Gwen walked through a long corridor. On one side of the corridor, there was a wide window. A layer of magic barrier acted as the glass on the window so that people in the corridor could see the scene on the other side of the window. He and Amber stopped in front of the window and looked into the room inside. In the brightly lit reception room, they saw Duchess Victoria in a snow-white dress, and an old man in a black robe and a black bonnet sitting opposite the duchess.
They were talking in the room, and their voices could not be heard in the corridor. But they could see that the old man was a little nervous. He kept asking Victoria something, and the duchess sitting opposite him patiently answered his questions. There was even a faint smile on the face of the ruler of the Northern Region, who rarely showed any change in expression.
Amber was very surprised to see this scene. She exclaimed in a low voice, "Hey, look, that ice-faced guy has been cured!"
Gwen glanced at the shame of the alliance. "Do you dare to say that in front of her?"
Amber immediately put her hands on her waist and said confidently, "Nonsense, of course not. I'm not stupid."
"He looks good, better than I expected." Gwen ignored Amber and turned to Helagol beside him. "Does he know that I'm the one who wants to see him today?"
"He knows. That's why he looks a little nervous. This great adventurer usually has a better mentality than anyone else." Helagol said with a smile. "You know, he sees you as his idol, even though he has lost his memory."
"I know about this. Back then, he went to the sea to look for the 'secret route' because he wanted to follow in my footsteps." Gawain smiled, and there was a hint of emotion in his tone. "It was also because of that trip that he got lost in the Arctic sea and was picked up by Melita at that time and brought to the tower against the tide … Everything in the world is really connected by cause and effect."
"Everything in the world is connected by cause and effect … A wise man in a certain civilization once said this. It's interesting and worth thinking about," Helagol said. He then nodded in the direction of the room. "Are you ready? Go and meet the great adventurer who has idolized you for hundreds of years. He has been looking forward to it for a long time. "
"… To be honest, I'm actually starting to get nervous." Gwen said with a smile, but he still walked towards the door with Amber and Helagol following behind.
At the door of the room, Gawain stopped and adjusted his facial expression and the thoughts in his head. At the same time, he took a deep breath. He was not kidding when he said that he was a little nervous. After all, this was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a situation. There were many people in this world who worshipped him now, but there was only one "great adventurer" who had regarded him as his idol six hundred years ago and even risked his life to search for his "secret route" on the sea. After six centuries, there was only one "great adventurer" who had not changed his mind.
Thinking of this, he actually felt a little nervous as if he was meeting a fan offline for the first time.
But the great adventurer in the room must be more nervous than him, so Gwen quickly adjusted his state of mind. After the muscles on his face relaxed, he pushed open the sturdy wooden door in front of him. With the slight sound of the door turning, Victoria and Modir, who were talking in the reception room, turned their heads at the same time.
Victoria was the first to get up. After bowing to Gwen, she reminded the ancestor beside her, "His Majesty is here."
Modir's reaction was half a beat slower, but after hearing the reminder, he quickly came to his senses. The great adventurer stood up abruptly as if he had accidentally sat on burning charcoal. A smile appeared on his face, but then he seemed to be at a loss. He subconsciously took a few steps towards Gwen, as if he wanted to reach out his hand, but halfway through, he pulled it back as if he had been electrocuted. He rubbed his hands on his clothes and mumbled incoherently, "Ah, wait, Your Majesty, I just finished chatting with Victoria and haven't washed my hands …"
Gwen was also taking two steps forward to shake hands with the old man, but he was disrupted by the old man's sudden series of irregular movements. He stood there awkwardly, watching Modir's movements, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He finally found a chance to speak. "Don't be so nervous, Mr. Modir. I'm here to see you."
"Ah, now that you mention it, I'm even more nervous!" Modir finally finished wiping his hands, but then he casually summoned a water elemental and rubbed it vigorously in his hands. As he walked towards Gwen, he mumbled, "I … I never dreamed that one day I would see you with my own eyes! You are the greatest pioneer and the greatest adventurer in my heart! When I heard that you were coming in person, I couldn't believe my ears. The Goddess of Magic can testify! At that time, I thought I had fallen into another 'strange dream' … "
Gwen could not help but have a strange expression on his face as he listened. He thought to himself that the Goddess of Magic might not be able to testify. She was now being chased by the network administrators led by Naretil every day in the neural network, or playing cards or chess with two other retired gods. The last time she testified was to prove that Amoun did not have two kings and two bombs …
But in any case, after a long struggle, the great adventurer finally relaxed a little. Modir let go of the water elemental that he had rubbed and looked hard at Gwen, as if to confirm whether the "emperor" in front of him and the "pioneer hero" in history had the same face. Finally, he finally reached out and shook hands with his "idol."
A moment later, at Victoria's reminder, Modir finally let go of his hand. He sat on a chair by the short table with a very happy smile on his face. Gwen sat on another chair opposite, and did not wipe the water droplets off his hands.
Amber stood behind Gwen, and Victoria stood behind Modir. Helagol saw that the atmosphere in the room was on track, and that he, as an "outsider", could only take up space here, so he smiled and stepped back. "Then I'll leave the rest of the time to you all. I still have many things to take care of, so I'll take my leave first. If you have any questions, you can call Coretta at any time. She's standing in the corridor. "
Gwen smiled and nodded. Victoria said, "Thank you for your hard work, Your Excellency Helagol."
The leader of the Dragons left, and only Gwen and the others were left in the reception room. Before talking, Gwen first pointed to Amber standing behind him and introduced her 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' of the Shadow Realm, so I brought her here."
"Oh, oh, okay." Modir nodded repeatedly. Obviously, he did not care who Amber was at all. He then pointed to Victoria, who was behind him. "You should know her, right? She — "
"Of course, I know her." Gwen smiled. "She's an excellent official of the Empire."
As soon as his voice trailed off, Victoria's voice rang in his mind. "The ancestor still doesn't know my full name, and for obvious reasons, I can't tell him my true identity …"
"Well, I know," Gwen responded in his mind, and at the same time, nodded imperceptibly. He then looked up at the great adventurer in front of him. "Mr. Modir, you should know the reason why I came to see you in person, right?"
"This … They said it's because you are very concerned about the 'anomaly' that happened to me." Modir hesitated for a moment before speaking. "They said that the anomaly that happened to me involves the gods, and may involve more ancient secrets. These secrets are enough to alarm the upper echelons of the Empire. But to be honest, I still can't believe it. This is Tarlonde, separated from Loren by a vast ocean, but you came in person —"
"Mr. Modir, you may not know your own uniqueness," Gwen interrupted without waiting for Modir to finish. "The 'anomaly' that happened to you is enough for the leader of any member of the Alliance to come in person. And even if that aside, you are worthy of my personal visit."
"Me?" Modir pointed to his nose a little helplessly. "I'm just an ordinary old man. Although I have some magic power, I have no other strong points. Even my brain is often not clear …"
"You are a great adventurer," Gwen said solemnly. "Maybe you don't remember some things, but in my opinion, your contribution to the human world is no less than many pioneering heroes of my time. If Charlie saw you back then, I'm afraid he would personally give you a toast."
Modir obviously did not expect to hear such a shocking comment from Gwen. He could treat the usual compliments as courtesy, but when Gwen mentioned the founding emperor of Ansu, the great adventurer was obviously greatly shocked. His eyes widened, and he did not know what expression to make. After a long time, he said, "You … You mean it? How could I have such a contribution back then? "
Gwen's expression turned serious. He stared into the old man's eyes and nodded solemnly. "It's true."
He knew that his words were difficult for an adventurer who had forgotten who he was, but he also knew that none of his words were exaggerations.
Modir Werder, although he was an incurable lunatic and a traditionalist eccentric in the eyes of the nobles, but in the eyes of pioneers and adventurers, his existence was enough to leave a full page in the history books.
His life of adventure was countless, but in Modir's Travels, Gwen was most impressed and touched the most. It was not some thrilling adventure, nor were there any strange and terrifying supernatural creatures or ancient legends. It only had one sentence, but it could be engraved in the history books. "A potato plant was found at the edge of the swamp north of the Gray Mountain. The leaves are gray-green, cold resistant and easy to grow. I think it can be planted on a large scale in the cold area. I have tried it, it can fill the stomach, and it is not poisonous."
Modir was active a hundred years after the founding of Ansu, but at that time, the whole of Ansu was built on a wild and unknown land. In addition, the population base at the beginning of the country was very low, and the new magic system could not be established. So even though the country had been established for a century, there were still many areas in an unknown state, and many plants and animals were unfamiliar and dangerous to human beings at that time.
It was many adventurers like Modir who measured the land with their feet, turning every inch of the unknown into a habitat for their descendants in that primitive environment. Modir was undoubtedly the most outstanding of them all. Now, centuries had passed, and smoke was everywhere in the barren land. The gray-leaf potato, which left a mark in Modir's Travels back then, now supported a quarter of the food rations of the entire Cecil Empire.
There was a lot of thrilling content in Modir's Travels, and there were innumerable fascinating adventures. But in between the gorgeous chapters that could attract the attention of playwrights and bards, there were more 'boring' records like where there was food, where there were herbs, where there were mines, what monsters could be dealt with by an ordinary army, what monsters needed special means to deal with, the distribution of forests, the direction of rivers … He may not have embarked on his first adventure with a grand purpose, but it did not affect his life of adventure at all, and it became a great legacy.
But the great adventurer had forgotten all of this.
He did not even remember finding anything that was worth remembering. He just felt that he was an adventurer, and under the push of this' feeling ', he kept going further and further, and then he would forget these adventures and embark on a new journey …
Modir laughed. He still did not know what earth-shattering things he had done back then to deserve such an unbelievable evaluation. But since Gwen Cecil had said so himself, he thought it must be true.
He had received the affirmation of the world's greatest pioneering hero and adventurer.
"You are the greatest adventurer," the white-haired old man said to Gwen with a happy smile as if he was stating the truth. "Maybe I did have some achievements back then, but I set out in the peace built by the pioneers, while you blazed a trail in the Demonic Tide Wasteland …"
That was Gwen Cecil's achievement.
Gwen felt a little awkward. He could not help but shake his head. "That's the past."
"Now you are still on the road ahead," Modir said solemnly. "The Community Alliance, the trans-continental route, the era of exchange and trade, and those schools, factories, and government offices … These are all brought about by you. Your pioneering and adventuring are still going on, but I … I know that I have been stagnant. "
"No one is really stagnant. We just take a break in the middle of life, but everyone's break is either long or short."
"… You are right. A qualified adventurer should not be too pessimistic." Modir blinked, then looked down at himself. "But what happened to me? I have been 'resting' for too long … "
Gwen did not answer him directly. Instead, he turned to look at Amber, who was standing behind him. "Did you find anything?"
Amber's eyes fell on Modir. Her expression was a little serious, which was rare. After a moment, she took half a step forward. "I do feel a very, very weak connection with 'the other side', but there are some things that I am not sure about. I need to do a test. Sir, please cooperate. "
As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently rubbed her fingertips.
Gray-white quicksand appeared out of thin air and flowed down like water.
(End of Chapter)
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