Sword of Dawn

"About the deep mystery of magic power... It seems that we still have a lot to do, but at least we have unveiled its most important corner of the veil today," Kamel said calmly, probably because he was no longer trapped as an energy creature Because of his weak and changeable body, he quickly controlled his thoughts and emotions, "The grotesque scene described by Ms. High Tower reminded me of many associations. I believe that you and Verania The same is true for masters - we should continue to study this issue in depth after we go back, and keep in touch and share ideas at any time, but... this is a matter of later."

The arcane master shook his head lightly, and cast his gaze into the distance.

That's the direction the "boundary" is in.

"As for what we should do now, we still continue to dig out the secrets of this space, and wait for His Majesty Gawain Cecil to personally deal with the mysterious 'Steel Land'."

Chapter 1273 Front End

Amorn looked in surprise at Mirmina who had gotten up from the high stone "throne", and a trace of confusion flashed in her crystal-like eyes: "Why did you take the avatar back in advance? There What went wrong with your exploration?"

"No...the exploration is still going on, I'm returning early," Mirmina's body stood like a lighthouse in the courtyard of disobedience, countless magic runes appeared and overlapped in the cloud-like skirt However, unlike in the past, these runes are all in a "ghost" state at the moment, with layers of illusion spreading out from their hazy edges. The "Master of Magic" looked sideways The holy giant deer beside him glanced at him and rubbed his forehead lightly, "I have a problem, I need to adjust myself..."

"Something's wrong!? Are you okay?" Amoen was a little nervous when he heard this, "Is there something on the God of War that has affected you?"

"It has nothing to do with the Kingdom of God of War," Mirmina said as she stepped down from the high platform, and the rune rings wrapped around her, used to suppress and isolate spiritual pollution, disintegrated silently in the air, turning into specks of light and dust, "...We completed an experiment, and during the experiment, we confirmed the fluctuating nature of the magic power."

"...Oh, the fluctuating nature of magic power..." Amoen hesitated for half a second, then nodded slightly, "Then you are..."

Mirmina glanced at Amoen silently, hesitated for two or three seconds before saying helplessly: "With your intelligence, it is difficult for me to explain clearly to you..."

Amorn: "..."

Why such a vulgar remark—he wanted to reprimand loudly like this, but he doubted that Mirmina was right. If this "master of mystery" really threw tons of theoretical terms at himself, then he would naturally The God of God will definitely not be able to resist, and in the end he will have to be ashamed.

After confirming that Mirmina did not intend to explain this matter in detail, Amoen could see it in his heart, he just shook his head left and right, confirming that the "uninvited renter" in front of him looked a little tired After there was nothing abnormal, I felt relieved, and walked towards the place where I usually surf the Internet while saying: "Since your end is over early, I will go back to rest. These devices will stay here first. Those technicians said before that they can be left alone... in the future, if we want to send an avatar 'out' for a breath, the device here will come in handy again."

Mirmina stood in front of the high platform noncommittally. She did not explain the magic power observation experiment to Amoen in detail, but when the other party was about to turn and walk away, she couldn't help but said: "Amoen, you Have you ever been curious about everything in the world, and the... explanation hidden under the appearance of this world?"

"You mean curiosity?" Amon stopped and turned his head to Mirmina's direction, "Of course I have curiosity, any intellectual individual has curiosity, although the things I am curious about may not be the same as yours. Similarly, you are curious about the mysteries of magic and the order of elements, and I am concerned about the changes of life and the laws of evolution... But in essence, we are all curious about the 'explanation' behind everything in the world... Even the most inflexible god of war, I believe he also has things he was curious about."

Having said that, the God of Nature paused, looking into Mirmina's eyes: "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I'm just thinking about how the world we live in exists and operates... How do seemingly irrelevant things exist in this dimension in harmony? The boundary between magic and matter Seemingly clear but actually vague, the power of the mind can interfere with the state of the material world... Can there be a unified and self-consistent explanation behind these phenomena that everyone takes for granted," said Mirmina softly , her voice was slightly trembling, and the tremor seemed to be some kind of "awe", "Amoen, is it inevitable or accidental that our world presents the current posture? Or is it just someone more An extremely short moment in the grand evolutionary system?"

Amoen maintained the posture just now: "...ah?"

Mirmina didn't seem to notice the old friend's reaction, she seemed to be caught in some kind of uncontrollable whirlpool, letting her thoughts diverge: "Maybe we are like a bird living in a vast pond. Little insects, floating on the water in a daze, with a short life span of only one moment, a gust of wind blows out layers of ripples in the pool water, so we feel that we have glimpsed the truth of the universe at this moment, thinking that the universe is A surface of water rife with waves—but soon the wind will die, and the ripples will fade away, and our finite lifespan and understanding will never be able to perceive this..."

Amoen completely stopped the movement of walking away. He turned around and stared at Mirmina for a long time with his eyes full of brilliance. He suddenly felt that he really couldn't understand what she was saying with his own IQ...

But soon the "God of Nature" shook his head lightly. He didn't understand the meaning of the "scene" described by Mirmina, but he seemed to have guessed the reason why the other party was so emotional. He slightly Lowering his head, he said in a very serious tone: "You glimpsed some truths in that 'experiment', but this truth does not conform to your 'common sense', so you are doubting your knowledge of this world. problems—or suspect that there is something wrong with the world?"

Mirmina was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Amoen to point out her state directly, and then she laughed at herself: "...This really doesn't seem like an idea that a 'god' should have ,Right?"

"But this is how mortals often feel—whenever they advance on the road of exploration, whenever they come into contact with new things, whenever their civilization advances...Mortals who are born weak are used to the conditions of this world. The vast expanse and the "surprise" after every step, on the contrary, we so-called "gods" will be as helpless as you when facing the new truth, but...Mier Mina, your current state is actually a good thing .”

"Good thing?"

"You have come into contact with things beyond your cognition, and it sounds like that thing has greatly subverted your cognition. Now that you are back, with your mind full of curiosity and doubts, you can still feel so many things with me—— think The god of war who wanted to go crazy in front of the 'trade war', think of the gods of the dragon clan who lost control back then... You are sober now, haven't you noticed this?"

Mirmina opened her eyes slightly, as if waking up from a big dream, and after a while, a smile slowly appeared on her face.

She looked at Amoen, recalling the "scene" she saw and the conjectures she had in that wonderful state not long ago. She imagined and outlined a higher-dimensional perspective—in that perspective, she It seems that you can see another "appearance" of this old friend in front of you, and see this "Amoen", which is composed of countless quantities and variables, is affected by countless ripples and is constantly trembling at the same time. Ripples... floating in the ubiquitous cosmic background radiation.

……

Ferna looked up at the thick and dirty clouds that blocked the sun, and watched the thin and faint sun's light permeate to the bottom of the clouds with difficulty, and formed a curtain as dark as dusk in the sky. , she suddenly broke the silence softly: "The wind direction at high altitude has changed again..."

"Yes, 'again'—unpredictable changes are always taking place in the atmospheric system engulfed by magic energy," Leierna's voice came from the side, with a calm feeling, "but no matter how it changes , this wasteland remains the same.”

"Just like this sad world... The wind direction is always changing, and everything is constantly changing, but they are always trapped in these short cycles and cannot escape. Gravity is the 'magnificent wall' of this planet. Outside the wall is a starry sky that mortals do not deserve to touch. ..."

The elf sisters with almost identical appearance echoed emotion like opera singers on a huge boulder, and on the open ground behind them, a huge gap in space, like a whirlpool in a mirror, was gradually becoming stable.

The gap was filled with dazzling blue light, streams of light rushed rapidly in the vast space deep in the gap, a little overflow of energy stirred the nearby air, and brought out a whistle-like wind sound around the gap.

Two deformed giants covered in bloody flesh and mud are walking towards the extremely dangerous gap with heavy steps. They are carrying huge and precise rune stones one after the other. On the surface of the rune stones, dim magic The brilliance has gradually awakened.

The rune stone was thrown into the crack, and as soon as it passed through the "door", it quickly flew towards one of the blue streams of light under the action of some kind of automatic guidance mechanism, and this precision device silently sank into the raging torrent of magic power , and then a treant priest who was in charge of manipulating the deformed giant came down from the nearby hillside, and said with a relieved tone: "Okay, now we have settled another node... two masters, we One step closer to success."

Ferna nodded slightly, and showed a sweet smile to the treant priest who was walking towards this side: "Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Leierna on the side didn't make a sound, but raised her right hand slightly, and light blue phantom rays of light formed above her palm. In the clear projection of magic power, one could see criss-crossing network like blood vessels. The Dao structure emerged, and at the same time, part of the light flow in it showed a brighter state, as if it was specially marked.

These streams of light obviously extend farther than other streams of light, producing more branches, and their ends criss-cross, vaguely, as if gathering to form a ball.

"Yes, we're a little closer to success," Leierna said softly with a smile, "This meaningless reincarnation that has continued generation after generation... Finally, it's going to make sense."

……

When the train entered the station, the loud whistle sound spread throughout the entire stronghold, and then spread far and far across the open plain terrain. The great architect Bruce Rock climbed to a tower near the southern city wall. This man of dwarf blood The outstanding craftsman looked up and nodded slightly after a while: "We have established a firm foothold here, which is really good."

On both sides of the tower, you can see a solid city wall made of reinforced concrete extending to the east and west sides. The outer layer of the high wall is covered with reinforced steel armor, and the shield generator embedded in the wall is supported. A translucent energy barrier was formed to further block the dangerous wandering things on the plain. On the top of the high wall, one can see fixed fortress cannons and mobile tracks built along the wall, which can be used at any time. Transferred mobile batteries are on standby on those tracks.

Inside the high wall, there are neat barracks, warehouses, and the "frontline headquarters" in the center.

A straight charging track extends from the direction of the Black Forest in the north. Neat relay piles are arranged on both sides of the track. The sky above the track is covered with a translucent shield barrier. It is like an artery made of metal, connecting Looking at the rear and outposts, this base at the foot of the majestic wall is closely connected with the mainland of the empire on the other side of the dark mountains.

The heavy and solemn armored train "Iron Throne - Admiral Winter" has completed its "test run", and is now smoothly parked next to the armed platform on the east side of the base. The power runes everywhere are gradually returning to dim. A total of four large magic crystal rail guns and four large rainbow light generators at the head and tail are being inspected by technical sergeants, looking majestic.

Bruce Rock stared at the imposing armored train for a long time, with admiration and appreciation in his eyes - although he is not a "war technician" who can manufacture armored trains, he believes that no sane person Artisans can resist the powerful allure of such a "destructive work of art".

He raved about the body of the war machine, every repulsion mechanism, every main gun, every cold, hard panel of the armor—and he was very honest about it.

But in the end, the great architect forced himself to look back, and refocused his gaze in the direction of the magnificent wall.

From here, the energy barrier built by the Silver Empire and humans 700 years ago is no longer a distant scenery.

It stands less than 1000 meters south of this frontline base. Considering its huge size, it is almost as close to Bruce's eyes. The thick and astonishingly thick energy barrier is like an endless curtain of flowing water Slowly floating and circulating in front of the eyes of the great architect, on the other side of the curtain is the scene of desolate and corrupt wasteland.

The towering Sentinel Tower stands in the southeast of the base. At this moment, the angle of the sun is just right, and the shadow of the tower stretches and covers the base. Anyone in the base can see the magnificent ancient building just by looking up. The tall tower stands in the field of vision, and the giant "stone tablet" floating in the air shines brightly in the sky.

While the great architect Bruce Rock was looking at the direction of the wasteland of Gondor, planning the next step to set up a propulsion base inside the high wall, Gordon, another great architect stationed here, came to the armed platform, Greeting the Imperial First Army that arrived with the armored train.

On the platform, Gordon saw the commanders of the legion—Marshal Philip, who had blond hair and was much calmer and restrained than in previous years. The young man with bronze skin next to the marshal was his adjutant Payne. Another young man with short silver hair and a humble and polite demeanor stood behind Philip and Payne.

Chapter 1274 Arrived at the Contracting Fort

The direct commander of the First Legion, the supreme commander of the Imperial Army, has personally experienced a series of large-scale battlefields such as the Southern Border War, the Crystal Cluster War, and the Hunting God Battle. He is considered to be the youngest outstanding general in the north of the mainland in the past century—— Philip, who was unknown in the backcountry, has now become one of the hottest figures in the empire.

But he is still active at the "front line" of the empire—whether it is the assembled noble legion or the twisted monster, the mad god, or the corrupt unknown wasteland.

Compared with a few years ago, Philip, who is now over [-] years old, is much calmer and restrained. The increase in experience and the various people he has come into contact with after his rise in status have made him no longer what he was when he first walked out of Cecil's territory. His mind is simple, and he no longer only has a passion for blood and rigid knight dogma like before, but when he sees these "advancing corps" that are far away from the comfortable and comfortable "civilized territory" and are hard-working on the edge of the wasteland, he will still reveal With a sincere smile as always, and no words of praise: "Mr. Gordon, you have accomplished a great job - neither the empire nor the people will forget this feat."

"You are overrated, General," the great architect Gordon said with a smile on his face, the wind blowing from the direction of the wasteland filtered through the barrier of the fortress, blowing his neglected and somewhat messy hair, " And our work has not been fully completed - building the propulsion base to the foot of the magnificent wall and gaining a foothold here is only the first step, our next step is to actually pass through that barrier and take root in the wasteland , that’s the real challenge.”

Philip nodded slightly, then looked in the direction of the base: "Let's talk as we walk."

A group of people walked towards the exit of the armed platform, leaving the magnificent armored train "General Winter" behind them to continue to receive inspections by technical sergeants. When they were about to walk down the stairs, Gordon couldn't help but look back at the With a glance at the huge armored train, it was hard to hide the admiration in his eyes: "What a beautiful big guy... This is the first time I have seen an armored train at such a close distance."

"This is specially prepared for this counterattack on the wasteland," the silver-haired young man behind Philip said, "and it is only the first train. After the second railway is opened, there will be a second heavy train." The armored train and the three 'Iron Scepter' light armored trains have arrived here one after another—these big guys who can carry and fight are an important reliance for us to advance in the wasteland."

"Yes, we have received the corresponding construction tasks here, and Bruce and I are co-supervising these things personally," Gordon nodded, and said while walking towards the main road leading to the depths of the base, "Everything is going well so far. .”

"It seems that our side is in good condition," Philip nodded with satisfaction, and then said after a pause, "The propulsion base on Typhon's side has also been built at the foot of the magnificent wall, have you heard any movement from them recently? "

"Yes, General," Gordon said immediately, "According to our joint operation agreement, the Typhonians sent a messenger here on the day they advanced to the Great Wall—it was the 'General Wolf' who sent it himself." People who came. Now we are setting up a relay station on the hill on the east side, in order to enable the remote communication between the two fortresses as soon as possible..."

"Andersa Wendell..." Hearing the name "General Wolf", Philip showed a thoughtful and emotional expression, "I heard that the border defense layout of the Typhon people is being adjusted, so as to Cooperate with this counterattack against the wasteland, but I didn't expect that she would come here in person...Now we are allied forces who are watching and helping each other, and it can only be said that the world is unpredictable."

"...Are you worried that the past rift between the two countries will affect the cooperation between that 'General Wolf' and us?" Gordon asked curiously, "I heard that she lost an eye in the previous war..."

"No, I'm not worried about this. Although she was once our strong enemy, she will also become our reliable ally when national interests demand it," Philip shook his head. He knew some inside information and had personal contact with her. After looking at the "little wolf", we can naturally make a more accurate judgment, "She is a respectable soldier."

There is still a word in his heart: don't worry about the "rift" between Andersa and Cecil (or the old Ansu), the old misunderstanding has long been resolved, and her father is still in Sorin Plain In my research institute, I live a comfortable life of clocking in and going to get off work every day and grabbing meals in the cafeteria with my colleagues...

He shook his head, shaking the irrelevant things out of his mind, and then asked with a slightly serious expression: "Just now you mentioned the relay site... What kind of design is the communication system between us and other camps now? Not only with Among the camps of the Typhons, including our own satellite strongholds and remote outposts set up around."

Gordon thought for a while, and answered seriously: "It is better to follow the previous mature plan. When the distance is relatively close, the wireless communication between the magic network terminals will be used directly, and when the distance is far away, the information of the Great Wall itself will be used." Chain forwarding - the specific method is to build a relay station, use the relay station to send the signal to the sentinel tower, and then transmit the signal to another relay station at the far end through the communication channel between the sentinel tower. This can save nearly half of the The cost, and the technology of the silver elves is mature and reliable, and the radiation power of those ancient towers is enough for us to call directly to the propulsion base of the Typhon people here."

Philip listened carefully, but his expression gradually became more serious, which made Gordon on the side feel a little nervous.

"General, what's wrong with this?" The architect finally couldn't help asking after seeing the change in Philip's expression.

"Technically, I trust the judgment of you and the communication experts, but as a soldier, I always have some extra worries," Philip said slowly while thinking, "I have seen out-of-control crystal cluster army on the Holy Spirit Plain , I have seen out-of-control troops and hijacked communications on the front line of Winterhold. My experience tells me that many things in this world are not so reliable, especially things that are ancient and mysterious like the Great Wall...not to mention Said that it is not fully under our control."

Gordon's expression gradually became serious: "You mean..."

"There was a problem with the Great Wall. At that time, a lot of aberrations came in. You have also experienced that period, and you should remember it very well. Later, we repaired it with the multinational joint, but to be honest, That's just patched the loopholes and strengthened the wall, but the 'cause' that caused the problem of the high wall has not been completely solved, and you know this." Philip looked into Gordon's eyes, "The great architect, Have you ever thought about what to do if there is another problem with that wall?"

Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

"In addition to the communication channel based on the Great Wall, we also need to establish a backup channel...at least one backup," said the great architect who had personally experienced the repair operation of the Great Wall while thinking, "This requires More relays and mobile comms, especially between us and the Typhon bases... maybe an additional depot or two to secure the passage..."

"There is no need to worry about the cost," Philip said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty has given us enough authority to do this."

Gordon lowered his head: "Yes, General."

Philip nodded, then turned his head to look at the silver-haired young man who was following behind him: "Fendil, you are the commander of the communications unit, starting today, you have to bring your soldiers to follow the communications experts here to get familiar with this place as soon as possible. system - including those relay stations in the wild. Doing this in a wasteland environment is different from what you do in Imperial College, and I hope you can understand this soon."

The young heir to the north immediately puffed up his chest and called out meticulously: "Yes, General Philip!"

……

Andersa Wendell looked back at the ancient tower in the distance.

The majestic energy barrier of the majestic wall is like a waterfall filled with twilight, towering in the southwest of the propulsion base, no matter which direction you look at from the base, the shock it brings will not weaken even a little bit.

Sometimes it is really hard to imagine... The Silver Empire 700 years ago could build such a magnificent miracle, and this magnificent miracle reminds everyone who witnessed it, reminding them of the wasteland in the barrier. How dangerous is the soil?

Andersa exhaled softly, restraining her exclamation about the ancient history, she left the window of the command room, returned to her tactical desk, and glanced at the several maps and some documents waiting to be confirmed.

Although this propulsion base built by thousands of engineering mages day and night has established a firm foothold on the edge of the wasteland, all this is only necessary for the grand counterattack plan led by Typhon, Cecil, and Silver. It's just a beginning, and more troops will be assembled in these bases in the future, and more supplies will be transported from the country to the front line. The engineering troops will cross that energy barrier. The lights of civilization are rekindled in the Wasteland—and she has a lot of work to do in order to achieve these inspiring goals.

Andersa sat down on her chair, and at this moment, there was a regular knock on the door. After getting permission, the door was opened, and a short female adjutant stepped in. .

Her complexion is slightly dark, with the characteristics of a minority in the southern part of the empire, her silver-white hair is draped behind her shoulders, her eyes are calm and restrained, with slightly golden pupils showing that she is a thin hybrid from a certain night elf ancestor blood.

This is Andersa's new adjutant, a subordinate she personally selected after returning to the military and political system - after the God-hunting battle that changed everyone's fate, countless old faces disappeared, and countless new faces appeared , this mixed race from the south of the empire is one of such new faces.

"Korea," the young wolf general glanced at his new adjutant and nodded slightly, "It seems that the messengers sent to Cecil Base have returned."

"Yes, I just handed over to them," the silver-haired woman named Claire nodded, her voice was low and soft, and at the same time she took another step forward, and placed a light yellow flower frozen in ice crystals in Ender's mouth. On Sha's desk, "This is for you."

"...Flower? Where did you get it?" Andersa looked at the little flower in the ice crystal in surprise. It still maintained the appearance of being picked just now. It was out of place, and it was obviously impossible to get it from the nearby wilderness, which made her frown quickly, "Could it be that some stupid and short-sighted supply officer transported it from the rear? If so, that person can be caught—— We've only had a firm foothold here for two days!"

"Of course not," Claire shook her head. "It was brought by the returned messengers—it was picked from near the base of the Cecilians."

Andersa became even more surprised when she heard this: "Near Cecil's base? Isn't their base... also in the wasteland radiation area? How could there be..."

"The messengers were also surprised by this. They said that there was a piece of land on the edge of the Cecil's base where lush plants grew, which was like a miracle-the Cecil explained that this was because of the underground biomass pipelines and nutrient networks. Grid is having an impact, but we don't know the details."

"... Is it the 'mysterious technology' of the Cecils again... Well, I should get used to it, after all, they even have a giant tree that can cover the city," Andersa rubbed her forehead, but her eyes turned again Landing on the little flower in the ice crystal, a smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, "Then put it here, it's very beautiful. Thank you messengers for me."

The adjutant nodded to accept the order, and Andersa asked casually after a short thought: "Is there any new news from Winter Wolf Castle?"

"Lord Ferdinand has sent news that Winter Wolf Castle is fine, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Is everything alright with grandfather..." Andersa muttered softly, but she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The elderly grandfather returned to the frontier fortress where he had been in charge for half his life. The Border Knights temporarily reorganized from several incomplete regiments successfully took over the defense of Winter Wolf Castle under his grandfather's wrist, and she led the formation The complete Winter Wolf Legion was dispatched to the front line facing the wasteland, preparing a plan to counterattack the wasteland together with the Cecils and the silver elves.

Behind the seemingly smooth and reasonable scheduling is the embarrassing reality that the empire was seriously injured after the war. Although everything is improving now, and the economy and people's livelihood have also recovered and even increased rapidly with the launch of the circum-continental route, there are some things But there is no way to "accelerate" - experienced and capable generals can't grow out of the ground overnight.

The old man who retired to the second line was also pulled out of his home to command the Border Corps...

Andersa suddenly shook her head vigorously, and pushed aside the slightly negative sighs in her mind.

The situation will get better after all, and the temporary difficulty should not affect her state here.

……

When the generals at the foot of the magnificent wall were actively preparing for the plan to counterattack the wasteland, Gawain and Amber finally left the continent of Tarrond shrouded in the polar night, and returned to Loren after a long absence.

They did not return to Cecil City, but went directly to the contracting fort where the "gate" project was located.

The castle named "Contract" stands high in the center of the plain, but the wasteland around the castle has undergone earth-shaking changes thanks to the efforts of a large number of engineering teams. The rising blue flames can almost scorch the clouds in the sky. Looking down from a high altitude, you can see a series of neatly planned roads, pipe networks and power guide rails between those facilities. Large-scale engineering components with complex and mysterious structures, even the giant dragon from Tarrond, can't help but sigh when seeing this scene.

"You guys really made a big deal..." Melita Purnia pierced through the clouds and couldn't help sighing after seeing the scene of the Fort of the Treaty area.

Chapter 1275 Meeting Offline

The giant wings that cover the sky and the sun pass over the castle area, and the huge dragon is slowly circling and slowing down, approaching the open landing field behind the Fort of the Treaty, while Melita and Noretta He is also carefully observing this large-scale facility group, observing those towering energy towers, temporary roads, camps of alliance members, and the huge energy fluctuations that flood this area and cannot be seen by ordinary people with naked eyes.

Led by Cecil and Typhon, a large number of human and material resources provided by the member states of the alliance were brought together. The "gate" built in this cold and barren wilderness was something Melita had never seen in tens of thousands of years of dragon life. The wonders of the past—her eyes full of magic power can see more things than ordinary people. In her magic vision, you can see the magic turbulence rushing among the facilities and converging in the contracting castle. The huge energy in the central area, and a "focus" that seemed to swallow all the magic power and appeared in a vortex state in the real world-even if no one reminded her, she could guess that it was the location of the "door".

This is indeed an incredible move.

The giant dragon slowly lowered its altitude, and finally landed on the landing field attached to the contracting fort. Before that, the technical directors of this facility had already gathered around the open space and waited eagerly.

"...This is the first time I have had close contact with a giant dragon," Windsor Mapel whispered with emotion on her face. She watched the two giant dragons gradually fold their wings, and their huge and heavy bodies When it landed, the entire square even shook, "I can't imagine... Only two years ago, these powerful dragons were creatures that only appeared in adventure stories."