Gwen was a little surprised at the moment, but he was not too surprised because he had found some clues before.
He looked at the blonde male elf in the distance who was looking at him warily, and some memories related to him appeared in his mind. They were memories from seven hundred years ago, memories from Gwen Cecil. He clearly knew the origin of this elf and how this elf was hired by the humans as a free fighter. He also knew how to become a subordinate of Gwen Cecil in the mixed army. Although these memories were not his own, after nearly a year of integration and adaptation, he could already skillfully place himself in the memories when extracting Gwen Cecil's memories.
Even Gawain Cecil's family and friends wouldn't be able to see anything out of the ordinary from his reaction, much less that elf named Solderlin.
Even so, Solderin did not have the slightest intention of putting down his weapon. He clenched the short bow in his hand and quickly glanced at the soldiers of Cecil around him. He could feel that these people were just ordinary people without much magic in their bodies. However, their equipment had strange, automatic magic reactions. Solderin had never seen this type of soldiers before. Neither the human nor the elven armies had this type of soldiers. Solderin guessed that the missing troops were wiped out by these soldiers.
The elven ranger's reaction was within Gawain's expectations. Gawain laughed and said, "Although this situation is embarrassing, I'm still happy to see an acquaintance from seven hundred years ago appear in front of me. Solderin, take your men and put down their weapons. We don't have to make things difficult for ourselves."
Solderin frowned. He knew the strength of Gwen Cecil. If the one in front of him was the real deal, then even without the strange soldiers around him, his team would not be able to leave this place alive. However, there was a way to surrender. He was silent for a moment and slightly relaxed the bowstring in his hand. "Will you let these soldiers go?"
"They're Typhon's soldiers. I know the changes in this era, so I can't let them go." Gwen noticed the change in Solderin's bowstring, so he said calmly, "Under normal circumstances, I'll kill them all and leave no one alive. But since you're here, as long as you're willing to cooperate, I can guarantee their survival."
Gawain was sure that the moment he finished speaking, the Typhon soldiers who were gripping their weapons loosened their muscles to varying degrees. No one was willing to die, not even the most loyal soldiers of the Typhon Empire. They were not stupid. They naturally knew that it would be pointless to resist in this situation. Using Solderlin's favor to give them a way out of this predicament was the most appropriate thing to do. And this was also a way out for Solderlin.
The elven ranger heaved a sigh of relief. Although he knew that if it was the Gawain Cecil in his memory, the other party would be able to understand what he was trying to say. However, before he put away his weapon, he could not help but ask one last question, "I still can't believe that you are the real Gawain Cecil. How can you prove that you are the real Gawain Cecil?"
Before Gwen could say anything, Heti, who was standing next to him, could not help but say, "How can you question the identity of your ancestor again?!"
Gwen raised his hand to calm Heti down. He then looked at Solderin with a faint smile and asked, "Are you sure you want me to prove my identity?"
Solderin looked at Gwen quietly, his expression unchanged.
"Well, this is what you want." Gwen spread his hands. "I know the real reason why you 'never use more than seventy percent of your strength'. I also know that this reason is the reason why you left the Silver Empire and traveled around the continent. You once went to the great wizard Bardica for this reason, and the great wizard's field of expertise is …"
"Well, you don't have to say anymore." Solderin released the bowstring and waved his hand to order the soldiers behind him to disarm. "I believe that you're the real Gwen Cecil. I'm willing to be at your disposal. I also believe that you'll keep your promise and ensure the safety of my soldiers."
Typhon's soldiers disarmed one by one. The feeling of surrendering without a fight really annoyed these elites, especially the three Knight. Their anger was beyond words, but their rationality forced them to accept the fact that this was the best outcome.
Gawain Cecil, who had come back from the dead, was actually real. Furthermore, he was standing a hundred meters away from them. In such a situation, they were even glad that their commander was an old acquaintance of the enemy. At the very least, this had saved their lives.
On the opposite side, Gwen could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. After knowing about Solderin's existence, he hoped that the problem could be solved without bloodshed. He knew the strength of this elven ranger. As a high-grade ranger, even if he was limited by his talent and could not break through to the legendary realm, his combat strength was still quite terrifying. Gwen's current strength might still be able to deal with Solderin, but he might not have the strength to protect others in the battle. Once the Cecil Legion and the Typhon Legion fought, casualties would be inevitable.
The inevitable deaths and injuries on the battlefield were one thing, and the avoidable deaths and injuries were another.
The captives' weapons were confiscated one by one, and their hands were tied. The mages and the Knight even added an extra layer of rope made of magic threads just in case. However, Solderin avoided this treatment. After all, ordinary ropes and shackles could not restrain a high-grade ranger. With Gwen personally in the team, it was safer than any other method.
Before being taken away, Solderin curiously looked at the still busy open-air excavation site. In the end, he still could not figure out what was being excavated here.
On the way back to Cecil's territory, Amber (who had been idling the whole time) curiously looked at Solderin. This seemingly careless half-elf made the high-grade ranger uncomfortable. Solderin could not help but frown. "Is there a problem?"
Amber carefully glanced at Gwen and Heti not far away, and whispered to Solderin in a low voice, "I'm just curious. Are you a friend of Old Zongzi?"
Solderin was stunned by this inexplicable word. "What do you mean by Old Zongzi?"
"It was Gawain," Hu Po said casually. "He told me that the zombie he dug out from the coffin was Lao Zongzi. He was the one who taught me this, but he didn't allow me to say that about him..."
Before Amber could finish her words, she felt someone knocked on her head. Gwen's voice came from the side. "You think I can't hear you if you keep your voice down?"
"Old Zongzi, why don't you make any sound when you walk … Ouch, it hurts!"
Solderin was stunned as he watched Gwen knock on Amber's head. He suddenly felt like he was looking at the Gwen Cecil he first met in the wasteland of Gondor. At that time, Gwen Cecil was just as carefree and unrestrained. He could easily mix with anyone in the team, be it human or foreign mercenary. Although Gwen did not have the habit of knocking on people's heads back then, his carefree manner was very similar.
However, in the latter half of his memory, when Ansu was founded and Gwen Cecil became the Duke of the Southern Territory, this carefree manner gradually disappeared. The heavy responsibility and some kind of pressure made the legendary Knight, who rose on the northern expedition, become more and more serious and unsmiling. In the last few memories of Gwen Cecil, Solderin could not remember Gwen Cecil being so relaxed and cheerful.
After lying in a coffin for seven hundred years, his mentality had returned to that of a twenty-five year old? Or had he experienced life and death and seen through something?
Solderin believed that it was the latter.
A person who had become a legend, created a great cause, and experienced life and death, there was no need for him to pretend to be profound.
His guess hit the truth by accident. Gawain's carefree attitude indeed stemmed from his life and death experiences and incredible experiences, but the years he had experienced were far beyond the imagination of the elven ranger.
After returning to the territory, Gwen directly handed the captives to Knight Philip, who was waiting in the military camp. He decided to temporarily lock these people up and send them to the mines or the construction sites on the north coast to do construction. When spring came next year, he could let them go to the north coast to develop wastelands. After all, there was work to be done everywhere in the territory, and with the development of the territory, there was no need to worry about these people causing trouble.
The captured mercenary mage was sent to the machine factory after being "educated" and became an assistant to Egg Nicholas. Egg Nicholas's anti-magic domain was simply unbreakable to mages below the middle grade. That mercenary mage was now very obedient and even received the first month's excellent production bonus.
As for Solderin, he was directly brought to the Lord's Mansion by Gwen.
In order to get information, he had to start with this "old acquaintance".
Solderin walked into Gawain's' castle '. As soon as he entered the hall, he was greeted by a warm aura. The cold winter wind outside was completely blocked out. This' castle 'that didn't look very tall and grand was so warm that Solderin found it unbelievable.
The environment here made him feel very comfortable.
The Silver Elves lived in the tropical regions of the southern part of the continent. Although the entire Silver Empire did not experience extreme heat due to the influence of the high mountains and the magic vortex, they were still generally more adapted to a warm environment. Solderin had been traveling in the northern part of the continent for many years and had adapted to the relatively cold climate here, but he would still be very happy if there was a warmer environment.
But what made him feel strange was that he did not see any fireplace or other heating devices in the hall.
"This place is heated by a 'heater'." Gwen saw that Solderin was looking for a fireplace in the hall and casually explained, "It's a heating method I invented. There's a copper heater in the depths of the mansion. The fire runes heat it up, and then the heat is sent to each room through the heat pipes and brick passages around the heater. The walls here are sandwiched, and the roof is insulated. It's much more comfortable to live here than in a cold castle. Recently, I've been planning to improve this thing so that it can heat the whole neighborhood. "
Solderin listened carefully and looked at Gwen in surprise. "When did you learn these things?"
"I have some special experiences." Gwen smiled and led Solderin to the study. "We haven't seen each other for 700 years. I think we have a lot to talk about."
Solderin followed with a smile. "Indeed."
After arranging for Amber to stand guard outside the door, only Gawain and Solderlin were left in the study. It could be seen that with no one else around, this Elven Ranger, who seemed to be aloof, had relaxed a little.
Gwen sat behind the desk and motioned Solderin to find a seat beside him. He then looked curiously at his "friend from 700 years ago" and asked, "How did you end up in Typhon?"
"I'm just traveling around," Solderin replied casually. "I'm just a freelance ranger. When my employment in a country is up, I'll naturally look for a new employer."
This was obviously not the whole reason, but Gwen did not dwell on it. Instead, he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I see that you're still traveling. Has that problem not been solved yet?"
"I'm about to give up." Solderin sighed helplessly. "Come to think of it, even the potion made by Master Bardica didn't work. There's probably no one in this world who can help me."
"Actually, it's good that you're like this. No one can see your true strength. You even have a very impressive name, 'Golden-Haired Solderlin'. It sounds like you're walking the path of a popular lover …"
Solderin glanced at Gwen and said, "Would you like that if it were you?"
Gwen subconsciously touched his hairline and said, "Forget it. My hairline has finally stabilized recently …"
Solderin sighed. He suddenly felt that reuniting with his old friend after 700 years was not something to be happy about.
"It's hot in my house. Why don't you take off your wig?"
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