The royal capital of Covetan

Around the peak of Wangdu Mountain, surrounded by mountains, there are large and small mushroom-like towns and villages.

These villages were centered on the royal capital, and farmstead windmills were built everywhere. The original royal capital was no longer just a small area, but a huge city that was more than ten times stronger than before.

Garon stood far away on the white road, looking at the huge city that had once been shrouded in absolute shelter, his face unusually calm.

The absolute shelter above his head had long since disappeared completely, and there was not a trace of totemic power in the entire air.

He rushed all the way down the roadway, and among the people he met, he basically didn't see a person with totemic powers.

A small boy humming a tune in the shop's tire-repair shop was the sound of radio music coming from a tire repair shop on the side of the road.

In front of them, there were two ox carts with some fruit left and unsold. There is also a wooden sign on the side, with a pointing sign on it, pointing to the wooden sign in front of it with the words 'Fangshi Road' written on it.

He didn't mean to make any noise, and after coming all the way and finding out the current situation and environment of the world, Garon knew what kind of huge meaning his face that had not aged for decades represented during this time period.

He walked forward slowly, seemingly slowly, but in fact far beyond the speed of the average human walk.

Passing through several small towns and villages outside the city, the sky has gradually turned dark, and the entrance to the royal capital in front of the mountain road is not far ahead.

The garrison tower is no longer manned, and it is now a time of peace. The tower was no longer a threat in the era of cannons, and a sign was hung on the door saying no.

Finding a carriage to go up the mountain, Garon was kindly led up the hill by a chatty old coachman. It was a hitchhike, and the two asked and chatted as they walked.

The old man had also experienced the war years, and he was convinced of the things of those totem masters, and he constantly sighed in his speech how the young people of today did not believe in the original changes, how they did not respect historical facts, and they wanted to absolutely protect and cover the royal capital back then, and I don't know how many old people in the road had seen it with their own eyes.

Now many old people have passed away, and the power of the totem has declined. Those young people of the new era began to believe in the legend and power of the totemist, but they did not believe that it could be compared to the current cannon, thinking that everything was just the result of the slow awe and deification in the minds of their generation.

Garon nodded in agreement from time to time. I also know a lot about the current situation in the royal capital.

After learning that the current Kurosawa Palace has actually become a shrinking comprehensive university, and the genius disciple he recognized at the beginning has actually become one of the two most accomplished students in the Kurosawa Palace, and is also in charge of Covetan. He is a big man who plays a pivotal role in the whole country.

Garon felt an unconscious emotion in his heart. Time flies, but I didn't expect that the little guys back then have now become pillar-like big people.

When it was almost completely dark, Garon got off at the gate of the royal city at the top of the mountain, the gate had long been unguarded, and there were many vehicles coming in and out, and many people went up the mountain to have fun at night, and went out of the city at night to return to their small manor home. Like a stream, it flows in a constant stream at the city gates.

The houses inside the royal capital are too expensive, and many people who can't afford to live in them have to settle their residences on the periphery. Over time, there were also large areas of various communities on the mountainside on the periphery of the royal capital, and the entire royal capital has become a veritable city within a city.

Garon walked in the direction of his cousin Hathaway's small building.

Decades ago, the roads were connected, many new buildings were built in many places, and many places were renovated.

He still asked a lot of questions before he finally found the small building where Hathaway was.

At night, standing outside the small building, Garon looked up at the little yellow light on the second floor of the small building. In this world, there is no totemic power, and the originally slow-developing scientific and technological path suddenly flourishes.

With the foundation behind the research of the totem workshopman, the development of science and technology far exceeded people's imagination, and the emergence of electricity also came into being.

This kind of unstable energy source, which was originally only discovered by the totem master by chance, finally replaced the original totem application status soon after the power of the totem disappeared.

Those workshop masters are also known as a profession called scientists in modern times.

Electric light is a new product invented by these scientists.

Garon glanced at a sentry booth on duty outside the building, where there was a napping guard.

Silently, he fluttered across the sentry post and jumped up and landed in the courtyard behind the iron gate.

Walking to the door of the small building, the palm of his hand shook the door slightly, and there was a crisp click, and the door was gently opened.

On the sofa in the living room, a white-haired old man with a white scarf on his knees caught his eye.

Perhaps the sound of the door opening had caught the old man's attention, and she put down the book in her hand and looked up.

At this glance, he never lowered his head again.

Garon also looked at the old man on the sofa in a daze, more than fifty years of time left a deep mark on this once heroic and beautiful cousin. Her originally smooth and fair skin had turned into wrinkled, loose skin. The beautiful eyes, which were originally bright and clear, have also become the eyes of an old man who are a little cloudy and peaceful.

The hair color is snow-white, and Garon only vaguely sees a trace of the inexplicable image of his former cousin from the inexplicable temperament of the whole.

"You, are you his grandson?" Hathaway's voice was a little hoarse.

Garon shook his head, looking at the once beautiful and heroic family cousin in front of him with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"It's me. ”

He whispered.

"I'm back. ”

Hathaway's old eyes trembled fiercely. This familiar way of speaking, this familiar tone and expression, time seems to go back to more than fifty years ago in an instant, and the handsome and powerful young man seems to have just been out for a few days on business, and when he came home, I am back.

Hathaway's eyes moistened, she had waited for more than fifty years, and now, time had passed, and she had aged like this, and Garon was still the same as before.

"Don't lie to me, didn't Dani ask you to cheat on me? She gave you the key?" she suddenly thought of something, and then shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Is Dani alright?"

Hathaway fell silent suddenly.

She suddenly realized that she didn't know how to face Garon. After waiting for decades, what can be the result of the current situation? Today, without the power of totem, the 70-year-old is actually approaching the limit of the current average life expectancy.

She was already on the verge of death, and Garon Hathaway laughed self-deprecatingly, she didn't believe that the young man in front of her was Garon.

"When did he leave?" she asked suddenly.

Garon was stunned, and then reacted, Hathaway thought he was dead, and only before he died did he let his 'grandson' come over to find his former old friend.

She still didn't believe it after all, she didn't believe that Garon was still so young at the beginning.

Suddenly, Garon felt a faint loneliness welling up from the deepest part of his heart.

He looked at the old man on the couch, stepped forward, and gently half-knelt down and kissed her on the back of her hand.

"Don't wait any longer"

With that, Garon stood up, turned and left the room silently.

Behind her, Hathaway didn't say a word.

Maybe neither of them knows how to face each other again.

For so many years, Hathaway has long been worthy of the name of the main mother of the Terry Jones family in the Kurosawa Palace, and she has succeeded a young grandson of her sister Dani and has become the heir to the next generation of the palace master of the Kurosawa Palace.

This little grandson is excellent and exceptional, and has the full support of the current chief of the military department.

And now, even if Garon is back, what's the point? there is no place for him here except to disturb everyone's peaceful life.

Everyone, all of them, including Effie, including Kongqin, the Celestial Maiden, and so on, everyone thought Garon was dead.

Died in the deepest abyss that was forever frozen in ice.

The royal capital even erected a monument to the great man for him, and every year there will be dignitaries and nobles to pay respects.

As for reappearing, re-taking charge of Kurosawa Palace?

When Garon established this organization, in addition to establishing his eyes and ears, his deepest idea was just to leave traces of Baiyunmen in this world. In the Miwu World Lu Realm, he unfortunately died in battle, so he could only leave the inheritance of his teacher Fei Baiyun in this World Lu Realm.

There are traces of the giant elephant's secret martial arts everywhere in the Black Water True Skill, which is actually equivalent to the totemic version of the White Cloud Secret Martial Arts. That's enough.

Quietly leaving the small building, Garon slowly walked on the brightly lit streets of the royal capital, and there were night stalls and night markets on both sides, snacks, clothes and decorations, small gifts, balloon shooting games, street gambling, and all kinds of night market activities.

Before he knew it, he had actually walked to the mercenary guild by himself.

The original employment guild is now only a real bar, and the customers who come in and out are fat and wealthy businessmen with big poties and slim bodies of all kinds of escorts. Or a young boy and girl dressed as a hipster.

The sound of loud music wafted out of the bar, and even if you stood outside the door, you could feel the rhythmic drum beats inside.

Garon let go of his five senses and leaned into the bar.

There is no one with totemic powers, all of them are just young people. Occasionally, I can see a few young officers with black military pistols pinned to their waists, which is a very deterrent existence here.

As for the totem division mercenaries, and Angel, who Garon had unconsciously come to find, the friend who had joined him in the shackles of war in the first place, was completely out of breath. I don't know if Lu Dao is dead or gone

Garon stood at the door of the bar for a while, staring at the bar in a daze, until a few beautiful girls came in and out to talk, and then he slowly turned to leave.

"Who is still alive after fifty years?" he asked himself.

Who are those friends from the beginning?

He unconsciously walked in the direction of Kurosawa Palace, the street night market where people came and went, but it made him feel a faint loneliness unconsciously. (To be continued......)