Chapter 1045 Awakening From a Big Dream

When Gawain walked into the Office No. 1 of the Government Affairs Hall, Hetty, who was reviewing documents, immediately noticed something abnormal in him, and the "Big Housekeeper Cecil" looked up at Gawain's face: "Ancestor, you yesterday Haven't you rested yet?"

"...a bit of insomnia," Gawain had a hard time explaining to Hetty that he slept in the middle of the night and was suddenly woken up by an alarm from a satellite, and then watched a thing suspected to be a mechanical dragon fly all the way to the distance in space. After the mental journey, I can only wave my hand with a trace of fatigue, "It's okay, I'll just adjust it."

For powerful superhumans, the fatigue caused by mere insomnia is of course not a big problem, but Heidi couldn't help but worry a little: "Do you need some soothing potions? Pittman should have..."

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

To be honest, his mind is still full of the images he observed through space surveillance last night, the mysterious silhouettes that swept across the starry sky and the countless thoughts that followed, but he also knew very well that he did not have the conditions to go. Do further investigation, at least at this stage - the power of the Government Affairs Office is not useful at this moment, and the day-to-day affairs of the empire still have to be dealt with.

Hetty looked at Gawain's expression again, as if she was confirming the health of her ancestors, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the other party, she flipped through the top documents, and answered while sorting out her thoughts: "Yes, we We have received feedback from leaders of several countries or regions - including the Ogre Tribe, the Northern City-States, the Silver Empire, etc., as well as letters from the dwarf kingdom. From the feedback, the leaders of various countries have responded to your call for I'm very interested in the 'Community Alliance'..."

"As expected," Gawain laughed, this is good news at least, at least dispelling some of the bad mood caused by insomnia, "These countries are either already in the Cecil settlement area, or will soon join the North Routes around the continent, or we have technical exchanges and close contact with us... The bridge has been opened, and it is an inevitable trend that the connection between countries will become closer."

"As you said," Hetty nodded, and then took a separate document from the side, "In addition, this is the remote letter that was just forwarded through the Sentinel Tower this morning, from the Silver Empire. Her Majesty Bersetia Morningstar—a personal letter addressed to you."

"Belcetia..." Gawain was stunned for a moment, and the memory of seven hundred years ago emerged in his mind, and a lively, always making trouble behind him, during the covenant meeting of the pioneers emerged. Figures wandering around in various camps, but soon he shook his head, put aside the memory that had been outdated for seven hundred years, and reached out to receive the letter handed over by Hetty.

This letter is of course not the original, but a "copy" that was forwarded and transmitted using the Sentinel Tower communication link and the magic net communication system.

Although the copying screen is slightly deformed, the handwriting on the letter paper is still clear and familiar. The handwriting of the "Silver Queen" has not changed much compared with 700 years ago, but it is more mature and beautiful:

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

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

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

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

Hetty was stunned for a moment before realizing what "in person" meant, and her eyes widened in surprise: "In person? Are you saying that the Silver Queen is going to Outpost 112 to attend this meeting in person?"

She seemed surprised, and for good reason: Although the meeting expected to be held in the month of recovery this year invited leaders of various countries to come to talk in principle, in fact, the situation in the countries of the Loren continent is complicated, and many regions have opened their doors. It hasn't been long, so some countries that are far away or have recently joined the Cecil settlement area are actually prepared to send the king's deputy or courtiers with considerable say, and the Silver Empire is located in the most important part of the entire Loren continent. At the southern end, there is an entire wasteland of Gondor separated from the northern kingdoms. In addition, the Silver Queen's status is revered, and she has rarely left the country for hundreds of years. Almost everyone thinks that this distant ancient empire will only send an ambassador. Come—Hetty had no idea that it would be the Silver Queen herself.

Gawain was not as surprised by this as Hetty, he even seemed very indifferent: "This meeting will redefine the pattern of the entire world, and its long-term impact will not be smaller than the pioneer covenant of the year-for the Silver Empire, this Something worthy of a personal witness by their queen. And..."

Hetty asked curiously: "And?"

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

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

He raised his head and said thoughtfully: "The elves may become the first alien members of the Theocratic Council, which I didn't expect."

Heidi listened to Gawain's words and quickly reacted: "...Silver Elves... Yes, their original mainstream belief was the god of nature, but since the fall of the white star three thousand years ago, their belief structure has changed a lot. A big change. The original imperial state religion has gradually become a purely academic organization that studies Druid technology within a few hundred years, and the differentiated priests have led a small number of believers to build one after another based on primitive natural beliefs The scattered sects, but I heard Sonia and Soldrin say that these sects that spread in small areas in the jungle have hardly brought any storms, never had natural magics appear in the world, and no new gods have responded to them. pray……

"Up to now, there is still no unified and recognized mainstream belief in the Silver Empire. The Elf Royal Family is nominally the supreme leader of the Druids, and the Silver Queen herself is nominally the highest priestess. The traditional symbol, most elves no longer believe in Amorn, while a small number of elves are influenced by the human kingdoms, some believe in the god of war, some are shallow believers of the goddess of magic, and a few believe in the holy light... "

Gawain's face twitched: "...Then it seems that their current belief situation is not optimistic..."

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

"Let's put aside their religious predicament," Gawain sighed and brought the topic back, "I have really focused too much on the northern part of the continent, and on human beings... Silver The Empire has been in contact with us for so long, but they have always been in my 'blind spot'. Now it seems that there is a huge 'sample library of divine influence' hidden in that warm jungle, the special situation of the silver elves... ...may take our research a big step forward."

His eyes swept across Belsetia's dignified and beautiful handwriting again, but his thoughts seemed to have crossed the vast wasteland and landed in the elf kingdom on the other side of the continent. He thought of the situations Hetty described just now. During the three-thousand-year journey of the Silver Elf's "search for faith"... He faintly noticed many places that could be interconnected with the mysteries of the gods.

After a brief thought, he temporarily took the elves to heart, and began to consider the situation on another line - Tal Londe.

After the "insomnia" last night, the figure passing by in space was always haunting in his mind, even though the shape of the thing he saw was very strange, and it had even been transformed to the extent that it couldn't be seen at all. But Gawain still saw a trace of the "dragon" from its general outline, and it was this little clue that made him unable to help thinking about Tallond since this morning.

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

"I was just about to tell you about this," Heidi said immediately, "The reply letter from the Holy Dragon Duchy has also been sent, but... I think it's a bit strange."

Gawain frowned: "Strange?"

"Archduke Balogar has not heard back, the letter is sent in the name of the Dragonblood Council and Sir Gorosh Shekel," Hetty took a document from the table and handed it to Gawain, "they said very politely. , but said they couldn't attend the recovery month meeting - because they were busy dealing with some 'domestic special circumstances'. Of course, they didn't mention the specifics."

After Gawain took over the document and opened it, he quickly browsed it. The content was basically what Hetty said. It was a perfectly worded official letter. The real information inside the Dragon Principality - there is nothing to see other than that.

"Amber," after thinking for a moment, Gawain turned to the air beside him and said, "Is there any corresponding information?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an intelligence chief appeared in the air, and the half-elf lady jumped to the ground and said quickly: "We have not many intelligence personnel infiltrating the Holy Dragon Principality, but there is also useful news: Barlow Grand Duke Geer has not been seen in public for several days, and Longlin Fort, the capital of the Holy Dragon Principality, has recently been under martial law. There are rumors that the health of Grand Duke Longxue has suddenly deteriorated and he is unable to perform public activities. There are also rumors that he has After leaving the Principality, but anyway, the Dragon Blood Council and the courtiers of the Principality did not seem to be in a panic, they controlled the situation, and the territory of the Holy Dragon Principality was peaceful - only the Grand Duke was gone.

"Ah, by the way, there is another piece of news: it is said that the residents living around Longlinbao once saw a huge silver flying dragon hovering over the mountains and flying straight to the north. Local traders think this is mostly a rumor, but I suspect... this is related to the sudden disappearance of the Dragon Blood Grand Duke."

The intelligence is fragmented, but conclusions seem to be drawn.

Just this conclusion is still not enough for people to speculate about the true situation of Tal Lund.

Gawain frowned, guessing what happened in the far north, and at this moment, a special magic net terminal next to Hetty's desk suddenly rang.

All eyes in the room were instantly focused on the machine that made sounds and flashes.

This is a special line for the imperial consul - it will only ring when there is a special event on the borders of various places, or when the other two grand consuls are in urgent contact with the imperial capital.

"Connected." Gawain said to Hetty as he walked to the desk.

Hetty quickly connected to the communication terminal, and with the shaking and emergence of the holographic projection, the figure of Victoria Wilder appeared in front of Gawain and Hetty.

"Your Majesty, and Archon Hetty," the Snow Duchess looked very serious, and said in a hurried tone as soon as the communication was established, "The eternal storm has disappeared."

Heidi didn't even react for a while: "...What did you say?"

"The Eternal Storm is gone," Victoria repeated patiently, "that gigantic storm over the northern seas—the last visual observation this morning confirmed that the cloud wall formed by the storm had completely disappeared, Monitoring stations near North Harbor confirmed that the ocean currents and the magical flow in the atmosphere were changing."

Speaking of which, her eyes fell on Gawain, her tone was unprecedentedly serious: "Your Majesty, beyond the boundaries we know, there may be other major events happening in this world."

However, Gawain did not respond to Victoria's words immediately, he just raised his head subconsciously, his eyes suddenly fell on the large map hanging on the wall not far away, and fell to the north of the map.

...

When the giant sun in the extreme day swept past the lowest point of the horizon again, and slowly rose to one-third of the sky, there was a sea breeze blowing from the land of Argondore, and the smell of sea fish and smoke rolled towards it. distance.

Melita Purnia woke up from her slumber and felt like she had a long, weird, bizarre, and terrifying dream.

In the dream, she was armed into a bloodless and tearless war machine, fighting against enemies more difficult to defeat than natural disasters with a steely will. In the dream, the god she once revered and feared became A devastating catastrophe swept the earth and devoured everything. In her dream, she saw the splendid and magnificent Mount Argondor collapse and crack, and the towering palace walls and pavilions of the jury fell from the top of the mountain, crowding with the ancient towers of Tal Lund. The city was reduced to ruins, and the dragon's nest, which she had carefully maintained for thousands of years, collapsed along with the mountain, and everything in the nest was burning in flames...

She was sinking and fluctuating in this dream, but she couldn't wake up, and she couldn't think freely, as if her spirit was frozen in a piece of turbid amber. Difficult to make waves.

But suddenly, she heard the howling wind and felt the cold blowing across the earth.

Amidst the ruins of Agondor, the scarred blue dragon opened his eyes.

"...I got a...?!?!"

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