old dream

Chapter 331 Two Maps
The two walked along the red river bank, and ruins of different shapes appeared from time to time at the edge of the field of vision, passing by.This made their hearts heavy, and they stopped talking for a while, and just buried their heads in silence.

The area affected by the "natural enemy" in the red river valley is far wider than imagined.After entering this frequency tonight, they have obviously advanced hundreds of kilometers, but they can still see the traces of destruction left by the giant beast in the sky everywhere.

On the right side of the field of vision, a long canyon cracked out of the originally flat land, and the surface covered with vegetation was completely turned into the ground. A freshly gouged sore.

"That's why, 'Far Star' had to be built at the end of the river, at the edge of the earth."

Nancy said, with a hint of fear in her tone, because the capital of the dream might have collapsed:

"This is a very unstable world. The appearance of the Red River means that it is seriously bleeding... Those natural ether structures are constantly declining, so so many redstones are precipitated and washed away by the water."

"If we get to distant stars, maybe we can see the boundaries of the quadrants falling down," she said.

"Falling down..." Colin whispered, thinking of the boundless void around the tower of hell, where there was nothing at all.

"So the appearance of those 'natural enemies' is also a manifestation of the destruction of the quadrant?"

"I don't know," Nancy said.

"Of course, even if you know something, you can't stop it."

They couldn't kill a monster like that, and they couldn't even be sure if it was life, or a purely natural disaster like a cold wave, a meteorite, or an earthquake.

It is impossible for Colin and Nancy to stay here to help them all the time. After all, the unfettered "fairy" in the eyes of the natives is just an involuntary prisoner in another world.

"It is said that the appearance of natural enemies is regular." Nancy said:

"It takes about four to five years in terms of time, and several frequent areas can also be summarized in terms of space. In the past, some night people have predicted the time and location of natural enemies. But this method is meaningless to the aboriginals, because they still have There is no written calendar, and there is no large enough map. So even if you know the law, you can't calculate it at all."

This world is too vast and empty, and the non-literate indigenous clans are constantly migrating. They can only guess the approximate direction through the river, and they don't know anything about the more precise direction.

Hearing this, Colin suddenly had an idea:
"Since this is the case, have you ever thought about handing over the map and calendar to them?"

"Improbable," said Nancy:

"After all, they don't even have written words and a unified language. It may take weeks to impart this knowledge to a wise man in a village, and it cannot be spread to the surroundings, and it is likely to be lost within a few generations."

"It is of course very difficult to teach directly." Colin said: "But, what if they are allowed to comprehend by themselves?"

"what?"

"We engrave maps and calendars all over the world, for example, on stone walls worth 1 yuan. The rest is left to them."

"However, they in this world are still very..." Nancy considered the appropriate wording.

"Ignorant, primitive."

Colin said for her:

"But don't underestimate their own wisdom."

Nancy didn't mean to disrespect these natives, but the deepest contempt was often not even noticed by the contempt.

Colin and Nancy would travel thousands of kilometers every time they entered the Red River Valley, from the center of the world to the edge.They recorded as they advanced, and unknowingly accumulated a map with fairly good accuracy in their hands.

Although it can't cover all areas, it can already help countless people.

And Nancy does have a complete calendar in her hands. According to her, it was completed by the night people 300 years ago.So logically, Ke Lin adapted the ready-made calendar into a pattern, filling it with patterns representing surplus and deficiency and weather, and finally formed a disc like the heavenly stems and earthly branches of the previous life,

The main body of the map is composed of the direction of the Red River and mountains, which looks like a bunch of blood vessels or the root system of a tree.

Colin found a solid boulder.As soon as the intention was focused, strange patterns began to be carved on the round stone.

This kind of operation is no burden for Colin, after all, he has long been used to working on a smaller scale.In a blink of an eye, the simplified calendar landscape map has been engraved on the stone.

It's just the first stone, and it still looks pretty unremarkable.Its ending will likely never be found out, but more will slowly come out later.

Colin and Nancy continued to look for the distant star at the edge of the world.But every few tens of kilometers, or every time he saw a village, Ke Lin would leave the sky above the Red River and leave huge patterns on the nearby rock walls, waiting for someone to accidentally discover them and comprehend the meaning contained in them in meditation. information.

The two ghosts blew across the place like a breeze, leaving mysterious traces silently.In a sense, civilizations from another world are spreading at a speed of thousands of kilometers per hour.

Colin went on doing it, as well as he could, until he awoke from his dream the next day.

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The narrative office of the Order of the Cardinal Holy Province, the main control center of the Danaro narrative device.It is located in a low-rise building that no one cares about to the east of the Aisne Cathedral.

It may seem inconspicuous, but anyone who wants to rule this country must first control or destroy it.

If it is not artificially arranged, the Ethernet network can no longer be changed, the Grand Duke will definitely relocate it to his garden palace.

In the workshop here is the most detailed map of Danaro City in the world. Its decoration is priceless, but even without those richly decorated picture frames or extravagant gem icons, the map itself can be called a piece of art. An incomparably outstanding work of art.

Because what it depicts is not the physical space of Danaro City, but the complete etheric network here.

The ultimate rationality will bring the ultimate beauty.Anyone looking at these patterns can hardly resist the natural beauty contained in the lines.But its author is not human beings, but nature, and the "automatic narrative device" that seems to be working tirelessly without knowledge.

There are hundreds of thousands of ether nodes in the map drawn by the device, and most of those nodes have not been discovered in reality until now, and they have not been fully marked until now, and most of them are still being explored.

At this moment, this unremarkable small building was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.In addition to the technical staff of the Registry, "Mammoth" McBride and several senior government officials have all been present.

Even the Grand Duke came here in person. At this time, he was waiting for news in a lounge not far away with his lady officer Bernice.

Because after a lapse of 20 days, the narrative device once again captured the traces of witchcraft representing Zaar Winter, his unique spirit breath.

There is even no need to "capture", because Winter just appeared in such a majestic manner, with unknown intentions, and instead of hiding cautiously in the past, as if showing off his own existence, he kept moving towards an unknown goal.

The technicians walked frequently in the field, and some young juniors kept running towards the analysts holding thick piles of paper.Now they have to run, because in the middle of the work hall, the five slender mechanical arms of 670 are simultaneously pulling the charcoal pencils, writing down the huge amount of information output by the narrative device on the paper at a very dense frequency.

The mammoth who was in charge was staring at the map coldly, and a terrifying aura emanated from his tall and powerful body, which made the high-ranking officials standing beside him break out in a cold sweat.

This mammoth always maintains a gentle appearance. If it is not facing the enemy, he seldom shows such a terrifying side of himself.However, today is a special time.

"782.145.63!"

"18.230!"

From time to time, someone shouted out groups of numbers behind him.When the people on the side of the map heard these numbers, they immediately used the push rod to move several gems of different colors on the map.

Both counting and putting are very frequent, because most of the attention of the entire narration is now on Winter. 10 minutes ago, they had completely locked on each other's whereabouts.

Mammoth stared at an orange gemstone representing Winter on the map. It was his teacher and his eternal enemy, the one who had to be killed.

It has been three years, if there is an opportunity today, I must personally end the other party's life here.

It was [-]:[-] in the morning, and the streets of Danaro hadn't even come alive.

For most of us, it's an unremarkable morning for the time being.Some people have just queued up to buy bread, and some have just arrived at their workstations, worrying about their day's work.

But in the dark that they didn't know, a large-scale witchcraft position that could flatten a block at any time has responded, and the curse-killing troops that the Grand Duke has cultivated for many years have also quietly assembled.

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Colin only heard the news after he had finished his breakfast.

The "magician" lurking in the palace sent an emergency message with a red letter instrument at six o'clock in the morning. He didn't even have time to encrypt it, and directly used plaintext.

"Winter appeared again." After reading the newspaper, Rui said to Colin who was still drinking coffee.

"The Narrative Office has already locked on his movements, oh, the Cursed Killing Troops...I'm afraid there will be a lot of movement."

He said, looking at the other two in the investigation department:
"It's best for no one to go out today. It's different from the usual small fights. At this time, if you get involved a little bit, you may die."

Ke Lin originally wanted to jokingly say, "Can't you fish in troubled waters?" But seeing the serious expressions of everyone present, he swallowed this sentence back.

It may be too late to fish in troubled waters at this moment of final battle.

He thought of the preview given by Nancy in the Red River Valley.Sure enough, after just a few hours, Winter really started to act.

Maybe Nancy really knows something and is even working with Winter.When the attention of the authorities is drawn, she must do something, for example, perform the next assassination in the order of the theater ceremony
Colin looked at Rui who was at the side, and found that he was frowning and staring at the informant on the table. The informant itself didn't have much information. What really puzzled him was Zall Winter's purpose.

Can't figure it out, including the investigation department, everyone can't figure it out.Why did he kill seven woodlanders, and why did he freeze the body of the last woodlander to the Ninth Bureau.

His appearance today is tantamount to seeking his own death, so what is he trying to do?

"...curse to kill."

Colin muttered the word silently, and began to vaguely think of something.

Curse killing is a very special series of spells. Because of the monitoring of the mirror image by the imaginary temple, most of the curse killing spells in the world are banned.

And the only group qualified to use this system of spells is Prince Anhe, who is the absolute ruler.

If the last woodland man hadn't been frozen alive by Winter in an ice coffin, wouldn't his dead body with no wounds on his body look like he was killed by a curse?

"Rui, if you talk about instant death, what do you think of?"

"Curse killing troops, forbidden technique?"

Rui said it as a matter of course, because this is the most natural association.But he knew that what Colin was asking was about the corpse, so he thought about it for a while.

Apart from the Archduke or his cursed troops, no one in Danaro has mastered instant death.

But it's also impossible that Edmund killed the woodland people. If it wasn't for Winter, he wouldn't care about the lives of these people at all.

So, another prince of Ankh?But the movements of this kind of person are unlikely to escape the eyes of the Central Intelligence Agency.

No... wait a minute.

"...I remembered a rumor from a long time ago." Rui said with a little hesitation.

"what?"

"We may touch some... information that is far beyond our secret level, and you know this." He glanced at the Emir who was on the side and said:

"Sometimes, no matter how many times the people above warn, there will still be some news that makes people want to listen to it, and it will be whispered in our restaurants and smoking rooms."

"And before I came to Danaro, I heard something about Edmund..."

Hearing this, Emil suddenly understood:
"I seem to know what you want to say." He said, "I also know about it, but since I came to Danaro, I haven't heard anyone mention it."

Ellie was resting with her eyes closed. Rui glanced at her, but continued:
"In order to prevent being taken away, each crown will be preserved in a special way, and the way itself is the biggest secret."

"Even the countries in the alliance are always testing each other's crown restrictions... Do you know why the Grand Duke always regards the betrayed Zar Winter as the biggest threat, and refuses to compromise at all?"

At this point, Colin already understood what Rui wanted to say:
"Because he, as the head of the secret police, knows how to preserve the principality's crown."

"That's right," Ruy said.

"And the information we heard in Baidu that should never be heard is about the restriction of Edmund's crown..." Thinking of this, he gasped slightly and said:
"It is said that an instant death technique was used."

(End of this chapter)