Chapter 1056

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In the next few minutes, there was only silence in the abandoned and collapsed hall, and the three pairs of eyes fell on the metal plate with a strange material, until the words on the metal plate gradually disappeared, and even the metal plate itself disappeared. Bits of it melted into the air—it turned into specks of light dust, and slipped from Heragor's hands, leaving no trace left.

Baloger finally couldn't help breaking the silence: "What does the third story mean?"

"...When Gawain Cecil visited Tarrond, 'He' once told him two stories, two stories about gods and mortals," Heragor rubbed his fingers, as if I can still feel the real touch of the metal plate just now, "'He' said at the time that there was a third story, but that story hasn't happened yet..."

Baloger looked into Heragore's eyes: "So do you understand the meaning of 'He'?"

"I don't understand," Heragor shook his head, "and I still don't understand it... I have spent more than a million years trying to decipher every metaphor that 'He' said, and I can only understand part of it in the end That's it, some things... are destined not to be understood by us."

"Then what do you think about the previous few items?" Balogel asked again, "Are these things... really left behind by 'He'? Why did 'He' leave these things behind?"

Heragor didn't answer, he was just silent, thinking for a long time in the silence, and finally said softly as if talking to himself: "Perhaps... this is the only thing that 'He' can tell us when the shackles are cut off. Listening knowledge."

"Obviously, 'He' also wanted to tell that human named Gawain Cecil," Andal broke the silence until this time, the old dragon looked back at the faintly golden dragon in the center of the hall Egg, said with a somewhat complicated tone, "Hragor, you decide what to do."

"...Let's do it," Heragor said after being silent for more than ten seconds, "In the final analysis, the fate of Tarrond has been inextricably linked with the trajectory of that human being. The turning point of history and the His actions are closely related, and perhaps in the next long period of time, this connection will continue, 'He' probably foresaw all this, so he arranged these things in advance."

"Well, since this is your judgment," Baloger spread his hands, "Anyway, we have also decided to return to the mortal world. It is also a good way to establish a connection with one of the most powerful countries in the human world. beginning."

Andal's gaze was always on the dragon egg, and he couldn't help but said at this time: "Hragor, do you think this dragon egg is safe? Could it... be a harbinger of some kind of dangerous return? ?”

"Remember the 'first' and 'second' we saw just now?" Heragor didn't answer directly,

But he asked Andal a question, and the latter nodded after a little thought: "Of course I remember—the first one, as a natural phenomenon, 'gods' never perish in essence. The second one, the 'gods' in the eyes of mortals ’, are merely ripples from the interaction of the aforementioned natural phenomena with the mortal ‘observer community’.”

"I believe in these two items, so we don't have to worry about this dragon egg," Heragor said slowly, "For the Dragon Clan, the gods we know have left."

"Then how do we deal with it? Speaking of which... do you think this egg can hatch?" Balogel looked at the dragon egg with a strange expression. As a scholar, he didn't know which theory to use to face it at the moment. The strange situation in front of me, "Ah, I thought of another question - the message just now said 'give it all to Gawain Cecil', does this 'everything' include this egg?"

The huge abandoned hall was quiet for a while, and it took a long time for Heragor's voice to sound a little dull: "...you asked me."

...

The wind from the plains blows across the vast land. Although the breath of winter has not completely moved away from the northern regions, there is already a trace of warmth in the wind. From Saint-Sunil to Pompeii, from the Gorgon River to the Sorin area, the fertile land is gradually turning green as the weather gets warmer, and the blooming of the light-colored windweed is bringing people on this land Got a good new:

This long and cold winter has finally passed, and the footsteps of the recovery moon are approaching the northern land.

In the Solin area, on the Yongchun green land covered by giant trees, the plants are as lush as ever.

The "miracle" power from the giant tree favors the entire area. In fact, within the coverage of the giant tree of Sorin, you will not feel very obvious changes in spring and winter. Even if the wind from the plain blows into Solinburg, the breath in the wind will It will also be purified and infiltrated by the giant tree, and become consistent with the local environment. But even so, people living in the Solin area can still feel the changes brought about by the arrival of the recovery moon on the Whitsunday Plains: in the edge of the tree canopy, the wind blows the light-colored windweed orchid flowers and leaves, and the cotton-like Grass seeds came from the south on the wind and fell on the windowsill of the outpost outside Thorinburg.

Andersa Wendell, who had long gray hair, stood in the garden of Solinburg and took a deep breath of fresh air. She heard the sound of wings fluttering from the sky, followed her reputation, and happened to see several Only a beautiful bird with green feathers flew over the edge of the castle roof and flew in the direction of the Holy Spirit Plain.

These beautiful birds are not "local residents" of the giant tree of Thorin, they are just here to temporarily escape the cold winter.

The adaptability of wildlife is always amazing, and many animals in the area have now adapted to the presence of the giant trees of Thorin and use this temperate region as a sanctuary for winter. On the days when the plains of the Holy Spirit were snowed heavily, countless beasts and birds gathered in the canopy above Soling Castle and in the bushes at the foot of the castle, and when the temperature in the plains warmed up, these small animals left in a hurry This shelter, to return to their habitat on the plains.

Andersa followed the little birds until they disappeared under the light blue sky at the edge of the canopy, then she took a deep breath, moved her hands and feet, and picked up a branch from the ground as a Practicing with the sword, she began to exercise as in the past ten years - after a long recuperation, her movements were a little rusty at first, but after ten minutes, her movements gradually became smoother.

Halfway through the practice, there were footsteps coming from nearby, and Andersa stopped subconsciously, looking at the corridor on the side of the courtyard - Bud Wendell, who was wearing a researcher uniform, was standing still at the edge of the corridor, with a hint of a smile on his face Looking over here, he clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, very energetic."

"Father," Andersa hung down the branch in her hand, "good morning."

"It seems that you are recovering well," Bud Wendell walked over, "I thought you would have to lie down for at least a few more days before you can have this kind of spirit."

"Actually, I was able to do it a few days ago," Andersa smiled—now she can smile naturally in front of her father, "I recovered very quickly, and the air here seems to be soaked with life. breath."

"You can remove the 'as if', every inch of the air here is indeed soaked with the power of life," Bud also laughed, "Solynburg is the most suitable place for recuperation in Cecil, here only need Lying in bed is equivalent to receiving uninterrupted rejuvenation blessings, and compared to conventional healing spells and medicines, this slow but comprehensive healing can truly leave no hidden dangers."

"Yes, thanks to the breath of life here, I feel that I have fully recovered," Andersa said, looking down at the branch in her hand, and shaking her head helplessly, "But after all, the conditions are limited, and here we can only Practice with branches... I don't think General Margarita will allow me to touch the sword here."

"Believe me, she didn't let you touch the sword more because of your health—a person who survived the aerial bombing, it's better not to be too confident in your body," Bud said, Taking a half step back, he also picked up a branch from the ground, "If you feel that this exercise is not effective enough, I can accompany you for a few minutes."

Andersa froze for a moment, looked at the branch in the other party's hand in surprise, and said after a while: "Father, do you really want to..."

"Does this need to be considered so carefully?" Bud moved his wrist to adapt to the center of gravity and length of the branch, "Don't you think I don't know how to swing a sword anymore when you see me wearing a robe?"

"No, that's not what I meant," Andersa shook her head, and then her eyes quickly became serious. She adjusted her position, stood up with the etiquette of facing the battle, and nodded slightly, "Then, I'm honored .”

Bud stepped forward.

At this moment, a faded scene seemed to emerge in front of his eyes—he saw the family manor in his memory, saw the garden full of pale yellow flowers, and saw his young daughter clumsily pounced on him. Come here, at that time, she was also holding a branch in her hand.

That was the only time in Bard's memory that he accompanied his daughter to "practice sword" as a father.

The drumming sound of air being cut and the rhythmic knocking of footsteps on the ground sounded in the courtyard. This short contest finally lasted less than ten minutes. With a crisp sound, the branch in Andesa's hand was finally crushed Knocked down to the ground——without using extraordinary strength, she still failed to win against the previous wolf general in the end.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have experienced this scene many years ago.

"You won." Andersa stared blankly at the branches that fell on the ground for a moment, then sighed and shook her head, "It seems that I have wasted a lot during my recuperation..."

"Your performance is already very good." Bud shook his head, escaped from the long memory, and threw away the branch in his hand, "My experience and skills already surpassed yours. In fact, a few years ago, I even I have competed with His Majesty Gao Wen with pure sword skills, and I have persisted for a long time in front of a legendary powerhouse like him, and I was able to retreat in the end—so you are not ashamed to lose to your own father. "

His tone was very indifferent, but in the end he couldn't help but feel a little proud - after all, although there were many unspeakable details about what happened back then, it was after all to be able to fight against a legendary hero like Gawain Cecil for a short time and get out of it unscathed. A remarkable feat, such a feat is probably difficult for anyone in the world to perform again, and anyone with a normal sense of honor can boast about this matter for a lifetime.

But Bud is a reserved and well-bred person after all, so he decided to only boast for half his life-this reflects the strong self-control ability of the previous wolf generals.

After hearing her father's words, Andersa was obviously very surprised, even so surprised that she became a little suspicious: "Really? You...have you ever fought against that pioneer? And retreated unscathed?"

Bud recalled a little, and the details about being shot out of the wall, catching a grenade in the face, and running with a broken arm quickly flashed in his mind, and then coughed lightly: "Cough, really."

After all, the grenade was thrown by Byron later. When he evacuated from the castle, his limbs were still intact. Analyzing from a rigorous mathematical point of view, this is considered to be a full retreat.

"Let's not talk about this topic anymore," Bud shook his head, and at the same time his eyes fell on Andersa's face. The latter's hair was hanging down her cheeks, and a gray-white eyepatch was exposed under the broken hair on her forehead, " Compared to the unfamiliarity in sword skills, it is this eye that really affects you... I have already discussed a treatment plan with Ms. Bertila, using the new flesh and blood regeneration technology, maybe your eye can be cured."

Andersa subconsciously touched the eye that was lost in the flames of war. There was no pain there, but when her fingers brushed over it, she seemed to still feel the illusory burning and stinging pain.

After a short silence, she laughed: "Okay, then I'll look forward to it."

"I thought you would refuse, just like last time." Bard glanced at Andersa in surprise, "Do you not mind the flesh and blood regeneration technology and the entangled relationship with Cecil? "

"As you said, it's all trivial matters," Andersa shook her head. "Times have changed, and many things have changed. Stubbornness is not a good thing. I should learn to be flexible."

Bud looked into his daughter's eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a heartfelt smile on his face: "This is a great growth."

"I have grown up for a long time, Father, but your tone seems to be facing a child who has not yet passed the rite of passage," Andersa looked at Bud helplessly, and then she suddenly fell silent, as if thinking of What's the matter, after two or three seconds, he said in a low voice, "Peace negotiations will be held soon, isn't it?"

Bud was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

"...Father, there are newspapers and Magic Web broadcasts everywhere here," Andersa became even more helpless, "Where do you think I usually live? A cave isolated from the world?"

"Oh, that's right," Bud touched his nose in embarrassment, and then cleared his throat, "Ahem, it is true that negotiations are about to take place, but strictly speaking, it will be a reordering." Conference'. The armistice agreement and initial peace negotiations were completed by the generals on the border as early as last month, and what we are preparing now is an international conference at Elf Outpost 112."

"This makes a limited difference to me," Andersa said, "Father, I can't stay here for long, can I?"

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