Chapter 680

After more than ten seconds of silence, Amber broke the silence again, the half-elf lowered his head, and his voice seemed to be whispering: "...So, I don't need to find the whereabouts of my biological parents, right? old man."

"We just want you to be able to live like a normal child, and normal children have parents - after realizing that you will soon completely forget your early memories, Surrey Randolph and I say to you You lied and said that you were picked up from the forest, and your parents are missing," Pittman said in a low voice, shaking his head slightly, "Hey, maybe we should tell this lie more thoroughly, you won't be so many years. I've always cared about my biological parents."

"You've always known the name 'cyborg Thirty-six'?"

"After the death of Surrey Randolph, I found scholars in ancient writing and asked them to help translate the meaning of these letters..." Pittman sighed and said slowly, "But it doesn't really make sense anymore, After reading his notes, even if I don't understand these letters, I can guess your origin... That's why I wanted to bring this secret into the coffin for a while."

Amber pursed her lips: "Fortunately, you didn't bring it in, otherwise, even if I dig you out again, I will trouble you."

Pittman spread his hands, showing a helpless look: "I don't know who you learned this temper from."

Amber's lips moved, but she didn't make any sound. She just looked down at the diary, which had turned yellow and worn out. After a long time, she mumbled, "This is at least an answer..."

Gawain stretched out his hand and brushed lightly on top of her head: "Are you okay?"

"I didn't cry."

"I didn't say you cried..."

"...Fortunately," Amber shook his head, but still did not avoid Gawain's hand, "It's just... this answer is different from all the answers I imagined."

"As an outsider, I can't plan your life or decide your thoughts for you, but from my point of view... all this is over," Gawain looked at Amber, "whether it's the people who created you, or These things mentioned in Surrey Randolph's diary are all in the past tense, these people and events have shaped you today, and since you are still alive and well, you should look forward."

Amber suddenly took a deep breath and let it out again, then she raised her head and rolled her eyes at Gao Wen: "You don't actually comfort people at all, you know?"

Then, without waiting for Gawain to speak, she laughed and shook her head with a self-deprecating smile: "But I'm a human being... so maybe it's just like yours."

She seemed to adjust her mood very quickly,

Although she looked a little different from her usual giggling state, she still laughed, with a certain relief: "You are right, it is time to look forward, whether it is an android or something else, at least I finally found Now that I have the answer, I also know the secret that my adoptive father has kept hidden for so many years, which is quite profitable no matter how you look at it.”

Gawain glanced at the half-elf: "But you still have a lot of mysteries, are you still going to find them?"

"Go on, of course, go on," Amber shook his head vigorously, his ears trembling slightly in the air, "The truth may be scary, but I'm more afraid of the unknown, and it sounds unpleasant, even if I die in the future, I have to Do you want to die and understand?"

"This is not like what you usually say," Gawain couldn't help but said, "According to your style, it should be that even if you are going to die in the future, you have to find a way to escape, in case you survive."

"That's why it doesn't sound good, it's definitely a situation where you can't run," Amber said plausibly with her hands on her hips, and then she glanced at the diary on the table with a thoughtful expression, "And when she saw After all this, I really want to understand some things, especially the incident that caused my adoptive father to take a risk and lose his life..."

The events that led to Surrey Randolph's desperate and tragic death.

Of course Gawain knew what Amber was referring to—in order to steal a book that was kept in the Cathedral of the South, Surrey Randolph, who had successfully lived in incognito for decades, took a risky move, leading to being sacked by the Holy See’s Extraordinary. Captured and sentenced to death jointly by local nobles and bishops.

What kind of book would that have been that appealed to Surrey Randolph?

Gawain's and Amber's eyes fell on Pittman at the same time: this old man who was hiding a secret might know something.

"Today, don't hide any secrets," Gawain said. "What did Surrey Randolph want to steal from church back then? Was it really just a book?"

"It's really just a book," Pittman said with a wry smile and spread out his hands, "it's an ancient book that can be traced back almost five or six hundred years ago. I don't know its specific name and content, but it should be a book. Notes or miscellaneous notes, its author mentioned in the book many mysteries and ruins scattered in the world, including a place suspected of shadow fortress-Sarri hopes to find out Amber's life experience and find the secret behind the shadow fortress. "

"Just for this? He took his own life for this matter?" Amber's eyes widened, "Isn't it okay to let this kind of thing rot in history? What does he have to find!"

"You're right, this is the dumbest of all the stupid things he's ever done, and I still scold him in my dreams to this day, but at the time we didn't think that this little thing would kill him. Life," Pittman shook his head slightly, "the church that houses the book is just an ordinary regional church, but that day there were a few ascetic monks from Luan City visiting, and Surrey missed it, not at all' It was as simple as knocking over the candle offered by the lord, and he was caught on the spot near the church's reliquary."

Pittman shook his head and sighed: "His luck was over on that day."

Gawain frowned: "Is that book still in that church?"

"It is said that after that incident, the priest of the local church dedicated most of its collection to Luan Cathedral to make up for its 'lack of precaution', and I do not know if the book that Surrey was looking for was also there. Most of them are..."

After a moment of silence, Gawain said lightly: "Lu'an City now belongs to the empire and is a training facility for the White Knights."

"It used to be the headquarters of the Church in the South, and the collection of books there was huge," Pittman reminded. "Books have always been a valuable asset, and the Church is most keen to loot this kind of property, especially after the decline of the Cecil family in the South - More than half of the books in the southern region have been piled up in the library of Luan Cathedral."

"It doesn't matter, we can look for it slowly," Gawain said casually, "We need to organize the collections of churches and academic facilities across the country, and gather knowledge in various fields. Now is the time, we can start with the books in Luan Cathedral. Beginning of the pavilion - Wright said that the way of the Holy Light requires the same soundness of mind and body, and those white knights who are trained in the cathedral can't just practice weight-bearing cross-country and catching wild bears in the mountains and fields every day."

"But we don't know what that book looks like," Amber couldn't help but say, "I don't even know the title of the book..."

"Then sort out all the notes and experiences first. In a church library that mainly focuses on religious classics and books in the transcendent realm, there should be not many 'miscellaneous books' that are eligible to be included."

Amber and Pittman both nodded, agreeing with Gawain's idea.

After thinking about it for a while, Gawain said again: "In addition, about the 'Shadow Fortress', there may be another person who can help us answer our questions."

"Who?"

Pittman didn't react for a while, and asked subconsciously, but Amber next to him flashed his eyes, and instantly thought of the answer: "That Ophelia?"

"If Surrey Randolph's information is correct, Shadow Fortress should be another Disobedient Base, and Ophelia Norton was in charge of more than one Disobedient Fortress," Gawain smiled and nodded, "That one Will there be amber among the projects in charge of the ancient rebels?"

...

On the first floor of Baiyinbao, in the largest banquet hall, the lights were brilliant, and the elegant palace music fluttered in the air.

The great nobles who are eligible to enter the "infield" for the dinner are walking through the gorgeous castle hall. They wear the most gorgeous dresses, with the most decent smiles, and use the richest social field experience to deal with this destined to be It was a banquet recorded in history, but compared with the castle banquets of the past, the nobles who appeared at the venue today seemed much more restrained and nervous——

The establishment of the new empire has changed everything in this country, and the aristocratic system that has not changed for hundreds of years will also be turned upside down with the signing ceremony after the banquet. "Positive progressives" who have accepted the new order, but this is an era they have never been in contact with before, facing a new social pattern and elusive future trends, these "new imperial aristocrats" will inevitably bring With a mentality of walking on thin ice.

They were smiling in the banquet hall, but their muscles were tensed. They invited their dance partners to dance, but every step seemed to be stepping on a steel wire and the tip of a knife. It has been brewed ten times in the hall, and every time I listen to a sentence, I will observe every face in the hall.

The three grand consuls talking at the end of the hall are the focus of many nobles, and the nobles pass by as inadvertently as possible near the "three consuls" to try to hear some useful information, but it is not easy - if When it comes to important matters, the archons will naturally deploy the soundproof barrier, and if they approach too uninterestingly, it will obviously lead to the disgust of the archon, which is unacceptable for nobles with rich social experience.

Therefore, another part of the nobles focused their attention on the "little princess". Her Royal Highness seemed to dislike the restrained atmosphere in the infield. The princess is an innocent and lively girl, so many people want to get close to Rebecca - but it turns out that this seems to be much more difficult than getting close to the three-member ruling group.

A beautiful lady in a lavender palace dress had just returned to the inner banquet hall. With a frustrated look, the lady poured bitterness with someone she knew: "His Royal Highness asked me if I would fold grasshoppers with leaves, and then Asking me if I know how to solve the magic interference equation - I can't answer almost a single question, which is extremely rude."

A gentleman in a dark red dress gave the lady a sympathetic look: "Countess Lentini, haven't you tried to open up the topic with the female stabbing swordsmanship you are good at? Her Royal Highness is said to be a man who loves fighting skills. people."

"Oh, don't mention this!" The Countess reacted fiercely, "Of course I tried it—then Her Royal Highness directly drew a sword from the guard next to me and threw it over, asking me to give her one—I wear it. evening dress!"

"Ah, that was a disaster," the gentleman in the dark red dress shrugged, "but you are at least luckier than the Earl of Baling."

"The Earl of Baring?"

The Earl of Balin, who was standing next to him, was blushing, as if he had lingering fears: "I heard that Her Royal Highness is good at fireball magic, so I wanted to start the topic - she was very happy, and then made a fireball the size of a door... I The response was disgraceful.”

The two nobles of the capital suddenly had a common topic and sighed together, but their sighs were soon interrupted by a voice that was almost mourning: "You are all luckier than me!"

Lentini and Balin turned their heads at the same time, and saw a young nobleman with short blond hair and a gentle face who was standing there clutching a stack of papers with a broken face, looking extremely depressed.

"Mr Finley, you are..."

"Who told me that Her Royal Highness likes mathematics? My friendship with him is over!" The young noble waved the paper in his hand, "I said I am good at mathematics, and Her Royal Highness gave me a stack of papers! Who can tell me what is written on it? What is it?!"

...

Elegant court music fluttered in the hall, joyful music adorned the apparent joy, Veronica Moen stood quietly in an unremarkable corner, and her eyes swept across the halls, dancing and talking. , the laughing crowd, like a blank-faced audience, watching a scene that has been memorized by her.

But when those conversations about returning home in front of Princess Rebecca came, the expressionless audience's mouth turned up a little.

"Today is probably the most exhausting banquet for them in their lives," Veronica turned her head and said with a smile to Gawain and Amber who were walking towards her, and to Pittman who was walking behind them. He nodded lightly and said hello, "They met the most unreasonable royal family members."

"Nobles are always used to spending too much energy in useless fields, so they are very tired," Gawain said casually, "Of course, Rebecca's education is also a problem."

Veronica smiled slightly: "I really like the character of that child...a bit like me back then."

"...It's totally unimaginable."

"Time has changed a lot of things, you should have a deep understanding of this," Veronica said, "Then, the emperor of the empire did not show up at the banquet, but instead came to me, the embarrassed former princess. What's the matter?"

Gawain straight to the point: "Do you know the Shadow Fortress?"

"...I know, it was a project that was abandoned by me."