As soon as Yorko stepped out of the study, Nightingale appeared from behind.
"Who are Mrs Rosser and Miss Kingfisher? What are the stunts of fame?"
Uh, this is really a difficult question to answer, Roland walked to the window and pretended to sigh, in fact, to prevent the other party from seeing his expression, "It's just two women who met by chance, I don't meet them. I don't know their real names. The communication between nobles is like this, always wearing a fake mask, most of the time it is just a show, and they will be forgotten after they are separated."
"But he said the two miss you very much."
"Cough... Well, what they miss is not me, but my golden dragon, status and power. At that time, I was a prince after all. So after being sealed in Border Town, they lost contact with me - if it was real Miss, certainly not so indifferent?"
Nightingale could only tell the truth from falsehoods, but could not directly judge the truth of the matter, so Roland decided to use the trick of misdirection to save the country and eliminate Nightingale's doubts from the side. In addition, these bullshit incidents themselves have nothing to do with him, so there is no pressure in his heart, "As for the stunt of fame... This is more complicated. In short, Yorko can use his skills to win women's favor, just like him. The name "Magic Hand" is the same. I didn't know anything about these before, so I was naturally curious, but I don't need them now, do I? "
He turned his head and looked at Nightingale, but the latter suddenly turned his eyes away for some unknown reason, and a light blush appeared on his cheeks, "That's right."
Huh, that should be the pass. Roland let out a sigh of relief in his heart. Although Nightingale could have waited outside at first, firstly, it would hurt her trust, and secondly, if there was an accident, it would not be safe. After all, Sylvie is still checking the entire palace, and the gem list has not yet been found. It is better to be safe at this time.
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After dinner, Roland finally met the great explorer from the fjord, Thunder.
He was tightly wrapped, with a hood on his head, and a gauze around his neck. If Nightingale hadn't personally gone down to meet him and Margery, the guards would probably not have let him go.
After tiptoeing into the study, Lei Ting took off his coat and scarf, bowed to Roland and said, "I've heard your name from Margery and Her Royal Highness Tilly long ago, Your Majesty Roland Wimbledon, thank you Take care of lightning."
"I also want to thank you for taking care of Tilly," Roland looked at him with interest. "I heard that she received a lot of help from you after she moved to Sleepy Island."
Like Lightning, he has short blond hair unique to the people of the fjords, brown skin, a strong body, and a rather rough appearance, with dense sideburns and beard stubble, covering half of his cheeks and chin; He was full of energy, and at first glance, he looked like a person who has been wandering on the sea all the year round, completely different from the light and silent image when he first entered the room.
"It's just a little effort, she is more helpful to my expedition. Without the assistance of the witch, the current fleet's exploration limit is probably the Shadow Islands." Lei Ting smiled, "I naturally can't reach I have never set foot before. I have seen the existence of sea lines with my own eyes.”
"Sea line?" Roland asked curiously, "What is that?"
"A wall made of sea water can allow ships to climb over at will," Lei Ting recounted his experience in detail, "That's why I came to you."
And Roland was completely stunned after hearing this. The sea ignored gravity and formed a height difference like a ladder? And the ship can sail vertically upwards, as if walking on the ground when crossing? It's incredible! It was like a huge wave was set off in his heart. If the other party was not Thunder, not the most famous explorer, he would have a hard time believing this description.
This means that the gravity here is distorted, forming a unique gravitational field - but the principle of gravity itself is unclear, so Roland can't draw conclusions for a while. Thinking of the ubiquitous magic power in this world, he can only guess that the cause of the sea line may be related to magic power.
However, he faintly felt that the answer might be far more profound than he imagined.
The world looks very similar to the earth at first glance, so he immediately brought in the set of theories he had learned as scientific enlightenment and guidance - this is not surprising, if you open your eyes and see people, or there are carbon-based creatures, they will A rough judgment can be made immediately: the laws of matter here are basically the same as the previous universe.
This is not metaphysics. The existence of life can be traced back to the speed and direction of atomic spin, which is so precise that no machine in the world can be compared. The change of any constant will make life disintegrate, so there is a saying that "life is a flush of one hand, and once you wash it, there is nothing left".
He even speculated that maybe the previous world was also magical, but it lacked a terminal like a witch, so it had not been discovered by people.
"I heard that you can build a steam ship that doesn't need a sail, and the speed is faster than any sailboat," Lei Ting continued after Roland digested the news, "so I want you to build me such a ship. A big ship that can go against the current against the sea breeze. Money is not a problem, you can make an offer."
After a long time, Roland said, "This kind of thing is really not a problem with the Golden Dragon... Rest assured, I will calculate the price according to the cost, and invest in the best technology to build the ship."
"Your Majesty, no, you don't need to—"
"Listen, it's not your business anymore. Exploring the unknown of the world is as meaningful as changing the fate of mankind," he interrupted, "I will fully support your expedition, the only requirement is what If you find something new, remember to tell me immediately."
The follow-up detailed discussion continued for more than half an hour, but Roland had been having a hard time calming down. He probably noticed this, and Lei Ting got up and left after agreeing on the time for the next meeting. The prince has been sitting at the desk, his eyebrows are furrowed, and his mood is fluctuating.
"What's wrong?" Nightingale asked worriedly, "Your face is a little bad."
"Nothing..." Roland shook his head and sighed, "I just had some bad hunch."
"What is it?"
"Do you know elves?"
"Uh, are you saying that the luminous little individuals in the epic biographies are the things that descend from heaven that can bring nourishment and recovery to all things on the earth?"
"No, I'm talking about a creature with pointed ears, similar in size to humans, graceful, agile, long-lived, and generally prefers to live in forests."
Nightingale thought for a moment, "Never heard of it."
"I also saw it in a storybook," Roland recounted slowly, "this fictional species originally traveled all over the continent, but was pushed into the jungle bit by bit by the rising human beings and was on the verge of extinction. They Although they are smart, they are far less numerous than the huge latecomers. Facing a human race that is a hundred times more powerful than their own, the elves have no power to fight back, and they are trapped in the remote mountains, causing them to fall further and further behind, even technically. Humans overtake the past and end up as pets... What do you think?"
Before Nightingale could answer, he continued, "We are like elves now."
As a human being, Roland has been ignoring this point, and now he shudders when he thinks about it - compared to elves, humans are indeed a fertile race, but it does not mean that it will always be the most fertile among intelligent creatures. But now, human beings are the real minority, with an absolute disadvantage in numbers, trapped in a corner of the continent by the devil, and ignorant of the outside world.
This is also the reason why he is determined to fully support Lei Ting to explore new sea areas. If he can't take a longer perspective, and if he can't actively understand his own situation in the world, he can only be eliminated like an elves.
The two battles of divine will have taken nearly a thousand years, and I hope it will be too late, he thought.