Chapter 841 Dragonborn

During the third week of the Moon of Resurrection, dragonborn from the northern realms entered the city of Cecil.

This is the first time that the Dragonborn have visited a human kingdom in an official and public form since the second time when humans established a country on the four continents.

The imperial flags with gold patterns on a blue background fluttered in the wind on the spires of the towers. Colorful ribbons fluttered between the streets and alleys. The sound of the horn came from the direction of the north bank. The scene of entering the city, there are excited children running around the roadside, scrambling for the falling streamers and flower petals, while the citizens gather on several streets where the ceremony is allowed, watching with full curiosity those sitting The envoys in the open-top magic car went to the direction of the palace along the pioneer road.

The elite steel rangers in black light armor rode horses to escort the convoy on both sides, and the ceremonial spears pointed high to the sky, separating the enthusiastic crowd and maintaining order.

Ser Gorosh sat in the second magic car with Asarena, looking at this human city full of vitality and vitality, and where incredible "magic technology" can be seen everywhere, his face couldn't help but show A hint of surprise came: "It's more... prosperous than I thought."

"...It's a bit beyond my imagination," Asarena beckoned to a child cheering at her on the side of the road, and said in a low voice, "You mustn't believe me twenty years ago. What was this place like when we left... At that time, there were no humans living at the foot of the Dark Mountains..."

"...I'm starting to worry about one thing now," Ser Gorosh frowned slightly and said in a strange tone, "I'm worried about whether the experience you have accumulated in your travels in the human world can still be used in this new human empire. …”

Asharena glanced sideways at Ser Gorosh: "Your Excellency, please don't question my ability as an advisor-although human society changes rapidly, many habitual and ceremonial things will not happen in twenty years. It has changed, and although there are many new things in this city, it is not completely beyond mine..."

Halfway through the words of the Dragon Seal Witch, they were suddenly interrupted by a high-altitude, mixed humming screeching sound. She and Ser Gorosh raised their heads in amazement, and they were shocked to see the near noon. In the sunshine, on the clear and cloudless sky, more than a dozen strange machines that looked like steel cones with wings were flying in a neat triangular formation from west to east.

Below those humming machines floated the shimmering ring devices, with peculiar structures reminiscent of dragon wings extending from both sides, they were obviously some kind of man-made objects, and the flight attitude was stable and the coordination was skillful. It was amazing. When this wonderful "flying queue" was about to reach the top of the mission, several of the aircraft suddenly turned on some kind of magic device hanging below, accompanied by streams of light interweaving at high altitude, Sir Gorosh. A huge magical projection appeared in Asarena's field of vision——

On the magic projection, welcome words were written in the common language of human beings and the dragonborn script. They floated over the city, and the scale was larger than any illusionary fireworks that any wizard could create.

The magic projection should be produced by equipment similar to the "Magic Web Broadcasting Device" seen on the street. The Cecilians installed them on the flying machine, and the effect was extremely shocking.

Ser Gorosh looked back after a while. He glanced at Asarena beside him: "Ms. Asarena, is this thing beyond your imagination?"

"...I really didn't think about this..."

"Humans have already made this kind of flying device... and it looks like it can be mass-produced," Ser Gorosh couldn't help but glanced up again, "Is this also 'magic technology'?"

"Looks like we'll get more out of here than we imagined,

"Asaarena said softly, "and I don't know if you noticed, Ser Gorosh, the 'wings' extending from both sides of the aircraft...the shape is very close to the dragon wings. "

"I noticed." Ser Gorosh nodded, and for some reason his daughter, who had been away from home for many years, suddenly appeared in his mind.

Maggie... should be in this city, I don't know how she will react to her coming...

While thinking about it, Ser Gorosh's expression became complicated.

...

"The No. 1 unit has completed the projection task. After 20 seconds, the projection will be turned off, and it is ready to cruise back. The rest of the crew will follow."

"No. 2 understands." "No. 3 understands." "No. 4..."

The response from the wingman kept coming from the communication device. Maggie, who was sitting in the co-pilot position of the captain, breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help looking through the transparent observation window diagonally below, watching the envoy driving down the street at a constant speed. Team team.

In the first phase of the Dragon Cavalry cadets, the air force commander Jin Na sat next to the main driver. The young girl from the Griffin Knight family took a deep breath and calmed down a little nervous. It was the first time to perform such a special The task made her excited face slightly red, and after confirming that the task had been largely completed and there were no mistakes, she turned to look at Maggie: "Miss Maggie, this time is also hard on you...Miss Maggie? You have Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ah? Ah, no, it's nothing," Maggie woke up and quickly waved her hand, "I thought about something."

"It's rare," Jin Na said, shaking her head. "You can get distracted when you're on a mission."

Maggie showed a slightly stiff smile, and the corner of her eyes swept through the observation window diagonally below again, her face becoming complicated.

It was only when I was preparing for the flight in the morning that I found out that there was actually my own father in the team of envoys this time, but in fact such information should have been sent to His Majesty the Emperor many days ago. The news was suppressed for so long before I told myself... ...It was inevitable that Maggie wondered if it was His Majesty who was making fun of herself.

But Maggie quickly shook her head vigorously, tossing this unreliable idea out of her mind-His Majesty Gawain Cecil was a majestic and wise man, and he shouldered the burden of the entire empire, he would not have This kind of bad taste, the reason why no one came to tell him the details of the mission in advance was either because of the need for confidentiality, or because His Majesty was usually too busy to pay attention to these details.

Miss Longborn, who ran away from home, quickly convinced herself and continued to worry about what might happen next.

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The place where the messengers were entertained was still in the banquet hall of the Autumn Palace.

After a sightseeing trip from Pioneer Avenue to the Autumn Palace, Sir Gorosh finally met the rulers of the new human empire-Gawain and Hetty and several other people in a brightly lit and imposing hall. The senior officials of the Government Affairs Office stood in front of the steps in the banquet hall of the Autumn Palace and watched the dragonborn in alien costumes come to him. Accompanied by a red-haired woman, a serious middle-aged man stepped forward and handed in a letter from Grand Duke Balogar.

"Hail to you, His Majesty Emperor Cecil, to you, knight of knights, pioneer of pioneers . The "pioneer" who has a legendary story in the human world, and even created the miracle of resurrection from the dead, did not show any overly curious or prying eyes. The title and standard words came immediately, "I bring the ruler of the extreme northern mountains, the guardian of the dragonborn kingdom, the lord of rocks and ice... the greetings of His Majesty Balogar, the mighty and wise Dragonblood Archduke, And the friendly will of the Holy Dragon Principality."

"Welcome to Cecil," Gawain's response was much simpler and more straightforward, "Cecil and the Duchy of Saint Dragon have always been close neighbors, and we will always welcome visitors from the extreme northern mountains."

At the same time, he was a little surprised - he had not heard such a standard opening speech for a long time, with a long list of honorary titles and flattering speeches, this dragonborn messenger came from a world that had been isolated from the human kingdom for many years. The sentence is surprisingly human-like.

It seems that in the far north, many dragonborn's impressions of humans are still stuck in the past Anzu era.

——In order to prevent conflicts in etiquette and culture, and to ensure the standardization of the ritual process, the messengers had already been familiar with some of the etiquette regulations of Cecil in the Winter Fort in the north before they came to Cecil City, With the help of Victoria, the interview process was adapted in advance, but although the process was rehearsed in advance, the audience words of the envoys were drawn up by the Holy Dragon Duchy (Duchess Victoria only confirmed that there were no taboos in these words).

And now, some words in these rather classical phrases even made Gawain feel a little dumbfounded.

Of course, he remained calm and indifferent on the surface, without revealing the slightest.

After handing in the credentials, completing the necessary interview ceremonies, introducing each other, and going through all the appointment procedures, Gawain did not let the guests from afar go through more red tape, but directly entered the main point of Cecil hospitality. Session - Announcing the start of the feast.

When the dazzling food was displayed in front of the guests, a light and pleasant melody echoed in the hall, and the attendant began to guide the guests to their seats, Ser Gorosh approached Asha Lena, and couldn't help whispering: "Although the advance I understand a bit, but the etiquette rules of the 'Cecil Empire' seem to be much simpler than I thought... It seems that it is not as complicated and complicated as the human kingdom mentioned in the data."

Asarena tilted her head slightly and glanced at Ser Gorosh: "Do you prefer simple procedures or complicated rules?"

Ser Gorosh smiled slightly. "Personally, of course I prefer this - simple and straightforward communication is more to my liking."

Asarena smiled, but said nothing more.

In her impression, human beings like to show their "orthodoxy" and "inheritance" with complicated and complicated etiquette and rules. This is very different from Dragonborn. Although Dragonborn also attaches great importance to tradition and abides by the rules, it is more Most of it is a kind of respect for tradition and "obedience" to ancient admonitions, while human's adherence to etiquette and rules is an unnecessary "external decoration" in the eyes of Dragonborn. It's more like having decorative feathers all over the body, etiquette for etiquette, and rules for rules.

It is precisely because of the existence of such cognition that the Dragonborn has been prejudiced against the human world for a long time: in their opinion, humans, a short-lived race, pursues too much "orthodoxy" and "inheritance". ', but it seems to be different.

Asarena never imagined that in just twenty years, humanity has changed in this regard.

In her mind, a young, heroic, yet condescending mercenary leader appeared, and then this figure turned into a general with a neglected beard and a medal and a ribbon on his body.

Only twenty years.

Humans...what an interesting creature.

The feast has begun.

After entering the part of free activities and exchanges, the guests began to walk around the table, get food and talk to each other, Ser Gorosh will naturally contact the Emperor Cecil first, and Asha Lena brings three points Curiosity roamed the hall at will.

Her "consultant" is to play a role in analyzing the data later, but at this moment she is very idle.

In the process of picking up various human delicacies known or not, and chatting casually with people passing by, a small figure suddenly ran by.

It was a girl in a light yellow dress who looked underage. She was holding a large plate full of food in her hand, and with a happy smile on her face, she was happily running from a long table full of food to Another table.

Asha Lena frowned subconsciously - a child?

She was curious as to why a child would appear here, but soon realized that it should be a member of the royal family or the son of a high-ranking imperial family, who was running around with a plate full of food and looked like everyone else in the hall. Everyone's "atmosphere" is very different, but Asharena couldn't help but laugh.

But at this moment, she saw that the cheerful girl's feet suddenly slipped, as if she lost her balance while running, and she was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Asarena raised her finger slightly, and an invisible force lifted the girl's body, causing her to regain her footing quickly.

This was just a handy help, and no one should have noticed. Asarena smiled and shook her head, and was about to turn away, but she didn't expect the girl in the light yellow dress to look over immediately. and come this way.

This child has a keen sense of magic!

Just as Asharena had such exclamations in her heart, the girl had already walked in front of her. She bowed politely without opening her mouth, but a slightly mechanical voice came from somewhere on the back of her neck: "Thank you~Ma'am~"

"You don't have to...you're welcome," Asarena looked at the girl in front of her in surprise. She was sure that she hadn't seen the child open her mouth to speak just now. "You...are you talking?"

"Yeah! But I use 'it' to talk~!" the girl said happily, turning around, showing the strange metal device on the back of her neck, which looked like a squashed silver-white spine, He was obediently fitting on the back of the girl's neck, "This is called a nerve thorn. By the way, ma'am, are you a dragonborn? I heard that today we are entertaining guests, from the Holy Dragon Principality. I know a man named Maggie. My sister, she is also a dragonborn... ah, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Pea..."

Asarena: "...?!"