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This short sword is a standard short sword exclusive to Sendlow, which is very balanced in many aspects such as hardness, sharpness, armor piercing, and enchantment effects, and many battle mages will carry it with them as one of the standing weapons.

And the name on the hilt of the sword has a deeper meaning. The name "Ray Elan" is nothing unusual, Durand doesn't know and doesn't care. He cared about the surname engraved on the hilt of the sword: Senderot.

This surname, which is shared by all battle mages in other planes, is considered a tradition and a status symbol for battle mages when fighting on different planes.

Duland, for example, has his family name, but has never used it in this plane. As the lord of the pastoral city, he always insisted on using the surname "Senderot" when he declared his name.

And the owner of this sword, the reason why he inscribed "Senderot" as a surname on the hilt of the sword, can only prove one thing: he must have been in an alien plane when he built this sword, that is, this secondary plane where Durand is located.

This means that battlemages have been to this plane before!

This now makes Duland's heart stop beating a few beats! Whatever the reason, the battle mages of Sendlow have really come to this plane! The short sword is the best proof of this!!

Durand suddenly closed his eyes and began to breathe deeply.

In the chest, the seven-colored heart beat violently at a much higher frequency than usual, faster and stronger. The sound of a strong heartbeat made even Sophie in the room hear it clearly.

"Calm down, be calm."

Durand kept telling himself like this, he was afraid that when he opened his eyes, what he just saw was just an illusion, and he was afraid that if he didn't adjust his feelings, his heart would jump out of his throat!

Reopen your eyes.

The notebook was still in his hand, the magic image was still in front of him, and the dagger was vivid, as if it was really stored in front of Duland, reminding him that he was not having a wonderful dream.

Battlemage. The battle mage who grew up in the same place as himself has really been here......

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Durand suddenly laughed, and his laughter turned from low to high, and gradually turned into a crazy laugh: "Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!! It's good, it's great, it's very good!! Hahaha!! ”

“…… My lord......? Sophie was visibly frightened. She had never seen Durand look so out of shape. Durand has always given her the feeling of being an unfathomable lord of the pastoral city, and her joy and anger are invisible, how can she have such a gaffe and crazy look?

Durand, however, had forgotten about the existence of women, and his mind was now full of messy thoughts.

- Since the battle mage has been here, and according to the notes, this dagger appeared during the Ninety-Nine Years' War. So, the inexplicable explosion in the war, the inexplicable defeat of the giants...... This series of puzzles may all be related to battle mages!

The answer may lie in war!

Throughout the history of the plane, the Ninety-Nine Years' War was a rare and important period that had an impact on the rules of the plane, and if you can learn more about this war, you may be able to find the reason why you were suppressed by the rules of the plane. What did the battle mages do here? Or is it because of some other reason that Durand can't think of, or guess?

Of course. And more importantly, it's why Durand laughs so wildly.

Since the battle mage has been to this plane before, the ...... I guess it came through the guò plane portal, right?

What about portals? Is it still there? Where is it if it's still there? Can it still be used? Questions popped up in Duland's mind, leaving his brain a little disordered.

But one thing is clear: if you can find the portal, you can hope to go home!

Go home......

When this word came to Duland's mind, a strong impulse suddenly surged in his heart, and the impulse was like a raging flame, unstoppable. Burn him all the inside!

"What else? What else? I want to know more! Durand went through the notes again like crazy, not missing a single detail.

He took down all the remaining research materials from the shelves and read them carefully, looking for any records that might be traces left by the battle mages on the plane.

The Ninety-Nine Years' War was no longer just a mysterious war for him, but a key, a key that could open the door to his home!

Sophie furrowed her slender eyebrows and looked at Durand, who was in a state of frenzy, with a confused face. She didn't understand why the man had become like this when he saw the image of the dagger.

"There's nothing special about that sword...... the woman thought silently, "and the words engraved on the hilt of the sword are strange, I've never seen it, is it some kind of ancient script?" ”

Although full of doubts. Sophie knew that she must not come forward to disturb at such a time, she thought for a moment, and then quietly walked to the side, leaned against the corner, and quietly looked at the man who buried the book.

Duland's expression can be seen to be a little anxious.

In this library, there is too little information about the Ninety-Nine Years' War, and a considerable part of it has been taken away, and the materials are very incomplete. Durand searched for a long time, but he didn't find more valuable information, so he couldn't help but become anxious.

"Damn, who the hell took that stuff? Yonghui's bastard? Durand scratched his scalp hard, grabbed his notebook again, and read it repeatedly.

According to the unknown scholar, a scholar named "Benson" seems to have studied the Ninety-Nine Years' War very deeply, and the short sword image is also one of his research results.

Since this scholar named Benson knows a lot of secrets and has studied the Ninety-Nine Years' War very deeply, what about the others?

Durand naturally didn't know where Benson was, in fact, there was not a single book from Benson's hand in the entire library, not half of it!

"Huh...... Wait a minute! Durand's eyes froze.

He noticed a detail, one that he had previously inadvertently overlooked—in the scholar's notebook, the scholar referred to Benson as "Benson next door."

Next door?

Durand suddenly looked up and looked around, there was nothing next door except for the bookshelves!

But Duland's eyes gradually lit up with seven colors, the eye of insight moved, and every scene in his field of vision became transparent, and when Duland's gaze swept over Sophie who was sitting in the corner, his face moved and he stopped looking.

"Huh?" The woman was a little stunned.

She watched as Durand got up and walked over for some reason. Then he pulled her away and stared at the corner with a frown. Sophie is a very knowledgeable woman, she understands what Durand has appeared, although Durand grabbed a red mark on her arm, she can't help but stand aside without saying a word, quietly observing.

The next moment, Durand suddenly made a move that made her scream. I saw the man silently raise his fist and slam it on the wall!

The strength of the fist is like a landslide, and the fist wind is like a raging fire.

Under Sophie's horrified gaze, the wall crumbled in front of Duland's fist, and the broken masonry was burned to ashes by the scorching fist wind before it could hit the ground.

A large hole in the wall appeared one man high. Behind the cave was actually a walkway, Sophie looked at it for a moment, frowned and thought, "I see...... Hidden secret doors? ”

By this time, Durand had already strode in.

Walking in the passage, Duland's heart pounded. If I'm not mistaken, at the end of the passage should be the room of the "Benson". The passage is not very long. Durand walked slowly, he didn't dare to go fast. I didn't dare to turn on the power of insight and go directly to the scene at the end of the passage. Because he is afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

His hope was to find Benson's research, or to find out Benson's whereabouts, and then learn more about the Ninety-Nine Years' War, so as to understand what role the Battle Mage played in that war.

He was looking forward to finding his way home.

Unfortunately, the reality is cruel after all. A moment later, Durand stood in a large library and looked around. A slightly glazed gaze swept over the empty bookshelves around him.

Empty, the shelves are empty, and there are no books and classics to study materials.

The shelves also retain a variety of classification labels, dividing the shelves, nearly half of which are related to the heterotopic plane, and the other half, mostly occupied by the labels related to the Ninety-Nine Years' War.

On the desk in the center of the room. Engraved with the words "Benson. Campbell", meaning this is Benson's room. It's a pity that there should be a lot of information here, but there is no such thing at this time.

Durand stood motionless. It's like a clay sculpture.

"Your Excellency." Sophie cautiously walked over to Durand and called softly, "Are you alright?" ”

Durand didn't say anything, as if he hadn't heard the woman's words. The ecstasy, apprehension, excitement, anticipation...... All feelings are now in vain. Someone took the material from here.

No trace remained, no clues to follow. A line that I finally found is here...... Broken.

Sophie thought for a moment, walked over to the empty desk and looked at it a few times, and whispered in surprise: "Benson? Benson. Campbell! This is one of the leading scholars in the world, and this is his research room? ”

"You've heard of him?" There was a hint of anger in Duland's eyes.

Sophie is finally willing to speak, but I'm afraid you won't speak.

She sorted out her thoughts for a moment before replying, "I also listened to my husband, this Benson. Campbell is a well-known leader in academic circles, and he is also an astrologer. The study and discussion of the heterotopic plane has come to the forefront of the vast majority of people. Of course, I don't believe much in the theory of heteroplanes. In the Holy City, the topic of the Alien Plane is even more taboo. It is a pity that three years ago, Mr. Benson gave a public speech on "Arguments for the Existence of Heterotopic Planes", which caused a sensation in the city, and as a result, he was arrested by the people sent from the pure white holy tower and sent him to the cross trial...... My husband used to say that this was the greatest loss to academia in nearly a hundred years. ”

Durand listened carefully, thought for a moment, and then asked solemnly, "In other words, this Benson scholar finally died at the hands of Yonghui?" ”

“…… Should be. ”

"So, all the research materials here should have been taken away by Yonghui's people?" Duland's tone was slightly quick.

"It's possible." The woman cautiously gave an answer that was not exaggerated.

ps: New Year's Day second update~