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Chapter 193

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In front of Gwen was the latest batch of investigation data on the mountain ruins sent by the messenger soldier. The data detailed what Byron Knight had seen and heard in the mountain ruins, along with a more detailed map and hand-drawn manuscripts of some unfamiliar objects.

Even after winter had arrived, Knight Byron's exploration of the ruins in the mountains had not yet ended. Every month, he would spend half of his time wandering around the huge facility in the mountains, looking for more corridors, secret passages, and rooms. He would also draw a map along the way. Every three days or so, he would send a soldier to deliver the newly collected information to the territory.

So far, these were all conventional data. No new research facilities involving the secrets of the gods had been discovered. However, the constantly expanding map itself was enough to surprise Gwen. The true scale of the ruins had challenged his expectations time and time again. The scale of the corridors and halls had probably reached the scale of a small city. Even after exploring for so long, Byron Knight had not been able to complete the current "floor" of the ruins. Not long ago, Byron and the exploration team discovered two large staircases in the ruins that led to the upper and lower floors. More and more clues proved that there were new large-scale areas in the ruins waiting to be discovered.

Gwen could understand the upper floor. It might lead to some observation platforms or observation structures at the top of the Gloom Mountain Range, but where would the lower floor lead to? The middle floor of the ruins had almost hollowed out the entire mountain. Did the lower floor extend underground?

Even for an ancient facility to study the mysteries of the gods, this scale was too big.

However, no matter how big the overall scale of the ruins was, a considerable part of the middle floor had been fully explored and mapped. Byron Knight had confirmed that these areas were safe and sturdy. Gwen's next step was to transfer some of the things in the territory to the ruins in the mountains.

The spacious ancient halls could not be wasted. Their sturdiness and secrecy were their greatest value. Gwen planned to transfer the newly assembled heat ray gun production line, stamping armor production line, and runic substrate production line to the ruins. Some other things that needed to be kept secret or were harmful to the environment could also be moved to the mountains. The ruins were a research facility of the ancient Kingdom of Gondor. It had advanced protective structures and soundproofing effects. It was definitely much better than the brick and tile factories in the territory.

Gwen picked up the dipping pen next to him and was about to make some notes on one of the documents when a sudden rush of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

There was a knock on the door. After getting a response from Gwen, Betty pushed the door open and came in.

"Master!" The little maid quickly walked to the desk and bowed in a signature posture that looked like she was going to flip herself over. She said crisply, "Someone caught a big fish in the square of the Street of Knights!"

"Big fish?" Gwen was stunned. He did not expect the girl to rush over in such a hurry to report something so inexplicable. "Do you still need to report when you catch a fish? Just send it to the kitchen."

Betty straightened up and thought for a moment. She then shook her head vigorously. "It's too big to stew in a pot!"

"Did you catch a shark?" Gwen laughed. "It's a fish from the Whitewater River that ran into the well of Knight Street through the underground channel …"

"It doesn't look like it grew in the Whitewater River because half of it looks like a human …"

"… What?!"

Gwen rushed to the square of Knight Street. The patrolling soldiers had already responded in time and imposed martial law. A young Knight trainee in the armor of a commander was maintaining order at the scene. The citizens who were blocked outside the martial law line curiously looked at the movement in the corners of the streets and alleys.

Gawain recognized the young commander because he had personally awarded him a medal. During the first battle to defend Cecil, this young soldier named Kerim had fought bravely and valiantly. As a result, he had been recognized and not only had his rank been promoted, he had also been taught by Byron to become an apprentice knight.

"Master!" Karim saw Gwen and immediately stepped forward to salute. "The situation is under control. The … creature is still beside the well."

"What happened?" Gwen frowned. "I heard that you caught a half-human, half-fish … female?"

Karim shook his head. "We didn't catch it. Miss Pea found it when she was fetching water. At that time, the half-fish, half-human creature seemed to be hiding at the bottom of the well. Later, it was pulled up by a carpenter and an apprentice who passed by."

Gwen suddenly thought of his own book … Ahem, Knight's biography that he had read a few days ago and associated it with the book … the "sirens" mentioned in the biography.

Could it be so coincidental?

He was looking forward to it but could not believe that he was so lucky. However, he had already started walking. He brought Betty through the blockade line and saw a small square surrounded by a temporary wooden fence. A few people were surrounding the well.

Pitman, Rebecca, Amber, Heti … Almost everyone who was well-informed was there. There were also three craftsmen who were being questioned by the soldiers and a little girl who was carrying an empty bucket. That was Pea.

An unfamiliar woman was sitting lazily on the edge of the well. She had beautiful sea-blue hair, and her upper body was wearing a strange blue "coat" that seemed to be made of leather. There were scaly structures on her cheeks and exposed arms, and her lower body … Just as Betty and Karim had described, it was a beautiful fishtail with light gold and blue patterns.

Gwen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked forward.

Rebecca and the others were curiously surrounding the unfamiliar woman. Heti was seriously analyzing the beautiful magic-like patterns on the woman's tail, and Amber was inquiring about the woman's origin and the purpose of her visit. However, the half-human, half-fish woman still looked lazy and did not respond to most of the questions.

"What's going on?" Gwen asked. It was not until he spoke that the few people who were immersed in studying the seafood finally noticed his presence. Rebecca was the first to jump up. "Ancestor! This person looks like the 'siren' that you've been asking about! "

Listen to her — this' siren '! In an instant, the fusion of the two species was superb …

Pitman also turned around. The old Druil had a rare serious expression on his face. "Sir, I'm afraid this is really a siren — but I don't know how she came here. When she saw us just now, she was very vigilant and hostile, but after we said that we meant no harm, she … was not very active. "

Is she really a siren?!

Gwen controlled his excitement and looked curiously at the 'Miss Mermaid' sitting on the edge of the well. At this time, the latter also looked up curiously at him. The two stared at each other for a while. Suddenly, the 'Miss Mermaid' slapped her tail on the edge of the well. She said in a pleasant but lazy voice, "I think I've seen you before?"

Gwen was stunned, and then he was wild with joy. He even wanted to dance in ecstasy.

Did the Goddess of Fortune throw this siren from the sky to solve the mystery?!

"Are you a siren?" Gwen took two deep breaths to calm down, and then immediately asked, "If so, maybe we have met before. My name is Gwen Cecil. Did we meet 700 years ago?!"

"Gwen Cecil? Yawn … "The mermaid let out a huge yawn, then rubbed her eyes." Seven hundred years ago … I think I have some impression of him. At that time, there was a human like that, but I didn't really interact with him. You said that it was you? Can you humans live for 700 years? "

For a moment, Gwen did not know how to explain. "Err … I have only been resurrected recently."

The mermaid blinked. "You have developed a new function?"

"… You can't say that," Gwen said.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I don't know you well." The mermaid shook her head, and her sea blue hair shone with a wonderful luster under the sun. "I'm so sleepy. I was just half asleep when someone hit me with a bucket. Who threw the bucket?"

Gawain glanced awkwardly at Pea, who was not far away, but he quickly reacted. "You slept in our well, so of course you'd be smashed … By the way, what's your name?"

"Tyre," the mermaid murmured. "So the place I was in was a well?"

It was obvious that she did not want to talk to anyone, but she was interested in Gawain. So, the two barely managed to reach an agreement, and this little exchange was enough to make the people around them click their tongues in amazement. Rebecca looked at her ancestor reaching an agreement with a fish with admiration. She could not help but ask, "Ancestor, you used to fish?"

Hao Ren did not know how she made the connection.

Gwen looked at Rebecca, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and then looked at the siren who called himself Tyre. He could not help but be curious. "Where did you come from? Why are you here? Is there anything we can help you with? "

"Me? I came from the deep sea. "Tyre swayed slightly on the edge of the well." I don't know why I came to the land of you humans. I was fighting with a group of humans in the sea a few days ago. Then I was separated from the rest of the group. I swam back home, but somehow I came to this place. When I opened my eyes, I saw humans everywhere. I thought I fell into the enemy's lair. "

"Fighting with a group of humans in the sea?" Gwen keenly grasped the key point in this sentence, and then he realized another key point. "You said you wandered here when you were returning to the territory of the sirens?"

Tyre nodded. "Yes."

If the legends and the records of the elves were correct, the sirens were a kind of intelligent creatures living in the far eastern sea of the continent.

Gwen's face became strange. "Miss Tyre, if I'm not wrong, you … probably swam in the wrong direction."

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