest in Foothold 112.
"Ah, Lady Sonia!" Rebecca greeted her happily when she saw her, and then asked eagerly, "Did you just say that I can go to that messenger hall?"
Sonia smiled. "Yes, you can go anytime. In fact, very few people know this. Although the Silver Elves set up messenger halls around the wastelands, only elves are allowed to use them under special circumstances, such as emergency messages or requests from ambassadors. You obviously meet the second criteria here. Of course, this is only a theoretical rule. After all … our communication devices need elven magic to activate, and apart from a few Druil who can use special methods and devices to sense it, the rest can't even operate it … "
Listening to Sonia's explanation, Rebecca thought about it seriously, and then shook her head honestly. "It sounds like the Mana Net terminal is better. At least anyone can use it …"
"Indeed." Sonia thought about it and admitted frankly. "'Everyone can use it' is the unique advantage of the magical device. Even our great astromancer, Her Excellency Velania, admires it very much. And the runic logic system that can cross the barrier between elven and human spells is even more amazing. Now, our astromancers have begun to study the mystery behind the runic logic system. Perhaps one day, you will see a magical device made by the Silver Empire."
Rebecca nodded as she listened. Finally, her eyes returned to the messenger hall in the distance. "I still want to go and take a look. Although I can't use it, I can observe how your communication device works. It is said that your communication tower can send signals clearly hundreds of kilometers away without any transmissions. This distance is far beyond our Mana Net Hub … I'm very curious how you do it. "
"Of course." Sonia nodded immediately. "I have obtained authorization to disclose the technical details of the communication device to you. This is also part of the technological exchange between the Silver Empire and the Cecil Empire. If you are interested, I can send other messengers to show you the hall now. "
Rebecca was excited when she heard this. "That's great! Let's go now! "
Sonia smiled. She did not know when, but two young elven messengers came from not far away and greeted them. Sonia nodded slightly to them. "Bring Her Highness to the communication device. Except for the part connected to the armory, you can show her everything."
The two elves said in unison, "Yes, High Messengers!"
Rebecca left with the messengers in high spirits. Gawain, on the other hand, looked at Sonia curiously. "Why is the communication device still connected to the armory?"
"Because our communication system is also the monitoring system of the sentry tower. Although there is a safety division in the channel, the basic facilities are connected," Sonia explained. "Every monitoring station or border outpost has an armory, which stores a large number of colossus golems that can be activated at any time and arcane balls that point to the Great Wall. This way, if something goes wrong with the Great Wall, the outpost can not only send back the alarm immediately, but also organize the first wave of counterattack. Even if the situation is completely out of control and the high-intensity radiation in the wasteland instantly kills all the elves in the outpost, as long as the communication system of the outpost is still working, the HQ in the Constellation Holy Temple can remotely activate the armory. The automated colossus golems can also buy some time for the rear."
Gwen listened quietly to Sonia's narration. After a long while, he sighed. "Seven hundred years have passed, and the elves are still so vigilant about the wasteland."
"Because the collapse of the Kingdom of Gondor is just a matter of a generation to us. And two years ago, the Great Wall had a problem, so we can't help but be vigilant."
"That's true. Seven hundred years. You need about six hundred years to grow from infancy to adulthood." Gwen smiled and shook his head. "But then again, I don't remember anything about the armory. These things must have been built during the years when I was' asleep ', right?"
"Yes, this system was built at the behest of Her Majesty, the Silver Queen Bersetia. Her Majesty believed that the radiation intensity in the wasteland had not decreased, and the number of wandering mutants had not decreased significantly. This meant that the Gondor wasteland would not purify itself over time as some scholars had thought. To strengthen the defense, she ordered the construction of this system. That was about three centuries ago."
"Bersetia, huh?" Gwen repeated the name in a low voice. Then he suddenly smiled. "You are here to deliver a message for your queen, right?"
"It seems that I can't hide it from your eyes." Sonia exhaled and bent down slightly. "Your Majesty Gwen Cecil, the Silver Queen Bersetia Morningstar would like to invite you for afternoon tea in the small garden of the Oak Hall. Would you like to come?"
"Of course. I have nothing to do anyway. I am also curious to see how Bersetia has grown after so many years." Gwen knew that the Silver Queen had arrived a few days before he arrived at Outpost 112. He also expected such an invitation today. He nodded happily. "Please lead the way. I am not familiar with this outpost."
…
With Sonia leading the way, Gwen left the main road in the center of the town. They passed through the city that had been occupied by the diplomatic corps, passed through the town's Magic Core, and finally came to a secluded and tidy longhouse. This was the deepest part of the town. From the outside, there was nothing special except that the house was taller. However, the royal guards standing at the door in enchanted armor reminded those who entered by mistake that a person of great status was temporarily staying in the longhouse.
Gwen recalled the inherited memories — the habits of Gwen Cecil and the personal details of Bersetia. He was sure that everything was in place. He then ordered the attendants and guards to wait outside while he followed Sonia into the longhouse.
After passing through the main hall and a small corridor, he came to a small garden behind the house. The power of magic filled the garden, making the plants here lush all year round. Exotic flowers and lush tropical trees filled his vision. In the middle of these lush plants, there was an open space with an exquisite round table and chair. A beautiful woman with long blonde hair and an exquisite platinum headband was sitting quietly at the table with two elven maids standing behind her.
Gwen blinked. Although he had seen Bersetia's current appearance in the video from the south of the continent, he still found that her temperament was very different from what he remembered when he saw her in real life.
She was completely different from the little girl who ran around in several camps with her nose soaked in snot and could get into trouble eight times a day.
He was stunned at the entrance of the garden for a moment, which was a very normal reaction. He then smiled and walked toward the famous Silver Queen. "Bersetia, long time no see."
"Seven hundred and thirty years, Uncle Gwen Cecil." The beautiful Silver Queen suddenly laughed. The dignified and arrogant temperament that lingered around her loosened a lot. She seemed to have come alive all of a sudden. She stood up and made a welcoming gesture. "It's hard to imagine that we can meet again in this way."
"Uncle …" Gwen was stunned. There was a subtle expression on his face. "It's been a long time since I heard that. You're already so old, and you still call me that?"
His words made Sonia, who was following behind him, feel a little strange. The Silver Queen was a very respectable person, and the Silver Queen of this generation was even more so. Her methods and the growing strength of the Silver Empire under her rule were well-known across the continent. Many people were in awe of her. But here, there was a human who could so naturally say "you're already so old" to her … and this sentence was reasonable.
"This is a private occasion." Bersetia laughed. Apparently, she also thought that Gwen's words were normal from the beginning. "If I have to maintain my dignity as a queen while chatting, I won't have a chance to relax."
Gwen looked at her and smiled. "That's good."
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