After hesitating for a moment, Frank sighed, "Yes, Magdal actually discovered it by my grandfather."
"What?" Brando was taken aback. He originally thought Magdal might be from the generation of the current Patriarch Antobreau, but he didn't expect that she was from the same era as the Marshal in front of him.
He heard the sound of footsteps in his ears at the same time.
"You guessed it right, Bran, I grew up with Magdahl," Frank smiled bitterly. "At that time, few people knew the secret behind Magdahl, including me. I just thought she was my sister."
"Until something happened..."
Frank slowly told the story that happened nearly a hundred years ago.
About four generations ago, the Duke of Antobro discovered Magdal in a special experience. Realizing that this girl was extraordinary, he brought Magdal back to the Principality and told a few people about her life experience. , And strictly ordered these people to keep secrets.
These people included Frank's father, and the little girl was appointed to him and became his daughter.
As Frank described it, he took out something from his arms. Brando saw that it was a palm-sized rusty iron piece, which seemed to be painted on it. As the old marshal said, he was very affectionate. Rubbing the piece of iron.
He looked at the piece of iron carefully before handing it over: "We confirmed that Magdal is an ancient citizen. It is because of this thing that I should have left it to my ineffective son, but at the beginning Going too hastily, I was worried that keeping this thing would cause trouble for Magdal, so I took it with me."
Brando took the iron piece, glanced twice, and frowned.
To be precise, this is an ordinary piece of iron. It is very thin, about a few millimeters thick, and it is a bit curved, and it is covered with a layer of red rust.
But the rusty stains cannot conceal the paint sprayed on it. It is a layer of blue paint, and there is a white frame with a line of small characters engraved with convex letters on it:
"Uim sotz rubtoz lames X00432408_aii RTU 433—wd1044, stemb, 25th."
No matter how to look at it over and over, it seems that there is nothing unusual besides that, but Brando understands that this thing shouldn't exist in this world.
It is a production nameplate.
He couldn't be more familiar with the above words, at least the ancient words from a few eras ago. After seeing a lot, he has gradually learned how to read this kind of words.
Although he couldn't understand it word by word, he could at least roughly understand the meaning on this nameplate.
Subject number X00432408, located in the 433rd sequence, is in a production workshop or laboratory named RTU. In short, it has a similar meaning.
The last is time, a way of chronicling that he has never heard of, and may have a history of more than a thousand years.
So what is this
He looked at the small iron piece in his hand, and his heart was full of doubts-a traveler like himself? From the earth? Or some other time and space
Or is it the gadgets brought by the travel wizards from parallel planes
He raised his head and looked at Frank. He knew that the marshal's lord would definitely give himself an explanation.
"This is what I found with Magdal."
Brando heard the sound of something falling on the ground.
He turned his head and glanced in that direction, and the voice immediately disappeared.
Frank was also looking there worriedly, but he continued: "To be precise, my grandfather found Magdal in a huge metal container, which is located in the Broken Sword Mountain Range. He managed to get the whole container out, but found a baby girl in it. In order to prove this, he tore off the nameplate from the container—"
"Do you know what this is?" Brando asked.
Frank shook his head: "We only know that there are ancient texts on this. My grandfather has checked a lot of materials and documents on this aspect. Since then, we have only learned about the gods, the golden race and the ancient people. Relationship, the Antobro family also approached the Temple of Flame from that time, in fact, to investigate Magdal's life experience."
"Where is that place, where did you find Magdal?"
"Disappeared."
"Disappeared?"
"My grandfather and my father went there again later, but before that, there was an earthquake in the Broken Sword Mountain Range, which was originally the hive area in the upper layer of Qiao Gendigang, and was buried as a result."
Brando pursed his mouth.
But his heart was pounding.
There is a very interesting fact. Almost all ancient people believe in Gaia, Mother Earth, because they think they came from the same place:
'That place is buried in the mountains, deep in the earth, buried under the plains of silver, there is a kingdom of silver, protected by the mother, and the goddess Gaia protects each of her children. '
'Until one day, the children grew up, the door opened in front of them, and everyone came to the earth. '
This is the scene described in the mythology of the ancient people. Their religious rituals also repeated the scene of their emergence from the'big mountain'. The witch doctors and priests passed on this history by word of mouth.
What's more interesting is that the rune dwarves also believe in such a legend.
If you think about it, how similar is this history to the history in the memory of the rune dwarf Oldham
Before the fall of the empire, the rune dwarves also searched for the silver plain described in such a dream for the entire empire. And the rune dwarves also believed in the goddess of the earth, Gaia, and they also worshiped Haranga. For the holy sword.
He had to make this doubt. Perhaps there was a fortress like Babel in the depths of the earth. The history of this fortress may be more glorious than Babel before countless times. Valhalla is even less worthy of comparison. Hara only carries the history of a golden race, and the Silver Plains in the dream of rune dwarves is the hometown of all ancient people.
But if Princess Magdal is also an ancient citizen, does she also come from this place
Coincidentally, it was in the Broken Sword Mountains that Frank's grandfather, the previous patriarch of the Antobro family, discovered Magdal.
With the metal container they described, coupled with this nameplate, Brando could only think of one thing.
Petri dish—
Originally, based on Brando's own knowledge, this term should not be known. But he was very clear in his heart that the other soul in his body, the soul of Sophie, was actually telling him such a fact.
The metal container of Magdal, which holds the baby girl, is just a petri dish.
The place where it is located is probably the place called the RTU laboratory on the nameplate.
And there, perhaps it should have been part of the Silver Plains.
So here comes the problem.
What exactly is the Silver Plains
Why is there such a thing there
Countless questions and speculations emerged in Brando's heart in an instant. Every question shuddered in this way. Thousands of speculations and thoughts seemed to circulate in his mind, and finally turned into a question.
Who was it and what methods used to create the ancient people
Who are the gods
His mind was blank, and at this moment the girl hidden in the darkness finally couldn't bear it. The moment Princess Magdal learned the truth, tears came out of her eyes, she covered her mouth and let out a low whimper, staggering. Step back, as if to escape from this place.
But she stumbled again in a panic, fell to the ground, and when she got up again, even one of her shoes dropped.
"Hurry and stop her!" Brando reacted, before he had time to think about the huge suspicion in his heart, he took a deep look at the iron piece in his hand, then turned his head and said sharply to the Duke of Frank.
Actually, he didn't need to remind him, and Frank had already chased him.
When Brando followed, he happened to see the marshal-sama holding the nun and princess crying like a tearful in his arms, looking up and speechless.
"Mr. Earl... Mr. Brando..." Princess Magdal saw Brando approaching, her eyes flushed, but she quickly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you... "
She clearly understood that if it weren't for Brando, the Antobro family would not know how long they would keep it from her.
But in this matter, she understood that she could not resent the family that raised her; in fact, in her heart, even now, she had never recognized that she was a member of the family.
What's more, Frank—now her grandfather, had already told her about it before.
"Miss Magdal, in fact, I also concealed you. Since the first battle in Ampersel, Metis and I have discovered that you are different from ours." Brando shook his head and said to her.
"You don't have to blame yourself for this, Mr. Brando, I understand you, and I also understand my family," Princess Magdal seemed to have recovered some emotions, and she said in a low tone: "Whoever it is, in the face It's hard to choose when it comes to this kind of thing, and you guys are also trying to protect me."
What a kind girl, Brando couldn't help but think that she always considers others first, but seldom considers her own situation.
"In fact, it's nothing," he replied: "It's not terrible. The Bugans are very different from us, but we live in harmony with them, and we never think of them as aliens."
Princess Magdal was stunned, she didn't quite understand why Brando would suddenly talk to her about this.
Brando took a look at her and continued: "I mean, there is not only one race of humans in this world. There is nothing weird about it. The key is that the relationship between you and the Antobro family is not because of you. Whether it's an elf, a dwarf, or another race, this kind of sentiment cannot be abandoned."
When Marshal Frank heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, then turned his head and glanced at Brando gratefully.
"But," Princess Magdal looked a little sad: "Is a person like me really counted as life? Maybe I was just made by someone else."
"Of course, whether you were made by others or not, you have feelings and souls, there is no doubt that all of us were made by Master Martha, right?"
Brando thought that fortunately there was a god in this world, and after hearing his explanation, Princess Magdal's face improved a lot.
"Thank you." She replied softly, "Mr. Brando, thank you."
"But I don't quite understand, what is the matter between you and Mr. Frank?" Brando asked, "Speaking of theory, you should know Mr. Frank, don't you?"
"Oh, this is where I want to ask you for help, Lord Bran."
Marshal Frank sighed when he heard the words.
"Magdal has always been in danger, she has never been exceptional..."