Edmund Morn left with a smile. It seemed that the negotiation was quite satisfactory to him, but the prince declined Gawain's invitation to stay for dinner—— He said that he would return to Silver Castle as soon as possible, and that the old king was still waiting for his good news.
After Edmund left, Rebecca commented: "He seems to be a very kind person - I thought the crown prince would be a particularly difficult person to get along with, with a lot of palace etiquette. Something like that..."
"That's because the person in front of him is an elder from seven hundred years ago, not a shabby frontier viscount." Gawain glanced at Rebecca, "Do you think he Is this how he behaves on weekdays? On the contrary, because his behavior just now is almost completely in line with my communication habits, I am sure that he has done a lot of homework before coming here."
Rebecca: "Huh?"
Gawain thought for a while and explained to her: "The so-called negotiation skills, no matter how many things are summarized, are nothing more than what to say to whomever you meet. , he first came to visit a very senior 'noble parent' as a prince, and showed just the right amount of politeness and maturity. Then he noticed my way of speaking and attitude, and he immediately became relaxed and humorous. It makes me more willing to talk to him, which is a great skill."
Rebecca scratched her hair: "...Eh?"
Gawain sighed. : "...You should study the four rubbing methods of the fireball technique."
No matter how stubborn Rebecca was, she could feel Gawain's deep helplessness at this time, and she suddenly became a little nervous : "Master Ancestor, am I... a little too stupid in this regard?"
"Everyone has his or her own strengths. Your talent is not here, so there is no need to force it," Gawain patted Rebbe. His head is stuck (if you are tall, you can do whatever you want), "And to be honest, I don't really like this kind of intrigue. I still prefer the kind of people who ignored life and death and just hid their heads in the wilderness. The painting style of Shenglu..."
Rebecca nodded in understanding, and then asked curiously: "By the way, Mr. Ancestor, is what you just said true?"
p>Gawain: "What do you mean?"
Rebecca asked seriously: "You really gave more than thirty kinds of names to a kind of red wine back then, and then each one Is the name worthy of a sonnet?"
Gawain sighed: "Of course it is true."
"It sounds awesome!"
" But in fact, it was because of poverty and because the pioneering team had not even reached the Holy Spirit Plain at that time. It was difficult for everyone to fill their stomachs before finding the grain-producing areas. The reason why we gave more than 30 names to a kind of wine was because at that time. We have only one kind of wine, and it is the last barrel. We give it sonnets because there is no other entertainment at all, so you have to know that the complicated etiquette and rules of the nobility are either full or full. Yes, or because they are hungry and anxious, they are essentially boring.something. ”
Rebecca’s eyes were shining, and she felt that she had gained a lot of incredible knowledge - these things Aunt Hetty would never teach her!
At this time, the room The window was suddenly pushed open, and Amber jumped in from the window. She threw herself on the chair, shook her legs and joked with Gawain: "You are quite interesting, old man!" Just for what you said just now, my evaluation of you will be higher than that of all nobles! "
"Don't yell like an old man, I'm in my prime! Gawain glared at Amber, "And didn't I ask you to patrol outside?" Did you sneak in just to be lazy? "
Amber swayed on the chair, as if she couldn't calm down for a moment: "I patrolled, and then I didn't find anything, so I came in for a drink of water. You can't let me rest. ——Then again, how can you be so sure that someone will sneak up on your door? You see, all the princes entered through the gate..."
"If all the princes climbed over the wall and came in, then Charlie would probably have to jump out of the coffin like me." Gawain twitched the corner of his mouth, " But not everyone who wants to know something from me will come through the door, and I am here today waiting for these people. "
"Okay, okay, now you are the boss," Amber waved her hand, poured herself a cup of tea and drank it, then stood up and walked to the window, but before jumping out, she turned back. , pinching two pieces from the muffins that Gawain prepared for tea, "It's cold outside, I'll eat something to make up for it. "
Gawain was very sorry that he did not have the Sword of the Pioneer in his hand.
Then he looked at his N+1 great-granddaughter: "You go back first Rest at home. You will meet the king tomorrow. You must face it in the best condition. "
Rebecca nodded, and then asked: "What about you, ancestor? "
"I'm used to going to bed late, and I plan to go to the study," Gawain said. "It's more or less a revisit to the old place. I have to see how much it has changed." "
Rebecca said good night to Gawain obediently, turned and left the room, while Gawain stood there for a while and then walked to the study on the second floor.
Gawain · Cecil is famous for his martial arts, but he is not a warrior who only knows how to wield swords and guns. In fact, he is also half a polymath and a herbalist, and he likes to read books in his spare time, so he lives on the four corners of Crown Street. In addition to a collection room for the owner to store weapons, armors and trophies, this mansion also has a large study room.
Sitting in front of a desk that was restored by later generations, Gawain sat on his side. He tapped his fingers on the table while thinking deeply, his eyes moved between the quaint bookshelves and the paintings on the wall, and finally returned to the things in his mind that did not belong to him. Memories surged up again, making him feel a little more inexplicably familiar with the things in front of him. He sighed at the hard work of later generations - not only did they restore the furniture here, but even the magic water quills and papers on the desk were placed there. Gao Wen·This almost paranoid restoration of the position that Cecil was most familiar with during his lifetime even gave him a faint sense of fear.
It was as if someone had known for a long time that he would come back and had specially prepared this place.
But although the memory was clear, it was not his own after all, and it was difficult to create emotional resonance. Gawain quickly withdrew his gaze, left his seat and lay on the ground, groping on the floor under the table.
A hidden compartment was opened, and he felt his fingers touch a piece of cold metal. After groping for a pull ring on the metal surface, he lifted it out of the hidden compartment.
It was an exquisite little box, exuding a cool silver light and still looking like new after seven hundred years.
Seeing this small box, Gawain was relieved.
Still.
Perhaps most of the things in this mansion are no longer original, but some things can be preserved for more than seven hundred years, such as a small safe made of mithril.
The box is engraved with complex magical patterns, but in addition to these patterns, there is also a sword and shield emblem cast on it using fine gold and star iron. There are exquisite characters next to the emblem, and The joint seal of Charles I and Gawain Cecil.
These marks and words, coupled with the secret orders passed down from generation to generation within the Moen family (Ansu royal family), can guarantee that even if someone rebuilds the main body of the house and finds this small box, they will put it away again. Seal it in its original place.
But this is also because it is not too late for Gawain to be "resurrected", because the ancient secret orders and the deterrence of the previous king will lose their effectiveness over time, especially now that it is the Second Dynasty. , the influence of the First Dynasty is at its lowest point. If he comes later and the mansion undergoes a comprehensive renovation again, then no one can guarantee the whereabouts of this small box.
Gawain solemnly placed the small box on the table. If the most important purpose of this trip to the royal capital is the "permanent right to develop", then the mithril safe in front of him is The second most important purpose.
He did not bring Rebecca to find the box, not because he did not trust his theoretical descendant, but because he was not sure whether the box was still there, in case something mysterious happened. He tricked the little girl into coming here with an expression like "Ancestor, let me show you something good", but ended up lying down on the ground and finding nothing, how embarrassing.
Gawain injected magic power into the magic patterns on the surface of the box according to the method in his memory, and then smeared a drop of his own blood on the emblem in the center of the box lid. The inside of this small magic item immediately emitted a crisp mechanical sound. There was a running sound, and then its cover bounced up slightly.
There are very few things inside. Apart from a few crystals that have lost their magic power and can only be used as decorations, there is only a palm-sized platinum disc. Gawain put the crystals aside for the time being, picked up the disk and looked at it.
Its surface is also engraved with complex magic lines, but in addition to the magic lines, there are also some imitationThe characters floating on the disk and shaking slightly are the seals used to communicate with the elements.
"Okay, now you have the key..."
Gawain muttered in a low voice and stuffed the crystal and disk into his arms, but just now he When I stood up, a breeze suddenly blew by my ears.
He immediately picked up a dagger placed beside the table as a spare, and at the same time, his muscles tensed up and prepared for battle.
"With your keenness and responsiveness, it seems that it is indeed you," a young woman's voice came from the window. Only then did Gawain notice that the window of the study room had been opened at some point. , and a veiled woman wearing a purple dress actually appeared out of thin air and walked towards the window, "Please relax, people like you and me, if we fight, I'm afraid half the city will be destroyed." Everyone will be shocked..."
Before the woman could finish her words, a swift black shadow suddenly jumped down from the roof, accompanied by Amber's shouting: "Little thief! I'm finally here!" I caught you—ah!”
Amber, a master of shadow affinity, a beast-level talent with full stealth and shadow steps, but because his frontal combat power is only 1.5, he was easily taken over by the mysterious woman. Fly away.
However, the mysterious woman seemed to be frightened. After knocking Amber away, she did not react: "Just now... what was that?"
Gawain held a short hand. The sword still did not relax: "If you are right, it is my guard."
"Ah, I'm sorry," the mysterious woman apologized quickly. This attitude was surprising. She glanced at the amber drop In the direction of going down, he turned around and explained, "I suddenly rushed out and took action subconsciously. But don't worry, she is fine, she will faint for a while at most."
Gao Wen was slightly relieved, but his attitude Without relaxing at all: "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry, it seems that the way I appeared was a little unconsidered," the mysterious woman stood on the windowsill and bowed politely, " Hello from the Mithril Treasury. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am your VIP specialist, Melita Pernia. I am responsible for all your savings in the Mithril Treasury."
Gao. Wen frowned: "MyLittlePony?"