Chapter 898 Travel Notes

After the meeting at the Military Intelligence Agency, Amber went straight to Gawain's study.

Gawain was sitting behind the desk and carefully flipping through an ancient book that had been repaired and reinforced. His eyes were looking at the mottled pages and the lines that had been redrawn by the book repairman. The letters moved slowly, and the smell of alchemical potion that had not completely dissipated slowly drifted into his nostrils. The content in this ancient travel diary made him think about it from time to time. Then, a voice suddenly came from the air. Interrupting his movements -

"Hey! I just finished the meeting and I heard you looking for me!" Amber's figure emerged from the air, with a sense of eternal joy, "Are there any tasks that require processing money again?"

Gowen raised his head from the ancient book and glanced at Amber standing in front of him. A smile appeared on his face and he pointed to the desk. chair: "Sit down, I have something I want you to see."

At the first moment, Amber noticed something unusual behind Gawain's smile and tone. This seemingly carefree person was actually The rather keen "half-elf" immediately shook his ears and frowned suspiciously: "What are you...what are you going to show me?"

Gawain stood up from behind the desk. , took a long breath, and gently pushed the ancient book forward: "Here you go - don't worry, it has been repaired and will not be damaged so easily."

"A book ?" Amber was stunned for a moment when she saw that it was just a book, and subconsciously took it, but soon her indifferent expression gradually became stagnant. She vaguely noticed something, and her eyes were filled with tears. With a complex and unbelievable look in her eyes, she slowly raised her head and looked at Gawain, "...is that book?"

"Conclusive evidence has been found," Gawain nodded lightly, "An unknown shadow thief tried to steal it from a church - so the book was sent to the library of Saint-Louis Cathedral for preservation. We compared all the information we could find and finally confirmed It's what your adoptive father wanted to steal back then."

"That's it...just for it..." The ever-joyful expression on Amber's face gradually faded, and she grabbed it with some force. The cover of this ancient book was mottled, but she quickly let go of her hand as if she was afraid of damage. She stared at the repaired letters on the cover, her fingers slowly stroking them, her eyes changed several times, but in the end she did not cry. No smile either.

For a long time, she looked up at Gawain: "I saw you were reading it just now... What is so special about this book?"

"Strictly speaking, It is composed of several books put together - several fragments, which a poor editor has forced together, and among the several 'parts' that make up the book, they account for the largest proportion, and they are also mine. I think the most likely thing to arouse your adoptive father’s interest is a travel diary.”

Amber’s eyes widened: “Travel diary?”

“Model’s travel diary,” Gawain nodded. Head, "The author isThe Duke of the North six hundred years ago, Mordor Wilder. "

As the person in charge of intelligence, Amber was familiar with this name and the relevant information behind it. She was shocked: "...you mean, the notebook lost by the Wilder family? ! The one Victoria also told you about? "

Gawain nodded and pointed at the ancient book in Amber's hand with his chin: "It's in your hand now. "

"But...why would my adoptive father..." Amber looked down at the "travel diary" in his hand with an incomprehensible look, "Is this worth taking such a big risk? "

"I was trying to find the reason just now, looking for the reason from the content of the travel book, but I haven't found it yet," Gawain said. "I only have the last bit left. Maybe we can Let’s look for it together. If your adoptive father decided to take the risk after hearing part of the contents of this travel book, and if his information was correct, then we would definitely see it. "

Amber nodded immediately, came to Gawain's side and opened the book - after taking a look at the contents, she scratched her hair awkwardly: "Well...it seems that the main thing is... I want you to find..."

She saw that the text of the travel note was composed of a large number of dizzying and difficult-to-recognize words and phrases: it was the common language of mankind six hundred years ago, and it was more It is close to the writing of the ancient Gondor Empire. Although the common language of modern mankind is derived from it, after hundreds of years of changes, these words, from the spelling form to the grammar of the entire sentence, have been very different from contemporary times.

Amber could only vaguely recognize some short sentences in it, and to fully understand them would be as difficult as understanding an ancient Gondor book.

She suddenly understood why a "bad editor" would put such a book together with several other unrelated miscellaneous books. Obviously, only senior scholars who have specialized in writing research and people with a lot of knowledge would Only priests can understand this thing - of course, an old Zongzi who has been resurrected from the era of Gondor can do it.

Gawain naturally knew this, so he did not shirk and handed the book to him. After moving a little, he and Amber began to identify the words on it.

This ancient travel book contains astonishingly rich content, and its author - the six hundred. The Duke of the North years ago was obviously very different from the contemporary nobles. Mordel Wilder lived in an era closer to the first generation of pioneers. He was even deeply influenced by the first generation of Grand Duke Wilder, which made him far more powerful than later generations. His descendants are more adventurous and... innovative in seeking death.

His footprints are all over every corner that humans can explore at that time (even including places where no human being except him has set foot. territory), especially after completing the transfer and arrangement of the duke's power and responsibilities, his adventure journey is even more amazing, from the border of Gondor Wasteland to the Violet Kingdom, which was still mysterious to humans at that time, from The frozen mountains of Shenglong Principality arrive in TibetHe explored the depths of the desert in eastern Fengdong, even some alien spaces occupied by elemental creatures, and space debris floating from unknown corners of the universe...

Every time he explores a new place, he will entrust the compiled notes to one of his loyal servants in advance (this loyal servant will wait for the master’s return in a safe place), and then he will He wrote new records during his exploration trip, and after returning safely, he organized and summarized these new notes, integrated them with the previous notes, and took them with him to the next adventure.

This kind of behavior is quite difficult to understand for Amber, who was born hundreds of years later. After watching several thrilling adventure records, she couldn’t help but frowned and asked: "He is like this The great nobles... Why are they so keen on taking risks? Many of the 'adventures' here are obviously beyond the level of leisure and leisure, and are no different from seeking death..."

"...He is close to the pioneers. That generation, the descendants of the pioneers at that time, were still deeply influenced by their fathers and ancestors." Gawain shook his head, "Many people firmly believe that humans will one day return to the heyday of the Age of Gondor, and for that When one day comes, they will traverse every inch of land on this continent to find safe boundaries for human civilization at that time. I have not met people of Modier's generation, but I can draw conclusions based on people of my generation. Let’s imagine what their descendants looked like. I can be sure that Mordel Wilder was not the only adventurer at that time - it’s just that only great nobles and extraordinary powerful men like him have the ability to pass down their notes to this day. ."

Amber blinked in understanding, no longer having any questions, and turned her attention to the second half of Modier's notes. Next to her, Gawain's eyes were on Scanning some of the words on those old pages suddenly slowed down.

Amber noticed this immediately: "What did you see?"

"...I suspect that I found something that aroused your adoptive father's interest..." Gawain said He quickly flipped through the next few pages and roughly read the contents. After several changes in his eyes, he slowly frowned.

"Then you read it to me," Amber saw that Gawain didn't continue, and suddenly became a little anxious, "Hey, I definitely know that most of these contents are related to my life experience and so on. I will do everything. Be mentally prepared, tell me..."

"In his later years, Mordor Wilder explored the Shadow Realm and successfully established communication with the residents of the Shadow Realm..." In a moment After thinking about it, Gawain nodded and pointed to the words in the travel notes -

The following is the handwritten record left by Mordor Wild:

"X month Day X... After several unsuccessful attempts, I finally found a weak point in the real world, a natural shadow rift that can be expanded and stabilized using rituals, allowing a human being to survive intact. Step into it and stay for a long time instead of short like other shadow classesTraveling temporarily through the Shadow Border. I'm not sure if the ancient Gondor mages also used this method to open the Shadow Gate, but this is the best way I can find...

"X month x day, prepare All in all, the rift opened, as stable as I imagined, but slightly smaller than expected, but still enough. I decided to go through this door tonight when the shadow power is strongest, wish me luck...

“...Across the door is a world that is even more desolate and weird than I imagined...Colorless, lifeless black, white and gray colors make up everything in this world...Things in the real world are represented in grotesque and bizarre ways. The state is projected in this space. The town where I live temporarily appears as a large pile of twisted building fragments, while the mountain peaks in the distance seem to have turned into a creeping black mist...

"On X month X day... I met those creatures! They looked very similar to humans, wearing strange clothes like rune cloth, like smoke constrained into human form... They floated from a very far away place, and I don't think I alerted them. I am certain that they are the legendary shadow dwellers, intelligent residents living in the shadow world. It is said that only a few masters who specialize in the way of shadow have witnessed these mysterious creatures by chance, but even those masters, There is no record of successfully establishing communication with the shadow dwellers...

"I, Mordor Wilder, the most powerful human spellcaster in this country - although not a shadow mage - intend to challenge , I want to try to establish communication with these mysterious creatures. They may be able to tell me the secrets of this weird and bizarre world...

"No fight on X month X day.

“On X month, X day, I never fought.

“On X month, Having gained enough experience, including dealing with their elusive, invisible bodies and their ever-increasing numbers, I no longer have any weaknesses.

"On X month, X day, there was no fight.

"Model, Modir! Look at your shameful record! You are the most powerful human spellcaster in this country! How could he be chased away one after another by a group of weird enemies who could only whisper?

"No fight on X month, X day.

"I think we should outsmart him.

"I am no longer young. I have to rely on strategies like an old mage who is suitable for my age... If the method is right, those shadow dwellers may also be reasonable.

"I It is necessary to keep all the previous failed experiences completely, maybe it can provide some warnings to future generations of adventurers. Of course, this canIt may damage my image, but as an adventurer, it is my duty to try the road, and no matter how embarrassing the experience is, it is also a valuable experience. I cannot hide my failure.

"Looking on the bright side, I am already old, so I can not rush to publish these records, leave my last words, and let future generations publish it, so that I will not hear those ridicules. ...Maybe someone will be impressed by my sense of humor..."

Gawain has just taken a rough look at it, so his expression can still be tense at this time, but Amber next to him can no longer bear it. He raised the corner of his mouth, and after a while he couldn't help but say: "This man has a big brain..."

Gawain: "He is one of Victoria's ancestors..."

Amber: "This is what Dazhi Ruoyu said..."

"It's just a special personality," Gawain said solemnly and indifferently, pointing to the next words, "Let's continue. , he began to try to get close to the shadow residents in a special way."

Amber quickly shut up and leaned her head over - even though she couldn't understand clearly, she still followed Gawain's fingers. Looking at:

“…The shadow dwellers seem to be extremely repulsive to uninvited guests from outside. They regard me as an intruder in the real world, so they refuse to communicate again and again. So if I make myself look like What about the creatures living in the shadow world?

“This idea is bold and feasible. I know some special rituals and potions-large doses of shadow potions may not be so friendly to the stomach, but maybe they can help. Those shadow dwellers are more friendly to me, and a little gastrointestinal discomfort is not so important...

"On X month X... I completed the ritual according to the above ideas and transformed myself into something similar to a shadow creature. I found an old friend who knew shadow magic, and he said that I "just look like a shadow" now, so I must be safe.

"No fight on X month, X day.

"I experienced severe diarrhea after I came back.

"... (foul language of ancient Gondor) (foul language of Anzu) (foul language of the North) (unsightly vulgar language)"