Chapter 939 Go to Tallond

After Hetty and Baldwin left, only Gawain and Duchess Victoria were left in the study. Amber was actually there at the beginning, but she disappeared the second after Gawain announced that the business was over. At this time She should have rushed to the nearest bar nearby. If she hadn't stepped on a mousetrap on the way, she would probably have been holding a beer and started stuttering.

Victoria returned to Gawain's desk, her eyes seemed a little curious: "Do you have any other orders?"

"Did you forget what I mentioned to you before?" Gawain smiled, got up and opened a small cabinet beside the desk, took out a sturdy and delicate wooden box, and handed the wooden box to Victoria, At the same time, the buckle on the lid was opened, "The property is returned to its original owner."

Victoria immediately guessed the contents of the box. She took a deep breath and lifted the lid solemnly. A thick book with a mottled and outdated cover and a slightly yellowed paper was lying quietly in the velvet backing. .

The ink on the book had long since dried, but the moment she opened the lid, Victoria still felt that she could faintly smell a scent of ink—it might be her illusion, or it might be a book repairer repairing the book. The smell of the potion used in this ancient book. There seemed to be some fluctuations on her frozen expressionless face, and a complex expression of emotion and joy appeared in her ice crystal-like eyes.

"This is... our family's long-lost travel journal..." she muttered softly as if to herself.

"This is the restored "Modir's Travels"," Gawain nodded. "It was originally put together by a crappy editor, and it was put together with several other fragments, but now it has been restored, There are only those precious notes left by Modir Wilder."

Having said this, he paused and added: "However, there is still something missing in this travelogue - after all, it is something from 600 years ago, and there may have been more than one owner changed in the middle, and some chapters have been lost. Now, I suspect it's at least a quarter of that, and it's unlikely to be found again, I hope you understand that."

"This is very rare, Your Majesty," Victoria said at once, with a rare excitement in her eyes, "this book has been lost for so long, I didn't even think it would be found in my generation--a great deal to our family. It means a lot, Your Majesty, the Wilder family will always remember your kindness!"

"Then I'll accept your thanks calmly," Gawain smiled, and then changed the conversation, "But when I hand this book back to you, I still have something to tell you - it's also about this travelogue. ."

"About this travelogue?" Victoria was a little curious, but she immediately became serious after noticing the seriousness in the other's eyes, "Of course, please tell me."

"There are parts of this book that should not be made public.

"Gao Wen said, and pointed to the travel journal in Victoria's hand, "You can see a bookmark inside - open the corresponding location, and the twenty-seven pages of content after that are the undisclosed parts. It describes a special adventure of Mordir Wilder, an adventure... in the vicinity of the dragon country. "

"Dragon Kingdom?!" Rao was Victoria's usual calmness, but at this time he couldn't help but exclaimed, "You mean Tallonde?!"

"Yes, Tallond, it's exactly where I plan to go this time," Gawain nodded, "Of course, my trip to Tallond this time is the same as that of Mordir Wilder's six hundred years ago. Adventure has nothing to do with it."

Victoria nodded, and then couldn't help but ask, "Why can't this part of the adventure record be made public?"

"Modir came into contact with some secrets in the northern seas during his adventure. Those secrets are taboo, and they are not only dangerous to the dragons, but also to humans. I have discussed this with the representatives sent by the dragons," Gao said. Wen explained patiently, "You should judge the specific content after you have read it yourself. All in all, I have reached an agreement with the Dragon Clan, promising that the corresponding chapters in the travel notes will not be spread to the public. Of course, you are Descendants of Modir Wilder, so you have the right to know and the right to inherit the knowledge left by Modir."

"Inherit, but don't spread it to the outside world, right?" Victoria is very smart. She has realized from Gawain's solemn attitude that what her ancestors left was not just a record of a bizarre adventure. This legendary hero in front of her is cautiously regarded as a "dangerous taboo", which is definitely worthy of everyone's careful treatment, so she did not feel inappropriate because Gawain and the dragons reached an agreement on "Modir's Travels" in advance, but very Nodding earnestly, "Don't worry, I will take your warning to heart."

"Very good," Gawain nodded slightly, "this time I went to Tallond, although personally, it was only due to the invitation of the Dragon God, but if I have the opportunity, I will also try to investigate what Modir had contacted back then. If the investigation yields something, I will tell you when I come back.”

"Thank you very much," Victoria said with a very sincere attitude, bowing her head, "but you still have to be very careful about your own safety - if it is really something that is very harmful to human beings, we would rather not touch its secrets."

Gao Wen hummed, saying that he would judge by himself. He did not explain to Victoria in detail the concepts of the Navigator, the Great Northern Tower, the Rebellion of the Ancients, etc., because he himself was not very sure about these things, and rashly throwing out unverified information can only be given to the other party. Caused even more confusion, as for himself... He went to Tallond this time to solve these confusions.

...

In the newly expanded Cathedral of Cecil City (the headquarters of the New Holy Light Church), the plain-style main hall has not yet been opened.

Several thick pillars support the large circular prayer hall. The high dome of the prayer hall is inlaid with the holy light emblem made of magic spar lamps. It is slowly surging, and a small, lightcast-like figure is flying quickly between these benches and pillars, looking happy.

Veronica, holding a platinum scepter, was standing in front of the sermon at the front of the hall, her eyes slightly closed and her head lowered, as if she was praying silently.

The extraordinarily tall Wright was standing on the pulpit in front of her. The patriarch was wearing a simple everyday white robe, his eyes were gentle and calm, and a faint radiance was slowly walking beside him, while behind him In the old church period, the place where the icons of gods were supposed to be placed was only a lens-like crystal shadow wall. The sunlight outside the church was refracted through a series of complex crystals, and finally filled into this crystal shadow wall. A faint glow illuminated the entire pulpit.

The New Holy Light Church no longer needs an exact god as an idol, and the sunlight introduced into the church through the lens represents the idea of ​​the new church - sunshine is one of the fairest things in this world, no matter the nobles and commoners, whether men or women Young and old, all those who live on this land can accept the sunshine, and no one has the right to deprive them of this right, just as no one can deprive everyone of the holy light in their hearts.

"It's rare to see you praying here," Wright lowered his head and looked at the "Virgin Princess" in front of him, "and also called me specifically."

In the eyes of outsiders, Veronica is a real "holy and pious person". From the old church period to the new church period, this holy princess showed a devout image and embraced the Holy Light. Always praying, always haunted by brilliance, it seems that faith has become a part of her life, but those who know the inside story know that all this is just a "personality" created by this ancient disobedient for herself.

She's supposed to be one of the most unbelieving people in the world, she's never followed the God of the Light, and in fact doesn't embrace the Light very much - the light that haunts her forever is just some kind of Gondorian age The technical means, and the piety she showed was to avoid the backlash of the Mind Seal and the God of Light—strictly speaking, it was also a technical means.

Therefore, in the absence of others and no need, Veronica will not do any prayers - this is only known to a few people such as Wright and Gawain.

"I will soon follow His Majesty to Tal Lund," Veronica ended her prayer and raised her eyes to look at the patriarch in front of her. "It's far from here."

"You don't look like someone who seeks guidance and comfort for this sort of thing," Wright said slowly. "Is there anything I can help with?"

Veronica looked at Wright quietly for a few seconds, then nodded lightly, and handed over the platinum scepter that never left her body: "I need you to keep it for me until I return with His Majesty."

"...This scepter?" Wright was obviously surprised, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "I thought you would take it to Tallond with you—you never leave this thing."

"...Tal Lund is too far away," Veronica said, "When I'm far from Loren, my control over the platinum scepter will be weakened, although theoretically the God of Light won't take the initiative to pay attention. Here, but we must be just in case. After this period of time we have reformed the doctrine and the various parishes, the separation of beliefs has begun to show initial results, and the 'bridge role' between God and man is no longer as dangerous as it used to be, but This scepter is still uncontrollable to ordinary people, and only you... can be completely immune to the influence of the Mind Seal and hold it safely for a long time."

Will the control of the platinum scepter weaken when away from the Loren continent?

Wright keenly noticed the key point in the other party's words, but he glanced at Veronica, and in the end he didn't ask any questions - this ancient disobedient hides many secrets, but unless she takes the initiative to reveal it, no one can do anything about it Let her speak up. In the final analysis, even the relationship between His Majesty and this disobedient is just a cooperative relationship, and it is even more difficult for others to ask the "His Royal Highness" the bottom line.

The Patriarch shook his head and reached out to take the scepter.

It was just a warm, heavy long staff, and Wright didn't feel anything from it other than the power of the holy light.

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to?" he asked.

Veronica nodded: "You don't have to hold it all the time, but make sure it is always within 100 meters of you, and when you let go of the scepter, no one else can touch it - otherwise' the bridge 'It will immediately point to new contacts, thus directing the gaze of the God of Light to the world. In addition, there is a very important point..."

Wright looked serious and listened carefully.

"Try not to use it as a weapon when leading young priests to exercise in the mountains. It is better to prepare a normal warhammer," Veronica said lightly. "This is an antique after all."

Wright: "...Frankly speaking, this thing is not easy to use as a weapon, it's a bit light."

Obviously, both of them are discussing this matter very seriously.

Then Wright raised his head, glanced at the sunlight shining into the church through the crystal, and said to Veronica: "It's getting late, the church is only closed for half a day today, and I'm going to prepare for the afternoon sermon. You still have to pray here. For a while? It's about half an hour before we leave here."

Veronica lowered her head slightly: "Go ahead, Patriarch, I still have some things to think about here."

Light nodded, turned and walked towards the exit of the prayer hall, and at the same time beckoned between the benches opposite the pulpit: "Go, Emily!"

A group of human-shaped brilliance stuck its head out from between the benches, responded with joy, got into the slightly undulating holy light behind Wright, and left the prayer hall with the patriarch.

In the huge hall, only Veronica was left standing quietly in front of the pulpit.

This "Princess Holy Light" closed her eyes slightly and lowered her head, facing the wooden pulpit like a devout believer. She didn't know what she was thinking. It wasn't until after ten minutes of silence that she slowly raised her head. Come.

The holy light that was always floating in those eyes seemed to be a little dimmer than usual.

The next moment, she murmured as if to herself in the prayer hall:

"Perform a Class II security split process.

"Memory and Personality Banks begin to perform remote synchronization...

"Prepare to go offline...

"We wish us the best of luck and look forward to the observations we bring from Tallond.

"Personality data backed up, Ophelia-cruising unit goes offline."

...

On the third day after the "burial of the gods", the goddess of magic, everything has been arranged.

On the courtyard square on the west side of Cecil Palace, Melita Purnia appeared in front of Gawain as promised.

Since this was not a formal diplomatic event and there was no arrangement for publicity, there were very few people who came to see him off. Except for the three grand consuls and the necessary guards at the scene, only a few government officials came to the square. senior officials of the Office.

"I thought a lot of people would come," Melita looked at Gawain in front of her with a smile on her face, "This is not like a guard of honor to see off the emperor."

"The guard of honor is for outsiders to see - there is no need for outsiders to make a big splash this time," Gawain said casually, and glanced at Melita who came alone, "Now I'm curious how we're going to get to Tallond. ...are you taking us?"

"I'm a full-time senior agent who is in contact with you. Of course, I'm in charge," Melita smiled slightly. "As for how to get there... Of course, fly over."

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