Chapter 898 Travel Notes

After the meeting of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Amber went straight to Gawain's study.

At this moment, Gawain was sitting behind the desk, carefully flipping through an ancient book that had been restored and reinforced. His eyes moved slowly on the mottled pages and the letters redrawn by the book repairer. The smell of the alchemy potion that had not completely dissipated slowly drifted into his nostrils. The contents of this ancient travel journal made him think about it from time to time. Then, a voice suddenly came from the air interrupting his movements— —

"Hey! I heard you looking for me just after the meeting!" Amber's figure emerged from the air, with a perpetual elation, "Is there another task that requires processing money?"

Gawain raised his head from the ancient book, glanced at Amber standing in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, and pointed to the chair next to the desk: "Sit down, I have something for you to see."

Immediately, Amber noticed something unusual behind Gawain's smile and tone. This seemingly carefree "half-elf" who was actually quite keen immediately shook his ears and frowned suspiciously: "You This is... what are you going to show me?"

Gawain stood up from behind the desk, took a long breath, and gently pushed the ancient book forward: "Here—don't worry, it has been repaired, and it won't be damaged so easily."

"A book?" Amber was first stunned when she saw that it was just a book, and took it over subconsciously, but soon her indifferent expression gradually froze, and she vaguely noticed it. What, with a complicated and unbelievable look in her eyes, she slowly raised her head and looked at Gawain, "...that book?"

"Conclusive evidence has been found," Gawain nodded lightly, "a shadow thief of unknown origin tried to steal it from a certain church - so this book was sent to the library of St. Luan Cathedral. We compared all the information we could find and finally confirmed that it was what your adoptive father wanted to steal back then.”

"It's... just for it..." The always elated expression on Amber's face gradually faded away. She grabbed the mottled cover of the ancient book with some force, but soon released her hand as if afraid of damage. She stared at the repaired letters on the cover, her fingers slowly stroked it, her eyes changed several times, but in the end she neither cried nor laughed.

After a long time, she looked up at Gao Wen: "I saw that you were reading it just now... What's so special about this book?"

"Strictly speaking, it's made up of several books—several fragments that were forcibly put together by a poor editor, and of the 'parts' that make up the book, the The largest proportion, and what I think is most likely to arouse your adoptive father’s interest, is a travel journal.”

Amber's eyes widened: "Travel Notes?"

"Modir's Travels,

Gawain nodded, "The author was the Duke of the North six hundred years ago, Mordir Wilder. "

As the person in charge of intelligence, Amber is no stranger to this name and the relevant information behind the name. She was taken aback: "...You mean, the lost notebook of the Wilder family?! The one Victoria also mentioned to you? "

Gawain nodded and pointed at the ancient book in Amber's hand with his chin: "It's in your hand now."

"But...why did my adoptive father..." Amber looked down at the "Travel Notes" in his hand with incomprehensible eyes, "Is this worth the risk?"

"I was also trying to find the reason just now, from the content of the travel note, but I haven't found it yet," Gawain said, "I only have the last bit left, maybe we can find it together. If your adoptive father used to be It was only after hearing part of this travelogue that he decided to take the risk, and if his information is correct, then we will definitely see it."

Amber nodded immediately, came to Gawain's side and opened the book - after glancing at the contents, she scratched her hair a little embarrassedly: "Uh... It seems that the main thing is to find you..."

She saw that the text of the travelogue consisted of a dizzying array of words and phrases that were indiscernible: it was the common language of mankind six hundred years ago, it was closer to the writing of the ancient Empire of Gondor, although the common language of modern mankind It is from this that the slang words come from, but after hundreds of years of changes, the grammar of these words, from the spelling form to the whole sentence, has been very different from the contemporary.

Amber could only vaguely recognize some of the short sentences in it, but to fully understand it was probably as difficult as understanding an ancient Gondor book.

She suddenly understood why a "crappy editor" would piece together such a book and several other unrelated miscellaneous books, apparently only specialized, senior scholars who have studied in the text and those who have a lot of knowledge Only the priests can understand this stuff - of course, an old zongzi resurrected from the days of Gondor.

Gawain naturally knew this, so he didn't shirk, and after moving the book to his side, he and Amber began to identify the words on it.

This ancient travelogue contains astonishingly rich content. Its author, the Duke of the North six hundred years ago, is obviously very different from the contemporary aristocrats. Mordir Wilder lived in an era closer to the original pioneers, and he was even deeply influenced by the first Archduke Wilder, which led him to be far more adventurous and innovative than his descendants. sex.

His footprints spread to every corner that human beings could explore at that time (even including areas that no human beings have stepped on except him), especially after completing the transfer and arrangement of the power and responsibilities of the duke, his adventure journey It is even more surprising, from the borders of the Gondor wasteland to the violet country that was still mysterious to humans at that time, from the frozen mountains of the Holy Dragon Duchy to the depths of the eastern desert of Typhon, and even some were occupied by elemental creatures. The different dimension of the universe, never knowing the space debris floating from which corner of the universe... He all set foot in it.

Every time he explores a new place, he will entrust the notes that he has organized in advance to one of his loyal servants (the loyal servant will wait for the master to return in a safe place), and write new ones in the subsequent exploration journey. After returning safely, he sorted out these new notes, integrated them with the previous notes, and took them to the next adventure.

This kind of behavior seems quite incomprehensible to Amber, who was born hundreds of years later. After reading several thrilling expedition records, she couldn't help frowning and asked: "He is such a big noble...why is this? Passionate about adventure? Many of the 'adventures' here are obviously beyond the level of leisure and leisure, and it is no different from seeking death..."

"...He is from the generation close to the pioneers. The descendants of the pioneers at that time were deeply influenced by their fathers and grandparents," Gawain shook his head, "Many people firmly believe that mankind will one day return to Gondor. In the heyday of the era, and for the arrival of that day, they have to travel every inch of land on this continent to find a safe frontier for the human civilization at that time. I have never seen Modir's generation, But I can imagine what their offspring would look like based on my generation, and I can be sure that Mordir Wilder wasn't the only adventurer at the time - it was only the great nobles and extraordinary powerhouses like him. The ability to pass on your own notes to this day is nothing more than that.”

Amber blinked incomprehensibly, no longer a problem, and turned his eyes to the second half of Modier's notes, and next to her, Gawain's eyes were swept over some of the old pages. Words suddenly slowed down.

Amber noticed this immediately: "What did you see?"

"...I suspect that I have found something that arouses your adoptive father's interest..." Gawain quickly flipped through the following pages as he spoke, and glanced at the content inside. After several changes in his eyes, he slowly wrinkled. Brows raised.

"Then you read it to me," Amber saw that Gao Wen had not continued, and was a little anxious, "Hey, I definitely know that most of this content has something to do with my life experience, I'm mentally prepared, you tell me what……"

"In his later years, Modir Wilder explored the Shadow Realm and successfully established communication with the inhabitants of the Shadow Realm..." After a moment of thought, Gawain nodded and pointed to the words in the travel note——

The following is a handwritten record left by Modil Wilder:

"X month X day... After several unsuccessful attempts, I finally found a weak point in the real world, a natural shadow rift. This rift can be enlarged and stabilized by ritual, so that a human can Step into it fully and stay for a long time, instead of briefly traversing the shadow frontier like other shadow classes. I'm not sure if ancient Gondor wizards also used this method to open shadow doors , but this is the best way I can find...

"On the XXth day of the month, with all preparations, the rift opened, as stable as I thought, but slightly smaller than expected, but still enough. I decided to go through this door tonight when the shadow power is at its strongest. ,Wish me luck……

"... Opposite the door is a world that is even more desolate and weird than I imagined... Colorless, lifeless black and white and gray three colors constitute everything in this world... The things in the real world are projected in this space in a bizarre state. , the small town where I live is presented as a large stack of twisted building fragments, and the distant mountain seems to have become a constant wriggling black mist...

"This world is obviously not suitable for ordinary people to live in, and I don't see any value in resource extraction, but I still decided to go deeper. The good news is that except for the elemental imbalance, the magic here is still the same as the outside world, I More than 80% of the strength can be exerted here...

"X month X day... I met those creatures! They looked very similar to humans, dressed in weird runecloth-like clothes, like smoke bound to human shapes... They drifted from far away, I don't think I alerted them. I'm pretty sure it's the legendary shadow dwellers, the wise dwellers who live in the shadow world, and it is said that only a few masters who specialize in the ways of the shadows have seen these mysterious creatures by chance. , but even those masters have no record of successfully establishing communication with the shadow dwellers...

"I, Mordir Wilder, the most powerful human spellcaster in this realm - though not a shadowmage - intend to challenge me to try to establish communication with these mysterious creatures, who may be able to tell me this strange What secrets does this strange world hold...

"X month X day, never called.

"X month X day, never called.

"On the XXth day of the month, I was fully prepared, and even returned to the real world to perform some special rituals. I believe I have accumulated enough experience, including how to deal with their elusive and invisible body and their increasing numbers. I don't One more weakness.

"X month X day, never called.

"Mordir, Mordir! Look at your humiliating record! You are the most powerful human spellcaster in this country! How can you be chased by a group of eccentric enemies who can only whisper one after another?

"X month X day, never called.

"I think it should be smart.

"I'm not young anymore, I have to rely on strategy like an old mage of my age... If the method is right, those shadow residents may also be reasonable.

"I want to keep all my previous failures intact, and maybe I can give some warnings to future adventurers. Of course, this may damage my image, but as an adventurer, it is my duty to try the road. The embarrassing experience is also a valuable experience, and I cannot hide my failures.

"On the bright side, I'm getting older so I can take the records out of the rush and leave a last word for posterity to get it out so I don't hear the ridicule... maybe even Someone was struck by my sense of humor..."

Gawain had just glanced at it briefly, so he could still hold his expression at this time, but Amber next to him couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, and after a while he couldn't help but say, "This man has a big brain..."

Gawain: "He is one of Victoria's ancestors..."

Amber: "That's what Dazhi Ruoyu said..."

"It's just that he has a special personality," Gawain said solemnly and indifferently, pointing to the next words, "Let's continue, he has begun to try to approach those shadow residents in a special way."

Amber quickly shut up and moved her head closer—although she couldn't understand it, she still followed Gawain's fingers and looked down:

"...The shadow dwellers seem to be extremely repulsive of foreign uninvited guests. They see me as an intruder in the real world, so they refuse to communicate again and again, so what if I make myself look like a creature living in the shadow world?

"This idea is bold and feasible. I know some special rituals and potions - a large dose of shadow medicine may not be so friendly to the stomach, but maybe it will make the shadow dwellers more friendly to me, and a little stomach discomfort will be less. important...

"X month X day... I completed the ritual according to the above ideas, transformed myself into a form similar to a shadow creature, and took a sufficient amount of shadow medicine. I found an old friend who knows shadow magic, he said I'm 'just looking like a shadow' now, so I'm sure I'm safe.

"I decided to try to get in touch with the shadow dwellers tonight - then the shadow power in me will also reach its peak, and my disguise must be flawless.

"X month X day, never called.

"I came back with severe diarrhea.

"...(Old Gondor foul language) (Ansu foul language) (Northern foul language) (unsightly foul language)"

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