The story told by Pitman aroused Gwen's great interest. At the same time, it also made him think of a lot of uncontrollable connections.
Many people would treat wild and strange stories as absurd stories that were not worth mentioning, but at the same time, many people were willing to admit that even the most absurd wild and unruly wild and strange stories would always have some reflections from reality.
And from the elves who had a long lifespan and a much more detailed and consistent history record than humans, Gwen was more convinced that their legends were based on facts. Especially those about the ark that floated and sped over the sea, the sea that was always shrouded in darkness, and the giant tower that reached the sky. These things that were beyond the knowledge of the mortals of the Roren Continent were described in such detail and with such certainty in the legends of the Silver Elves. This made Gwen think about it.
Are there really other continents outside of the Roren Continent?
Before the civilization on this continent developed, there were already civilizations on other continents?
The "First Elves" escaped their homeland on a kind of ark that floated and sped over the sea. What was the actual body of the ark? From the description … could it be something similar to a ground-effect aircraft? Or a large hovercraft?
What about the sea that was always shrouded in darkness? Could it be located in the polar night? Does the polar night and day phenomena also exist in the north and south poles of this planet?
And what is that giant tower in the legends? It is obviously not a natural product, but more like a man-made one. There are also projections of the starry sky and images of animals, plants, and minerals in the tower … Could it be related to the ancient super civilization that left behind the surveillance satellite?!
If Gwen Cecil's secret voyage back then really led him to the Sea of Eternal Darkness and the giant tower, then those crystals were the things that he brought out from the giant tower?
Countless pieces of information seemed to be connected at this moment. The cause and effect of the matter seemed to be revealed, but when Gwen carefully searched and analyzed, he still found that he could not analyze any results.
The information was too messy and fragmented, mixed with many vague legends, ghost stories, and speculations. There were too many uncertainties, and it was not enough for him to completely piece the truth together!
At this moment, Gwen even had an irresistible impulse to build a big ship and go directly to the northern border of the kingdom to explore the sea to find the sea that was always shrouded in darkness (or may be in a long-term state of extreme day at certain times) and see what the legendary giant tower was!
This kind of impulse was stirring in his chest. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and silently think about the territory's current reserves of resources, technological foundation, industrial production capacity, as well as the remaining gold and silver in the mountain treasury. After going through these things one by one, his impulse completely disappeared, and his heart turned cold … …
"Ancestor, are you okay?" Heti looked at Gwen with concern. The change of emotions on the latter's face made her very worried about the possibility of the ancestor passing away again (and it seemed that this time, the ancestor's death was not peaceful). But fortunately, Gwen came back to his senses in time and waved at her. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Are you interested in the Sea of Eternal Darkness?" Asked Pitman next to him, and then he frowned. "But forgive me for being blunt, but even in the powerful Silver Empire, the Sea of Eternal Darkness is just a story. It is well known that storms, fog, and chaotic magic field seal the entire sea. Even with the technological power of the elves, there is no way to navigate the sea far away from the coastline, let alone the human countries after the decline of technology. Before the Church of the God of Storm fell, the storm priests could still guide the captains to some specific routes around the continent. But now the Church of the God of Storm has fallen into depravity, and no one can sail on the sea anymore … "
It was rare for the little old man to persuade him with such a serious attitude, so Gawain was rather touched. However, he could not help but ask, "It's been seven hundred years. Are all the countries still trapped on the continent and unable to go to the distant seas?"
Heidi shook her head. "Occasionally, there are bold explorers who challenge the ocean, but less than one-third of them come back alive. Even if they do come back alive, most of them are crazy and have their minds damaged by the chaotic magic environment in the distant sea. And what's the use of challenging the ocean? Wealth comes from the land. Whether it is minerals or crops, they can only be found on the land. I don't see the need to challenge the sea. At present, the only country on the continent that has developed the sea is the Typhon Empire, but they have only found some magic materials in the coastal areas … "
Gwen could not help but frown and look at Heti. "Do you really think there is no wealth in the sea?"
"Wealth in the sea?" Heti was stunned. "Humans are a kind of creatures living on the land. What kind of wealth can be useful to us in the sea?"
Gwen looked at Heti and wanted to give her an impassioned enlightenment and education, but he soon found that such preaching was useless for Heti, who was limited in knowledge and vision. So he could only sigh. "One day you will understand that this continent is too narrow for the enlightened human. Let's not talk about other things, there is no place to hide even if there is a demonic tide."
There is no place to hide even if there is a demonic tide …
This sentence immediately touched Heti. But just as she was about to ask something, Gwen had already brought up another matter. "Let's not talk about this first. Heti, I want you to help me collect some scrolls."
"Is it the basic spellcasting and spellcasting theory of each faction?" Heti asked instinctively. Gwen often asked her to collect this information.
But Gwen's answer surprised her. "No, it is about my life biography."
"About your … life biography?" Heti blinked in confusion. This request was really strange. In the whole world, probably only she, the ancestor who suddenly jumped up from the dead, could come up with such a request. "Which form do you mean? The official hero's biography released by the kingdom? "
"Not only that, but also all kinds of folk versions. I want anything that describes my life." Gawain did not know how to explain that he was looking for clues about the secret voyage that had clearly happened but had disappeared from Gawain Cecil's memory. So, he could only make such a general request. "Even if it's an unofficial history, or even an absurd story that the country people used to scare children."
Heti's expression became strange. "What do you want these things for?"
Gwen was just about to come up with a reason, like he was interested in the changes in people's thinking in the past 700 years or something. Suddenly, Amber jumped out of the shadow next to him, and this Amber was still talking. "He's so free that he wants to see which wicked people in the past 700 years want to defame him … or see how people praise him, and he's secretly happy …"
The moment Amber jumped out of the shadow, Heti had already picked up her wand and was ready to strike. But since the last time she was beaten up, the half-elf had learned her lesson. The moment she was done talking, she immediately hid behind Gwen and used him as a shield. She even poked half of her head out to provoke him. "Rua — I don't believe you dare to face your ancestor … Ouch!!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Gawain grabbed her by the ear and dragged her out. As he dragged her, he asked curiously, "What are you thinking? After making up stories about others, you're still hiding behind the person you're talking about. Do you think I won't hit you?"
"Oh mother, I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I'm wrong!" Amber was almost jumping up and down. "My ear is cramping, my ear is cramping!"
And so, the tent was filled with a happy atmosphere …
A few days after the messenger was sent out, Viscount Viktor Kant's reply was delivered to the Cecil family's territory.
The old viscount expressed great enthusiasm for Duke Gwen's visit and invited Gwen to visit the old castle and manor that the Kant family was proud of. So, on the second day after the messenger's return, Gwen, who was already prepared, embarked on the journey to Kant's territory.
He set off in a carriage and deliberately did not bring many attendants. Other than the coachman and two soldiers, he only brought Amber, who was his bodyguard, and Knight Philip, who had just escorted the refugees back to Kant's territory not long ago.
When the silhouettes of the villages and farms at the edge of Kant's territory appeared at the end of the road, the sky gradually darkened. The cold wind swept across the land with the smell of moisture and soil, and the wind brought the signal of the coming rain. It seemed that at the end of the frost and the moment before the fog, the land would welcome a generous rain.
After the rain, the short autumn of the Ansu Kingdom came to an end. Next would be the long winter of the northern kingdom. First would be the 60 days of foggy and cold fog, followed by the 60 days of the cold month. The snow would continue intermittently throughout the country until the Month of Recovery. Even the "southern border" where Cecil's territory was located would be covered in frost and snow.
After all, the entire Ansu Kingdom was in the north of the continent.
He did not know if the refugees in the wilderness would be able to reach Cecil's territory in time to receive protection before the coldest days arrived. He did not know if the winter construction plan in the territory would be realized as expected. He did not know if the border between Ansu and Typhon would be at war this winter.
Gwen opened the cover of the carriage. In the gradually gloomy and dark sky, he could already see Kant's castle standing on a hillside in front of him. The ancient stone building rose from the highest point of the territory, and a few dark spires pointed straight at the cloudy sky. On the vast land below the castle, there were row upon row of town buildings.
Now that night and the clouds were coming at the same time, the early darkening of the sky gradually lit up the town with sparse lights. Gwen counted the number and distribution of the lights, judging the wealth and order of the land.
There were more lights than expected, and they could be seen from all over the town.
A drop of rain slanted through the cover of the carriage and fell on Gwen's face. With the raindrop came the bleak cold wind. Amber wrapped the blanket on her body tightly in the corner of the carriage and muttered in a daze, "Gwen, close the window …"
Gwen smiled and put down the cover. The sound of rain gradually became heavier on the roof of the carriage made of waterproof wood.
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