Sword of Dawn

The black-haired female sailor watched this scene quietly. Although she was dressed as if she was a staff member on a nearby merchant ship, she remained motionless when the merchants scattered away—she cleverly and Everyone around kept their distance, but kept it unobtrusive.

"...A maritime trade bill was passed, and the businessmen on the scene were greatly encouraged...This is a situation that has never been seen before. These people from various countries and races seem to be connected together at once. A person from The news from thousands of miles away disturbs the fate of so many people..."

The female sailor muttered softly, but her voice did not reach the ears of the second person nearby. A small amulet hung below her neck. The runes on the amulet flickered slightly in the shadows, exuding a very secret fluctuations.

"Everything is happening naturally. The direction of this world has changed... It is a change that has never been recorded since the establishment of the Great Library. The countries are being guided into a whole of interests. Its changes are happening at an extremely macro level, but Seems to have affected ordinary people down to the last detail... Has such a change ever happened? In the old Great Library? Ah... That's nothing to do with us..."

The dragon descendants gathered in the square had a little commotion, the black-haired female sailor slightly raised her eyelids and glanced there, then lowered her eyes again: "This time, even the dragons of Tarrond have become A part of the vortex... They finally broke free from that cradle, and now they have returned to become a member of the mortal kingdoms. The fate of the dragonborn has changed a lot, and now there will be two kinds of dragons in this world... The future? The future is unpredictable...and we are never in the future.

"It's time to end the communication - I know, but there is no way, there are devices monitoring illegal magic power fluctuations everywhere, and I don't carry enough protective runes to hide from those monitoring towers for a long time. That's it, next time contact."

The black-haired female sailor said softly and quickly, and then walked towards the intersection not far away. Her figure trembled for a moment while she was walking—a black cloak was draped over her shoulders at some point , the shadow under the cloak quickly became thicker, and her face was engulfed by the shadow, as if the cloak had turned into nothingness in an instant.

No one noticed when this figure disappeared, but shortly after she disappeared, a group of security patrols quickly came to the vicinity of the magic net terminal, and a tall security officer frowned and scanned the unremarkable square , and another red-haired female sheriff made a confused voice beside her: "It's strange... just now the monitoring office reported that unregistered mana fluctuations were sensed here..."

"What type of fluctuation?" The tall sheriff asked in a deep voice, "How long did it last?"

The red-haired female sheriff looked serious: "The report said that it looked like some kind of communication spell - fine magic power fluctuations pointing north, but it was only detected for a few seconds, and there was only a very weak magic power response."

"North? The north is the country of those mages, and further north is the legendary dragon country... But it may also point to the peninsula entering the sea of ​​the Holy Dragon Principality," the tall magistrate rubbed his chin, and shook his head after thinking Shaking his head, "Anyway, let's report it. It may be necessary to increase the scanning frequency and sensitivity of the magic detection device in the city recently. Now is the most critical time since the opening of Beigang. Maybe there are some powerful spies who want to infiltrate and do things. "

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On the other side of the northern strait, a huge island stands quietly in the sea surrounded by ocean currents. On this island, there is an independent country that escapes from the world—the mages live here, in this land that seems to be a hermit country. Enjoying the peaceful and undisturbed years in the world, and watching the countries on the mainland separated from them by only one strait with a kind of detached gaze, watching those countries rise and fall in the changing times.

On the edge of this huge island, several cities rise and fall along the terrain. The dark-colored tower buildings and houses with high outer walls stand like guards on the top of the coastal cliffs; There are vast dense forests, wilderness and valleys that seem to have never been cultivated, and there seems to be no road connection between cities and cities, and between cities and the inland; and across these undeveloped areas inward, southwest of the center of the island In the region, there is a particularly ancient and majestic city standing on a highland surrounded by dense forests and river valleys.

This city has more tall towers than any other city. All kinds of high and low, new and old mage towers stand on every piece of land in the city like a dense forest. There are also a large number of towers with sloping roofs and dark exterior walls. The houses are densely clustered in the gap between these high towers and the city walls. These buildings seem to be stacked and fill the urban area, and even present a "sense of superimposition" as if they are going up layer by layer. An illusion, as if the layout of the city has violated the laws of geometry, and all the buildings are partially overlapped in a way that cannot be established in three-dimensional space, layer after layer, cluster after cluster, challenging The rules of time and space challenge the tolerance of the material laws of this world...

Only the most brilliant mages and those with unique talents can find such a trace of order in this city and find the correct way to a certain tower by sight.

The City of Thousand Towers, the capital of the Violet Kingdom, the highest sacred place and institution of higher education in the hearts of mages, the magical power that has been continuously blessed for thousands of years has even changed the space-time structure of the city, allowing the city to far exceed the city's carrying limit. Towers stand within its walls - true to its name.

Like other areas in the Violet Kingdom, the city is surrounded by dense forests, rivers, and valleys. It seems that there is no trace of development, and it seems that there is no road connection with the outside world.

In the central area of ​​the City of Thousand Towers, the most majestic and largest mage tower "Dark Palace" stands on the top of a highland that cannot be reached by road. The building still seems to be shrouded in eternal shadow, its façade is painted in three somber colors of gray, black and purple, and its top is floating like a planetary array of massive amethyst crystals. A lavender magic cyclone can be seen, and in the center of the cyclone, a looming eye occasionally emerges—that is the "Eye of the Night", which runs tirelessly and monitors the movement of every inch of the entire Violet Kingdom.

In one of the highest rooms in the dark palace, Nash Nart, Prince of the Mysteries, left the platform where the communication crystal was. With thought.

"...Did even the dragon break free from that nightmarish shackles... The changes in civilization this season really exceeded everyone's expectations..."

Prince Nash Nart whispered to himself, and behind him, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness.

This figure was indistinguishable from male to female, and his whole body seemed to be covered by hazy energy clouds. He bowed and saluted: "My lord, the mirror surface is unstable, and some shadows seep out from 'there'."

Prince Nash nodded: "Are you restless because of the recent changes...Understood, I will deal with it myself."

Chapter 1099 The Dark Palace and the Mirror Cave

Between the layers of winding stairs, behind the ancient doors, countless solemn and beautiful floors are stacked in the depths of the silent tower, and the dark palace stands on the ground like layers of thick books. Each floor seems to be a microcosm of the memory of the ancient, distant, and hidden kingdom of Violet, and the further you go to the deepest part of these floors, the deeper the sense of ancient mystery will be—until you pass the bottom layer and enter the dark royal court The underground structure of this tower will continue to extend to the depths. In those underground floors, all the items that can represent the "modern" atmosphere have finally disappeared completely, only the grotesque magic from an unknown era Creation is at work in its depths, overseeing something too old, even too old to be mentioned.

Going down layer by layer, there is a dignified atmosphere in a hall that is already located underground. It is said to be a hall, but in fact this space is already similar to a huge karst cave, with primitive stone domes and rock walls wrapping the underground At the same time, there are many quaint and huge pillars with obvious man-made traces supporting some fragile structures of the cave. Between the rock layers of the dome, you can also see the artificial roof made of stone slabs, which seem to be fused with the stone. Generally, they are deeply "embedded" in the top of the cave, and it can only be vaguely seen that they should be a higher floor, or some kind of "foundation" part of the structure.

The stalagmites hang down from the dome, the water vapor condenses between the rocks, and the cold water drops fall, dripping in this underground cave—it falls on a layer of mirror surface, causing layers of ripples on the solid mirror surface.

Nearly half of the "ground" of the entire underground cave is in a mirror-like state. It is a dark and pure plane, abruptly "embedded" between the stones on the surface, extremely smooth and flat, but at this moment It is not calm—as if some kind of hidden power is surging deep in this dark mirror, on that ink-like plane, you can occasionally see some ripples appear, or some places suddenly bulge, or Light from unknown sources swept across the mirror, and in the reflection of light and shadow, some slightly pale faces were reflected on the edge of the mirror.

The owner of one of the faces stepped back slightly. He was wrapped in a pitch-black robe, and the tip of the long-handled wooden staff in his hand exuded an extremely dim glow of magic power—theoretically, this faint light could not even illuminate his side The range of two meters, but in this weird cave, such a faint light seems to be enough to reflect all the details, so that there are no corners in the entire space that cannot be recognized by the naked eye.

And around this black-robed mage, there are many guards who are dressed like him, and the top of each staff also maintains the same dim light. Under the light of these faint lights, the mages are slightly pale. Faces looked at each other until someone finally broke the silence: "This time the duration has exceeded all records...Counting the one just now, it is already the sixth ups and downs."

"There are more shadows crossing the border than before," another black-robed mage whispered, "and it seems more difficult to communicate than ever..."

"They are restless, as if their minds have awakened from a deep sleep. This is not a good sign." The black-robed mage who spoke first shook his head, then frowned, "Is anyone sending a message to the upper floors?"

"The guards have been sent to notify Prince Nash," a female mage said in a low voice, "he should be soon..."

"I've already arrived."

Before the voice of the female mage fell, the voice of Prince Nash Nart came out of nowhere, and accompanied by the voice, there was a vortex of smoke that suddenly rose from the cave—the figure of Prince Nash passed directly through the dark palace The layers of floors and the interlaced magic barriers "fall" directly into this karst cave space deep in the ground like a shadow falling into the abyss. His figure condenses and forms in mid-air, and then floats weightlessly Towards the edge of the "mirror" came a group of guards.

At the same time that Prince Nash landed, the "mirror surface" located in the center of the cave suddenly changed again, and a large number of ripples were generated from the mirror surface out of thin air. The plane that should have looked solid suddenly surged like some kind of viscous liquid , Accompanied by this strange and chilling surge, there were bursts of low, vague, sleepy whispers coming from behind the mirror, echoing in the entire space!

In the next second, certain things suddenly condensed in the undulating mirror surface like ooze, they floated up quickly, and continuously recombined with the invisible energy in the air, quickly forming hollow "human bodies". Clothed with something like rune cloth strips, the shapeless black smoke in its body was bound into roughly limbs by the cloth strips, these uninvited guests from the "other side" murmured, growled, and left the mirror in a daze, facing the distance Their nearest guards staggered - but the guards had already reacted, and at Prince Nash's order, a series of shadow burning rays were fired from the top of the mage's staff, penetrating through those coming from the mages without hindrance. The "Boundary Transgressors" of the Shadow Realm, their rune cloth belts detonated silently under the rays, and the black smoke inside them was also instantly neutralized and disintegrated. After just a few seconds, these shadows were decomposed into energy and energy again. The shadow sank into the depths of the mirror.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and was completed under the almost instinctive muscle memory of the guards. It was not until all the transgressors were driven back that a group of black-robed mages finally took a breath. Some of them looked at each other, while others subconsciously looked at the Layer the black "mirror".Prince Nash's eyes also fell on the dark mirror, his eyes moved slowly on its surface, monitoring every slight change in it.

At this moment, a silver light and phantom that flashed under the mirror suddenly came into his eyes—the thing was so blurred that it was completely unrecognizable, but it made people think of a cold "sight".

Nash Nart's expression changed instantly, and he took a half step back suddenly, while growling quickly: "Turn off the light source, and time yourself!"

In the next moment, all the light sources in the cave disappeared, not only the shimmering lights on the tops of the mages' staffs, but also the rune flashes on the ancient stone slabs on the top of the cave, and the glowing moss in some damp corners—the light of the mages. Obviously it was artificially extinguished, but the light in other places seemed to be swallowed by some invisible force, and the entire cave fell into absolute darkness.

In the darkness, everyone's heart was pounding, vaguely, as if there was some kind of small friction sound coming from some corners, and then there seemed to be the sound of footsteps breaking the silence, as if someone The guard left his position and was groping his way through his companions. After a while, the cave finally became quiet again. It seemed that someone let out a long breath and said in a deep voice: "Yes. Alright, let's light up the staff again."

In the darkness, there was no response to any sound, nor any shimmering lights.

After a while, suddenly there were several short screams from the place where the guards were densest. Amidst the painful shouts, a guard who seemed to be struggling roared: "Quick, light up the staff!" , I was entangled by something! I was..."

Still only darkness and silence answered the cry.

Finally, these weird voices disappeared again, and the voice of Prince Nash Naert broke the silence: "The timer is over, light up your staffs."

There is still no response in the darkness, and no lights are lit up, only some subtle and long breathing sounds that seem to be blocked by a thick curtain and far away from this world sound around, these breathing sounds are mixed with a trace of tension, but there is nothing The human voice sounded flustered—about ten seconds later, a glimmer of light finally appeared in the cave.

The first mage guard lit up his staff, and then the rest of the guards also lifted the state of "dark silence". The staffs were lit up one by one, and the twilight in the cave was restored. Prince Nash's The figure resurfaced under the glimmering light, and he immediately looked in the direction of the guards, counting the number of people among the slightly pale faces.

"One person is missing." He suddenly said in a low tone.

The guards immediately began to confirm each other, and after a brief internal inventory, all eyes were focused on a certain vacancy in front of the crowd—there was an empty space, and it was obvious that there had been a person standing there, but the corresponding guard had disappeared.

The black-robed mages stared nervously at the empty space, and then, a tiny flash of light suddenly appeared in that empty space. The hazy outline of the figure, as if there is an invisible mage standing there, trying to light up the staff in his own "darkness", trying to re-reflect his figure in the real world Coming out——he tried again and again, but the flashes became weaker and weaker, and the silhouettes of the occasional illuminated figures became more and more blurred and thinner.

Some of the black-robed mages couldn't help muttering softly: "Come back...back to this world...come back quickly...don't give up, come back..."

That last flicker of light finally died, and never came on again.

Someone among the guards couldn't help cursing in a low voice, which was vaguely intelligible.

"He's gone," Prince Nash's eyes stayed on the place where the flash finally disappeared for a long time, and after a few seconds of silence, he said in a low voice, "May this respectable guard find peace on the other side of the darkness."

The guards lowered their heads and said in unison with solemnity and sadness: "May he find peace on the other side of the darkness..."

"Let's notify the family as soon as possible, and send the spare uniform and staff used by the guard... There must be something for burial," Prince Nash said softly, "His family will receive a generous pension, and everyone will be rewarded." will be taken care of."

The leader of the guard bowed and saluted: "Yes, my lord."

Nash Nart nodded, and turned his gaze back to the "mirror" in the center of the cave. This terrifying layer of pitch-black mirror has completely calmed down, as if all the visions that just happened were a dream of everyone——Nash The prince can even be sure that even if he steps directly on the mirror and walks on it at will, nothing will happen.

"The restlessness is over," the "Mage King" sighed softly, "but I'm afraid this barrier is no longer so strong."

"This change must be related to recent events," the leader of the guard couldn't help but said, "Gods have fallen or disappeared one after another, and Tarrond, which has been stagnant for millions of years, has suddenly broken free of its shackles. Changing state, all minds have lost the order and stability of the past, impetuous and turbulent thoughts set off ripples in the deep sea-this time the scale of the ripples is larger than ever before, and it will surely affect the entire deep sea... Naturally, it will also Inevitably disturbing the sleeper's dreams."

While speaking, the leader turned his head and looked at the huge black mirror with nervous and vigilant eyes.

"We should do something to maintain his sleeping state." Another mage guard couldn't help but said.

Prince Nash Nart quietly looked at the black-robed mage who spoke, and asked softly, "Why?"

"This..." The mage guard was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a daze, "We are guarding this dream..."

"We are just guarding this entrance to ensure that evolution happens naturally. As for whether this dream will continue, whether it will wake up early, and under what circumstances it will change... These are not things we can interfere with, but as far as it involves the entire The world, the changes of the entire era...then we should not interfere," Prince Nash said calmly, "All this is a natural historical process, and Violet is just a bystander of it."

Having said that, he shook his head lightly.

"Don't underestimate the power of this historical evolution, and don't be blinded by an overly high sense of mission. We are just a group of guards guarding the gate."

Nash Nart turned into a puff of smoke, and once again passed through layers of floors, through various protections of unknown depth, he returned to the room on the upper floor of the tower, bright lights appeared in the field of vision, Dispelling the entangled black shadows on the body of the Mage King—those shadows dissipated in the light like evaporation, making a subtle sizzling sound.

Nash came to a crimson high-backed chair and sat there thinking quietly. After such a peaceful time, a burst of light footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

On the wall not far behind him, an elliptical magic mirror with a gorgeous light gold frame and as tall as a person suddenly glowed on the surface, and an extremely beautiful woman in a white palace dress quietly appeared in the mirror , she looked at Prince Nash: "You are in a bad mood, did the guards suffer a loss?"

"An experienced guard got lost at the border," Nash said, shaking his head and sighing. "There's nothing left."

"Why did this happen?" The woman in the mirror looked surprised, "How could an experienced guard get lost at the border?"

"...The mirror temporarily lost control, and the border became blurred. The guard resisted all the temptations and deceptions, resisted the urge to light up the staff in the dark, but did not return to the light in time after the border was restored, As a result, it failed to return to our world smoothly."

The woman in the mirror fell silent, and sighed softly after two seconds: "What a pity."

"...May he find peace on the other side of darkness." Prince Nash said calmly.

"As we all know, there's nothing on the other side of the darkness—just an empty dream."

"That's the ultimate peace."

Chapter 1100 The Last Link

At the highest point of the City of Thousand Towers, the dark palace rooms seem to be forever shrouded in a hazy curtain. As long as you stand in this tower and look outside, even when the sky is clear, you will feel that the sky is floating. There is a layer of haze, and I feel that there is some kind of inexplicable "barrier" between the urban buildings surrounding the tower and the tower. Occasionally, people who are lucky enough to visit this tower will be impressed by this scene-but there is no One can explain what the source of this "curtain" feeling is.

There is no corresponding data record, no public technical interpretation by the royal mages, and the rulers in the high tower never explain the secrets of their residence to the lower mages. The oldest of the secrets, it is not very conspicuous, but it always attracts the interest of some prying eyes.

Prince Nash stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window painted with bronze lace, his eyes calmly looking at the distant sky. Under the hazy and dim sky, what was reflected in the eyes of the Mage King was slightly out of place with the current time and space At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it lightly, so the scene outside the tower trembled abnormally for an instant, and in the next second, a group of vague shadows appeared outside the "curtain" Appeared, and quickly dissipated in a silent wail, as if dissolving in the bright sunlight outside.

"There are always blind elemental creatures or mana spirits attracted," Nash Nart frowned and muttered, "This year there are especially many."

"This is a powerful hub of magic power, and it is also the focus of space-time distortion. It is like the bottom of a funnel. All superhuman powers within the range of the funnel will slide towards this 'loophole'. This is determined by the laws of nature," said the lady in the mirror. He said with a smile, "The curtain of the dark royal court will attract those sensitive elemental creatures and mana spirits. The frequency is about the same every year. According to my monitoring records, the situation this year has not changed."

"...That's probably because I'm too sensitive," Prince Nash thought for a while, and couldn't help but sigh, "After all, there's been a lot of things happening recently."

The beautiful lady in the mirror looked at Prince Nash's back and said softly after a moment of contemplation: "Seriously, don't you consider responding to that 'Alliance' invitation? Or at least take part in these interesting new changes in Loren Continent recently The mages living in the outer zone have gotten very close to the merchants in the Loren continent during this time, and they are very interested in the 'circum-continent route'."

"I have not prohibited commercial exchanges at the civil level, and I have also approved the sailing of the circumcontinental route in the southern strait." Prince Nash turned to look at the lady who appeared in the mirror, with a serious expression on his face, "To the Violet Kingdom In other words, this level of 'openness' is enough - we shouldn't establish too much contact with the countries on the continent of Loren. As for the mages who live in the cities of the outer zone... Essentially they are with the We're different, aren't we, Bernadette."

"Ah, ah, yes, they are more relaxed and free than us," the lady in the mirror spread her hands and sighed half-jokingly, "It's not like us that have to carry a bunch of missions that don't know the meaning, live a life of perpetual seclusion."

"Okay, don't complain about this, we haven't reached the level of 'isolation' - at least every year, there will still be some mage apprentices who pass the test from Loren Continent to the City of Thousand Towers, and we will send people from time to time Going to Loren to observe the changes in the world is better than 1000 years ago," Prince Nash smiled to appease Bernadette in the mirror, and quickly changed the subject, "Compared to this, your clothes today are very beautiful."

"This is the one I wore yesterday."

"...The one from yesterday was also very beautiful."

Bernadette in the mirror crossed her waist and sighed: "...don't you have a brain?"

Prince Nash opened his mouth and seemed to be stuck for a moment, then he spread his hands awkwardly and smiled, then turned to face the French window, looking into the distance and continued to fall into deep thought.

……

The meeting has lasted for several days. Leaders or plenipotentiaries from dozens of large and small countries in the Loren Continent have been squeezing their brains and mobilizing all the information resources and think tank resources in their hands. Every day, they have to Faced with a series of huge information that can affect the entire known world, and on the second day, they have to give feedback on this information and vote-this meeting has already exceeded the expectations of most countries, just like a rapid Like a tsunami, the entire era was swept up and down, and those representatives involved in it, even if they were caught off guard, were keenly aware of the huge impact that this series of changes would have on the entire world - including on their own motherland. great influence.

They are like a group of helmsmen caught in a huge wave, holding the steering wheel in a little panic in this silent stormy sea. No matter what the situation is, no matter how much ability they have, they are doing their best to control the direction of their own ship. Trying to find a safe and favorable position and direction in this world-changing wave, where you can go back and explain to your subjects and subjects.

But as time went by, this giant wave showed a certain pattern day by day, and the helmsmen finally grasped the rhythm of the wind and waves vaguely, so a trace of order finally appeared in the loose and messy "fleet", and more and more people Consensus was reached in intense discussions and exchanges, more and more common interests were recognized, and some old contradictions were temporarily shelved or compromised in front of greater interests-the storm has not subsided, but the helmsmen have recognized The order of the "fleet", so a series of results were brewed in this process——

Initially, it was the establishment of the alliance and the entry into force of the "Communist Charter", followed by the opening of the circumcontinental route, the agreement on the route, and the entry into force of the "Ocean Trade Act", followed by the establishment of the Alliance Food Committee and the food supply to Tarrond. The aid bill was passed, the establishment of the sea and air joint warning circle and the entry into force of related bills, and at the same time a series of bills on intra-continental trade were voted through, the conflict ruling method between countries, the framework of international law and the memorandum of necessity, the security of member states general rule...

The meeting lasted for a long time, but every minute and every second was extremely tense.

And in this process, a series of publicly available information from the 112 meeting was continuously disseminated through the intelligence channels of various countries—even the most backward small and remote countries, through the lease of the three countries of Cecil, Typhon, and the Silver Empire The news was sent back to the country as soon as possible by means of a long-distance communication network.

Time passed day by day like this. When the tenth day came, the public agenda of the 112 meeting was finally over. With the passing of the "General Measures for Identifying Sea and Land Boundaries (Temporary)", the flag flying above the oath stone ring gradually resumed A bleak normalcy.

Beneath the blue-and-gold-patterned banner, Gao Wen breathed a sigh of relief. The most important part of his mind was finally resolved, but he hadn't completely let go of the breath—the public part of the meeting was over, but there was still time to go. There are still some things that need to be handled carefully and cannot be rashly discussed publicly.After regaining his energy, he raised his head and glanced at the slightly tired representatives under the banners, breaking the silence with a deep voice.

"Everyone, just now we have voted and passed the last bill. At this point, the public agenda of this meeting has been successfully concluded. First of all, we would like to express our congratulations."

After the voice fell, applause immediately sounded from all over the venue. It took only a short time from sparse to enthusiastic. After the warm but short applause ended, Gao Wen continued: "Next, follow the meeting recorded in the manual. In the process, we will switch to a closed-door meeting—there is only one representative from each country on the scene, and the rest of the assistant team, affairs officer team, and media team are asked to leave in an orderly manner. All remaining representatives can rest for three to 10 minutes. Please stay away After 10 minutes, the Covenant Stone Ring will be temporarily blocked until the end of the meeting."

In the final stage, there was an additional closed-door meeting-this matter had been written in the meeting manual distributed to the representatives of all parties, so the representatives at the scene were not surprised by what Gao Wen said, and no one suspected it. Some of them who are well-informed and have a keen sense of smell have even roughly guessed what this closed-door meeting is going to discuss. They have a thoughtful look on their faces for a moment, but no one said anything in the end.

Afterwards, the representatives of all parties and their assistant teams began to leave the venue in an orderly manner or went to the rest area to take a break according to the procedures. Gao Wen also temporarily left his seat, but he did not go far, but came directly to the Under the banner of the Silver Empire - Belsetia is standing here, discussing something with Rosetta Augustus.

Noticing Gawain approaching, Belsetia turned around with a faint smile on her face, and then Rosetta also raised her head to look this way, and raised her right hand as a signal - he held a glass of wine in his hand. The low-alcohol liqueur, the slightly red wine and the delicate crystal glass are shining brightly in the sun.

"Uncle Gao Wen," Belsetia greeted with a smile. The majestic aura that belonged to the "Silver Queen" in her previous meeting has gradually dissipated. "Your performance today is still very outstanding."

"I don't need this kind of flattery," Gawain smiled, "and then again—isn't it only in private that you call me 'Uncle Gawain'?"

Belsetia said casually in a very relaxed tone: "The current occasion is considered 'private' to me-this meeting is exhausting enough, and it is more healthy to relax when you take a break."

Gawain looked at Rosetta Augustus at the side again, his eyes fell on the other's wine glass, and he said casually, "Is this drinking during the meeting?"

Rosetta shook the crystal glass in her hand, showing a relaxed smile: "Long meetings make my mouth dry, and compared to drinking water, a moderate amount of alcohol can make me more sober."

Gao Wen thought for a while, and couldn't help but say something more: "...This wine is actually made from the fruit of the Sorin tree."

Rosetta's expression changed for a moment, and then when he looked at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were a little dumbfounded. After a while, he muttered: "Are you trying to say that even this glass of wine is older than me?"

"Just kidding, I don't think Bertila would treat the fruit hanging on the tree as a descendant's bloodline," Gao Wen said with a smile—although he really felt that if a wise P Club player stood here I’m afraid it’s not possible to make a claim to Typhon with a Sorin tree fruit—then he directly turned to the topic, “We’re about to enter the last link, is Typhon ready?”

"As we agreed before, on the issue of the theocracy, Typhon will stand firmly on Cecil's side," Rosetta Augustus immediately became serious, "You can rest assured —There is no resistance to this.”

Has the God of War forces remaining in Typhon and who have not bowed to Aldernan been completely wiped out like this... And it sounds like the Augustus family has also regained control of the country, and has gathered the forces left after the collapse of the Church of God of War. There is a large blank space below...