A heavily-armed black Giant Dragon fell from the sky, stirring up a huge water column on the Whitewater River. Even the citizens of Cecil, who often saw strange things, were shocked. Soon, the patrolmen on the river and the embankment reported the situation to the government office, and the news soon reached Gwen's ears.
Almost as soon as the patrol reported the news, Gawain knew what had fallen from the sky. Rebecca had sent an emergency message from the experimental base in the faraway parish, saying that the object that fell from the Whitewater River should be Maggie, who had encountered a mechanical failure.
Today seemed to be destined to be a very lively day.
After soaking in the cold Whitewater River for a while, Maggie felt the pain all over her body and the dizziness in her head subsided a little. She checked her injuries, then pushed herself up with all her strength, stepping on the sand at the bottom of the river step by step, and walked towards the river bank.
Probably because the previous fall had seriously damaged the mechanical structure of the Steel Wings, she felt that some of the joints of the fixed steel skeleton of the wings had been jammed, which made her posture somewhat strange. It took her more effort to finally reach the shore. She heard the noise from the shore, and the faint sound of a mechanical boat starting, so she could not help but sigh in her heart.
It seemed that when she fell, it was too loud and had caused a lot of chaos. There should be a lot of onlookers on the shore, and the sound of the mechanical boat … Most likely, the higher-ups had already known about the "falling object", and the river management department had sent a "tugboat" to help her ashore.
Maggie thought for a moment and felt that a huge black dragon suddenly running out of the Whitewater River at this time, and a lot of ferocious-looking "armor" hanging on its body, would most likely cause a lot of trouble. Although many people in Cecil knew that their emperor had a black dragon under his command, and even witnessed the scene of the "black dragon falling" from the flying base in the suburbs every few days, Whitewater River was, after all, close to the inner city, and she had to try to avoid unnecessary chaos as much as possible.
What's more, she had to consider the "confidentiality" of her cutting-edge technology.
So she gave up the idea of going ashore in this posture, but directly turned into a human under the water. Then, she sensed the crowd on the shore and found a relatively less crowded place to go ashore.
As for the "salvage team" that had already set off, she would explain it later.
Near the river bank where the crowd gathered, on a relatively inconspicuous shore, there was a sudden sound of water splashing, and then a figure with black hair and a black maid's dress, who was soaking wet all over, came out of the water.
Maggie's footsteps were a little shaky. The injuries she had suffered in her dragon form were also reflected in her human body. She staggered to the shore, looking exhausted. But slowly, she began to smile.
She laughed more and more happily, and even laughed.
"Mom! There's a sister over there! She seems to have just came out of the river......
Maggie stopped laughing and looked in the direction of the voice. Not far away, a child was looking at them with a face full of surprise. Beside him was a young woman who was also staring at them.
"Don't shout! Don't offend people! " Maggie's Maggie up, Maggie... Maggie up, Maggie up.. Maggie.... and Maggie... Maggie...
Maggie smiled and waved her hand. Heat rose from her body. She quickly dried her clothes soaked in the river and walked toward the inner city.
At the same time, she had some doubts and apprehension in her heart. When she fell, she seemed to have vaguely seen a shadow flashing by in the river … But when she came back to her senses, she did not find any clues around her. Did she hit something?
I hope I didn't hurt anyone. Otherwise, with that speed and strength, it would be difficult for anyone to be safe and sound. "
…
In Cecil Palace, in the room with a large pool, the clear water suddenly surged and condensed into a female figure in the air.
Betty, who was holding a big wooden ladle and stirring the pool, was startled. The ladle almost fell into the water. She took half a step back, and then looked at Tyre, who emerged from the water.
After a two-second delay, Betty bowed and said, "Miss Tyre, good afternoon!"
"Hey, good afternoon …" Tyre replied dizzily. He didn't seem to realize what had happened. "Strange, I'm not in the Whitewater River … Oh my God!"
Some horrifying "dying memories" emerged in Miss Siren's water-filled head.
Betty was startled by Tyre's exclamation. She held the long handle of the wooden ladle with both hands and stared at him. The latter trembled. Her long tail curled up in the water. She looked at the head maid in horror and said, "Betty! I was just stabbed to death by an iron chin! "
Betty: "…?"
"It's getting more and more dangerous to take a nap these days …" Tyre continued to say something that no one could understand. "I shouldn't have gone out. How could I have encountered this if I stayed in the house? Hey, Betty, is the water getting saltier recently? How much salt did you put in? "
…
Dozens of minutes later, Maggie, who had returned from the "crash site" on her own, came before Gwen.
"I heard." Gwen put aside the documents he was flipping through and looked at the dragonkin lady standing in front of him with a strange expression. "You were testing the 'Steel Wings' made by Rebecca … and the test failed?"
"I encountered a mechanical failure in the air, but I don't think it was a complete failure," Maggie replied immediately. "The liftoff was smooth, and the first half of the flight was also smooth. I think the Steel Wings itself is feasible, but there are some design flaws that need to be adjusted —"
"Failure is a necessary step in the research and development of technology. I understand," Gawain interrupted Maggie and looked at her from head to toe. "But you … How's your injury?"
"Thank you for your concern. It's no big deal now. I successfully decelerated in the last half of the flight. After entering the water, I only suffered some strain and dizziness," Maggie replied seriously. "The dragonkin has a strong recovery ability, and it's not a serious injury."
"Then you should go back and see Pitman. Take a rest while you're at it." Gwen looked at Maggie with a hint of curiosity. "Also … what about the 'Steel Wings'? Did you leave it at the bottom of the river? "
Maggie shook her head. "It's still with me, in my dragon form. If you want to take it down and check it, you need to find an open space for me to change my form."
"That's not urgent …" Gwen said casually, but the curiosity in his heart was getting stronger. He stood up from behind the desk and could not help but look at Maggie again. "Actually, I've always been curious … What's the principle behind the 'transformation' of dragons? During the transformation process, where did the items you carried with you go? It's fine if it's just a personal item in the human form, but even a huge device like the Steel Wings can be hidden along with the transformation? "
Maggie opened her mouth. She was a little overwhelmed by Gwen's series of questions. But soon she remembered that the emperor of Cecil had a strong curiosity about technology. In a sense, this legendary pioneer was one of the earliest technicians in this land and one of the founders of magical technology. Rebecca and her technicians often came up with the 'why' style of 'why', which they often learned from this legendary pioneer.
Maggie was a little impressed, but also a little overwhelmed. She forced a smile and said awkwardly, "This involves a very complicated material transformation process. In fact, even the dragonkin themselves don't know … It's the talent of dragons, but the dragonkin can't be considered a complete 'dragon' …"
"Some scholars have proposed a conjecture that the dragonkin's transformation spell is actually a kind of space displacement. We have temporarily stored our other body in a space that cannot be opened by a third party. This can explain the huge volume and mass change during the transformation process, but we don't agree with this conjecture …"
"Another explanation is' elemental criticality '. This theory believes that the dragonkin's transformation spell is' elemental reshaping 'the material that makes up them. It's like shaping a pile of sand into different forms, and we have recorded the' password 'of each sand combination. At the same time, we can extract additional sand from the' beach 'of the elemental realm to shape our body … In fact, this theory is more difficult to apply than the' space displacement 'theory. There are too many steps to explain, and most of them cannot be verified by technical means …"
"But in my opinion, I'm more willing to believe the second explanation."
Speaking of this, Maggie could not help but shake her head with a wry smile. "Perhaps the Dragons of Tarlonde know more. They have more advanced technology and more knowledge … but they never share this knowledge with outsiders, including the mortal races on the Loren Continent and us exiled 'dragonkin'."
Gwen had always been concerned about the mysterious and inextricable connection between Dragons and dragonkin. But at this moment, his attention was more on the unknown knowledge. He was most confused and curious about the many transfiguration spells in this world, and it was also a field that rune logic could not fully explain so far. As the source of transfiguration spells, the transformation of the dragonkin's form seemed to contain the biggest contradiction and secret of the 'material boundary' of this world.
What was the matter of the 'material' of this world? Why would the operation of magic make the material undergo such a strange change? A huge monster weighing several tons could transform into a light human being, and its huge mass seemed to 'disappear into thin air' … How did this process happen?
Returning to the elements? Returning to the space-time displacement?
No matter what the reason was, it seemed to be inseparable from the operation of magic power. This involved the most fundamental question: What exactly was magic power?
How did this thing, which was very likely to be a 'wave', affect the essence of everything in the world?
Gwen frowned. Today's conversation with Maggie seemed to have triggered some intuition in his heart, which once again made him pay attention to the strange connection and 'boundary' between the material and magic in this world.
For a long time, he had been busy paying attention to the operations of the Empire and the complicated situation on the continent. Now, this conversation about 'transfiguration' had pulled his attention back to the boundary of the 'unknown'. Amidst his thoughts, he couldn't help but think of the Tide of Magic.
Under the influence of the powerful chaotic magic, a terrible disaster that affected the whole world and turned all the material upside down.
Gwen's thoughts could not help but wanton for a moment, and all kinds of ideas were constantly reorganized and linked by inspiration. In his wild imagination, he even came up with a somewhat absurd and strange idea:
The material of the whole world turned upside down … Was the magic tide a 'transfiguration spell' that affected the whole planet?
"Your Majesty?"
Maggie watched as Gawain suddenly fell into silence, and his expression became more and more serious. Her helplessness at the beginning quickly turned into nervousness. She called out to Gawain in a very low voice, waking him up from his wild thoughts.
Gwen quickly sorted out his thoughts and conjectures, and was ready to slowly sort them out later. At the same time, he looked at Maggie apologetically and said, "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. Where were we? "
"We were talking about the principle behind transfiguration," Maggie, although puzzled, did not ask much. She just bowed her head and replied, "I mentioned that Tarlonde may have more relevant knowledge, but the Dragons never share their knowledge and technology with outsiders."
"Tarlonde …" Gwen could not help but whisper softly, "My.
Pony's hometown … It's really curious. "
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