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Chapter 1250 Shachen¡¯s memory

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    Gawain and Amber left, and only the grandfather and grandson, separated by six hundred years, were left in the reception room. Modier looked at the direction of the door for a long time, and then finally slowly looked away, with excitement on his face.  His expression also calmed down.

    The old mage was sitting on the chair, as if he was trying hard to appear upright and indifferent to emotions and anger. However, compared with his great-granddaughter who was born with facial paralysis next to him, his facial paralysis that was forced out of him in an emergency was ultimately lacking in skills.  The old man adjusted his expression for a long time, but in the end he couldn't control the corners of his mouth from turning up.

    "You look very happy." Victoria's slightly cold voice came from the side. She had been paying attention to the changes in the expression on her ancestor's face since just now. At this time, she couldn't help but break the silence. She had expected that Mo  Dill would be very happy after seeing Gawain, but she obviously didn't expect him to be so happy.

    "Of course!" Modile replied immediately, the smile on his face no longer concealed, "That's Gawain Cecil! The founder of the kingdom, the pioneer in the wilderness! I never thought that one day I would  You can actually see him with your own eyes - a living legendary hero in the real world! Aren't you excited to see such a character?"

    "I was indeed very excited when I first met him," Victoria recalled her initial contact with Gawain, and then recalled the series of trade and exchanges between the Anzu royal family and the southern border.  After seeing the living ancestor's impressive economic and diplomatic skills, the Duchess of the North, who almost lost all her dowry money, became more subtle, "then all I felt was pressure."  He's a pretty scary guy, and of course that's a compliment."

    Modier looked at Victoria, his expression became serious, and he spoke earnestly: "It's normal to be stressed when working in the Government Affairs Department, but you can't have bad thoughts about His Majesty because of this"

    Victoria's mouth stiffened for a moment, but she couldn't explain it. She had to lower her head to express her acceptance: "You are right to remind me, I can't always complain because of pressure"

    As she spoke, a lady's face appeared in her mind, including the eldest princess Hetty and her skillful dark circles - and she suddenly felt that there was really no pressure on her body.

    Modier didn't know what he thought of. The great adventurer's eyes fell on Victoria. After watching for a few seconds, the old man suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "When you met with His Majesty, you acted very familiar. Your Majesty."  His attitude towards you is also very cordial.¡±

    Victoria was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted: "This I am a relatively high-level official in the Government Affairs Department, so I have met His Majesty several times. As for Your Majesty He has always been kind to others."

    Modier laughed, shook his head slightly, and said slowly in a clear but indifferent tone: "I know there are some things you can't tell me, and it's been really difficult for you these days. Don't worry.  , I have imposed a lot of psychological hints and mental restrictions on myself. There are some things that I will not think about, guess, or take the initiative to ask - you can rest assured that I am not a stubborn old man who doesn¡¯t understand right and wrong.  .¡±

    Speaking of this, the great adventurer sighed softly, but still had a smile on his face: "I only hope that one day in the future I can lift the 'curse' on myself. By then I want to hear it from your own mouth.  Me, who are you, who am I?"

    Victoria looked at her ancestor steadily for a long time, and her expression became solemn: "Don't worry, this day will definitely not be far away - because His Majesty has already come in person."

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    The bright magic light radiated from the crystal, dispersing the darkness in the room under the Arctic night. Gawain walked into the suite specially arranged for himself, and his eyes swept around casually.

    The living room is very spacious, with soft carpets on the carefully polished stone floor. Tables, chairs, sofas and shelves are all available. There are two doors not far away leading to other rooms, and on the opposite wall  On the ceiling, you can also see the hanging golden-red tapestries and the crystal-like thin plates hanging from the roof for decoration. On the edges of the thin plates and on the surface of the tapestry, there are exquisite patterns that glow with a metallic texture under the light.

    This should be the best accommodation that Tallond can find today. Many of the furnishings in the room are obviously inheritance from before the "Rite of Coming of Age" - Gawain can see from those objects that Tallond was extremely exhausted.  A distinctive style of complexity and luxury, but these things are obviously not something that today's Dragon Clan can produce.

    The dragons have abandoned the overly luxurious and resource-wasting way of living in the past, but the remnants of the glorious past excavated from the ruins still have to be put to use, so the gorgeous fragments of the past and the ruins of today are still in use.  The rugged architecture of the turbulent period was combined into this land that was going through a fire.This time they no longer showed that irregular state, but continued to surge and accumulate, slowly changing into a three-dimensional scene on the surface of the coffee table

    Gawain was stunned: "This is"

    "It may be the memory of Model, or it may be the memory of Sand, or it may be something seen by a pair of eyes from a third-party perspective," Amber whispered, with a whisper in her voice.  Trilling sound, Gawain glanced back subconsciously after hearing it, only to realize that she had changed into another posture at some point - her long black hair was floating in the air as if she had lost gravity, and her amber pupils were escaping.  Shining with pale golden light, she was surrounded by cloud-like shadow power, so that her whole temperament changed dramatically, but she herself didn't seem to notice this, and just continued, "What will you see next?  These are not scenes that I have manipulated - I am just guiding these sands to release their 'records', and I don't know exactly what they record"

    As he spoke, Gawain saw that the sand on the coffee table had condensed into a clearer form. He saw pillar-like structures suddenly rising up from a sea of ??sand, and many vertical and horizontal structures extended between the pillars.  With the interlacing lines and vaults, he saw that there seemed to be a larger, vague structure outside the pillars, but it could not be fully displayed due to the scale of the sand and dust. After the pillars and vaults were formed, he  I saw a figure suddenly bulging out in the center of the whole scene. The figure was made of gray-white sand. His face was blurry. It could only be seen that he was wearing clothes like a robe or a cloak. He looked as if he had just experienced something.  A long and arduous journeyor maybe it's still on the way.

    Neither Gawain nor Amber could see the face of the figure clearly, but they intuitively guessed the identity of the figure almost instantly.

    "This is Mordel!" Amber said with wide eyes, "This is the memory of Mordor Wilder!"

    Gawain was also a little excited, but soon he discovered that there were new changes in that scene: "Wait, there is something else!"

    Before he finished speaking, a small cyclone blew up in the "sand stage". In front of "Model" in the center of the scene, two new figures suddenly appeared!

    "This is" Amber stared, maintaining the guidance of Shadow Dust while looking at the changes in the scene in surprise, "Theoretically, this should be the last thing Mordir Wilder did before the 'split' happened.  Impression fragment, how come two people suddenly appeared"

    A strange thought suddenly popped up in Gawain¡¯s mind: Could it be that Mordel Wilder was divided between these two people?

    The scene formed by the dust continued to change. Gawain quickly shook these uncontrollable thoughts out of his mind. He looked at the center of the "stage" and saw that Modir, formed by the dust, seemed to be moving.  When communicating with the two figures in front of him, he could not hear the sound and could only see the body movements of the two parties. Judging from their movements alone, there seemed to be no conflict between the two parties.

    "I thought they were going to fight," Amber suddenly said, "When I saw him just now, I thought Modier was divided between the two of them, and I was ready to watch a thriller."

    Gao Wen: ""

    He was embarrassed to admit that his thoughts just now overlapped with the shame of the alliance. The expression on his face was a bit stiff, so he forcibly changed the topic: "I can't see these two figures clearly"

    "Yes, it's blurry." Amber's eyes widened and he stared carefully at the scene made of gray-white sand. "The one in front is Modier. I can confirm this. I can feel it even if I can't see clearly.  , but it¡¯s really hard to tell the difference between these two people when they appear laterI can¡¯t feel the breath"

    "Can it be any clearer?" Gawain couldn't help but look at Amber, "For example, adjust the projection focus or something"

    "I'm not a Magic Network terminal! There's no adjustable focal length!" Amber immediately bared her teeth and dismissed Gawain's request on the spot, "And this is made of sand, no matter how fine it is, it's just like this After all, that's all.  Large scenes still cannot be scaled.¡±

    "Model's resolution is not good" Gawain couldn't help but sigh, but he stared at the two figures who appeared in front of Modier more seriously, trying hard to distinguish them from the blurred sand and dust.  There were clues, and after such careful observation, he finally discovered something, "These two look like they are women. Look at their clothes huh? Wait! Look at Amber, do they look like  Kind of like an elf?¡±

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