Sword of Dawn

"However, this is the rule of the human world." Azalena glanced at the consultant who spoke, "They will definitely seek greater benefits, and we will definitely deal with them for our own interests, Gawain Cecil may be a majestic hero, but Emperor Cecil must be an old fox, this is not contradictory."

"Exchange between the two countries is a business. Bargaining is a normal part. As long as the price finally reaches the level that both parties think is appropriate, then the two parties can be called close and sincere partners," Sir Golosh shook his head. , said with a hint of a smile, "Fortunately, I have also dealt with the human Wilder family a lot, but I can handle it."

"Everyone, go back and rest for the time being," Azalena said, "We will start a real 'confrontation' tomorrow afternoon."

The rest of the consultants left one after another. Finally, Azalena also nodded to Sir Gorosh: "Then I will go back to the room first. If you have any questions..."

Just as the Dragonmark Witch was halfway through speaking, Sir Gorosh, who was standing opposite her, frowned suddenly, and then walked quickly to the French windows not far away.

Jazz poked his head out, and outside the window was only half of the sunset sky. The outline of the dark mountains was undulating under the sunlight, and there was no abnormality in the open world.

"Sir Gorosh?" Azalena frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"I feel Maggie's breath..." Sir Gorosh's gaze was still fixed on the window, sweeping between the high-altitude clouds, "There is no mistake, it is indeed her breath, and... she It seems that it was leaked on purpose..."

Of course Azarena knew about Maggie, she knew that she was a somewhat "rebellious" girl like her back then, and the Sir Golosh in front of her was somewhat similar to her father back then in some respects—— The daughter who ran away from home and the father with a head as big as a bucket, this wonderful coincidence seems to have become a traditional performance in the dragonborn society on this occasion, which made Azarena's expression a little subtle.

She also looked out of the window, her eyes swept across the sky and the earth, and she muttered softly while watching: "Maybe she is really nearby, after all, we have received news..."

Before the Dragon Seal Witch finished speaking, a shadow suddenly emerged from the clouds above the side of the Autumn Palace.

With the change of distance and angle, the shadow quickly became clear, and drew a beautiful arc in the air while approaching the ground. Azarena's eyes widened, and for a moment she even forgot what she wanted to say just now , within a few breaths, she had already seen the details of the shadow——

It was a giant dragon armed with iron and steel, a terrifying creature that tore through the sky under the dark red light of the evening, full of awe-inspiring aura.

She skimmed from the bottom of the clouds and flew towards the earth. The edges of her wings were covered with giant steel wings like blades and bones. The gleaming rune armor was filled with magical streamers, which echoed with the last remaining rays of light in the clouds. She was clearly in the sky. Flying in the direction of Qiugong—on the head covered with weird face and forehead armor, a pair of confident eyes were sweeping towards Qiugong without any scruples.

Those eyes finally fell on Sir Gorosh.

She let out a roar in mid-air, then suddenly adjusted the angle, passed the balcony of Qiugong at a very close distance, and seemed to fall towards the open land behind Qiugong.

Azarena's eyes only blinked twice at this time, and she found that her mouth was open the whole time, and it was only then that she thought of speaking: "That's... Maggie?"

Sir Golosh was just as dumbfounded as Azarena, and was even half a beat slower than the latter's reaction. At this moment, he opened his mouth as if he had just woken up from a dream after hearing Azarena's words, but his face was still full of embarrassment. Confident look: "Then... that should be her, but..."

"She's flying—not gliding, it's real flying, and it's obviously some kind of magical device," Azalena quickly regained her ability to analyze and think, and said quickly, "It seems that she is flying The Harvest of the Human World—Ser Gorosh, is she showing you?"

"I don't know..." Sir Gorosh subconsciously said, then suddenly turned around and strode towards the door, "But I know she is finally willing to meet me!"

On the way here, the jazz gentleman told Azalena about the educational philosophy of the road, and conceived how to maintain restraint, how to maintain dignity and majesty if he met his daughter in the Cecil Empire, but At this moment, all the things he had boasted and conceived along the way seemed to disappear.

Azalena looked at the back of Jazz's striding meteor, but suddenly thought of the scene when she received the news that her father was seriously ill 20 years ago and had to return to the Holy Dragon Principality from the human world. In the letter, the father who claimed to be "critically ill, drinking water is difficult, and time is running out" ran towards him in the courtyard with a red face.

——To this day, she still can't beat him, and his father looks healthy and can live at least another 500 years.

"Are all fathers so stupid..."

The Dragonmark Witch couldn't help muttering softly, and then quickly followed up with Sir Gorosh who had already run out of the door.

No one stands in their way.

Soon, Sir Golosh saw his daughter on an open field of unknown purpose near the Autumn Palace.

Maggie has landed on the open ground—this place is specially prepared for her dragon form, and it is also used to park several dragoon aircraft under the name of the Government Affairs Department. After the wing, this is the place where she rests temporarily after flying in the evening every evening.

She still maintains her dragon form, which can increase her self-confidence, and she watches her father run down the street lighted by a streetlight, followed by a red-haired lady.

She knew that lady—Azalena, the "idol" in the hearts of many young dragonborn. This is a person who has really traveled in the human world. To some extent, her adventures are even Maggie's decision to leave One of the incentives of the Holy Dragon Principality.

But today was not the time to talk about it, and Maggie felt that if she brought it up in front of her father, it would probably put Ms. Azarena in an awkward position here.

"Maggie," Sir Gorosh came to Maggie in the form of a dragon. Even though the surrounding lights were illuminated by magic crystals, he couldn't help but took two steps forward, as if he wanted to see more clearly. Qing daughter's appearance at the moment, "It's really you..."

"Father..." A low murmur came from the dragon's throat, and she lowered her head with an inexplicable exclamation, "Long time no see."

A huge, sharp, cold and imposing iron chin slammed down on Sir Golosh like a giant ax—for a thousandth of a second, Mr. Sir even suspected that his daughter whom he had not seen for many years was planning to kill him. own up.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, and raised his hand to grab the cold and hard steel at the last second. With a loud bang, he stepped on the ground under his feet, and Maggie's slightly panicked voice followed immediately. From above: "Ah! Sorry!!"

"I guess you didn't mean it..." Sir Golosh's slightly trembling voice came from below, he let go of his hand, pulled his foot out of the hole with a calm expression, and tried hard to be a majestic father He wanted to ask Maggie what was going on with this outfit and that weird iron chin—he did try so hard, but when he pulled the other foot out of the hole, Azaleigh next to him Na laughed.

"Hold... sorry..." Azalena said helplessly while restraining herself, "but I can't help it..."

The laughter of the dragon seal witch completely destroyed all the majesty and aura of Mr. Jazz.

But it also saved the father and daughter who didn't know how to start.

Sir Gorosh looked at Maggie, and Maggie looked down at her father, and the two of them finally couldn't help laughing too.

Chapter 0849 Father and Daughter

During these years in the human world, Maggie had imagined more than once what it would be like to meet her father again.

Every time she imagined, it was different from the scene in front of her.

The black dragon covered in mechanical armor stared at Sir Gorosh standing in front of him. The magic spar lamps around Ting Jiping illuminated the entire square. After the accident was resolved, Maggie found that she was not as nervous as she imagined.

She even smiled again: "I'm going to apply for repairs here tomorrow, father—the hole you stepped on is a big problem."

Sir Gorosh spread his hands: "At least this is not all my problem."

Maggie was stunned, and after two seconds of astonishment, she looked at her father in surprise: "You know how to joke?"

"I have been studying with Sir Kesimir for a long time..." Golosh said with a hint of embarrassment, "After you left... I think that when you go home, you won't complain that your father is rigid It's like a rock, I can't even hear a joke..."

The black dragon's long and giant tail suddenly swung unconsciously in the open space, and the cuticle drew a string of bright sparks on the solid ground.

"It seems that you have a good life in the human world." Sir Golosh coughed lightly, looking up at his daughter, "The Cecilians made such an amazing set of armor for you, which is more powerful than any king or knight." The armor is astonishing, making it must not be an easy task."

"This is the steel wing, which can allow dragons with congenital deformities to fly freely." Maggie shook her neck lightly, and layers of streamers floated on the surface of the armor plate on her upper body, "You are right, it took an astonishing amount of money to make it." manpower and material resources, but it is not prepared for me alone - it is only the first set in the Iron Wings."

"The first set..." Sir Gorosh immediately heard the hidden meaning from Maggie's words, and he opened his eyes wide, "You mean, the Cecils designed this armor for all dragonborn, it Is it a... mass-produced product?"

Having just come into contact with Gawain Cecil's investment plans and trade plans, Sir's thoughts immediately turned to the direction of "commodities".

"You can understand it that way," Maggie nodded slightly, "but it's not in the list of regular trade. His Majesty Gawain knows some constraints of the Holy Dragon Principality, so this suit of armor is just a 'gift' that belongs to me personally. I show it to you in this way, I hope you can judge whether it can appear in front of Grand Duke Balogar. If it can, the steel wing will start mass production, if not, then there will always be only this in the world A set of steel wings."

Sir Golosh listened to his daughter's words with astonishment and thought, and finally broke the silence after more than ten seconds of contemplation: "...Maggie, Cecil has given me too many surprises and shocks, and Now this accident is one of the biggest.

"I'm afraid I can't give you an answer immediately... This thing is too amazing, and you know, it is blatantly challenging the traditional order of the Holy Dragon Principality. If this thing is really mass-produced, you and I can imagine the scene— —The young dragonborn will probably own it at any cost, and then fly wantonly among the sacred mountains in the north. The principality is indeed undergoing some changes now, and we are even actively contacting the human world and starting trade with the south, but this is not It means we are ready to break all traditions."

This answer was not surprising to Maggie, she just felt regretful, and sighed in regret: "I knew it would be like this. The Holy Dragon Principality has countless traditions and taboos, but there are always some traditions that will be broken for thousands of years. The only thing that has changed is the taboo against the sky...it has never changed. Father, I am really curious, what is there in the sky that makes us creatures with wings resist it so much these days?"

"...When I was young, I was as curious as you," Sir Gorosh shook his head after silence, "However, His Majesty Balogar and the Dragon Blood Council will tell you that the highest taboo is the highest taboo, including Inquiring about the reasons for the taboo is itself taboo. Maggie, as a courtier of His Majesty Balogar and your father, I can only tell you the only 'tolerance' behind this taboo, that is, at least in the regions south of the extreme northern mountains. place, you can fly."

"South of the extreme northern mountains...?" Maggie noticed this strange restriction, and couldn't help repeating in a low voice, "Why is it south of the extreme northern mountains? Is there... something in the north?"

Sir Gorosh sighed, and said a secret that only some of the upper dragonborn knew: "That's the direction of Tarrond."

Maggie froze, not knowing what to say for a while.

Sir Golosh shook his head: "No matter what, I will still tell Grand Duke Balogar about the Iron Wings, no matter what the reason is, this matter must be known to the Dragon Blood Duke and the Dragon Blood Council. In addition, I would like to express my gratitude to His Majesty Gawain Cecil—thank him for giving you this gift, and thank him for considering the traditional taboos of the Holy Dragon Principality. Humans have mastered the technology of making this kind of steel wings , but did not directly use it for profit, but asked you to ask for my opinion, as two alien races who had no intersection, I think this is considered a considerable degree of respect."

Sir Golosh's response stiffened the atmosphere between the father and daughter. The two were silent and fell into their own thoughts, but soon, Maggie asked another question: "Father, if there are some young people Dragonborn are willing to accept a certain degree of supervision and restraint, to only operate in the southern human kingdom, and only use the Iron Wings within the prescribed scope, do you think the Dragon Blood Council and the Grand Council will allow it?"

Sir Golosh obviously hadn't thought about this direction before, and he couldn't help being a little stunned at this moment. After a brief reaction, he frowned: "You mean to let the young dragonborn come to Cecil just to use These mechanical armors experience flying? This..."

"Strictly speaking, they are international students, father," Maggie immediately corrected Sir Gorosh, "the non-governmental communication channel between Cecil and the Holy Dragon Principality and the official channel for international students will be opened, right? Then The dragon descendants who came to Cecil naturally escaped from the 'no-fly zone' of the extreme northern mountains, just like me, flying with steel wings obviously does not violate traditional taboos—ah, this is a big problem for the two countries Not even 'trade' involved, Cecil is just producing these devices on his own land, not selling to the North, and the Dragonborn are just experiencing some 'local projects' on Cecil's land..."

Maggie quickly said a series of things that made Sir Golosh's eyes widen, and in the end he was even a little dumbfounded. It wasn't until Maggie finished speaking that the Sir looked at his daughter with a strange expression: "Mr. Ji, where... did you learn such a weird... idea? You never..."

Maggie opened her mouth: "I..."

"My child, you have really learned too much in the human world, and you have also learned their cunning. In this regard, you are even a bit like Ms. Azalena," Golosh said in a rather dumbfounding tone, "You The way of thinking is almost like a human being now!"

Azalena, who was maintaining a sound-proof barrier not far away, suddenly yelled in dissatisfaction: "Hey! I'm just standing here and listening!"

Maggie winked at Gorosh: "Father, no matter how I think, at least what I said is logical, isn't it?"

"I..." Gorosh hesitated, shrugged helplessly and with a wry smile, "Well, it is true from a certain point of view. I will think about it carefully and then tell the Grand Duke."

Then he frowned and said to Maggie: "My child, we haven't seen each other for many years. Besides these topics, don't you want to talk to me about other things? You... really don't want to go home?"

Maggie was silent for a few seconds, her huge head lowered slightly, and said something that Sir Gorrosh thought he would never hear: "Father, my actions back then were impulsive."

Jazz was stunned. For a full minute, he stood there quietly like a statue with a look of surprise on his face, until Azalena who was not far away coughed, the middle-aged dragon Yicai woke up like a dream, subconsciously said: "So, you want to..."

Maggie shook her head slightly: "Father, I left out of impulse, but I stayed in the human world for so many years, but it was not impulsive. Father, I am no longer a child, I have my own identity here Whether it is in front of His Majesty Gawain or with the Grand Duchess Victoria, it is impossible for me to walk away. And... I will face a very embarrassing situation when I return to the Principality of Shenglong. You should know this After all, I'm not like Ms. Azalena, I'm not a born dragon-marked witch, and I don't have any more special blood besides being your daughter.

"The Dragon Blood Council will definitely investigate my actions that violated the taboo."

During the calm narration, the memories of the past years also flashed in Maggie's memories.

Many years ago, when I jumped off Longyue Cliff, I was still too young, and was protected by my family and mountains. Many thoughts at that time are actually a bit ridiculous now—whether I yearn for the sky Whether it is the pursuit of the so-called "freedom", those seemingly simple and strong ideas that once stirred the heart of a young dragonborn will inevitably appear naive and reckless after many years.

After these years of ups and downs, she has felt more and more that the "ambitions" she had when she jumped off Longyue Cliff are actually very small in this complicated and dangerous world. War, there is death, there are desperate struggles between dark sects and gods, and there are also turbulent waves rolled up by the changes of the times. A dragon descendant with a dream of the sky jumped from a high cliff and rushed into this turbulent world. Small as a flying insect, there is no time to think about any dreams.

The "outside world" is not all romance and epic as imagined, more often it is the hunger and cold when falling at the foot of the northern mountain, the despair and embarrassment when facing the crystal cluster army, and facing the alien dynasty At a loss when changing.

But it is precisely because of these wind and rain that the impulsive recklessness of youth has faded away, and the dragon descendants who jumped off the Longyue cliff back then are now unable to leave this "new home" as rashly as they did when they left home.

"I am now an air force instructor of the Cecil Empire, a senior advisor for several aircraft projects of the Imperial Institute of Magical Technology, and also the deputy of the Grand Consul of Victoria and the imperial advisor of His Majesty Gawain. This position is the same as yours in Barlow The position in front of Grand Duke Geer is quite equal. I was really in a hurry when I left home, but when I came back to my senses, I had already taken root in the human world too deeply. I have to keep the glory of descendants."

Sir Gorosh was silent for a long time, and finally everything turned into a wry smile: "I...understand, you are right.

"But Maggie, even with these reasons, you can still go home and have a look, just like I, as a courtier, have the opportunity to come here to meet you.

"The Principality of the Holy Dragon is establishing normal diplomacy with the Cecil Empire. The gates of the northern mountains are about to open. We will exchange ambassadors with humans, open civil channels, and open long-term trade routes. Maggie, as long as these channels are opened Now, the Principality is no longer a closed place, and you will no longer be subject to traditional taboos—even the Dragon Blood Council will not pursue your old account of "escaping from the country" from Longyue Cliff, because you are the only one A dragonborn who occupies an important position in the Cecil Empire is a precious bond."

Maggie looked at her father quietly, before lowering her head gently for a long time: "It is indeed as you said...then I will go back to see you at that time."

Chapter 0850 Information about Megal III

Night falls.

Stars shrouded the night sky of Cecil City. The starlight and the artificial lights on the earth complemented each other. A thin halo diffused from the sky above the city, giving the starlight a hazy and illusory texture. Sir Golosh looked up. Looking at the stars in this foreign country, I heard the faint sound of music coming from the bustling neighborhood in the distance.

The starry sky of Longlinbao is brighter than here, but the night is colder. It is not as prosperous as here, but it has a different kind of solemnity.

Regardless of personal feelings, which one is better is really a difficult question to answer.

Azarena's voice came from the side, interrupting Sir Gorosh's thoughts: "Sir, your daughter has already left, if you still want to blow the cold wind here for a few hours, then I will not accompany you I'm asleep—the warm room and nightcap are calling me."

Golosh woke up from his thoughts, his eyes left the dark night sky, he glanced at the direction Maggie left, and shook his head with a complicated smile: "Do you think Maggie met me tonight, it was Gawain Sethi Did you arrange it?"

"As long as we stand here, everything that happens around us can be regarded as the result of Emperor Cecil's arrangement, and it's pointless to dwell on it," Azarena glanced at Golosh, "The key is whether you are willing to Accept these 'arrangements' and whether these 'arrangements' will affect your ability to judge as an ambassador."

Saying that, the Dragon Seal Witch paused, and added: "As for my personal opinion—this is not a bad thing. All of Gawain Cecil's actions so far have been within measure, and he is very Carefully took care of the dragonborn's feelings, and is also working hard to advance the whole matter, you can regard what happened tonight as an 'arrangement', but you can also regard it as a gesture of goodwill and sincerity."

Gorosh was silent for a few seconds in contemplation, and then spoke before Azarena urged: "Ms. Azarena, I'm afraid I will trouble you again—please contact Dragon's Landing Castle again."

Azalena sighed deliberately: "...Oh, I knew it would be like this."

……

The night wind blew into the study.

Gao Wen raised his head from a pile of documents, and saw the figure of Amber was rapidly separating from the air.

"How's the situation?" he asked casually.

"The father and daughter talked for a long time. Except for a small accident at the beginning, the overall atmosphere seemed to be quite harmonious," Amber reported the result of her stalking, "But according to your instructions, I didn't get too close. No eavesdropping on anyone's private affairs—I don't know exactly what was discussed."

"Well, it's mainly based on your strength. Once you get close, you can easily be beaten to death," Gawain nodded. "It doesn't matter. After all, our main purpose is to let Maggie and Sir Gorosh meet. What results can be produced... Just let it happen, we don't count on this."

Amber didn't refute Gao Wen's comment that "it's easy to be beaten to death". Instead, she nodded in agreement, and then looked curiously at the pile of documents in front of Gao Wen's eyes: "...the things you have to deal with are still There are so many?"

"Construction projects across the country have already started, and there are new diplomatic, economic, military, and industrial plans. Although each department has a dedicated person in charge, there are still a lot of things that I need to personally ask about." Gao Wen looked at the pile of things before his eyes. He glanced at the file, and smiled helplessly, "It's actually okay, there aren't many things that make people particularly headache."

Amber scratched her hair and muttered to herself, "My head is about to explode just by processing the intelligence gathered by the Military Intelligence Bureau every day..."

Gao Wen's movement of flipping through the documents suddenly stopped, and he smiled after a while: "When the computing center is officially opened, the situation will be much better - many tasks can be done by machines and networks, and the clerks and assistant administrative officers will With the energy to deal with more important things, after the efficiency is improved, our work..."

"Our work will increase accordingly, from reviewing [-] documents a day to reviewing [-] documents a day, you can quickly solve the problems that can only be solved in a few days before, but you will find that you have to wait in line There is still no end in sight for the problem you have solved——” Amber rolled her eyes upwards, muttering non-stop in a tone like feeling life, “I have been following you for several years, next time you fool me, at least change your mind ah……"

Gawain stared blankly at Amber, who seemed to have realized his enlightenment, and suddenly felt that the progress of this half-elf over the years by his side was actually not inferior to others at all—this guy was getting harder and harder to deceive.

At this moment, a special aura suddenly disturbed Gao Wen's perception. After a little recognition, he nodded to Amber on the other side of the table: "A guest is here."

Amber's first reaction was to take out the power sap from the back of her waist: "Well, I'm just..."

"No, it's really a guest." Only then did Gao Wen realize that his words were ambiguous, and quickly waved his hands, "Put that thing away—Megaul, you can show up now."

As his words fell, an invisible wave of magic power suddenly appeared out of thin air, and all the lights in the study seemed to be disturbed by the invisible force, becoming slightly dimmed, and there were dark purple shadows mixed with shadows that fluctuated. The starlight condensed in the center of the room—these starlight and shadows quickly gathered into an expanding and shrinking aggregate of starlight, and floated over the room like some kind of ghost.

Amber was taken aback by this sight, and before she had time to ask what it was, a low humming voice came from the starlight aggregate: "Good night, Your Majesty, and this... nervous half-elf lady. With all due respect, miss, the weapon in your hand may not be effective against me, and I lost my head many years ago."

Amber stared at the fluctuating starlight in a daze. Although she was taken aback, she had already reacted after the other party spoke, and quickly matched the information in her head, raising her eyebrows: " Megal III? The Pope of the Eternal Sleeper?"

"It's over," the starlight aggregate said flatly. "You can call me Megall directly—now I'm just an ordinary Cecil citizen, serving His Majesty Gawain Cecil."

Amber twitched the corners of her mouth, and while putting away her power sap, she muttered casually: "Okay, after issuing certificates to a ball of arcane light, an iron ball, and a tree, now we're going to give a ball of... The smoke makes ID cards."

She looked at Gao Wen: "Then do I need to avoid it?"