While Veronica's White Oak sailed the wide waters of the Dolgon, when the first brick kiln factory under Cecil's command was rising in smoke, and while the powerful nobles and royal advisors in St. Sunil were chattering about the current situation in the south, the situation on the border, and the contradictions between dragon wizards and magicians in the north, Archduke Ferdinand Wendell, the most powerful knightly lord of the Typhon Empire, was in deep worry.

He stood on the high tower of his mansion in the imperial capital, looking down at the magnificent imperial capital at his feet, and occasionally at the dark and dreary imperial palace shrouded in majesty.

This is the capital of Typhon, Aldenan.

The city takes its name from the ancient Giants for "Thousand Years", and although it has only been on the land for 200 years as the new imperial capital, the proud Empire undoubtedly believes that the great city they have built will stand on the earth for at least a thousand years, just like the mythical Dynasty of the Giants—and everything in the city seems to show this proud spirit.

In the city, there are countless towers and towers, countless statues of heroes carved out of boulders, which rise from the ground and point straight to the sky as if they were about to challenge the sky, and between the rows of Gothic buildings is the "Imperial Boulevard", which is neatly planned and wide enough to accommodate ten horse-drawn carriages, which divides the whole of Aldenan into two towns, east and west, and a large number of straight, flat, wide stone roads that extend from the Imperial Boulevard. The whole city is outlined with neat and sharp areas.

The whole city is like a complex geometry with full structure and sharp edges, everything is planned in an orderly manner, which is very different from the chaotic, stale and crowded old capitals of other kingdoms, because the city is completely new: the old emperor of 500 years ago sank into the ground in the great collapse, and his Majesty the Emperor, who had been prepared for it, built a new imperial capital on this plain before the disaster broke out, and gave it the name "Aldernan" (Millennium City). Due to the strength of the empire and the careful planning of the original time, Aldernan became one of the most magnificent and magnificent cities on the continent from the day it was built, and Archduke Pierdinand has always been deeply proud to live in such a great country, to live in such a great city.

But today, he felt that a sense of crisis was permeating his heart, making him uneasy even when he looked at this prosperous capital.

His Majesty the Emperor, Rosetta Augustus, seems to have made up his mind to start a great war with Ansu, dismissing all the anti-war ministers and even expelling the peace-loving Count of Wintercastle from the palace with unprecedented determination.

To tell the truth, Archduke Ferdinand was not worried about the direction of this war, he believed in the Imperial army, just as he believed in his own martial arts and swords, he knew that the kingdom of Ansu in the northwest was an old and weak country, it had a history as old as Typhon, but it was tied to this history, and became a slow and dying old man, their army and weapons that had not grown for hundreds of years were no match for the Imperial soldiers, and on the other hand, the Typhon Empire- Several successful military reforms and administrative reforms have made the country glow with unprecedented vitality and vitality, whether it is military non-commissioned officers, officials at all levels, and domestic citizens, Typhon is far stronger than its dying neighbor, and there is no need to worry about the victory or defeat of this war.

Ferdinand was only worried about His Majesty the Emperor, and about the state of Rosetta Augustus herself.

His Majesty the Emperor has always been a dignified and resolute man, but he is not yet to the point of being arbitrary, he will listen carefully to the opinions of every minister, even if these opinions are not enough to shake his resolve, he will listen patiently, and will not directly dismiss all objections, and he values the blood of every nobleman, and he will definitely not do anything to humiliate and expel a real earl from the palace in public, but now...... He did both.

Duke Ferdinand thought of the last time he had seen Emperor Rosetta Augustus, the majestic Emperor His Majesty sitting in his black iron throne, covered in the shadow of the throne back and crown, and although he had patiently listened to the words of his most trusted duke, he replied with such interest that he did not seem to want to say a word.

And as Ferdinand was leaving, he distinctly heard His Majesty the Emperor talking to himself to a basin of water in front of him, as if there was an audience member talking to the Emperor in the basin.

Retracting his gaze from the palace in the distance, Ferdinand sighed deeply.

He thought of the curse that had been passed down in the bloodlines of the House of Augustus—a curse that had appeared only two hundred years ago and that only a few people knew.

They will hear voices that ordinary people can't hear, they will see things that ordinary people can't see, they will learn forbidden knowledge in ways that ordinary people can't understand, and they will gain extraordinary wisdom and insight, and they can even think and lay out ahead of time, but in the end, they ......

Their spirits will be dragged into a world that cannot be seen or heard, leaving only a shell of madness in this world.

The last time he saw Emperor Rosetta, His Majesty was clear in thought and normal in speech, but Ferdinand was deeply worried that the signs of madness might have appeared in that king.

He turned, pulled a rope in his hand, and the brass bell that summoned the servant jingled, and the door to the terrace was pushed open, and a squire in a blue smock appeared in front of Peddinand.

"Sir," the attendant bowed his head, "what do you command?" ”

"Bring me my coat, and get the carriage ready, and I'm going to meet the Earl of Winterhold."

……

Northern foothills of the Dark Mountains, New Cecil Territory.

Gawain was inspecting the newly built brick kiln factory, and with him was Nicholas Egg, who had recently been busy "replenishing his native knowledge" on his territory.

Brick kilns equipped with magic catalysts and rune triggers are lined up in the clearing, and they are undergoing their first "test firing" with the help of the "Magic Net II" buried underground.

Due to the lack of more accurate temperature control and reliable transportation devices, coupled with the limited construction capacity of the territory, Gawain did not directly take out the "magic tunnel kiln" he envisioned, but prepared to use a more traditional furnace for simple transformation, and first solve the "whether there is a problem" to carry out the transition at this stage.

However, although the furnace adopts a more primitive form, considering the future expansion and transformation, the magic net buried underground in this brick kiln factory is still built in strict accordance with high standards, and its power is even higher than that of the steel mill - but because the work of magic data is still clueless, Gao Wen has not been able to determine the specific power of the two sets of magic nets for the time being.

Feeling the orderly flow of magical power in the air around him, the bright and shiny Nicholas egg shook in midair, and a metallic trilling voice came from inside the sphere: "I must admit it...... Although everything is very primitive, the world is really interesting, and the flow of energy, and the way you make and use tools, is unimaginable in my worldview. ”

"This is the difference in the rules of physics," Gao Wen sighed quite agreeably, "Actually, you should feel fortunate - you are a 'traverser' from another world with different rules, after falling into this world, you can survive unharmed, and do not collapse because of the different rules, which is a great luck." ”

"Traverser? You use this word well," Nicholas Egg hummed, "you are really my bosom friend, not only can you understand, you can identify with my experience, but you can always think of the same things as me - to be honest, this is what I was most worried about after I realized that the rules here are different from my hometown, at that time I was afraid that my body would suddenly 'bang' and decompose, after all, even the material structure on the two sides is different, but then I figured it out - if I really want to decompose, Then the moment I fell into this world, it will be disintegrated, since I was okay at the time, it means that I have a big life, and I am worried about a ball......"

"Do you want to understand why you survived?" Gawain asked with a smile.

"Then who knows," the metal ball swayed from side to side, "I can't even forget my name, and I still have time to think about it?" ”

"Honestly, how serious is your 'amnesia'?" Gawain frowned and asked the question he had been curious about for a long time, "Do you still remember some common knowledge about your hometown, such as the environment, physical rules, and history, but have you forgotten everything else?" ”

The metal ball thought for a long time before speaking: "Tsk, that's the case, what can I do?" That's where the scariest part of amnesia is: you won't even know what you've forgotten. All I can remember now is some common sense of life, but all of this common sense belongs to another world, and I remember a set of languages, but they don't work here......"

As he spoke, he seemed to fall into a great loss, and gradually fell silent, until half a minute later, when he sighed very humanely: "Alas...... Actually, I'm trying to figure out who I am, what I do, what I do, what I'm good at, but you can't imagine the difficulty of this - if it's in a familiar world, things around me can give some hints, but here, everything is completely foreign to me, and I can't find anything that can help me remember the past. I've been walking around the camp these days, just to see how you are working and living, to find out what you can do, but what is the result? No results – I don't seem to be going to do anything, there's not a single job I can get my hands on...... I don't have any hands! ”

Gawain touched his chin: "Then guess what you did in your last life?" ”

"Where do I guess that?" The metal ball seemed to want to spread his hands, but he didn't have hands, so he could only dangle them, "I don't have the slightest impression that I am engaged in a certain job or good at something, is it possible that I don't have to work, study, or even go out in my last life?" ”

Gawain couldn't help but look the metal ball up and down, and his heart sank: Listening to this ball's description, I'm afraid he wasn't a dead fat house before he crossed over? (Fog)

As for why it's a fat house - look at the body type!