In less than a year, Knight Byron had come to realize one thing: there were some people who truly had the gift of creating history and witnessing miracles. These people were always keenly aware of the amazing secrets that had been buried, and they were always inadvertently exposed to the opportunities that could change history. It was as if they could encounter the question of the life and death of the world just by walking on the road. His new lord, Gawain Cecil, seemed to be such a person.
In just one day, the liege had dug out another strange creature from the ruins. Last time, it was a big iron ball that could fly and talk. This time, it was an ancient witch spirit that could fly and shine. Byron wondered what new things the liege would find if he continued to explore the ancient ruins. But he would not be surprised if he saw a Giant Dragon walking beside Gwen next time.
In order to speed up the recovery of the materials in the deeper zone of the Fortress of Disobedience, Knight Philip, who had just returned from Kant, was assigned to assist Byron in the inventory and transportation of the ancient materials. The young knight stood in front of the magic door that operated stably and looked at the ancient fortress hidden in the Realm of Shadows in amazement. Byron stood beside him, directing the soldiers to transport the equipment and samples that the liege had asked for. He sighed with his partner. "Why do you think our liege is so good at … things? He has encountered so many strange things in the past few months. "
Philip did not hear the sarcasm in Byron's voice. He immediately reminded him sternly, "It is not Knight's behavior to criticize the liege in private. Besides, isn't it a great fortune to witness these miracles?"
"I'm not interested in witnessing miracles. The more I witness, the faster I die." Byron snorted. He then continued to direct the soldiers to pack the ancient materials into boxes and send them to the opposite side of the magic door as soon as possible.
The ancient fortress was a huge treasure trove. Unlike the underground palace in the real world, which had been emptied, everything here was well-preserved. Many of the magic devices were still functional. Although most of them would lose their functions like the Gondor equipment after the magic tide without the special energy supply system here, those well-preserved ancient magic devices were excellent research objects.
In addition to the well-preserved ancient equipment, the remains stored in various laboratories were also invaluable. Gwen ordered Byron to send everything that could be transported to the outside of the magic door as soon as possible.
These ancient relics would not be sent to the city. Gwen had ordered a place to be set up in the middle zone of the Fortress of Disobedience as a research and storage site for the ancient relics. Of course, considering the number of researchers in the territory, these things could only be piled up in the warehouse for the time being.
The protective wall of the 'deep zone' had been raised again. The body of Amoun the Giant Deer was isolated outside the facility. There were no other samples of the gods' tissues stored inside the facility, and the fragments left behind by the 'godslayer' were not harmful to ordinary people, so the recovery work could be left to the soldiers.
Philip was a man of few words, so Byron could only start the conversation himself. "Speaking of which, you have been busy between Kant Hill and Cecil Hill for the past two months. How is the situation over there?"
Philip thought for a moment and replied, "Padrick is a diligent and loyal man. With his efforts, the order of Kant Hill has been completely restored, and it is developing well."
"You know that's not what I'm asking."
Philip glanced at Byron. "… Kant Hill is bound to become the property of the Cecil family. The signs have begun to appear. Now almost all the civilians in Kant Hill have regarded the Cecil family as their natural protector and ruler. All the merchants in the territory have been bought and unified by Padrick. The Association of Craftsmen has also accepted the lord's employment and began to build the road from Kant Hill to Cecil Hill. Everything is as the lord said. "
Byron smiled. "… There is no smoke at all."
At the same time, in the lord's residence of Cecil Hill, Gwen saw Kamel, who had finished his rest and looked refreshed.
After leaving the fortress in another dimension that had been sealed for a thousand years, Kamel looked much more energetic. Although he could no longer breathe or feel the touch of the breeze on his skin, just the sight of the sun itself was enough to lift his spirits.
Of course, since he could not see the face of the ancient magus, Gwen judged his mental state by the brightness of the sun.
In addition to Gwen and Kamel, there were also Rebecca and Heti in the room. The former was curiously circling around Kamel, her eyes wide open as she studied the runic armor kit on his body. The latter was holding her staff with a serious face, ready to knock Rebecca's head at any time. If the girl did not restrain her rude behavior, Heti would not be able to resist the urge to give her a good beating.
"How does it feel to see the light of day again?" Gwen smiled and nodded at Kamel, then looked at his great-granddaughter on the N + 1 floor. "By the way, Rebecca, can you stop circling around her?"
"Please forgive the child's rudeness," Heti said helplessly. "Her curiosity is a little … too exuberant."
"It's okay, I don't mind." Kamel was a very easy-going person. He shook his body slightly, the surface of the runic armor kit flowing with the luster of arcane energy. "This world … has changed a lot, but nothing is more pleasant than seeing the light of day again. I see a land full of vitality, and the people of this land live optimistic and fulfilling lives. This shows that there is a competent lord here."
"Of course, my ancestor is awesome." Rebecca heard someone praising her ancestor, and her face was full of pride. "But you may be a little disappointed if you go to other places. This era is not as good as it was a thousand years ago."
"I've heard about the lapse and decline of technology, but there are many things that still need to be slowly understood," Kamel replied. "I heard that this is a land of development. There must be a lot of work to be done. I hope I can come in handy as soon as possible."
"Don't worry. First of all, you need to understand this era, the current level of productivity and the social structure of this era, especially the changes in human magical technology after the demonic tide," Gwen said with a smile. "The demonic tide has changed a lot of things. I don't know if you are an expert in magical devices, but I want to remind you that the magical technology of the ancient Kingdom of Gondor has basically collapsed, and there is no possibility of repair. Before you go to work, the first step should be to learn."
Kamel was silent for a moment, and then a trembling voice came from his body. "I … have expected it. I can sense that the surrounding magical environment is different from a thousand years ago. Even many of the spells that I have mastered need to be adjusted to a certain extent now. But I believe that I can quickly adapt to all of this. "
Speaking of this, he paused, and there seemed to be a smile in his voice. "Compared to the changes in this era, I am more surprised by the new lord that I have sworn allegiance to … You are also an ancient who has returned. This is really surprising."
When he was in the Realm of Looming Shadow, Kamel did not know the origin of Gwen. He only thought that the man in front of him was an ordinary human lord. It was not until he saw the light of day again and came to the liege's residence that he heard the story of his ancestor lifting the coffin and rising from the coffin from Rebecca. This incredible thing surprised him. But as a 'Remodeler' who challenged his worldview, Kamel accepted Gwen's story very quickly.
He just could not help but feel the wonders of fate — lifting the coffin and rising from the coffin could also take the place of the fallen.
Gwen thought to himself that he was not as simple as just climbing out from the coffin. He was hanging in the sky for millions of years. These challenging worldview secrets did not have an end to them. So he laughed and changed the topic. "Haha, sometimes the world needs a little miracle. I have arranged a place for you to stay. How about you stay in this liege's residence for the time being? There are plenty of empty rooms here. "
"If you don't mind," Kamel said politely. "But if there is a chance in the future, I still hope to build a mage tower for research and living. Of course, I will find a way myself. It will be easier for me to adapt in a familiar environment. "
"Heti has always wanted a mage tower of her own." Gwen could not help but look at Heti, who was a little embarrassed. He smiled and nodded. "There will be a chance. There will be more and more mages in the territory. One day, I will have a special mage zone."
After explaining some things to take note of in life and understanding some of Kamel's special survival needs, Gwen gave Kamel a suggestion. "As for how to adapt to this strange world, I suggest you find Mr. Egg of the Machine Manufacturing Institute to learn about it. Like you, he has an unimaginable life form, and he has fully adapted to life in this era. He more or less has some connection with the Disobedient Fortress a thousand years ago. I think the two of you should have some common topics."
"Connection with the Disobedient Fortress?" Kamel was suddenly interested in the future colleague with a strange name that Gwen mentioned. "Okay, I will look for him."
After Kamel left, only Gwen and the two great-great-great-granddaughters were left in the room.
"Rebecca, you were so rude just now." Heti looked helplessly at the iron-headed girl, who still looked innocent and seemed to want to catch up with Kamel to continue her research. "No matter how curious you are, you should not have offended the new guest. Especially this guest is an ancient magus who has lived for a thousand years. As a mage, you should respect him."
"I am curious about the runes on his armor plate." Rebecca pouted. "Recently, I have been studying the optimization algorithm of traditional magic circles with Jenny. When I see something like runes, I reflexively want to study it."
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