"Lott?" Lynn paused, what a nostalgic name.

"He's my older brother, the eldest son of the Pedrol family, brown-haired, probably shorter than you, born in the harbor town on the border of the Duchy of Nordland in the Empire......" Ivina kept telling her brother Lot's message.

Ever since the night of the fires in Harbor Town, this has been a knot in her heart.

After that, whether she joined the Divine Punishment Army or entered the City of Fire Oil as an undercover agent, she did not give up her plan to find Lot.

However, it didn't go well, and the only information she knew was that her brother might have been involved in the conflict in Harbortown, or that he might have left the empire by boat and headed overseas for a holy land belonging to wizards.

She asked several of the Academy's professors about the fact that a ship had arrived from the Empire to the harbor of Iyeta in the Wizarding Lands a few years ago.

In fact, many wizards know this, because it was through this ship that Speaker Lynn, who is a magical star, arrived in the wizarding lands and brought about an innovation in magic.

But in everyone's telling, the name Lott never existed.

At first, Ivina wondered if her brother was using a pseudonym, but Philip, who was in charge of teaching elementalology, made it clear to her that there were only two wizards who had arrived in the land by boat, and that there were only two wizards - Speaker Lynn and a witch named Jonny!

This made Evena's heart fall to the bottom, perhaps her brother Lott had died in the great battle of Harbor Town, along with the Archbishop of the Church and 3,000 elite guards, in the explosion that destroyed half of the town.

But she wanted an answer anyway!

"You must know him, right? Speaker? Ivina asked, holding on to the last shred of hope.

"Of course!" Under the girl's surprised gaze, Lynn nodded.

Then, without waiting for Ivina to continue asking, Lynn said with emotion. "It's been almost four years in a blink of an eye, and I think you've already comprehended the higher scenery over the years, right? Evina? ”

These words were undoubtedly a bit abrupt, and even inexplicable, but Ivina understood, and looked at Lynn in disbelief.

Years had passed, but Ivina still remembered everything someone had said to her that night.

Outside of Harbour Town is the Nordland Empire, and outside the Nordland Territory is the Secas Empire, and beyond the Empire there is a wider world......

Compared to everything he pursued hysterically, the knighthood of a ruined aristocracy in a village and town, can only be described as ridiculous.

But this should only be known to her and Lot.

"Brother...... Brother?! Ivina looked at Lynn in front of her, her eyes almost round, and her voice trembled faintly.

The girl's gaze was like a scanner, carefully scanning every part of Lynn's body.

The hair color is right, and the figure is also right, but it is a little taller, and the face is a little wrong, but this may be because it has been four whole years.

It's just that...... How is this possible?

Ivina couldn't believe the speculation that was pouring out of her head, after all, her brother was cowardly and mediocre, and could hardly find any good in it, and although Lott suddenly behaved very well that night in Harbour Town, far beyond her own understanding, the gap between her and the famous magic star in front of her was like a dragon and a mouse.

But there doesn't seem to be a second possibility now......

Facing the girl's excited and expectant look. Lynn nodded first, then shook her head and said with a little cruelty. "I'd love to respond to you, but it's a pity that I'm not Lot, nor your brother, but I just happened to borrow his identity from him."

"Borrow...... Use?! For a moment, Ivina seemed to have some difficulty understanding the word.

"More specifically, let's see for yourself!" Lynn sighed and reached out and pressed her hand to the girl's head, sending the relevant memories into Ivina's mind.

This memory is relatively complete, starting from his own witnesses of Lot's fall from the city wall, to his thoughts about facing the pursuit of the Church, to using Lot's identity to infiltrate the city and ask for information to find the fleet to the Wizarding Lands......

With his current status and power, there is nothing to hide from these experiences.

A large number of memories kept surging in the girl's mind like a slide, and the excitement on Evena's face gradually turned to shock and panic, and her lips were faintly white.

She thought of countless possibilities, such as that Lott might have died that night in Seaport Town, or that she hadn't taken a ride to the Wizard's Lands at all, but had gone somewhere else, or that she had been hiding from her search for years out of disgust with herself.

But she didn't expect that Lott would have died a long time ago, much sooner than she had imagined.

The cause of death was undoubtedly due to his own ......

Ivina vaguely remembers recalling that the night before Lott fell into the water, she once again made a few sarcastic remarks, and even reprimanded the other party for not passing this year's knight assessment It would be better to die, Lott did not reply as before, and then did not come back all night.

At the beginning, she had viciously thought that it was best for her brother to never come back, so that her father would look at her and see her hard work and dedication......

Now that her 'expectations' and 'dreams' have undoubtedly come true, Lott is really dead......

"I killed him...... Ivana's heart shook, muttering to herself, the blood on her face gradually fading, and her body trembled faintly.

Lynn shook her head secretly, it wasn't just Ivina's cold and sharp words that 'killed' Lot, but also the coercion of his father, Baron Pedrol.

It has to be said that the Pedrol family are all 'talents'.

A mediocre, cowardly eldest son who is unable to live up to his father's expectations, a second daughter who is stubborn, talented, resentful and eager to be recognized, and they also share a father who is ambitious and talented, and is obsessed with reviving the glory of the family.

The so-called children are just tools in Pedrol's eyes, Evena's appearance and talent in swordsmanship are bargaining chips to win over the Duke of Nordland, and the only son Lott is of course the only person to revive the glory of the family.

Even if the talent is poor, you can work hard, and no matter how bad it is, you can make up for it by other means, as long as you connect with the Duke and convince the bishop of the church, you may not have a chance to pass the knight election.

Baron Pedrol had a good idea, but he apparently did not take into account whether Lott was willing or capable of accepting such an arrangement.

The fiasco of the previous seven knight selections without exception, coupled with the expectations and burdens from the revival of the family, almost overwhelmed Lot, and Evenna's cynicism became the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Lot, who already felt inferior because of his mediocrity and cowardice, have the idea that everything will be better after his death.

"Your brother may not be a brilliant or magical star, but he does care about you." Lynn whispered. "His death is not entirely your cause, death is irreversible, if you want to do something to make up for your mistakes, then it is better to do something more meaningful, along with his share of life."

"Although the parliament has cleared the nobility, there are no longer a few people in the empire like your father, Baron Pedrol, who are ignorant, stubborn, and old-fashioned, and such vile incidents as drowning, lynching, and armed fights still occur from time to time in the kingdom......"

"No one can stop the past, or at least reduce the recurrence of those unpleasant things."

Lynn opened her mouth to say a few words of comfort, stretched out her hand and patted the girl's trembling shoulder, and then took the black crow who was watching the play, and walked out of the room alone, leaving Evena alone for a while.

The moment the door was gently closed, a suppressed sobbing rang out simultaneously.

"People, only after loss can we understand what is the most important ......," Lynn said with emotion.

At first, he only wanted to use Lot's identity as a temporary springboard to enter Harbour Town and find Laun the Cripple, who thought that the old guy would hide like a gopher, but because he leaked his whereabouts, he was caught by Pedrol's butler and had to go back.

Fortunately, the situation in Pedrore's family is very complicated, and the relationship between them is not too much to describe as strange relatives, so Lynn barely fooled it with the help of the description in Lot's diary.

Now that this cause and effect is completely dissolved anyway, as for whether Ivina can figure it out, it is not something he can control.

Lynn's mind quickly freed herself from these trivial matters, which would obviously have more important matters to deal with, such as arranging for personnel to enter the space-time portal as soon as possible, and figuring out the time flow gap between the two worlds.

This is extremely important, and to a certain extent, it indicates how much time they have to prepare.

Thinking of this, Lynn looked at the squire who had brought Ivina over earlier and asked. "Is Mr. Sean, who worked on the pendulum clock, still in the royal capital?"

"Back to the Speaker General, Your Excellency Sean should still be studying in the Alchemy Research Institute by now." The attendant said respectfully.

"Then I'll let him come to the reception room." Lynn estimated that Ivina, who was emotionally out of control, would cry for a while, so she changed the location of the meeting to the reception room.

"Please wait a minute, I'll go and inform Lord Sean." The attendant retreated very respectfully.

The wait didn't last long, and after learning that it was the famous magic star who summoned him, Sean immediately grabbed his new achievements and rushed to the manor as fast as he could.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" As soon as Sean walked into the room, he immediately bowed to Lynn and greeted him, with a very humble attitude.

"Yes, there are some things that require your talents!" Lynn nodded, stretched out her hand to the seat next to her, and motioned for the other party to sit down and talk slowly.

"We'll be happy to serve you, Speaker!" Sean sat down in his chair with a little restraint, he knew that he would not be able to enter the eyes of this magic star in terms of talent or strength, if the only special thing was that he had invented the pendulum clock.

The other party deliberately came to himself this time, probably for the improvement of the pendulum and the subsequent popularization.

Sean is very self-aware, and he brought his results in advance.

A pendulum clock about 40 centimeters long.

"This is a new work that I have improved after taking your suggestion, adding a minute and hour hand, as well as the ability to tell the time and adjust the date...... Sean gushed about the function of the new pendulum clock for Lynn, and the look of restraint on his face was suddenly swept away.

Lynn took the pendulum clock and looked at it a few times, and found that in addition to its somewhat shabby appearance, it could almost be said to be a very complete finished product.

"Your pendulum clock is doing a good job, and I think every city, town, and even every person will use such a handy timekeeping device in the future." Lynn didn't shy away from her words of appreciation.

Sean was naturally overjoyed, and soon became immersed in the grandeur of the magical star's construction.

However, Lynn's voice suddenly changed, "But I came to you this time in the hope that you can continue to improve the timing device, its accuracy is still lacking, it may be enough to deal with the general situation, but if it is used in some magic experiments that require accurate timing, it will be difficult to play a big role." ”

In particular, if you want to accurately assess the difference in the flow of time between the two sides of the space-time gate, neither a pendulum clock nor a magic hourglass can do it.

Lynn's words pulled Sean out of his complacent, and of course he knew that precision was a major weakness of the pendulum clock.

Because the timing principle of this thing relies on the isochronism of the pendulum's swing, it is already very good to be able to stably realize the division of the time scale at the second level.

"Speaker, give me three days, and I'll find a way to improve the accuracy of the pendulum clock to, tenths of a second, no, one-twentieth of a second!" Sean gritted his teeth and said.

This famous magic star rarely has something to ask for him, and Sean naturally does not dare to slack off, let alone miss this rare opportunity.

"Not enough!" Lynn shook her head and said directly. "I want you to develop a timer that should be accurate to one millionth of a second!"

...... parts per million One second?!

Sean's face was full of astonishment and disbelief, and then he smiled wryly.

"I'm afraid...... Can't do it at all, Speaker. ”

If it was a fiftieth of a second, or a hundredth of a second, he still had a way to try, but a millionth of a second, which can only be described as whimsical.

Even the legendary speakers don't have to react that fast, right?

"Of course it's possible, but if you change to a more definite method of timing than a pendulum, you'll find it easy!" Lynn said with a smile.

(PS: I have to work overtime at noon, and I can't send it, so today's update is a little late, please forgive me.) ）

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