Chapter 114 Typhon Clouds

When Veronica's White Oak sailed on the wide waters of the Dorgon River, when the first brick kiln in Cecil's territory rose up with smoke, when the real power nobles and king advisors in the city of Saint-Sunil While chattering about the current situation in the south, the situation on the frontier, and the contradictions between the dragon wizards and magicians in the north, the most powerful knight lord of the Typhon Empire, Archduke Ferdinand Wendell, was deeply troubled.

In his mansion in the imperial capital, he stood on the tall tower, overlooking the magnificent imperial capital beneath his feet, and occasionally the dark palace shrouded in majesty.

This is the capital of Typhon, Aldenan.

The name of this city comes from the ancient giant language, which means "Millennium City". Although it has only stood on this land as a new imperial capital for only two hundred years, the proud imperial people undoubtedly believe in the greatness they have built. The city will stand on the earth for at least a thousand years like the dynasty of giants recorded in mythology - and everything in this city seems to display this proud spirit.

In this city, there are countless towering minarets and countless hero statues carved from boulders. They rise from the ground and point straight to the sky as if to challenge the sky. Between the buildings is the "Imperial Avenue", which is neatly planned and wide enough to accommodate ten carriages. This avenue divides the entire Aldernan into two urban areas, and a large number of straight, flat and wide stone roads lead from The Imperial Avenue stretches out, outlining neat and energetic areas throughout the city.

The whole city is like a complex geometric figure with full structure and sharp edges and corners. Everything is planned in an orderly manner, which is very different from the chaotic, antiquated and crowded old capitals of other kingdoms, because this city is indeed brand new: The old imperial capital 500 years ago sank into the ground in the great collapse. Before the disaster, His Majesty the emperor built a new imperial capital on this plain and named it "Aldenan" (Millennium City). . Due to the strength of the empire and the careful planning at the beginning, Aldenand has become one of the most magnificent and magnificent cities on the continent since its establishment. proud to live in such a great city.

But today, he felt a sense of crisis rising from the bottom of his heart, making him uneasy even looking at this prosperous capital.

His majesty, the wise and shrewd emperor, Rosetta Augustus the Great seems to have made up his mind to start a war with Anzu. He dismissed all anti-war ministers and even drove out the peaceful Earl of Winterhold. When he came to the palace, his attitude was unprecedented.

To be honest, Archduke Pedinand is not worried about the direction of this war. He believes in the Imperial Army, just as he believes in his own martial arts and swordsmanship. He knows that the Ansu Kingdom in the northwest is an old and weak country. The history as old as Typhon was tied up by this history and turned into a slow-moving and dying old man. Their army and weapons that had not improved for hundreds of years were no match for the imperial soldiers.

On the other hand, the Typhon Empire—several successful military reforms and administrative reforms have made this country full of unprecedented vigor and vitality. Whether it is soldiers in the army, officials at all levels, and domestic people, Typhon is far stronger than the twilight. neighboring countries, the outcome of this war is absolutely nothing to worry about.

What Ferdinand was worried about was only the Emperor, and the state of Rosetta Augustus himself.

His Majesty the Emperor has always been a majestic and resolute person, but he is not at the point of being arbitrary. He will listen carefully to the opinions of every minister. Even if these opinions are not enough to shake his determination, he will listen patiently and will not directly reject them. All the dissenting voices, he also attached importance to the blood of every nobleman, and he definitely couldn't do anything to humiliate a real-power earl in public and expel him from the palace, but now... he has done both.

Duke Ferdinand thought of the last time he had seen the Emperor Rosetta Augustus, the majesty of his Majesty, seated on his Iron Throne, shrouded in the shadow of the back of the throne and the crown. Although he patiently listened to the words of the duke he trusted the most, he replied with gusto, as if he was reluctant to say a word.

And when Pei Dinan left, he clearly heard the emperor talking to himself in front of a water basin, as if there was an audience hidden in the water basin, talking to the emperor. .

Taking his eyes back from the distant palace, Pei Dinan sighed deeply.

He thought of the curse that was passed down in the blood of the Augustus family—the curse that only a few people knew that appeared two hundred years ago.

They will hear voices that ordinary people cannot hear, they will see things that ordinary people cannot see, and they will understand taboo knowledge in ways that ordinary people cannot understand. thinking and layout, but in the end...

Their spirits will be dragged into the invisible and inaudible world, leaving only a mad shell in this world.

The last time I saw Emperor Rosetta, His Majesty had a clear mind and a normal speech, but Ferdinand was deeply worried - the signs of madness may have already appeared in the King.

He turned around, pulled a rope by his side, and the copper bell that summoned the servant tinkled, the door to the patio was pushed open, and a servant in a blue smock appeared in front of Pedinan.

"Master," the attendant lowered his head, "what is your order?"

"Bring my coat, and get the carriage ready. I'm going to see the Earl of Winterhold."

...

The northern foothills of the Dark Mountains, the territory of New Cecil.

Gawain is inspecting the newly built brick kiln, and with him is Nicholas Egg, who is currently busy "replenishing local knowledge" on the territory.

Brick kilns equipped with magic catalysis and rune trigger devices are lined up in the open space. Driven by the "Magic Web No. 2" buried in the ground, they are conducting their first "trial firing".

Since more accurate temperature control and reliable transportation devices could not be developed yet, and the current construction capacity of the territory is limited, Gao Wen did not directly take out the "magic tunnel kiln" he conceived, but prepared to use it first. For the simple transformation of the more traditional furnaces, first solve the problem of "is there any problem" to carry out the transition at the current stage.

However, although the kiln adopts a relatively primitive form, considering the future expansion and transformation, the magic net buried in the underground of this brick kiln is still constructed in strict accordance with high standards, and its power is even higher than that of the steel factory— - It's just that because the work of digitizing magic power is still unclear, Gawain has not yet been able to determine the specific power of the two sets of magic nets.

Feeling the orderly flow of magical power in the surrounding air, Nicholas Egg, whose body was bright and clear, swayed in mid-air, and a voice with a metallic vibrato came from inside the sphere: "I must admit... Although everything is primitive, But the world is really interesting, and the flow of energy, and the way you make tools and use them, is unimaginable in my worldview."

"This is the difference in the rules of physics," Gawain sighed with approval. "Actually, you should feel fortunate—you, a 'traveler' from a different world with different rules, can be safe after falling into this world. It's a great luck to have survived without disintegrating itself because of the different rules."

"Traveler? You use the word well," Nicholas said buzzingly. "You are really my bosom friend. Not only can you understand and agree with my experience, but you can always think of the same things as me— To be honest, I was most worried about this when I realized that the rules here are different from my hometown. At that time, I was afraid that my body would suddenly break down with a bang. After all, the material structure of the two sides is different. , but then I figured it out - if I really want to disintegrate, then I will disintegrate the moment I fall into this world, and since I was fine at the time, it means that my life is big and I am worried about a ball..."

"Then do you want to understand the reason why you can survive safely?" Gawain asked with a smile.

"Then who knows," the metal ball swayed from side to side, "I even forgot my name, so I still have time to think about it?"

"To be honest, how serious is your 'amnesia'?" Gawain frowned and asked a question he had been curious about for a long time, "You still remember some common sense of your hometown, such as the environment, physical rules, history, But have you forgotten everything else?"

The metal ball thought for a long time before opening his mouth: "Tsk, it's true, what can I do? The most terrifying part of amnesia is here: you don't even know what you have forgotten. All I can remember now is some common sense of life, But these common senses belong to another world. I still remember a set of languages, but they are also useless here..."

As he spoke, he seemed to have fallen into a great loss, and gradually became silent, until half a minute later, he sighed in a very humane way: "Alas... Actually, I am also working hard, trying to figure out who I am. Who, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do well, but you can't imagine the difficulty in the middle - if it is a familiar world, the things around you can give some hints, but in a familiar world Everything here is completely unfamiliar to me, and I can't find anything that can help me recall the past. I have been walking around the camp these days just to see your production and life, think about Find out what I can do, but the result? No results - I can't seem to do anything, there's no job I can get involved in... I don't have a hand either!"

Gawain touched his chin: "Then guess what did you do in your last life?"

"Where does this make me guess?" The metal ball seemed to want to spread out his hands, but he had no hands, so he could only dangle, "I don't have the slightest impression of doing a certain job or being good at something, is it possible that I didn't have to work, study, or even go out in my last life?"

Gawain couldn't help but looked up and down at the metal ball, and his heart froze: Hearing this description of the ball, I'm afraid he was not a dead fat house before crossing? (fog)

As for why it is a fat house - it depends on the body shape! js3v3