When Clay rushed out of the wooden door of the room, looking at the walls of the villa and the furnishings around it, he really felt what the new world would look like.

In addition to the revolver he had used for self-defense, there were several long-barreled guns on the walls that he had never seen before, and judging by their caliber alone, they didn't seem to be much less powerful than the giant cannons.

The azure blue wallpaper in the northern style, the wooden floors that go straight to red, and the giant steam ship that can be seen through the tall and delicate red windows make Clayte feel the existence of crossing again.

"What are you waiting for, Clayte. Kyle urged, glancing back at Clay, who was looking around like a hillbilly entering town.

"I, I just feel like I'm intoxicated here. These wallpapers, these machines, all seem to be full of vitality. I was able to gain a sense from my spirit that they were not dead objects, but a living, life-rich future world. Clay was intoxicated, her eyes still not taking her eyes off the chandelier at the top.

"I don't mind how long you live here, if time permits. Fifty years, if you will, is no problem. Only now the scholars are waiting outside the door. If you still want to ask for your strength and memory, I wouldn't recommend spending more time here. Kyle analyzed it in detail and took a few more steps up the stairs.

"I," Clay seemed to have sunk in the midst of the new things, and Kyle's words were like stones sinking into the ocean, without any more ripples.

"Let's go, what's out there will make you feel more exciting. Kyle said angrily, but kept his usual restraint as an administrator.

Seeing that Clay didn't want to move his pace, Kyle had no choice but to force out his right hand, grab Clayte's wrist tightly, and walk towards the door of the entire private villa.

"Your Excellency, Administrator. ”

"Your Excellency, Administrator. ”

Seeing Kyle come out, two Eventley Imperial soldiers in black uniforms with pistols strapped to their waists bowed to him.

"Has the carriage arrived?" Kyle asked.

"Your Excellency, as you know, the war between us and the Cruster Empire has been going on for almost two years, and although our empire and those tribes in the west are mainly producing war horses, we don't have enough horses right now. Basically, the horses of Ice City have to be sent to the front line. So, we can only look for something as an alternative. One of the soldiers said, still with some military pride in his eyes.

They don't seem to bow to power.

"What kind of alternative? You know, this boy next to me has some mysterious blood. If you let him get hurt or have an accident, your Highness the Princess will be very sad. And then our Emperor Majesty will also be very uncomfortable. In that case, I think it will be useless for you to argue anything. Kyle said with a hint of threat.

He didn't like the usual arrogant attitude of Imperial soldiers.

"Your Excellency, it's a car. Steam cars. Someone like you, who is sensitive to new things and is happy to promote them, should know the benefits of this kind of car. And we can assure Her Majesty that there will be no problems with such car protection. And Your Excellency," the soldier paused, and continued:

"Not many people pay attention to your search for the boy from the ruins. Nowadays people like things that can be used in battle, like pistols, artillery, etc. Ancient magic like this with mysterious powers should really be played by those old men, and it should be sent to the garbage heap. Do you think I'm talking about something?"

"That's fine," Kyle said, suppressing the anger that had sparked in his heart.

"But when the dragons with these mysterious ancient powers reappear before you, won't you feel fear? no, maybe you won't feel any fear. When the dragon's most powerful power comes, it will devour all those who don't trust, leaving no trace. I don't think there will be anyone in the midst of fire and ice who will be able to get praise again, like Ace I, who founded this country of ice and snow, will I?"

"Well, maybe, but on the day of the game between ice and fire, I don't think it was necessarily the fire that won. Maybe it's ice, maybe it's right. Your Excellency, Administrator?" the Imperial soldier said in a strange tone, in a way that struck back Kyle's words.

"Don't talk about martial arts. Kyle cursed inwardly, not saying anything more.

Long, long.

Just when the atmosphere of several people was cold to the point of being a little weird, the sound of steam rumbling not far away quickly broke this calm.

A few people looked in the direction of the sound, and at the end of the corner between the street and the house, there was finally a car that did not seem to be spacious.

Naturally, this steam rumbling sound also pulled Ye Mingyuan back from the joy of being silent in the new world just now, and his attention was back on the car in front of him.

It was a very well-made steam car, with a special treatment of the transparent glass windows to allow a clear view from the inside out, but the opposite was only a reflection of the light.

Four slightly larger wheels seem to demonstrate the car's powerful driving capabilities, while a large long tube at the top is gushing out black gasoline-smelling gas.

But these subtle imperfections could not extinguish Clayter's expectations for this new world, and on the contrary, he seemed to feel the charm of steam more and more.

Whether this is an innate trait or the result of an acquired refinement is unknown.

"Mr. Kyle, it's time to get on the bus, it doesn't take more than half an hour for us to reach the Empire's dedicated docks, where the ships are running out of wait. A deep voice urged, and Clay followed the urging sound, and it was a middle-aged uncle with a fat and bald head.

This body shape and appearance did not give him any visual comfort.

"Let's go, my dragon friend who is entering a new era. Kyle laughs and pulls Clay straight into the car.

Watching the car go away, the two soldiers finally changed their smiling and stiff faces into a different look, and said with a look of disdain:

"What's the matter, it's not the princess's help. Otherwise, if we still serve him in this capacity, I am afraid that he will not really regard himself as the successor of the emperor. ”

"But the princess likes him, so what's the use of us talking about it, but when your majesty returns, I think we, the magistrate, will get some restraint. At the very least, he will learn to do his own thing. Another soldier advised.

Within a few minutes, the two of them blended into the flow of people in the center of Ice City and disappeared into the bustling streets.

......

Smooth, smooth, smooth.

Since the beginning of his investigation of the ruins of the North five years ago, he had never felt that things could go so smoothly.

Looking at the slightly turquoise water in front of him and listening to the whistle of the steamboat, Kyle seems to have an illusion.

It was as if Clay wasn't the red-winged dragonman who had the original elder, but he was.

Beneath the endless blue, he seemed to be able to flap his wings slightly, and fly slowly and unrestrainedly towards the white sky. It was as if there he could have dreamed of the legendary elder's two strange tentacles, and the strange god with countless eyeballs.

"How did I come up with this?" said Kyle, shaking his head vigorously and clearing up his messy thoughts.

"I should think of a reliable future. ”

After deliberately manipulating the changes in his thinking, Kyle finally saw something he wanted to see.

It was no longer as if he was in front of him as if it was the icy waters of the Avin River, nor was it a noisy, chaotic sound wave. Under the impetus of his thoughts, it seemed that the dark blue throne of Avantley appeared in front of him, and the faint breath of life revealed in the green gems on it.

Immediately after, he also seemed to hear countless imperial officials shouting at him:

"For the eternal development of the world, for the continuation of the empire. We put Kyle I on his throne of faithfulness and rule over a nation that is loyal to him. Long live Your Majesty!"

Kyle, who was silent in a wonderful hallucination, seemed to feel a little fluttering in his body, and indeed, for all the things he was fantasizing, Kyle's hands had become less clean. It's just that there is still one last step left.

Thinking of this, Kyle quickly pulled himself back from the hallucination, he took a deep breath, no longer imagining the illusory, and instead turned his body back from the deck floor, looking at Clayte.

"You're so energetic, boy. It seems that a long slumber doesn't take away your energy, not even time. Kyle said with a look of envy.

"Are you talking about me?" Clay came to her senses, retracting her view of the center of Iceburst City across the river and shifting it to Kyle.

"That's right. But just how much of that energy is exuberant, or how much they have left in you, is a question worth testing. ”

"I'm not against testing. But can you promise me one thing? Clay said with some concern.

"What's the matter?" Kyle asked with interest.

"I just want to do one test. If you get what you want, can you send me to the city center for a few days. I want to take a serious look at this vibrant new world. Clay's tone was low, as if he was pleading.

"Absolutely. As the administrator of the Empire, if I don't even have this ability, then I might as well resign and go to the countryside. Rest assured, you will be in the heart of the city and I will do my best to provide you with all the help you need. Kyle nodded in agreement.

Woo——————

At this moment, the whistle of the steamship was heard.

The boat Clay and Kyle were in was slowly approaching the shore.

Clayt poked her head out curiously to see that a large area on the shore, though compact, was a large pitch-black building underneath the mountains and forests.

To Clayte's intuition, it looked like a giant castle hiding unknown monsters, but it was more like a huge black wooden box that seemed to bind strange tentacles.

But as Kyle's soft voice came, it seemed that Clay didn't feel that nervous anymore.

"The Mystic Institute and the Mystic Proving Ground have arrived, Clete, and now it's your time to test. The first one in the New World. ”