I made a special mark on the secret letter, then rolled it up and sealed it with lacquer meticulously. After doing all this, Viscount Andrew gently exhaled and recalled whether he had made any omissions or mistakes. .
There should be no more - all the previously agreed contents have been written in the secret letter, and the writing is also very true and reliable. Viscount Andrew is quite confident in his ability to make up stories. He feels that anyone can When you see the secret letter, you will believe that he is really the person who experienced "that incident".
What remains is to see whether the old king far away in the royal capital is willing to believe in the matter itself.
No, it should be said that he wants to admit the authenticity of this matter.
This was a somewhat risky move, but Viscount Andrew was not a person who resisted taking risks - if he had not taken risks, he would never have been able to stand out from the seven brothers and sisters and become a member of the Leslie family. successor.
He just didn't expect that his new adventure would be tied to the Cecil family.
The already declining family, which had withdrawn from the political center of the kingdom a hundred years ago, has become so thin in modern times that it is about to die out naturally.
Viscount Andrew has always been very concerned about his "neighbors". This is not only because the territories of the two sides are adjacent and there are many trade exchanges on weekdays, but also because the Cecil family has declined in the past two years. The years are getting worse. If Andrew continues at the original pace, he can basically expect to double the Leslie family's territory in Andrew's lifetime. The little girl who inherited the family business in a hurry is not a qualified lord at all, although She works hard, but she will definitely not be able to keep her family fortune.
It’s just that fate played a joke on everyone, and in a way that no one could have imagined: when he heard that Cecil Territory was destroyed by monsters, Andrew was completely confused; He was still confused when those monsters were very similar to the demonic tide creatures in historical records; he was also confused when he heard the merchants entering the city mention that a dragon appeared; when Rebecca Cecil and Hector When Ti Cecil entered the castle with a man who claimed to be their ancestor... Viscount Andrew showed great calmness and acceptance.
That's because he finally got used to it.
But after finishing the conversation with the "ancestor" and returning to his dormitory, Viscount Andrew felt that he had made the right decision.
A dying aristocratic lineage and a territory that was burned to the ground are worthless. No matter how hard you squeeze, you can’t squeeze out the water. If you want to recover the cost, you might as well change from a greedy squeezer. To become a generous and good neighbor, and the existence of the "ancestor" is even more crucial - Viscount Andrew is now 90% convinced of the authenticity of this matter - whether or not the Cecil family has that old ancestor is completely up to them. Two concepts.
He sealed the sealed letter into a silver tube, wrapped a circle of magic thread around the silver tube, and then handed it to the old housekeeper standing next to him: "Hand in.To the best ranger messenger - set off on a gryphon and have the messenger deliver it to the Silver Keep after the first messenger arrives and before Cecil's people arrive. "
The butler took the silver tube and was about to turn around and leave. Viscount Andrew stopped him: "Wait a minute, and you go to the bank to send back the gold and silver belonging to Cecil's family intact. "
"Yes, Mr. Viscount. But is it ok as long as it is returned as is? "
"It's enough to return them as they are. When they set off, I will prepare a little more in the name of travel expenses. ”
The situation has changed. The “fee” that was collected because of the ridiculous greed has now become a hot potato. Returning it as is is only the first step, but it cannot be done too much all at once. Passed.
Viscount Andrew weighed it carefully in his heart, and hoped that the ancient man from seven hundred years ago could understand his sincerity.
The night was already dark. p>Gawain put on his nightgown, opened the balcony door of his room, and came to the balcony on the second floor of the Viscount Castle.
There is no moon in the night of this world. In the deep sky, there is a moon. It's just that the stars are more densely packed than those on the earth, and those twinkling stars bring a cool brilliance to this land. Every starlight is particularly strange to Gawain.
From the time he came to this world to the present, he has always been unfamiliar. I like to look up at the sky - no matter day or night, looking at the huge and not too dazzling "sun", and at night, looking at the moonless night.
His. His eyes moved among the stars, trying to find a still and special celestial body among the twinkling stars.
But this was destined to be a futile attempt. There were so many stars. Without enough information and calculation data, it was impossible for him to find the position where he looked down at the earth. Even if he found it, he would not be able to distinguish it from the stars in the sky.
But he just couldn't help it. He does this because he knows better than anyone that there is a secret hidden in the sky of this world. There is something there, perhaps some kind of surveillance device, a satellite, a space station, or a ship, although it is now huge. It may have been shut down, but it cannot be ruled out that there are other things that have not been shut down that are still hanging in the sky.
He was once part of the monitoring device - this is what Gawain came to after thinking about it for many days. The closest guess.
If he had not had those experiences of looking down at the earth, and if he had traveled through Gawain Cecil as soon as he arrived here, then he would not have had this knowledge at all. There would be no corresponding pressure, but he did know something, so as an earthly soul with modern ideas, he could not control his curiosity about the sky... and worries.
That hangs on. What is it about the sky? What impact will it or they have on the earth? Will it or their maker - if there is a maker - stay there forever? purpose?
All this gave Gawain a sense of urgency that was inhumane to outsiders, as if an earthling suddenly knew that there was an alien spacecraft parked in the orbit above him, even if that ship It has been motionless for hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, and it is difficult for people living on the ground to feel at ease.
You must understand it or their ins and outs in order to sleep soundly.
And even without this worry, Gawain could not turn a blind eye to the sky just out of curiosity.
"By the way, you look up at the sky every day - either at the sun or the stars."
A girl's voice suddenly came from behind. Gawain looked back, but He saw the half-elf Miss Thief sitting on the railing of the terrace, with her back to the outside, looking at herself with a smile. Her legs were swinging under the railing, not worried at all about falling.
Gawain glanced at her: "It's not very polite to sneak onto other people's balconies in the middle of the night to scare people."
"Night is my world, everywhere Shadow, I can go wherever I want." Amber swayed on the railing for a moment, and his body merged into the shadow. The next moment he appeared on the other side of the balcony, "And you, a great hero seven hundred years ago, are you still afraid? Someone suddenly spoke to you at night?"
Gawain was embarrassed to admit that he had goosebumps just now...
"What on earth are you watching every day?" Seeing that Gawain remained silent, he changed the topic, "Looking at the sun during the day is to identify the direction, but looking at the stars at night is for astrology? Do you know astrology?"
"What do you think will be in the sky? ?" Gawain asked the other party.
"In the sky? Isn't it just the stars and the sun?" Amber replied casually, "Oh, by the way...you don't want to tell me that the palaces of the gods are also in the sky, and then follow me Preaching? Then I'm not interested - I believe in the goddess of shadows and dark nights, also known as Lady Night. Lady Night's kingdom is in the deepest part of the starless night, which is completely different from the sky in the real world. I only need to close my eyes and pray every day to be a god!"
"Are you really a believer in the goddess of the night?" Gawain looked at Amber in surprise. Although he had no faith, he had always believed in it. In Vin Cecil's memory, he still knew a lot about the world's religions. The various gods and sects of all sizes opened his eyes but also kept him at a distance. But he didn't expect that this one looked like it. The thief who has nothing to do with piety is actually a man of faith.
"You can believe it as you please. Anyway, Ms. Ye neither asks for offerings nor gives divine instructions, and she doesn't need to pay homage to her at regular intervals. Why don't I just believe it if I don't spend a copper coin?" Amber said lightly what would sound treacherous to true believers, "Furthermore, the way of shadows is somewhat related to Ms. Ye's power. Sometimes I feel that I can really become more powerful by praying - although it is proven every time. yesAn illusion caused by being drunk. "
Gawain curled his lips and decided not to pay attention to this half-elf who had no clue.
It is simply a shame for elves - no matter what her other half of blood is, she is also Corresponding to the shame of blood.
“Hey, why are you silent again?” Amber didn’t intend to let him go, “You haven’t said anything yet, what are you looking at? "
Gawain glanced at her sideways: "Have you ever heard of a saying that after death, a person's soul will return to the sky and wander among the stars. Each star is actually a precursor. The human soul..."
"I have never heard of it. I heard that after a person with faith dies, his soul will be taken away by the corresponding god he believes in, and then he will be high in the kingdom of God, but without faith After death, the souls of all people are taken away by the God of Death, and then the wife of the God of Death uses an iron comb to comb out all the memories and throw them back to the human world - so some people say that all living beings in the world belong to the God of Death by default regardless of their beliefs. Believer," Amber Barabala said, "But your statement is so interesting. People will go to heaven after they die? Is this a religious saying from seven hundred years ago? "
Gawain was a little embarrassed: "No, this is..."
"Ah, yes! You have died! Amber looked at Gawain with wide eyes as if she had discovered a new world. She came to him in a flash, leaned over and asked hurriedly, "Did you go to heaven where you were after you died?" What is it like when someone dies? Tell me! "
"Go, go, go - go aside! Gawain pressed Amber's face and pushed him away, "You know nothing after you die, do you understand?" I was just talking nonsense out of boredom! "
"Hey..." Amber stared at Gawain for a long time, and then turned away after confirming that the other party really didn't want to tell her, "Old people are so boring. "
Gawain: "You say it again? ! ”
In a flash, the amber disappeared.