After hesitating for a moment, Blanche sighed and said, "Yes, Magadal was actually discovered by my grandfather."
"What?" Brando was shocked. He thought that Magadal might be from the same generation as the current Patriarch of the Antoburo family, but he did not expect her to be from the same generation as the Marshal in front of him.
At the same time, he heard the sound of footsteps in his ears.
"You're right, Young Master Brando. I grew up with Magadal." Blanche smiled bitterly. "At that time, very few people knew the secret behind Magadal, including me. Everyone thought that she was my sister."
"Then, something happened …"
Blanche slowly recounted the story that happened nearly a hundred years ago.
About four generations ago, the Duke of Antoburo discovered Magadal in a special experience. Realizing that the girl was extraordinary, he brought Magadal back to the Duchy and told her story to a few people, strictly ordering them to keep it a secret.
Among these people was Blanche's father, and the little girl was designated to him as his daughter.
As Blanche described, he took out an item from his pocket. Brando saw that it was a piece of rusty metal about the size of a palm, and it seemed to be painted. The old marshal rubbed the piece of metal affectionately as he spoke.
He looked at the piece of metal carefully before handing it over. "We confirmed that Magadal was an ancient because of this. I should have left it to my useless son, but I left in a hurry. I was worried that it would bring trouble to Magadal, so I took it with me."
Brando took the piece of metal and glanced at it. He frowned.
To be exact, it was an ordinary piece of metal. It was very thin, only a few millimeters thick. It was a little bent and covered with a layer of red rust.
But the rust could not hide the paint that was painted on it. It was a layer of blue paint with a white border. There was a line of small letters engraved on it:
"UimsotzrubtozlamesX00432408 _ aiiRTU433-w.d.1044, stemb, 25th."
No matter how he looked at it, there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary. But Brando knew that this thing should not exist in this world.
It was a production nameplate.
He was very familiar with the words on it. It was at least an ancient language from a few eras ago. After seeing it many times, he gradually learned how to read it.
Although he could not understand it word by word, he could at least roughly understand the meaning of the nameplate.
Experimental subject number X 00432408 was located in sequence 433. It was located in a production workshop or laboratory called RTU. In short, it had a similar meaning.
Finally, there was time. It was a method that he had never heard of before. It was a method that might have lasted for more than a thousand years.
So what was this?
He looked at the small piece of metal in his hand, and his heart was filled with questions. A transmigrator like himself? From Earth? Or from another time and space?
Or was it a gadget that the Planeswalkers brought from a parallel dimension?
He raised his head and looked at Blanche. He knew that the marshal would definitely give him an explanation.
"This is something that was found with Magadal."
Brando heard the sound of something falling to the ground.
He turned to look in that direction, and the sound immediately disappeared.
Frank was also looking in that direction worriedly, but he continued, "To be exact, my grandfather found Magadal in a huge metal container in the Broken Sword Mountains. At that time, he could not get the entire container out, but he found a baby girl in it. In order to prove it, he tore off this nameplate from the container —"
"Do you know what this is?" Brando asked.
Frank shook his head, "We only know that it is an ancient language. My grandfather looked up a lot of information and documents about this. Since then, we have learned about the relationship between the Golden Race and the Divine People. It was also at that time that the Antoburo family began to approach the Holy Cathedral of Fire to investigate Magadal's background."
"What about that place, the place where you found Magadal?"
"It disappeared."
"Disappeared?"
"My grandfather and my father went there later, but before that, there was an earthquake in the Broken Sword Mountains. That place was originally the hive area of Jorgendy Ridge, but it was buried because of it."
Brando pursed his lips.
His heart was pounding.
There was a very interesting fact. Almost all of the Ancient People devoutly believed in Mother Earth Gaia, because they believed that they came from the same place:
"That place was buried in the mountains, deep in the earth, under layers of silver plains, there was a silver kingdom. Mother Earth Gaia protected every one of her children."
"Until one day, when the children grew up, the gate opened in front of them, and everyone came to the earth."
This was a scene described in the myths of the Ancient People. Their religious ceremonies also repeatedly repeated the scene of them coming out of the 'mountains', and the witch doctors and priests passed down this history by word of mouth.
What was more interesting was that the Rune Dwarves also believed in this legend.
Thinking about it carefully, this history was very similar to the one in Odum's memory.
Before the destruction of the Rune Dwarven Empire, the entire empire was also searching for the Silver Plains described in the dream. The Rune Dwarves also believed in the Goddess of the Earth, Gaia, and they also worshipped Halran Gaia as a sacred sword.
He could not help but suspect that there might be a fortress like Babel in the depths of the earth. Countless eras ago, this fortress' history might be even more glorious than Babel, and Valhalla was not even worth mentioning in comparison. Valhalla only carried the history of the Golden Race, and the Silver Plains in the dreams of the Rune Dwarves was the homeland of all the Ancient People.
But if Princess Magadal was also an Ancient, then did she also come from this place?
Coincidentally, the head of the Antoburo family two generations ago, Brando's grandfather, found Magadal in the Broken Sword Mountains.
Brando could only think of one thing from the description of the metal container and the nameplate.
A petri dish.
With Brando's own knowledge, he should not have known this term. But he was very clear that the other soul in his body, which came from Sophie's soul, was telling him the truth.
The metal container that contained Magadal in her infant form was a petri dish.
The place where it was located was very likely the place called the RTU laboratory on the nameplate.
And that place might have been a part of the Silver Plains.
Then there was a question.
What exactly was the Silver Plains?
Why would there be such a thing there?
Brando's mind was filled with countless questions and guesses, and every question made him tremble. Thousands of guesses and thoughts seemed to be circling in his mind, and finally, they all turned into a question.
Who was it, and what method did they use to create the Ancient People?
Who were the Ancient People?
His mind was blank, and at this time, the girl hiding in the darkness could not take it anymore. Princess Magadal burst into tears the moment she found out the truth. She covered her mouth and let out a low sob, and stumbled backwards as if she wanted to escape from this place.
But in her panic, she lost her footing and fell to the ground. When she got up again, she even lost one of her shoes.
"Stop her!" Brando reacted, and did not have time to think about the huge suspicion in his heart. He looked deeply at the metal plate in his hand, then turned around and said sternly to Brando.
In fact, there was no need for him to remind him, as Brando had already chased after her.
When Brando followed, he just happened to see the Marshal holding the crying nun princess in his arms, looking up at him silently.
"Count … … Mr. Brando … …" Princess Magadal saw Brando coming over, and her eyes were red, but she quickly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you … …"
She obviously understood that if it were not for Brando, the Antoburo family would not know how long they would have kept it from her.
But in this matter, she knew that she could not resent the family that raised her. In fact, even now, she had never acknowledged herself as a member of the family.
Not to mention that Brando, who was now her grandfather, had already told her about this matter.
"Miss Magadal, actually, I have also kept it from you. Ever since the battle of Ampere Seale, Metisha and I have already discovered that you are different from us." Brando shook his head and said to her.
"You don't have to blame yourself for this, Mr. Brando. I understand you, and I also understand my family." Princess Magadal seemed to have recovered some of her emotions, and she said somewhat dejectedly, "No matter who it is, when faced with this kind of situation, it is difficult to make a choice. You are also trying to protect me."
What a kind girl, Brando could not help but think. She always thinks of others first, and rarely cares about her own situation.
"Actually, this is nothing," he replied, "and it is not scary. The Buga people are also very different from us, but we still live in harmony with them, and we have never thought of them as a different race."
Princess Magadal was stunned, and did not quite understand why Brando would suddenly mention this to her.
Brendel glanced at her and continued, "What I mean is, humans are not the only race in this world. There's nothing strange about that. The key is that your relationship with the Antoburo family doesn't change because you're an Elf, Dwarf, or any other race. This relationship is something that can't be cut off."
Hearing this, Marshal Blanche could not help but nod, and turned to look at Brando gratefully.
"But," Princess Magadal looked a little sad, "a person like me, is it really a life? Perhaps I was created by someone else."
"Of course, whether you were created by someone else or not, you have feelings, and you have a soul. There is no doubt that all of us were created by Lady Martha, right?"
Brando thought that it was fortunate that there were gods in this world. Sure enough, after hearing his explanation, Princess Magadal's expression became much better.
"Thank you." She replied softly, "Mr. Brando, thank you."
"But I don't quite understand, what is going on between you and Mr. Blanche?" Brando asked, "Logically speaking, you should know Mr. Blanche, right?"
"Sigh, this is where I need your help, Young Master Brando."
Marshal Blanche heard this and sighed deeply.
"Magadal has always been in danger, and has never been an exception …"
… …
(PS: Yesterday, I remembered the Heart of the Dragon in Magadal's body as the Heart of the Storm, and forced myself to switch hearts with Brando. I don't know if Brando secretly took advantage of the girl. I am guilty, it is all my fault, and I have already corrected myself.)
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