On the peak of Mont Blanc, another small object fell from the sky.

The Bronze Dragon yawned lazily, intending to swat it like last year, when suddenly a longsword blocked its path.

"Ah, it's you." The vertical golden pupils reflected the old man's figure ahead, "The Transcendent from the East."

"I didn't plan on coming." The old man stroked his beard, "But... you can't keep breaking this thing."

"Why?" The Dragon retracted its tail, "Who sent you? That Time Weaver?"

"The connection between the two worlds is imminent." The old man dodged the question.

"You mean, the world they created in imitation of this one..."

"No, it's their own world." The old man picked up the small cart from the snow, raised two fingers with his right hand, and wiped over the camera on it. The captured information inside was erased and replaced with an image of a "barren Mont Blanc."

He then placed the cart on the ground. After a few seconds, the cart disappeared again.

"They'll probably arrive here this year." The old man asked the Bronze Dragon, "Do you still plan to stay here?"

"I'll find another place." The Bronze Dragon replied lazily.

"Well, how about coming to my place?"

"Do you have tall enough snow mountains over there?"

"Yes, we call it... Kunlun."

............

On the sixth day after returning, on Earth.

Although the first few test experiments failed, mysteriously, starting from one experiment, all subsequent ones succeeded completely, leaving the project researchers both baffled and relieved.

After obtaining data from multiple successful experiments, the project's final review regarding safety feasibility finally passed smoothly.

The final step was to officially teleport the first batch of four people.

Once the news was confirmed, Aske also breathed a sigh of relief.

If calculated like this, the return point would be six years after he left.

Six years is considered a long time for ordinary people.

If it were a romantic relationship, this length would be a marathon, long enough for parents and relatives to urge marriage.

But for demigods, six years is just a blink of an eye. In fact, the older one gets, the more numb their perception of time becomes.

Right, both Mia and Miel should be adults by now, right? So...

Aske, lost in such thoughts, stood with the other three in the device.

Among the three accompanying him, Director Mao Zhongwei was naturally known to him, an extremely efficient and straightforward elder.

Yu Ziwen from the diplomatic department, though just a gentle young man around thirty, was said to have served as a spokesperson for multiple departments and hosted countless foreign dignitaries, with incredibly rich work experience and skill in social interrelations.

As for Academician Shao Qiangang from the Academy of Sciences, he was a tall, thin old man whose specialty was the history of science. This time he was going over to conduct a comprehensive assessment of the opposing world's technological level.

As for the world over there, the information Earth had collected was still a mystery. They knew there was a Constantinople over there, with specific architectural layouts, and so on.

But as for the tanks on Theodosius Avenue in Constantinople, their specific construction and principles were truly unknown. Fortunately, games didn't need these detailed infos; otherwise, The Song of Iron and Fire might never be made.

As the device started up again, large amounts of electricity were transferred to the base. In the scorching summer, major areas in H city experienced power cuts, causing many citizens to grumble and curse.

However, these matters were of no concern to the people in the underground base, who all closely monitored the information flow and status data on the screen, dreading a sudden mishap.

Soon, the quantum teleportation device came into swift operation, and along with the four people standing at the center, their bodies suddenly turned into countless blue particles.

Hmm, it felt a bit like Body Conceptualization.

Thinking as such, Aske's consciousness suddenly got interrupted.

.........

When he opened his eyes again, they were on a snow-covered peak.

"Almost like the imagery from the returning rover." Mao Zhongwei drew his gun cautiously, surveying the surroundings.

Academician Shao Qiangang took out a few test tubes, carefully collected some air, snow, and soil samples from the Otherworld, sealed them up.

"This is Mont Blanc, supposedly the highest peak on the North Continent," Aske reminded everyone, "There used to be a Bronze Dragon here, but it seems to be gone now."

Upon hearing this, everyone tensed up again. Even though Aske claimed to have once defeated the dragon, it didn't mean ordinary folks like them would survive at the battle's edge if it were replicated.

So, they hurried down the mountain.

The slopes of Mont Blanc were steep, without any man-made paths. While Aske managed fine thanks to his physical power, the other three struggled a bit, so in overly dangerous terrains, Aske had to safely transport everyone to a lower platform one by one.

This time, Aske missed the girls in the team dearly. Even having one here would solve their inability to fly.

Oh, but not Medea, she wasn't an option.

Several hours later, they finally descended the northern slope of the peak.

"According to Earth's map, this should be the border between Switzerland and France," Academician Shao Qiangang adjusted his glasses and said earnestly, "But in this world..."

"It should be within the southern part of the Swabian Duchy," Aske said calmly, "I have been to the Swabian Duchy before, but not this area."

Mao Zhongwei pondered slightly, then turned to Yu Ziwen, "Ziwen, if it's German..."

"German, English, Italian, no problem," Yu Ziwen nodded.

"Haha, no need to bother," Aske chuckled, "Haven't you noticed the language you're speaking?"

The three: !!!

It was then they realized that the language they were speaking had unknowingly switched to some German-like language... but many terms, grammar structures were different, and they didn't notice a thing.

Checking themselves again, they discovered their appearances had changed as well—while still resembling their original features, they bore a more mixed-race look.

It felt as if their essence had merged with some foreign physique; at first glance no apparent changes, but closer inspection revealed the oddity.

"Th-this…" The most excited among them, Academician Shao Qiangang, kept touching his face and neck, "This is really baffling..."

If he were on Earth, the academician would probably have himself sent immediately to a research institution.

Continuing northwards after leaving the mountain base, they arrived at an Empire fortress named Châtel, where fully armed Swabian soldiers patrolled.

Just then, a troop of cavalry came out from the fortress, each carrying bows and guns, seemingly preparing to go hunting. On seeing Aske's group of four, the leader rode over immediately:

"Get lost! This is the private land of the Hohenzollern family, you peasant poachers are not allowed... huh?"

The leading middle-aged noble suddenly dismounted, rushed towards Aske, stared at his face for a long while, and exclaimed:

"Captain Aske of The Azure Longsword?!"

"Eh, it's me." Aske was slightly surprised as well, "Do we know each other?"

"Of course!" The middle-aged noble immediately replied, "During the Empire Civil War in 242, when you and your team came to the Sorren Family, I was fortunate enough to meet you once! We even conversed— you, the Holy Daughter of the Lixini Family, and that red-haired... the Bloody Rose Demigod Lord! Do you remember?"

Aske pondered slightly, recalling that during that period to swiftly end the civil war, The Azure Longsword indeed accepted employment from the Duke of Bavaria to persuade the Sorren Family in the Swabian Duchy.

Then Count Friedrich said, our family hasn't agreed internally yet, perhaps you could persuade them for us.

Thus, Medea went to "persuade" them and met many Sorren Family nobles, probably including this person, though now he couldn't specifically remember.

"Why don't you all take a little rest at my fortress?" seeing them weary, with snow on their clothes and hair, the middle-aged noble offered warmly.

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