Sword of Dawn

"As you can see, everything is developing in an orderly manner, and the camp is much larger than when you left," Noretta said. "We have more help now-Agondor successfully restarted two A factory, our logistics supply is becoming stable, at least... the source and storage of basic materials are no longer so dangerous."

"That's good," Melita breathed a sigh of relief, "And is there any other good news?"

"As our 'ambassador', in theory, you should first talk about the situation outside," Noretta said with a smile, "but it doesn't matter, you should report after meeting Speaker Andal. As for now, You go home with me first—I have prepared a surprise for you."

Chapter 1120 Gradually recovering

a surprise?

Melita looked at the bright smile on her friend's face. Even though she was full of what she had seen and heard in the Loren Continent, she couldn't help being curious and looking forward to the "surprise" in Noretta's mouth. , and with this expectation, she and Noretta returned to their residence in the coastal camp.

The temporary houses built with recycled materials and boulders on the shore are still crude, not as good as the once magnificent palace of Tarrond on the upper floor, and even not as good as the houses in the human kingdom of the Loren continent today, but these compatriots built them brick by brick. The shelter built with all her efforts still gave Melita a sense of peace of mind.Passing through the camp that has now expanded in size, she returned to the door of her "home" where she had been away for half a month. The moment she stretched out her hand and opened the door, the feeling of "going home" came to the bottom of her heart. She couldn't help showing a reassuring smile, and her mood eased.

Then she saw the dragon egg standing on the largest open space in the house, and the magic runes around the dragon egg—they obviously had the functions of constant temperature and energy storage, and the warm breath and mysterious The surgical circulation is slowly releasing, nourishing the egg with a light yellow shell and lavender spots.

In the corner of the room, you can also see an egg-shaped culture sac that has been opened. Obviously, the dragon eggs were placed in this container before, but now it has lost its function. After the hatch is opened, it is used as a container for storing sundries. It was filled with Noretta's personal belongings.

Melita: "..."

"I adopted a dragon egg!" Noretta's voice came from behind suddenly at this time, which woke Melita who was a little dazed, "It's a beautiful blue dragon, just like you— —Actually, I wanted to adopt Bailong at first, but after thinking about it carefully, I would rather watch a small Melita grow up little by little..."

A dragon egg, a dragon egg... Melita's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, she thought of the scene when she suddenly received the news from Cecil in Dragon's Advent Castle not long ago, and her mind began to keep going. Two words echoed: "About the dragon egg sent by Tarrond..." "Speaking..."

For the first time in her life, she discovered that she was allergic to "dragon eggs"—not to the dragon eggs themselves, but to the word.

"Melita?" Noretta noticed that her friend suddenly fell silent, and couldn't help showing a worried look, "What's wrong with you? Are you tired from the long flight? Sorry, I just wanted to give you a surprise, forget You need to rest..."

"Ah, no, it's not that I'm tired, I'm just..." Melita opened her mouth, not knowing where to start, she could only point to the dragon egg in the room and trembled twice, "So this is what you gave me. The surprise I prepared?"

"Yeah," Noretta nodded, feeling a little overwhelmed. Obviously, her friend's reaction was quite different from what she expected. "Didn't we discuss adopting a dragon egg before? But the application was still pending." Without submitting it, you suddenly received a mission to go to Loren - during this period, the situation in the camp improved, the food supply and everyone's survivability improved, and Agondor opened up more adoption quotas for dragon eggs , I went to apply for one, and I didn't expect it to be approved soon..."

Speaking of this, Miss Bailong looked at Melita's expression with some concern: "Don't you want to adopt again? But the adoption of dragon eggs is a very serious matter, once you apply, you can't..."

"Ah, no, of course not," Melita finally broke free from the two sentences that were playing in the loop in her mind at this moment. She knew that her reaction had caused Noretta's misunderstanding, so she quickly waved her hands vigorously, "I'm very happy." Glad, we did say before that we would adopt dragon eggs, and hatching one more baby dragon is also contributing to the revival of Tarrond, which is a good thing—I'm just a little... surprised, and a little nervous allergy."

"Nervous?" Noretta looked suspiciously at Melita several times, "What's so neurotic?"

Because the egg I just sent to Cecil a while ago has already started talking!Because the dragon god has now become a talking egg that drinks tea and reads newspapers all day long! !

Melita's face changed twice, and finally all the words were choked back into her throat - these things can't be spread out at will before they are reported to the higher authorities, even if Noretta is her good friend.

"It's nothing, maybe I have experienced a lot of things in Loren Continent, I haven't gotten used to it all at once," Miss Blue Dragon pulled the corners of her mouth, smiled a little awkwardly, and then focused on the place in the center of the room. On the egg, after calming down, she finally had some real sense of what was happening in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help softening her eyes when she looked at the dragon egg, "Dragon egg... not long ago, I I never thought that one day I would choose to hatch a dragon egg... I always feel that this kind of thing is very far away from me, at least it has nothing to do with me within twenty thousand years."

Noretta looked at Melita's expression, she seemed to feel that the other party had something to hide, but years of understanding between friends prevented her from pursuing this question, but nodded slightly: "Of course I understand, after all Like you, I am also a high-level employee customized by a biochemical company. I have no parents, no brothers and sisters, and no innate social relationship. The family tendency has been weakened by genetic adjustment. Normally, the upper-level employees like us customized by the company The Dragon Clan will probably never hatch their 'children' in their lifetime...but everything has changed now."

Melita smiled, and suddenly looked at the dragon egg curiously: "By the way, have you thought of a name yet?"

"Not yet, I plan to wait until the little one hatches." Noretta shook her head. "There are two other families in the camp that have also claimed their own dragon eggs. Everyone is planning to name the baby dragon after it hatches."

"Family...is really a distant concept for custom employees," Melita couldn't help sighing softly, and then suddenly became a little curious, "but then again, isn't it true that the hatchlings we hatch are quite So there are two 'mothers'?"

"Is there any problem with this?" Noretta blinked, "The baby dragon next door will have three fathers in the future! After all, everyone is a claimed dragon egg - there are not many normal compositions in this wasteland. The conditions of the family..."

Melita thought about it, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with it...

Then she thought of another question: "By the way, how long will it take for our dragon eggs to hatch?"

"The dragon egg has reached its third stage in the hatchery, and its protective sac has been keeping the egg alive since then, so it looks like it won't be long before it can successfully hatch—maybe less than a month," Noretta immediately said, "Now I have set up a constant temperature environment for it, and use my own magic power to supplement the consumption of these runes every day-if you also come to help later, we can take turns staying next to the egg , that hatching efficiency may be even higher."

Melita imagined that she would try to hatch eggs soon, and her expression became weird. She couldn't tell whether it was a kind of expectation or nervousness, but when she saw the smile on Noretta's face, she heard The voices of compatriots building the camp came from outside the door, those turbulent thoughts gradually calmed down, and the weird expressions finally converged into a smile.

"Of course, I will come to help as soon as possible-but before that, I still have to go to Agondor first. The Speaker of Andal and the leader of Heragor are still waiting for my report."

……

The mountain city of Agondor - this is the former name of this glorious land, but with the devastating war, the majestic palaces that stood on the top of the mountains have all been wiped out, and the citizens are proud of it The churches and temples of the ancient times have also been turned into reverberations that only exist in memory and belong to the age of mythology.

Now Agondor, which has been reborn after the disaster, is located on the edge of the ruins of the old city, next to the foot of the main peak of Agondor. It used to be part of the "Lower Tarrond". The dense buildings that cover the sky and the three-dimensional traffic bridges like spider webs, even in the extreme day, this area will be shrouded in artificial dusk for most of the day-then, everything changed, the war destroyed everything, It also destroyed the layered structure of Tarrond. Those huge buildings and traffic grids that covered the sky and the sun melted into a part of the earth, and the remaining or newly built simple buildings in the ruins... Today is bathed in a huge sun. Bring the sunshine.

Heragor stood on a high platform in the center of this temporary "capital", and the light golden vertical pupils reflected the distant scene of the city: a group of giant dragons were cleaning up the large ruins in the southwest corner of the city. , they can only rely on natural strength and magic to complete this arduous task. Fortunately, after such a long period of adaptation, even the dragons who have been spoiled by the "cradle" and almost completely lost their survival skills have gradually begun to master the labor With the cooperation of each other, the remains of the ruins, which are mainly composed of molten metal and high-strength polymers, are being removed in an orderly manner.

The things cleaned up from the ruins will not be destroyed, but will be sent to the nearest "demolition site" first. Andal instructed the young dragons to use ancient wisdom to build a large element refining pit there, Baloger left drawings and other materials before leaving to help mechanics understand how to disassemble usable basic materials from scrapped facilities.

The "garbage" dug out of the ruins will have a new identity in the demolition yard: they are extremely valuable resources in the reconstruction process of the city.

Heragore looked at the building complex in the city, everything here was expanded on the basis of the "refuge camp" not long ago, although the scale has now expanded several times, but in essence it is still It is no different from a much enlarged refugee camp: rough but practical temporary houses, public facilities built on the basis of the solid framework of the old factory, and simple machine stations scattered around the city with the standard of "barely enough" And the medical station, even if these things are arranged neatly, there is not much beauty to speak of.

Since the last "beacon" was ignited, Agondor has become the largest gathering place on this plain. More and more compatriots in distress gathered in this refuge. Some of them were discovered by the patrolling team. Some came to seek asylum on their own initiative. These compatriots eased the urgent need for labor, but also put forward a severe test for Agondor's carrying capacity, so everything here is practical—no matter how it looks, at least first Make sure that your compatriots have a tile to cover them.

However, in Heragor's view, this hastily built city of refuge may not be beautiful enough, but it carries another kind of "beauty" that touches the soul. Those rough and even ugly buildings are filled with a certain kind of vitality It is the "soul" that the dragons have lost for 1807 million years. Compared with it, everything in Tarrond's splendor and magnificence in the past is more like a tomb with carved beams and painted buildings in Heragor's eyes—— The buried bones have long since rotted away.

The sound of footsteps came from beside him, waking Heragor from his thoughts. The former supreme dragon priest looked around and saw Andal's figure appearing on the high platform.

"The mission led by Melita has returned from Loren," Andal said to Heragor, "They are currently resting in 'Coastal County'."

"Binhai County" is the name given by the dragons to the forward camp on the Broken Coast. Now, as the scale of that camp gradually expands, the boundaries of the safe zone along the Broken Coast have gradually stabilized. This is a slightly poetic and beautiful yearning Gradually, the name has a little taste of being worthy of the name.

Heragore nodded: "The last news they sent was that the Theocracy Council was formally established and the first batch of supplies from the Food Committee will be gathered in Cecil North Port in the near future - both news are enough to inspire everyone's fighting spirit, Especially number two."

"We didn't expect that the Loren kingdoms would organize such an aid force on such a large scale and so quickly," Andal said with emotion, "According to our expectations, even if Melita persuaded In some of the wealthiest human nations, the preparation of aid materials will have to wait until at least the end of summer in the northern hemisphere...or even until the end of autumn, and before that we will have to face food shortages that may last for several months."

"Gawain Cecil... This time, Tarrond owes a huge favor." Heragor said in a deep voice.

"Before our god left, it seemed that the biggest change in civilization this season would be focused on that human being," Andal thought thoughtfully, "He even handed over his inheritance to him for this reason— —Although we have broken free from the shackles of belief, we still have to admit that the judgment of gods is far longer than that of mortals.”

"Inheritance..." Heragor's expression suddenly became a little weird when he heard Andal's words, "Actually, I'm still a little unsure until now. After the god left, he left a message saying that he would hand over 'all of this' to Gao. Vin Cecil, does this 'everything' include the egg - after all, there are two interpretations of this sentence, 'everything' can also refer to 'everything' in terms of knowledge and intelligence..."

"Why did you suddenly think of this again?" Andal couldn't help asking, "We have already sent that egg over."

"...that's true," Heragor thought for a while, then smiled, "Maybe I'm just a little sensitive on this matter—in any case, this land is not only our cage, it also bound Him After millions of years, if he still knows about the 'inheritance' left by him, he will be happy if he can leave here and go to the distant land of Loren."

"I think so."

Chapter 1121 Miss Ambassador

Rebuilding this land took Heragor and Andal a lot of energy, but even so, they still pay attention to the news from Loren Continent - the cage has been broken, and the shackles that once bound the dragon no longer exist. And what happened in this world is no longer irrelevant to the dragons. The dragons must adapt to the era after returning to the mortal world as soon as possible, and mastering information from the outside world is the most important part of it.

However, it is a pity that the war with the gods destroyed everything in Tarrond, including the once advanced global communication system. The dragons who have adapted to the convenience of technology have to deeply understand what is called "thousands of rivers and mountains"-now the transmission of messages from Loren Continent can only rely on messengers, and even at the speed of dragons, the fastest one-way transmission of information It also takes more than a day, and the round-trip communication has even more serious delays.

It is under such circumstances that Melita and the mission led by her are of special significance to the two ancient dragons currently stationed in Tarrond. The first official contact line established is also the basis for establishing regular contact with Loren Continent in the future.

Therefore, when Melita came to Agondor from Binhai County, she was immediately received grandly by the two leaders—and the leaders were most concerned about the details of the 112 meeting.

After all, the information delivered by messengers is limited, and it has been a while since the end of the 112 meeting. Both Heragor and Andal are paying special attention to whether there are any new changes in the Loren continent.

In the central area of ​​New Argondor, in the "civic center" that was temporarily remodeled based on the framework of the old factory, Melita sat nervously in front of two ancient dragons that had turned into human forms. The alloy wall not far away The flag of Tarrond was hung on it, and Miss Blue Dragon couldn't help but think of the majestic oath stone ring with dozens of flags flying.She actually had a lot of things to report, but after Speaker Andal asked, she still talked about the alliance first.

"...To sum up, the mortal nations have now established a community alliance with the three empires of Cecil, Typhon, and Silver as the core. The cooperation within the alliance ranges from economics to military affairs, and its cooperation depth and breadth are far beyond the past. Any kind of "covenant" organization between countries, the foundation of this alliance is "life and death". I think that at least until the end of the common crisis and major conflicts of interest among the three empires, the structure of this alliance will be extremely stable...

"The process of Tarrond's joining the alliance was very smooth... It can even be said to be smooth beyond imagination. The nations welcome the powerful group of 'dragons' as their allies, even if they later know that Tarrond is facing The predicament, this welcome attitude has not changed. However, the hidden danger of the "dragon disaster" that may occur has indeed made many small northern countries very nervous, which is also within our expectations...

"I have made contact with the rulers of the three empires, and I have also visited representatives of many countries. They are full of curiosity about everything in Tarrond. They are willing to cooperate with us while ensuring that the interests of both parties are not damaged. Let’s discuss together how to establish a long-term trade line between Loren Continent and Tallond Continent—at the same time, they also proposed varying degrees of technical exchange... Willingness.”

Melita chose her words carefully, in order to convey her experience and knowledge in the Loren Continent to the two leaders in front of her in an accurate and unbiased manner. After hearing her report, Heragor just nodded Nodded: "For them, the powerful dragon civilization is a treasure even after it is destroyed, and advanced technology is the most dazzling and most valuable part of it, but for us today, it is no longer possible to use these It is an unavoidable choice to use the technology that is in use to exchange for the supplies that are in short supply."

"Perhaps we should call it 'knowledge'," said Andal on the side, "Tallond used to use technology far beyond the outside world, and it lost the value of communication after it advanced to a certain level, but the technology deep inside , general knowledge can be relatively easily absorbed by lower-level civilizations. The key is how to grasp the 'degree' - for many relatively backward countries and regions, some basic dragon language magic and dragon Dragon language runes are enough to bring them considerable development, but for the three empires of Silver, Typhon and Cecil, which have developed to a certain extent, they are no longer satisfied with the basic dragon language magic and runes, and start Studying the deeper secrets of this world..."

"Higher-level technical exchanges will be unavoidable, and this is an inevitable part of Tarrond's return to the mortal world," Heragor nodded, "We should start to set up a special department to sort out, screen, and screen Remove the black boxes and pollution from the vast amount of knowledge we have, and establish a communication mechanism with scholars in the Loren Continent. I think this department can be called the 'Holy Library of Knowledge'..."

Hearing this dragon-style name, Andal agreed from the side: "I have no objection to this, just pay attention, this matter must be extra cautious."

Melita waited for the two great dragons to complete the communication, and then she collected her thoughts and said: "About the communication between Tarrond and Loren Continent—including economic and cultural aspects, in fact, Gawain Cecil A suggestion was given. Ah, a suggestion, it seems to me that it is almost a complete set of plans..."

"Gauvin Cecil's suggestion?" Andalton showed an interested expression, his eyebrows raised slightly on his old face, "What did he say?"

"He proposed a...'Tallond Economic Revitalization Plan' with tourism at its core," Melita said while taking a document she had sorted out from the side—this is her Written during the Principality's stay, it includes Gawain's suggestions and her own adjustments based on the actual situation in Tarrond, "I personally think this is an extremely... bold and creative plan, and It seems that it will really produce amazing benefits, at least it can let us get out of the current embarrassment as soon as possible, without having to rely on the assistance of other mortal countries for a long time."

Andal and Heragor glanced at each other, took the document from Melita, and fell into deep thought while browsing through it quickly.

"'Tourism'... this is really a word worth remembering." Andal raised his head from the document first, with emotion on his face, "A long time ago, in Tarrond, there was not so... We've had industries like this in our society during times of 'stagnation'."

"But we didn't have such...so..." Heragor on the side broke the silence, but the former dragon priest pointed to the plan "this" on the document for a long time and couldn't think of a suitable word. Neng expressed his opinion euphemistically with a strange expression on his face, "This plan is indeed quite creative——"

Andal nodded: "One thing to say, indeed."

Then the two ancient dragons fell silent in unison, and after a few seconds of silence in a slightly awkward atmosphere, Heragor couldn't help but said, "Isn't that Gawain really a giant dragon disguised as a human?"

"Impossible, the Dragon Clan doesn't want to make money as much as he does..." Andal subconsciously said halfway, and then quickly changed his words, "I mean not so creative..."

Melita looked at Andal carefully, and then at Heragor: "Then this plan?"

"We will make arrangements as soon as possible," Heragor said immediately, "In fact, we have just recently completed the cleaning and survey around the old hatchery factory, which may be suitable as a relatively safe 'scenic spot', while the northern part of the old factory area The wilderness can be left to the adventurers from the land of Loren to clean up... Well, then we need to set up a special reception facility in Agondor, an 'adventurer's hall'? It sounds like good……"

Melita watched in astonishment as the "Dragon Priest" who was always indifferent in her impression suddenly became so enthusiastic, and suddenly realized that this formidable ancient dragon seemed to have something to do with Gawain's plan. Surprisingly... Favored.

Realizing that she was distracted, Melita quickly restrained her thoughts, coughed twice and brought the topic back to her report: "Also, I have another very important thing to report, the two leaders."

"A very important thing?" Speaker Andal noticed Melita's serious expression, and immediately became serious, "What happened?"

Melita subconsciously looked at the two leaders twice more, and suddenly she was a little worried about whether the old Speaker of Andal would be able to handle the next message. A special dragon egg was sent to the Cecil Empire before, it was the legacy of the gods..."

"Yes, we remember," Heragor nodded, "In fact, Andal and I talked about it yesterday."

"You were talking about that egg before?" Melita's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the two great dragons had some kind of predictive power, "Then you think our god..."

"Our god should be happy," Speaker Andal said in a deep tone with a hint of exclamation, "After all, he has been trapped by this land for so many years, if that egg carries his will, then he must also You will be happy to be able to set foot on a strange land..."

Melita breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "Of course, when I saw her two days ago, she seemed to be in a good mood—but I couldn't understand her expression..."

As soon as her words fell, the room fell silent instantly, and Andal still maintained that exclamation, and it took two seconds to react before squeezing out a syllable from his throat: "...ah?"

Melita: "...huh?"

"What did you just say!?" Heragor broke the silence suddenly, "You just said you saw...Him?!"

"Should use 'she'," Melita seemed to have not reacted, "is she no longer a god?"

"Melita, this matter is very serious!" Speaker Andal said sternly, "You just said...you saw 'God' again?!"

Melita was taken aback, only then did she realize that she seemed to have misunderstood something, hurriedly sorted out her already somewhat fragmented thoughts and vocabulary, and clearly stated what she knew in the shortest possible time: "Yes , the egg we sent to Cecil before was actually..."

The faces of Heragore and Andal became extremely ugly during the middle of Melita's narration, and they gradually eased up until the end. After finally confirming Enya's real situation at the moment from Melita several times, they Only then did the expression slow down completely, but another complex expression could not help but surfaced on the faces of the two ancient dragons. Heragor took the lead in breaking the silence: "You mean, our god... Enya, she is now Turned into a dragon egg that has no divinity and should be classified as a mortal in theory, is living in the palace of Emperor Cecil, and was chatting with you very friendly last time?"

"Yes," after the misunderstanding just now, Melita no longer dares to speak casually, but tries to tell all the situations she knows at the first time, "and as far as I know, she is mainly doing things every day. My only thing to do is to read the newspaper and ... study the drink."

Andal frowned: "I can understand reading the newspaper, what is a research drink?"

"...Actually, I don't even understand 'reading newspapers'," Heragor frowned more tightly, "I never knew that He...she still has such a hobby."

"I don't understand at all," Melita reported honestly. "It's just what I know."

Heragor frowned and thought for a long time before looking at Melita: "Did she say anything to you besides what you just reported? Or did Gawain Cecil tell you anything?"

"They hope that this matter will not be spread in the dragon society for the time being, and it will only be known by the upper class," Melita nodded. Humanity' decoupling, which will be a major, long-term project of the Theocratic Council, and he hopes that Tarrond will also be involved in this matter after he frees up his spare time. Ms. Enya did not say much, she seems ... just enjoying the current 'retirement life', enjoying the quiet time in Cecil, and don't really want us to disturb her."

"I understand the situation," Heragor rubbed his forehead as he spoke. Obviously, his "understanding" process was quite difficult. "If that is really her, all this is reasonable."

"Study on the decoupling of divinity and humanity," Andal's frowning brows slowly relaxed, "Yes, there is a huge secret hidden in it, I was too shocked just now, I didn't expect this aspect... "

"In any case, this matter really cannot be spread in the dragon society, especially at the current stage when the interim government is not in control," Heragor said firmly, "the gods of the dragon clan have fallen, this is an undisputed fact." Fact, there can be no discount and 'discussion' room."

"We should discuss the issue after discussion," Andal tapped the table lightly, "Now it seems that not only is it necessary for us to install a resident ambassador in the Cecil Empire, but this matter is more urgent than imagined ——We have to have a permanent representative and liaison over there, and it’s best to decide on the candidate now.”

The two giant dragon leaders looked at each other, and a second later, the two eyes fell on Melita at the same time.

Melita: "?"

Chapter 1122 Good news in good days

The eyes of the two ancient dragons fell on her at the same time, and there was such obvious expectation in the eyes, which made Melita, who was used to eating and waiting to die to get paid, suddenly shrank her neck subconsciously, but today she After all, it was not the past. After the initial tension passed, she pointed to herself: "Could it be that this person is..."

"You are the most suitable," Speaker Andal said in a deep voice, "Among the younger generation, you have the most contact with the Loren Continent, and you have a personal relationship with Gawain Cecil. In terms of personal ability, you are also good at Expose change, deal with the unexpected—Talrond has been closed for so many years, and a devastating war, that we don't have many diplomats like you today."

Melita opened her mouth. In fact, she guessed that things would develop like this when the two leaders talked about it just now, but at this moment, she couldn't help but whispered: "But I... have some personal matters... ..."

Heragor looked over curiously, with a gentle tone: "Personal matters?"

"I'm going home to hatch eggs..." Melita said with some embarrassment, "Noretta and I just claimed a dragon egg."

Speaker Andal immediately thought about it and nodded lightly: "I seem to have heard Duke Moore mention this matter. Noretta submitted the application last week."

Melita felt a little ashamed—Talrond needed her right now, and she felt that her personal problems should not affect the overall situation, but she still couldn't help mentioning the matter of going home to hatch eggs, after all, Noretta She would really feel bad if she took care of the dragon egg by herself.But at this moment, she has already made a decision in her heart, and the final judgment on this matter is left to the two leaders. After all... the work of the resident ambassador is more important, and the matter of taking care of the dragon egg is not so urgent.

"Well, I have a suggestion," Heragor said suddenly, "You can go to Cecil with the dragon egg—if the situation requires, you can also seek help from Gawain Cecil."

"Take the dragon eggs to Cecil?" Melita's eyes widened in surprise, "You mean... let the wyrmlings hatch outside Tarrond?"

"I don't think there's a problem with that," Andal nodded slowly, "In the past, we banned dragon eggs from taking dragon eggs out of Talrond, let alone recognizing hatchlings hatched outside Talrond, but that It is because of the existence of the 'cradle', now times have changed, this outdated law should also be abandoned like many other laws of the old age - we will open the door to the outside world, and more and more dragons will go to Working or living in the Loren Continent, it is normal to allow dragon eggs to be carried."

"Ah, I have no problem with that," Melita said immediately, "But Noretta...she just took care of the dragon egg not long ago, if I take the egg away, will she..."

"She can serve as your liaison officer, responsible for the connection between Tarrond and Cecil, as a messenger before the communication is reestablished, and if one day we re-establish the cross-sea channel, she can also serve as your diplomatic assistant—— Of course, this is a preliminary plan," said Speaker Andal, "As a resident ambassador, you cannot go to Cecil alone, and Noretta was your logistics assistant during the Mithril Treasury, the two of you There is a tacit understanding of cooperation. Do you think this arrangement is suitable?"