Chapter 1204： direction

The mausoleum of the Duke of the North, Modil Wilde, is just a cloak, and there is no ancestor's remains. This is indeed as Victoria said, it is not a strictly guarded secret, but it is not a matter of openness. .

No one is so boring (and stupid) to just talk about the ancestral tomb of one of the four dukes, and people will not pay attention to this kind of thing that is destined to have little to do with ordinary people’s lives, whether in the old Anzu era or In the new imperial era, there are always countless secrets and legends hidden in the thick curtain of the upper echelons of the royal family and big families.

But Amber is obviously not one of the "ordinary people" who are indifferent to such things. After hearing Victoria's reply, she did not answer the other party's further questions immediately, but stroked her chin thoughtfully: "Sure enough It's a cloak..."

Victoria glanced at Amber quietly: "It seems you have investigated."

"Um... just understand a little bit," Amber waved his hand suddenly, a little nervously, "You know, what my duty is... There are rumors that Archduke Modil Wilde, who was six hundred years ago, failed to be in the family. He was buried in the cemetery. In the last adventure of his life, he stayed away from Ansu, and since then disappeared into the depths of the vast world... But I have only heard of this rumor. You know, do intelligence work, it's not exact The news of "should only be used as a reference. Your Majesty asked me to confirm this with you. I still have to confirm with you..."

Victoria didn't care what was chanting behind Amber. She just had the same cold expression as before, and slowly said after the other party's voice fell: "The rumors are true-the family ancestor Modil did not stay in Winterhold. Rest in the catacombs. According to family records, he took the last adventure in his life when he was seventy years old and disappeared in that adventure. The great adventurer finally traveled far away on the road of adventure. As a nobleman, he There is a lot of controversy, but as a member of the Wilde family, we are proud of his many achievements in the adventure."

"Is it missing... In this way, the'adventurer Modil' who emerged from Tarrond is even more'highly suspicious'," Amber said softly as if talking to himself, coordinating the information Occupational diseases at work gradually broke out, so she finally ignored Victoria's cold and oppressive aura, and subconsciously asked, "Then where was his last adventure? Any clues?"

"There is no clear record-every adventure of Modil Wilde is his own plan, and he is a person who never follows the steps," Victoria shook his head slightly, "only when he took the risk After returning, people can sort out where he went and what he did from the notes he brought back, and his last adventure... did not return.

"Of course, after his disappearance, the Wilde family and the Anzu royal family have also made great efforts to find clues, and there are some gains. According to family records, the last sighting record of Modil Wilde’s last adventure It was near the border between Moss Woods and Old Ansu. A traveler saw him continuing to move north."

"Northern...From the moss woods to the north, there are only the northern city-states and the icy coastline...It was unlikely that he would go to Tarrond again in those days, and there was no corresponding record on the dragon side. Amber whispered while thinking, her eyes drifted involuntarily to the large map hanging on the wall opposite the office. Her gaze was originally only habitually swept across the continent of Loren, but before she retracted her gaze. , She suddenly noticed a country that rarely appeared in the eyes of Loren before, but recently came into her sight frequently due to work focus issues.

From the moss forest to the north, there are not only the northern city-states and Tarrond across the sea, but also the hermit kingdom surrounded by the northern ocean, and the mysterious giant island ruled by the wizards-the violet kingdom.

"Violet..." Amber muttered to herself subconsciously, "Is it possible that there is still a connection with there..."

"It looks like you have thought of something," Victoria's voice came from across from the magic net terminal, interrupting Amber's self-talk, "I heard you mentioned Violet."

"Do you think it's possible... Six hundred years ago, Modil Wilde went to the Violet Kingdom?" Amber raised his head and looked at the Great Duke of the North with a serious face-when this shame of all things became serious After that, even Victoria felt a touch of shock, "And what happened there that gave him the'unusual' he is now?"

"Reason," Victoria stared at this side blankly, "As an intelligence director, you should not have made such a guess."

"Of course there is a reason," Amber straightened. "First of all, the Violet Kingdom is the country of wizards. One of the holy places that all wizards have the most yearning for is that place, and Modil Wilde is a wizard—regardless of him. What about the various auras on his body, his status as a'mage' is always correct;

"Secondly, Modil Wilde is an adventurer. The mysterious and unknown realm has a fatal attraction to him. Apart from Talrond, there is no place in this world that has more secrets than the Violet Kingdom. For Modil, who has traveled all over the known world, there is almost the "last piece of the puzzle in the world" in his perception. As a great adventurer, he has no reason not to go there.

"Secondly, in order to keep its own secrets, the Violet Kingdom is good at using unimaginable amnestics. This may point to the amnesia symptoms shown by the great adventurer of Tarrond-he may have tried to resist imposing The'memory cleansing' on his body, on the contrary, caused his memory and consciousness to be messed up..."

Speaking of this, Kohaku paused deliberately, making his expression more serious: "Finally, the most important reason-intuition, my intuition makes me look at the Violet Kingdom. You know, I am the Goddess of Shadow God’s choice, don’t you believe in the intuition of God’s choice..."

Victoria did not speak when Amber started to list reasons. Her expression was indifferent and indifferent, but deep in her eyes there was an expression of listening carefully. It was not until Amber's voice fell that she said in a deep voice: "Your three reasons are all tenable. ...I was persuaded by you, and maybe I can add a fourth reason for you."

"I'm talking about four reasons..." Amber couldn't help muttering, but the seriousness of the Duke Victoria instantly caused her to swallow the muttering in her throat back into her bronchus. "The fourth What is the reason?"

"The foreign travel scholars and the apprentice selection system of the Violet Kingdom, their attention and influence on the magic system of the Loren continent-all began about 600 years ago," Victoria said in a deep voice, as if condensing the northern millennium in her words Frozen ice, "Almost the same period as Modil Wilde's disappearance."

Amber was stunned, then opened his mouth after a while: "...ahhh..."

"Now, it should be your turn to answer my question, Miss Amber." Victoria quietly stared at Amber for a few seconds, and said in a cold voice, "I want to know more about the one who appeared in Talrond.' The adventurer’s information will help me to further compare the information in the family records."

"Oh, of course," Amber Ji Ling suddenly woke up, and quickly nodded, "First of all, this matter should start from the adventurer who suspected your ancestor who bought a ferry ticket in Beigang..."

……

In the incubation room, two hungry wyrmlings finally waited for their first meal in their dragon life. Under Betty’s command, the strong attendants brought two large pots of freshly cut meat and Two cans of clean water (by the way, I also brought a lot of soft bedding enough for the wyvern to be a temporary nest), and the serious conversation between Gawain, Melita and Enya was temporarily interrupted, and the cheerful wyvern attracted the room. The eyes of everyone in

The two little guys whose scales had not fully grown and hardened smelled the food and threw down the eggshells that had been playing for a long time, and almost rushed to the wooden basin with fresh meat. Gawain I was surprised to see the cubs of the tribe at the apex of the mortal race pounce on two pots of raw meat, and then they were even more surprised to see them pick up the meat slices with swift movements and threw them directly into the air-the little whelp raised its neck, bright red The flames spewed from their throats, and the meat slices were quickly roasted to half-cooked in the high temperature, and then fell into the gobbled young dragon's mouth.

Sometimes when encountering relatively large pieces of meat, it is difficult to cook them evenly with one breath. They will even throw them into the sky several times, tumbling and roasting the meat...

The feeding process of the Whelpling is obviously much more elaborate and complicated than Gawain imagined.

"This is really... an eye-opener," Gavin finally couldn't help but muttered after looking at the side dumbfounded for a long time, "They even knew that the meat was going to be cooked and eaten..."

"For humans who cannot start a fire by instinct, cooking food before eating is a complex and high-end way of eating. It is an important step in the history of civilization, but for dragons who are born to create high-temperature flames, roasting food Being familiar is just an instinctive action, even a part of your human'chewing' action," Enya's soft and slightly smiling voice came from the eggshell, explaining patiently, "This is the process of biological evolution." The difference brought by physical talent."

"...This is really reasonable." Gawain stunned, and muttered in a low voice. At the same time, he felt a little emotional: a former **** is here to do science with him, guiding him to use scientific thinking to explain behind the extraordinary creatures. How does this feel weird...

"They should ask for more food after eating the meat, but don't continue to feed it. The next meal will have to wait at least four hours later," while Gawain muttered, Enya's voice sounded from the side. "These foods are just right. Whelplings can't control their own appetite during the first week of their lives. If they feed too much, they will spoil themselves. But you can feed more water, it doesn't matter.

"You won’t be hungry, will you?" Melita said with some worry, "I heard that cubs are very hungry, can they really eat?"

"Don't worry, the hungry ones are not bad--unless they are so hungry that they start trying to eat their eggshells, you don't have to worry about their nutrition being unable to keep up," Enya explained with a smile, "By the way, the eggshells must be kept. Keep it at least until the wyrmlings are one year old. During this time, the eggshell is their best toy and tooth grinding tool, and it is also a prop for them to sleep at ease. They will choose the larger eggshell fragments as pillows.

"But the skin and scales of the wyrmlings are still very fragile. Be careful of the sharper eggshell fragments from scratching them. Polishing the unsuitable eggshells for them is an important step in caring for the wyrmlings."

Gao Wen listened and nodded repeatedly: "Oh, don't worry, I will arrange someone..."

"I meant it for Merita," Enya interrupted before Gao Wen finished speaking. Her attention was focused on Merita. "It's a novice to help the young dragon polish the eggshells and settle in to sleep. Mother’s responsibility, in the older ages, this is a skill that the dragons who hatched eggs must master in the ancient method-and after seeing the adult individuals helping themselves to polish the eggshells, the young dragons will also trust and rely on you more. .

"Remember to save a few pieces of eggshells and let Noretta polish them, otherwise the Whelpling will not recognize her as'another mother'."

Merita nodded repeatedly as she listened, and finally couldn’t help but sigh, “Is it such a learned thing to take care of young dragons... I didn’t know before...

Gao Wen also listened to the side with a look of emotion, feeling that he had added countless useless knowledge in this short time-but if I have to say, if these knowledge of caring for young dragons is put in some enthusiasm for research Among the scholars of the dragon studies is also invaluable. After all, in the era of the dragon’s seclusion and independence, they could rely on random fabrications and mutual praise to develop this knowledge into seventeen or eight schools. Now he has heard this knowledge. But it was the truth from the Dragon God...

Don’t say anything else, this is at least more reliable than things like "The Outline of Slaying the Dragon".

Some unmarginal thoughts flashed in Gawain's mind, and at the same time, Enya was slightly relieved after seeing that the young dragon was able to eat smoothly, and her attention returned to the things she had talked about.

"According to the state of Modil Wilde described by you... he does show some kind of undead-like qualities."

Merita spoke subconsciously: "But Chief Herragor has confirmed that Modil is indeed a big living person..."

Enya interrupted her with a faint smile: "The body is alive, what about the soul?"

Merita instantly calmed down, and opened her eyes slightly with Gawain.

"The soul has no difference between life and death, but it will enter the stage of life and death. For the mortal race, it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye-but it is not completely indistinguishable. Herragor probably didn't take it seriously enough. ," Enya said slowly, "Mudil Wilde is probably indeed a living person, but that doesn't mean that he has not'dead once' or'dead halfway'..."

Merita was sluggish for a long time, and finally took a breath and whispered: "President Andal did say that they guessed that Modil Wilde is in a state of ‘immortality’..."

"This requires you to send someone to confirm it personally, at least to confirm his identity," Enya said, "eyes" seem to have fallen on Gawain, "I can't return to Tarrond now, and it's not convenient to go with other dragons. Contact, you still have to do this."