Chapter 47 (2/2)

Or that modern magic theories were unable to explain them.

He put aside those that were obviously fragments of the crystal and picked up the complete piece.

A part of the core structure was visible in the crystal fragments but it was difficult to accurately observe it with the naked eye. Once Herti’s magic laboratory had been built and the crystal resonating machine become available, they could then try studying the crystal’s physical structure. As for the complete piece of crystal… it would be too risky to do anything to it.

God knew whether the crystal resonating machine would destroy some sort of “information” in the crystal.

He held the crystal against the light and observed it.

There was light glowing along the edges of the beautiful, sparkling crystal. With changing angles of incidence, every side and line displayed different colors and ray patterns.

This crystal was extremely precise in any form and must have been processed very skilfully. On top of that, after testing with the crystal fragments, Gawain had confirmed that they had an alarming strength – extraordinarily hard and unlike typical fragile crystals that would break easily. They could even make scratches on mithril easily without wearing out the tips at all.

It made him very curious as to how the four crystals had been crushed into such a state.

After observing the crystal against the sun, Gawain tried to slit his finger and before the wound healed by itself, he dropped some blood onto the surface of the crystal.

Expectedly, there was no effect.

He could hear a faint laughter from a certain half-elf…

Throwing Amber away to a side, Gawain held onto the crystal and slipped into deep thoughts, thinking about how there were more and more inexplicable things happening in the world – crystals from unknown origins, memories that disappear suddenly, a “sun” that felt like a gaseous giant planet but did not have properties of a normal gaseous giant planet, as well as those “surveillance satellites” that were till date still in the sky with unknown purposes and origins…

Just as his thoughts moved to “surveillance satellites,” he felt slight heat in his hands.

At first he thought it was his illusion, but the crystal started to tremble a little as the pale blue glow in its core became a little brighter.

Heat, trembling, and glow, these three altogether meant that there was no way it was him feeling things.

Gawain looked at the crystal, horrified. But before he could grab his pen to note down the changes of the crystal, he suddenly heard a sound in his head.

Rather than a sound, it was more like a message that directly entered the inner world and he understood its contents:

“Mental frequency reset, re-establishing connection.”

In the next instant, he felt himself losing consciousness.

It was as though something had entered his mind abruptly, like an influx of some “data flow” that did not belong to him. But the data flow was not an intruder because after being stunned for a short while, he began to feel a sense of familiarity towards it.

These “familiar data” soon produced corresponding definite things in his head.

Some pictures started to form in his head.

It was a view of the ground from high up in the sky.

At this moment, what appeared in Gawain’s mind was neither surprise nor horror, but a “what the heck”.

“What the heck, am I going to the heavens again?!”

His forehead broke out in cold sweat.

But soon he realized that things were not like what he imagined. He was still sitting properly on the chair, and his soul did not leave his body and return to the sky to become a geostationary satellite. Everything about him felt normal and he could control his body using his will. There was just an additional picture in his head.

This made him calm down a lot, after which he became thrilled and excited and put his focus on the picture in his head.

Only then he realized that there was a huge abnormality in that picture which was nothing like what he was used to.

The picture became blurry and it was as though there was a layer of filter that produced weird color distributions, smeared like a picture that was formed by a thermal imager. Only structures like mountain ranges, forests and rivers could be recognized. On top of that, this weird, blurry picture was constrained within a very small boundary.

That was the northern part of the Dark Range and the area surrounding the new Cecil territory. From the top, the White River, the western part of the forest, and even a silhouette of the camp were vaguely visible.

The picture could not be zoomed in or out.