In the afternoon, Gwen was sitting on a bench in the garden, enjoying the rare tranquility of the past few days. Since winter was approaching, he had not enjoyed the afternoon sun like this for a long time.
The glorious giant sun hung high in the sky, and the crown of the giant sun covered with faint wood grains constantly reminded Gwen of the uniqueness of this world. He still vaguely remembered the great shock and even depression he felt when he first saw the giant sun. However, unconsciously, the scene had been deeply imprinted in his heart. He was used to the spectacular "sun", the light and heat it brought, and everything in this world.
He was also used to a lot of strange human and non-human creatures around him.
Tyr was coiled up on the lawn not far away, enjoying the warmth of the sun. Her upper body was stretched across the path between the lawn and the bench, lazily lying on a large decorative rock next to Gawain. She spoke in a languid tone (she was languid at all times) as she recounted what had happened in the distance.
"Basically, this is the situation … Our queen and the Master of Water Elements had a good negotiation, and now a new contract has been made. The Master of Water Elements has agreed to let us set up a long-term outpost in the Boundless Sea to monitor the activities of the Deep Blue Network … If there is any abnormality over there, I will be the first to receive the news."
Things seemed to be going well, which made Gwen feel relieved. However, after listening to Tyre's account of the "negotiation", he felt a little strange in his heart. At this time, he could not help but say, "Isn't the relationship between you and the local water elemental very tense? Especially this time, the matter is very sensitive. To set up an outpost and permanent personnel over there … How did your queen succeed in the negotiation? "
Tyre suddenly showed a proud look. "You don't understand. Although the elemental creatures are vengeful and stubborn, they are also reasonable. Our queen is the best at reasoning with people. She relies on sincerity and the art of negotiation … I heard that she had specially prepared a local specialty as a gift, but the Master of Water Elements was impressed by the queen's charm and refused to accept it. The queen took the local specialty back and sent it to the seafood city …"
Gawain was stunned as he listened. He instinctively felt that what the deep-sea salted fish said was not the same as what had actually happened, especially when they mentioned "local specialties" and "seafood city", which sounded very suspicious. However, he did not have the slightest interest in asking further. After all, this was a sea demon. Anything that had anything to do with deep-sea salted fish had always been unimaginable.
But at this point, he could not help but be interested in the things that happened in ancient times. "I heard that you sirens and the native water elemental of this planet had a very fierce and long-term conflict. The reason was that your spaceship broke through the 'dome' of the water elemental realm when it was forced to land?"
"Who said it wasn't? I'm the one who told you this." Tyre sighed, a look of reminiscence appeared on his face. "In fact, the reason for the conflict between us and the native water elemental of this planet was not just the problem of breaking through the dome, but also because we were not familiar with the environment when we first arrived on this planet. Coupled with the nervousness and panic, the process of forcibly repairing the spaceship had a big impact on the native water elemental. After that, they came to us to reason, and we couldn't accurately identify each other as elemental creatures like ourselves. We all thought that we were facing some kind of monster, so how could we not fight?"
As the sea caterpillar spoke, he covered his forehead and shook his head. In the end, all the emotions turned into a sigh. "Sigh, our spaceship is still stuck at the border of the water elemental realm …"
Gwen imagined what kind of scene that would be, and recalled the history from the perspective of the Elemental Dominator. He suddenly felt that the feud was not light, and the native water elemental were no doubt the real victims. They stayed at home and did not provoke anyone. Suddenly, a group of extraterrestrial visitors came down and smashed a hole in their roof. They brought people to find an explanation, but they were treated as monsters and beaten up. Even today, when the Elemental Dominator looked up, half of the vehicle was still stuck on the roof of her house … She could bear with it and signed a peace agreement with the sirens, which could only mean that she really could not beat them …
But this kind of bad debt that had been going on for tens of thousands of years was not something that an outsider like him could explain clearly. Moreover, the relationship between the two groups of elemental creatures had eased a lot over the years, so he could not comment on it. He just asked casually, "Speaking of which … your conflict was so big back then. How were the native water elemental willing to reconcile with you in the end?"
Hearing Gwen's question, Tyre could not help but have a look of reminiscence. After a long time, he slowly said, "We fought for many years, maybe hundreds of thousands of years … Maybe hundreds of thousands of years. The elemental creatures have a long life and are stubborn. The war that happened in the elemental realm was chaotic, so we both treated it as a daily activity. Until one day, the native water elemental seemed to want to break the long stalemate, so they planned a large-scale operation, trying to destroy the defense of the Antavern in one fell swoop …"
Gwen looked serious. "A large-scale operation?"
"They somehow reached an agreement with the master of the wind elemental, Venti, and organized a powerful joint army to attack the Antavern. The power of the storm and the waves ravaged the entire ocean. The magnificent scene even made the civilization at that time think that the end was coming." Tyre narrated the ancient history in a distant tone. "I also participated in the battle. The storm really left a deep impression on me. The army of wind elemental and the army of water elemental even crowded all the trenches and underwater valleys …"
Gwen had unknowingly become engrossed in the story. Whenever he heard such an ancient secret, he felt as if he was personally flying through history. "What happened after that?"
Tyr raised her head and smiled as she reminisced. "That was the first time I drank something that had a bit of air in it …" She said slowly and leisurely.
Gwen: "…?"
Tyre nodded again as if to affirm something. "It's better than ice."
Gwen: "…?"
He really felt that he had nothing better to do. He was actually expecting the sirens to bring him some kind of epic ancient record. Well, the terrible elemental war itself may be quite epic, but he remembered that no matter how epic it was, it should never be recorded from the perspective of the sirens. These deep sea salted fishes were extremely good at pulling the style of everything to their level …
"Anyway, after that, the native water elemental suddenly restrained themselves. They seemed to have suddenly recognized the reality, or maybe they felt that this kind of endless war was not beneficial to both sides. In short, they were finally willing to stop the war. The master of the elements named Gurulu took the initiative to reveal the intention of negotiation …" Tyre did not know what Gwen was thinking. Her memory had come to an end. "Of course, we immediately agreed. After all, the sirens do not like to fight, and we were in the wrong in this matter. But there was no other way. After all, we did not want our ship to fall …"
Gwen always felt that the master of the water elemental could not be called 'Gurulu', but he had no energy to continue the discussion with this deep sea salted fish.
And it was at this moment that a familiar breath suddenly came from nearby, interrupting his thoughts and the increasingly strange conversation between him and Tyre.
Gawain raised his head and looked in the direction of the aura. He saw a dark and distorted shadow suddenly appear in the air under the afternoon sun. The shadow opened up like a curtain, and Amber's figure nimbly jumped out from it and landed on the ground, jumping in front of Gawain in a few steps.
"What's going on?" He looked at the half-elf curiously and noticed that her face was a little serious. "You look serious."
"There's news from Tarlonde," Amber said, waking Gwen up from his slightly lazy state. "Two — one from the Grand Governor of Victoria, and the other from the leader of the Dragons, Helagol."
Gwen immediately sat up straight on the bench, ignoring Tyre who had begun to doze off next to him. He said quickly, "Tell me about Victoria first."
"Yes." Amber nodded. "Victoria sent Margie to deliver the news. She has arrived at the adventurer's town in New Agundor and confirmed that the 'adventurer Modiel' there is indeed the ancestor of the Wilde family who disappeared six hundred years ago. She said that Modiel Wilde's current state is very strange, and it is very likely that he has encountered the relics of the gods, and may even be pursued by the power of the ancient gods now … "
"Ancient gods?" Gwen did not expect this matter to jump directly into the realm of the gods. His face suddenly became very serious. He looked into Amber's eyes. "Why is there another ancient god? Which ancient god? "
Amber's expression suddenly became a little strange, as if this matter had a special meaning to her. But after a brief struggle, she shook her head and temporarily put aside the distracting thoughts. "The Goddess of Shadow, Mistress of the Night. Today, the Shadow-type Extraordinaires still believe that she is the master of the power of the shadows and the protector of the night, but according to Lady Enya, this god has disappeared since the departure of the voyager …"
She seemed a little hesitant when mentioning the name "Mistress of the Night". Obviously, this self-proclaimed "Chosen of the Night" was still a little serious when facing her "faith". Gwen also knew that with the establishment of the Theocratic Council and the gradual unveiling of the mysteries of the gods, this self-proclaimed "Chosen of the Night" (self-proclaimed) would sometimes struggle like this. But at the same time, he also knew that Amber did not need help from others in this matter.
Gods have their own destinies, and humans have their own busy lives.
After a moment of silence, he asked, "So, Modir is being pursued by the power of the Mistress of the Night. What's the specific situation?"
"Modir Werde has been close to the realm suspected to be the Kingdom of Shadows many times in the dream, and has come into contact with another projection of himself in the dream. From a mystical point of view, this is a sign that he is gradually being pulled into the 'foreign realm'," Amber immediately said. "And after the latest 'dream', Modir even brought back something from the 'foreign realm'. Victoria thinks this may indicate that Modir has formed a physical connection with the Mistress of the Night's divine realm …"
Amber told Gwen the information she had just received, and finally mentioned that Maggie had set off from North Port and was now on her way to the imperial capital with a "sample". With the speed of the Dragons, the sample could be sent to Cecil Palace as soon as tonight.
"Grand Governor Victoria hopes that we can bring the sample to Lady Enya," Amber finally said. "The Dragons are the ancient gods of the same era as the Mistress of the Night. Although Lady Enya is no longer the original Dragons, she may still be able to identify the power of the Mistress of the Night from the 'sample', and even find a way to temporarily cut off the connection."
"Of course." Gwen nodded immediately. "I would have sent the 'sample' to Enya even without her asking. After all, she is now one of the senior advisors of the Theocratic Council. What else? What did Helagol say? "
Amber thought for a while, and her expression became more serious. "Helagol … mentioned that the situation in the Tower of the Tidetide may have changed, and this matter may have something to do with Modir Werde."
Gwen jumped up from the bench, his eyes wide open. "The Tower of the Tidetide has changed?!"
"We can't be sure yet. At least from the recent surveillance records, there doesn't seem to be any changes there. But the Dragons suspect that the change has happened inside the Tower of the Tidetide, and it has happened a long time ago," Amber said, nodding. "In short, they suspect that something happened to Modir Werde in the Tower of the Tidetide, and the Dragon God at that time was affected by the power of the Voyager and failed to find out in time, which eventually led to Modir's strange state now …"
Amber told him the information from Tarlonde. Gwen listened attentively, but the more he listened, the more his head hurt. He could not help but raise his hand and press on his swollen forehead. Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally glanced at Tyre, who was slumped on the stone and snoring. A kind of emotion welled up in his heart.
Just a moment ago, he was still discussing with this deep-sea salted fish about something that made his mouth cramp. How did the topic become so serious in the next moment?
"It seems that I have to talk to Enya about this." In the end, he could only sigh and force himself to focus on business. "Although I don't think she knows much more about this than we do … Facing the power suppression of the Voyager's relic, a 'god' like her is being targeted too severely."
…
Gwen did not have to wait too long for the 'sample' that Margie brought from Tarlonde. Just as Amber had predicted, the special 'sample' was sent to Gwen's desk that night.
The bright magic crystal lamp illuminated the velvet-carpeted study. A small mithril box, protected by layers of complex runes and with two mechanical locks, was placed on the desk by Margie. With a continuous and slight click between the rune structure of the box and the mechanical lock, the item in the container finally appeared before Gwen and Amber.
A layer of black velvet was spread at the bottom of the box. In the dark background, a few grayish-white grains of sand stood out.
(End of Chapter)
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