Sword of Dawn

"Don't worry, I don't blame those people. Their original intention is to protect the wealth of the empire," Belsetia smiled, her eyes slowly moving with the Temple of Stars that has passed over the city, "In the past two years Almost half the time I had to sit on the 'Government Seat', the painful screams of those ancient machines kept me awake at night, and it is a joy to know that their pain can be alleviated-- Astromancer, those transformations really work, right?"

"Not enough to restore the Temple of Stars to its glory days, but it did stem the rate of decline of the core power system. As you can see, the extra energy unit relieved the pressure on almost all systems, especially some of the aging anti-gravity engines There is a chance to breathe—this means that we have the opportunity to carry out a more thorough restoration," Verania smiled, this respected great astrologer is obviously in a good mood, "Now I don't I'm sure it will be fixed, but it's a good start."

"So it's a wise move for us to cooperate with Cecil—human beings are more creative than us, and they have indeed found a path that no one has gone before," Belsetia said, stopping in her footsteps. "Then it's time for us to respond to another invitation they sent the other day."

Valentian Jingu, the Minister of the Empire who stood behind Belsetia, said in a low voice: "About the invitation to witness the signing of the peace agreement between Cecil and Typhon at Sentinel Post No. 112 in the northeast..."

"And the invitation to join the 'Union of Civilized Communities'," the Silver Queen glanced at her chief minister, "this is the more important thing."

"...The parliamentary side has discussed, and there are still some different voices," the Minister of the First Minister considered the vocabulary, "The main reason is whether this unprecedented 'alliance' that includes all races and countries is stable and reliable, Gawain Sisi Whether the things promised by Seoul are feasible, and whether our interests after joining this alliance are equal to the risks and responsibilities we need to bear. Especially the last item, the congressmen discussed it very much..."

"Arrogance." Belsetia said lightly.

The chief minister was a little surprised: "...Your Majesty?"

"It's nothing but arrogance," Belsetia said, "For 700 years, the Silver Empire has become the most powerful country on this continent. We have assumed the role of the former Gondor Empire and dominated many things-this It has begun to imprint on the minds of many people, so that it is difficult for them to accept that the dominance of a matter falls into the hands of others."

"...Although your evaluation is pertinent, it is also too sharp," the Chief Minister said helplessly, "The starting point of most members of parliament is still based on the interests of the empire."

"Of course, this is the prerequisite for their existence, and I still believe in it," Belsetia nodded, "So I also believe that they will discuss the results soon, and I will not urge you on this point .It's you...Valendian, I want to hear your opinion on this matter."

The chief minister thought for a while, and then raised his head: "I tend to accept the Cecilian's invitation—not only accept it, but also actively approach this new alliance, and try to show the strength of the Silver Empire in the process of its formation." clout and size to secure us a key place in this new alliance going forward."

"Oh?" Belsetia glanced at Valentian in surprise, "I didn't expect you to take this matter so seriously."

The chief minister was silent for a moment before he organized his words and said: "In the past two years, the Gaoling Kingdom has established trade routes with the Typhon Empire, and all trade areas have shown incredible speed of development. On the one hand, we are also conducting economic and technological exchanges with the Typhons and Cecils, and you can see the feedback we received through this - all signs indicate that the order of the entire Loren continent is being reorganized , the human kingdom that once fell apart is re-establishing a close relationship, and this time, even the dwarves, orcs and other races in the west and the dragon descendants in the north have also been pulled into this new order...

"This new order has already taken shape, and its trend is irreversible, especially now that even Cecil and Typhon have chosen to coexist peacefully after the war, which shows that the last obstacle hindering the north-south integration and east-west integration of Loren Continent has been eliminated. As far as the Silver Empire is concerned, we can neither destroy this trend for no reason, nor can it be unaffected by it. Since it is necessary to make changes to the old tradition of being independent, we might as well join it—with the influence of the empire, We can ensure ourselves an important seat in this new alliance, thereby continuing to maintain the solid position of the Silver Empire in the southern part of the mainland..."

Belsetia listened carefully to Valentian's thoughts—the other party didn't actually talk very deeply. After all, this is just a trail outside the Elf King's Court, not the royal chamber where the Silver Queen handles government affairs, but even so, he It also clarifies the distribution of interests behind the whole thing very well.

A smile finally appeared on the queen's face.

"Very well, Valentine," she nodded approvingly, "you speak well."

"It's just some immature views," Valentian lowered his head. "In addition, there are actually quite a few members of Parliament who have similar views to mine."

"This shows that there are still many smart people in our parliament," Belsetia said with a smile, and then she changed the subject, "In short, no matter what the outcome of their discussion on this matter is, there is no doubt about one thing ——The peace agreement between Cecil and Typhon requires elves to be witnesses, we did a similar witness 700 years ago, and there is no reason to refuse this time.”

"Yes," said Valentian, "that's what everyone agrees on."

"Then start preparing from now," Belsetia nodded, "I'm going to checkpoint 112 in person to witness this."

After her words fell, Verania Silver Star on the side immediately subconsciously showed a surprised expression, but Valentian, who was the chief minister, did not react much—it seemed that this minister who had followed the Silver Queen for many years From the very beginning, he expected Belsetia to make such a decision, and had already made a targeted plan, so he just nodded: "Understood, I will arrange this matter."

"Very good," Belsetia showed a satisfied expression, and then she glanced at the sky at the end of the city - the glorious giant sun has completely risen above the forest, and the corona covered with wood grains is gently shining on the royal city, "Walking The time is over—you go to the chamber first, and I will be there later."

The chief minister, senior astrologer, and several other subjects immediately took orders. They took half a step back and said neatly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The subjects left, leaving only the Silver Queen and her two high-ranking maids on the walkway high in the sky.

"Let's go too," Belsetia said to the maid beside her, "Don't make the courtiers wait too long."

Two maids followed her footsteps, and after walking a short distance, one of the maids finally couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, do you really want to go to the north in person?"

Belsetia slowed down. She glanced at the maid who had been with her since she was a child and had a very close relationship with her. A smile appeared on her face: "Don't you look forward to seeing Uncle Gawain?"

"This...not really, it's just a bit of a surprise. The guard post in the north is much farther than the guard post when the sacred covenant was concluded 700 years ago."

"Human beings who have fallen apart have come together again—this is worth a long journey," Belsetia said slowly, with a hint of contemplation gradually appearing on her face, "And... there are some things I want to confirm with my own eyes."

Chapter 1044 Ogure's Mountain

In the western part of Loren Continent, the Ancestral Peak towers over the land.

This majestic mountain stands in the hinterland of the Ogulei tribal country like a giant beast glaring at the sky, and the "fangs" of the mountain have been piercing into the clouds.Its three branches extend to the territories of orcs, humans, and gray elves respectively, and its majestic mountain itself is the home of the spirit race and goblins for generations-for everyone who lives on this land, this Each mountain has a very special meaning, which is why, when the city-states of the Ogure Tribal State decided to form a union, they unanimously chose to build their common capital at the foot of the ancestral peak: Holy Helmet city.

In the Ogure tribal country, the five main races usually manage internal affairs independently, and several cities where multiple races coexist operate like independent city-states, but if there is a major event involving the entire tribal country, the "Five Kings" They will gather in Helm City to discuss the future of this land.

In the center of Holy Helm City, in the highest dome hall in the city, the leaders of humans, gray elves, Eldar, goblins, and orcs are gathering at a round table to discuss several important matters. The leader of the gray elves, Wenna Bai Zhi is among them, but at the moment, she is a little bit out of her mind.Her gaze passed over the particularly tall orc leader Ms. Camilla sitting opposite her, across the open terrace at the end of the hall, and fell to the peak of the ancestors in the background of the city-the mountain high on the ground Standing beside the Holy Helm City, there is a pale golden sunset shining on its surface at this moment, and the whole mountain is facing the setting sun, looking brilliant.

Wenna just sat on the special high chair and stayed there for a long time, until Wycliffe, who was sitting next to her, called her back from the state of wandering: "Wenna, Wenna— —Don't be dazed."

Ji Ling, the patriarch of the gray elves, woke up suddenly, and first subconsciously glanced at the human leader beside him who had just woken him up—this middle-aged man with short silver hair always had a smile on his face, and this time was no exception ——Then she looked at several other positions around the round table.

Ms. Camilla, who is tall and has feline features, is sitting opposite, and she frowned with some dissatisfaction; Sidur, the leader of the Spirit Race, is sitting next to Camilla, this man with light blue skin " "Man" always has a pensive expression on his face, and it is difficult for outsiders to understand his current emotions; opposite to Stoor is the leader of the goblins, Stella, this small lady is sitting on her favorite high-backed chair, The high-backed chair was on top of a stack of books, the books on a small bench, and the small bench on the table—this huge pile made her the tallest person in the room, but it did nothing to add to her majesty.

"Ah—" Wen Na finally came back to her senses, she blinked, "It's time for me to speak? Where are we discussing?"

"Wenna, it's not a good habit to be distracted during important meetings," Camilla sighed, with a nice hoarse texture in her voice. As a playmate since she was a child and an orc with a bold personality, she never minded it. Criticize Wenna Bai Zhi's shortcomings in a formal and private occasion, "What we are discussing is related to the future of the entire tribal country."

"Of course, of course, I know—I just don't think this matter itself needs to be discussed for such a long time," Wen Na nodded repeatedly, "As for the 'invitation' from Emperor Cecil—we have no reason to refuse ...the benefits of joining this new coalition outweigh the risks, both politically and economically..."

"We've actually agreed on this point just now—while you're admiring the scenery," Wycliffe said with a smile on his face, "we're discussing another matter, according to Emperor Cecil. The idea mentioned in the letter, Stella just put forward a very constructive opinion..."

Wen Na's eyes widened immediately, and she subconsciously looked in Stella's direction, and saw the palm-sized lady standing on the stack of books she used as the "throne", with her waist thrust into her face and showing a very proud look. This made her suddenly feel bad: "Stella's opinion? And you are still discussing it seriously?"

"Wenna, there is prejudice in your words," Siduer said, with a mysterious low and slow tone, "You should listen to the content of this 'opinion' first."

"Okay, I'm listening," Wen Na looked at Sidur, "What's the specifics?"

"The Ogulei tribal country has a completely different order from other countries. All the countries on the mainland know that we are ruled by five kings," Sduer said in a low voice, "so Stella suggested that we send five representatives to go there according to the five 'royal families' A silver outpost, just tell Emperor Cecil that the political structure of the Ogure tribal country is so loose-if successful, then we will have five votes in the future."

Although she had already guessed what this "constructive opinion" was about, what Siduer said still exceeded Wenna's imagination. She couldn't help but glanced at Stella with admiration, and then looked at Stella strangely. To others: "...so what's your opinion?"

"We've run out of votes and we're waiting for your opinion," Wycliffe said, "Personally, I actually think the proposal is very attractive, but my sanity doesn't allow me to do what I like, so I voted against it. "

"I'm also against it," Siduer shook his head, "This is nonsense, and it even damages the face and prestige of the tribal state."

Camilla waved her hand: "I didn't think about it that much, I just thought it was too stupid, so I objected."

"That's fine," Wen Na spread her hands, "I also object—the reason is the sum of the three of you."

Then she looked in Stella's direction: "Okay, everyone except you objects, we can move on to the next topic."

Stella immediately returned to her chair in frustration, and seemed to mutter a few words by the way, but the people at the scene were already familiar with this, and they believed that the optimistic goblin leader would recover before the next topic started .

"Let's talk about the 'Magic Web Hub' for the last time." Wycliffe glanced at the meeting arrangement in his hand, and his eyes fell on Stuart, Camilla and Stella. I'm glad that we finally reached a consensus last month and passed the plan to set up the main hub of the magic web at the peak of the ancestors, and now we have successfully set up a temporary verification device, but as of last week, this device has been... some problems."

"It's a big problem." Stella really cheered up, she stood up, and made a quick and clear voice, "Originally, the test magic obelisk was working normally at the foot of the mountain, but as long as it is transported to the top of the mountain , the interference immediately increased - although the transmission of magic power is not a problem, but the signal is full of clutter. Our scholars have been studying for several days, and the current conclusion is that the interference comes from the outside world, and the structure or failure of the obelisk itself Nothing to do..."

"The superstitious mountain people think that the sleeping souls in the peak of the ancestors are making noise in the crystal of the obelisk, because the obelisk has disturbed their sleep," Siduer said in a deep voice, "so now except for technical means In addition to solving the problem online, we are still devoting energy to appease the uneasiness of the mountain people.”

"Actually, I thought of a good idea before," Stella waved her arms, "Let's just say that the obelisk of magic energy can communicate with the spirits of the ancestors. After this thing is built, it can be used to chat with the ancestors." , maybe the mountain people will support it instead... In the end, all of you still oppose it."

Wenna Baizhi couldn't help sighing, while Wycliffe covered his forehead and muttered: "Every time Stella puts forward an opinion, it's really as attractive as hell... Voting against it is simply a challenge... ..."

"I feel the same way." Wenna glanced at Wycliffe, and then turned her gaze back to Stella. "In short, let's find a way to solve those disturbances first. In order to start the project on the Ancestors Peak, we A lot of costs have been invested in advance, and this matter will definitely be promoted. In theory, the peak of the ancestors has the best innate conditions in China: the altitude is high enough, the atmosphere is clear, and the magic environment is stable. No matter how you look at it, there should be no The appearance of this kind of interference... this phenomenon is worthy of in-depth study."

"Of course, of course, we'll do it," Stella said quickly, "and we'll study it—but we might not find anything. I'll arrange for scholars to collect the mountainside and a few other places this week. If we still have no clue about the interference data on the top of the mountain, we may have to ask Cecil's technical experts for help."

This time, Ms. Fairy's opinion finally got everyone's support...

……

The meeting was over, and the clan leaders began to leave separately.

A huge golem walked into the hall with heavy steps. It used its dexterous arms to support the small bench on the round table. Stella nimbly sat next to the golem's neck after a few jumps. Several people waved their hands, and quickly directed the golem to leave the hall, while Camilla couldn't help shaking her head looking at the back of the golem's heavy body: "We should really forbid her from bringing the golem to the meeting hall... The ground here is repaired every year."

After saying this, the orc leader said goodbye to Wen Na, shook his head and left, followed by the leader of the Spirit Race, Sidur—after most of the followers also evacuated, the huge conference hall Only Wenna Baizhi and the human leader Wycliffe are left.

Wenna moved her shoulders and neck that were stiff due to sitting for a long time, turned around and supported the small ladder next to the high chair, and descended to the ground along the ladder. She looked up at the tall Wycliffe, curiously Asked: "Aren't you going?"

With a slight smile, the silver-haired Wycliffe walked unhurriedly to the nearby balcony, looking towards the direction of the city and the mountains: "It's rare to have such a moment of leisure, I have to extend the time away from the file as long as possible." little bit."

Wenna pursed her lips, and also stepped to the balcony. She followed Wycliffe's line of sight and looked into the distance. She saw the ancient Helm City bathed in the evening light, and the distant Ancestor Peak reflected the orange-red color. Light, she is not unfamiliar with this scene - in these years as the leader of the gray elves, she often came to the meeting hall of Helm City, and she has seen similar scenes many times.

"It's really a magnificent city," she couldn't help but whispered, "A new era has come... I don't know if the scenery here will also change, just like Windsong City or Baiyu Harbor."

"There is nothing static," Wycliffe said with a smile. "The City of Helms is regarded by many people as a symbol of antiquity and tradition, but if you look back at history, isn't it itself a product of a revolution?"

Wenna Baizhi blinked, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "That's right."

As one of the rulers of this land, she certainly knows the origin of Helm City:

Nestled at the foot of the Peak of the Ancestors, this great city is governed by the Council of Five Kings, and is stylistically unique throughout the continent: its buildings have the rigid straight lines of ancient Gondor and The grand and majestic appearance also has the thickness and practical style of the dwarf kingdom in the far west. Although this land should be the homeland of the four races of gray elves, orcs, eldar and goblins in history, this city is a mixture of The style of the ancient Gondor Empire and the Dwarf Kingdom, this unique point is naturally related to the history of Helm City——

The city of Holy Helm was built more than 700 years ago. At that time, the ancient Gondor Empire collapsed, and the survivors fled in all directions. Among them, the pioneers who moved to the west of the mainland crossed the rifts and mountains on the border of the ancient empire, and stepped into the ancient city of Ogure. Mysterious land.At that time, the main races on this land had not yet formed the future "tribal state", but existed loosely in the form of tribal alliances. Human beings who suddenly migrated here from the human empire were a huge change for the aborigines on this land. After some contact and mediation, the aborigines here finally decided to accept these refugees from the Gondor Empire, and the latter also chose to repay this kindness in their own way.

In addition to some knowledge from the Gondor Empire (the part that is still available after the demon tide) and treasures, the greatest reward of the westward pioneers to the aborigines is this "Holy Helm City".

They exhausted the wealth they brought during their exile journey, used the knowledge of architecture and planning from the Gondor Empire, which was far more advanced than the local area, and used an ancient contract from the Gondor period to invite dwarf craftsmen from the western part of the mainland. It took ten years. The city was built at the foot of the ancestor's peak, and then he only occupied one-fifth of the city, and gave four-fifths of the city to the other four clans.

At the same time, the new knowledge and new ideas brought by the Gondorians are also an important reason for the various tribes on the land of Ogure to change the traditional pattern and establish a "tribal state" with closer ties.

That's why Wycliffe said: Holy Helm City itself is the product of a revolution.

Wenna Bai Zhi suddenly sighed, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

More than 700 years ago, when there was no human activity on this land, the Ancestor Peak already existed as a "sacred place" for the four ethnic groups. This land has had its own traditions and customs in the past thousands of years, until just now The Duo Empire was destroyed by a demon tide, and the remnants of the empire came here across the vast wasteland, and young and creative humans brought earth-shaking changes to this place.

Regardless of what the ancestors who faced the changes thought about it at that time, as a descendant, only from a historical perspective, Wenna must admit that it is these changes that have shaped the current far stronger and more united society than before. nation.

But today, new changes knocked on the gate of the Ogure Mountains again—this time, the changes were still brought about by humans.

Human creativity... is truly incredible.

Chapter 1045 Awakening from a Big Dream

When Gao Wen walked into Office No. [-] of the Government Affairs Hall, Hetty, who was reviewing documents, immediately noticed some abnormalities in him. The "Cecil Butler" looked up at Gao Wen's face: "Ancestor, you yesterday Didn't you take a break?"

"... a little insomnia," Gawain had a hard time explaining to Heidi that he was suddenly woken up by an alarm from a satellite when he slept until midnight, and then he watched a thing that looked like a mechanical dragon flying straight into the distance in space. After the mental journey, I could only wave my hands with a trace of exhaustion, "It's not in the way, I'll just adjust it."

For a powerful transcendent, the exhaustion caused by insomnia is certainly not a big problem, but Hetty still couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Do you need some calming potion? Pittman should have..."

"It's really unnecessary," Gawain waved his hand immediately, then looked at the documents that Heidi had sorted out on his desk, and quickly changed the subject, "Is there any new news?"

To be honest, his mind is still full of the pictures he observed through space surveillance last night, the mysterious silhouette passing by the starry sky and the countless thoughts that followed, but he also understands that he has no conditions to go Do further investigation, at least at this stage - the power of the Government Office is useless at this moment, and the daily affairs of the empire still have to be dealt with.

Hetty looked at Gao Wen's expression again, as if she was confirming the health status of the ancestor, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the other party, she flipped through the top few documents, and answered while sorting out her thoughts: "Yes, we Feedback has been received from the leaders of several countries or regions—including the Augure Tribal State, the northern city-states, the Silver Empire, etc., as well as the reply from the Dwarf Kingdom. Judging from the feedback, the leaders of various countries have responded to your appeal Very interested in the 'Community Alliance'..."

"Unexpectedly," Gao Wen laughed, this is finally good news, at least to wash away some bad mood caused by insomnia, "These countries are either already in the Cecil settlement area, or they will soon join the North Circum-continental routes, or have technical exchanges and close ties with us... Bridges have been opened, and closer ties between countries are an inevitable trend."

"As you said," Hetty nodded, and then took a separate document from the side, "Also, this is a remote letter that was just forwarded through the Sentinel Tower this morning, from the Silver Empire His Majesty Belsetia Morningstar—this is a private letter specially sent to you."

"Belsetia..." Gawain was stunned for a moment, and the memory of 700 years ago appeared in his mind, and there was a lively, always following behind him to make trouble, during the covenant meeting of the pioneers. There were figures running around from camp to camp, but he soon shook his head, put aside the 700-year-old memory, and reached out to take the letter from Hetty.

Of course, this letter is not the original, but a "copy" forwarded and transmitted by using the communication link of the Sentinel Tower and the magic network communication system. Although the copy screen is slightly distorted, the handwriting on the letter paper is still clear and familiar. The handwriting of "Silver Queen" has not changed much compared to 700 years ago, but it is more mature and beautiful:

"To His Majesty the Emperor Cecil, and to Uncle Gawain whom I haven't seen for a long time—"

After seeing this unique beginning, Gao Wen raised his eyebrows subconsciously, then he lowered his eyelids and read the letter carefully.

A few minutes later, he put down the letter paper, and Hetty cast a curious look: "What did the Silver Queen say? Ah, of course, if it's a private matter, I won't ask..."

Gawain glanced at Hetty with a strange expression, somehow felt that the other party's words sounded a bit strange, then he shook his head: "It's no big deal, some daily greetings, and a private response about this meeting...she will come in person."

Hetty was stunned for a moment before realizing what "personally" meant, and her eyes widened in surprise: "Personally? You mean that the Silver Queen will go to outpost 112 to attend this meeting in person?"

She seemed very surprised, and there was a reason for this: Although the meeting expected to be held in the month of recovery this year was to invite the leaders of various countries to come to the meeting in principle, the situation in the countries of the Loren Continent is actually complicated, and many regions have opened their doors It hasn't been long, so some countries that are far away or have not long joined the Cecil settlement area are actually planning to send the king's deputy or courtiers with considerable voice. At the southern end, there is an entire Gondor wasteland between the northern countries. In addition, the status of the Silver Queen is respected, and she rarely leaves the country for hundreds of years. Almost everyone thinks that this distant ancient empire will only send an ambassador to the country. Come—Hetty had no idea that it would be the Silver Queen herself.

Gao Wen was not as surprised as Hetty about this, he even seemed very indifferent: "This meeting will re-define the structure of the entire world, and its long-term impact is no less than that of the pioneer covenant - for the Silver Empire, this something worthy of their empress to witness. And..."

Hetty asked curiously: "And?"

Gawain looked down at the letter in his hand, and his eyes fell on some paragraphs:

"... Many years ago, the elves lost the favor of the natural gods, and our scholars and theologians have discussed this for many years... I am particularly concerned about the changes in the northern part of the mainland in the past two years. In the correspondence with Sonia In the process, I also learned about the reformed Holy Light Sect and the transformation of various churches by the Cecil Empire..."

He raised his head and said thoughtfully: "The elves may become the first batch of alien members of the Theocracy Council, which I did not expect."

After listening to Gawain's words, Hetty quickly realized: "...the silver elves... yes, their original mainstream belief was the god of nature, but since the fall of the white star 3000 years ago, their belief structure has changed Great changes. The original state religion of the empire has gradually turned into a purely academic organization for the study of druid technology within hundreds of years, and the split priests have led a small number of believers to build one after another based on primitive nature. Scattered sects of belief, but I heard Sonia and Solderin say that these sects that spread in a small area in the jungle have hardly brought any storms, never had natural magic come into the world, and no new gods responded to them prayers...

"Until now, there is still no unified and recognized mainstream belief in the Silver Empire. The elf royal family is nominally the supreme leader of the druids, and the Silver Queen is nominally the highest priestess, but this has only remained As a traditional symbol, most elves no longer believe in Amorn, while a small number of elves are influenced by human kingdoms. Some believe in the god of war, some are shallow believers in the goddess of magic, and a few believe in the holy light... "

Gao Wen's face twitched a bit: "...It seems that their current belief situation is not optimistic..."

Hetty thought about it carefully, and also showed a strange look: "...It's true."

"Let's put aside their predicament of belief for now," Gawain breathed out, and brought the topic back, "I've always been too focused on the northern part of the mainland, and on humans themselves... Silver The Empire has established contact with us for so long, but they have always been in my 'blind spot'. Now it seems that there is a huge 'God's Influence Sample Library' hidden in that warm forest. The special situation of the silver elves... ...may take our research a step further."

His gaze swept over Belsetia's dignified and beautiful handwriting again, but his thoughts seemed to cross the vast wasteland and landed in the kingdom of elves on the other side of the continent.He thought of the situation Hetty had just described. During the 3000-year "faith exploration" journey of the silver elves...he faintly noticed many places that could be connected with the mysteries of the gods.

After a short thought, he temporarily put the matter of the elves at the bottom of his heart, and began to consider the situation on another line - Tarrond.

After the "insomnia" last night, the figure that flitted through the space has been haunting his mind, even though the shape of the thing he saw was very strange, and it had even been transformed to such a degree that he could not see its original appearance at all. But Gawain could still see a trace of a "giant dragon" from its general outline, and it was this little clue that made him unable to stop thinking about the matter of Tarrond since this morning.

After extending his thoughts in this direction, he thought of the Holy Dragon Principality, and subconsciously asked, "The Holy Dragon Principality should have received our invitation long ago... Has the Dragon Blood Duke responded?"

"I was just about to tell you about this," Heti said immediately, "The reply letter from the Holy Dragon Principality has also been delivered, but... I feel a little strange."

Gao Wen frowned: "Strange?"

"Grand Duke Balogar has not responded. The letter is sent in the name of the Dragon's Blood Council and Sir Gorosh Schickel." Hetty pulled out a document from the table and handed it to Gawain. "Their wording is very polite." , but said they couldn't attend the Recovery Month meeting - because they were busy dealing with some 'special domestic circumstances'. Of course, they didn't mention specifics."