Due to the special tradition of silver elves, about one-third of them will choose to travel outside their hometowns to increase their knowledge and learn knowledge. Most of them will not travel beyond the Kaoling Kingdom in the southern border. However, for those elves who like to challenge, have strong curiosity (and urgently need hair growth), only by traveling throughout the continent can they prove that their lives are not wasted (or prove that hair loss is really helpless).

The monitoring stations set up around the magnificent wall are not only maintenance and monitoring centers for the Sentinel Tower, but also important strongholds for the elves traveling on the mainland to contact their hometowns.

Walking on the streets of the town, looking at the familiar hometown buildings around, looking at the faces of compatriots coming and going, and the friendly elf words that seemed to have a certain rhythm were floating in his ears. Saldrin felt a little emotional: This is the second hometown established by travelers who have been away from home for many years in the northeast of the mainland. All the elves gathered here are people who have lived in human society for many years. As long as you listen, you can hear the accent of these elves far away from their hometown, with the vicissitudes of travel experience in the accent of these elves far away from their hometown - at least half of the elves have Northeast accents (note)...

Note: Northeast refers to the northeast of the mainland.

"I have almost forgotten what the pure elf language is." Saldrin smiled and shook his head, and said to Berna beside him.

"You have a pure accent now," Berna blinked, and then asked curiously, "What were you talking about with the guards just now? I think you have been using it for a long time..."

"It's nothing, just talk about the situation. After all, it's very close to the border between Ansu and Tifung," Solderin replied casually, "but you, is there something wrong with your badge?"

"It seems that the activation structure is broken. It should have been damaged by a magic trap inside when I was exploring a ruin last time," Berna scratched her hair, "But fortunately, the guards didn't make things too difficult for me."

Saldrin nodded and raised his hand to point at a building ahead: "I want to go to the 'Messenger Hall' first and contact my friends in my hometown. Where are you?"

"I'm going too!" Berna nodded immediately, "I haven't contacted my friends for a long time, especially the tutor - I don't know if she paid the gambling debt."

The corner of Saldrin's mouth trembled suddenly - the druid sage in the Moon Valley was truly unsuccessful. He finally stopped the mountain and even opened the door to accept disciples because he was owed a lot of gambling debts. But then again, Master Thorn Heart's early holiday seemed to have not been protected...

The Messenger Hall is located in the middle of the town. It is a beautiful white building with a typical silver elf style: the hall is oval in its overall shape, and has layers of white roofs like petals. Three light alloy outer beams like leaf veins extend along the arc-shaped roof and converge at one end of the hall - where the light alloy outer beams gather into a long bridge, which leads to the base of the messenger tower not far from the hall, and the two buildings are connected into one.

The messenger hall is an annex to the messenger tower. Its function is to allow those elves traveling abroad to contact their hometowns and report what they saw and heard in other places. The elves send information here, and the information is sent to the Sentinel Tower through the amplification and broadcast of the messenger tower, and is finally transmitted back to the Silver Empire, and is received and processed by the giant sky fortress "Star Temple" floating above the Silver Empire.

In the Silver Empire, there is a special department responsible for handling magical messengers from all over the mainland. This department, called the "Wind Speecher", is located in the center of the Temple of Stars. They summarize the information from all over the mainland, transmit useful information to the royal court, and ordinary communications are forwarded to the broadcasting device of the Temple of Stars. Through the powerful antennas provided by the Temple of Stars, all the elves in the entire Silver Empire can receive greetings from relatives and friends from far away from the mainland at any time.

Saldrin and Berna entered the messenger hall together.

The cold northern air is blocked by the invisible curtain at the entrance of the hall, and the entire hall is warm and pleasant.

In the center of the hall, you can see more than ten pillars that look like thick tree trunks. Each pillar has an extended rune metal device. Those are "terminals" for regular communications. In the circle around the hall, you can also see many neatly arranged small doors. Those are "private rooms" that require additional fees. Elfs who want to maintain privacy or convey sensitive information can choose to pay an extra fee to rent those rooms, but the price is not cheap.

In the northern regions where elves are rarely seen, people have a wrong impression of silver elves. They always think that this race that lives in the forest, is close to nature, is long-lived and elegant, is not in the world, and thinks that they eat wind and dew, do not understand business or human favors, but this is not the case.

Silver elves still need to trade and do business, and still understand the power of economy and money. However, their long life spans lead to misunderstandings among some of their views and behaviors on money. Some people borrow money from silver elves and never pay it back for life and are not ticked for debts. So others think that silver elves do not understand the preciousness of money, but they do not know that the silver elves who come to ask for debts will blow up the heads of the children and grandchildren of the debtors in a hundred years - if the latter intends to pay the debt.

Instead of going to those free messaging terminals, Saldrin went straight to the reception desk in the hall, took out a few silver coins and placed them in front of the manager: "I need a room."

These silver coins are not new currency minted by Cecil, but coins from the Tifeng Empire. In order to avoid trouble, Saldrin exchanged all the currencies when he set off.

"I want a room too!" Berna's voice came from the side.

Saldrin looked back and saw the lively elf girl giggling at her.

Saldrin frowned: He opened the room because the matter involved confidentiality. Is this carefree girl also here to report the confidentiality?

But he didn't ask much, but said goodbye to Berna after getting the magic badge to activate the room and left the counter.

Saldrin entered the private room where he spent money to rent, and confirmed that the magic mechanism on the door had been locked automatically, and the magic barrier that blocked the sound was also operating normally. He turned around and came to the magic device at the end of the small room, pressing his hand in the groove at the top of the silver-white metal pillar.

Ancient and mysterious elf runes emerged from the metal surface of the magic device. Saldrin heard a slight noise sounding from the bottom of the device. After a moment, the communication was connected, and a misty fog of light floated on the top of the magic device. The vague figure slowly became clear in the fog of light.

A sweet-smiling silver elf waved to Saldrin: "Windlinger 0287, hello, sisters who are traveling far away."

"Well, I'm a man," Saldrin coughed lightly, "high-level ranger Saldrin Frostye."

The images in the fog seemed to have stopped for a while.

Probably the network is stuck.

"Hello, brothers who are traveling far away," the wind whisper in the fog made another move, but this time her smile seemed a little stiff, "Do you need to contact your family? Or do you still need to report your experience outside?"

"Report some situations first," Saldrin's expression became serious. As a high-level ranger, he must be different from ordinary elves traveling abroad. He is not only engaged in personal experience, but also shoulders the responsibility of returning important information at any time. "Urgent, important, and need to be transferred to the royal court."

The receptionist on the opposite side had verified Saldrin's identity and immediately became serious: "I have moved into the confidential line - please tell me, respected high-level ranger."

"First of all, it's about the Magnificent Wall - Recently, there have been at least three incidents of distortion breaking through blockades in the north of the Magnificent Wall, two of which hit the Ansu border and one hit the Tifung border. I personally experienced one of them...

"I suspect the northern Sentinel Tower is faulty, but no abnormality seems to be found on the surveillance station...

"I hope the royal court can start an investigation."

Saldrin first reported on the abnormality of the magnificent wall. He could see that the receptionist of the Fengshiser opposite was very nervous and attached to this information, and the other party's reaction confirmed his previous conjecture:

The Silver Empire did not find any barrier problem.

"The second thing I want to say is also very important," Saldrin continued after finishing the report on the Great Wall, "You should know, Gowan Cecil, one of the leaders of the Northern Expedition Army of the Human Kingdom seven hundred years ago?"

“Yes, a lot of people know him.”

"He was resurrected a while ago," Saldrin said seriously.

The images in the fog seemed to have stopped for a while again.

Maybe the network is stuck again.

"There is indeed a precedent for resurrection from the dead in the world," a moment later, the image of Fengshener 0287 was activated again, "However, the example of resurrection after death for seven hundred years has never been heard. Is this information true? Or is it related to the resurrection of the undead?"

"I have contacted it myself, and he has indeed been resurrected," Saldrin said seriously, "and the reason for the resurrection has nothing to do with the necromancer. It was a mixed-blooded elf with silver elf blood that awakened him."

"A hybrid elves? Are they hidden druid sages?"

"No, it's a thief. When digging the Cecil family's ancestral grave, he pried Gao Wen's coffin and woke the latter up," Saldrin sighed. "I know it's hard to believe, but it's the case."

The images in the fog seemed to stop again.

Saldrin thought about it carefully and felt... it was probably because the receptionist lady was stuck.

At the same time, in another room, Berna had placed her hand on the console of the messaging device.

However, she did not directly activate the device, but used her other hand to find a small magic item from her arms and placed it on the surface of the messaging device.

It was an exquisite golden disc, shaped like a pocket watch. After Berna injected magic into it, the disc bounced open a gap with a "bang", and several slender tentacles with metallic luster emerged from the gap, cleverly looking for their own target.

Two of the metal antennae were wrapped around Berna's fingers, and several other metal antennae drilled into the seams of the magic device.

The elf runes on the surface of the magic device began to flash violently, but after a few seconds everything returned to peace.

Berna smiled, and that innocent and lively expression had completely disappeared from her face, replaced by a strange charm and laziness. She injected magic into the magic device and called in a low and hoarse voice:

“What is the scenery of the empire’s wasteland?”

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