Act 168 The Land of Silver

After only hesitating for a moment, Blanc sighed and said: "Yes, Magdal was actually discovered by my grandfather."

"What?" Brando was surprised. He originally thought that Magdale might be from the generation of the current head of the Antuobuluo family, but he did not expect that she was from the same era as the marshal in front of him.

At the same time, he heard the sound of footsteps stopping in his ears.

"You guessed it right, Mr. Brando, I grew up with Magdale," Blanc smiled bitterly: "At that time, few people knew the secret behind Magdale, including me. I just thought she was my sister."

"Until something happened..."

Blanc slowly told the story that happened nearly a hundred years ago.

About four generations ago, the Duke of Antoinette discovered Magdalen in a special experience and realized that this girl was extraordinary. He brought Magdale back to the principality and told a few people about her life experience. , strictly ordered these people to keep secrets.

Among these people was Blanc's father, and the little girl was assigned to him and became his daughter.

While describing, Blanc took out something from his arms. Brando saw that it was a rusty piece of iron about the size of a palm, and it seemed to be coated with paint. The old marshal was very emotional as he spoke. He rubbed the piece of iron.

He looked at the piece of iron carefully before handing it over: "We confirmed that Magdar is an ancient people because of this thing. It should have been left to my incompetent son, but at the time I left too hastily, and I was worried that leaving this thing behind would cause trouble to Magdal, so I took it with me.”

Brando took the piece of iron and glanced at it. His brows wrinkled immediately.

To be precise, this is an ordinary piece of iron. It is very thin, only a few millimeters thick. It is a little bent, and it is covered with a layer of red rust.

But the rust couldn't hide the paint sprayed on it, which was a layer of blue paint. There is also a white border. A line of small words was engraved on it in convex letters:

"uimsotz breast—1044, stemb, 25th."

No matter how he turned it over and looked at it, there seemed to be nothing unusual except for it, but Brando understood that this thing should not exist in this world.

It is a production nameplate.

He was very familiar with the writing on it, at least it was ancient writing from several eras ago. After seeing it more often, he has gradually learned how to read this kind of writing.

Although he couldn't understand it word for word, he could at least roughly understand the meaning of the nameplate.

The experimental subject number is x00432408, located in the 433rd sequence, in a production workshop or laboratory called RTU, which means something similar.

Finally, there is time, a chronological method that he has never heard of, with a history that may last more than a thousand years.

So what is this?

He looked at the small piece of iron in his hand, and his mind was filled with questions. Was there a time-traveler like himself? From the earth? Or some other time and space?

Or are they gadgets brought by planeswalkers from a parallel plane?

He looked up. Looking at Blanc, he knew that the marshal would definitely give him an explanation.

"This is what was found with Magdal."

Brando heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

He turned back and glanced in that direction, and the voice disappeared immediately.

Blanc was also looking over there worriedly, but he continued: "To be precise, my grandfather found Magdal in a huge metal container, which was located in the Broken Sword Mountains. At that time, he did not How to get the whole container out,

But he found a baby girl in it, and to prove it, he tore off the nameplate from the container."

"Do you know what this is?" Brando asked.

Blanc shook his head: "We only know that these are ancient words. My grandfather consulted a lot of information and documents about this. Since then, we have known about the people of the gods, the golden race and the ancient people. Due to the relationship, the Antuobuluo family also started to approach the Temple of Fire at that time, in fact, it was to investigate the life story behind Magdar."

"Where is that place, where you found Magdar?"

"Disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

"My grandfather and my father went there again later, but before that there was an earthquake in the Broken Sword Mountains, and that was where the hive area of ​​the upper Jogendigon was, and it was buried."

Brando pursed his lips.

But his heart was pounding.

There is a very interesting fact. Almost all ancient people devoutly believed in Gaia, the mother earth, because they believed that they came from the same place:

'That place is buried in the mountains, deep in the earth, buried under the silver plains, there is a silver kingdom, which is protected by the mother, and the goddess Gaia protects every one of her children. ’

‘Until one day, the children grew up, the door opened in front of them, and everyone came to the earth. ’

This is a scene described in the myths of the ancient people. Their religious rituals also repeatedly recounted the scene of them coming out of the "mountain". The witch doctors and priests passed down this history orally.

What's even more interesting is that the rune dwarves also believe in such a legend.

Think about it carefully, how similar is this history to the history in the memory of the rune dwarf Oldham?

Before the fall of the empire, the rune dwarves also spent their whole lives underground searching for the silver plain described in such a dream; and the rune dwarves also believed in the earth goddess Gaia, and they also worshiped Harangia. For the Holy Sword.

He had to doubt it. Perhaps there is a fortress similar to Babel deep in the earth. Countless epochs ago, the history of this fortress may be more glorious than Babel. Compared with it, Valhalla is not worth mentioning. Valhalla only carries a The history of the golden race. The Silver Plains in the rune dwarves' dreams is the hometown of all ancient peoples.

But if Princess Magdal is also an ancient people, does she also come from this place?

Coincidentally, the previous head of the Antobro family, Blanc's grandfather, discovered Magdar in the Broken Sword Mountains.

The metal container they described, combined with the nameplate, Brando could only think of one thing in his mind.

petri dish

Originally based on Brando's own knowledge. You shouldn't know this term. But he knew it very well. The other soul in his body, the soul from Sophie, was actually telling him this fact.

The metal container that contained Magdal in her baby girl state was a petri dish.

The place where it is located is probably the place called RTU Laboratory on the nameplate.

And that place may have been part of the Silver Plains.

Then here comes the problem.

What exactly is the Silver Plains?

Why is there such a thing there?

Countless questions and speculations emerged in Brando's mind in an instant, and each question made him tremble so much. Thousands of guesses and thoughts seemed to be swirling in his mind, and finally turned into a question.

Who exactly was it and by what means did they create the ancient people?

Who are the people of the gods?

His mind was going blank, and at this moment the girl hidden in the darkness finally couldn't bear it anymore. The moment Princess Magdale learned the truth, tears burst out of her eyes, she covered her mouth and let out a low whimper, staggering He backed away as if to escape from this place.

But she lost her footing in panic and fell to the ground. When I got up again, I even lost one of my shoes.

"Stop her quickly!" Brando reacted, and before he had time to think about the huge suspicion in his heart, he took a deep look at the iron piece in his hand, then turned back and said sternly to Duke Blanc.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him, Blanc had already chased after him.

When Brando followed. Just in time to see the marshal holding the crying nun princess in his arms and looking up speechless.

"Your Majesty the Earl...Mr. Brando..." Princess Magdaleg saw Brando coming over, her eyes were red, but she quickly wiped away the tears on her cheeks and thanked him hurriedly: "Thank you. you……"

She obviously understood that if it weren't for Brando, the Antobu Ruo family would not know how long they would have to hide it from her.

But in this matter, she understood that she could not resent the family that raised her; in fact, in her heart, even now, she had never failed to identify herself as a member of the family.

What's more, Blanc is now her grandfather and has told her about that before.

"Miss Magdale, in fact, I also hid it from you. Since the battle of Ampelsel, Medissa and I have discovered that you are different from us." Brando shook his head and said to her.

"You don't have to feel guilty about this, Mr. Brando, I understand you, and I understand my family," Princess Magdale seemed to have regained some of her emotions. She said in a low voice: "No matter who is in front of you, It’s hard to make a choice when it comes to things like this, and you are here to protect me.”

What a kind girl, Brando couldn't help but think to himself. She always considers others first, but rarely takes into account her own situation.

"Actually, it's nothing," he replied: "It's not scary. The Buga people are also very different from us, but we still live in harmony with them and never think of them as aliens."

Princess Magdale was stunned, not quite understanding why Brando suddenly mentioned this to her.

Brando glanced at her and continued: "I mean, there is not only one race of humans in the world, and there is nothing surprising about it. The key is that your relationship with the Antuobuluo family is not because of you. It changes depending on whether you are an elf or a dwarf or some other race. This feeling cannot be let go."

After hearing this, Marshal Blanc couldn't help but nodded, and turned back to look at Brando gratefully.

"But," Princess Magdale looked a little sad: "Do people like me really count as life? Maybe I was just created by others."

"Of course, no matter you were not created by others, you have feelings and a soul. There is no doubt that all of us were created by Lord Martha, weren't we?"

Brando thought that luckily there were gods in this world, and after listening to his explanation, Princess Magdale's face became much better.

"Thank you." She replied softly: "Mr. Brando, thank you."

"But I don't quite understand what's going on between you and Mr. Blanc?" Brando asked: "Logically speaking, you should know Mr. Blanc, right?"

"Well, this is where I want to ask you for help, Master Brando."

Marshal Blanc sighed after hearing this.

"Magdal has always been in danger, without exception..."

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(PS: Yesterday, I remembered the Dragon Heart in Magdal's body as the Heart of the Storm. I had to stage a heart-changing scene with Brando. I don't know if Brando secretly took advantage of the girl. I'm guilty. It's my fault, and it has been modified now.) (To be continued.)