The Gwen Cecil who was reborn 700 years later was not exactly the same as the Gwen Cecil in Solderlin's memory.
As an Elf who was born with a long lifespan, Solderlin's memory was much better than that of humans. He could clearly remember the seven hundred years of his life, as well as the exciting pioneering years 700 years ago. He witnessed how Gwen Cecil grew from a young Knight to a legendary hero who guarded a region and protected the kingdom. He remembered how brave and determined this legendary hero was, and how peaceful he was lying in his coffin …
Well, the last memory was not very useful, mainly because the strange topic that had just ended was too memorable.
Gwen could see the doubts and hesitation in Solderlin's eyes from time to time, and he could guess what Solderlin was thinking, but it was inevitable. After all, he was not Gwen Cecil. Although he could imitate the words and actions of the real Gwen Cecil in many aspects, even the slightest difference could be detected by an Elf who was sensitive and had an excellent memory.
In that case, he might as well not try to imitate and act out. If Solderlin found out that he was doing it deliberately, it would arouse even more suspicion.
He took the initiative to talk about this topic. "Do you think I'm different from 700 years ago?"
"You are indeed a lot different." Solderlin nodded. "I know that humans are a fickle species, but that's only when you're alive. You've been lying in your grave for 700 years. I don't know why you've become … so different after waking up."
"Many things can change between life and death." Gwen smiled and shook his head. "To outsiders, I've been a motionless corpse for 700 years, but in fact, I've been through a lot."
It was quite effective to use a story that contained a lot of information to divert Solderlin's attention. Solderlin's expression suddenly became very surprised. "You mean … you've been awake for 700 years during your 'death'? Where did your soul go to? Is it true that your soul traveled to the Divine Realm and stayed in the palace of the Gods for centuries like the rumors say? "
"There are such rumors in the outside world?" Gwen was stunned for a moment. Then, he began to wonder if these rumors were a variant of the countless rumors that he had spread. Then, he smiled and shook his head. "I don't know what the Celestial Realm looks like, but my soul has indeed transcended the restrictions of time and space. I've seen a lot of hidden history, vanished countries, and even knowledge that doesn't belong to this world. You have to know that compared to the thirty-five years of human life, I've seen a lot more things with my soul in these seven hundred years. So it's normal for there to be some changes after my resurrection."
This was something Gawain had thought about a long time ago. From the very beginning, he had thought about what to do if a few long-lived "old acquaintances" popped up, and what to do if an ancient person who knew Gawain Cecil very well questioned him as the resurrected one. He had to have an explanation to explain the changes that had happened to him. Any disguise and deduction would be flawed one day, and the safest solution was to face it head-on and come up with a reasonable explanation.
After all, there were all kinds of supernatural phenomena that were beyond understanding in this world. As someone who could even come back from the dead, it was acceptable for him to claim that his soul had traveled through time and space.
This was obviously an incredible story, but it was still within Solderlin's acceptable range. He just looked at Gwen in amazement and nodded in amazement. "This is amazing. No wonder you suddenly know how to invent things. But have you told these things to your two descendants? "
"Rebecca and Heti? They don't know. I didn't mention it to them. "Gwen shook his head." I'm afraid of scaring them. "
He was just making things up. Putting everything else aside, Rebecca's level-13 + skull and epic-level brain circuits were enough to scare her. When the silly roe deer heard that its ancestor's soul could leave her body and travel for the past seven hundred years, its first reaction would be to think that it was very impressive. Then, it would pester Gawain to tell her the fabricated story …
But Solderlin did not think too much about it. He just nodded and said, "You're right. There's no need to tell everyone about this incredible experience."
"I've talked a lot about myself. Let's talk about you." Gwen changed the topic and looked at Solderlin seriously. "You, why are you in Typhon and even an officer in Typhon?"
"You asked this question just now." Solderlin did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You want to ask it again?"
"I was just casually asking. You can answer me casually. Now I'm asking you seriously. You have to answer seriously." Gwen's expression did not relax at all. "Could it be that there's a master in Typhon who can make your hair grow?"
Solderlin's expression froze. He looked away awkwardly and said, "Ahem, it has nothing to do with that …"
After pausing for a moment, he sighed slightly and began to talk about himself. "I came to the Tifeng Empire a hundred years ago."
"A hundred years ago …" Gwen frowned and thought of something. "The civil war in the Misty Moon?"
"That's the one." Solderlin leaned back in his chair and sighed. "You know, I'm an elf, and an elf who has traveled the continent for many years. So I don't feel much about the change of dynasties and power of the humans. But the civil war in the Misty Moon a hundred years ago made me feel that this country was no longer suitable for me to stay.
"In just six centuries, the descendants of the pioneers seemed to have forgotten the hard work of their ancestors in this land. A civil war broke out, and everyone divided the country for their own interests. The descendants of Charlie Moen killed each other for the throne. The guardians of the four territories of the kingdom also fought each other. In the end, an illegitimate son formed the second dynasty like a farce. And that Grumman Cecil …"
Solderlin looked at Gwen awkwardly and said, "You should know what he did."
"You've ruined my foundation," Gawain said indifferently. "You've even lost my shield."
"Grumman Cecil was actually an ambitious guy. He hoped to end the civil war in the shortest time possible, and the way was to quickly support a member of the royal family to become the new ruler of Ansu. He thought that only such a feat could match the great reputation of his ancestors. Unfortunately, he had no ability. His ambition became arrogance and stupidity. He completely ruined everything of the Cecil family, and as an outsider … I could only sit and watch."
"Have you ever contacted Grumman?" Gwen asked casually.
"I even went directly to him and wanted to give him some advice and help," Solderlin snorted. "For your sake, I was ready to return to the Cecil Army, but your descendant didn't appreciate it at all. He seemed to think that humans should solve their own problems, and he wanted to build a greater cause than you did. If he accepted my help, half of the glory of this great cause would be given to his ancestors, and he wouldn't be able to surpass you. Anyway, I don't quite understand his train of thought. "
Gwen was speechless.
He really wanted to curse out 'f * cking retard', but after considering the issue of his image, he forcibly restrained himself. Fortunately, he was reincarnated in a body. If the real Gawain Cecil was sitting here, he would probably die on the spot from anger. Moreover, this time, his death would be particularly unpeaceful …
Speaking of which, should I act out a myocardial infarction now to make it more realistic?
Some unreliable thoughts flashed through Gwen's mind, and he subconsciously asked, "And then?"
"And then? Then I went to Typhon. "Solderlin shrugged." I'm not a human, and all my ties to the Ansu country ended in that civil war. After confirming that the Cecil family still had an heir, I had nothing to worry about. What's the point of staying here? "
The high-grade ranger said it in a carefree manner, but Gwen could totally imagine how he felt when he left the kingdom.
Most likely, he was completely disheartened.
Solderlin emphasized that he was an Elf and that he had nothing to do with this country. However, there was one fact that he could not deny. Even though he was from a different race, he had worked with the pioneers in the north to build this kingdom.
If he was not completely disappointed in the successors of the Ansu, why would he leave?
After understanding this, Gwen asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Future? My future depends on what you plan to do. "Solderlin was very self-aware." I'm still your captive. "
"But whether you want to continue to be a captive is up to you," Gwen continued, unmoved. "You have a choice now. Do you want to return to Typhon or stay with me? You can choose."
This time, Solderlin fell into a long and serious thought.
"If you had crawled out of the grave and offered to recruit me before the civil war in the Misty Moon, I wouldn't have hesitated at all." After a long time, Solderlin raised his head and looked into Gwen's eyes. "But I'm in an awkward position now."
"You're a mercenary. I just heard that you haven't sworn allegiance to the royal family of Typhon."
"But I'm loyal to the commission." Solderlin spread his hands. "Mercenaries also have professional ethics."
"So, you're planning to return to Typhon?"
The high-grade ranger fell into a dilemma. "That's what I'm worried about. Now that I know you're real, I feel that it's a pity for me to turn back. And besides … are you willing to let a high-grade ranger like me go back? "
"Of course I want you to stay. I'm short of manpower now." Gwen shrugged. "So I've made up my mind. If you insist on going back to Typhon, I can only let you go, then knock you out halfway, tie you up, and persuade you again …"
Solderlin was speechless.
"Just kidding." Gwen laughed. "I know what you're worried about, so I won't let you make a decision so quickly. You can stay in this territory for a few more days and use your own eyes to see if this place is worth your time. As for the Typhon soldiers you brought with you … Don't worry, I won't go back on my word. I'll make sure they're well taken care of. "
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