Chapter 751: Growth
No matter what happened to the Storm Lord's divine position, Gawain obviously couldn't get an answer from the mouth of the deep-sea god in front of him, who was fiddling with the tip of his tail.
Even, it seems that the entire race of krakens is still in a state of confusion.
He couldn't help but pinch his chin and lean back in the high-backed chair, letting his undulating thoughts drift away.
The news that Tyr had brought with him had an irrepressible urge to go to the depths, to the other side of the Endless Sea, to see for himself in the realm of the Siren, or to see the corpse of the Lord of the Storm himself, to confirm some of his judgments.
However, he couldn't, not only because he couldn't leave the fledgling empire behind at will, but also because the Cecil Empire did not yet have the seafaring technology to cross the endless sea.
And thinking of the word "seafaring technology", Gawain couldn't help but think of another thing that bothered him: the Cecil Empire currently had no suitable outlet to the sea.
Most of the Cecil Empire was landlocked, with no coastline in the south, east, or west, and the only coastline was in the far north, beyond the mountains of the north, which was an undeveloped area, and the harsh climate, the mountains, and the dangers of the sea itself made the Ansu kingdom not consider developing it for hundreds of years.
But it can't be abandoned forever.
Gawain raised his head, his gaze beyond the tip of Tyr's dangling tail, and stared at the map of the entire continent not far away.
Beyond the mountains of the extreme north of Ansu, the further north of that coastline is not empty.
On the other side of a narrow strait, the first thing you can see is a huge island, on which the Violet Kingdom, known as the Land of Mages, sits on the island, and on the east side of the Violet Kingdom, the territory of the Holy Dragon Duchy protrudes from the continent of Loren, forming the shape of a horse's head, and turning back to the west A peninsula with the end of the peninsula also facing the mountains to the north.
In the past Ansu era, the northern country was basically synonymous with mystery and remoteness, and the closed nature of the feudal dynasty itself coupled with the objective factors of inconvenient transportation led to a very weak connection between countries in the northern region.
Taking the Violet Kingdom as an example, there is only a narrow "Northern Strait" between the mysterious mage country and Ansu, which itself belongs to the "safe zone" of the Endless Sea, and there are no storms and magical turbulence, but the two sides still do not have any fixed "flights", and the exchanges between the two countries only rely on a limited number of adventurer-like captains to carry out a limited number of "private voyages", or the extraordinary powerhouses directly cross the sea.
As for the Holy Dragon Principality, the situation is better, after all, there is still a land connection between that country and the Cecil Empire, but the Holy Dragon Principality is more conservative and mysterious than the Violet Kingdom, so that even if the two countries are connected by land, there are almost no strangers from the Holy Dragon Principality in the old Ansu - on the contrary, mages from the Violet Kingdom are occasionally seen in the large and small mage organizations in the royal capital.
Most of those mages came directly across the strait with the power of transcendentals, and a few came to the continent of Loren by private ships.
In the old days, these were the norm.
But in the new order planned by Gawain, in the coming cross-border trade, the boom of studying abroad, and the layout of the transportation network in the northern continent, such a situation will be broken sooner or later.
He has already tried to lay a railway in the western Oguray tribal state, and in the future, he plans to open the closed door of the Holy Dragon Principality, the Violet Kingdom, which is also the object of the Cecil Empire's trade activities, is to be pulled to the big ship of the "Cecil Settlement Area".
The Magic Train can solve the problem of transportation on land, and the resumption of the route around the North Continent 700 years ago is another problem that Gawain has to consider.
And even without considering the plans of the Cecil settlement area, and without considering the need to connect countries from the sea, challenging the sea is a step that the Cecil Empire must take.
People can't trap themselves on land forever, not to mention that the existence of krakens and dragons still reminds Gawain all the time - this world is still big.
β¦β¦
"The outside world is huge!"
Byron sat at the dining table at home, and said to the girl across the table with a somewhat exaggerated expression, with a little bread residue on the corner of his mouth, and when he spoke, he looked triumphant and showed off.
"From the rock to the north, along the Gorgon River all the way to the direction of the old royal capital, the plains there are very different from the south......
ββ¦β¦ I was busy fighting, and the east coast was full of monsters, so I commanded the battleships to hit them with shells and beams, have you seen those guns on the training ground? Dad's ship's main gun is bigger than that......
"Saint-Sunil had very high walls, and there were ridged parapets outside the walls, much higher than those of Tanzania and Kant, and I saw Cecil's banner raised there...... Don't believe your Uncle Philip, I was there - even though the flagship was a little far from the city walls, I could still see it......"
The girl sitting across the table smiled, leaned over, and wiped the crumbs from Byron's mouth with her fingers, making a "woo-ah" sound.
The voice represents a small lesson.
More than four years have passed, the little mute who used to be thin and unattractive is now a little slim, good nutritional supplements and training under the guidance of the knight's father have made Pea's height rise rapidly, the original rough skin has become healthy and ruddy, and the messy yellow hair is now softly draped over her shoulders, and she can barely see the original appearance when she sits there.
But she still likes to listen to Byron's stories of self-aggrandizement and self-aggrandizement.
"Oh, it's all rightβdon't worry about that detail when you're at home," Byron waved his hand indifferently, "I'm finally going to take a vacation...... By the way, Pea, how did you finish last week? β
Pea smiled a little proudly, reached out and took a clipboard from the side, scribbled a string of words on it, and showed it to his adoptive father across the table.
"Integrated...... A+, hey, that's good," Byron saw the words on it, and immediately patted his thigh happily, and then looked at his adopted daughter while rubbing his leg, "What reward do you want?" β
Pea thought for a moment, erased the words from the clipboard, and wrote another line of words with a brush, showing it again:
"All of them will come back safely from now on."
Byron looked at the clipboard, stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha, you don't have to worry about me, I can't do anything else, my life-saving ability is still very strong. But your Uncle Philip, who is still struggling to help build the defense line at the Fortress of the Long Wind, and that guy looks like he's ready to die generously, and he will surely die in front of me......"
As he spoke, Byron paused and scratched his chin: "I suddenly remembered that you have finished your classes in the general school, and you must go to the Imperial College next, have you figured out which branch you want to apply for?" β
Pea thought for a moment and shook her head a little slowly.
"It's okay, let's think about it slowly, anyway, the winter admissions season has passed, and you're not an adult yet, so it's not too late to make a decision next spring," Byron said very freely, and then remembered something, "By the way, you said that you were going to South Street with two friends today, right?" β
Pea nodded, picked up the clipboard, and wrote down a few lines of words:
"A new 'Film Film Company' has opened in the south of the Mage District, recruiting people who know how to teach magic.
"I made an appointment with Pafiri and Bobby to go to a part-time job.
"I go during the day every day and go home at night."
"I've heard of that company," Byron nodded, "Your Majesty's approval, and the strong support of the Government Affairs Department, and it seems that there are heirs from the north and west among the founders, which makes it feel very reliable." Go ahead, just stay safe and don't come back too late in the evening β the astrology says it could snow tonight. β
Pea got up with a smile, went to change the clothes she was going to wear, took her writing board, pushed the door and left the house.
The house fell silent, and Byron was the only one left in the dining room.
The Imperial Naval Commander stood at the table for a moment, then suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.
"I finally took a vacation, but I didn't get used to staying at home......
"Philip went to the border to guard, there are also land forces all over the empire to control the situation, and the fleet is really idle for two months......
"Tsk, when did I become so active?"
Grunting, Byron stood up and was about to go upstairs to catch up on a nap, but as soon as he got up, he heard the bell ringing in the hallway.
He walked quickly to the door, and as he opened it, he muttered, "Forgot something?" I told you......"
He didn't finish half of his sentence, for instead of peas, there was a hunched old man who looked like a counterfeit drug dealer.
Byron thought for a moment, and took half a step back to close the door: "There is no one at home, come back tomorrow." β
"Don't don't, I know you're kidding," Pitman said as he waved his hand as he flashed straight into the house with surprising agility, "I saw Pea go out just now, so I guess it's you're home alone, and I'm coming to see you." β
Byron narrowed his eyes and looked at the little old man: "Observe how the middle-aged bachelor spends the whole day in the restaurant with a sad face after his only adopted daughter left the house?" β
Pitman looked at Byron in surprise when he heard this: "I haven't said anything yet - how did you finish summing yourself up?" β
Byron stared at Pitman twice, but didn't bother to continue pestering the other party.
Because the little old man was almost on par with him in the level of nonsense and shamelessness, and in this respect this old and immortal fellow was not at all as interesting as Philip, who could only honestly take the stubble and jump into the pit.
Byron sighed, closed the door and said to Pittman, who had slipped over to the table to pick up snacks, "Come in, come in, I have something to ask you too." β
Pitman didn't raise his head, and casually responded while picking snacks: "It's about Pea's talk, right?" β
"Looks like you're here today," Byron walked to Pittman, "and that's itβPea still can't speak, but didn't you say that the bioengineering technology dug up from the nest of the Society of the End of All Things could cure her?" β
"Let me ask you one thing first," Pitman finally looked up, his beard stained with scum, "does she have a tongue?" β
ββ¦β¦ It did grow back, and she wasn't used to it for days. β
"So, from the perspective of flesh regeneration, my team has succeeded, Pea is already a healthy girl physiologically, she has a tongue, vocal cords, and nerves, you know all of this."
"But she still can't speak," Byron said, staring at Pitman with a serious expression, "what the hell is going on?" β
Pitman was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "She had her tongue cut out for six years...... Do you know what this concept is? β
Byron's face darkened.
"Her brain has forgotten how to direct her vocal organs," Pitman said unhurriedly, "and although her tongue has been reconstructed, her language has degenerated to infancy, that's our conclusion." β
"But it's still retrainable, right?" Byron asked, hopefully, "It's like letting a baby learn to speak, even if she learns a little slower, she can learn it from scratch......"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Pitman shook his head, "I've seen similar examples, and it turns out that this kind of 'rehabilitation' not only requires effort, but also sometimes depends on luck, and there are many inexplicable factors that affect the effectiveness of rehabilitation." Pea may retrain her ability to speak, but if she still has some trauma or her brain persistently refuses to speak, she may never be able to speak again...... Unfortunately, despite my expertise in biotechnology, I don't have much research on these issues. β
Byron frowned and stared into Pittman's eyes: "You shouldn't have come to me today just to say this depressing bad news, right?" β
"Of course not," Pitman smiled slightly, "Actually, we've got some new gadgets in the tech space over there lately...... I guess it might do something to the peas. β
(I recommend a book that is still a young seedling, the title of the book is "I Became Strong When I Die", and you know that it belongs to the type of brain-opening when you hear the name.)
The introduction is just one sentence: it is said that sacrificing hair can make it stronger, and Masha seems to have sacrificed his life into it.
All in all, milk sacrificed to the sky. οΌ