Sword of Dawn

"You don't know?" Maggie's eyes widened in surprise, "This doesn't sound like your speaking style."

"No one can plan the contact process with the ancestors of the family in advance, and neither can I," Victoria sighed softly, and said in a somewhat complicated tone, "I confirmed his blood relationship with me with magic, and the reliability is over 90.00 %[-], but apart from this factual connection, from his speech temperament to his living habits, from his way of thinking to his personality traits, all he feels to me is only strange... I want to know him as much as possible, but the more Understand, the more I see an ancestor who is quite different from the family records and history books... It's like facing a specious phantom. I know it is true, but I always feel that it is inconsistent .”

"We talked about this before we set off, didn't we?" Maggie said with a hint of concern, "You expected this kind of situation-a living person must be different from the content recorded in the book, not to mention Mo Mr. Dill has been missing for nearly 600 years. No one knows what he has experienced in these 600 years, and this experience can completely shape him into another appearance. In the final analysis, we are not looking for a person and information The 'Mordir Veld', exactly the same as in the records, came to Tarrond."

"You're right, I really shouldn't care about these details," Victoria nodded, "I just thought of Ms. Hetty...she may have also experienced the confusion I faced, but it seems that she understands all of this They all fit in very well…”

Maggie glanced at Victoria, she seemed to be hesitant, but after a moment of hesitation, she said: "I have some inappropriate thoughts, but I believe you will also understand this obvious fact: Ms. Hetty once faced a situation different from yours. The difference between the Gawain Cecil she saw and the pioneering hero recorded in the history books may be even greater. She did not 'adapt very well', but the Cecil family at that time had to There is an ancestor who came back from the dead... As for the harmony between His Majesty Gawain, her, and His Highness Rebecca...that will be a matter of later."

Victoria's expression suddenly changed slightly, and she couldn't help but glanced at her friend: "You are not just thinking 'inappropriately' - in a different environment, you might be arrested if you say that."

"So I won't talk nonsense in front of outsiders," Maggie shrugged, "I'm just giving you an example. Then let's talk about other things. Apart from these 'confusions', you still have a lot of questions about your adventurer ancestor. Any other feelings? What else were you talking about?"

"...We talked about his adventures most of the time," Victoria said while recalling, "He is a very cheerful and optimistic person, informal, which is completely different from the family style of the Wilder family; He has indeed been to many places, even though his memory is often confused or interrupted, he still remembers countless strange stories, and many folklore that have long been lost; he admires our Majesty very much, although he no longer remembers I once went out to sea to find His Majesty's 'secret route' back then..."

"Did you ask about the Violet Kingdom?" Maggie looked into Victoria's eyes. "I hope you haven't forgotten about it."

"Of course I won't forget," Victoria nodded immediately, "I brought the topic to Violet, and didn't ask directly—I was worried that this would trigger his 'consciousness reset', but through indirect guidance, I can confirm that he Don't remember ever visiting that mageland. I also asked him about the earliest adventures he could remember, but unfortunately he didn't mention Mosswood or the northern cities... the earliest adventures he could remember The experience is near a coast in the far west of the mainland, which seems to be close to the dwarf kingdom... There is a thousand miles and thousands of miles away from Violet."

"It seems that it is not so easy to understand what happened to Mr. Mordill." Maggie sighed softly and shook her head, "Okay, tell me in detail how 'being chased by the power of the ancient gods' is. Come on, tell me about the 'sample' by the way, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'll go back to Loren first..."

……

In the depths of the vast wasteland covered by dirty clouds, the whistling and dry wind kept blowing through the jagged ruins of the old imperial capital and the continuous hardened rock formations on the ground, around the giant tiankeng created by the explosion of the deep blue well in the past , more than a dozen spouts of crystalline pipes extending from the ground are quietly surging light blue streams of light. This pure energy originating from the magic system deep in the planet still infiltrates this vast land today, and it is also Maintaining the operation of the last legion of the old human empire.

Accompanied by the low hum of the magic device running, a tall figure wearing the gondor-era magister robe descended from the sky and landed next to a large pipe spout. The iron man soldier quickly checked the surrounding environment, Only after completing the daily data collection did I reach out towards the nozzle of the pipeline—the ancient energy device immediately sensed the operator’s authentication, and a silver-white armor on the side panel of the nozzle slid away silently, revealing the delicate and Sparkling crystalline structure.

The Iron Soldier pressed her palm on the center of the crystal structure, and with the slight sound of snapping, the hidden interface in her palm was successfully connected to the crystal structure.

"Start to read the perimeter fluctuation records...upload to the Ironman network...start to compare the historical monitoring records of the deep blue network..."

In the central area of ​​the deep blue explosion crater, in the depths of the "conical mountain" that grows like hundreds of thousands of crystal prisms, layers of alloy domes and energy shields wrap the ancient underground structure layer by layer. After passing through more than ten gates and connecting wells, it is the last "rebellious fortress" of the Gondor Empire.

The ancient corridors with trapezoidal cross-sections extend deep underground, connecting one after another roughly flat-topped pyramid-shaped halls and underground caves that rely on giant support structures to maintain stability. These caves were built by manpower in ancient times and are the smallest It is also equivalent to a hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the size of the large cave can even accommodate the next castle. Countless automatic facilities are operating between these halls and caves, absorbing the deep blue well. The energy ensures the operation of the Iron Man Corps, drives the operation of each laboratory, and maintains the stability of the outer protection system of the entire fortress facility.

Somewhere in the underground fortress, in an area closer to the original source of the Deep Blue Well, an ancient magic mechanism is passing through the brightly lit but empty suspended connecting bridge with a buzzing sound. This magic mechanism has an inverted It has a conical body, two evocation hands made of magic power floating in the air on both sides of it, and a huge "eye" carved out of crystal is embedded in the mechanical structure on its top.

As the magic mechanism briskly crossed the connecting bridge, the crystal-carved eyes constantly reflected the magnificent stream of light rushing past the connecting bridge.

Suddenly, the magic mechanism stopped in the middle of the connecting bridge, and there was a series of slight buzzing sounds in its body, and then turned its sight to the vast space outside the connecting bridge——

This is a large cave. There are several connecting bridges or material slideways made of alloy casting across the cave. On the dome and some side walls of the cave, you can see an amazingly large-scale ancient support structure. Some crystalline pipes or The spouts of welling sources extend from those ancient structures, and between them, there is an astonishingly large-scale flow of energy and light.

This is the scene in the upper part of the cave. They look spectacular enough, but compared with the strange scene in the lower part of the cave, all this is not worth mentioning at all——

The lower part of the entire cave is the "mapping opening" of the dark blue webway, where the thick rock formations and metal structures seem to be cut and dug by an invisible blade, and you can see the endless and vast chaotic space "inside the opening" , and the torrent of magic power rushing in the space, this scene is as if the whole planet has been dug a hole, revealing the hollow structure inside, and inside the hollow structure is the planetary blood vessel that runs through the entire planet. The pulsating dark blue webway.

The magic mechanism quietly overlooked the shocking scene at the bottom of the cave, and a hollow mechanical voice came from inside it: "Comparing the monitoring records... No abnormal fluctuations have been found in the dark blue network tunnel... Expanding the monitoring range to Adjacent to tributary..."

Across this connection bridge, there are several additional gates blocking the access to the deepest laboratory and control center of the fortress. Loyal and powerful iron soldiers guard the ancient passages behind those gates, and the supreme controller of the entire facility... ...then quietly dormant in the deepest "matrix hall".

An Iron Man soldier with long gray hair wearing an ancient magister's robe walked through the deep corridor and stepped into the matrix hall with the highest level of secrecy. This roughly hexagonal hall was brightly lit with white and gray ancient The building materials make the whole space appear extremely clean and monotonous. In this monotonous hall, one after another huge silver-white square columns rise from the ground, pointing to the square. The dome above.

Those square pillars are made of unknown metals and crystals inlaid between the metals. On the surface of the pillars, faintly glowing grooves can be seen. A low but pleasant humming sound keeps coming from each pillar. It came from the depths, jumping between each pillar as if resonating, making the entire hall echo with a rhythmic "wind chime".

"Commander," the Iron Man soldier stopped in front of the matrix formed by those pillars, and said in a voice devoid of emotion, "the inspection of all tributaries has ended."

As the Iron Man soldier's voice fell, the silent silver-white square pillars in the hall seemed to come to life in an instant, their crystals began to flash brightly, and there was a gradually rising buzzing sound in the low humming sound, and the surface of many square pillars A holographic projection with a complex structure emerged, and those images showed the automatic monitoring records of every magical flow around the fortress—a melodious mechanical voice sounded in the matrix: "I have seen the returned data What about direct observations by outside inspectors?"

"Also everything is normal," the Iron Man soldier said meticulously, "the perimeter fluctuation record is within the normal value, and the total change curve is in line with the historical fluctuation record of the dark blue network road..."

"Is everything normal..." The mechanically synthesized voice in the matrix softly repeated the words mentioned by the subordinates, "In this situation, everything is normal but the biggest abnormality.

"The turbulent flow of the dark blue webway can already be observed in the elemental rifts of Tarrond, and the newly hatched young dragons have traces of being infected by dark blue magic power. Even the Dragon God suspects that the dark blue webway is about to usher in" Upwelling'... My readings here are all normal... It seems that some restless alien freaks in the depths of the wasteland are consciously avoiding all the tributaries that the Deep Blue Well can monitor."

The Iron Man soldier listened quietly to the analysis of the Ophelia matrix, and after the words resonating between the square pillars fell, she said expressionlessly: "Those cultists know more about the Deep Blue Well than expected, they even know Our monitoring range."

"Yes, because they have 'consultants', very professional 'consultants'," Ophelia Matrix said unhurriedly, "It's a pity that the rebels who were determined in the past are now standing on the threshold of mortal civilization. Opposites... I am really curious about what 'they' have experienced on the other side of the border, but unfortunately this will always remain a mystery."

Then the voice of the matrix paused for a while, and then it sounded again after a while: "Continue to maintain the monitoring of all the tributaries, and maintain the patrol vision of the outer area of ​​the explosion crater-those cultists may know how to bypass the monitoring of the Iron Man Corps, but as long as They are still mortals, so there will always be times when their minds relax, so don't let go of any clues."

"Yes, Commander."

The iron soldier accepted the order, then turned and left the brightly lit matrix hall.

The hall has returned to its previous state, with huge metal square pillars standing silently in the light, and inside these cold and ancient thought nodes, Ophelia Norton's consciousness is flowing quietly, just like in the past thousand years every day she spends.

This state lasted for a while, and a clear holographic projection suddenly appeared near one of the square pillars. The projection showed a bustling street and a variety of products in the shops beside the street.

Immediately next to it, a new holographic projection appeared next to another square pillar. It was a simple church. Young priests who pursued the way of the Holy Light were gathering in the church, listening to the senior priests teach them free fighting course.

More holographic projections emerged beside the square pillars one after another. There are bustling urban areas, quiet and peaceful suburbs, gurgling water and green nurseries, towering clock towers and majestic city towers.

That is the scenery from far away, outside this barren and desolate wasteland, in that increasingly prosperous country.

Ophelia Norton's consciousness flows quietly in these distant landscapes.

Chapter 1226 The pages of the book have turned yellow

In the huge matrix hall, the humming sound from the operation of ancient equipment resonates among the silver-white metal columns. These sounds are superimposed on one another, and sometimes it sounds like some kind of wind chime with wonderful melody—O Filia vaguely remembered that a long time ago, when this underground facility was not closed, someone had visited her and used the "wind chime" to evaluate the sounds she made when she was thinking.

However, that was all a long time ago, so long ago that even tireless machines would seal up the corresponding data at the bottom of the database. Now there will be no living people knocking on the ancient dusty door here. In the huge underground facility, Only the soulless iron man and the cold magic mechanism accompany her, the sleepless ancient ghost.

The resonance between the square pillars gradually became weaker, and the holographic projections that clearly showed the exterior of the wasteland were also extinguished one by one. The Ophelia Matrix ended her short rest state, and called "Vero" outside the wall. Nika"'s active terminal was transferred to the standby thread, and then the metal columns in the hall began to quickly adjust their respective heights and orientation angles, each matrix node completed the self-test and went online, and began to take over the information links of various laboratories and factory facilities in the base road.

At the same time as these matrix nodes were changing, a metal platform located in the center of the hall also rose to the ground with a slight "hissing" injection pressure sound, and the covering device above the platform slid silently to the sides, revealing the The precision container placed on the top of the platform is an ellipsoid-shaped protection chamber made of crystal. Countless pipes and cables are connected to the metal structure of its base, but half of the runes on the base are at the moment. All of the above are off—and inside the ellipsoid chamber, a slightly petite and slender figure quietly floats in the thin pale golden solution.

It was a young woman, with long light gray hair mixed with metallic texture scattered behind her like a waterfall. She was wearing a classical dress that no longer belonged to this era. The vulgar appearance shows the special identity of this "sleepman"—but despite her appearance is still beautiful, this woman floating in the pale golden solution has no vitality, she is like an exquisite doll, floating in the air. In the coffin that has been closed for hundreds of years.

Matrix watched the figure floating in the container, and routinely completed today's monitoring records:

"On XX, XX, the 266455th day of Ophelia Norton's brain death, the matrix continued to operate, and the internal conditions of the base were normal. Higher-level instructions have not been received yet, and the initial tasks of the system will continue..."

……

In the valley surrounded by a piece of corrupted wasteland, the thorny grid interwoven by giant plant structures has grown luxuriantly into a solid and dense wooden dome, which blocks the turbulent foul wind on the wasteland , also blocked the dry sand carried by the wind and the ash debris from unknown sources, and inside the dome, the environment in the valley had completely stabilized.

The glowing plants inlaid on the dome and the surrounding rock walls provide sufficient lighting for the entire settlement. The vines that go deep into the rock formations and underground provide filtered clean water for the valley. The decayed soil of the residue, a large number of dormant "tree people" cling to the rugged rocks and slopes, and in the open space between the tree people, a large number of twisted but luxuriant plants can be seen on both sides of the path.

If one ignores the terrifying twisted thorns on the dome and the hidden truth behind this valley, the environment inside...in fact, it can even be described as "vigorous"-if outsiders come here, I'm afraid there will be no It was unexpected that such a lush place would be located in the deepest part of the wasteland of Gondor.

Subtle rustling sounds came from the forest, and a pair of elf sisters stepped out of the forest. The light green priest's dress brushed the low bushes beside the path, and the light from the dome illuminated their delicate faces ——Fierna stopped, looked up at the completely closed dome, then turned her head to look at the "sisters" beside her, and suddenly said with a smile: "Does this scene remind you of the remaining impressions in your mind? In the southern forest, a beautiful elf came from the forest bathed in sunlight, breathing the slightly damp and earthy morning wind..."

Leierna shook her head immediately: "The remaining impressions in my mind have long been fragmented, and I don't think the scene you described can be used in such a forest catalyzed by distorted natural forces... To think of the state of those lush plants before they became what they are now is, to a mortal eye, disgusting."

"The eyes of a mortal..." Fierna said softly, with a faint smile on her face as always, then she restrained her expression and glanced at the surrounding forests, "But it must be admitted that these believers have indeed made amazing achievements. As a result, they have reshaped a suitable ecological environment for themselves on a small scale - in a sense, they have 'healed' this wasteland..."

At this moment, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly came from not far away, interrupting the second half of Ferna's sentence: "Unfortunately, 'healing' the wasteland is just a by-product of the plan. What we are after is to let The whole world is back on the right path."

At the same time, the elf twins turned their gazes to the direction of the sound, and at the same time nodded slightly to the treant leader who was walking slowly with squirming roots: "Look who is here——our Grand Master, Lord Borken."

"Sometimes I'm curious, are you one or two?" Borken didn't pay attention to Sister Fierna's provocative attitude as always, he just glanced at the two in front of him with his tawny eyes. An elf, "If it's the former, use one soul to play two roles and then talk to yourself... Isn't it tiring?"

"On the contrary, it's a lot of fun," the elf sisters said in unison, both of them had faint smiles on their faces, and then Fierna said alone, "Your Excellency, who is usually busy with everything, is free to care about our sisters today." How do you get along? Could it be that you finally gave up your unrealistic plan, and are going to find a sunny place to do photosynthesis like a normal plant?"

Leierna also spoke immediately: "It may also be that the erosion of the dark blue webway has finally aroused the vigilance of the ghost in the center of the wasteland. An army of iron men has located this small hiding place, and the patriarchs are already preparing Pack up and run away..."

"...Sooner or later, I will let your poisonous tongues learn how to get along with your allies," Grand Priest Borken stared at the two elves in front of him, and his tawny eyes briefly revealed There was almost undisguised malice and anger, but soon he restrained these emotions, and his tone became cheerful and relaxed, "Whatever you say, my subordinates have already made great achievements in the Deep Blue Network Road. The success of the project, the control rune stone has been buried, and several veins running through the entire planet are gradually falling into our grasp——I came to tell you that my plan is one step closer to success."

"Ah, thank you for your kindness and candor. You still remember to inform us, an insignificant ally, about the progress of the plan as soon as possible..." Sisters Fierna said in unison in an exaggerated tone. , and then Reina looked into Borken's eyes, "But we guess you didn't just come to report good news to us, did you?"

"Of course not, you'd better not pretend to be confused," Borken said immediately, and his entangled and twisted canopy made a series of rustling sounds from high above, "Don't forget what you promised before-we must put the nodes Only by throwing rune stones into several cracks outside the wasteland can we obtain enough 'control', and to do this, the 'Great Wall of Wasteland' is an obstacle that must be resolved."

"Ah, of course I remember, of course I remember," the elf sister said in a prolonged tone, and Fierna raised her head to look in the direction blocked by the rock wall and the dome, as if she wanted to pass through those obstacles and the distant distance. , to see those majestic giant towers standing on the edge of the Gondor wasteland, "The tower of the Sentinel... We are really able to do more work, to provide you with the knowledge of the dark blue webway, to help you infiltrate the iron soldiers and Orpheus The external energy supply system of the Leah matrix is ​​now helping you to deal with those 'sentinels' standing on the edge of the wasteland...Your Excellency, it is really not easy to cooperate with you."

"This is part of the contract, you two," Borken said in a deep voice, his tone of voice suppressed all the "anger" and "irritability", and turned to become very serious and solemn, "I know you have always had your own small plans, things you want to do privately, but I never really pursued - because in the big direction, we have common goals. The world needs real, long-term security, not any The compromise of living in the world, we want to completely end the threat of demons and gods to this world-for this reason, this world has to choose some sacrifices.

"Now, our long-term efforts have finally reached the most critical time. The deep blue network road that runs through the entire planet is about to fall into our hands, so at least before the plan is completed, let both of us show some sincerity... One day we really need to go our separate ways, and I hope that's after the plan works out."

"...The wonderful speech, Mr. Grand Priest, can already move me," Fierna said unhurriedly after Borken finished speaking, her unpredictable eyes concealed With all her true feelings, she stretched out her index finger and thumb, and made a small gesture in front of Borken, "Of course, it's just a very small touch."

"Even so, we will abide by the contract," said Lena on the side, "We will find a way to deal with those sentinel towers—you can trust us, after all, we have already succeeded a few years ago. Achieved the penetration of the Sentinel Tower..."

Borken's yellow-brown eyes scanned the Elf Twins several times, and then the leader of the dark druid, who had turned into a twisted treant, shook his canopy slightly, and a message came from the friction between the branches and leaves. His old and deep voice: "Very well, then I look forward to your results."

"You can expect—of course, don't expect it to be too early," Leierna said lightly, "It is not an easy task to crack the sentinel tower after all, even we have to prepare for a long time."

"Of course, I can wait," Borken said in a deep voice, "I've been waiting for many years anyway..."

Accompanied by the rustling sound made by the wriggling and friction of the wooden structure, the old and twisted treant wriggled his roots and left the forest path, and his figure gradually disappeared from the sight of the twin elves. In the direction in which the figure of the druid leader disappeared, there was an incomprehensible intention hidden in the deep eyes.

Then they raised their heads and quietly stared at the direction blocked by the wooden dome and rock formations—their eyes seemed to penetrate these impenetrable barriers and the distant distance in the wasteland, watching those who were standing at the end of the wasteland, A sentinel tower supporting a majestic barrier.

Fierna's lips moved, and she suddenly sang softly a country song that has been circulated among the people of the Silver Empire since ancient times——

"The wind blows in the deep forest, and the sound of the wind is empty... A lonely sentry tower stands in the wind, and the sentinel can't see the familiar bird flying across the sky..."

Reina's voice continued softly——

"How long has the hollow wind been blowing, and the ancient trees in the forest can't remember... That bird never flew across the sky again... A sentinel went mad...

"Birds never flew across the sky again, a sentinel went mad . . .

"A sentinel went mad..."

……

"Birds never flew across the sky again, a sentinel went mad..."

Belsetia sat on a bench by the garden path, looking at the starry night sky with some ecstasy. The tune hummed softly by the Silver Queen lingered in the quiet courtyard, and finally dissipated in the cold night wind middle.

"I've heard this tune before, and it seems that you sang it too." Gawain looked at the Silver Queen sitting next to him curiously, and at the same time was a little confused, "But I remember hearing the word 'bird' at the beginning. The son never flew across the sky again, because the sentinel stewed a bowl of pigeon porridge'..."

"...that was my own random modification back then, Uncle Gawain," Belsetia twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, "after all, I was young at that time... forget about it, I just sang is the 'genuine'."

"Well, I knew it was made up by you," Gao Wen sighed helplessly, and then stroked his chin thoughtfully, "but the original lyrics also sound weird... Or the whole song sounds weird, what is the origin of this song? Is it some kind of sacrificial repertoire?"

"Sacrificial song? Of course not," Belsetia was taken aback, and immediately waved her hand. "It's just a country song sung by the silver elves. Children sing it a lot. When I was young, I liked to run." After leaving the Elven King’s Court and wandering around, I learned how to sing with my friends in the countryside outside the city..."

"It was sung by a child..." Gao Wen was startled, and his expression became a little weird, "How should I put it, you really are worthy of being a silver elf, and the world's evaluation of your artistic talents is not just random talk—a country song The lyrics of the nursery rhymes are all made so deep and complicated by you."

Chapter 1227 Deep Blue Network Channel Monitoring Plan

Belsetia didn't seem to care about Gao Wen's evaluation, she just looked up at the starry night sky, and the glow around the clouds at the edge of the night sky - it was the lights on the ground penetrating the night , reflected in the sky in the form of afterglow, the numerous artificial lights made most of the city as active as day after nightfall, and those extra lights even dimmed the starlight in the sky a lot.

In the memory of the Silver Queen, she has not seen such brilliant lights in the human world for hundreds of years.

"I'll leave in two days," she said to Gao Wen suddenly after a moment of silence, "it's already settled."

"The itinerary is advanced?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows, "I remember that according to the original plan, you will stay here for a few more days - there are many things on Project 115 and the 'Gate' project that you haven't seen yet."

"I know, but I have been away from the Silver Empire for too long," Belsetia smiled, "The matter of Azmer Sage and several other druid sages is over, but those mystics are not It will disappear by itself-every day I leave the royal court, I give reasons for those restless elements to jump out, and now they have almost jumped out, I have to go back and paint this 3000-year-old bad debt a full stop."

Gawain glanced at the Elf Queen beside him. Under the starlight, her face was as calm and indifferent as ever, but what was hidden deep in those eyes was a resolute will like the cold wind in the north—this resoluteness is very important to the current Silver Empire. It is very necessary, but Gawain couldn't help reminding: "Do you still remember what you promised the Sage of Azmael?"

"...Of course I remember," Belsetia sighed softly, "Those who really follow the way of the ancient druids... Well, they can barely be counted as moderates in the secret religion... Sage of Azmael It did pose a problem for me, but since I have already promised, I will naturally fulfill my promise. After all, this promise can be regarded as something made in front of the gods.

"I went back early this time because of this promise - I have been away for too long, every day I leave, more people can't help it, and those 'moderates' can't help jumping." When they come out, if they also jumped out like those secret cultists...then I won't be able to find a reason to let them go."

"Since you think clearly, then I won't make any more suggestions," Gawain said as he stood up from the bench and at the same time stretched out his hand to Belsetia, "I wish you all the best in advance—and I wish you the best of luck." Everything you have to do is going well."

"Few of the things I have done in the past few centuries have really gone smoothly, but everything will succeed in the end." Belsetia smiled and grabbed Gawain's hand, and said casually after getting up, "Of course, thanks again Your best wishes, Uncle Gawain."

Gao Wen nodded, then seemed to think of something suddenly, and reminded him aloud: "By the way, don't forget the thing I mentioned to you - the Deep Blue Webway. Enya has already provided the search and monitoring webway The rift method should be possible with the ability of the Astromancer Association, I hope you can organize people to find the dark blue webway rift in the Silver Empire as soon as possible after you go back, we need more monitoring data now."

"Don't worry, remember," Belsetia nodded with a smile, "I sent the relevant information to Master Verania yesterday, and she said that there is no problem. If all goes well, she should be able to do so before I return to the Silver Empire." Get the whole surveillance project team organized."

After she finished speaking, she nodded to Gawain, turned around and walked towards the two high-ranking maids who were already standing in the distance, waved to this side before leaving, and then disappeared behind the bush wall at the end of the garden path.

It wasn't until Belsetia's figure disappeared that Gawain looked down at a bush next to the bench. Under the dim light from a nearby street lamp, he could clearly see a small section of tail with a beautiful pattern emerging from it. A head sticks out from the bushes, and from behind the bushes, there will be bursts of light and rhythmic snoring from time to time...

Gao Wen stepped forward and kicked the tip of the tail with his foot, and said hello while kicking: "Hey, wake up, how long have you been sleeping here, it's about time to wake up... If you don't wake me up again... Sprinkled Yugosun mulled wine on you!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Tyre's panicked voice from behind the bushes, and the deep-sea caterpillar sat up from behind the bushes, yelling and waving his hands: "Don't, don't, I I'm awake, I'm just taking a nap... Don't mention the mulled wine, you might as well pour boiling water on me with that..."

Gao Wen didn't pay attention to the nagging of the deep-sea salted fish, he just looked this guy up and down for several rounds with some weird eyes, and finally couldn't help asking: "I'm a little curious, don't you usually not need to breathe—why is this?" Do you still need to snore while sleeping?"

Till straightened up when he heard this, with a serious expression on his face: "Isn't there a smart person among you humans who once said, 'Even a false life requires a serious attitude', I am serious attitude, I have become a terrestrial creature, of course I have to simulate it more completely. Of course, the more important reason is your head maid..."

"Betty?" Gawain looked at Tyre in surprise, "Why does this have anything to do with Betty?"

"Every time she sees that I'm out of breath, she thinks I'm dead again, and she will try to poke my stomach with a mop," Till waved his hands with a look of embarrassment, "Sometimes she has nothing to do and even squats on the ground patiently. They poked me for half an hour, and only stopped when I woke up..."

An imaginary picture suddenly appeared in Gao Wen's mind, and his expression became weird. He gave Tyre a weird look, and muttered in his mouth: "The main reason is that you died so much... "

Tire heard Gawain's muttering, but he just waved his hands indifferently, and said casually, "The elf queen has already left? I thought you two would talk for a long time..."

"You don't even look at how long you slept," Gao Wen said with a helpless sigh, and then his expression gradually became serious, "I won't talk about these. It's rare to see you in a relatively awake state today. I have something to discuss with you."

"Consult with me?" Till shook the tip of her tail, followed by shaking her head from side to side—she seemed to be trying to keep herself awake in this way, "If it's about ship technology, I've already handed over this to Kashan Dela, the technical team she led handled everything well at Beigang..."

Gao Wen shook his head with a serious expression: "No, it's about the monitoring of the Deep Blue Network Road... or detection issues."

"Dark blue... oh, that's what you guys have been talking about recently? The one behind the deep blue well?" Till quickly realized that although she usually sleeps for more than half of the time every day, no matter whether it is Gao Wen or Enya, and even Rebecca and Amber are talking about the Deep Blue Webway. This deep-sea salted fish spirit will hear rumors about it every time he opens his eyes twice a day, so he is not too confused at this time. She was just a little puzzled, "Aren't you already organizing manpower and material resources to monitor that thing? Why do you still need to discuss this matter with me?"