Chapter 689 Speaker Andal

On the mainland of Tal Lund, the dragon city of Agondore, in the magnificent palace where the jury is located, the blue dragon Melita?? Purnia and the white dragon Noretta walked through the extremely spacious palace corridor, facing the Go to the room where the highest speaker of the panel is located.

The magnificent ancient palace has been standing on this land for thousands of years. Inside the palace is a familiar scene that Melita has seen since she was a child. She saw the solemn golden columns supporting those complicated arch beams, and the arch beams are interlaced to form as if Some kind of giant skeleton-like structure, the dome made of limestone is covered on the arch beam, and each roof is carved with intricate and complicated patterns, depicting the memorable moments in the history of the dragon tribe, and on both sides of the corridor, crystal-like The translucent synthetic material hangs down along the column, and the brilliance of the stars floats and emerges upstream of those crystalline films, waiting for visitors to read and interact at any time.

Probably because of the influence of the sacred ceremony, there were very few visitors in the palace of the jury. Apart from Melita, there were only three or five staff members walking around in the huge corridor. There were more automatic service machines than people. The "iron servant" light wheel with golden or light blue shell flies, silently passing through the gates and columns along the energy lines on the floor, maintaining the complex and ancient technical facilities in this palace, or executing With other orders from "Omega", he is busy, as if he is never free.

Complicated, exquisite, majestic to the point of palpitations, advanced to the unbelievable.

However, under this exquisite shell, there is a quagmire of technology that has sunk.

Melita raised her head and looked at the complicated patterns on the dome and the energy pipelines hidden between the patterns. She couldn't help but whispered, "The biggest upgrade is just a pattern change."

When technology reaches its limit, a wall stands in front of all researchers, and all the knowledge and tools at hand cannot shake this wall, so society comes to a standstill, civilization enters a bottleneck, no new theories are developed, no new The principle was discovered, all technological progress is tinkering on the existing technical products, and even tinkering is difficult to achieve in the end-they have reached the limit of the civilization level in terms of technology and operating principles, reaching The "perfect" state of the current technical level, and changing another screw is a retrogression and destruction, so the only thing left that can continue to develop is art and aesthetics, and what the dragons can do is only left. Use patterns, reliefs, decorations and complex and exquisite shapes to reflect the renewal of products.

Ultimately, dragons, who once favored a rough and pragmatic style, built these magnificent palaces in their realm to this day.

White Dragon Noretta shook his head, with a faint and helpless smile on his face: "The era of sinking, isn't it?"

"The world outside is changing so fast, and that sense of vitality fascinates dragons," Melita said softly, "almost every day there are people rejoicing at new things, and people face new changes every day, whether it's For good or for bad, change is always their theme."

"Before touching the fence,

The flock always thinks that the yard is vast and boundless. Haven't you seen enough of the so-called new things and changes in the past seasons of civilization? "

Melita raised her eyebrows and glanced at her friend: "Noretta, I am a young dragon, and my curiosity has not been satisfied."

White Dragon Noretta chuckled: "Probably - I hope that the thing that interests you so much will interest the Supreme Speaker as well. He is an old dragon, and his curiosity has long ceased to waver."

At the end of the corridor, the gorgeous alloy door sensed the approach of the visitor, and the access control system immediately read the identity data of the two humanoid dragons. With a pleasant sound, a series of beautiful streamers flowed through the door, leading to the speaker's room. The entrance is open.

In a large circular hall, a pale golden platform is placed in the center of the room, and a large number of crystal clear "crystal curtains" hang down from around the platform. The surface is constantly refreshed with massive data and patterns. Above, a huge golden dragon like a human house is quietly prostrate on the "throne" made of countless cables, pipes and fabrics.

He was quite old even by dragon standards, his once-beautiful scales tarnished and covered his massive body like shoddy copper sheets, and his spine was lined with numerous joints and metal cladding, matching the ceiling The dangling cables are connected, and the traces of mechanical and biochemical transformation are all over the surface of this old body. Under the skin is a bionic skin with flickering lights, and the claws are connected to a cold and hard alloy skeleton.

Melita walked towards the semi-mechanized dragon elder and bent down in front of the platform: "Salute to you, Speaker Andal."

The old golden dragon lowered its head, and a mechanical prosthetic eye embedded in the skull telescopically adjusted the focus, but the other slightly cloudy creature's eyeball still shone with wisdom and warmth, and a gentle voice came from the surrounding "Ah, Melita... The best agent of the Mithril Treasure House, dear boy, do you want to revoke the bonus penalty against you?"

Melita's eyes suddenly lit up: "Can you?!"

"Can't."

"..."

After a brief and embarrassing silence, Melita returned to her normal state and took out the things that made her return to Tallond early this time: "Sir, I have received a special entrustment, I hope you can see it for yourself. Regarding the recent changes in Loren Continent, I also have some situation reports."

"Commission? It's rare to see a commission that can be presented directly to me... from the elf royal court, or an element lord?"

"Gawain?? Cecil."

"...Hmmm," Speaker Andal was silent for a while, and let out a chuckle, and the stack of manuscripts in Melita's hand floated into the air and spread out in front of the speaker, "...hope This time it's not a permanent save... oh? The content seems interesting."

The Speaker completed the scanning and reading of all the manuscripts in almost an instant. Several connection terminals near his spine flickered, and an auxiliary thinking unit near the skull also woke up, apparently caused by the content of the manuscript. interest - albeit a small one.

"It includes the understanding of productive forces and production relations, as well as the deduction of social change... It is not very profound, but you say this is what Gawain?? Cecil summed up in the current era?"

Melita lowered her head: "It should also include his experience in the Gondor Empire."

"Ha... The productivity structure of the Gondor Empire is deformed, and their social system can't give birth to experience in this area," Speaker Andal chuckled, with a slight red light flashing in the robotic eyes, "I'm a little interested. Now, Gawain? What does Cecil want the treasure house to do with this manuscript?"

"This is exactly what I want to report..." Melita raised her head and said with a smile.

Her report was very detailed, including not only the entrustment of Gawain Cecil, but also her own observation and evaluation of the "pioneering hero". Finally, she also mentioned the current development of Cecil's empire , and the continuation of that ancient plan of disobedience in the present era.

"...To sum up, I think Gawain Cecil and the order he created may become a valuable variable, and we should pay more attention to it and further increase the level of contact when necessary."

Speaker Andal was silent for a few seconds, his auxiliary thinking unit ran at high speed, and exchanged a series of data with "Omega" that outsiders could not know, and finally said: "The current level of contact is enough. It is high, there is no need to improve for the time being, but the 'variable' you mentioned... does have a certain value."

"That……"

"But he is not necessarily the only variable, child," Speaker Andar's voice continued, "there are reports from other agents that the human Typhon Empire is also producing huge changes, technological and cultural breakthroughs. All are going on, and the silver empire of the elves is gradually 'thawing', trying to start development again. Although they have also fallen into the quagmire of technology similar to ours, they have not been 'locked' after all, and there is a possibility of breaking the seal. In addition, the Violet Kingdom, the Dwarf Royal Court, and the High Ridge Kingdom all have signs of social changes or technological breakthroughs... These can all be used as variables."

Melita blinked, and nodded after thinking for a while: "...I'm a little too concerned about the Cecil Empire."

"This is your area of ​​responsibility, it's justified to pay more attention, and..." Speaker Andal's voice paused for a while, as if he was considering vocabulary, "Gawain?? Cecil is a variable that is indeed a bit different. Who guided him on that voyage that year, we have not yet investigated clearly, the mystery hidden in this human being makes me quite curious."

"It seems that Gawain?? Cecil himself does not know about this," Melita said, "I have talked to him many times, and it seems that his memory of that secret voyage has been erased by some factors, including the voyage. All the memories related to it before and after the voyage have been wiped clean, and all the people who acted with him back then left no clues, and even the people who traveled with him couldn't find out."

"There are not many 'people' in the world who can hide from the eyes of the Mithril Treasure House..." The old golden dragon's voice was low, calm and powerful, "Keep in touch with Gawain?? Cecil, this The entrustment, the Mithril Treasure House accepted."

Melita saluted respectfully: "Yes."

Part of the lights in the room flickered, a secret door in the corner of the room opened, and a mechanical servant flew out from it and took over the manuscripts that had been rearranged. Speaker Andal nodded to Melita: " Melita, is there anything else?"

Melita was about to leave, but she hesitated to stop, and under the gaze of the old Speaker's mechanical prosthetic eye, she finally couldn't help but speak: "Your Excellency Speaker, I met a gene in Loren Continent. The flawed dragon..."

"Oh? You went to the Holy Dragon Principality?"

"No, it's in the territory of Ansu - of course it's already the Cecil Empire now," Melita breathed, and her words became smooth again, "It's a black dragon, its wings are half developed, but because of The genetic defect has stopped development, and her body is deformed to a certain extent. She left the Holy Dragon Principality for some reason and chose to live in human society, and it seems that she has lived for many years..."

Speaker Andal's gentle voice interrupted Melita's story: "Then what?"

"Your Excellency, the black dragon is normal except for the deformity of the body. She has a sound mind, and her human form is also very healthy, which is sufficient for all tasks that do not require flying, so I am very curious..."

White Dragon Noretta, who was silent all along, couldn't help but reminded softly: "Melita, you have asked this topic before..."

However, Melita didn't seem to hear her friend's reminder, and asked persistently: "I'm curious about the reason for the exile of the genetically deficient people, is it just because they were born deformed? The Holy Dragon Duchy is the most important place in Loren Continent. The cold northern end has been exiled for so many years, isn't there a deadline?"

"...The Dragon Empire never required the exiles to build their nests in the iceberg, the Senate just let them leave Tallond, and it was their own decision to settle down at the northern end of the Loren continent, and as for the reason for exile... Genetic contamination enough."

Melita raised her head and looked at the majestic and aged ancient dragon, who was only calm.

After two full minutes, Melita turned her eyes away under the gaze of the mechanical prosthetic eye. She lowered her head: "I understand, Your Excellency the Speaker."

Speaker Andal stared at the young junior in front of him, and many devices connected to it in the room made a pleasant low-pitched sound, and his voice came from the speaker: "Melita, you are young and energetic, which is very rare in the dragon family. Precious quality, I don't mind you asking some reckless questions because of this. Instead, I hope you can maintain this curiosity for a long time, and may it accompany you for a lifetime - but there are some things that you are destined to be unable to change now, and it is not suitable for you. Yes, I hope you understand that."

Melita replied respectfully and sincerely: "Yes, Your Excellency Speaker, I understand."

"Go back, take a rest, and then prepare for the audience ceremony. God will dispel your exhaustion and pain. When you are fully recovered, go back to your post."

"Yes, Your Excellency."