Sword of Daybreaker

Shadow World.

Gawain doesn’t know how human worlds today understand Shadow World, but in those memories that have been inherited, the Gondor Empire more than 700 years ago has done a lot of research in this area – the skulls of the daggers Day and day, facing the boring books and data, staring at the lattice ruler buried in the mana well to speculate on the true appearance of this world, and a classic model to describe the “layering” of World.

In this classic model, scholars believe that World is divided into several “boundary layers”. The top layer is the most stable Material World. Everything is regular, it can be directly contacted, easy to observe, and it is also the world’s largest. The boundary layer in which some creatures live; under Material World, is Shadow World, which is mostly inaccessible to humans. Shadow World is a distorted reflection of Material World. Normal humans cannot directly touch and observe it, but they can pass Magic and spiritual skills to perceive and measure it; from Shadow World down to Nether Shadow World, it’s a more illusory area, a reflection of Shadow World, it’s no magic or mental energy. To the extent of the search, some lucky Magician caught a few shadow creatures with basic reason and communication, and guessed the existence of Nether Shadow World from the words of those creatures.

There are some radical scholars that extend this classic model. They think there may be a deeper layer under Nether Shadow World, but that layer already belongs to God’s domain, which was created by Genesis when it was created in this world. Foundation of origins is no longer a category that mortals can study.

As Gawain’s understands, this model is like a layer of translucent kraft paper. The real image of Real World is at the forefront, and the shadow of this real image is projected on a layer of paper. The more blurred it is, the more blurred it is. .

What he and Amber are in is the back of the first piece of paper, Shadow World.

Even the second layer is already the place where most humans have never set foot.

He was wisely not asking why Amber had the ability to enter Shadow World at this time – and judging from Amber’s words, she was also the first to “go into such a deep place”, most of the questions were not available. What is the answer.

There are many secrets in this world that are worth exploring. Many things are not seen in the sky for many years.

After a simple judgment, Gawain felt that following Betty’s footprint was the only breakthrough point.

But before leaving the scene, he still looked back a little uncomfortably. Hetty and Rebecca and the others were still standing there in the state of “porcelain dolls”. Their bodies were resisting Wraith Mist in real world, but In Shadow World’s projection, they were still at the moment of attack, and the black mist that permeated from the ground was constantly disintegrating them.

Fortunately, they still have a period of time based on the speed of the fog.

“Perhaps this is the true state of Wraith Mist,” Amber glanced at Gawain’s gaze and shook his head. “How much do you say if you sell it to Mystic Guild or Astromancer Association?”

“They will pour a bunch of potion for you and then tie a recording crystal on your head. The last Banishing Spell will throw you into Shadow World and use it as a human flesh.” Gawain gave Amber a look. “Follow, it’s all right.” “”

Amber is still behind him as he is behind Gawain. “But you can let me out. How do you say that it is also the founding ancestor of Ainz? Can they still give Potion to Old Ancestor?”

“What do you think?” Gawain twitched. “They are willing to hang me on the wall, write on the book, on the table, and even the Royal Capital is willing to lead the family every year to give me a bouquet. I have three days off myself – I can make a good reputation without risk, but if this Old Ancestor really came out of the coffin, the first reaction of the wave that I used to put on the table was probably to take me back. Go to the coffin, then all directions nail more than two hundred nails, and the estimate is a bit of lead…”

Amber was shocked and stunned: “Why?!”

Gawain glanced at the unopened Half-Elf and threw it back with a sigh of relief: “Because the three days of sweeping the country are gone!!”

After saying this, Gawain walked forward in a stride, leaving Amber to react for a long time and then suddenly picked up: “wait a moment! You made a mistake! Give you a grave when you don’t have a holiday! Only give the founding king a memorial It’s only three days off! You are dead early, so don’t know…”

Gawain almost planted it.

But while dispelling Amber’s idea of ​​selling Shadow World intelligence, Gawain has his own plans, he is curious about this Shadow World, or… he is curious about the whole world.

So one day, he has to figure it out.

The string of footprints did not extend far.

Perhaps Shadow World’s environment is so special that the judgment of distance and distance in Material World is difficult to take effect here. Gawain and Amber just walked a short distance along the footprints, and a wood house suddenly appeared in front of them.

The wood house is small and broken. I don’t know how long it has been standing here. You can see a circle of broken fence around the wood house. Looking at the sparseness of the fence, I am afraid that it has not played any defense role. In the corner of the wood house, Gawain noticed a touch of color.

It is the color of the moss, which is extraordinarily abrupt in this black and white World, and as time goes on, that little color is rapidly fading away.

Betty’s footprints extend all the way to the front of the wood house.

Amber took out his little dagger and nervously stroked it on the chest: “When you are elderly, you will drive directly into the gods and rush into the chopped vegetables. I will give you a back…”

Gawain thought about it, restrained the impulse of Amber’s collar to throw her into the mine, but pressed one hand on the hilt of Sword of the Pioneer, and the other hand carefully pushed the gray white away. The door.

However, no attacks have hit.

The wood house is just an ordinary house, old and broken, like a black and white old photo.

But there are people inside.

A man with a beard and a shabby robes sitting behind a square table in the middle of the wood house, he was so embarrassed and vicissitude that Gawain couldn’t judge his true age, and behind the man, he could see two pendulums. A wooden frame full of bottles and cans and an old alchemy table.

The equipment needed for the magic experiment can be seen everywhere in the house, but they all pile up with more tattered sundries. Any normal mage can see this shabby scene. impulse.

The man behind the square looked up and looked at Gawain’s direction. He showed a stiff smile: “Oh, the guest – hasn’t had a guest in my lab for a long time. And two?”

Amber poked his small head from Gawain, and the Half-Elf girl was full of vigilance: “No… don’t fight?”

Gawain didn’t pull the sword, but he didn’t let his hand leave the hilt too far. He kept the state of attack ready to step into the wood house: “We passed by, come to find someone – is a rough 15-16 years old girl She took a frying-pan…”

However, the man behind the desk did not seem to hear Gawain’s words, he just smiled slowly, gently nodded: “Please find a place to sit, Annie is preparing for lunch, there is no place to rest in the deep forest, if you don’t give up, leave Eat here.”

“Annie?” Gawain asked subconsciously.

“It’s my daughter,” the man smiled. “It’s very well-behaved.”

At this time, the girl’s exclamation came from the side: “Lord?”

Gawain followed the sound and saw Betty standing in amazement at a small door in the corner of the wood house.

“Betty? You are fine,” Gawain suddenly relaxed. “I am here to pick you up.”

However, Betty shook his head slightly, and the man behind the square table also looked toward towards little girl and gently asked: “Annie, is lunch ready?”

Betty cleverly nodded: “It’s fast, father.”

Little girl turned back to the kitchen, and Gawain exchanged a look with Amber. After confirming that the weird man behind the table had no reaction, they followed.

Betty is cooking in the kitchen, using the same frying-pan as her baby. A cluster of pale flames jumped in the hob, and the sausage on the frying-pan was sizzled by the fried zi zi.

Amber’s focus is very clear: “Can you actually cook in Shadow World?”

“What is going on?” Gawain came to Betty and whispered.

Judging from the look of the little girl, she is not affected by magic spells like spiritual control, but she stays here to cook with her own will, and calls the weird man outside as “father” – this is It’s a bit strange.

“I don’t quite understand it,” Betty said with a confused look on his face. “But the person outside seems to regard me as his daughter…”

Amber stared wide-eyed: “So you are so obedient to be a dad?”

Betty shook his head: “He is very poor…so I want to give him a meal and go.”

Gawain and Amber look at each other in dismay.

Then Betty suddenly reached for a few moments in his maid skirt pocket and took an old note and handed it to Gawain.

“Lord, give – this is what the man gave me. I don’t understand a lot of things inside, but you should be able to understand.”

Gawain took the notebook, which was not very thick, and opened it and hurriedly looked at the last few pages.

Amber curiously put his head in front: “What? I look at me…magic formula ?rune sequence ?”

Miss Half-Elf, who was confused by the complicated symbols and calculations, looked up and looked at Gawain with a stern look: “Is the strange old man still a mage?”

“Strictly speaking, it’s a Wild Mage,” Gawain rolled up his notebook and tapped it on Amber’s head. “And when you saw the many magic experiment tools, you didn’t see it yet!”