Ruidu, the central venue of the Inventors' Association.

Magellan sat next to a few absent-minded patrons, watching a skinny middle-aged man on stage struggling to explain his invention.

This summer, there were hardly any sunny days in the fog, but the weather didn't cool down any kindly, and everyone was soaked in the humid and muggy heat of the approaching thunderstorm every day, but the thunderstorm never came.

On Magellan's left-hand side, a slightly blessed nobleman kept dressed roughly, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief dipped in cold water, like a poor sailor trying to plug the leak at the bottom of the ship with a sponge, and it was extremely tormented.

In such an air, the explanation of the inventor on the stage is particularly difficult to understand and makes people drowsy.

“...... Of course, I've got a visual example here to show that it's possible to record sound from the best!"

The inventor didn't want this rare opportunity to slip away from him, so he changed his plans on the fly and released his last resort early.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, fiddled with the complex machine with a horn on the table next to him, and then raised his head to face the patrons in the audience, spreading his hands like actors on stage.

"Listen!"

There was a brief silence in the room, and then a long horn was heard.

It was the sound of some kind of ancient horn, usually used on the battlefield, and I don't know where it came from, but it sounded like the real thing, and it was just as majestic.

There was finally a little fluctuation in the lifeless venue.

......

The demonstration ended in failure, and the inventor was not fully funded, but only a few gold coins donated for free, which did not seem to be too disappointed.

Magellan absentmindedly bowed his head to the door, put a few gold coins in the box, and was about to walk out when the inventor suddenly cried out.

"Professor Magellan, Professor Magellan!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and Magellan fled.

The current "Professor Magellan" is a celebrity, and ironically, most of his fame comes from the stories of explorers, including what he did in the Land of Dragons, what he did in the new territory of the Empire, full of exaggeration, it sounds like a child's bedtime story, but most people have no doubt.

This time, Magellan came to the exhibition to determine what the sound of the horn he heard in his body was really poisoned.

After all, the same horn sounded for a long time, and everyone from the body poison to Brittania heard it, which was really concerning, and Magellan couldn't help but think of the science that was preparing to create the Messiah.

Strangely, though, the trumpet does not seem to be the trumpet of the angel announcing the end times.

For this reason, Magellan found a precious ancient Loren antique and listened to the sound of the trumpet of the angels announcing the coming of the final judgment written in the book of Revelation, which was indeed different from the voice he remembered.

But it was a very important matter, and for the sake of prudence, Magellan came here again, and once again listened to the sound of the trumpet, which had been accidentally recorded, and was finally convinced that it was indeed not an angel blowing the trumpet.

This represents a lot of possibilities, an important clue, but Magellan finds himself at a dead end.

Even if we know that the trumpet is not a scientific statement, where does it come from and what does it mean?

Magellan didn't know anything.

......

The Royal Palace, the Imperial Military Department.

Also in Ruidu, surrounded by the sweltering heat, it was not only Magellan who was in trouble, but the countess was also in a difficult situation.

"This is too radical, now any action of our navy will lead to the vigilance of the king of the world, and for what the end of the world to call up the army, that is, to provoke suicide to the king of the world!"

The state religion of Brittanya was split from the Holy See after the Trinity Holy War, and they were mostly strict Puritans, and their reputation in the country has always been fairly reliable.

But even if the state church agreed from top to bottom that the end of the world was coming, it would not be able to convince the military department.

The greatest resistance comes from the threat of the king of the world.

Bretonia and Francie are semi-hostile, the relationship between the two countries is extremely delicate, any change involving the military can lead to trouble, and the navy is especially sensitive, their every move is in the eyes of the king of the world, and any action may be perceived as a threat.

In order to prevent the doomsday judgment of science, the first request put forward by the state religion was to let the navy cut off the strait and start preparing for war.

The countess looked at the envoy of the state religion and the admiralty who stood by the map, and had a headache.

In her plan, things shouldn't have turned out this way.

But the Puritans of the state religion were extremely rigid, they hardly knew any communication skills, and only two or three words were spoken before they quarreled directly with the admiralty.

"The weather is so bad to-day, gentlemen," the countess interrupted the meeting helplessly, "please go to the lounge and have a glass of ice water." ”

Except for the two who were arguing, no one objected, so they rushed to the break room together.

In the cool air created by the Essence, everyone relaxed, and the bigwigs, who held more than ninety percent of the power in the Empire, were immersed in the comfort of escaping and ascending, and absentmindedly complained about why, until now, the House of Lords had not passed the proposal to install the Essence Air Cooler in the large conference room.

The representative of the state church clearly held the opposite opinion, and as a Puritan, he admired a simple and self-controlled life, and hated the misuse of essence and magic.

The Puritans also wanted to pick up the proposal to block the straits again, but the countess steered the conversation and quickly made everyone forget about it.

If the venerable Puritan continues to go his own way, the meeting that the countess has spent so much effort arranging will be counterproductive.

After all, in this world, there are very few people who believe in the end of the world and the like, and the more successful people are, the more realistic they are, even if the horn is surprising, but there are still few unexplained strange things in this world?

The countess could not convince the adults, who may have been worried about the future, but what they feared was definitely not the final judgment.

......

"There is no record of it in the Academy, not even in the Society's database," Sir Cook shook his head regretfully, "the making of horns is too obscure to study, especially the horns used in ancient wars, and it is probably only possible to record them in a very small number of historical aristocratic family biographies. ”

Magellan sighed helplessly.

He was not surprised by this result, after all, it was an ancient craft that had completely disappeared.

"I'll try the countess......"

"No," interrupted Magellan, Sir Cook, "you need to rest." ”