In the vast and boundless Realm of Looming Shadow, the two former gods looked at each other. Not far away, the magical net terminal was still projecting the highlights of the day, but Mirmina and Amoun's attention was no longer on the program.
After a moment of silence, Mirmina could not help but break the silence. "Why don't you … scratch it?"
Amoun's voice was even weirder than before. "Are you serious?"
Mirmina stood still for two seconds, and the situation before her left her a little bewildered (although she did not have feet to begin with). In her long memory as a god, she had never encountered such a situation. "Why don't … I scratch it for you?"
"… Seeing that you have been using the magical net terminal for the past few days …" Amoun's voice was even intermittent. "I feel that it's getting weirder …"
"Alright." Myrmina sighed helplessly and strode towards the holy stag. "I'm suddenly curious. Have you not encountered a similar situation in the past three thousand years?" She asked casually as she walked.
Amoun's voice was a little muffled. "Yes, I have."
"Then how did you solve it?"
"…"
"Alright, I get it."
Mirmina came to Amoun's side and looked at the former god who was firmly pinned to the shattered land by Voyager's legacy. The huge and holy body was penetrated by broken metal and crystal structures, and the debris that penetrated the body looked terrifying even to the gods. Considering that the gods themselves were a life form between 'spirit' and 'matter', the injuries on the body should not have any pain after solidification. But Mirmina could not help but feel a little speechless as she looked at them. Amoun soon noticed something and could not help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Mirmina asked as she reached out her hand. "These injuries look a little scary … Is it this position?"
"A little higher, a little higher … Sigh, it's much more comfortable …" Amoun let out a soft sigh. "I can't see what's behind me, but these things look scary now. The initial trauma is over, and I'm actually in a state of 'symbiosis' with these things. I don't feel anything. "
Mirmina nodded thoughtfully, and then her eyes fell on one of the alloy fragments that penetrated the stag's body. She stared at the fragment and the illusory form where the edge of the fragment fused with the flesh. Her brief silence once again, Amoun's curiosity was piqued. "Mirmina, what did you find?"
"… You really can't move?" Milmina raised her eyelids slightly and looked in the direction of Ah Mo En's eyes. "You can't move at all?"
"Of course, these things have nailed me to this broken land. Can't you see?" As Ah Mo 'en spoke, he sighed. "To nail it so firmly … To be honest, there are times when I regret it. I shouldn't have used so much strength when I hit the space station. I almost died for real. Hmm? Mirmina, why are you not talking again? "
Mirmina did not respond. She just lowered her head and stared at the relics for a long time. No one knew what she was thinking. After a long silence, she shook her head gently. "Nothing."
"Really? That's weird … "
…
The 112 Conference that attracted the attention of the world had successfully ended. The good news of the establishment of the Alliance flew through all the information channels of the mortal kingdoms. This event that was enough to change the world was spreading like waves on the sea to the entire mortal civilization circle. And before all these news gradually sank into the people and gradually fermented in various fields and industries, the various leaders and plenipotentiaries who participated in the conference had already left the conference hall at the edge of the wasteland and embarked on the long journey back to their respective countries.
Within the borders of Cecil, in the southern part of the eastern region, a warm wind blew across the wilderness, pressing down the already tall red pine leafy vegetables and the nameless tall grass by the roadside. There were crisscrossing paths in the increasingly lush fields as caravans and agricultural machinery sped along the road. The towering magical hub tower at the end of the farmland pointed to the blue sky. The constant magic emanating from the tower nourished all the magical devices in the vast area. The projection crystal under the tower was broadcasting real-time time, weather, magical radiation, and imperial decrees. A magical train was speeding across the charging track at the edge of the wilderness, and the roar of the train echoed far and wide in the wilderness.
Gwen sat in his seat and looked at the scenery outside the window. He was slightly relieved. He had finally returned to the land of Cecil, the country he built with his own hands. This gave him an indescribable sense of security. And opposite him, the Silver Queen was looking out of the window with a curious look. The high-ranking maidservant named 'Irene' sat beside the Silver Queen.
After the 112 Conference, the Silver Queen did not return to the south with the elven diplomatic corps. Instead, she came to Cecil with Gwen. Of course, she was there to respond to the special 'invitation'. But in the public announcement, her trip was to 'further exchange with the Cecil Empire on technology sharing' for a state visit.
"What a beautiful scenery … Although it is not as vibrant and luxuriant as our great forest, there is a sense of vitality emanating from this land … I can even feel the deep feelings of the people who built this land," Bersetia finally looked away from the window and sighed. "This feeling reminds me of the pioneering cities hundreds of years ago … I have rarely felt this kind of atmosphere in recent centuries."
Gwen could not help but laugh. He knew that Bersetia was not simply flattering or poetic description, but she was very straightforward about her feelings. Elves had a different way of perception and nervous system from humans. They could 'see' and 'hear' things that other races could not. And in their perceptual system, the group emotions and memories left behind by living creatures on the land were as obvious and natural as colors and smells. The Silver Queen said that she felt those things on this piece of land, so those things definitely existed.
He said, "After the war, many areas have undergone difficult reconstruction. The eastern route is actually not the place with the most reconstruction projects. The biggest change should be in the eastern flank of the Sacred Plains. That place has been turned upside down. Sordling once said that the whole land seemed to be 'glowing with a bright and blazing brilliance.' Although I can't see what kind of brilliance it is, I can feel it."
"I'm looking forward to the trip to the Sacred Plains. I've been looking forward to the legendary 'Thorin's Tree' for a long time," Bersetia said seriously. "Is there such a tall magical device everywhere like here?"
"… If you walk along the railway line or the river bank, you can see a lot. But in fact, most of the land in other parts of the empire is still in a relatively backward state," Gwen thought for a moment and said frankly. "We now have advanced magical technology, but the construction still needs to be done step by step. At present, the places that can be covered by modern transportation are more prosperous, and other areas still need to be worked on."
"… In most countries, the prosperity of the city directly connected to the main road is enough," Bersetia said faintly. Outside the window beside her, a newly built village was slowly retreating from the distance. The sun shone on the new roofs, and they glowed. "This is not an exception even in Typhon. You seem to want to cover every village with the magic network and magical devices. This is not a small ambition."
"It's not an ambition, but I think it's a matter of course to free all people from poverty and ignorance," Gwen said, and then casually changed the topic. "Speaking of the popularization of magical technology, I'm a little curious about the application of the 'magic network' and runic logic in the Silver Empire. I heard that you have successfully repaired the anti-gravity engine of the Stellaris Temple?"
"We haven't repaired the engine yet, but with the help of the magic network, we have restored the core power of the Stellaris Temple to the state it was at least a thousand years ago. This has excited countless mages." Bersetia smiled. "Our next goal is to actually do the real work on the ancient engine. This is a very bold restoration plan. For many years, no elf has dared to do this. Fortunately, my chief astromancer, Velania, is on the side of the supporters."
"… Velania, I have an impression of this name." Gwen recalled the memories he had inherited, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Ah, I still remember when Anthony courted Lady Velania after he was seriously drunk. That was the biggest embarrassment of the Night of the Sacred Covenant. In the end, Charlie and I had to tie up the bull with a rope."
"The bigger embarrassment actually happened after the meeting." Bersetia's expression also became subtle. "The great astromancer did not realize that it was a 'confession' until she returned to the Silver Empire. She had never been confessed to by a human or any living creature, so when she realized that the arcane missile she shot out in a panic was actually an admirer, she was upset for many, many years. Of course, very, very few people knew about this. Even Lady Velania's chief disciple did not know about it."
"… Then how did you know?"
"I sneaked into her lab to steal honey and heard her mumbling behind the cabinet. Don't look at me like that. I was still very young at that time."
The atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange for a moment. Gwen did not know why the topic had come to such a strange direction. He subconsciously glanced at the high-ranking maid sitting next to the Silver Queen. Just as he was about to say something, Bersetia suddenly said, "By the way, Helene, forget what you just heard."
The high-ranking maid nodded without changing her expression. "Yes, Your Majesty. I have forgotten."
Gwen was speechless.
So casual?
He wanted to call Hu Po out on the spot and let him forget about what had just happened, but he was afraid that Hu Po would take out a small notebook to record what had just happened. So, he could only abruptly end the current topic. "It seems like we shouldn't talk about a lady behind her back, especially when she's your chief astrologer."
"You were the one who started the 'private conversation.'"
"… Well, we'd better not talk about this in front of Velania in the future." Gwen scratched his cheek a little awkwardly. Then he noticed that Bersetia's expression was a little different from before. She looked at him with a relaxed and happy smile, and her eyes seemed to be shining. "What's wrong? You're so happy all of a sudden. "
"Now I feel like I'm chatting with the 'old' Uncle Gwen," Bersetia said with a smile.
…
In the Silver Empire, in the Stellaris Temple, in the Deep Magic Laboratory, Master Astromancer Velania, who was standing on a high platform and controlling the large complex runic array in the laboratory, suddenly sneezed loudly, followed by several consecutive sneezes.
One of the apprentices who was on standby near the monitoring circle was immediately alerted. He trotted to Velania and asked, "Master, are you not feeling well?"
The grand astromancer, who was wearing a lavender robe and had long blonde hair tied up high, shook her head. There was a trace of confusion on her beautiful face. "Don't worry. It's just a few sneezes. Compared to this, how is the observation result?"
"It's still exposed by the noise, sir." The apprentice suddenly showed a regretful expression. He waved his hand to the side, and a metal plate with inert magic-conducting metal as the base and a special absorption and solidification layer on the surface of the metal plate floated over from the nearby installation table. On the surface of the metal plate's absorption and solidification layer, there were large patches of color and irregular noise. "The new purification field doesn't seem to work. The pattern formed by the magic flow in the dark room is completely covered by these interference patterns. I can't even observe it in time."
Vilania frowned slightly as she stared at the metal plate that had lost its value for a long time. An obvious look of disappointment gradually appeared on her face.
The apprentice could not help but look a little worried. "Master …"
"I theorized about the nature of magic waves nearly half a century ago … but I still can't find any evidence to prove it." Velania laughed self-deprecatingly, but she quickly waved her hand. "Don't be affected by my emotions. I'm just a little emotional. Tidy up the equipment and turn it off for now. We will summarize the experience later and design a new experiment process. "
"Yes, master."
"By the way," Velania suddenly remembered something before the apprentice left. "When is the time to contact Master Kamel?"
"Two hours." The apprentice glanced at the clock not far away. "Do you want to take a rest first? Mr. Sockwill came to see you before. He invited you to have lunch at the Golden Leaf Pavilion. "
"Is it Sockwill from the artificial intelligence team?"
"No, the person in charge of the artificial intelligence team is Mr. Sockwill. Mr. Sockwill is in charge of the eastern part of the palace …"
Velania waved her hand and flew down the platform lightly. As she walked to the door, she said, "Oh, then I won't go. I thought there was some progress on the artificial intelligence team … I'll go to the library to find some information. Two hours should be enough."
"What about Mr. Sockwill …"
"Help me tell him that the lunch discount at the Golden Leaf Pavilion doesn't require two people to go together. He can go by himself."
As the astromancer's voice fell, she disappeared outside the door not far away. The apprentice stood in the middle of a pile of rune magic circles that had turned on automatically. He stared in the direction where his master disappeared for a long time before he finally sighed helplessly. "… Yes, master."
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