A special stamp was done on the secret letter, then rolled up and meticulously sealed with fire. After all this was done, Viscount Andrew breathed out gently, recalling whether he had missed anything or made a mistake.
There should be no more. The previously agreed content has been written in the secret letter, and the writing is also correct and reliable. Viscount Andrew is quite confident in his ability to make up stories. He thinks that anyone who read the secret letter believes he is really a witness to "the incident".
The rest is to see if the old king, who is far away in the capital, will believe this matter itself.
No, it should be said whether he wants to admit the truth of this matter.
This is a somewhat courageous move, but Viscount Andrew is not a person who resists adventurousness—if he did not take risks, he would never have stood out from the seven siblings and became the heir of the Leslie family.
He just didn't expect his new adventure to be tied to the Cecil family.
The one who has been declining, who withdrew from the political center of the kingdom a hundred years ago, is a family that is so thin that it is about to die naturally in these times.
Viscount Andrew has always been very concerned about his "neighbors". This is not only because the two territories are adjacent and there are many trade contacts on weekdays, but also because the decline of the Cecil family has become more and more serious in the past two years. If The original progress continues. Basically, in Andrew's lifetime, he can expect to double the territory of Leslie's family. The little girl who hastily inherited the family business is not a qualified lord at all. Although she works very hard, she is can't keep her family business.
It's just that destiny made a joke for everyone, and it was in a way that no one could think of: when he heard Cecil was destroyed by monsters, Andrew was stunned; he heard about those monsters from historical records when the monster creatures were very close; he was still astonished; when the merchants who entered the city mentioned a dragon appeared, he was also bewildered; when Rebecca Cecil and Heidi Cecil brought a man who claimed to be their ancestor entered the castle... He showed great composure and acceptance.
That's because he finally got used to it.
But after finishing the conversation with the "Master Ancestor" and returning to his bedroom, Viscount Andrew felt he had made a correct decision.
A dying aristocratic lineage and a land burned to nothing are worthless, and no water can be squeezed out. If you want to recoup the cost, it is better to turn from a greedy squeezer into a generous good neighbor. And the existence of the "Master Ancestor" is even more critical-Viscount Andrew is now 90% convinced of the authenticity of this matter-Whether the Cecil family has an ancestor is completely two concepts for his benefit.
He sealed the secret letter in the silver tube, looped a circle of magic thread on the silver tube, and then handed it to the old butler standing nearby: "Hand this to the best ranger messenger and say, set off on the griffon, let the messenger be the first to arrive at the silver fort before the Cecil family."
The butler took the silver tube and was about to turn around and leave. Viscount Andrew stopped him: "Wait a minute, and you go to the vault and send back the gold and silver belongings to Cecil's house as it is."
"Yes, Master Viscount. But should I send all?"
"It's enough to send it back as it is. When they set off, I will prepare a little more in the name of travel expenses."
The situation has changed. The "fee" previously charged for that ridiculous greed has now become a hot potato. Returning it as it is only the first step, but it cannot be done too much all at once.
Viscount Andrew carefully weighed it in his heart and hoped that the ancient man seven hundred years ago would understand his sincerity.
The night is dark.
Putting on his nightgown, Gawain pushed open the balcony door of his room and came to the second-floor terrace of Viscount Castle.
There is no moon in this world at night. In the deep sky, there are only more dense clusters of stars compare to the earth. Those twinkling stars bring cool brilliance to this land, and every starlight is extraordinarily exceptional to Gawain.
Since coming to this world, he has enjoyed looking up at the sky day and night. During the day, looking at the huge and not too glaring "sun", and at night, looking at the moonless night.
His gaze moved among the stars, trying to find a stationary and exceptionally special celestial body among the twinkling stars.
But this will be a futile attempt. There are so many stars, and he doesn't have enough information and calculation data. He can't find where he looked down on the ground. Even if he finds it, he can't distinguish it from the sky full of stars.
But he just couldn't help but think, because he better knew than everyone that there were secrets hidden in the sky of this world. There is something there, maybe some kind of monitoring device, a satellite, a space station, or a ship. Although it has likely been suspended now, it cannot be ruled out that other things have not been discontinued still hanging in the sky.
He was once part of the monitoring device-this is the closest guess that Gawain came to after many days of thinking.
If he does not have the experience of looking down on the ground, if he travels through Gawain Cecil as soon as he arrives here, then he will not have this knowledge at all, but he just is Knowing some things, as an earth soul with a modern mind, he couldn't control his curiosity about the sky... and worry.
What is that hanging in the sky? What effect will it or they have on the planet? Will it or they always hang there so peacefully? What is the purpose of it or their maker-if there is a maker -?
All this gives Gawain a sense of urgency that he can't share with outsiders. It's like a man on earth suddenly knows that an alien spaceship is parked in the orbit above his head, even if that ship is hundreds of thousands of years old. It has been motionless for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is difficult for people who live on the ground to feel at ease.
You must understand its ins and outs to sleep securely.
And even without this worry, Gawain couldn't turn a blind eye to the sky just by curiosity.
"By the way, you look up at the sky every day-either the sun or the stars."
A girl's voice suddenly came from behind. Gawain looked back and saw that the half-elf Miss Rogue was sitting on the balcony railing with her back facing outside, looking at herself with a smile, her legs swinging under the railing. Wandering around, didn't worry about falling.
Gawain glanced at her: "It's not very polite to sneak into someone's balcony in the middle of the night to scare people."
"The night is my world, there are shadows everywhere, I can go wherever I want," Amber shook on the railing, her body melted into the shadows, and the next moment she appeared on the other side of the balcony, "and you are a dignified hero from several hundred years ago, is still afraid that someone will suddenly scare you at night?"
Gawain was not ashamed to admit that he got goosebumps just now...
"What are you looking at every day?" Amber looked at Gawain who stood silently without saying a word, so she changed the subject, "do you look at the sun during the day to identify the direction, and Do you know astrology to see the stars at night?"
"What do you think will be in the sky?" Gawain asked the other party back.
"Heaven? Isn't it the stars and the sun?" Amber replied casually, "Oh, yes...you don't want to tell me that the palaces of the gods are also in the sky, and then you will preach to me? Then I don't have any interest. I believe in the goddess of shadow and night, which is Lady Ye. Lady Ye's kingdom is in the deepest part of the starless night, which differs completely from the sky in the real world. Also, I just close my eyes and pray every day. I even worshipping her!"
"Are you really a believer in the night's goddess?" Gawain glanced at Amber unexpectedly. Although he had little faith in gods, he still knew a lot about the world religions from Gawain, Cecil's memory. Those diversified gods and sects, big and small, amazed him, but he stayed away, but he didn't expect that the thief in front of him, who seemed to have nothing to do with piety, turned out to be a man of faith.
"Just believe a word, anyway, Ms. Ye neither asks for enshrinement nor does she issue powers, nor does she need to visit and worship at a fixed point. Why don't I just believe it if it doesn't cost me a copper penny?" Amber said lightly here, genuine believers, speaking rebellious words, "the Way of Shadows is related to Lady Ye's power. Sometimes I feel I can really get a little better after praying—though every time it turns out that it's caused by drinking too much."
Gawain curled his lips and ignored the half-elf, who didn't have a head.
It's simply the shame of the elves-no matter what the other half of her bloodline is, it is also the shame of the corresponding bloodline.
"Hey, why are you not talking anymore," Amber didn't intend to let him go. "You haven't said yet. What are you looking at?"
Gawain squinted at her: "Have you ever heard a saying that after death, a person's soul will return to the sky, wandering among the stars, and every star is actually the soul of an ancestor..."
"I have never heard of it. I heard that after a person with faith dies, his soul will be taken away by the corresponding god he believes in, while the soul of a person without faith will be taken away by the god of death. The wife of the god of death will comb all the memories with an iron comb, and then threw it back to the world-so some people say that all beings in the world are believers of the god of death by default regardless of their positions," said Amber, "but yours This statement is also very interesting. After death, people will go to heaven? Is this a religious statement from 700 years ago?"
Gawain was a little embarrassed: "No, this is..."
"Ah, that's right! You are dead!" Amber looked at Gawain with wide eyes, like discovering a new world. She shook her body and walked in front of him, leaning over and shouting, and asked, "Did you die back then and went to heaven from the ground? What is it like when a person dies? Tell me about it!"
"Go, go—go!" Gao Wen pressed Amber's face and pushed the opponent away forcibly. "When people die, they don't know anything, don't you understand? I was just idle talking nonsense!"
"Hey..." Amber stared at Gawain for a long time. After confirming that the other party really didn't want to tell her, she turned her head away, "Old people are so boring."
Gawain: "You say it again?!"
Suddenly, Amber is gone.