To be honest, the metal egg that had hatched from the stone egg was indeed quite bright. It looked a little smaller than before, but still had a diameter of about 1.3 meters. Its surface was pure silver-white, extremely smooth like a mirror. The smooth surface even had a feeling of industrial precision. It floated less than half a meter above the ground, and a metallic voice came from within the ball. "I will never accept this name! Is Eggy even a name? Open your eyes and look carefully. Which part of me looks like an egg? And when did I say I was an egg? "
"We always thought you were a dragon egg..." Rebecca circled the metal ball like a curious cat. She even boldly poked it with her staff from time to time. Miraculously, the ball did not react. "I didn't expect you to be an egg after hatching from an egg... Isn't that Eggy?"
The metal ball buzzed and vibrated. Its voice sounded exasperated. "You are an egg after hatching! Your whole family is called Eggy! I have always been like this. My whole race is like this when they grow up! "
Gwen tried his best to suppress the twitching of his face. He forcibly suppressed the tendency of the collapse of his worldview with his countless years of cultivation. He struggled to maintain his rationality and calmness as he tried to communicate with the metal egg. "You just said your whole race? There are many... creatures like you? What on earth are you …? Why have I never seen a strange life form like you? "
No matter what the ball was, it was unlikely to be a dragon. But Gwen was sure that he had never heard of such a strange life form in this world — if it was really a life form. The shape of this metal sphere was completely different from all the creatures in this world. If it had really evolved naturally on this land, then it and its race would not have been able to hide from Gawain's eyes that had been hanging in the sky for countless years.
Unless it had appeared during the period of Gwen's "memory lapse".
The ball heard Gwen's question, but did not cooperate. "You are touching on my secret. I am not sure if I can trust you barbarians. And no matter what, you have to make my name clear. I will not be called Eggy even if you beat me to death..."
"Do you have a name?" Heti asked curiously. She had hit the nail on the head.
"Name... Yes, I should have a name." The metal egg paused in the air and tried to think. "Damn it... I forgot."
Everyone was speechless.
Gwen said, "You don't even remember your own name. What's wrong with someone giving you a name?"
The metal ball's tone suddenly sounded very annoying. "Well, I am not Eggy.
Gwen could not help but feel the veins on his forehead.... or do I have to call you Saint Nicholas, President Eggy? "
The metal ball was stunned for a moment, and then it actually shook left and right in satisfaction. "Oh? That's a good name... "
Gawain felt that communicating with the orb was draining his lifespan at three times the normal rate. He also remembered that he had a lot of troubles to deal with. So he shook his head and said, "Alright, just stay here for one more day. We've just been through a monster attack, and I have to deal with a lot of follow-up troubles. I don't want you to add more messes to my plate during this period."
The metal egg slowly landed and lay in the pit where it had been. "Okay, okay, okay. You do what you need to do. I'm too lazy to run around. I'm almost dead tired from all the work today …"
Gawain glanced at the silver-white "giant egg" with some suspicion, doubting whether this guy could really stay quiet and not cause any trouble. But considering that this guy had just experienced a thrilling and failed "escape", it was unlikely that it would try a second time in a short time, so Gawain decided to believe it for the time being.
There was nothing he could do even if he did not believe it. There were still a lot of things to deal with in the camp. He could not spend all his time arguing with a ball.
They left the tent. Before Heti left, she could not help but look back at the tent flap that had been tied up again. "Are we just going to leave the ball like that?"
Although she said that she was worried that the ball would cause trouble, her eyes were full of curiosity and exploration. As a mage and a researcher, Heti had an endless interest in the "unknown". A floating, talking metal ball was definitely more "unknown" than any "unknown" she had encountered in her life. To be honest, if it was not for the fact that the ball was very likely to be unwilling to cooperate, she really wanted to transport the big ball to her laboratory. She could study it for half a month.
She did not want to cut it into pieces, but at least she wanted to see what was inside.
Gawain had some understanding of Heidi by now. He knew what his granddaughter was thinking when he saw her expression, but he did not expose her. He just shook his head and said, "It's no longer a stone that stays still. It can move and think, and it seems to have good motor performance. Besides, it has the talent to manipulate metal and magic power. It won't do us any good to control it by force, and we might not be able to control it. So, it's better to let it cooperate."
While speaking, he glanced at the soldiers who were standing guard not far away.
These soldiers were still guarding the warning line ten meters away from the tent. Although they were not sure whether this distance was beyond the metal control ability of the egg, it was more or less reassuring to the soldiers.
"Of course, we still have to strengthen the vigilance," Gwen said. "Replace the militia with the family warriors, but mainly monitor from afar. Tell the soldiers in advance that the sphere in the tent is a magic device that stores ancient souls. Tell them not to have too much contact and communication with the sphere. If the sphere really does run around, tell them to report it to the higher-ups immediately. Although the sphere is a coward, when it jumps up and smashes people, even the mutants are killed. Normal soldiers can't stop it at all. "
"What do you think the ball is?" Heti frowned and asked. "Could it really be a magic creation of the ancient Kingdom of Gondor?"
After the dragon egg hypothesis was ruled out, Heti could not help but think in this direction. In this world, the legacy of Gondor and the legend of the Giant Dragon had many similarities. For example, they were very suitable for explaining things that could not be explained clearly, and their role was similar to metaphysics on Earth.
"The Kingdom of Gondor is not omnipotent." Gwen shook his head. "Even the arcanists and puppeteers of the Sparks Era could not create a magic creation of this level of intelligence."
But he did not say the other half of the sentence. Not to mention the magic and artificial intelligence experts of the Kingdom of Gondor, even the Kingdom of Gondor, every kingdom, every civilization, and every race that had been active on this continent before the Kingdom of Gondor had never produced such a level of intelligence.
Gwen dared not completely rule out the possibility that the ball was an "artificial creation," but at least he was sure that the ball was not a creation of any race on this continent.
In fact, he was more inclined to think that the ball really came from a strange, intelligent race that was beyond human knowledge.
But he did not know how it came to this continent.
After hearing Gwen's answer, Heti slightly lowered her head and fell into deep thought. Druil and Pitman beside her still did not say a word. In fact, they had suddenly stopped talking when they were in the tent just now. Until now, he still looked conflicted and depressed. Gwen could not help but look at him again. "You have doubts too?"
"Why is the egg still an egg when it hatches?" The old Druil's eyebrows were almost knitted together. "Why is it not a dragon egg?"
Even Amber could not stand it. "Why are you so obsessed with the dragon egg?"
The old man scratched his beard. "Dragon egg! It's a dragon when it hatches! Do you know how much money you can get by just shedding a scale or letting out some blood? Even if it can't be exchanged for money, I can directly carry a baby dragon to the Holy Dragon Duchy and at least exchange it for a real count! "
"If you were in the Duchy of Holy Dragon, you would be hanged at least forty times." Gawain glared at the little old man. "If you have the time to let your imagination run wild, tell me how the wounded are doing."
The little old man stroked his beard hard and let go of the topic with a sigh. "Sigh … Alright, if it's not a dragon egg then it's not a dragon egg. You don't have to worry too much about the wounded. I've already sent the best potion I can make. Those with more serious injuries have also been treated with magic. I can guarantee that there won't be a situation where they die from serious injuries. To be honest, this is a miracle. I originally thought that even if your bold plan worked, the guards in the camp would have died. But I didn't expect that they were all wounded and not a single one died. "
"You underestimate the standard equipment of the ancient Kingdom of Gondor." Gwen shook his head. "The soldiers of that era were very difficult to kill."
The old man glanced at Gwen and said indifferently, "Then you'd better have a sense of crisis. I heard the two Knight of your family talking. Most of the soldiers' armor and combat crystals have been damaged in the battle, and those things seem to be unable to be repaired or recharged. Although they saved their lives, they couldn't protect the equipment themselves. At this rate of consumption, it won't be long before you run out of resources. "
"Don't worry, we already have better weapons." Gwen smiled and looked in the direction of the camp. "More importantly, we have better ideas."
This time it was Amber who spoke. "You mean those explosive crystals you used to blow up the cliff and make traps?"
Gwen nodded slightly.
"Well, those crystals are powerful, but it's not realistic to think that they can solve all the problems." Amber shook her head. "They have too many limitations, and they lack a safe way to detonate them. Let me tell you, when Heti detonated them, I was almost scared to death. I was already in the Umbra Realm, but I was still blown away by the shockwave. I have to complain. Your big-breasted, brainless granddaughter only put up a shield for herself..."
Heti, who was walking behind Gwen, immediately glared at Amber.
Gawain, however, did not notice the small sparks between the half-elf and his great-great-granddaughter. He only smiled as he looked into the distance. On the horizon, the giant sun was slowly setting. The clouds in the sky and the sunlight around the sun complemented each other. It was extremely brilliant.
Everything was flawed when it first appeared.
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