Chapter 854 Big Project

Seeing Emperor Cecil smiling calmly and indifferently in front of him, Ser Gorosh felt a bit of surprise in his heart.

He found that the attitude of the ruler of the empire was far calmer than he had imagined, as if he had already expected Dragonborn's answer today - or, no matter what Dragonborn answered, he seemed to have made a plan.

"Sir, although Cecil and the Duchy of the Holy Dragon live next to each other, in the past few hundred years, the two countries have not had sufficient communication. It is inevitable that there will be insufficient understanding or even misunderstanding between us." Gawain noticed that Gorosh was stunned for a while, and he just smiled slightly, "Based on this, it is normal for us to encounter some problems and overturn some plans during the contact process, we should be fully prepared for this, and Always believe in our mutual will for peace - no?"

Gorosh bowed his head: "...I agree with that."

Afterwards, the dragon descendants expressed their views on the exchanges between the two countries, and put forward specific responses to Gao Wen's previous plans, such as the opening of business channels, study abroad programs, technical exchanges, and many proposals by resident ambassadors. Throw it out, and then either reach a consensus, or shelve it for the time being, or produce a specific revision plan... Time passes unknowingly.

Gao Wen finally withdrew all plans involving resource development, basic engineering holdings, and educational output, while the Holy Dragon Principality agreed to most of the regular business projects and normal diplomatic projects, and most importantly, they were willing to work within a certain range. Accept Cecil New Dollars as the settlement currency for business activities in both countries.

In the early days, this settlement was just an experiment and observation, but as long as this step was taken, Gawain was satisfied.

He can already announce: Holy Dragon Duchy is already a member of Cecil's settlement area.

Of course, what Gawain and Golosh have today is just a closed-door meeting. They will personally formulate a set of large frameworks, and there are countless details that need to be scrutinized and formulated in the details of this framework-this part of the content will be It will be fully discussed in the larger meeting for several days after that, Cecil's diplomats, the council's think tank and the Dragonborn's advisory group will be the protagonists of the follow-up meeting.

But at that time, it was not Gawain who personally asked about all the details - Heidi, as the resident grand consul in the imperial capital, would take over the follow-up affairs.

The long and extraordinarily exhausting meeting came to an end.

The proposals prepared in advance have been fully communicated, thick documents and shorthand materials are piled on the clerk's desk, the magic net terminal used to record images and sounds has been replaced twice with crystals, while Dragonborn and Cecil Everyone got a relatively satisfactory answer.

After canceling some of the bills directly, with the utmost patience and sincerity on both sides, everything progressed faster than Gawain expected.

Finally, when the giant sun was getting closer to the horizon, Ser Gorosh let out a soft sigh, then looked at Gawain and raised the last topic of the day——

"Your Majesty," said the Dragonborn ambassador with a serious expression, "I want to talk to you... about Wings of Steel."

"Ah, I was about to bring up this topic," Gawain was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Then what do you think about this Cecil cutting-edge engineering product?"

"...it is an incredible creation, I think any dragonborn has to admit it, it allows us to really touch and understand the potential and prospects of the so-called 'magic technology', as well as the possible impact on the dragonborn. Potential influence," Ser Gorosh said frankly without any stingy words of praise, and frankly expressed his high opinion, but then he changed the conversation, "However, there is one thing, I don't know if you know - in St. Dragonborn flying is prohibited by law and tradition in the Dragon Duchy, and this taboo is very...important in Dragonborn society.

"We don't touch the blue sky, not only because our wings are not as complete and strong as real dragons, but also because our traditions don't allow it - this taboo may be difficult for outsiders to understand, and you may even find it inexplicable, but There is one thing you need to understand, at least in the eyes of the Dragonborn, this is an unalterable fact."

Gawain listened to Ser Gorosh with a calm expression, and then raised his eyebrows: "That is to say, the Dragonborn will not accept this technology - not only will the government not accept it, but it will also prohibit any civil People can bring it to the Holy Dragon Principality by any means."

Gorosh nodded lightly: "That's it - it will soon be listed as a contraband, and its import, sale, and use are prohibited, and our Dragon Blood Council will introduce clear laws in the short term."

Unexpectedly, unfortunately.

Several council officials at the scene, and even Gao Wen himself, did not hide the disappointment on their faces.

But soon, Hetty, who was sitting next to Gawain, read something from Ser Gorosh's expression-as a careful and keen person, she found that there was some hesitation in Ser Gorosh's eyes, as if he was still Have something to say.

"Sir," Hetty said, "you should have something to say about Wings of Steel?"

"No hiding from your eyes, ma'am," Gorosh said slowly with a smile, "the laws and taboos I mentioned above do exist, but . , the gate of the Holy Dragon Principality is about to open, and it is difficult for us to restrain the behavior of those dragonborn who walk out of the gate, and it is even more impossible to prohibit what happens in other countries..."

Heidi couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "That is to say..."

"If those dragonborn who come to Cecil to study or do business become interested in 'Wings of Steel', and they have enough money to buy them, then the Dragonblood Council will not be in control, nor will it be in the Those dragonborn will be held accountable after they return home," Ser Gorosh said slowly, but his tone was a little odd, as if these were not his own thoughts, "I mean, as long as they don't bring the Ironwings to the north... …”

Gawain was stunned. He understood the meaning of the other party, but he was a little surprised-he knew that these dragonborn messengers must have a way to contact their home country, because last night, the magic monitoring device in Cecil City had captured several pointers. The unrecognizable magic fluctuations in the extreme north are the iron evidence of ultra-long-distance communication, so he can be sure that no matter who Sir Gorosh thought of these words in the first place, it must have been the dragon's blood in the end. The Grand Duke, and even the acquiescence of the Dragon Blood Council, said it.

Because Gorosh is the "ambassador" representing all the Dragonborn here, every word he voluntarily utters here is actually equivalent to the will of the Holy Dragon Principality voluntarily expressed.

This is interesting.

In theory, the Dragonblood Grand Duke should be the toughest and strictest, and in theory the Dragonblood Council should uphold the traditions and laws of the Dragonborn. They acquiesced to the Dragonborn to take advantage of this loophole.

In this context, when it comes to "flying," acquiescence is almost equal to encouragement.

They don't actually mind the Dragonborn flying - they just forbid the Dragonborn to fly in the Holy Dragon Duchy, or more precisely, they forbid the Dragonborn to fly over the northernmost tip of the continent...

The reason for this is probably a secret for the time being, but Gawain is naturally happy to see this happen.

He only needs to let the Dragonborn use the Iron Wings in the south of the Holy Dragon Principality, and they can fly freely without worrying about the opinions of the Holy Dragon Principality. As for whether they can fly in the north... As Cecil the ruler, he didn't care about it.

"I think I understand what you mean," Gawain nodded, "then we will control the flow of Steel Wings - it will not flow to the Holy Dragon Duchy, we can even ban this by legislation, and you can also crack down on those The smuggling of Steel Wings, the two countries can cooperate in this regard.”

"That's for the best - of course, we'll have to discuss the details of restricting the use of Ironwings in the North later, as there are bound to be too 'brave' Dragonborn looking for ways to further challenge tradition," Ser Gorosh said, in a tone of voice. Suddenly there was a little helplessness in the middle, "You should understand that young people... and young dragonborn, will be somewhat... rebellious."

"I understand very well," Gao Wen laughed when he heard the words, and then suddenly changed the topic and his expression became solemn, "Since we have already talked about this topic, I want to say a few more words."

"Please speak."

"Wings of steel can make the dragonborn fly like a giant dragon—and the flying dragon itself means a powerful force," Gawain said very seriously, "About this..."

Ser Gorosh immediately understood what Gawain meant, and he immediately said: "The dragonborn in Cecil naturally abide by Cecil's laws. I think that since you can create Wings of Steel, you must also be able to control those equipment. The Dragonborn of Iron Wings, otherwise your country should not bring this kind of thing to the market."

Gawain nodded lightly: "I want to say two things, and what you mentioned is exactly one of them."

"Oh?" Ser Gorosh looked curious. "Then your second thing is..."

"I just wanted to confirm," Gawain smiled, "As far as I know, the laws of the Holy Dragon Duchy should not prohibit Dragonborn from becoming mercenaries of other countries..."

The gazes of Gorosh and several consultants on the scene all fell on Asarena, who shrugged and said helplessly, "That's a personal act."

"It's true that our laws do not prohibit this," Ser Gorosh said with a serious expression, turning his head back, "but the main reason for that is that the Holy Dragon Duchy has not officially opened its doors to the public before today, just as Asha Lei said. What Ms. Na said—even if there is a dragonborn who has left the country to become a mercenary, it is only a personal act.

"If you mean that Cecil wants to establish a formal foreign corps in the name of the country, and wants to make this part of the agreement between the Cecil Empire and the Holy Dragon Duchy... then we will do it once The meeting, let’s have a serious discussion.”

The corners of Gawain's mouth were slightly raised.

The Mr. Ambassador in front of him was cautious and did not directly acknowledge or endorse anything.

But he said it could be talked about — and that was enough.

All that's left is bargaining.

...

The giant sun has gradually fallen below the horizon, and there is only a pale red afterglow left in the horizon. This faint light spreads from the plain on the west side, reflecting on the tall iron towers and construction machinery, and also on the tall and magnificent. on the pyramid-shaped building.

The peculiar building standing on the ground faced the afterglow of the setting sun, and a stream of magic power flowed slowly in some wall cracks on its surface, and a faint rune mark emerged from the base of the building. Make it more and more silent and mysterious.

"It's a beautiful building," the great architect Gordon stood beside a construction machine in the open field, staring at the pyramid-shaped facility not far away, with a proud admiration in his tone, "I can't believe it...in the old days If a craftsman can build such a building in a lifetime, it can be regarded as the glory of the family, and it can even become a capital for future generations to show off, and it only took us a month to build it..."

"Just let the building stand up," Nicholas Egg always floated beside Gordon, a humming sound came from the sphere, "The equipment inside will take a long time to adjust and test."

Hearing the other party's words, Gordon suddenly remembered those "newcomers" who had appeared here recently and were busy around this "computing center" all day, he subconsciously frowned: "You mean those newcomers" Network and wetware technologists'? They've been busy in there lately...but to be honest, I really don't see any sign of technologists in them. Those people can't even use a general-purpose magic terminal. Machines are not as good as my workers..."

"Ah, it seems that they really need 'make-up lessons' in this regard," Nicholas Egg said buzzingly, "so the work of debugging equipment is mainly handed over to the technicians sent by the Magic Technology Research Institute. As for those 'New people'...they're mainly in charge of testing equipment."

Gordon was clearly skeptical: "Can they do it?"

"Don't tell me, they are surprisingly professional when testing those things, and they seem to be experienced in all kinds of accidents," Nicholas Egg said with admiration, "If there is a connection failure, ordinary people will At least half an hour of dizziness, but I saw with my own eyes that they just crawled out of the immersion chamber and spit and then went back to continue the test. It seems that nothing has happened, and ordinary people test the immersion chamber for a maximum of six hours before coming out to rest. For a moment, those people seem to be able to stay in it for the rest of their lives - I really doubt that if the problem of eating, drinking and lhasa is solved, they can really stay in it for a lifetime, and I don't know how they practiced it."

"Who knows," Gordon shrugged, "Anyway, His Majesty found these people, so they must have their own strengths..."

(Slightly modified from an earlier chapter on Hadillon...though probably most people didn't notice it.)

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