Chapter 398 Visiting the Ancient Castle
Firewood was burning in the semi-enclosed stove in the room, and a little bit of the fragrance of trees and the smell of fireworks overflowed, giving people a different feeling.
On the sofa next to the stove, Tilan had just finished taking a shower and leaned her slightly steamy feet against the stove, watching the faint water vapor rise like curling green smoke, the flames toasting the soles of her feet, and a slightly warm touch came.
The world outside the house was piled with snowflakes. It was now the end of August, and the southern hemisphere was still in winter, which was exactly the opposite of the north.
After evaporating the water vapor on her feet, Tilan took it back, put on warm socks, and then moved the stove and leaned it against the desk to let it warm the surrounding environment.
Leaning on the comfortable recliner, Tilan flipped through the book in front of her, occasionally picking up a pen to write, draw, and make notes.
Two hours later, Tilan put her books and notes aside, leaned on the recliner, curled up her legs, felt the slight heat on the side of the recliner, then turned sideways to look at the red flames in the stove, a little sleepy, her eyes half open and half closed, and then fell into a quiet sleep, her chest rising and falling slightly.
Since the end of the patent war a month ago, the fight between Edes and Saint Ingo has temporarily stopped. Both sides are re-examining and thinking about the possibilities in the future, and whether they can afford the cost of launching a large-scale patent war.
Although "Ixell" has lost a lot of property and capital, it has a lot of advantages after the merger because it has mastered the patents of the two companies. After Yimi officially inherited the company, many companies on the side of Edes provided financial and human assistance, as well as the construction of new factories and production lines, which allowed "Ixell" to recover quickly.
Of course, these assistances are not without cost. For this reason, Yimi had to give up some shares and re-set the board members to build a new "Ixell".
At present, everything is slowly getting back on track. With the support of the members of the Edes camp, 'Isher' will probably be able to restore its past production capacity next year, and its products will be more advantageous, not inferior to 'Gray Rock' under the 'Pu Shi' Group.
Taking advantage of this gap, Tilan can take a rare break, read a book, be in a daze, and occasionally take a peaceful nap without thinking about too complicated things.
Seeing the girl sleeping, the maid who was silently waiting on one side of the room brought a thin blanket to cover the girl, and then half-lowered the curtains to prevent the white snow outside from being too dazzling.
The firewood crackled and burned, a small amount of sparks burst out, and then quickly dissipated. In the courtyard outside the window, there were scattered snowflakes, and occasionally heavy snow slid from the trees and fell on the snow.
Although humans have entered the space age, they still like such natural beauty. This is probably some kind of instinct engraved in their genes, just like sleeping on rainy days is more solid and comfortable, because in ancient times, hunters would not come out when it rained, which meant that the environment was very safe.
It has only been tens of thousands of years since humans truly developed civilization. In the past, the ancestors of the synapsids, to which humans and many mammals belong, lived under the harsh oppression of dinosaurs, probably living like mice. For this reason, most synapsids were born and died quickly, and even under the pressure of survival, they could only live at night and underground for a long time, which also degenerated their trichromatic vision and turned them into vision that could only see black and white. Today, the trichromatic vision of some mammals is actually evolved again after birth, and it is not perfect. Some animals, such as canines, still have only dichromatic vision and can only watch black and white TV.
In addition, of the once glorious and prosperous synapsids, only mammals survived in the end, and they spent more than 100 million years on the brink of life and death. The
evolution and development of life is the precipitation of past history, and so is the form of civilization today.
After a long nap, Tilan slowly opened her eyes, stretched her legs and raised them, then propped herself up a little lazily and sat upright on a wooden chair beside her.
After closing her eyes and thinking about her recent schedule and things, the girl stood up, changed into a comfortable and decent winter skirt, and then put on her boots and went out.
"Where is Miss Tilan going?" asked the maid who opened the door for the girl.
"To a friend's place." Tilan waved gently, said goodbye to the two maids, and then got into the small aircraft waiting outside. The aircraft took off and quickly took her to the South District 1 and headed far away.
Leaving the bustling city of South District 1, this small aircraft shuttled through the clouds. Its slightly chubby body made it look a bit cute. Although its speed was not as fast as that of a large military aircraft, it was light in size and could land anywhere, which was very convenient.
About an hour later, the aircraft landed in front of a forest castle on a cliff and slowly descended. The white walls of the castle were set against the layers of red leaves, which was very beautiful.
After jumping off the aircraft, Tilan's feet made a creaking sound in the snow, and then walked towards the castle. After a few steps, the gate opened and several maids came out to greet them.
"Lord Tilan." They saluted first, then raised their heads.
Although their hair colors were slightly different, these maids had almost uniform bright red eyes, as beautiful as rubies, but also gave people a vague sense of aggression.
Four maids escorted Tilan into the castle. The temperature here was slightly warmer. The fire in the fireplace in the spacious and gorgeous hall was burning vigorously. The other two maids brought Tilan hot tea and placed it on the tea table in front of her.
"Please wait for a moment, Lord Tilan. We have sent someone to wake up Miss Ran Beier. She is waking up and will be able to come to see you in about 20 minutes."
"Well, it's okay." The girl held the fragrant black tea, nodded slightly, took a sip, and then put it down.
It's a bit hot. It's better to drink it after it cools down, she said in her heart.
After sitting in the hall for a while, Ran Bei'er walked down the stairs on one side with a slightly hurried pace and came to Tilan. She lowered her head in shame.
"Sorry, Your Highness, I'm late."
"Sit down first." After Ran Bei'er sat down, Tilan blinked and looked at the "girl" with light pink hair in front of her.
Although Ran Bei'er looked only about 18 years old, Tilan knew that her real age was much older than that. She should be a vampire who has lived for a long time. Their ancient descendants can be said to be rare creatures in the interstellar era.
"How is the recovery, Ran Bei'er." Tilan asked.
"It's almost recovered now, and gradually returning to its peak."
As she said that, Ran Bei'er raised her palm, and a touch of bright red flashed on her fingernails, and then a blood-red and gorgeous sphere slowly appeared. This sphere constructed of pure magic is very beautiful, like thousands of red stacked gems, exuding a strange magical atmosphere.
Since the last time he fought with Ran Bei'er and subdued her, this descendant of the ancient blood clan, with the help of Tilan, cured the sequelae of his bloodline, and then entered a state of deep sleep and repair. It has been almost 2 years, and he is now gradually waking up.
Feeling the blood-red and gorgeous magic ball in front of her, Tilan's eyes also reflected a faint red.
It is probably the strength of Sequence 7, but Tilan has not seen many Sequence 7s. She doesn't have a very intuitive feeling of what stage Ran Bei'er is in among the extraordinary people of Sequence 7.
Shouldn't be weak? She blinked, and her eyes became clear again, as blue as a lake, quiet and clear.
After that, Tilan asked Ran Beier in detail about some things about the ancient ethnic groups and some early situations of the Four-leaf Crystal Star Field.
"When I came to the Jade Skirt, it had actually developed. At that time, the Federation had not yet started the civil war, and the factions and forces in the Jade Skirt did not have the current "Royal Faction" and "Starship Faction". Most of them were what everyone now calls "Local Faction" and a small number of "Crystal Mining Factions." Ran Beier recalled slowly.
"There was no such thing as the local faction at that time, because they were the emerging forces on the planet, and there were cooperation, competition and friction between them."
"The Crystal Mining Faction exists in many star fields. Most of them are very low-key and generally do not participate in the power struggles within each star field. It is enough to dig out the special ores needed."
"I will compile the early history of the Four-leaf Crystal that Your Highness wants to know and send it to you later."
After that, Tilan asked Ran Beier about the situation of her own race and its current distribution in the Federation.
"I don't know about this either. Although our existences are very similar, we are also very different from each other. We are not a tightly united organization as everyone imagines. In fact, we are very scattered, and we rarely communicate with each other."
After knowing the situation, Tilan stopped asking.
Afterwards, Ran Bei'er asked the maids in the castle to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Tilan. Before leaving, she asked if she needed some maids as helpers.
"These maids are all descendants of our family. Their strength is between Sequence 5 and Sequence 6. Moreover, because of their special bloodline, with the blessing of bloodline ability, they will be stronger than the extraordinary people of the same level, and can also perform many special tasks."
"This..." Tilan thought for a while, then nodded.
She did need some helpers. Although she is currently the core of the Edes camp, a singer who is the center of attention, and the student council president, many of the groups stand by her side because of their interests. It is hard to say that they are absolutely loyal. Ancient ethnic groups like Ran Bei'er are different. They rely more on the political asylum brought by Tilan.
As an ethnic group different from the original humans, living in the Federation is a gray area, between legal and illegal. If they are too high-profile, it is easy to attract the investigation of the Tribunal. If they have Tilan's guarantee and protection, as long as they don't do anything too outrageous, the people of the Tribunal will not deliberately trouble them.
"Great~ Thank you, Your Highness." Seeing Tilan nodded in agreement, Ran Bei'er rarely showed joy in her voice.
Although she can enter the Edes Academy and live as a student, it does not mean that these maids in the castle can. Many of them cannot obtain normal identities in the Federation, and their abnormalities are difficult to pass the test in some strict occasions. Therefore, even if these maids are not bad in strength and are not young, many of them have never left this castle. They either do some simple work or spend their time in deep sleep.
Are you so happy? Tilan felt the sincere joy emanating from Ran Bei'er's heart, and after some inquiries, she understood the situation.
"If that's the case, I can provide some help." Tilan nodded slightly.
After hearing the news, the maids, or girls, in the castle were surprised and extremely happy. Screams and laughter rang out everywhere. Then, under the guidance and command of Ran Bei'er, the maids gradually suppressed their excitement and gradually gathered together. The
copper candles were lit and placed in the hall of the castle. The lights were bright. Girls dressed in white clothes and dark red maid skirts stood. There were about 70-80 of them, of which about 50 were Blood Eye Sequence 5, and another 12 were Blood Eye Sequence 6. Ran Bei'er, as a vampire princess, was Blood Eye Sequence 7.
Although the dresses on these girls were maid skirts, they were made with exceptionally fine workmanship. The majestic black and white lapels and the cuffs had a curled print like a dark red rose. The maid skirts on the lower body were also like dark red roses blooming on a pure white background. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were ancient noble ladies.
But considering the situation in the ancient palace, the maids around the princess can only be the daughters of nobles, and their duties are closer to the princess's assistants and female officials, rather than servants who do manual work.
In contrast, Tilan, who was wearing a black and blue dress, was a bit plain, but her appearance and temperament could suppress the maids in front of her, so as not to reverse her status.
"Do you want them all?" Seeing the maids gathered in the hall, Tilan's voice was a little surprised. At first, she thought that Ran Beier only stuffed five or six maids into her, but now there were almost 80 people gathered in the hall.
Knowing that Tilan didn't think so much, Ran Beier also knew that such an opportunity would be difficult to have again in the future. If she didn't pack it up all at once, with Tilan's quiet and conservative personality, she probably wouldn't ask her for people next time.
"It's okay, everyone is willing to contribute to His Highness." Ran Beier struck while the iron was hot.
"Well, in this case, I'll ask the Tribunal." Since she had already spoken, Tilan didn't want to disappoint the girls in front of her, so she agreed to ask about the situation.
After spending a night in the castle, Tilan returned to the South District the next day. This time, she contacted the staff of the Tribunal and asked about the situation of Ran Beier's family.
"It is indeed as she said. Ran Beier probably wouldn't dare to lie to you about this." Sitting on the sofa, Aimeranda answered Tilan's question. This senior investigator of the Tribunal now seems to be living an extremely lazy life in the South District.
When Ran Beier made suggestions to Tilan, she took the investigation of the Tribunal into consideration, but since she dared to say it, she also knew the judgment criteria of the Tribunal very well, so she had the confidence.
"Our Tribunal has the task of monitoring the living conditions of these alienated ethnic groups in the Federation, and according to the laws of the Federation, if they have split, betrayed, or independent thoughts and behaviors, they must be strictly controlled and dealt with. The Tribunal has the obligation to maintain the integrity and unity of the Federation."
If the singer is the spiritual bond of the Federation, then the Tribunal is the material bond that maintains the integrity and unity of the Federation. Since the end of the civil war, most of the influence left by Aimulalin has remained in the Tribunal, an organization. They are the sword hanging high inside, warning and monitoring various activities in the dark of the Federation. If you are an ordinary resident of the Federation, you can hardly feel the existence of this organization, but for those in the gray area, the Tribunal is undoubtedly terrifying and frightening.
Even Tilan didn't know how many secret guards and informants of the Tribunal were around her, but at least since more than 200 years ago, she had never heard of any singer being assassinated or kidnapped.
Although it is unclear how many people the Inquisition has deployed, Tilan can still judge based on the people she frequently contacts. There should be no people from the Inquisition among them. It seems that they are very familiar with the singer's abilities. The protection personnel usually arranged are strangers in the singer's life, just like a pedestrian on the way to school. You won't talk to him, and you don't know when he will suddenly come to protect you.
"Regarding the application for a new identity, there is no problem here. In fact, Tilan does not need to be so nervous. This is actually a small matter for your current status." Emeranda's words made the girl realize once again how great the influence and invisible power of the singer is in the Federation.
It seems that the rumors in the past should be true. That is, Her Highness Emuralin has pardoned billions of descendants of alien races and allowed them to reintegrate into the life of the Federation. Of course, the specific process and price are unknown.
The procedures were completed quickly. A week later, these vampire maids who obtained new identities boarded the aircraft excitedly and came to the most prosperous South District 1 of the Emerald Skirt. When they walked hand in hand through the streets, they also attracted the curious and envious eyes of many passers-by.
These girls are real Sequence 5 extraordinary people, and ordinary people can only dream of them.
Happy New Year~~ I have made up for what I didn't write last night. Everyone remember to refresh~~
(End of this chapter)
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