Chapter 1222： Grandparents (incorrect)

Modil stood up, and couldn't help but look more curiously and seriously at the lady with outstanding temperament in front of him. In those very light blue eyes and snow-like hair color, he did see some of his own shadows. , But he still can’t remember. He can’t remember his surname, his experience when he was young, whether he ever had a family and offspring, or even where he stopped and lived. ——He could only guess at the identity of the "Victoria" in front of him, and tentatively asked: "How long have you been looking for me?"

"...Six centuries." The Duke of Victoria hesitated for less than a second, and finally made up her mind to say the answer.

Modil's expression froze in an instant, as if he heard a story from a fairy tale. It took a long time for his mouth to tremble and stared at the "descendant" in front of him: "How long did you say?!"

"Strictly speaking, it is five hundred and seventy-two years. Although it is not six centuries, it is not far away." Victoria took a breath, knowing how unimaginable this fact sounds to a person who has lost her memory. , But she is here today to understand the mystery of the family’s ancestors. Except for the taboo "surname", it is best not to hide too much of other things. "Ancestor, you probably don’t even know that you are already here. How long has the world wandered."

"How is this possible!!" Modil raised his voice abruptly, and pointed to himself in astonishment, "Six centuries, six...I..."

Halfway through, the old man stopped suddenly, his expression changed quickly, and Victoria suddenly became worried when she saw this, but before she was about to speak to appease, the old man in front of her suddenly frowned, pinching his chin with one hand. The beard on the upper hand with a thoughtful expression: "But then again...Six hundred years...I have experienced all strange things. It doesn't seem to be impossible?"

Victoria: "..."

The ancestor’s receptive ability seems to be much stronger than she thought?

While speaking, Modil's attention was again placed on Victoria. The old mage's eyebrows were still not stretched, and he looked very worried: "I still can't believe it. According to you, did I become an old man? It’s an immortal monster...Of course, I usually live happily myself...Ha, this is not the point. The point is that I don’t know what happened to me, and I don’t know if those dragons told you the situation. My memory is a little messy now, and even my daily experience is messy, especially recently. In fact, I don’t even know that I have a descendant... Sorry, girl, does this sound a little irresponsible?"

"Of course not," Victoria said immediately. "The dragon envoy told me the situation before I came, and I am mentally prepared. I am here to confirm your situation and help you as much as possible-I still have I want to ask you a lot."

"Oh, of course, of course, of course," Modil said repeatedly, then glanced at the curious onlookers who had gradually gathered in the surrounding streets, then glanced at the "adventurer's cabin" where he temporarily lived not far away. , A smile appeared on his face, "Why don't we go to the house first, this street where people come and go is not a place to talk after all."

"Of course," Victoria nodded immediately, then looked back at Maggie, "Maggie, then you..."

"I won't follow up," Maggie shook her head before Victoria finished speaking, with a smile on her face. "This kind of occasion is not suitable for me as an'outsider' to make trouble by the side-me and Ke Lei Go and stroll around the tower. It’s rare to come to this dragon’s homeland, and I really want to look around to learn about the history of this place."

Victoria didn't say much, but took a deep look at Maggie, as if thanking her eyes, then she nodded and walked to the hut with Modil.

Seeing the direction in which Victoria's back disappeared, Maggie turned her head after a long time. She seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to say to the black dragon girl beside her: "It looks pretty good at the beginning."

The black dragon girl Coretta couldn't help but look back at the "distant relative" next to her from afar. It was obvious that she was curious about Maggie, the "dragonborn". After all, although a large number of dragonborn came to Tarrond to perform "Aid for construction", but their main scope of activity is still in the coastal county in the southeast. In New Agundor, it is rare to see the appearance of the dragonborn.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Coretta finally couldn't help but ask: "You... are friends with that Victorian lady? Is it easy for Long and Ren to be friends in the Continent of Loren?"

Maggie looked at this pure-blooded dragon who had just known each other not long. She knew that the other party was also a black dragon. From the bloodline, she and the other party belonged to the same ethnic group, which made her feel strange in this area. There is such a little sense of intimacy in the land, and she is also willing to answer the questions raised by the other party: "How do you say...In fact, in most places in Loren, the figure of a'dragon' is still extremely rare, whether it is pure blood The dragon is still the dragon descendant, and the main scope of activity is still in the northern countries. It relates to the specific relationship with humans. It is only familiar with the locals and the dragons of the Cecil Empire and parts of the northern part of Typhon.

"Of course, the situation has been changing. Humans are a very receptive race. As more and more dragons are active in the world, the relationship between dragons and humans has become more intimate.

"As for me and Victoria...We are in a special situation. She and I met many years ago, not to mention the pure blood dragons at that time, even the dragonborn were still in a state of external lockdown..."

She casually talked about the relationship between herself and Victoria, mixed with some details of life in Loren, mostly trivial things, but Coretta showed great interest, and she asked several more in succession. The question, it was Maggie's turn to take the initiative: "I have said so much-should you also introduce this place to me?"

Coretta the black dragon raised her head, glanced at the rugged and tough adventurer market town, and glanced at the towering walls of Argondo in the distance-this is not a "landscape", but her face is still A smile appeared: "Let’s go outside the city. The safety zone has been extended to the crystalline rock hills. We can go and see the former factory area and the current **** pool-these are all places with great stories."

While talking, she took Maggie's hand and walked to the landing site on the edge of the town: "Let's go, we can fly over!"

...

Victoria looked around and looked at this small bedroom. Everything in the room was clear at a glance-a simple bed and a small cabinet at the end of the bed, a desk for single use, a chair, and fixed to the wall. A shelf on the top, this is everything in the room.

She knew that for a person who came to the wasteland of Tarrond to take an adventure, such conditions could be considered exceptionally favorable, but she still had a strange feeling in her heart, and couldn't help but look at her side. Old man: "Do you usually live in such a place? If you want, I can..."

"Similarly, the leader of the Dragon Race also told me," Modil waved his hand before the other party was finished. "But I think it's good--even a bit too good. No need to eat and sleep, no need. Set up a bunch of magic traps outside to deal with the monsters, and the entire camp has ample supplies. This is not a day of adventure, it is more like a vacation."

This is not a polite rhetoric, but the real thoughts of the old mage. Victoria saw this and did not insist on it anymore. Modil went to the bed and sat down, and pointed to the chair in front of the next desk. Nodded to Victoria: "Sit down."

Victoria sat down in front of Modil, and after the creaking wood rubbing sound, the cabin fell silent for a while. She looked at the old man in front of her and wondered how to keep the topic going, but at the same time Hetty came to her mind. And Rebecca's name-she finally knows how complicated and wonderful it is to suddenly face her ancestor hundreds of years ago. Faced with a theoretical blood relative, but a stranger in reality, she seems to be thinking no matter how she speaks. not enough……

So how did Hetty and Rebecca open up the topic after seeing the ancestors who uncovered the coffin? How to make the atmosphere less awkward?

Victoria suddenly regretted not consulting Ms. Hety carefully about this matter before setting off. Because Hety was busy with her business at the time, she only had time to chat with Rebecca in the Magic Net terminal, but what the Princess said at the time was confusing. She was even more confused, what "the brain didn't react before it started", what "the key is to persuade fast enough", what "better be more resistant to beating" and so on... she didn't understand at all.

There were countless thoughts in Victoria's mind, but the expression on her face remained motionless, maintaining the ice-covered face as always. Modil suddenly felt a little headache looking at such "descendants". He did not expect to appear in front of him. It would be such an unsmiling woman, which is very different from his own personality. How did this seemingly uncomfortable personality be educated?

But after thinking about it, he doesn't seem to have any qualifications to speak in this respect. After all, according to Victoria, he is already her "ancestor" six hundred years ago. In terms of the education of future generations... he really can't open it. mouth.

Fortunately, in the end the old mage took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence in the hut: "Victoria, right? What is your last name?"

Victoria: "..."

Modil: "..."

"I have the same surname as you, but..." She was so embarrassed that she almost clicked through Victoria's more than ten layers of mental protection. The corners of her mouth shook slightly, and she finally maintained her expressionless appearance and said, "I am told. Don’t casually reveal to you anything involving your last name-it seems to stimulate your'memory gap'."

"Ah, ah, it's like this, I remember it," Modilton said with a slap on his head, and said with a little embarrassment, "I remember that Herragor reminded me of this not long ago and said There is a'fault' in my memory system, once the key information is touched, it will cause the interruption and reset of consciousness. Well, it is my omission."

While talking, he laughed. It seems that the awkwardness and rigidity of the previous episode has also faded a lot because of this episode: "Then I ask something else...what do you do? At home...that should be regarded as mine. Family, what's the situation now?"

"I...mainly manage, um, manage a lot of land, and many people live on that land," Victoria said awkwardly. After all, she had never considered using this way to describe her ordinary life. And the people around you, "Your descendants are still competitive in this generation. In addition to me, there are some people who have joined the army or run their own industries. Most young people are still learning. One of the best talents is me. His nephew, he is studying in the imperial capital..."

Modil stared, only feeling that these things seemed to be far away from him. That kind of unreality came up again, making him mutter subconsciously: "I am an old man who is adventurous everywhere, why suddenly have such a feeling? A lot of descendants that sound like great?"

Victoria didn't seem to hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"Ah, nothing," Modil hurriedly waved his hand and looked at Victoria with a little curiosity. "It sounds very difficult. There are properties and land, but I am even more confused. You are normal. What the **** is it... It sounds like farming? But it seems a bit more powerful than that..."

"Uh, it's better than that," Victoria said hardly. She was really not good at communicating with people in this way, but at this moment she had to quickly think about how to explain her own affairs to her ancestors, and at the same time make the other person not want to Reminiscent of the Wilde family, a giant in the north, "I don't manage the land personally, I just manage a large area of ​​land, and I also manage all the industries on the land..."

Modil listened carefully, but suddenly frowned. The seriousness in his expression made Victoria startled. The latter stopped and said: "Ancestor, what's the problem?"

"You can't break the law," Modil said suddenly and without end, "this is not a joke."

Victoria was confused: "Huh?"

"Although I usually wander around, I understand the laws promulgated by the Empire and the policies promulgated by the City Council." Modil continued to look at Victoria with a serious face. At this moment, he really seemed to be worried that future generations would go down evil. The old man, "Child, embezzlement of land and monopoly is illegal!"

Victoria: "...?"

After two seconds of stunned, she finally reacted, and explained in a very embarrassing manner (though it was not visible on her face): "No, you misunderstood, I am only responsible for managing those-the land belongs to the country, and the industry belongs to others. I just manage it. Of course, we also have some family businesses, but that is definitely not an annexation or monopoly-everything is under the premise of legality..."

The grandfather who ruled the entire Northern Territory was a little bit at a loss in this life, but Modil gradually opened her brows, and the old mage finally nodded, and finally understood everything: "I'm relieved if you say that...ah, I I understand what you are doing. Are you working in the Office of Government Affairs?"

"Um..." Victoria was stunned, and then quickly accepted this new idea, and nodded again and again, "Yes, I work in the Office of Government Affairs-I have to show up in the Office of Government Affairs almost every day, and sometimes I have to bring documents. Take care of it at home..."

"Then you worked very hard," Modil finally laughed again, even a little relieved in his smile, "but it's okay for young people to work harder, it is to accumulate for the future life... By the way, listen to you. Are you still an official in the government affairs office?"

"This...is it," Victoria nodded stiffly. "It's...well, an ordinary administrator..."