Sword of Daybreaker

At the Kant collar in the north, the old castle where the Kant family lived for generations, the aging Viscount Visa is receiving representatives from the Chamber of Commerce on the territory.

There are many lights in the reception hall, but the bright and constant light from the magic crystal lamp still can't dispel the darkness of the castle. The rectangular hall is only in addition to the Viscount and several chamber representatives. The servants of the fallen, the shadows of each person are reflected on the ground by the magical stone, pulling the old, twisting, and smashing.

However, everyone who stands in the hall is unaware of the gloom and horror. In the view of the Chamber of Commerce representatives, today’s lords are still as kind and elegant as ever, and generously promised to benefit both businessmen and the people. Things.

“The last batch of herbal medicines and potions have been harvested this year, and there is a good harvest of food,” said a representative of the Chamber of Commerce. “The potions have found buyers, but the herbs are not selling well this year.”

"Don't worry, Mr. Pirks," Viscount Victor smiled softly, comforting the big businessmen in his territory. "The caravans from the plains of the Holy Spirit will come soon, and Frostburgburg will come to buy a large number of herbs." Everyone’s hard work of one year will not be wasted.”

The aging viscount laughs very gently, and the eyes are always with goodwill. Few nobles use this attitude to communicate with people who are not nobles, although their etiquette standards allow them to use when talking to inferior people. Impeccable polite language, but their eyes and expressions can not be so "in place", Vickers is an exception.

He is a well-known old man who is "friendly, friendly, fair and tolerant to civilians". Although he is deeply in the circle of nobles, every civilian in the territory loves and admires his old lord.

"The Viscount, thank you for running for the people on the ground," another representative of the Chamber of Commerce said with sincerity, "Please also pay attention to your body."

"Don't worry, my old bones are still strong," Viscount Victor laughed. "My son, who is not a weapon, is about to travel back from the Holy Spirit Plain. When he takes over the family industry, I will rest again." Not too late."

Subsequently, the viscount began to ask the big businessmen about the business of the territory this year and the purchase of cotton and ore. He asked meticulous and professional, which is rare in the contemporary aristocracy.

But all of a sudden, a wind that had been rushed through the hall of the castle.

The magical crystal lamps that are bright and not blown by the wind are all in all directions, but the light in the hall suddenly shakes and darkens like a candlelight.

The big businessmen still didn't notice the changes in the hall. The servants who stood around the wood did not have any abnormal performance, but Victor Kant suddenly stood up from the chair. He looked up at the castle's dark ceiling and eyes. In the middle of the moment, a lavender magic glow like a starlight flashes.

Then he showed a sorry smile to the merchant representatives in front of him: "Sorry, gentlemen, I am afraid that the meeting today has to end. I suddenly remembered that there is still another important thing to do..."

At the same time, in a hidden cave near the east of Ansu, the vines growing in tangled tangles entangled in the boulder in the center of the cave like a giant cystic shape, and suddenly, the cysts open, one The beauty reveals a strange female figure.

She has long dark hair and a fair complexion, but her face is like a robes like a robes. It is a terrible limb that is like a tree root.

Bertila, the female patriarch of the event, has been squatting in this hidden position near the front line of the east, and observed the changes in the entire eastern region through the ubiquitous plants. But a sudden sudden message through the secret route "wakes her up" from the state of symbiosis with plants.

The female superintendent frowned, and the dark green hair seemed to squirm like a life behind her: "A bishop-class sleeper... successfully approached and invaded the spiritual world of Gavin Cecil?!"

......

Gao Wen walked in the darkness.

He still clearly remembers what happened before: the suspicious mercenary leader suddenly looked up and smiled at himself, and called out his name with a strange accent that seemed to be mixed with many voices.

Then he was brought to this dark, chaotic and quirky space by some kind of power.

He is absolutely certain that he has been put together by a powerful force, but this power should not be the low-level knight of the other’s physical and breath strength that the mercenary leader’s own. At the moment when the mercenary leader suddenly looked up, Gao Wen remembered that he had sensed that a powerful and chaotic force suddenly emerged in the atmosphere of the knight’s head. The process was like “falling”, so he guessed the commission. The leader of the army should be just a medium. He may be a victim of this powerful power to send him to Gao Wen Cecil.

After the initial panic, Gao Wen has calmed down at this moment.

He walked around in the dark for a while, but he felt that there was no physical exhaustion. This shows that there is a high probability that it is not a physical world, but a kind of "imaginary space" that exists in thinking. He suspects that he is trapped. In a spiritual prison, but as a soul that has been trapped in the satellite for at least several hundred thousand years (and possibly millions of years, after all, he does not count the years after the end), he has actually mutated the soul, he There is not even a slight tension in this trap.

Can this powerful powerful person in the world be able to live longer than the satellites in the sky?

My old man was hanging in the sky and watching you learn to walk upright!

It was because of the arrogance and calmness of this satellite in the heart. Gao Wen had no fear of the situation at hand. After confirming that walking could not leave the current space, he simply stood still and then quietly looked at the front. Darkness.

It’s like looking down at the unchanging ocean and land.

He believes that the existence of pulling himself into this dark space has a certain purpose. The other party may be quietly observing himself somewhere, and the vast majority or all carbon-based creatures in the world. Patience, the other side can not consume themselves.

Ta will certainly endure the initiative to pull it out.

To say that Gao Wen is only worried now, I hope that this "imaginary space" can be the same as the setting in most stories. The time flow rate is different from the outside world. Otherwise, Heti and others outside think that if they hang up again, it is not good. If you run the two granddaughters, you may have to bury yourself again, and Amber will smash the things in the entire grave when he is buried again...

Mom, it’s horrible to think about it.

There was a lot of thoughts in Gao Wen’s mind, and I didn’t know how long the time of this imaginary space had passed. Then he suddenly saw an illusory shimmer in the darkness in front of him.

It seems that the "existence" of quietly watching is finally unbearable.

Gao Wen smiled and looked at the group of light that was getting more and more solid, getting closer and closer, and finally became a figure wearing a white robe with a smooth white mask on his face and no men and women. He listened. Underneath the mask came a low voice that could not tell the difference between men and women: "The Duke of Govin Cecil, you are more patient and calmer than I thought, really worthy of being the hero of 700 years ago, you This kind of heart is what I have never seen in other people."

"Your patience is far worse than I thought," Gao Wen said faintly. "I thought you would spend a hundred or eight years with me here."

"Please don't be resentful. I may like to invite you to be rude, but my fundamental purpose is simply to talk to you about it. Would you be comfortable in a different conversation?"

The white robe with a white mask said as he waved, and the dark space around him instantly showed countless colors and lines, and these color lines were combined into a variety of things in a flash. Gao Wen found himself standing in a vibrant garden surrounded by dense flowers and low shrubs. Some of the faint servants of the faces were busy walking around the garden, not far from the side. See the tall main building of the castle.

All this looks a bit familiar.

Gao Wen thought for a moment and found the corresponding picture from the memory of the original body. He looked suspiciously at the white robes in front of him: "What do you mean by this?"

"Is it that I didn't restore it?" the white robe said with amazement. "I have tried very hard to restore this place according to the ancient memory fragments. You see, those servants, are they not familiar with their faces?" Most of the scenes of this castle are extracted from their memories. What kind of plants do you see, and those buildings... Is it different from Cecil Castle in your memory?"

Gao Wen still did not answer, and the white robe continued to say to himself: "Ah, the memory extracted from the dream may indeed be distorted, so the castle that does not conform to the facts may make you feel uncomfortable. What about the environment?"

As the voice of the white robe fell, the scene in front of Gao Wen changed again. The castle and garden of Cecil disappeared seven hundred years ago. Instead, it was a platform at a height, with a delicate round table on the platform. With the seats, the round table is full of snacks and tea, while outside the platform, you can overlook a magnificent city.

The city has countless gorgeous white buildings, towering mage towers and floating crystals dotted around the city, filled with magical blue light flowing between the buildings, the whole city dotted like a heaven, the city In the sky, you can also see a huge translucent shield floating with countless runes. In the farther place, you can see a blue light column connected to the heavens and earth. Up, like the legendary Babel in the earth, straight into the sky...

The ancient Gangdu Emperor, and... the deep blue well? !

"Do you like this scene more?" The white robe sat down at the round table. There was no expression on the white and smooth mask, but there was a smile in the voice. "After all, you have experienced the glory days." People, maybe you would prefer to recall the magnificent image of the heyday of the human empire?"

"Sorry, when I was in the heyday of the Empire, I was only a knight apprentice on the northern border of the empire. I don't know what the prosperous emperor looks like," Gao Wen sat down at the round table and sat opposite the white robe. But the scenery is really good, I can still see what the deep blue well was like."

"Then I will be relieved," the white robes said happily. "So, the eternal sleeper has already paid tribute to you. Next, it is time for you to cooperate." 8)