Due to the special tradition of the silver elves, about one-third of them will choose to travel outside their hometown to increase their knowledge and learn knowledge after they become adults. Most of the elves will not travel beyond the Gaoling Kingdom in the south , but for challenge-loving, curious (and desperately in need of hair restorer) elves, the only way to prove that life is worth living (or that hair loss really isn't) is by traveling across the continent.
And those monitoring stations set up around the magnificent wall are not only the maintenance and monitoring center of the Sentinel Tower, but also an important base for the elves traveling on the mainland to contact their homeland.
Walking on the streets of the town, looking at the familiar buildings in his hometown around him, seeing the faces of compatriots coming and going, and hearing the friendly elf language that seems to have a certain rhythm, Soldering felt a little bit Feeling: This is the second hometown established in the northeast of the mainland by wanderers who have been away from home for many years. All the elves gathered here are people who have lived in human society for many years. As long as you listen carefully, you will be able to Hear the vicissitudes of travel experience in the accents of these elves who are far away from their hometown—at least half of the elves have a Northeast accent (Note)...
Note: Northeast refers to the northeast of the mainland.
"I've almost forgotten the tone of the pure elf language." Solderin shook his head with a smile, and said to Berna beside him.
"Your accent is still very pure now," Bernardo blinked, and then asked curiously, "What were you talking about with the guard just now? I think it took you a long time to pass the inspection..."
"It's nothing, just talking about the situation. After all, this place is very close to the border of Anzu and Typhon," Soldering replied casually, "It's you, what's wrong with your badge?"
"It seems that the activation structure is broken. It should be broken by the magic trap inside when I explored a ruin last time." Bernard scratched her hair. "But fortunately, the guards didn't make things difficult for me."
Soldering nodded, and raised his finger to a certain building ahead: "I'm going to the 'Messenger Hall' first, to contact my friends in my hometown, how about you?"
"I'm going too!" Berna nodded immediately, "I haven't been in touch with my friends for a long time, especially my mentor—I don't know if she has paid off her gambling debt."
The corner of Solderin's mouth twitched suddenly—that druid sage in the Moon Valley really didn't want to keep him at the end of the year. It seems that Master Xin's early festival has not been kept...
The Messenger Hall is located in the center of the town. It is a beautiful white building with a typical silver elf style: the hall is oval in shape as a whole, with layers of white roofs like petals and three light veins. The light alloy outer beams extend along the curved roof and converge at one end of the hall - where the light alloy outer beams converge to form a long bridge, which leads to the base of the communication tower not far from the hall , the two buildings are connected as one.
The Messenger Hall is an accessory building of the Communication Tower. Its function is to allow the traveling elves to contact their hometowns and report what they have seen and heard in other places. The elves send messages here, and the information is amplified and broadcast by the Communication Tower. It was sent to the Sentinel Tower, and finally sent back to the Silver Empire, where it was received and processed by the giant sky fortress "Temple of Stars" floating above the Silver Empire.
In the Silver Empire, there is a special department responsible for handling magical communication from all over the continent. This department called "Windtalker" is located in the center of the Temple of Stars. The information is transmitted to the royal court, and ordinary communications are forwarded to the broadcasting device of the Temple of Stars. Through the powerful antenna that comes with the Temple of Stars, all the elves in the entire Silver Empire can receive greetings from relatives and friends from far away in the mainland at any time. .
Solderin and Berna entered the messenger hall together.
The cold northern air is blocked by the invisible curtain at the entrance of the hall, and the whole hall is warm and pleasant.
In the center of the hall, you can see more than a dozen pillars that look like thick tree trunks. There are rune metal devices extending around each pillar. Those are "terminals" for conventional communication, and the circle around the hall can See a lot of neatly lined up small doors, those are "private rooms" for an extra fee - elves who want to maintain privacy or pass sensitive information can choose to pay an extra fee to rent those rooms, but the price is not cheap.
In the northern region where elves are rarely seen, people have a wrong impression of the silver elves. They always think that this race that lives in the forest, is close to nature, and has a long life and elegance is non-human. They think that they eat wind and drink dew. I don't know business and don't understand human relationships, but that's not the case.
Silver elves still need to trade and do business, and they still understand the power of economy and money, but they have a long life span, which leads to some misunderstandings about their views and behaviors on money—someone borrows money from silver elves and never repays it for life He was not called on for debts, so others thought that the silver elves didn't understand the value of money, but they didn't know that after a hundred years, the silver elves who came to ask for debts would blow the heads of the debtor's children and grandchildren if the latter planned to renege on the debt.
Instead of going to the free communication terminals, Soldering went directly to the reception desk in the lobby, took out a few silver coins and put them in front of the manager: "I need a room."
These silver coins were not the new currency minted by Cecil, but the coins of the Typhon Empire. In order to avoid trouble, Soldering exchanged all the coins when he set off.
"I want a room too!" Berna's voice came from the side.
Soldering looked back, and saw that lively elf girl showing a smirk at him.
Solderin frowned: He opened the room because the matter involved confidentiality. Did this carefree-looking girl also come to report confidentiality
But he didn't ask any more questions, but after getting the magic badge to activate the room, he said goodbye to Berna and left the counter.
Solderin entered the private room that he had rented for money, and confirmed that the magic mechanism on the door was automatically locked, and the magic barrier that blocked the sound was also functioning normally, then turned around and went to the magic device at the end of the small room, and pressed his hand In the groove at the top of the silver-white metal pillar.
The ancient and mysterious elf runes emerged from the surface of the magic metal, and Solderin heard a slight noise from the bottom of the device. After a while, the communication was connected, and a dense mist of light appeared on the top of the magic device. The blurry figure gradually became clear in the light and mist.
A silver elf with a sweet smile waved to Solderin: "Windtalker 0287, hello, sister who is traveling far away."
"Hey, I'm a man," Soldrin coughed lightly, "High Ranger Soldrin Frostleaf."
The image in the fog seemed to freeze for a moment.
Probably a network card.
"Hello, brother traveling far away," the Windtalker in the light mist moved again, but this time her smile seemed a little stiff, "Do you need to contact your family? Or do you want to report what you have seen outside? "
"Report some information first," Soldering said with a serious expression. As a high-level ranger, he must be different from ordinary elves traveling abroad. The duty of conveying important information, "It is urgent, important, and needs to be transferred to the royal court."
The receptionist lady on the opposite side has verified Soldering's identity, and immediately became serious: "It has been transferred to a confidential line—please tell me, respected high-ranking ranger."
"First of all, it is about the Great Wall—recently, there have been at least three incidents of aberrations breaking through the blockade in the northern part of the Great Wall, two of which hit the Ansu border, and one hit the Typhon border. I personally experienced one of them...
"I suspect that there is something wrong with the northern Sentinel Tower, but the monitoring station doesn't seem to find anything abnormal...
"I hope the royal court can start an investigation."
Solderin first reported the abnormality of the Great Wall. He could see that the receptionist of the Windtalker on the opposite side was very nervous and attached great importance to the information, and the other party's reaction confirmed one of his previous conjectures:
Sure enough, the Silver Empire did not find any problems with the barrier.
"The second thing I want to say is also very important," Soldering continued after finishing the report on the magnificent wall, "one of the leaders of the human northern pioneers seven hundred years ago, Gawain Se Syl, you should know, right?"
"Yes, there are many people who know him."
"He was resurrected a while ago." Soldering said seriously.
The image in the fog seemed to freeze again.
Probably the network is stuck again.
"There is indeed a precedent of resurrection from the dead in the world." After a while, the image of Windtalker 0287 became active again, "However, there is no example of resurrection after death for 700 years. Is this information true? Or? … related to the resurrection of the undead?"
"I have personally contacted him. He was indeed resurrected," Soldering said seriously, "and the reason for his resurrection has nothing to do with necromancy. It was awakened by a half-breed elf with silver elf blood."
"Half-blood elf? Is it a hidden druid sage?"
"No, it was a thief who pried Gawain's coffin while digging the Cecil family's ancestral grave and woke him up," Soldering sighed. "I know it's hard to believe, but it's true."
The image in the fog of light seemed to freeze again.
Soldering thought about it carefully, and felt... probably the receptionist lady was stuck.
At the same time, in another room, Berna had already placed her hand on the console of the communication device.
It's just that she didn't activate the device directly, but took out a small magic item from her bosom with her other hand, and placed it on the surface of the communication device.
It was an exquisite golden disc, shaped like a pocket watch. After Berna injected magic power into it, the disc bounced open a gap with a "snap", and several slender tentacles with metallic luster came out of the gap. Drilled out, deftly looking for his target.
Two of the metal tentacles wrapped around Berna's fingers, and the other metal tentacles penetrated into the seams of the magic device.
The elf runes on the surface of the magic device began to flicker violently, but after a few seconds, everything returned to calm.
Berna smiled, the innocent and lively expression had long since disappeared from her face, replaced by a strange charm and laziness, she poured magic power into the magic device, and called out with a deep and hoarse voice :
"How is the scenery of the imperial wasteland?"
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