The silence in the hall was terrifying, the mountain wind from above blew through the vast space of the temple, and the pillars of light shining down from the zenith of the temple seemed to float down from the sky, enveloping the entire temple hall in a pale yellow halo.

"Open it and take a look! I believe the prophet had foreseen this day when he left the key!" the fat man looked at the hesitant Ferrantir, a piece of leather paper hidden in the deepest part of the prophet's notebook, which made both the fat man and Ferrantir's breathing become short.

"Or, maybe I really found a lot of stuff this time!"

The fat man held back the curiosity in his heart, his five fingers clenched together, and sweat faintly appeared on his head.

At the instigation of the fat man, Ferrantir carefully placed the already very fragile leather paper in his hand on the table in the hall, and then turned it over to both sides, the leather paper looked only the size of a palm, but it was folded back and forth several layers, and it was all unfolded at once.

It occupies an area more than a meter long and wide on the desktop, and the lines drawn by red and blue fuel look like a huge hand-drawn map.

"What is this?" Ferrantir looked at the map on the leather, his eyes flashed with a hint of shock and excitement, the map was divided into red and blue, one of which was marked with a red area, judging from the outline, it looked like the current Salander,

To the east of Salander, there is a long and narrow blank space, like a central axis dividing the map into east and west, and then the blue line bends into a sliding arc, which is obviously another continent that is even larger.

In the interior of the continent with red and blue strokes, there are invariably marked with some strange and strange markings

"It's the geographical map of Salander and Obarro!" The fat man looked at the map, and couldn't help but think of a review of the imperial map submitted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs some time ago, which was similar to this map for seven or eight points, he was the first to react, snorted in his nose, and said to Ferrantir, who was still studying the blank area, "The location of the blank space in the middle is the Obaro Sea, as for the ...... of these markers" The fat man's voice paused. The eyes are sparkling,

It was a very strange ancient script, he didn't know it, he looked at Ferrantir, "The words used in these signs should not be Salander's words!" "I'm not sure, this kind of ancient spelling is very complicated, and it's rare to see it anymore!" Ferrantir had already abandoned his so-called position at this time, and all his thoughts were on this prophet's map, and his hand gently touched the marked words on the map like a lover,

"You used to be a temple priest. He is the only descendant of the Ferran family, so he should know these ancient characters of Salander, right?" the fat man's face was full of expectation, "Know something!"

Looking at the words on the map that had become a little confused by the years, Ferrantir said without hesitation, "The ancient spelling is different from the current Salander script, and it is the script used by our ancestors in the original area before they migrated to Salander.

At that time they called themselves the Ono people, and they came from the other side of the sea,

In the first fifty years of our arrival in Salander, we still used the old spelling conventions of the Ono method. Later, he felt that this complex script was really inconvenient for future generations to learn, and the temple created the current Salander law from scratch!

But now it seems that the temple was motivated to create a new grammar. It's more like it's to cover up the truth of that period of history, because the books and documents of that period were all written in ancient European script!" Ferrantil's voice stopped, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's rare to destroy traces of miè to such a time. It seems that they were really afraid that the true deeds of the prophet would be known to future generations, so they did not hesitate to change the grammar to cover up the history, and they really did not know about the temple. How much hatred he had for the Prophet!' The fat man took a deep breath and sighed, "You can imagine how angry the Prophet was at being betrayed by the temple he created!"

"The truth is the truth, and no matter how hard it takes, there will always be a day when it will be revealed!" Ferrantir's tone was visibly filled with hatred for the Templar side, referring to the past of his ancestors, and he pointed to a marker located in the territory of Salander

For example, here, from the point of view of location, it should be the middle section of Polo Mountain near Kyoto in Salander, and the mark represented on it means burning black soil in Ou Lang ancient French, it should refer to what can be burned in the land there, or the black soil that is burning, if you don't go to the field to see it, it is really difficult to figure out the true meaning of this mark!"

"Burning black soil?"

The fat man looked at the position of Ferrantir's finger, as if he thought of something, his eyebrows frowned slightly, Ferrantir deliberately pointed out here, obviously wanting to tell sù himself, this place is not far from Salander Kyoto, if you want to know the clues represented by the mark, as long as you send someone, you should be able to get the result quickly

"Someone! Send someone to Poirot Mountain at once to find out if there is anything strange there!, like black soil or something!" The fat man walked a few steps through the hall with his hands behind his back, and immediately called in from the door a guard,

Walking back from the doorway, the fat man glanced at Ferrantir, who was still studying the map, and said, "I have sent someone to Polo Mountain, there should be results in the afternoon, if it is announced that the entire map will be translated, how long will it take, you can stay here for the time being, and when the cartographer finishes copying, I will return it to you intact!"

Ferrantir nodded without raising his head, the strange map in front of him attracted most of his mind, he knew that the secret that his ancestors had to hide in such a terrible way was not as simple as wanting to inform future generations of the map, but if he wanted to find out the true meaning of this map, there was indeed no more convenient collaborator than Vekia Falcon, the master of the continent!

The results of the investigation were sent back in the afternoon, "Your Majesty!" A dusty captain of the guard walked quickly into the hall door, he glanced at the falcon Majesty who was flipping through an ancient language book, and his face hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to say it or not!, "Found the black soil?"

The fat man looked up from an ancient tome, his gaze sharp as a knife, and landed on the captain of the guard, and in a corner of the hall, Ferrantir was carefully assisting a cartographer in carefully and slowly copying the almost yellowed leather paper. Many of the fonts on it are too long, although they are in a confined space, but the dampness of the ground makes many words blurred, and it is difficult to really record these marks without Ferrantil's assistance

"Your Majesty, this is it!" The Guards Squadron Leader looked nervous and took out a few black clods from his arms and respectfully placed them in front of the fat man, "This is what his subordinates found in the village under Polo Mountain"

The Guards Squadron Leader paused and said, "According to the locals, there was a major earthquake in Kyoto in Salander sixteen years ago. There were several large pits at the foot of Poirot Mountain, and one of the pits was full of such black clods, because it was considered ominous, the locals spontaneously buried the entrance to the pit, and when they went down to investigate, they heard that they were looking for black soil, and the local village chief talked about it, because of the urgency of time and the lack of manpower. The subordinates mobilized their subordinates to excavate, but the hole was buried too deep, and the subordinates could only grab a few samples from a shallow position not far from the mouth of the burial site and bring them back!" "This is ...... Coal bar!" The fat man's little eyes opened and he smacked his lips in surprise. His face showed the same appearance, but he didn't expect that the prophet Ferran would find a coal mine in Polo Hill on the Salander Peninsula back then

"Coal?Majesty knows this kind of black soil?" Ferrantil, who was explaining to the painter next to him, walked over, and he looked at the black soil on the table very curiously. There was an unfamiliar pronunciation coming out of his mouth, which was not the pronunciation in Sarande

"Well, a clod of earth that can be burned as fuel. You can understand it this way!" The fat man nodded, he had always been very skeptical, how did the prophet of Ferran solve the problem of the operation of the steam engine back then, and he threw the sample of the steam engine to the Academy of Weapons Sciences, but as a result, the Academy of Weapons Sciences concentrated the strength of countless great craftsmen, and in the end it was only found that black oil was used for combustion, which seemed to be able to reach the thermal energy of the rotation of the steam engine, but it was only for a short few minutes,

Therefore, although there are samples of the steam engine, until now, the development of similar mechanical reform that the steam engine can bring has not appeared, because the steam engine that cannot be rotated with continuous thermal energy is no different from a large lump of useless steel in the warehouse of the weapon room.

"Why didn't I think of coal!"

The fat man got up from his seat excitedly, walked back and forth a few steps, and sure enough, this world is exactly the same as his own world, even the same is true of minerals, because there was no coal mine found before, the fat man always thought that this world was without coal

If the burning black soil represents coal, then several other symbols on the mark can basically be interpreted, the black spring water should refer to black oil, which is a material that the empire has begun to exploit on a large scale and has a huge demand, and it is very wide in the southern region of Salander, and the blue stone and white field should each represent some kind of mineral, since this is the case, what does the golden mountain near the Mustang Mountains in the north of Salander mean?

The fat man's active thoughts just now paused, his hand touched his nose, and he unexpectedly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the golden mountain, wouldn't it mean that there is a big gold mine in the Wild Horse Mountains!

The fat man suppressed the excitement in his heart and wanted to immediately send someone to the Mustang Mountains to investigate, waved his hand, and let the person who had just finished drawing the map go down, and there were only two people left in the hall, the fat man and Ferrantir, and the fat man asked directly, "Ferrantir, let's be honest and honest, are you willing to submit to the empire?"

"Return to the Empire!"

Ferrantir's face was very complicated, his faith in the prophet was shattered by the fat man, but also because he unlocked the secret of the notebook, he rekindled his curiosity about his ancestors, if he still had a fearless heart to die before, now he doesn't want to die, just like a person who is full of hope, how can he be willing to meet death immediately!

"If you submit to the Empire, you can choose a region of Salander as the administrator!Even if it is the Black Forest where the Prophet's bones are buried, I will promise you!" The fat man threw out a bait that Ferrantir couldn't refuse, and said in a cold voice, "But you must guarantee one thing, and that is absolute loyalty to the Empire" "The Empire is not the Salander Dynasty that wants to hide the truth, on the contrary, I have full respect for the blood of the Prophet, otherwise you would have died two years ago, but the army of the Empire will never allow rebellion!" Do you understand?"As long as you dare to make a slight move, the Imperial army will crush you to powder just like the battle for the Black Forest"

Ferrantir smiled wryly. The temptation of the prophet's burial place, after passing through this map, made him firm in his determination to uncover the secrets of his ancestors and prophets, and the guilt of more than 100,000 unjust souls in the Black Forest made him know that he could not refuse such an appointment at all.

Slowly kneeling down on one knee in front of the fat man, Ferrantir raised his head and said decisively, "If it's an appointment from the Black Forest...... I return to the Empire!"

The news of Ferrantir, the son of the sky, who had sworn allegiance to the Empire, had spread throughout Salander's Kyoto the next day, and just when the people of Salander were stunned and discussing, the news that Ferrantir would go to the Black Forest in the south of Salander to serve as a steward. Once again, it shook the hearts of the people of Salander like an earthquake

"Black Forest ......"

Most of the Salander people who heard the news looked incredulous,

"Are you sure it's the Black Forest?"

What a strange appointment! Everyone knows that Ferrantir was arrested by the Empire because of the Black Forest Rebellion, and now the Empire has appointed him as the administrator of the Black Forest, what does it mean to be in a daze? Could it be that the Vicchia Falcon is already in a daze when he is about to marry a new wife? Letting Ferrantir go to the Black Forest is undoubtedly letting the tiger return to the mountains! But in the hearts of some Salander nobles, for this Falcon Majesty who dared to be so bold and rebellious. I can't help but look forward to it a little more,

Releasing the Children of the Sky to freedom shows the Empire's attitude towards the rebellion in the first place, and the Salander nobles who were captured in the Visa War. If it were to be blamed, it would be much smaller than Ferrantil, who had raised the flag of rebellion, and the nobles were ready to move, and they wanted to know the true attitude of the Empire. Is the Vekia Falcon really dizzy, or is it a trap that was released,

For this may affect the appointment of Salander dìng. The Imperial Military has a rare appearance of calm, which once again shows the absolute obedience of the Imperial Army to His Majesty the Falcon, in fact, it is not necessarily the case, but the generals have maintained an optimistic attitude towards the appointment of His Majesty, after several years of governance, the resistance in the south of Salander has long been quelled by the generals, although the Black Forest region is very special, but the strength is there,

If you want a population without a population, if you want resources without resources, the only thing that has more is wood, that kind of thing can't be made of armor to fight, even in its heyday, the forces in the Black Forest region are still unable to fight with the Imperial Legion, not to mention that now the population has been reduced by half,

The Black Forest chiefs led by Sukebrin are full of hatred towards Ferrantir who provoked the civil war at the beginning, Ferrantir's return to the Black Forest is not so much an appointment as a kind of self-imprisonment, just like a transaction between the two sides, the Falcon Majesty promised to protect Ferrantir's safety, and Ferrantir must show enough loyalty, if Ferrantir's return to the Black Forest is to let the tiger return to the mountain, then this area that once belonged to Ferrantir has now become an invisible cage for his house arrest。

In the base camp of the Southern Legion, which was guarding the south of Salander, the Southern Governor, Statunko, was calmly drafting a document, the sun was shining outside, the June heat was shining, and the sound of knowledge was on the trunk of the tree outside the window.

"Come on, send this article to Your Majesty!

Signing his name behind Wen Jiàn, Statunko stood up and handed Wen Jiàn to a guard waiting at the door, it was a list of the nobles who had enabled Saland, a total of seventy-six people, originally there were more than one hundred and thirty people, but after Nilai's re-examination, one-third of them were brushed off, and the rest, Statunko was specially selected, half of these seventy-six people were themselves nobles who fled to Kyoto in the south of Salander, and seventeen were themselves officials of the Salander dynasty in the southern region, and they knew the situation in the south of Salander, and they would enter the south as assistants to the head of the regional garrison, if the table is excellent, will be a veritable administrator after three years, directly responsible to the regional governor's palace.

In the quiet noon, Statunko's heart was filled with admiration for His Majesty the Falcon for Ferrantil's appointment,

The Falcon Majesty is indeed worthy of being a master of attacking the heart, and the timing and focus of the shot are all clever and terrifying.

The Salander region is becoming more and more stable, and the hostility of both nobles and commoners towards the empire has been eliminated a lot.

At this time, with the high-profile son of the sky Ferrantir as an opportunity, an easy appointment opened the predicament of Salander, which had been silent for several years.

Like a pebble thrown into a pool of stagnant water, the whole area of Salande Island is turned around with Salander Kyoto as the center,

According to the reactions of all parties in Salander, the Salander people, who were originally afraid of the Empire, began to have an expectation of the Empire because of this incident.

Some people began to talk about the attitude of the Empire in this matter, and it was unbelievable that someone like Ferrantir was not executed!

This is the first time that the Falcon Empire has shown that it has a benevolent side behind the bloody butcher's knife,

Of course, the people of Salander do not know yet, and the greater shock is yet to come, and if that report is approved by His Majesty, the whole of Salander will boil......!