Chapter 749: Great Times

Cecil City Border.

A huge magic network relay tower stands on the edge of the snowy fields. The tower shines with the brilliance of metal and crystal in the bright sunshine. The huge antenna device and crystal array on the top of the tower are in one place. It rotates quietly under the control of a series of mechanical structures, providing the city and the vast areas around the city with retransmission services of Enchanted Network signals.

On the top of the tower, on the base of the quietly rotating antenna device, a long snake's tail is clinging to the cold steel surface.

The snake's tail shrank and swayed, and Tire poked her head out from under the antenna. She raised her head and faced the cold wind, her long hair dancing in the wind, and the "singing" that only the siren could hear and understand was heard. Ripples of magic lingered in her ears.

"Naga..." The siren lady frowned and whispered to herself in confusion, "I haven't been back for such a period of time, so something weird has happened... "

As she spoke, she shook her head slightly, leaned down, released her tail, and prepared to return to the ground along the tower.

"It doesn't matter, there are always some strange things happening in the deep sea, but I don't know if Gawain is interested in it... huh?"

Tyr blinked in confusion. He blinked and arched his body forward, but the back half of his tail did not move at all.

She looked back and saw that her tail was still tightly wrapped around the antenna base. The surface of the scales was covered with a layer of crystal clear ice crystals, and the interior was also translucent.

"Hey..." Miss Siren finally started to panic a little, and moved her tail harder, "Oops...it's frozen...Why is it so cold up here...Who can help... …"

A soft clicking sound reached her ears, and Tire's struggling movements suddenly stopped. She looked slightly sluggishly towards the direction of the sound, and saw the back half of her tail. Parts cracked crisply, and cracks were spreading outward along the transparent ice crystals.

Tiel turned his head and glanced in the direction he came from, and saw the smooth and icy half of the slope of the top of the tower, as well as the ground far below.

The tail disconnected with a snap.

"...The gentle deep sea...Today is a real failure..."

...

In Cecil City, three people from all over the world, But the young people who came together by chance were walking on the streets in winter.

The neat streets are spotless, tall and beautiful houses line both sides of the road, shops, houses, cafes and various public facilities are scattered in an orderly manner, intertwined in this incredible city, and wearing warm winter clothes, High-spirited citizens can be seen everywhere. In this cold winter, no one seems to be worried about hunger and cold.

At the intersection of streets, in squares, and in places where all kinds of people gather, holographic projections projected by Magic Network terminals can be seen everywhere. The projections may show the latest radio programs or government affairs. Department of Commerce announcements, or advertisements from certain chambers of commerce and companies.

Film is like a magic network terminal running at full power, looking at everything in the city with his eyes wide open, observing all the details he can observe, in this person from Barron In the eyes of this young man, the entire Cecil City is like a stage full of fantasies, wonders, and incredible people and things. Everything performed on this stage is like a drama to him, and every detail is so wonderful. So incredible, yet these incredible things actually exist here.

Findil was also observing the city, but in the eyes of this young nobleman from the northern mountains, what he felt was on a completely different level than Firm.

This is a city without distinction between aristocratic and civilian areas. All urban facilities here are open to all legal citizens. Survival and comfort are priority here.

In the eyes of old-style aristocrats, this place can probably be described as deviant.

But the era of classical nobility is over, and the order in this city has become a new "system." Sooner or later, everything here will be extended to the mountains in the north.

The aunt seems to have been prepared for this, and the northern nobles who still occupy the castles and manors must also be prepared, and Fendil himself... finally understands why the aunt must take him Send him here so that he can be influenced by Cecil's order.

Some things cannot be clearly experienced from books and other people’s descriptions.

"I thought we would start producing your 'Shadow Show' immediately," Elaine looked at Firm beside him while walking, "We have prepared the venue and recruited We have some manpower, but it seems you still need to make some preparations?"

"Yes..." Firm said hesitantly, but his tone soon became natural, "Your Majesty reminded me. , let me pay attention to the reality of the script, and let me pay attention to what the real Southern Territory is like - when I went out for a walk today, I truly realized His Majesty's good intentions. There were too many things that I took for granted in the Southern Territory. The real appearance is actually beyond my imagination. If I didn’t observe this place carefully, the play I produced would probably make the locals laugh.”

“Although I think the situation is not as exaggerated as you said. But there is some truth to it," Fendil smiled and shrugged. "After all, we have seen with our own eyes that the residents in the city do not use enough charcoal for heating - they use magic energy heat exchangers here."

"Starting tomorrow, I will visit some people," he said. "I heard that there are many immigrant families in the West End. They experienced the first expansion of the city and know those days very well. Then I also want to visit some gentlemen who live in the Artisan District. They arrived here from the old capital two months ago. From their mouths, I should be able to hear how real immigrants started a new life here. ”

“Down to earth, a good start,” FenDill smiled and nodded, "Film and I will also go to the college to report officially in two days. You are also welcome to come to the college then. You can see how those who came to the south to study live and study. ."

Elaven on the other side also took over: "In addition, don't worry, we will continue to help you make the magic drama - I think the schoolwork in the academy should not be enough for the two of us. Even if we don’t have time to help our friends, no matter how busy we are, we can at least make suggestions for you.”

“Thank you very much—if I didn’t have your help, I wouldn’t be able to do some things. I don’t know how to proceed. After all, I’m far less mature than my father.” Fendil showed a grateful expression, and then showed some hesitation. He paused before continuing, “To be honest, I... didn’t expect it. I will have the opportunity to do things with people like you."

Fendil looked at Firm: "Do you still care about our identities?"

Film looked at it. The tall northern noble nodded after thinking for a short time: "I can't go against my heart - when talking to you, I am still a little restrained, but I feel that I am gradually adapting. What you have brought to me The feeling is different from the nobles I have interacted with before. You have some special... atmosphere, which is very strange. I don't know how to describe it."

Fendil looked at it quietly. Firm took two seconds and suddenly chuckled and shook his head: "In fact, if you see us before the signing ceremony of Silver Castle, your feelings towards us will be no different from other nobles you have come into contact with before. ”

Film was stunned.

"We all know the styles you have seen before, but we know how to restrain our habits better than those older people," Fundil said calmly, "The rules of the nobility... Oh, that thing is like a room filled with fish and shrimps. Anyone who stays in it will be deeply saturated with its smell. No one in our circle can escape, or in other words, no one is allowed to escape. Go.

"My friends, Elaine and I also came out of that room - but as His Majesty the Emperor said, a new era has come, and anyone who is familiar with history Everyone knows one thing, only those who embrace the new era in time will be qualified to survive.

“Of course, what I say does not mean that my friendship with you is fake. On the contrary, I am very satisfied with our current situation, because just like one bottle of wine out of a thousand bottles will always be lost. Break it down, there will always be one or two strange guys among a thousand nobles."

On the other side, Elaine also interjected: "Thanks to Silver Castle for the signing ceremony—— At least now some nobles who don't want to stay in that room full of fish and shrimps can have the opportunity to come out legally. I can already foresee that the signing ceremony will definitely be recorded in the history books and become scholars of future generations. It’s a lesson we must study.”

Film looked as if he was listening to the words of these two partners.He looked thoughtful, but shook his head in embarrassment: "Although I understand, I'm not very familiar with history... All my understanding of history comes from those exaggerated old scripts. You should know, In the past, civilians were not allowed to have access to real history books."

"...There are history classes in the Imperial Academy," Fendier was silent for a moment and suddenly said leisurely, "I think this may be His Majesty the Emperor. The greatest thing."

Film looked a little confused for a moment.

Findil noticed the confusion in his eyes, and reached out to pat his shoulder: "If you have the chance, buy more books to read. There are more books allowed to civilians now than before. "

"I want to go somewhere," Elaven said suddenly and looked at Fendil, "You should also want to visit, right?"

Fen Dill understood the other party's meaning almost instantly and nodded slightly: "It's okay, he is here after all..."

Firm looked at the two of them in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

"We are going to meet a person who is a mutual friend of ours," Fendil said softly, "You should also come together and get to know him."

Phil Mu's eyes swept across Fendil and Elaven respectively. He found that the expressions of these two friends seemed to have changed. He didn't know the reason for this change, but he still nodded: " Of course...is it far?"

"It's not far," Eleven raised his head and looked at the end of the street, "I heard...he was placed there."

Film noticed a strange word in the other party's words: "Placement?"

Elaven did not answer, but just followed Fendil's footsteps and headed towards Go to the end of the street.

Film could only follow up with a little confusion.

......

At the end of the block, a solemn building stands in a small square.

The building looks particularly new, as if it was just built not long ago.

"Ansu Civil War Memorial Hall..." Firm raised his head and looked at the sign at the door of the building curiously, "Your friends are here?"

" That's right." Fendil nodded and took the lead in walking towards the ten steps of the memorial hall.

There were guards guarding the entrance to the memorial hall. They informed the three that today was a closed day and the memorial hall was not open to ordinary citizens. However, Firm saw Elaven and Fundil step forward and say something to the guards. , and showed their respective identification certificates. After some negotiation, the two soldiers nodded in agreement, turned around and opened the door of the memorial hall.

"Please leave within an hour, and do not enter the side hall and the back corridor." The guard reminded after opening the door.

"This can be regarded as using a bit of 'privilege'." Fendil looked at Firm walking up the steps and said slightly teasingly.

The three of them walked into this special-looking building and enteredNot long after the gate, Firm saw a hall appearing in front of him.

Because it was a closed day, it seemed very quiet here, and the lights in the hall were only less than half lit. In the slightly dim light, Firm noticed it at first sight. The "figure" standing in the center of the hall.

After following Fendier and the others closer, he realized that the figure turned out to be a lifelike sculpture.

A young man holding a long sword and wearing armor stood there, bathed in the light of a single magic crystal lamp, quietly staring in the direction of the entrance to the hall.

At this point, Firm already understood.

This is probably the "common friend" that Fendil and Elaven mentioned.

"He is Belk, Belk Loren," Fendil said as expected. He stared at the lifelike sculpture and did not move his eyes away for a long time. "He is the youngest among the three of us. "The longer one."

"He took a path we never dared to imagine, and ushered in an ending we never imagined," Elaine sighed softly, "He once told us a lot. About the times and changes, but when he was willing to talk to us, I never understood it. When I could understand it, he was already here. ”

Fendi. Er stood opposite Belk's "statue". He stared for a long time at the eyes that had turned into cold rocks, and suddenly broke the silence:

"Berk, as you wish, this great era Finally arrived."

A heavy and solemn atmosphere lingered here. Firm didn't know what to say. He was silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Can you tell me? About him?"

"Of course, but we only know part of it," Fendil said slowly. "The rest, the soldiers who participated in that war may know something about Pompeii. The former lords may know something, and the commanders of Rock Fortress may also know something... I'm not sure if these scattered fragments can piece together a complete story, but if it is possible, if there is a chance in the future, I hope you can Write this story down and include it in your shadow play.

"Just think of it as a tribute to the last knight of the old era. ”