Chapter 1122 Good News in Good Days

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can she serve as your liaison officer, responsible for the connection between Tarrond and Cecil? As a messenger until the communication is reestablished? If one day we reestablish the cross-sea channel,

She can also serve as your diplomatic assistant—of course? This is a preliminary plan?" Speaker Andal said, "As a resident ambassador? Is it your logistics assistant? The two of you have a tacit understanding of cooperation. Do you think this arrangement is suitable? "

Melita blinked, then laughed: "Of course!"

This arrangement was more than appropriate—it had far exceeded her expectations.

But while she was satisfied, she was a little worried: "There has never been a baby dragon hatched in a place other than Tallond before. After all, the magic environment in Loren Continent is different from here. Dragon eggs can really be hatched over there." Did it hatch safely?"

"You should have more confidence in the vitality of the dragon egg? It's not as fragile as you think?" Heragor said, with a strange look on his face, "And you're going to Cecil... ...Gauwain Cecil can even hatch gods."

Melita couldn't help reminding at the side: "Actually, it's not considered hatched...the last time I saw it was still an egg."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her sentence was inappropriate. The words and sentences seemed to lack respect for the old gods of the Dragon Clan. When he raised his head, he met the same awkward gazes from the two dragon clan leaders.

"...Shall we change the subject?" Heragor finally broke the silence, "For example, let's discuss the details of the economic revitalization plan."

Speaker Andal nodded immediately: "I agree."

...

The bright and warm sunshine spread all over the paths and flowerbeds of the Long Branch Manor, making the small river flowing through the manor glow with sparkling waves. Ferdinand Wendel stood in front of the French windows in the hall of the manor. One from the balcony on the second floor The hanging flower vines are gently swinging outside the floor-to-ceiling windows? The green leaves on the vines are lush? Flowers are embellished.

After the harsh and long winter and the wet and short spring, the midsummer of the Aldernan Plain has finally arrived. The lush summer is unfolding its magnificent picture scroll on this land. It's a good sign, people in the manor and the small town often say this these days-life will probably get better in the second half of the year.

For the aging Grand Duke Ferdinand, this is indeed a good day - the most difficult time is over, and the precious family members have returned to him. After returning from the Battle of Winterhold, today is his happiest day.

The Wendell family is loyal to the empire and has made outstanding achievements, but these years have been declining day by day. He really can't afford to lose another granddaughter.

"Aldernan is building momentum for your return. According to the military's propaganda, you will be a hero who saved the elite winter wolves and prevented the border from completely losing control. His Majesty will personally honor you and hold a welcoming ceremony , the parliament has basically been taken care of in place, and no one will embarrass you and your subordinates," the old man did not turn his head, he knew that Andersa was standing behind him, "As for now, the news announced to the public is Your injury has not healed, and you need to continue to cultivate in Changzhi Manor for a while-you can adjust your state during this period of time, and learn more about the changes in the country during this period, but it is best not to do it except for people you can trust. Meeting guests."

It's been a long time since my grandfather taught me about it like this - Andersa couldn't help thinking.

She is no longer a young girl who has just entered the military and political circles, and there are many truths that no one else needs to teach, but at this moment she is still listening carefully, and did not break the silence until the old Duke finished speaking: "So Your Majesty asked me to temporarily Leaving the imperial capital and recuperating in Changzhi Manor is essentially a kind of protection—will I return to the position of General Wolf?"

"Of course it's a form of protection," the old duke said with a nod. "As for the position of 'General Wolf', Andersa—you have never been deprived of your title. You will return to the army, and you will return soon." Winter Wolf Castle, His Majesty trusts you, he knows what you have done to protect the interests of the empire, and there is no more suitable candidate than you on the northwestern border of the empire. And..."

The voice of the old duke stopped for a while, and Andersa couldn't help asking: "And what?"

"After the First Battle of Winterhold, the Empire suffered a lot of losses. The mad god dealt us a much heavier blow than the outside world guessed——I won't tell you the specific statistics here, you can take your time when you look back. Understand, you just need to know that many famous legions were removed after that battle, including several national knights, and a large number of officers were killed in battle. The entire legion command system will assume the role of the mainstay in such a situation, and even to a certain extent, you are already the only elite force with a relatively complete organization on the northwest border of the empire."

Andersa didn't make a sound, but couldn't help but suffocate.

"Now, you should further understand why His Majesty has spent so much time trying to create a heroic status for you, so that you can return to the empire smoothly and smoothly and regain military power."

"Is there no general available..." Andersa whispered to herself with a somewhat complicated expression, and then sighed slightly, "In any case, fortunately, the empire has passed the most dangerous stage, and now that the alliance is established, we don't have to worry about the outside world at least for the time being." As long as the situation within the empire can remain stable for a period of time, most of the pressure will be relieved with the economic recovery brought about by international trade..."

Duke Ferdinand turned around and looked at Andersa with some surprise: "I didn't expect you to start paying attention to this kind of thing now - Andersa in my memory was a child who never cared about business and internal affairs."

"...After all, I had nothing to do when I was in Solingborough." Andersa showed a trace of embarrassment on her face, and began to reflect on whether she had neglected the "homework" in this area in the past. "When I am free, I will find some Books, as well as newspapers and radio—in my opinion, the newspapers and radio of the Cecilians are of great reference value. Although the form is popular, the content is all-encompassing. Something to make yourself think about, which is different from similar things that we've been pushing."

Duke Ferdinand's eyes were dark for a moment. He listened to Andersa's words, but he couldn't help but think of a long conversation with him after Emperor Rosetta returned to Aldernan not long ago, and the things mentioned in the conversation. ——Thinking, the right to think regardless of class, status or status.

In Aldernan, many nobles questioned this, the stupid dismissed it as meaningless, and the wise realized that this would further shake the foundation of the noble group, but Ferdinand knew that with the With the disclosure of internal documents, these voices of doubt will soon be like words on the beach, and will disappear when the next wave comes.

He shook his head, temporarily put aside the irrelevant associations in his mind, and looked Andersa up and down: "It sounds like your attitude towards Cecil has changed a lot—in the past, you hardly anything positive to say about people and things in that land."

"Would this change of attitude affect the opinion of me among the upper classes of Aldernan?"

"Yes, especially during the time you have just returned to the empire from Cecil, countless pairs of eyes are waiting for your remarks in this regard—although the alliance has been established and peace has become the consensus of everyone, there are many Few people's nerves are still tense, and in the long run, we really need such a group of people with tight nerves," Ferdinand said directly, "so you must control your nerves in public. Words, of course, I also know that you can definitely handle this issue by yourself."

Having said that, the old man paused for a moment before looking at his granddaughter with curiosity: "Well, now you can tell me what made you change your view of that land? You no longer remember the things that happened back then Is it gone?"

"Gavin Cecil is indeed a person worthy of respect. There are many things we can learn from that land. In addition..." Andersa considered her vocabulary, but she couldn't help but hesitate when she said the second half of the sentence. When she got up, she hesitated again and again, and finally made up her mind, "Besides, father is still alive."

Grand Duke Ferdinand's expression froze instantly, and his whole body lost his reaction as if petrified. After more than ten seconds, the old man took a deep breath as if suddenly remembering how to breathe, and stared at Andersa's face with wide eyes. : "What did you say?! You said that Bud...he is still alive?"

"Yes, father is still alive." Andersa took a light breath, she finally organized her words, and the next half of the sentence was exceptionally fluent, "He is in Cecil."

"He's in Cecil?!" Duke Ferdinand opened his mouth wide. Countless thoughts flashed through the old man's mind. His thoughts became chaotic like never before, and it took him a lot of effort to maintain his ability to think, "You mean, Was he captured? Was he captured by the Ansu? Is he now Cecil's prisoner? Or..."

"Calm down, grandfather," Andersa couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed her grandfather's arm. She didn't expect that this old man who is famous for his strength, calmness, and majesty in the empire would have such a gaffe one day, but she thought of what she just said The day she met her father, she knew that her chaotic situation at that time was no better than that of Ferdinand now, "I know what you are thinking, but things are more complicated than you imagined, and my father was not killed by Sisi. He was not captured by Ansu, he...he has experienced many things, and now he is no longer what you know, but he is still a reliable and upright person."

"He..." Ferdinand opened his mouth. He thought of Andersa's character. With her character, there is only one possibility to tell a story in such a difficult way, that is, the matter is really complicated to an unimaginable level. "What is he doing now?"

"He is a researcher of the Cecil Empire."

"Researcher? You mean the kind of person who studies books... a general who is now a scholar?"

"Yes."

"Then what is he studying?"

"I don't quite understand it, but it seems to be studying how to monitor some kind of...signal from a distance. This matter is not a secret there, but even if it is discussed publicly, few people can figure it out."

"So he also became a very... high-level scholar?"

"It seems so."

"The ancestor of the family," Duke Ferdinand couldn't help covering his forehead, "What the hell...what happened?"