Chapter 1030： Far traveler

The ironman technology of the Gondor Empire-Gawain doesn’t know much about this. Although he has the memory of inheriting from Gawain Cecil, even Gawain Cecil was only born. The lowest knight apprentices in the border area of ​​Gondor are nothing more. Their limited knowledge comes from a few rural teachers, and this level of education obviously does not involve much about "iron man technology".

According to Gawain’s own understanding, this technology is strong artificial intelligence + bionic robots. It is a cutting-edge technology whether on earth or in this world.

But in his limited cognition, at least one thing is certain: all iron men have belonged to the "iron men corps" since the day they left the production line, regardless of whether they were sent to various legions in the mainland or to a certain border At this post, the iron men couldn't leave this "corps", and the related logic was written into the bottom layer of their mental core. By their own ability... it was definitely impossible to change.

As a former member of the Gondor royal family, Veronica/Ophelia obviously knew this too.

Therefore, after seeing an "Iron Man Soldier" who claimed to have left the Iron Man Corps, she couldn't help being surprised: "Leaving the Iron Man Corps? How did you do it?"

Diana shook her head: "I don't remember. My memory device failed. After repairing it, I lost a lot of content. I only know that I have indeed left the Corps. I have a clear understanding of this in the core of my mind. "

Veronica looked serious. She took a few glances at this iron man soldier who had been active in the human world for hundreds of years for some reason, and her tone was as gentle as ever: "So, are you serving the Typhon royal family now?"

"Yes," Diana nodded slightly. "They took in and repaired me. I swear to serve for his family."

"Thanksgiving... normal iron men don't seem to make this kind of logical judgment, but it doesn't matter," Veronica shook her head slightly, "Do you mind if I ask you more questions?"

Diana glanced at Veronica, and after a little thought she nodded: "As long as I don't violate the oath I made to the Augustus family, and at the same time, it doesn't violate my mental logic."

"It's just some past events that have nothing to do with this era..." Veronica said gently, "Do you remember where and what work you originally did?"

Diana recalled briefly and nodded: "I used to be one of the guards of the Wiplanton Observatory, responsible for the safety of Sir Scott Planting and Mr. Alphonse Hall."

"Then do you remember the eruption of the magic wave? Were you still in the observatory at the time?"

"...This memory is partially missing, but it can be restored in general," Diana hesitated a little this time, but then nodded. "I confirmed that I worked at the observatory until the last moment before the eruption of the magic wave, but it was specific at that time. There is no impression of the situation."

Veronica thought for a while, then asked, "What about after that? What do you remember?"

"After that, my memory was blank. After my consciousness was back online, I had come to a country re-established by the remnants of Gondor. At that time, it was still called the'Tiphon Kingdom'," Diana replied, "I was Their court scholars and mages recovered. According to them, I fell on the edge of the magnificent wall and my body was severely damaged. They took me to Orlandale as a research sample. It took nearly 30 years to rebuild me. Wake up... It was 47 years since Typhon."

"They spent 30 years repairing you?" Gawain, who had been quietly listening to the side without interrupting, finally couldn't help but speak, "And it was 47 years since Typhon... That is to say, you have been from After the demonic wave broke out, it has been wandering for more than ten years before being discovered by humans near the magnificent wall?"

"Calculated from time, it is true," Diana said calmly, "but I can't be sure whether I wandered in the wasteland or moved'outside the wall' near the wasteland for more than ten years. This part of my memory is completely missing. "

"...In the Demon Tide, almost all the unprotected Iron Man soldiers were destroyed by the impact, so you should be active outside the wall, but there is no absolute thing in the world, and your mental core state is a bit weird. This may indicate that you were back then. Fortunately,'alive' withstood the impact of the Demon Tide," Veronica said thoughtfully, "Anyway, you have lost the memory from the time the Demon Tide erupted to when you entered the human kingdom...really Don't you have any impression?"

Diana showed a very humane look of thinking and trouble. Although this look changed slightly, it still made people have to marvel that there was almost no difference between her and the real person. Then she shook her head: "I only remember a very brief and vague impression-Sir Scott Planting ordered me to go northeast, but I don't remember anything else."

The jazz's name appeared for the second time, and Amber couldn't help but ask: "Who is that Sir Scott Planting?"

It was not Diana who answered her, but Veronica, holding a platinum scepter on the side. This ancient rebel apparently knew better than Gawain about the upper echelons of the Gugondor Empire: "He was the Verpland Observatory at the time. Managers."

"Then obviously, when the Demon Tide broke out, the director of the Verpland Observatory ordered her bodyguard to evacuate and run to the safe area, and then this lady did so, but she may not run as fast as the Demon Tide. Shang did not act with the fleeing troops at the time, so most of them were caught up by the demonic tide. After being damaged, they wandered between the wasteland and the human kingdom for more than ten years, until they were finally discovered by the Typhons at the time. Then I was repaired for 30 years. After repairing, I can move, but I have lost most of my memory... Basically it should be this process." Amber pinched his chin, and his two pointed ears trembled. His analytical head was correct, but Then she scratched her hair and looked at Gawain, "By the way, where is the Wiplanton Observatory?"

"Near the northern border of Gugangduo, near the magic burn mark," Gao Wen flipped through the map in his mind, watching Diana casually said, "If you go from there to the northeast, as long as there is no big deviation in the direction, it should be When encountering the eastern end of the Dark Mountain Range, the Black Forest has not spread there yet, so you have the opportunity to climb over the mountains and directly into the northern part of the Shadow Swamp... That is indeed in Typhon. A difficult journey, I should congratulate You can complete it safely."

Diana lowered her head slightly to Gao Wen: "Thank you for your compliment."

"It's not a compliment," Gawain waved his hand, and then gave Diana a curious look. "So... have you said these things to Rosetta Augustus?"

"Excuse me for nothing to comment." The black-haired maid said calmly but firmly.

"...It seems that as long as it involves your master, you will not talk to strangers casually," Gao Wen is not surprised at this, "but I guess he must know, and he must know more than we know— —Hundreds of years, the Augustus family should have inquired everything they can inquire."

Diana still maintains that kind of indifferent expression, neither affirmative nor negative, not even a tacit consent-only at this time, she reflects the "trait" that is different from the real person, covering it there On the face with the bionic skin and the steel and polymer inside, nothing can be revealed.

Later, Veronica and Gawain asked a few more questions, and Diana answered some of them without violating the principle. Seeing Veronica’s "face", this lady’s attitude has actually been Quite cooperative, but after all, she did not reveal any valuable information.

After all the questions and answers came to an end, Diana's gaze swept between Gawain, Veronica and Amber, and asked with sufficient patience: "Then, can I leave? Or do you plan to take it apart? Tell me to get more information?"

"Ah, of course not," Gawain was taken aback, and quickly waved his hand. Then he couldn't help but fell into a short hesitation, but after a quick weighing, he nodded, "You can leave now, Diana Ms."

"Then, thank you for your care during this period of time." The black-haired maid leaned slightly and raised her skirt again to salute. Then she deliberately bent over to pay tribute to Veronica next to her, and then took a half step back. The figure gradually disappeared into the air.

Waiting for a few seconds after the other person’s figure and breath disappeared, Humber suddenly looked at Gawain: “Really let her go like this? If you want to regret it, I can stop it-she left on the edge of the shadow world I can trace the more obvious traces."

To be honest, Gawain really has a little entanglement in his heart. After all, such a special Gondor Iron Man who may have hidden countless secrets left under his nose. The experience behind the other party is really unbearable and curious. After struggling, he still shook his head: "We can't detain the messenger sent by Typhon for no reason - especially such a special'messenger'."

Diana does have a lot of secrets, but Gawain thought about it carefully. These secrets do not seem to involve the core interests of Typhon or Cecil. At this stage, they can only be used to satisfy his own curiosity. In terms of value, it is not worthwhile to threaten the extremely fragile and dangerous balance of the two countries in order to unearth these secrets.

The future is long.

He felt that this wouldn't be the last time he had dealt with that "Gondola".

"Actually, I'm still a little worried that the Typhonians will know from her some...sensitive information on our side," Amber obviously has more concerns. The half-elf who is usually carefree is still quite sensitive in intelligence. "For example, Veronica just said her identity, just letting people go, wouldn't it be a bit...sloppy?"

"Why didn't I know you were so alert?" Gawain glanced at Amber unexpectedly, then smiled and shook his head before the other jumped up, "Being alert is a good thing, and Veronica's identity is indeed somewhat Special, but... what kind of threat do you think this information will pose to Cecil when it reaches Rosetta's ears?"

Amber froze for a moment, subconsciously squeezed his chin, and muttered as he thought about it: "There seems to be no clear threat... Rosetta can't make any specific actions against this information... But it is important information after all. People like Rosetta will seize and make good use of all valuable information."

"Yes, he will probably think about these things," Gawain said slowly, "but it doesn't matter. In a sense, I don't mind that he knows more about the rebels, including ours. Some of his'little secrets'...If he can think more about these little secrets, and even suffer from insomnia for a few nights, that would be great."

Amber blinked, stared at Gawain for a long time, and finally muttered: "I'm afraid it's not calculating again..."

Gawain didn’t seem to hear Amber’s murmur. He noticed that Veronica was a little distracted from just now, and this is a very rare situation in the other party, so he couldn’t help asking, “What’s wrong? You’re still thinking. The "Diana" thing?"

"Nothing," Veronica shook her head, "I do think about her, but it doesn't matter."

As she said, she slowly raised her head and glanced into the distance, then retracted her gaze and said to Gao Wen: "Please allow me to retire-I have been'watching' for too long and I am a little tired."

"Of course," Gawain agreed immediately, "Thanks for your hard work, go and rest."

Watching the "saint princess" leave the courtyard, Gao Wen exhaled slightly, while thinking of a detail just now:

When Veronica looked into the distance, she didn't seem to be looking at Winterhold—the place Diana had returned in theory—but in the direction of the Gondor Wasteland.

This made him think a little, but soon he shook his head and temporarily put the matter aside: he had other things to do.

Gao Wen raised his right hand and his eyes fell on a silver ring on his finger.

He recalled the trip to Tarrond not long ago, and recalled the last conversation with the dragon **** Enya—that conversation ended with the sudden change of situation in the Loren continent and ended with the abnormal change of the God of War.

Now, this divine plague that has fallen on mortals is finally over, the battle on the Winterhold defense line has been settled, maybe I should contact those giant dragons, they may also be watching the situation of this divine plague. .

Gao Wen curled up his fingers and gently rubbed the surface of the Mithril Ring.

The subtle magic power flows in this light and delicate magic device, communicating with the distant Tarrond, but...

No response.

...

North of the Loren continent, the towering mountains of the Holy Dragon Principality.

The cold wind whizzed through the mountains, and the snow blown down from the top of Longyue Cliff whirled in the wind, passing through the huge stone buildings lined up on the high mountains, and then rolled onto the thick and simple exterior of Longlin Fort. The wall, and was blocked by those flaming braziers and invisible dragon language magic.

Grand Duke Balogr Knell stood on a circular platform at the highest point of Longlin Fort. He lifted the protective barriers around the platform, letting the howling cold wind stir up his gray hair and heavy cloak.

His eyes pierced through the wind and snow, looking towards the direction of the northern sea.

Omega's voice was screaming in his brain, but as a special "distanced person", he still kept his flesh and blood brain thinking until this moment, and did not respond to Omega's call.

But even so, he should "go home".