#1030 Far Traveler

The Iron Man technology of the Gondor Empire - Gawain actually doesn't know much about it. Although he has the memory inherited from Gawain Cecil, even Gawain Cecil back then was only born. The lowest-level knight apprentice in the border area of ​​Gondor is nothing more than a limited knowledge from a few rural teachers, and this level of education obviously does not involve too many things related to "Iron Man Technology".

According to Gao Wen's own understanding, this technology is strong artificial intelligence + bionic robot, which belongs to cutting-edge technology both on earth and in this world.

But in his limited knowledge, at least one thing is certain: all Ironmen belong to the "Ironman Corps" from the day they leave the production line, no matter whether they are sent to various legions in the interior or to a certain border on the border. Even in a post, the Iron Man could not leave this "corps", and the relevant logic was written into the bottom layer of their mental core. With their own ability... they definitely couldn't change it.

As a former Gondor royal, Veronica/Ophelia apparently knows this too.

So after seeing an "Iron Soldier" who claimed to have left the Iron Man Corps, even she couldn't help being surprised: "Leaving the Iron Man Corps? How did you do it?"

Diana shook her head: "I don't remember, my memory device once malfunctioned and lost a lot of content after the repair - I only know that I have indeed left the Corps, and I have a clear understanding of this in the core of my mind. "

Veronica looked serious. She carefully looked at the iron soldier who had been active in the human world for hundreds of years, and her tone was as gentle as ever: "So, you are serving the royal family of the Typhons now?"

"Yes," Diana nodded slightly, "they took in and repaired me, and I swear to serve my family."

"Thanksgiving... A normal iron man doesn't seem to make such logical judgments, but it doesn't matter," Veronica shook her head gently, "Do you mind if I ask you a few more questions?"

Diana glanced at Veronica, and after thinking for a while, she nodded: "As long as it does not violate the oath I made to the Augustus family, and at the same time does not violate my mental logic."

"It's just some past events that have nothing to do with this era..." Veronica said gently, "Do you still remember where you were and what you did?"

Diana recalled briefly and nodded: "I used to be one of the guards of the Wiplandon Observatory, responsible for the safety of Sir Scott Planting and Mr. Alphonse Hall."

"Then do you remember the eruption of the magic tide? Were you still at the observatory at the time?"

"...this memory is partially damaged,

But in general, it can be restored," Diana hesitated a little this time, but then nodded, "I confirmed that I worked at the observatory until the last moment before the outbreak of the magic tide, but I have no memory of the specific situation at that time. "

Veronica thought for a while, and then asked, "What about after that? What do you remember?"

"After that, my memory was blank. After my consciousness came back online, I had come to a kingdom re-established by the remnants of Gondor, and it was called the 'Kingdom of Typhon' at that time," Diana replied, "I was Their court scholars and mages recovered. According to them, I fell on the edge of the magnificent wall and my body was severely damaged. They took me to Orlandale as a research sample, and it took nearly 30 years to restore me. Awakening...it was 47 years of Typhon."

"It took them thirty years to repair you?" Gawain, who had been quietly listening to the side without interrupting, finally couldn't help but speak, "And it was already 47 years of Typhon... After the outbreak of the magic tide, it took more than ten years to wander before being discovered by humans near the magnificent wall?"

"According to the time, it is true," Diana said calmly, "but I can't be sure whether I wandered in the wasteland for more than ten years or was active in the 'outside the wall' near the wasteland. This part of my memory is completely missing. "

"...In the magic tide, almost all the unprotected iron soldiers were damaged by the impact, so you should be moving outside the wall, but there are no absolutes in the world, and your mental core state is a bit strange, which may indicate that you were in the past. Luckily, you survived the impact of the magic tide 'alive'," Veronica said thoughtfully, "Anyway, you have lost the memory from the outbreak of the magic tide to the time when you entered the human kingdom... Really No impression at all?"

Diana showed a very humane look of thought and trouble, and although the change in this expression was subtle, it still made one have to marvel that there was almost no difference between her and the real person. Then she shook her head. "I only remember a very brief, vague impression—Sir Scott Planting ordered me to go northeast, but don't remember anything else."

This Sir's name has appeared for the second time, and Amber couldn't help asking: "Who is that Sir Scott Planting?"

It was not Diana who answered her, but Veronica, who was holding a platinum scepter. This ancient disobedient obviously knew better than Gawain about the upper layers of the ancient Gondor Empire: "He was the Viplandon Observatory at the time. manager."

"Then it's very obvious. When the magic tide broke out, the director of the Wiplandon Observatory ordered his bodyguards to evacuate and run to the safe area, and then the lady did so, but she may not run as fast as the magic tide, plus Shang also did not act with the fleeing troops at that time, so most of them were caught up by the magic tide. After being damaged, they wandered between the wasteland and the human kingdom for more than ten years, until they were finally discovered by the Typhons at that time. Then it was repaired for 30 years. After repairing, I was able to move, but I lost most of my memory... Basically it should be like this process," Amber pinched her chin, her pointed ears were shaking, and the analysis was straightforward, but Immediately after, she scratched her hair and looked at Gawain, "By the way, where is the Wiplandon Observatory?"

"Near the northern border of Ancient Gondor, near the magic scorch marks," Gawain flipped the map in his mind, looked at Diana and said casually, "If you start from there and head northeast, as long as there is no major deviation in the direction, you should be able to Encountered the eastern end of the Dark Mountains, before the Black Forest had spread there, so you had a chance to cross the mountain and go directly to the northern part of the Shadowswamp...that's really Typhon territory. A difficult journey, I should congratulate You can do it safely."

Diana slightly bowed her head to Gawain: "Thank you for your compliment."

"That's not much of a compliment," Gawain waved his hand, and then glanced at Diana curiously, "So... have you told Rosetta Augustus about these things?"

"Forgive me for no comment." The black-haired maid said calmly but firmly.

"...It seems that as long as it involves your master, you won't casually talk to strangers," Gawain was not surprised by this, "but I guess he must know, and he must know more than us— -For hundreds of years, the Augustus family should have inquired about everything they could."

Diana still maintained that indifferent expression, neither affirmation nor denial, not even acquiescence - only at this time, she showed a "trait" that was different from the real person, covering the The faces with bionic skins and steel and polymer interiors really don't reveal anything.

Then Veronica and Gawain asked a few more questions, and Diana answered some of them without violating the principle. In terms of Veronica's "face", this lady's attitude has actually been Quite cooperative, but she did not reveal any valuable information after all.

After all the questions and answers came to an end, Diana's eyes swept between Gawain, Veronica and Amber, and asked with sufficient patience: "So, can I leave? Or are you planning to dismantle? Understand me for more information?"

"Ah, of course not," Gawain was startled, and quickly waved his hand, and then he couldn't help but fell into a brief hesitation, but after a quick weighing, he nodded, "You can leave, Diana. Miss."

"Then, thank you for taking care of you during this time." The black-haired maid bowed slightly, raised her skirt and bowed again, and then she deliberately bowed to Veronica next to her, and then took a half step back. The figure gradually disappeared into the air.

After waiting for the other party's figure and breath to disappear for a few seconds, Amber suddenly looked at Gawain: "Really let her go like this? If you want to regret it, I can stop her - she stayed on the edge of the shadow world. I can trace the more obvious traces."

To be honest, Gawain was really a little entangled in his heart. After all, such a special Iron Man of Gondor, who might have hidden countless secrets, just left right under his nose. The experience behind the other party was really unbearable and curious. After struggling, he still shook his head: "We can't detain the messenger sent by Typhon for no reason - especially such a special 'messenger'."

Diana did have many secrets, but after Gawain thought about it carefully, these secrets did not seem to involve the core interests of either Typhon or Cecil. At this stage, it seemed that they could only be used to satisfy his own curiosity. In value terms, it would be uneconomical to mine these secrets and threaten the now extraordinarily fragile and dangerous balance of the two countries.

There is ample time.

He didn't think this would be the last time he had to deal with the "Gondor Machine Girl".

"Actually, I'm still a little worried that the Typhons will know some... sensitive information on our side from her mouth," Amber obviously has more concerns. This usual carefree half-elf is still quite keen in intelligence. "For example, Veronica said her identity just now, and it would be a bit... sloppy to let people go like this?"

"Why didn't I know you were already so smart?" Gawain glanced at Amber a little unexpectedly, then smiled and shook his head before the other party jumped up, "It's a good thing to be smart, and Veronica's identity is indeed a little bit. It's special, but... what kind of threat do you think it will pose to Cecil after this information reaches Rosetta?"

Amber was stunned for a moment, pinched his chin subconsciously, and muttered while thinking: "There seems to be no clear threat... Rosetta can't make any specific actions for this information... But it is important information after all. Someone like Rosetta will grab and use any valuable information."

"Yes, he will probably think about these things carefully," Gawain said slowly, "but it doesn't matter, in a sense, I don't mind him knowing more about the disobedient, including our side. Some of the 'little secrets'... If he can think more about these little secrets, and even lose sleep for a few nights, that would be even better."

Amber blinked, stared at Gao Wen for a long time, and finally only muttered: "I'm afraid I'm not calculating again..."

Gawain didn't seem to hear Amber's muttering. He noticed that Veronica had been a little distracted from the beginning, which was very rare for the other party, so he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? You are still thinking. The 'Diana' thing?"

"It's nothing," Veronica shook her head, "I do think about her, but it doesn't matter."

As she said that, she slowly raised her head and glanced into the distance, then withdrew her gaze and said to Gawain, "Please allow me to retire - I've been 'watching' for too long, and I'm a little tired."

"Of course," Gawain agreed immediately, "It's hard work, go and rest."

Watching the "Holy Princess" leave the courtyard, Gawain let out a slight sigh and thought of a detail just now:

When Veronica looked into the distance, she didn't seem to be looking at Winterhold - where Diana theoretically returned - but in the direction of the Gondor Wasteland.

This made him think for a moment, but soon he shook his head and put the matter aside for a moment: he had other things to do.

Gawain raised his right hand, and his eyes fell on a silver-white ring on his finger.

He recalled his trip to Tal Lund not long ago, and his last conversation with Enya, the dragon god.

Now, this divine disaster that befalls mortals is finally over, and the battle on the defense line of Winterhold has been settled. Maybe I should contact those giant dragons. They may also be paying attention to the situation of this divine disaster. .

Gawain curled his fingers and gently rubbed the surface of the Mithril Ring.

Subtle magic flows in this light and precise magic device, communicating with the distant Tal Lund, however...

No response.

...

To the north of Loren Continent, the top of the towering mountains of the Holy Dragon Principality.

The cold wind whistled through the mountains, and the snow blown from the top of the Longyue Cliff swirled in the wind, passing through the huge stone buildings arranged in a row on the mountains, and rolling up the thick and simple exterior of Longlin Fort. walls, and were kept out of the fort by those flaming braziers and invisible dragon magic.

Archduke Balogel Knar stood on a circular platform at the highest point of Longlin Fort. He lifted the protective barriers around the platform, and let the howling cold wind ruffled his gray hair and heavy cloak.

His eyes penetrated the wind and snow, looking at the direction of the northern sea.

Omega's voice was whistling in his brain, but as a special "homeless person", he still kept his flesh-and-blood thinking until this moment and did not respond to Omega's call.

But even so, it was time for him to "go home".

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