Sword of Daybreaker

The edge of the city of Cecil.

A huge magic net relay tower stands on the edge of a snow-capped field. The high tower shines with the brilliance of metal and crystal in the bright sunlight. The huge antenna device on the top of the tower and the crystal array are controlled by a series of mechanical structures. The static rotation provides a magic net signal broadcast service for the city and the vast area around the city.

On the spire of the high tower, on the base of the antenna device that is quietly rotating, a long snake tail is climbing on the cold steel surface.

The snake tail contracted and swayed, and Tier leaned her head out from under the antenna. She lifted her head to face the cold wind, and her long hair danced in the wind. Only the "singing voice" that only the Kraken could hear and understand lingered on the ripples of magic. In her ear.

"Naga ..." The Siren frowned, and murmured to herself with a doubt, "Don't you go back for such a period of time, did something strange happen ..."

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

"It doesn't matter, there are always strange things happening in the deep sea, but I don't know if Gao Wen is not interested in this ... eh?"

Tier blinked in confusion, and arched forward, but his tail remained motionless.

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

"Hey ..." Miss Kraken was finally a little panicked, and moved her tail harder. "Oh ... it's frozen ... why is it so cold here ... who will help ..."

A slight click into the ear, Tyre's struggling movement stopped abruptly, and she looked at the direction of the sound slightly dullly, seeing that the second half of her tail was cracking crisply, and the crack was coming along. The transparent ice crystals spread outward.

Tier turned his head and glanced at the direction he came from, seeing the smooth and frozen top half of the tower and the distant ground below.

The tail broke with a click.

"... a gentle deep sea ... today is a real failure ..."

...

In the city of Cecil, three young people from the south and the north, but gathered together by chance, are walking on the streets of winter.

The neat streets are spotless. Tall and beautiful houses are lined up on both sides of the road. Shops, houses, cafes and various public facilities are intertwined in this incredible city. Wearing warm winter clothes, the spirited citizens are everywhere In this cold winter, no one seems to worry about starvation.

At the intersection of the streets, on the square, where various types of people gather, the holographic projection projected by the magic net terminal can be seen everywhere. The projection may show the latest radio programs, or the announcement video of the Government Affairs Office, or the Advertising by certain chambers of commerce and companies.

Film was like a magic net terminal running at full power. He opened his eyes and looked at everything in the city, observing all the details he could observe. In the eyes of this young man from Barron, the whole Cecil City is like a stage full of fantasy, spectacle and incredible people and things, everything on this stage is like a drama to him, every detail is so wonderful, so incredible, but these are incredible The things here are real.

Fendil was also observing the city, but in the eyes of the young aristocrat from the northern mountains, what he felt was a completely different level from Film.

This is a city that is not divided into aristocratic and civilian areas. All urban facilities here are open to all legal citizens, and priority is given to survival and comfort.

From the perspective of the old aristocracy, here can probably be described as apostasy.

But the era of the classical aristocracy has ended, and the order in this city has become the new "system", and everything here will sooner or later spread to the mountains in the north.

The aunt seemed to be ready for this. The northern nobles who still occupied the castle and the manor must also be prepared, and Fendil himself ... finally understood why the aunt must send him here and let him in The ears of Cecil's order are here.

Some things really can't be clearly understood from the books and descriptions of others.

"I thought we would start making your 'Mage Shadow Play' immediately," Eleven looked at Philm next to him as he walked. "We have prepared the venue and recruited some people, but it looks like What else do you need to prepare? "

"Yeah ..." Film said hesitantly, but his tone became natural soon. "Your Majesty reminded me to let me pay attention to the authenticity of the script, let me pay attention to what the real southern border looks like-come out today Only when I walked did I truly appreciate His Majesty's painstaking intentions. There were too many things to take for granted in my previous script. The real appearance of the southern part is actually beyond my imagination. If I did not carefully observe here, the drama I produced would not It will make the locals laugh. "

"Although I don't think the situation is as exaggerated as you said, there are some reasons," Fendil shrugged, "After all, we saw that the residents of the city did not use sufficient charcoal for heating-here is Magic heat exchanger. "

Philm laughed a little awkwardly.

"Starting tomorrow, I will visit some people," he said. "I heard that there are many immigrant families in the Western District. They have experienced the first expansion of the city and know very well those days. Then I want to visit a few A gentleman in the artisan district, who arrived here from the old king only two months ago, and from their mouths, I should be able to hear how real immigrants start their new lives here. "

"Have your feet on the ground, a good start," Fendil nodded with a smile, "Film and I will go to the college for a formal report in two days. You are also welcome to come to the college at that time. You can look at those who came to study How people in the South live and learn. "

Elaine on the other side also said: "Besides, you can rest assured that we will continue to help you make the magic drama-I think the schoolwork in the college should not allow us two to spare time to help our friends Even if we are busy, we can at least advise you. "

"Thank you very much-without your help, I don't really know how to proceed with some things, after all, I'm far less mature than my father," Fendil showed a grateful expression, and then hesitated a bit. After a while, he continued to say, "To be honest, I ... I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to work with people like you."

Fendil looked at Fillm: "Still mind who we are?"

Film looked at the tall northern nobleman and nodded after a short thought: "I can't go against my heart-I'm still restrained when talking to you, but I think I'm gradually adapting .The feeling you bring to me is not the same as the nobles I have met before, you have some special ... atmosphere, it is wonderful, I don't know how to describe it. "

Fendil quietly looked at Fillm for two seconds, then suddenly smiled and shook his head: "In fact, if you see us before the Silver Fort signing ceremony, then you will feel about us as you were before. The other nobles who have passed are no different. "

Firm was holding back a little in shock.

"We will all those styles you have ever seen, but we know how to restrain our habits better than those older people," Fendil said calmly, "the rules of the aristocracy ... Oh, that stuff is like a pile In a room full of fish and shrimp, everyone who stays inside will be deeply infected with its smell. No one in our circle can escape, or no one can escape.

"My friend, 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 will know one thing and only hug in time. People in the new era are qualified to survive.

"Of course, I say that this does not mean that my friendship with you is a fake. On the contrary, I am very satisfied with our current status, because like a thousand bottles of wine, there will always be a bottle broken by a hand, a thousand nobles. There will always be one or two strange guys here. "

On the other side, Elvin interjected: "Thank you for the signing ceremony at Silverburg-at least now there are some nobles who are unwilling to stay in that room full of fish and shrimp can have a chance to come out legally. I can already foresee that the signing ceremony will definitely be recorded in the history books and become a lesson that scholars of later generations must study. "

Film listened to the words of the two partners, revealing a thoughtful look, but shook his head slightly awkwardly: "Although I understand, I am not very familiar with history ... my understanding of history They all come from exaggerated old scripts. You should know that in the past, civilians were not allowed to access real history books. "

"... There is a history lesson at Imperial College," Fendil said for a moment, suddenly, "I think this is perhaps the greatest point of Her Majesty."

For a moment, Film showed a dazed look.

Fendil noticed the blankness in his eyes, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "If possible, buy more books to read, and now there are more books for civilians to read."

"I want to go somewhere," Elaine said suddenly, looking at Fendil. "You should also want to see it, too?"

Fendil grasped the other party's meaning almost instantaneously, and nodded softly: "Okay, he's here after all ..."

Firmm looked at them both in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

"We're going to meet someone, our mutual friend," Fendil whispered. "Come with you, too, and get to know him."

Film glanced over Fendil and Elavin separately. He noticed that the expressions of both friends seemed to have changed, but he didn't know why the change came, but he nodded "Of course it can ... far away?"

"Not far," Eleven looked up, looking at the end of the street. "I heard ... he was set up there."

Film noticed an eccentric word in his opponent's discourse: "Placement?"

Eleven did not answer, but just followed Fendil's footsteps and walked towards the end of the street.

Film could only follow with a little confusion.

...

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

The building looks exceptionally new, it seems that it has just been built.

"Ansou Civil War Memorial ..." Fillm looked up, curiously looking at the sign in front of the building, "Your friends are here?"

"That's right." Fendil nodded and took the lead to walk towards the tenth step of the memorial.

There are guards at the entrance of the memorial. They told the three that it is closed today. The memorial is not open to ordinary citizens, but Philm saw what Eleven and Fendil had said to the guards and showed their identities. It was proved that after some negotiations, the two soldiers nodded in agreement and turned to open the door of the memorial.

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

"It's a bit of 'privilege'." Fendil said with a sneer at the Film on the steps.

The three entered the seemingly special building. Shortly after entering the gate, Film saw a hall appear in front of his eyes.

Because it was a closed day, it seemed very quiet here, and the light in the hall was only less than half. In the dim light, Film noticed at first glance the "human figure" standing in the center of the hall. ".

After approaching Fendil, he realized that the figure turned out to be a living sculpture.

A young man with a sword and armour standing there stood bathed in the light of a separate magic crystal lamp, watching the direction of the hall entrance quietly.

By this time, Philm had understood.

This is probably the "common friend" in the mouths of Fendil and Elavin.

"He's Belk, Belk Loren," Fendil started, as he stared at the life-like sculpture, looking away for a long time. "He's the oldest of the three of us."

"He has taken a path we never imagined, and ushered in an ending we never thought possible," Elaine sighed softly. "He once told us many things about times and change, but when he was willing to and When we said those things, I never understood, and when I could understand, he was already here. "

Fendil and Belk's "statue" stood opposite each other. He stared for a long time into the eyes that had been transformed into icy rocks, and suddenly broke the silence:

"Belke, as you wish, this great age has finally arrived."

A heavy and solemn atmosphere haunted here, and Philm didn't know what to say. He was silent for a long time before finally saying, "Can you tell me something about him?"

"Of course, but we only know part of it," Fendil slowly said. "The rest, the soldiers who had participated in the war may know some, the former lords of Pompeii may know some, the commanders of the Rock Fortress Maybe I know some ... I'm not sure if these scattered pieces can make up a complete story, but if possible, if there is a chance in the future, I hope you can write this story down and write it into your phantom drama in.

"Just as it is, leave a stroke for the last knight of the old age."