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And the newly invented steam engine is not large, so this airship appeared here, and it should be the only one in the world.

"Our destination is Theros in the southwest of the Orc Empire, and you can sleep on an airship. ”

"Okay. ”

......

The next morning, Magellan woke up in the morning light.

When he washed, he was amazed that he could sleep so well in the air, and besides, the dream did not appear.

"Good morning, Professor Magellan. ”

"Good morning, ma'am. ”

He met the countess in the airship's restaurant. It's a pretty spacious place, the walls are all glass, and the steam engine on the airship is far away, so it's quiet all around, except for the faint sound of the wind.

"Really nice place, quiet and nice. ”

"This was originally built by the emperor for himself, but we became the first to enjoy it. ”

"Well, long live Your Majesty. ”

The two sat at a table and chatted about what was coming next.

"You know I've found two Reinhardt's relics, but they don't have anything to do with me......"

"I've already brought that magic sword from Trinity College, and Professor Cook must have sent someone to wait there when we arrived in Theros. ”

Magellan nodded: "Where to start?"

"Actually, almost all of the information I have comes from Professor Cook, so this time you're the leader, Professor Magellan. Helen's smile had something indistinct in it, making Magellan feel both dangerous and seductive.

"So, the only clue is the mage lord who dug up Reinhardt's tomb?"

"Unfortunately, yes. ”

Magellan instantly felt his head go big.

"Even I don't know what happened to the Mage Empire for so long after Saladin the Great, let alone the mighty Orc Empire. ”

"The situation is not bad to the end, at least in Theros, the legacy of the Count of Byron will help us. ”

"Byron, Morning Star Byron, Byron of the Theros Freedom Front?"

"Yes. Those who await us at Theros, call themselves Byron's grave keepers. ”

Count Byron, the great poet and deceased freedom fighter, who had come here when Theros was trying to break away from the Orc Empire, and eventually died of illness, and according to his last wishes, he was buried in his native Britannia, but his pen was buried in Theros.

It was a thunderous name, and Magellan never imagined that he would one day be involved with him, even though the relationship was far, far away.

"What do they know?"

"There is a powerful faction within the Orc Empire, a relic of the Mage Empire, who have never given up on finding ancient legacies, including the Holy Grail. ”

"Ah, the emperor is really wise, anyway, letting the mage get the Holy Grail won't make Brittania unlucky, right......"

"The current emperor of the Orc Empire is a lionman, he is not outstanding, but he is not stupid either. ”

"I must say that our Emperor is so understanding, and if he insisted that we give him the Holy Grail, I would have jumped off the airship right now. ”

"It seems that you don't know much about the emperor. The countess's tone was meaningful.

"I don't care, Cabinet, what Lutwig looks like under this coat, he's not the emperor anyway. ”

"It's the first time I've seen you so utterly slight, and you don't look like a very ambitious person. The countess laughed as she spoke, and Magellan knew very well that the two of them were the same kind of people.

"What do those mages have in their hands?"

"It's a lot, so much that they dare to make it clear that the Holy Grail is their own. ”

"That's great news, but the question is, Luna they know where the Holy Grail is, and how do we get to the front?"

"Unfortunately, in order to get the Holy Grail, you have to get one thing in the territory of the Orc Empire. ”

Magellan smiled.

"Is there anyone within the Orc Empire who wants to be friends with the King of the World?"

"You can guess. ”

The countess laughed too.

Magellan suddenly felt that the future was bright, even if it was the left hand of the world, I was afraid that it would be difficult to move an inch within the Orc Empire.

"How long are we going to stay in heaven?"

"A month. ”

Magellan was frightened: "How fast can this airship be?"

It takes three months to get from Brittania to Theros if the boat ride is smooth. If you cross the strait by boat and then by land, it will take four months. If you take an airship to have a smooth ride, it will take two and a half months.

"The Emperor's plan for this time is bound to happen, and this should be bad news. ”

"Ah, whatever. Magellan looked at the clouds outside the window and stretched, "Is Chef Pi here?"

......

In a moor northeast of Theros.

Magellan did a whole set of radio gymnastics next to the airship, and the joints of his body kept making noises, because Magellan had indeed not exercised for a long time - a whole month.

Not far from him, the countess was talking to a few people.

The airship quickly lifted off and left, although it dodged a lot of eyes along the way, but there were many tails following behind the buttocks, and if it delayed any longer, the group left on the ground would inevitably be discovered.

"We're going to go a short distance to the east, and it's mostly desert along the way, so you'd better pack it up. ”

Magellan knew what this meant, and he nodded, taking the scarf and blanket handed to him by one of the "Byron Grave Keeper" soldiers.

"What about our camels?" said Magellan, wrapping his scarf around his neck a few times, covering his mouth and nose, and spoke sullenly.

"There are no camels. ”

Magellan was a little unresponsive, he looked around, and he didn't expect that there were really no camels.

"We went on a flying carpet. "The Countess brought over a man dressed differently.

It was a bearded man, and he was undoubtedly a mage. He was an Arafa with a traditional Arafa white wrap around his head, dressed in a crimson robe, and looked very inconvenient.

"The camels are too slow, our destination is far away, the faster the better. ”

As he spoke, the mage took off the large scroll from his back and spread it out on the ground.

"You should be able to get to the place before the sun goes down on the flying carpet, and our people will be waiting there. ”

Magellan shook his head, followed the countess up on the blanket, and sat down.

The mage raised his hands beside him and chanted a word, and the flying carpet slowly rose.

"There may be wind and sand on the road, so protect yourself. ”

With that, the mage waved his hand, and the blanket flew out.