When he saw another person appear on the "Iron Island" where Modir Wild was trapped, Gawain immediately instinctively raised his eyebrows, feeling a hint of disobedience.

The timing of this blonde woman's appearance...... What a coincidence.

And in the notes, Modir, who has regained consciousness, apparently has similar doubts -

“…… After Miss Melita left and never returned, I realized that the strangeness of this Iron Island was probably extraordinary, and that under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for a dragon to come to this island on their own initiative, so I was even prepared to be trapped here for a long time, and the appearance of this blonde woman ...... At the first time, it did not bring me the slightest hope and joy, but only nervousness and uneasiness.

"In this strange place, anyone or anything that shows up without warning is alarming enough.

"Vigilant, I asked where the woman came from, and she said her name — she said her name was Enya and she lived on a nearby continent.

"The nearby continent - that's obviously the land of the dragons. So I asked her if she was a dragon in human form, and her answer was odd...... She said that she was indeed a member of the dragon society, but was she a dragon...... It doesn't matter.

"It made me more confused, but the experience in that tower taught me a lesson: in this weird sea, it's best not to be too curious, and knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing, so I didn't ask anything.

"At the same time, I noticed one thing: the woman who called herself Enya occasionally looked at the giant tower with a vague sense of resistance and disgust, and when she spoke to me, she also felt a little uncomfortable, as if she didn't like this place so much that she had to come here for some reason...... Who the hell is she? What exactly does she want to do?

I was full of doubts, but I didn't ask, and the woman who called herself Enya looked me up and down for a long time, as if she was observing something very carefully, which made me feel awkward.

After observing for several minutes, she broke her silence and said that she was here to help......

"'You've touched something you shouldn't be here, but I'm glad I was able to pull you out – now you've been cleared out' – that's what she said.

"I remembered my vanishing memories in the tower, the few remaining footage, and the bits and pieces of clues I had left in my notes, and suddenly realized that I had survived not out of luck or my own strong willpower, but because of outside help, the woman who called herself Enya...... It seems to be the one who gives a helping hand.

"I thanked her, and she accepted it, and then she asked me if I wanted to leave the island and go back to 'where I should be' – and she said she had the power to send me back to the human world, and she would love to do so.

"What more can I say? Of course I do!

"Although all this is strange, and although the appearance of this woman who calls herself Enya is too coincidental, I think I have no choice...... With no supplies, getting worse and worse at the bottom of the way, unable to navigate accurately, and trapped in the Arctic by storms, it's impossible for even a top legendary powerhouse in his heyday to make it back to the continent alive, and all of my previous plans to return home sound ambitious, but I'm well aware of their odds of success - and now, with a powerful dragon (though she herself doesn't explicitly admit it) offering to help, I can't turn down the opportunity.

"While accepting help from strangers can also be risky...... But I guess the risk is no higher than the chance of dying through or around a storm, right? Moreover, this lady has always had a gentle and elegant and reliable feeling, and my intuition tells me that she is trustworthy, even as trustworthy as the laws of nature......

"I immediately asked her for help in sending me back to the human world, but before I could do that, I first showed her the strange amulet and told her how it had appeared—though I don't know if this mysterious 'dragon' could answer my doubts, I really couldn't find anyone to ask. Theoretically, the dragons living in this sea area are the only race that has the potential to know the secrets of that tower, and if even Enya can't take the risk of this amulet, then I won't hesitate to throw it into the sea.

Enya was visibly surprised when she saw the amulet, and she took it and looked at it carefully for a long time, then stroked it with her hand...... I didn't understand what was happening, there was no magic fluctuation in that moment, no energy reaction, but some unimaginable power did appear, I felt it suddenly descend, suppressing and purifying what was left on the amulet, and at the same time, the panic and uneasiness that had always haunted and haunted my heart quickly faded from the spiritual world - I felt a wave of relief and warmth, and Enya put the amulet back into my hand.

"'It's safe – it's just a piece of metal now, you can take it back as a memento,' she told me.

"I don't know whether to trust her or not, but the amulet does feel different now, it doesn't have any unsettling aura anymore, and as a transcendent, I should probably trust my instincts in this realm......

At this point, I finally relieved my last doubts and hesitations, I didn't want to stay in this strange steel island for a moment, and I had enough of the cold wind here, I expressed my urgent desire to leave as soon as possible, and Enya smiled and nodded—this was the last thing I remembered on that steel island.

"A chaotic light and shadow enveloped me, and in an infinitely brief moment (or perhaps simply a loss of memory for a while), I felt as if I had passed through some kind of tunnel...... Or something. When I opened my eyes again, I was already lying on a gravelly coastline, surrounded by a curtain of light that emitted a faint heat, and the curtain itself was on the verge of dissipating.

"I looked far away and saw the familiar mountains—this was already the north.

"Now, I am sitting on the edge of my own territory, writing in this notebook, recording my strange and bizarre experiences over the past period, which are like a crazy and torn dream, full of absurd twists and unscrupulous details, and yet there is clear evidence that they are all real events—the amulet, which now lies quietly on a large rock to my left, glowing faintly in the sun......"

Gawain frowned.

Modir Wild...... Just came back peacefully, was rescued by a mysterious woman who suddenly appeared, and was relieved of some hidden dangers, and then returned to the human world safely?

In Gawain's view, it seems that similar things always have to have some twists and shady scenes to be considered "common sense", but the development of the real world does not seem to follow the rules of the law, Mordil Wild did return to the north safely, his life in the following decades and the many adventures he left behind can prove this, in this "Modil's Travels", the record of the "Trek Legend" has also come to an end, and at the end of the whole record, there is only the end left by Modil Wild:

“…… It's over. As I walked back to Winterhold, I reflected on my adventures over the past few months, and my mind had gradually cleared up from the chaos. The familiar mountains, the familiar villages and towns, and the real human beings I met on the road all showed that the nightmare was far away, and the land under my feet was real.

"As I went back to the notes I had taken from the past, I saw again the unsettling scribbles and crazy babbling at the end, as well as the unfamiliar handwriting of the word 'leave'...... Now I can be sure that this word was not written by my own volition, but by my hand when Enya came to his aid, perhaps as some kind of 'spiritual awakening' or a medium for the transmission of power.

"I hesitated for a long time whether I should leave these records behind - they were weird, and they didn't look like the stuff of a normal adventure book, but in the end I decided to keep all the traces of this adventure in my own place - including the scribbles and the words that Enya had written by my hand.

"There is no special power in these words, as I have confirmed, and leaving them behind is a warning to future generations, and they can fully embody the dangers of adventure, and perhaps make other reckless adventurers like me think more before they set out......

"Later readers, if you are also interested in adventure, please remember my advice - the sea is full of dangers, and even more so in the north of the human world, and on the other side of the eternal storm, it is by no means a place for ordinary people to set foot, and if you do want to go, then be prepared to say goodbye to this world forever......

"As for myself...... It seems that he is going to recuperate for a while, and to finish the aftermath of his reckless adventure. As for the future...... Well, I can't fool myself in my notes.

"Mordir Wild is a daring and unrepentant fellow, and I just can't control my urge to take risks!

"It turns out that it is impossible for me to be a qualified duke, I am not a qualified nobleman, nor a qualified ruler, I will complete the relinquishment of the title and the distribution of inheritance as soon as possible, and the king and several other dukes cannot stop me. Let me be ridiculous, let me set off again, to the next unknown - maybe next time I will be alone, no longer dragging down the innocent, maybe one day I will die alone somewhere far from the human world, accompanied only by a notebook, but whatever!

"This world full of unknowns is just fucking awesome!!"

Gawain silently closed the thick old notebook, watching the mottled and old cover hide the words again, the sun that was approaching dusk shining on its restored spine, casting a faint afterglow between the gold threads and the hot silver.

After taking charge of the kingdom, he also made a point to learn the stories behind the genealogies of several of the main nobles in the land, and the series of changes in the country after the death of Gawain Cecil, and in the process, many names became familiar to him.

Modir Wilde 600 years ago...... He is also quite a famous person.

He inherited the title of Duke of the North early, and passed it on to his heir early, he spent half his life wandering the world, and did not act like a normal nobleman, even among the descendants of the early pioneers of Ansu, he was also a maverick to the extreme, so that nobles and scholars of history would frown when they mentioned this "adventurer duke", and did not know how to write.

He is a great man, he has traveled to every corner of the human world, even many corners beyond the boundaries of the human world, he has added nearly one-third of the exploitable wasteland of the dukedom to Ansu six hundred years ago, found more than ten precious magical materials and new food crops for the human civilization that was firmly established at that time, he measured the border between the north and the east with his feet, and many things he found - minerals, animals and plants, natural phenomena, and the laws of magic after the magic tide, which are still blessing the human world to this day.

He was also a ridiculous man, abandoning his title, ignoring his fiefdom, ignoring the royal family, and his contributions were actually based on interest, and his casual actions caused almost as much trouble as he contributed at the time, so much so that the Ansu royal family six hundred years ago even had to devote considerable energy to helping the Wilde family stabilize the situation in the north, so as to prevent the "paroxysmal disappearance" of the Duke of the North from causing chaos in the borderlands. In the Second Dynasty, where the power of royal rule was greatly declining, Modir Wild's reckless actions could even lead to a new split.

Therefore, the aristocracy and scholars who study history can only refuse to evaluate the life of this "absurd archduke", and they record the life of this duke in an ambiguous way, but leave no conclusions, and even if it were not for the "cultural preservation project" launched by Cecil in the first year, many precious historical records about Mordir would not have been excavated at all.

"He's a wonderful ......"

Gawain smiled, then sighed and sat up from behind his desk.

He came to the "world map" hanging not far away, and his eyes wandered slowly over it.

Modir Wild has left too many mysteries behind......

Gawain sighed silently as he picked up the pen from the small shelf next to him, the tip of the pen falling next to the land representing Talrond on the other side of Eternal Storm - this land was only a schematic map, not as accurate and detailed as the continent of Loren - and after a moment of hesitation and thought, he moved the tip of his pen on the sea west of Talrond, leaving a mark, and marking a question mark beside it.

"Is there another tower......

He whispered to himself, his gaze moving downwards to the shoreline where North Harbor was located.

"A world full of unknowns......"