Chapter 1153 Extended Trajectory
Latest URL: In Daniel's eyes, the young Aldernan nobleman has undergone too many changes——
The former Viscount Hemir was high-spirited, young and proud. After grasping the first wind of the magic industry with his sharp vision and flexible thinking, he quickly rose to become a hot figure in the imperial capital, with factories and investment entities under his name all over Austria. Durnan even extended to several cities in the central region. At that time, he was like a charged arcane crystal, emitting a strong light all the time. There was endless energy inside, and he had no effect on the outside world. Fear and retreat.
But now, all the light of this Viscount seems to be restrained, he hides all his sharpness, like hiding an invisible hunter in the dark night, curled up in his own "fortress" that has become much deserted , vigilantly observing a world that was no longer safe for him—not decadent yet, but not far off.
And all these changes are only the result of last winter.
Daniel sighed in his heart. Of course he knew the reasons for these changes, and he also knew that Viscount Hermiel's current behavior was completely in line with normal logic, but this result was not what he was happy to see—it had nothing to do with "personal friendship" , the most important reason is that he has already poured too much effort into this Mr. Viscount. It is not easy to guide and inspire a little nobleman who can be seen everywhere in Aldernan and has no reputation except being good at socializing and banqueting to become an investment giant step by step. The trust established from the beginning of his start is even more A capital that cannot be replicated, if this Mr. Viscount just falls down... the loss would be too regrettable.
"Mr. Viscount, maybe when I say this, it seems to you that 'outsiders don't know how to be warm'," the old mage looked at Hermiel and said after a short consideration, "but I think the most important thing you should do now is to go out and return to the The field you are good at and active in, to expand the production capacity of the factory, to expand your own influence, to invest in things that are urgently needed after the war, to revitalize the economy with the royal family... Let us be optimistic, you will find that now is a once-in-a-lifetime Great opportunity, Monsieur Viscount."
Hermiel looked at this old man who always seemed to be full of wisdom. After a long time, he said softly to himself: "Be more optimistic... But for me, it's really not easy to be optimistic..."
He turned around and looked down at the somewhat deserted street outside the balcony. The red wine glass in his hand tilted forward, pointing to the mansions that had changed hands or were about to change hands: "Master Daniel, look at that house... A once prominent family with hundreds of years of history, but they stood on the wrong team and chose to stick to their stupid 'principles' when they should not confront the royal family. The Obsidian Guards took them away.
"And just across the wall, another mansion, an equally illustrious family, loyal knights and generals, they were on the right side, but they went to the front line of Winterhold - the mad god took most of them family members,
Now there is only a helpless old woman and a girl who is only ten years old. I went to see the child, and she had no idea why her family had suffered such a fate.
"Master, let me admit that I am a coward - of course I understand your kindness, and I understand what you mean by 'a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity', but I am really frightened this time. Maybe we didn't It's too much to live in this world, especially when I still have a title on my head that was passed down from my ancestors and will continue to be passed down.
"Of course, I will still manage my current property in the imperial capital, my textile factory, rune foundry, printing factory, and plantations outside the city...they are now the foundation for my family and I to live and work, but I plan to transfer the rest. I have already found buyers, and they are very interested in those factories in the central region, and after selling these industries, I can probably sleep more peacefully."
Daniel looked into Hemiel's eyes calmly, and after a long time, he sighed softly, and raised his glass to signal the viscount: "Well, this is your decision, Mr. Viscount—everyone has his own ambitions. But I have to remind you that under the current situation, when the economy is in urgent need of revitalization, His Majesty urgently needs the nobles to show their attitude, and the empire urgently needs more investors and emerging industries. People who are important in the industrial field suddenly choose to sell the industry and retreat to the second line... Is it really a good thing?"
Viscount Hermiel was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly changed slightly: "...What do you mean?"
"I'm not as good as you when it comes to investing in factories, but in terms of life experience, I'm somewhat confident," Daniel said calmly, "In my opinion, the royal family is in need of 'wise' people like you now." The nobleman shows his attitude, Mr. Viscount - don't think that the 'test' is over, it is still there, and always will be."
The young Viscount stood there stunned, and the expression on his face finally gradually became complicated. His voice was even a bit bitter: "So, I am guilty of being a coward?"
"You are not a coward, you are just giving up on yourself, but unfortunately, people in high positions are not qualified to give up on themselves," Daniel shook his head, "In addition, from the perspective of His Majesty, what he hates is not those who are capable and dazzling. A strong person, because no one in this country is more eye-catching than him, and he is not a mediocre and incompetent idiot, because he does not need to waste a little time on idiots. What the ruler hates is always things that are out of control.
“People who take credit for crossing the line are certainly out of control—but so are those who get away with it.”
Viscount Hermiel's face became extremely ugly: "I..."
"I'm just a reminder." Daniel put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up from the sofa. "Please consider your decision carefully, Mr. Viscount."
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The figure of the instructor appeared outside the car door, and the young female mage Mary quickly reached out and opened the door on one side, allowing the old mage to get into the car. She noticed that the expression on the instructor's face was a bit serious, and she couldn't help asking casually: "What happened?" Is it gone?"
"It's nothing, it's just that a young man will mature from today," the old mage said, shaking his head, and at the same time casually ordered another apprentice who was driving the vehicle in front, "Go to the Royal Mages Association."
Mary was confused, but the tutor occasionally said something that sounded inexplicable and never explained it to the apprentices. She was used to it, so after nodding, she refocused on On the things she was immersed in before - there was a notebook spread out on her lap, the snow-white paper was filled with all kinds of marks, it looked neither like a mathematical formula, nor like a Magic formula.
"What is this?" Daniel noticed something on the apprentice's lap, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "Where did you copy the graffiti?"
"This is a word puzzle that's been very popular recently at the Manufacturing Association—it's actually been around for a while, but we've been too busy recently to pay attention to these trends," Mary immediately pushed the notebook in front of the tutor, with a look of Seriously, "Do you know Cecil's 'listening plan'? Their antennas received a mysterious signal, and these things are unknown symbols transmitted in the signal. The scholars over there believe that this symbol is some kind of The text, now that the Cecil Empire has published them, I hope that whoever is a member of the Alliance can decipher the secrets behind these texts, and the Obsidian Palace has also issued a corresponding reward..."
"Are you looking for someone who can decipher these texts..."
Daniel nodded clearly—of course he knew about this matter. As one of the actual Cecil technicians, he got the news from the internal network not long after receiving the mysterious signal at the Sorin Junction , but Mary's authority in the neural network is not high, so she doesn't know about it. The only thing that surprised the old mage was that the master did not hesitate so much when he decided to announce these mysterious "symbols"... It has only been a while, and the relevant information has been completed through the official channels between Typhon and Cecil Did you share?
But this is a good thing—since the information has been transmitted through official channels, it means that he can study these "mysterious characters" that look like graffiti openly in the future. Frankly speaking, these mysterious symbols of unknown origin are still very attractive to a scholar, even though Daniel is not very proficient in cryptography and philology.
Some thoughts quickly turned in his mind, and the old mage's eyes fell on Mary's notebook again. After seeing the dense marks left by the apprentices, he still couldn't help frowning: "You wrote so many marks. ...Did you research something?"
Mary scratched her hair embarrassingly, and her black hair, which was already a little messy, suddenly became even more messy: "I'm sorry, tutor, I... I don't know enough about text and codes, and the so-called research is just a whim." I just write and draw, and I haven’t made any progress until now.”
"This is normal. If a layman like you can get some results in a morning's research, then the experts and scholars invested and trained above may all be able to jump off the city wall collectively." Daniel said casually, his gaze shifted. I just glanced at the appearance of the apprentice at the moment - wearing a robe that has not been changed for a long time, or the old-fashioned robe that is not very beautiful. There are a few strands more than the tied hair, no makeup, and no makeup at all, and because I often stay up late to read, my eyes are faintly bloodshot.
This is his most talented apprentice, and also the apprentice who has followed him for the longest time... However, it seems that until this moment, he really paid attention to the appearance of this young girl in life.
"Mentor?" Mary noticed the gaze of the old mage, and suddenly became a little nervous, "Is there something wrong with me?"
"Instead of spending so much energy on areas that you are not good at, you might as well pay attention to your own image like a normal woman," Daniel said casually, but at the same time he wondered if he could say that The words that came out, and a certain sentence that the master often said to others on weekdays naturally surfaced in his heart, "You are so old..."
Mary was taken aback immediately: "Gu... tutor?"
"It's nothing, I just mentioned it casually," Daniel waved his hand immediately, but couldn't help but add another sentence, "I just thought of Windsor...don't be like her."
Lady Windsor Mapel, President of the Royal Society of Mages?
Mary was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that that terrific figure was actually one of the mentor's apprentices, and as such a young legendary transcendent, her talent clearly far surpassed her own, even though the mentor was no longer on the surface. Acknowledging the other party's apprentice status, but in the eyes of outsiders, this master-apprentice relationship is something that cannot be denied after all.
Such an excellent person... Why did the mentor suddenly say that he should not be like her?
The young female mage was at a loss again, and vaguely, she seemed to hear her mentor talking to herself: "I'm already forty, and I haven't married yet..."
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In the clean, bright and extremely spacious magic experiment field, Windsor Mapel, who was directing the scene, suddenly sneezed firmly.
Waving to let the assistant on the side continue to work, she casually released more than a dozen instant spells for curing diseases, strengthening bodies, blessings, breaking spells, and resisting spells. After confirming that there was no problem with her body, she focused again. Back to the round platform in the center of this indoor testing ground.
In the focus of the light, the surface of the round platform engraved with mysterious runes is emitting a slight brilliance. Inside an energy shield with powerful protective power, there are irregular iron-gray metal fragments floating there out of thin air. The iron-gray fragments are obviously It is part of a larger-scale metal structure, and its edges have traces of being violently torn and smashed, and on several major fractures, some dim glows are still spontaneously escaping from the inside of the fragments, as if there is life. Wandering around those fractures, flickering.
This striking feature says one thing: This seemingly innocuous piece of metal is anything but ordinary.
In fact, it is indeed unusual-this thing is one of the armor fragments scattered on the earth after the fall of the God of War, and considering that the body of the God of War is just a pair of empty armor, this piece of debris can even be regarded as the "God" in essence. bodily remains".
At this moment, more than a dozen royal mages in robes are busy around the fragment. A magic circle with a complex structure is floating in the air around the platform, and there are many altars inlaid with crystals, magic stones and precious magic metals. The devices surround the platform, each monitoring and suppressing the various forces emitted by the fragments.
"President Windsor," a mage wearing a dark blue gold-patterned robe flew over from the platform and landed in front of Windsor Mapel, "It can be confirmed that this fragment should come from the helmet of the God of War. Moreover, the energy released from the fragments fluctuates smoothly, and it can indeed be used as a guiding medium."
Windsor Mapel nodded with a solemn expression: "Guiding...how is its directional resonance?"
"Directional resonance has indeed been observed-after placing it in a very pure arcane circulation, the fragment will try to confine and transmit energy to a dimension that we have not yet observed. In theory, if This arcane gyre is strong enough that we can use the process to open a rift...or even a stable door."