Chapter 563 Preliminary Trust

When both parties choose to be open and honest, the conversation will naturally become a lot easier.

At Gawain's initiative, Melita no longer used the polite attitude of "Agent of the Mithril Treasure House" to talk to him, and no longer used "you" in her speech. In this case, it was obviously a manifestation of increasing trust. .

Talking with dragons is a novel and interesting experience, but the real dragons are obviously not the same as those myths and legends - Gawain knows those legends, those passed down among bards, recorded on ancient stone tablets, in mysterious legends. According to legends recorded in the obscure handbooks of scholars, humans seem to like to use exaggerated and mysterious language to describe this powerful creature. The legendary dragons are powerful, proud, and rulers of the sky. Bright Treasure has a surprising fanaticism, and in the ancient times, he especially liked to plunder the human kingdom. There is even a legend that the ancestors of the Gondor Empire were dragon slayers. They defeated the dragons in exchange for human domination of the continent. ...

Melita Purnia was particularly helpless to these legends.

"We're a highly civilized race, but the stories you mention describe us more like powerful, unrestrained beasts, and dragons love treasures—but when did we raid? Isn't doing business faster than robbery?"

Gawain... admires the calm attitude of the Dragon Clan on this issue.

"The races on this continent always like to make up similar stories. The last dozen or so centuries have been better. There was a period of time when your human dragon slaughter was particularly prosperous. It seems that a young man from the village would kill a dragon or two if he didn't. It seems that they are not qualified to appear in the story of the bard," Melita added, "The trend even attracted the attention of the jury. We sent special observers to the Loren Continent to conduct an investigation to see if There was a conflict between the dragons and the human kingdoms who went out on missions - as a result, the observers brought back three bards, and they cheated and drank in our kingdom for a lifetime."

"The unknown is disturbing, a powerful and mysterious race, naturally someone will arrange a bunch of sensational legends for him," Gawain remarked helplessly, and then the conversation changed, "but the story of the dragon destroying the kingdom sometimes It's not entirely fabricated, is it?"

"Why do you say that?" Melita's eyes widened immediately, "We didn't do it..."

Gawain spread his hands: "Old Cecil was destroyed by Longyan."

Melita choked back the second half of her sentence and coughed again and again: "Cough, cough..."

"Could that be you?" Gawain asked tentatively, looking at Melita's reaction, recalling the morphological characteristics of the giant dragon he had witnessed.

"You were there at the time?" Melita recovered from her cough.

Looking at Gawain in surprise, "Why didn't I find out..."

"Sure enough, it's you," Gao Wen looked at Melita from head to toe. Although he had confirmed the facts, it was really difficult for him to associate the petite lady in front of him with the dragon shadow that covered the sky. "Then it seems that we have to meet one more time."

"I had no choice at that time," Melita's voice seemed to have a hint of embarrassment, "The land has been infested with magical energy, and the number of aberrations has exceeded the proliferation threshold. Only by burning the pollution with a fire can the situation be prevented from deteriorating. "

"I understand, I've dealt with aberrations," Gawain waved his hand, "I didn't mention this to ask guilt, just to satisfy my own curiosity, and I'm also curious about another thing - you guys What do the dragons think of me, a man who has come back from the dead?"

Melita Purnia looked at Gawain carefully, and said hesitantly, "Actually, in the beginning, your resurrection brought us nothing but chaos."

Gao Wen frowned and said incomprehensibly, "Confusion?"

"...It took us more than a month to find out what you stored in the treasure house..."

Gao Wen: "..."

This is really reasonable.

Melita has the following text: "Then we mobilized a lot of manpower to investigate all the tombs of the clients who signed a custody agreement with the Mithril Treasury and died within the agreement period-every grave was checked again. , even if there are no bones left, we have also confirmed it in various places."

Gao Wen: "..."

This TM makes more sense.

He even had a little bit of business doubts about the legendary Millennium Organization of the Mithril Treasury for a while: "I signed an indefinite storage agreement with you at the beginning, will you take the things within the storage period due to the death of the client? go……"

"No, please don't doubt our professional ethics," Melita interrupted Gawain immediately, "We will not misappropriate the client's custody during the custody period, but... it will be transferred to the large warehouse, It's not very easy to find."

Gawain felt that it would be better to end this topic that makes both Long and Long suspect life.

All that can be said seems to be over.

"Anyway, I'm glad we have a better understanding of each other," he stood up and stretched out his hand to Melita, "As you said, the dragons have no ill will towards the world, I would like to believe, I also hope you can believe that I have no objection to the Dragon Race."

"It is also our reward to find a friend who can communicate frankly in the secular kingdom," Melita and Gawain held hands together, "Our openness and honesty stemmed from an accident. Fortunately, this accident brought good result."

Gawain looked at Melita's lavender eyes that were outside the veil, and his expression became a little serious: "I am a person who has experienced many incredible things, please believe that everything I have really experienced is higher than what you think" Vin Cecil' knows a lot more, and I can accept all the bizarre truths, including the Tide, and the Black Trap. If you find the time to tell me - or find a way to tell me , please come anytime, I am ready at any time."

"I will convey your words to the jury without a word."

Melita said calmly, she used the word "you" again, not to show distance, but to show solemnity.

Gawain nodded and said, "In addition, about the Mithril Treasure Store in Cecil..."

Melita blinked: "Do you want to shut them down?"

"Keep driving," Gawain laughed, and his answer surprised Melita, "As long as they operate legally and pay taxes according to the law, I have no reason to expel them."

He couldn't expel the Mithril treasure house, or rather, he couldn't expel the agents of the dragon race.

Even if he and Melita had a good chat at this moment, it would not change the gap between the dragon clan and the current Principality of Cecil. The other party is a high-ranking civilization that has gone through countless years. The power operating on the continent exceeds that of any human kingdom. If they want to "observe", then there is no way for Gawain to expel them now.

Without the Mithril Vault, maybe they could build a Dark Iron Vault the next day, a Fine Vault — and it would be completely secretive.

At least, the Mithril treasury still belongs to the industrial and commercial record in the Government Affairs Office, which is equivalent to a third-party intelligence organization that has been placed on the bright side. For a ruler, if he cannot clean up all hidden dangers, then he At least keep these factors under control.

"The Dragon Clan will remember this trust," Melita lowered her head slightly after a moment of silence, "Please rest assured, it may not be long before we have a deeper level of trust in each other."

"I'm waiting for that day."

Gawain said with a smile, and watched Melita walk to the door of the study, but he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stopped the other party: "Wait a minute - don't you want this box?"

He picked up the box full of mithril rings and shook it at the agent lady.

According to the experience of watching TV in the past life, he felt that the other party should wave his hand freely, indicating that these things are no longer important - after all, these Mithril Rings now seem to be just an introduction for the other party and himself to open up a topic, and they should also Nowhere is precious.

But in fact, Melita walked back quickly in the next second and took the box in her hand: "Ah, I forgot about this..."

Gawain: "...Miss My little pony, is this important?"

"It's important. And why did your accent change back?"

Gao Wen waved his hand: "It's more customary to call you that."

Melita glanced at Gawain and shook her head: "Humans, it's really hard to understand."

Then the elegant and mysterious surrogate lady clutched her box and limped away.

Gawain stood quietly behind the desk for a while, then turned his head and looked at the corner by the window.

It was empty and there was no breath.

Amber slipped early.

He shook his head helplessly, pushed open the window, and shouted to the yard, "Come back—people are gone!"

In the next second, a swift black shadow pierced the air and rushed into the study, and condensed the figure of the half-elf lady in the center of the room.

Amber patted his chest with an exaggerated expression of fear: "My mother!! My mother!! That Melita is actually a dragon?! You stayed in the same room with a humanoid dragon for two hours. ?!"

When Melita first entered the study, the shame of the elf was still in the room, but she stayed hidden as always, but Gawain felt it was real, the moment Melita revealed her identity as a giant dragon, this guy escaped.

Melita must have noticed this, but she clearly didn't care about the little half-elf.

"Compared to this, as the lord's guard, you ran away at the first time, is that appropriate?" Gawain glanced at Amber, "I thought you would at least run and call someone, but it was caught in the yard. Ants for two hours?"

Amber looked shameless: "I wanted to call someone, but I observed it first, and found that the two of you were still chatting well, so I didn't call—what did you say, this I can't beat the grass and startle the snake..."

It seems that this guy didn't run far, but was observing the situation nearby, which made Gawain somewhat relieved.

"Normally I can't teach you those words. You use them when you find a chance," Gawain shook his head, then pondered for a while, and ordered, "Do something serious—list all the Mithril treasure stores and agents in the territory. Focus on monitoring, usually pay more attention.”

"Secret surveillance?"

"Secret surveillance is fine."

Gawain has no way to expel the dragon's agent, and he doesn't want to make the relationship with the dragon dead-if possible, he prefers to have a good relationship with this ancient and powerful exotic civilization, but That doesn't mean he doesn't do anything.

He retains the mithril treasury and its agents in the territory, but monitors them properly. This is a normal move that will not irritate the Dragon Race, and it will also allow the Council to maintain a minimum control over those low-level agents. ability.

He has a judgment - in terms of the relationship between the dragon family and the black trap, the concern for the secular country, and their own possible civilization level, retaining those agents and low-level stores... will come in handy sooner or later.