Sword of Dawn

Amber turned her head and looked to the side, and at a glance, she saw that the young dragon had climbed to the front edge of Melita's shoulder blades. The little guy's head was almost touching the translucent energy shield, and his four paws were firmly grasping Melita's body. The protrusion near the tower's shoulder blades stretched its neck vigorously, shouting happily to the sky, and a long tail flicked around in excitement-like a dog about to run free.

Melita turned her head and glanced back, loudly responded to Gawain's question: "Don't worry! She's just a little excited! Dragons who fly at high altitude and high speed for the first time are like this—she's holding it steady, and the young dragon knows it very well. What are you doing~~!"

Before Miss Blue Dragon finished speaking, Gawain saw that the little guy had put his head directly outside the protective barrier, and the violent high air flow violently blew the cub who had just broken its shell for more than a month. Even with the physique of a dragon, She was also blown and suddenly raised her head.Then Gao Wen saw her opening her mouth with difficulty, as if she wanted to challenge the lofty blue sky, and a series of voices came out of the immature dragon's mouth——

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa..."

Gao Wen: "..."

amber:"……"

Gao Wen suddenly thought of his childhood when he was foolish in front of the electric fan in his previous life, and he was full of emotion.

This young dragon is not much different from a bear child!

Chapter 1246 Caught Bug

In any case, the interesting behavior of the young dragon brought some unexpected fun to this journey across the ocean, but the little guy’s fearless attitude really made Gao Wen feel uneasy—from Melita From the beginning of the lift-off, the little guy didn’t have a moment’s leisure. He either ran around on his mother’s back or ran to a high place and stuck his head out of the barrier, facing the strong wind with his mouth open and screaming indiscriminately. She even once He wanted to climb to the end along the tip of Melita's tail, but Gao Wen quickly stopped him...

Now Gao Wen and Amber seriously suspect that the "dragons will travel obediently on their mother's back" described by Melita before taking off is not theoretical knowledge from a manual compiled by some crappy scholar—this is the same as The reality is far too far away!

"How could it be theoretical knowledge!" Hearing Gao Wen's question, Melita immediately retorted in a serious tone, "I specifically consulted...Ms. ?”

Gao Wen didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when he heard this, he felt that there was something wrong. After thinking about it for a while, he recalled that the retired dragon god seemed to be a theoretical school. According to the former God of Nature and the unwilling Reliable information brought by the neural network administrator whose identity was exposed, when Enya was helping to incubate the eggs, she asked everywhere about the knowledge of hatching dragon cubs every day, and even almost asked Pittman for help...

On the spot, when he looked at the young dragon who was having fun next to him, his eyes became subtle, and he thought that this little guy could grow up to this day thanks to the powerful innate conditions of the dragon. This time, Melita and Noretta brought two little dragons It seems really necessary for the guy to go back to Tarrond, at least these two novice mothers will have the opportunity to consult with the normal ancient dragons here about the correct experience of raising babies...

"Hey, why didn't you talk?" Melita's voice suddenly came from the front, interrupting Gao Wen's random thoughts, "Are you worried about Noretta? Then you don't have to worry, although you don't want to admit it , but her flying skills are much better than mine..."

"Ahem, cough, I'm not worried about this," Gao Wen coughed awkwardly, and cautiously mentioned from the side, "I just think you shouldn't listen to Enya when taking care of the baby dragons in the future, her experience... ...Her perspective back then was different from ordinary people's after all."

"You're right," Melita said casually, and then changed the topic, "By the way, are you going to go directly to the west coast after arriving in Tarrond? Or take a rest in New Argondor first. My God? As long as you like, we can arrange it at any time - but the living conditions are definitely not as good as when you came last time..."

"Stay at Agondor first, I want to meet that great adventurer in person," Gawain said casually, "Also give Byron some time, he and his 'Bitter Winter' can't fly as fast as you."

"Okay," Melita responded casually, and then murmured with a hint of emotion, "Oh... without the means of real-time communication with Tarrond, many things have become troublesome. Now relying on The most primitive way to transmit letters across the sea, even if the fastest flying white dragon is used as a messenger, the news of Agondor will take a whole day to reach Beigang... On the contrary, Loren, who used to seem backward, now has more and more strength. The more convenient the real-time communication, the news from Beigang can be sent to Cecil in an instant, and even to the Temple of Stars at the southernmost tip of the mainland..."

"We are trying to solve this problem," Gao Wen nodded and said, "Cecil's communication experts, and your Tarrond technicians, we are jointly considering a method that can replace the completely destroyed Omega network." Cross-sea communication scheme. There are currently two ideas, one is to set up a transit hub on the sea, relying on those permanent islands and floating automatic forwarding towers to achieve it-but this requires high construction costs and subsequent maintenance costs, and some Long-term personnel are also stationed in offshore installations, which is not a small investment;

"The second plan is to set up super-powerful hub towers in Binhai County and North Port, and use the atmospheric structure to transmit signals. According to the information provided by your Tarrond technicians, the steady-state boundary layer of the atmosphere can reflect modulation Omega's global communication network used a similar technology, but this solution also has problems-after Omega left, with the current technical level of Loren and Tarrond, we may not be able to guarantee this. program reliability."

Speaking of this cutting-edge technical issue, Gawain seemed very interested, while Amber was drowsy listening to it. When Gawain finally finished speaking, the half-elf immediately yawned and muttered: "Speaking for a long time is two The implementation of the plan is not very reliable..."

"Strictly speaking, it should be said that both solutions are possible, but we need to make some trade-offs in terms of cost and reliability," Gao Wen said with a serious expression, "considering Tarrond as a member of the alliance No matter what, we have to establish this cross-sea communication system.”

"Establish a cross-sea communication with Tarrond..." Amber muttered, with emotion in her tone, "I really didn't expect that we would already do this kind of thing, everything is developing so fast."

Gao Wen didn't speak, he just suddenly recalled the news he got from Enya before departure.

Regarding the "abnormality" noticed by Mirmina, the goddess of magic, and the possibility that the memory of the gods will also be disturbed by some kind of external force, the three former gods have new doubts and worries about the "sentinel", and these worries are now It was pressing on Gao Wen's heart.

Amber is right, everything is developing very quickly - but compared with the challenges that mortals will face one after another, even this speed of development may not necessarily be fast enough.

……

In Cecil City, somewhere in a research facility located deep in the Dark Mountain Rebellion Fortress, a large laboratory was brightly lit.

Veronica, holding a platinum scepter, stood in front of the platform in the center of the laboratory, looking at the crystal vessel on the platform with a calm expression. The crystal vessel contained half a box of off-white sand, which was sprinkled in the sky. Illuminated by the bright lights, they diffused a layer of off-white texture around them, and this texture spread all the way to the platform, making the blue-based experimental platform appear to have the same color tone as if faded.

The voice of a technician came from nearby: "The third weight test is over. The weight change of the sample after being affected by the weight loss rune conforms to the expected curve. After the stand is closed, the magic power dissipation speed around the sample conforms to the expected curve. The environment is stable in nature, does not exhibit demon suppression, does not exhibit force field repulsion, and does not exhibit divine characteristics."

"The next stage of the test is ready, platform 2 has been vacated, and a pure sample is needed here for the magic dip test..."

"A contact came from No. 16 Divine Analysis Laboratory. Their test has ended, and the result report will be sent in 10 minutes..."

Listening to the orderly reports and exchanges of technicians, Veronica's calm and gentle expression has never changed. She stared at the sample in front of her for a long time, and then seemed to be talking to herself He muttered softly: "Besides these visual effects, is it really just ordinary sand... some kind of constant illusion?"

"Master Veronica," a researcher in a short white robe walked over from the side, lowered his head respectfully and said, "What is the arrangement after this round of testing?"

"We can take a short break after we finish here." Veronica looked back at the technician with a faint smile on her face—in other places, she has many different names, and people call her Her Royal Highness, she is called the Holy Maiden, and she is called the side of the Holy Light, but in these research facilities affiliated to the Theocracy Council, in the technical department that analyzes the mysteries of the gods, she is called the "Chief of Think Tank".

She likes this "internal title" that is different from other places, and it occasionally reminds her of things related to the "Rebel Project". Not against this feedback mechanism that triggers memories - it makes her feel "alive".

"The next step is to wait for the news," she nodded slightly, and continued, "Wait for the news from the 'Senior Advisory Department' and see if there is anything discovered there."

"Senior Advisor..." The assistant researcher's face suddenly showed a solemn expression, obviously, the existence referred to by the word "senior advisor" deserves his seriousness.

At the same time, in the "deepest part" of the rebellious fortress, in the rebellious courtyard located in the Shadow Realm, the holy giant deer, whose body has been healed and whose body has been reduced a lot, and Mirmina, who is surrounded by a magic curtain Standing in a wide open space, in front of them stood a high platform made of unknown materials, and in the center of the high platform, a large amount of gray-white dust was accumulating on an extremely complex structure that was faintly emitting a light blue color. The center of the glorious magic circle.

There is a gray-white halo around the dust, as if it is trying to spread and infect a certain "characteristic" of itself, and wants to make the surrounding magic circle show the same gray-white texture, but the magic circle The strong aura in the air successfully prevented the gray area around the dust from spreading - the latter's contagious ability is omnipotent in the material world, but on this high platform shaped like an altar, it was compressed around the sand pile, Spread only a few millimeters at most.

"Sure enough, these sands can't 'contaminate' the runes you set," Amoen observed for a while, then turned his head and said to the goddess of magic beside him, and then his eyes could not help falling on the other party - he saw the other party's chest There is a sign condensed with magic power hanging in front of it, just like the small signs hung on the chests of those mortals who work in the rebellious fortress, and there are letters condensed with magic power shining on it - "Senior Advisor Mirmina" , "Do you have to hang such a sign on your body?"

"Of course, the sense of ritual, do you understand what is the sense of ritual?" Mir Mina immediately replied, "Our current identity is the senior advisor of the Theocratic Council, and this is the first time we have personally presided over the research as a senior advisor Projects—we were all researched in the past, but this time we are in charge of the research, don’t you think it needs to be more serious?”

Amoen replied casually: "I don't think whether you take it seriously has nothing to do with whether you wear such a sign..."

"You just don't want me to hang up the sign for you," Mir Mina immediately glanced at the white giant deer, "'Senior Advisor Amoen', doesn't it sound majestic? How nice it is to hang on your body, You have to say like a collar..."

"That's enough, I don't want to discuss this with you," Amoen couldn't help interrupting before the other party finished speaking, and at the same time glanced at the high platform—the high platform was not built by humans, nor was it this It is something that exists in the rebellious courtyard, but it was created out of thin air by Mirmina using the authority of the magic field. Under the combined effect of the high platform and the magic circle on it, those "shadow dust" were completely isolated, " Looks like this thing is running stably, when do we take the next step?"

"Well, it looks almost the same..." Mir Mina became a little serious, she stared at the dust in the center of the magic circle (this large pile of sand was made by Amber after a long time, after all, the two people who are in charge of the project here A "Senior Advisor" is too big), while perceiving the information conveyed by the runes I set by myself, he said in a deep voice, "You and I will close our eyes later, and you will try to block all the rest of our perception , but let’s not leave the vicinity of the platform, unblock after 1 minute, and let’s open our eyes together.”

Amon was still a little skeptical: "Can this process really work?"

"This is a suggestion from Ms. Enya," Mirmina said casually. "She seems to have observed something from the dust, but the conditions on her side are not suitable, so she told me the process. Rebelling against the fortress This is a natural 'shielded area', and the phenomena we observe should be closer to the 'truth'."

"Well, I trust Ms. Enya's judgment," Amoen nodded, "Now?"

Mirmina's eyes landed on the sand in the center of the platform for the last time, then she retracted her gaze, closed her eyes, and nodded slightly: "Let's get started."

In the courtyard of disobedience shrouded in boundless darkness and chaos, next to the high platform piled up with shadowy dust, the two gods closed their eyes together, and at the same time they closed their eyes, the sand piled in the center of the magic circle suddenly dimmed. Down, showing signs of "fading".

The next moment, Amoen activated his power again, and began to shield himself and Mirmina from external perception little by little.

As their perception was shielded, the sand and dust piled on the platform quickly became dim and transparent, as if the color and texture had faded, and even the existence itself had faded, and disappeared in the center of the magic circle little by little...

And at the moment when all the sand and dust disappeared, the runes set by Mir Mina quickly shone brightly!

However, neither Amoen nor Mirmina knew about it at this moment. It was not until time passed quietly and the effect of perception shielding was lifted that Mirmina's voice broke the silence: "Open your eyes."

Amorn opened his eyes, and those crystal-like pupils saw the scene on the platform.

He saw that the runes on the platform were flickering rapidly, and the complex magic circle that made people feel dizzy at a glance flickered like a magic spar lamp with poor contact, and the chaotic light and shadow jumped and flickered over the magic circle. , and in this chaotic light and shadow, the original sand pile has disappeared, but many things like gray-white sand grains can be seen continuously appearing and disappearing-this scene, it seems that the gray-white sand pile was exiled Out of this world, now desperately trying to get back.

Amoen was dumbfounded: "This...what's going on?"

"In the case of losing external observation, the shadow dust disappears, and after the observer returns, they try to reappear-however, the magic circle I set up will forcefully confine the 'state' within a certain range after leaving my observation "Mirmina stared at the chaotic flickering light and shadow solemnly, and said slowly and in a low voice, "What you see is a 'contradiction' that is imprisoned, according to the popular saying among those node scholars, it is 'Vulnerabilities' are loopholes created after the conflict between the error derivative and the real world."

Chapter 1247

The "bug" that was caught.

Amorn is not an expert in the field of magic, and his authority does not include explanations for these mystical phenomena. However, this does not mean that he lacks the ability to learn and understand. During his days, he had absorbed a lot of cutting-edge knowledge, so he understood the meaning of the words of the goddess of magic after a little understanding at this time.

"You mean... these dusts cannot exist stably in the real world? Some of their 'essence' conflicts with the laws of the real world?" The intermittent flickering phantom of sand and dust asked the goddess of magic beside him with hesitation and the slightest tone.

"Not only that," Mirmina nodded lightly, her tone solemn, "these dusts will disappear at the same time as the observer disappears, which shows that there is a hard connection between them and 'cognition', and when the observer returns They will reappear later, which means that there is a higher level of 'cognition' that is 'anchoring' these dusts. When the observer disappears with the dust, it is this higher level of 'cognition' ’ In making sure that the sands still exist in some unobservable dimension, and making sure they come back…”

"...This is about to reach the blind spot of my knowledge," Amon shook his head slightly, his light-cast eyes were full of confusion, "But I understand one thing, without your experimental procedure, ordinary people I'm afraid I never thought that the dust would be like this..."

"Only when all observers are unable to perceive these dusts, these dusts will disappear, and when the observers return, they will immediately return to normal... In the conventional experimental process, it is really difficult for technicians to I realized that these phenomena have happened before," Mirmina said softly, but then shook her head slightly, "But this is not absolute, mortals are very smart, as long as they have an idea, they will be able to design experiments sooner or later. It is just an observer test to verify the special properties of these shadow dusts."

"The difficulty lies in this 'idea'," Amoen sighed. "If Ms. Enya hadn't reminded me, who would have thought of doing an observer test on these dust? But I'm also a little curious, how did Ms. Enya It can be seen that..."

"She used to be the 'gods' of the dragon clan, and she knew the authority of all the gods, including those involving dreams and illusions," Mirmina said casually, "with such extensive knowledge, she can detect abnormalities from these shadows and dust. It's not difficult for her."

Amorn thought for a few seconds, and suddenly asked after a few seconds: "These are the dust made by Amber - what about the samples sent from Tarrond? Are there any 'real' shadow dusts?" This contradiction?"

Mirmina shook her head slowly: "Ms. Enya checked, and the dust doesn't have this kind of 'contradictory'...Of course, if we are not sure, we can also use those samples to test, but those The number of samples is not so much, every grain of sand is extremely precious, I have to redesign the magic circle here."

"You are an expert in this area, you can decide," Amoen nodded, and then couldn't help but look at the imprisoned dust with curiosity, "But then again...do you think it is What causes the sand to take on such a strange state?"

"...I'm not sure," Mirmina thought, with a slow and hesitant tone, "In my memory and cognition, there seems to be only one situation that can barely fit this phenomenon..."

"A situation?" Amoen turned his head and looked at Mirmina's eyes hidden in the mist of illusion, "What situation?"

"Dream derivatives... This should be the domain of Naritil and Duvalte, but I suspect that they have never seen this kind of vision that directly occurs in the real world, and can even stay in the real world and deceive observers .”

……

Gawain still remembered the splendor he saw when he saw Tarrond for the first time—he remembered the giant energy barrier that enveloped the entire continent, the luxuriant ecological dome and the city and city filled with neon lights. Factories, remember the air traffic that criss-crosses over the city, the intercity rails that shuttle between buildings, and the headquarters of giant corporate complexes towering into the sky, and the towering mountains that are bathed in brilliance. Continuous palace.

It was a glorious scene that the imaginations of bards and playwrights on the Loren continent could hardly describe. It spanned several eras and accumulated countless years of civilization achievements, which made Gawain, a "satellite spirit", fall in love with it. Amazing sight.

Blue dragons and white dragons flitted across the sky, flew over the high barrier walls that had been extinguished, the fragmented coastline was left behind in the dark depths, and the devastated land rushed towards us.

There are molten and distorted cities and factory ruins standing on the land, as well as collapsed palaces and churches. The magnificent scenery that Gawain once had in his memory has now turned into these unrecognizable appearances. They lie quietly at the North Pole In the cold wind, bathed in the starlight of the polar night, silent.

Amber has been quiet since just now. She walked to the edge of Melita's back and carefully supported the horny protrusion on the dragon's back. Comparing it with some scenes in her memory, she tried hard to the end but failed, leaving only a sigh full of emotion: "Hey, it's all gone...the place was so spectacular back then."

"Yeah, it's all gone, just start again," Melita's voice came from the front, with a smile and relief in her tone, "At least at this moment, the fate of living on this land has finally returned to our own hands In the world, whether we live or die, whether we rise or fall, it is our own business."

The baby dragon lying on Melita's back also calmed down. The little guy has never seen such a scene, and he doesn't know where his mother has taken him. It will take time for her to understand the relationship between this bare land and herself. What kind of bond is there? As for this moment, she is just a little surprised and nervous.

She was lying on the back of Melita's shoulder blades, her little claws tightly grasping her mother's scales, she stretched her neck and looked into the distance.

In the direction she was looking at, there was a group of mountains undulating in the dark. The mountains were covered with depressions and even penetrating rifts left after being ablated by giant plasma jets, and some fragmented palace remains were scattered in the crystal-like condensation on the hillside.

Melita seemed to sense the movement of the little guy behind her. She turned her head and glanced, her slender neck bent over, and said with a smile: "Did you see those palaces in the distance? Mom used to live there—— But now there is no longer a place to live, our new home is somewhere else."

"Shall we go directly to Agondor? Or go to Binhai County first?" Amber asked curiously, "I heard that you and Noretta live in Binhai County now..."

"Let's go to Agondor, which was agreed before," Melita said immediately, "Agondor also has a residence for me and Noretta—now we lack everything, but we don't lack a place to live. "

Agondor... Gawain still remembers this city. This is the place where he stayed when he came to Tarrond last time. Here he came into contact with the advanced civilization hidden on this planet. It is also here that he saw The decay and madness under the glorious appearance of the dragon kingdom, but now all the past has been blown away like sand in the wind, and there is a new city standing on the ruins of the past, which is obviously incomparable with the Qionglou Yuyu at the beginning However, when he saw the busy construction sites in the city day and night, the giant dragons engaged in various tasks, and the markets that appeared in the simple streets, and the young dragons practicing flying over the city, he knew that this It is only a matter of time before the land is reborn from the ashes.

He felt a familiar atmosphere here, a similar atmosphere he had witnessed at the foot of the Dark Mountains back then, even going back 700 years ago, in the memory of Gawain Cecil, in the pioneering land of the Kingdom of Ansu, He had seen similar sights.

Those who can still insist on rebuilding and developing in such a wasteland, stick to their pride as a civilized group and don't want to sink into a group of savage creatures that prey on the weak and plunder, will definitely stand up again.

Today's dragons advocate pragmatism and efficiency, and Gawain also doesn't like red tape, so the welcome ceremony prepared by Agondor is solemn but simple. After a simple reception, Melita and Noretta left first to settle down Gawain and Amber stayed in Agondor's new chamber after taking over their own cubs and handing over some work.

Gao Wen once again saw the "high-ranking dragon priest" who had stood beside the dragon god.

He changed out of the gorgeous golden robe and the crown symbolizing theocracy. When he saw Gao Wen, he was only wearing a simple and durable off-white robe. There was a tiredness in his expression that even a dragon could not hide, but his eyes were deep. The brilliance at the place is full of energy, a kind of aura that belongs to "living people" that is completely different from before emanates from him, and there is a sincere smile on his face.

In the plainly decorated living room, Gawain sat down with the dragon leader, Amber stood behind him, and another dragon girl with short black hair stood behind Heragor.

"You are our dragon's forever friend," Heragor said first, "I really didn't expect that our second meeting would be in this situation."

"Yeah, I remember that the last time we met seemed to be not long ago," Gao Wen sighed in his tone, looking at the humanoid dragon in front of him, "It feels like dozens of centuries have passed."

"Tallond has changed a lot," Heragor said with a slight nod. "I don't need to elaborate on the situation here, you should already know about it. I heard that Melita detoured from the east coast." As soon as you flew over, you should have seen what the wasteland along the way and what the safe zone in the wasteland looks like, what do you think?"

"...providing assistance to Tarrond is one of the wisest decisions I have ever made," Gawain said frankly after a little thought, "I was once worried whether the dragon race could really survive after such a drastic change. Persisting in this wasteland, I was worried about whether the huge manpower and material resources gathered by the alliance could really be used correctly in this post-war ruins, but now all my worries have disappeared—the dragon is not just me friend and trusted member of the league."

His words came from the bottom of his heart, without any intention of blind compliments, and even a proud giant dragon would obviously feel benefited from these sincere praises, a smile appeared on Heragor's face, this ancient giant dragon lightly Nodding his head lightly: "Now we still face many difficulties here, but at least we have managed to maintain society above the red line of 'survival'. As long as the ethnic group can gain a firm foothold in the safe zone, we can slowly Slowly clear the pollution and monsters in the danger zone, and even rebuild many production activities. In this process, the assistance you have prepared for us has played an unimaginable role-without those food, medicines and industrial raw materials, we have nearly three One-third of the compatriots may not be able to survive the cold winter after the disappearance of the big shield."

"Talrond's stability is a good thing for the entire alliance," Gao Wen nodded, and then he changed the subject and ended the business bragging process-although this kind of bragging makes people feel comfortable, but this time After all, he has business to do, "Let's talk about the Tower Against the Tide and that great adventurer first, I'm here for this."

"Mr. Mordir is temporarily staying in the town of adventurers. I have sent someone to arrange it. You can see him later." Heragor immediately nodded and said, "Ms. Victoria has been by his side these days. , maybe some kind of "blood power" is really at work, the situation of that great adventurer has been quite stable recently, and there has been no "dream crossing the border" again, but I still dare not let him leave casually around Agondor in case something unexpected happens.

"As for the Tower Against the Tide... The monitoring team we sent to the west coast just received a report today, and everything about that tower is still normal. At least from the outside, it just stands harmlessly in the sea. No intelligent beings approached, and nothing ran out of that tower.

"But my concerns about the tower continue to grow...I know I shouldn't use vague terms like 'gut' as evidence, but I will say that my gut...is calling the police."

"Intuition..." Gao Wen said in a deep voice, with an extremely serious expression, "You used to be a demigod, and your 'intuition' is not a simple thing. Speaking of which, you probably didn't send anyone to check the situation in that tower. Bar?"

"No," Heragor shook his head, "I have recently increased the monitoring of the Tower of Against the Tide. The number of monitoring posts on the west coast has increased from one to three, and the closest monitoring distance has been advanced to six nautical miles near the tower. , but so far we haven't let the surveillance personnel set foot on that steel island. After all, this involves the tide against the tide. Although the Dragon Clan has now broken free from the chains of the "Irreversible God", our own strength has also been greatly reduced. Only the west coast With the power deployed, we still have no way to confront that tower head-on."

"Why is it six nautical miles?" Amber who was standing behind Gao Wen suddenly asked curiously.

"That's..." Heragor suddenly hesitated, and said hesitantly, "That's the limit distance that 'He' once told me personally. Once the dividing line of six nautical miles is crossed, there is a chance that the pollution seeping out of the tower will Actively affects the mind."

"Did Enya test it... that should be credible, she is very reliable in this regard." Gao Wen nodded slightly, and just when he was about to ask something, there was a sudden knock on the door from the side It was heard that a dragon attendant walked into the living room after getting permission.

"The leader, Mr. Modill and Ms. Victoria have arrived."

Chapter 1248 Face to face with the adventurer

Gawain walked through a long corridor. There were wide windows on one side of the corridor, and a barrier made of magic power acted as the glass on the window, allowing people in the corridor to see the scene on the other side of the window—— He and Amber stopped in front of the window and looked into the room. In the brightly lit reception room, they saw the Duchess Victoria in a snow-white dress, and sitting opposite the Duchess, wearing a An old man in a black short robe and a black soft hat.

They were talking in the room, and their voices could not be heard in the corridor, but it could be seen that the old man seemed a little nervous. He had been asking Victoria something, while the duchess sitting opposite him patiently While answering, the northern ruler who rarely changed his expression on weekdays even had a faint smile on his face.

Amber was very surprised when she saw this scene, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Hey, look, the facial paralysis of that ice cube face has been cured!!"

Gao Wen glanced at the shame of this alliance: "Do you dare to say that in front of her?"

Amber immediately poked her waist, with a confident expression on her face: "Nonsense, of course I don't dare, and I'm not stupid."

"His condition looks good, better than I expected," Gao Wen ignored Amber's BB, turned his head and said to Heragor beside him, "Does he know that I want to see him today?"