Chapter 856 Friendship with the Dragon

The rising sun shone on the earth, and the city that was sleeping in the night gradually woke up. The pale gold with a hint of bright red sunlight slanted across the undulating boundaries of the dark mountain ranges, casting a continuous and brilliant light between the plains and the hills. Light and shadow, the boundary line between light and shadow gradually moved to the tallest tower of Imperial College, and a majestic and solemn bell sounded at this moment.

The magic mechanism drives the gears and levers in the tower, the rotating bearing of Zaza pulls the chain made of stainless steel, the counterweight swaying in the bell tower, the bells rang out, the first to wake up was the Imperial College, Then gradually woke up to the streets and squares around the college, residential houses and shops...

Several bell towers in the city rang, and soon, some kind of clearer and faster bells, different from the bells, appeared in the streets and alleys.

Half-aged children and young people in felt hats and short coats set off from post offices and newspaper distribution points everywhere, riding through the streets on "two-wheelers" that have recently become more popular in Cecil. The car bell is the second "alarm clock" to wake up the city.

They're the city's newsboys and postmen, and in most of Cecil's modern cities, citizens basically start their entire day with the crisp car bells of these newsboys and postmen.

Ser Gorosh put on a suit of civilian clothes, and walked down the streets of this foreign city with Asarena, who was also dressed in civilian clothes. The disparate buildings and inhabitants of the fortress surround the two dragonborn.

"There is a book in the room where I live now that describes the city - Cecil City wakes up early in the morning with the 'sounds' of modern industry, the mechanically driven bells, the two-wheeled car chimes , the whistle of the public magic car..." Ser Gorosh said casually, "It now seems that the meaning of these sentences can only be understood by seeing them with one's own eyes."

"The human world in my memory is not so prosperous and...fast," Asha Lena shook her head. "Of course, it feels good now."

A crisp and slightly immature voice came from the side, interrupting the conversation between the two dragonborn: "Sir, ma'am, do you want a newspaper? The latest news, the most interesting news! Just two Els! Two for only three Els!"

Ser Gorosh turned his head and saw a boy in a dark blue plaid coat standing in front of him, with a beaming smile on his face, big bright eyes, and a large satchel full of newspaper.

Ah, another "Cecil View" that can't be seen anywhere else.

Jazz laughed and couldn't help but ask casually, "What's the biggest news?"

"The Empire and the Duchy of Shenglong [Biqudao.xyz] are about to establish diplomatic relations,

gentlemen! said the boy happily, holding up a newspaper in his hand. "The meeting in the Great Chamber has ended successfully, and we now have one more ally—perhaps soon we can expect some specialties from the far north, or A new market - and more to come! Get a copy sir, you seem like a person who cares about current affairs, you can't miss more big news in this paper! "

There was a trace of surprise in Sir Gorosh's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and Asharena next to him had already taken out two coins - Cecil's new coins, and she handed them over with a smile: "A newspaper ,handsome boy."

"Thank you, ma'am~"

The boy who sold the newspaper ran away, and Asarena waved the newspaper in front of Gorosh as if showing off her trophy, with a smile on her face: "Now we are all part of the news. , Sir."

"...What word did you use just now? Ah, 'quick'," Gorosh said with a dumbfounded expression on his face, he spread his hands and glanced at the newspaper, "It just happened yesterday. "Now even the kids know about it."

"...Negotiations lasted for nearly a week, and tolerance and frankness allowed the two countries to finally come together. The Empire will make new allies in the economic and cultural fields..." Asha Lena swept the headlines on the newspaper's front page. , read two sentences casually, showing a hint of emotion, "Twenty years ago, a human lord would hire twenty spies and assassins to spy on such a piece of 'information' and use hundreds of silver coins to bribe the other party. The cook and maid in the castle..."

"There are still rulers doing similar things now, but the things they're trying to spy on have definitely changed," Gorosh said casually, then glanced at Asharena, "but you're not sure about that.' The market' is quite understandable."

"When I was a mercenary, I did a similar job - working for the nobles made a lot of money, but Byron didn't really support his partners in dealing with the nobles. He was more interested in hunting monsters and collecting precious materials for the mages. Asarena said, shaking her head, "but no matter what job you do, it's a free time, and dealing with monsters in the mountains is much easier than dealing with those shrewd and cunning Cecil diplomats. already."

Ser Gorosh laughed: "Anyway, it's over, we've opened the door, and the dragonborn will enjoy the industrial products of the human world, new knowledge and new technologies, and the human race will get a piece of Northern Markets - and more importantly, a strong ally."

...

Hetty walked into the study room covered with blue carpet. The bright sunlight was shining through the wide floor-to-ceiling glass windows. She saw the burly ancestor standing in front of the window, the sun was shining on his tall figure. A layer of glow.

"Ancestor," the eldest princess of the empire bowed her head and said respectfully and gently, "the business adjustment plan with the Holy Dragon Principality has been drawn up."

Gawain nodded slightly: "Well, according to the results of the last meeting, hand it over to Patrick for execution."

Hetty came to Gawain and looked out of the window with him—in the background of the increasingly bright sky, a few dark shadows appeared in the southeast sky, and the silhouettes of two conical aircraft and a flying dragon were along the way. The border of the Dark Mountains flies from east to west.

"Today the flight tech team has a series of test projects - Rebecca is leading her team to collect more data on Steel Wings to accumulate more data for the subsequent mass production version."

"We finally pulled the Dragonborn onto this boat..." Gawain said softly.

"Yeah, it's hard to imagine... We will have an army of giant dragons," Heidi said with a hint of disbelief in his voice even at this time, "Frankly speaking, even on the day when the Iron Wings were successfully tested, I would I can't imagine that this thing will actually work..."

"Don't take it too seriously, Hetty," Gawain turned his head sideways, "the armed dragonborn may be very powerful, but they are not Cecilians, and no part of the empire's military can rely entirely on foreign mercenaries—let alone It is said that these mercenaries are still very expensive and not many in number. Our own air combat troops are the foundation of the imperial sky, and the Dragonborn is just a help."

Heidi immediately lowered his head: "Yes, ancestor, I will remember your teachings."

"Don't be so serious," Gawain couldn't help shaking his head looking at Heidi, who was always so serious, "I've been so tense all this time, I can't get married."

"First... Ancestor?"

"Don't be so nervous, just make a joke to let you relax," Gawain laughed, "Oh... it would be great if you could balance with Rebecca. As an extraordinary person, you are actually still young, but too much Veteran, Rebecca has grown a lot over the years, but her character is always so reckless."

Hetty wanted to say that a joke from her ancestor made her even more nervous, but she was afraid that she would accidentally re-direct the topic back to the direction of "you are too old", so she had to quickly pull the topic in another direction. : "You value your relationship with the Holy Dragon Principality so much... Is it because you have considered the dragon clan? Are you doing some kind of 'preparation'?"

"There is a reason for this," Gawain saw Hetty's careful thinking in changing the subject, but didn't point it out, "Dragonborn claims to be exiled deformed people, and judging from their apparent status quo, this is indeed the case, even Most of the dragonborn seem to think so, but I think...the relationship between them and the dragon family is probably not so simple.

"From Melita Purnia's attitude towards the dragonborn, and from the strange state of the dragons themselves that I have observed, I think there is something else behind this 'exile'.

"According to my guess, the top ruler of the Dragonborn, the Dragonblood Grand Duke, and the group called the 'Dragonblood Council' should all have a certain understanding of this, but for some reason, This secret is not public.

"At this stage, we don't have the ability to investigate anything, but at least there's no harm in having a good relationship with the Dragonborn - one day in the future, this may have unexpected effects.

"Of course, there are other reasons why I have to pay attention to the Holy Dragon Principality."

Hetty blinked and reacted quickly: "You mean...they rejected a lot of your proposals at the beginning, and then readjusted a lot of business cooperation content?"

Gao Wen nodded slightly.

"What Rosetta Augustus can't see, they can see," he said solemnly, "It's obviously not because Typhon's emperor is stupid - it's because the Dragonborn have exceeded my expectations. .

"The so-called 'closed and exclusive, enclosed in deep mountains and glaciers' are all false.

"Dragonborn has a long lifespan, and it seems that the closer the bloodline is to the original dragon race, the longer its lifespan. For such a long-lived race, their civilization may be slow, but they will never be ignorant - even if they occasionally look outside. , the long years are enough for them to accumulate enough wisdom and experience.

"The change of human dynasties, in the eyes of such long-lived races, is like a drama on the stage. After a drama passes, a dynasty passes. And if they still have the secret cards that are strong enough to fight against the tide of magic, then what they have seen There's definitely more to 'drama' than you and I can imagine.

"Our magic technology and marketing plans may be novel to them, but many of our ideas are probably not new to them.

"Faced with such a race, we can no longer use the same way of dealing with Typhon and the Ogre Tribe..."

Listening to Gawain's unhurried words, Hetillo thought and understood: "Because it can't come down?"

Gao Wen: "...Speaking like this is not your style, where did you hear it?"

Heidi hurriedly lowered her head: "Amber said that she has compiled a set of terms you created, which can be used in various occasions related to new things..."

Gao Wen's eyes flickered: "Don't learn from her in the future, sooner or later I will find all the little books she hid and burn them."

Then he cleared his throat and relieved the embarrassment for a moment: "In short, the Dragonborn are a group worthy of attention - although they call themselves a 'Principality', there should be few people in this world who will despise such a 'Principality'. The enemy will be troublesome, but if it can be drawn on a front, it must be an extremely valuable ally.

"This kind of ally is worth our sincerity and cost to maintain."

"Yes," Hetty replied seriously, "I'll keep that in mind."

Gao Wen nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at the mechanical clock on the wall next to him, and said thoughtfully, "According to the schedule, we should go to the acceptance calculation center today..."

"Yes, it's still half an hour before departure," Heidi replied, "Yuri's side is ready."

Gao Wen snorted. He turned his head and glanced at a map on the desk not far away. After taking back his gaze, he said casually, "Go and make arrangements, we are ready to go."

Gawain and Hetty left the study.

On the large wooden desk, a map depicting the entire territory of Cecil's empire was quietly spread out.

On the map, several key locations in the South, North, East, West, and Holy Spirit Plain are depicted with peculiar tower-shaped icons, and smaller icons are drawn around those towers, and red lines are connected like spider silk. a node.

The main hub in the south, the main hub in the north... the Imperial Capital Control Center... the main hub of Sorin, the main hub of San Sunil...

At the bottom of the map, a line of handwritten letters glows in the sunlight:

The Imperial Magic Web Connection Project.

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