Due to the special tradition of the Silver Elves, about one-third of them would choose to travel outside of their homeland to broaden their horizons and learn knowledge. Most of them would not travel beyond the Kingdom of Alpine in the south. But for those elves who liked challenges and were curious (and in urgent need of hair growth agents), only by traveling across the entire continent could they prove that their lives were not in vain (or that there was no cure for hair loss).
The monitoring stations set up around the Great Wall were not only the maintenance and monitoring centers of the Sentry Towers, but they were also important strongholds for the traveling elves to contact their homeland.
Walking on the streets of the town, looking at the familiar architecture of his hometown, looking at the faces of his compatriots, and hearing the familiar Elven language from time to time, Soledrin felt a little emotional. This was the second hometown that the travellers had built in the northeast of the continent. The Elves gathered here were all people who had lived in human society for many years. As long as one listened carefully, one would be able to hear the vicissitudes of life in the elves' accent. At least half of the Elves had a northeastern accent.
Note: Northeast refers to the northeast of the continent.
"I have almost forgotten what the authentic elven accent is." Solderin shook his head with a smile and said to Berna beside him.
"Your accent is still very authentic." Berna blinked and then asked curiously, "What were you talking about with the guards just now? I saw that you took a long time to pass the inspection. "
"Nothing, just talking about the situation. After all, this place is very close to the border between Ansu and Typhon," Solderin replied casually. "But you, is there something wrong with your badge?"
"Seems like the activation structure is broken. It was probably damaged by a magic trap when I explored the ruins last time." Berna scratched her head. "But fortunately, the guards didn't give me a hard time."
Solderin nodded and pointed to a building in front. "I'm going to the 'Messenger Hall' to contact my friends back home. What about you?"
"I'm going too!" Berna immediately nodded. "I haven't contacted my friends for a long time, especially my teacher. I don't know if she has paid off her gambling debt."
Solderin's mouth twitched. The Druil of the Moon Valley had really lost her integrity in her old age. It was not easy for her to retire, but she had opened her door to accept disciples because of a huge debt. But then again, Master Thorny Heart's integrity did not seem to be preserved either.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The Messenger Hall was located in the middle of the town. It was a beautiful white building with a typical Silver Elven style. The hall was oval in shape and had layers of petal-like white roofs. Three vein-like light alloy beams extended along the arc-shaped roof and converged at one end of the hall. There, the light alloy beams converged into a long bridge that led to the base of the communication tower not far from the hall. The two buildings were connected as one.
The Messenger Hall was an ancillary building to the Communication Tower. Its function was to allow the traveling elves to contact their hometowns and report what they had seen and heard. The elves sent messages here, and the messages were amplified and broadcasted by the Communication Tower, sent to the Sentry Tower, and finally transmitted back to the Silver Empire. It was then received and processed by the huge sky fortress, the Constellation Temple, which floated above the Silver Empire.
In the Silver Empire, there was a special department responsible for processing magical messages from all over the continent. This department, called the "Wind Talkers", was located in the center of the Constellation Temple. They summarized the messages from all over the continent and sent the useful information to the court. Ordinary messages were forwarded to the broadcast device of the Constellation Temple. Through the powerful antenna of the Constellation Temple, all the elves in the Silver Empire could receive greetings from their friends and relatives from all over the continent at any time.
Solderin and Berna entered the Messenger Hall together.
The cold northern air was blocked by an invisible curtain at the entrance of the hall, and the whole hall was warm and pleasant.
In the center of the hall, there were more than ten pillars that were as thick as tree trunks. Around each pillar, there were runic metal devices that extended out. Those were the "terminals" used for conventional communication. Around the hall, there were many small doors neatly arranged. Those were the "private rooms" that required additional fees. Elves who wanted to maintain privacy or transmit sensitive information could choose to pay an additional fee to rent those rooms, but the price was not cheap.
In the north, where elves were rarely seen, people had a wrong impression of the Silver Elves. They always thought that the Silver Elves, who lived in the forest, were close to nature, and lived a long and elegant life, were otherworldly. They thought that they ate the wind and drank the dew, and did not understand business or human relationships. But this was not the case.
The Silver Elves still needed to do business, and they still understood the power of economics and money. It was just that their long lifespan caused some of their views and actions on money to be misunderstood. Some people borrowed money from the Silver Elves and never returned it, and they were never asked to repay it. So, people thought that the Silver Elves did not understand the value of money. But they did not know that a hundred years later, the Silver Elves who came to collect the debt would smash the heads of the debtor's children and grandchildren if they wanted to renege on the debt.
Solderin did not go to the free communication terminals. Instead, he went directly to the reception desk in the hall, took out a few silver coins, and put them in front of the manager. "I need a room."
These silver coins were not the new currency of Cecil, but the currency of the Empire of Typhon. To avoid trouble, Solderin had exchanged all the coins before he left.
"I also want a room!" Berna's voice came from the side.
Solderlin turned around and saw the lively elven girl smiling at him foolishly.
Solderin frowned. He had asked for a room because it was confidential. Was this girl here to report confidential information as well?
But he did not ask. Instead, after receiving the magic badge to activate the room, he said goodbye to Berna and left the reception desk.
Solderin entered the private room that he had rented with money. After making sure that the magic gears on the door were automatically locked, and the magic barrier that blocked out the sound was working normally, he turned around and went to the arcanotech device at the end of the small room. He pressed his hand on the groove at the top of the silver metal column.
Ancient and mysterious elven runes appeared on the surface of the arcanotech device. Solderin heard a slight noise from the bottom of the device. A moment later, the communication was connected. A dense fog of light appeared at the top of the device, and a blurry figure slowly became clear in the fog of light.
A Silver Elf with a sweet smile waved at Solderin. "Windtalker 0287. Hello, my sister who has traveled far away."
"Ahem, I'm a man." Solderin coughed lightly. "High-grade Ranger Solderin Frostleaf."
The figure in the fog of light seemed to have paused.
Maybe the network was lagging.
"Hello, my brother who has traveled far away." The Windtalker in the fog of light moved again, but this time, her smile was a little stiff. "Do you want to contact your family? Or do you want to report what you've seen outside? "
"Let's report something first." Solderin's expression became serious. As a high-grade ranger, he was different from ordinary elves who traveled outside. He was not only doing personal training, but also had the responsibility of reporting important information at any time. "It's urgent, important. I need to report to the Court."
The receptionist on the other side had verified Solderin's identity and immediately became serious. "It's been switched to a confidential channel. Please speak, esteemed high-grade ranger."
"First, it's about the Great Wall. Recently, there have been at least three incidents of mutants breaking through the blockade in the north of the Great Wall. Two of them attacked the Ansu border, and one attacked the Typhon border. I personally experienced one of them … "
"I suspect that there's something wrong with the Sentry Tower in the north, but the monitoring station did not seem to find anything abnormal …"
"I hope the Court can start an investigation."
Solderin first reported about the abnormalities of the Great Wall. He could see that the Windtalker receptionist on the other side was very nervous and attached great importance to this information. The receptionist's reaction confirmed his previous conjecture.
The Silver Empire did not find anything wrong with the barrier.
"The second thing I want to say is also very important." After finishing the report about the Great Wall, Solderin continued. "You should know Gwen Cecil, one of the leaders of the Northern Pioneer Army 700 years ago, right?"
"Yes, many people know him."
"He came back to life a while ago," Solderin said seriously.
The image in the fog of light seemed to be still for a while.
Maybe the network was down again.
"There are indeed cases of people coming back to life." After a moment, the image of Windtalker 0287 came alive again. "But I've never heard of anyone coming back to life after 700 years of death. Is this information true? Or … is it related to the resurrection of the undead? "
"I've met him personally. He did come back to life," Solderin said seriously. "And the reason for his resurrection has nothing to do with Necromancy. He was awakened by a mixed-blood elf with Silver Elf bloodline."
"A mixed-blood elf? Is it the hidden Sage Druil? "
"No, it's a thief. When he was digging up the Cecil family's ancestral grave, he pried open Gwen's coffin and woke him up." Solderin sighed deeply. "I know it's hard to believe, but it's true."
The image in the fog of light seemed to be still again.
Solderlin thought about it carefully and felt that … the receptionist was probably stuck.
At the same time, in another room, Berna had placed her hand on the control panel of the communication device.
But she did not activate the device directly. Instead, she took out a small magic item from her pocket with her other hand and placed it on the surface of the communication device.
It was a delicate golden disc, shaped like a pocket watch. After Berna injected her magic power into it, the disc popped open, and a few slender tentacles with a metallic luster drilled out of the gap, dexterously looking for their target.
Two of the metal tentacles wrapped around Berna's finger, and the other metal tentacles drilled into the seams of the device.
The elven runes on the surface of the device began to flicker violently, but after a few seconds, everything returned to normal.
Bellna smiled. That naive and lively expression had long vanished from her face. Instead, it was replaced by a peculiar charm and languidness. She injected her magic into the magical device and called out with a deep and hoarse voice, "My Lord, you're right.
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