Chapter 880

The sense of prying eyes and faint warnings that came from the soul gradually faded away, but Melita and Noretta didn't fully recover until a few minutes later - at this moment, the mighty dragon will also be very clear. To realize a fact: even if the dragon is the master of the sky in the eyes of mortals, and it is the extraordinary creature in the legend, but in essence, the dragon... is just a mortal "human" race.

"Is this...God's direct warning..." Noretta bit her lip with a very bad expression, frowning and said, "It's a different feeling from soul punishment, but it's equally uncomfortable..."

"This is just the lightest 'reminder'," the Speaker's voice came from the throne of the mind, and it sounded even older, "Children, you don't want to face the real 'warning' of the gods. of."

After a few seconds of silence and hesitation, Melita couldn't help but speak: "...What is the signal? Why shouldn't we listen?"

Speaker Andal gave the young blue dragon a deep look.

Melita, she is more outstanding among the younger generation, and she is also more daring. Years of activities in the human world have made her develop a personality that is different from other dragons, and she still dares to ask more in this situation. one question.

However, the Dragons need such a young generation.

"In this world, each race has only one chance to look up at the stars," the old speaker lowered his head and looked at the two young dragons in a low and deep tone, "If you miss it, you will miss it forever."

...

Heragor bowed his head respectfully and humbly. The middle-aged dragon priest stood beside the god with blond hair on the ground, pursing his lips tightly, as if he did not dare to say a word.

And the graceful and luxurious god stood at the end of the terrace of the palace, standing under a sky near dusk. She overlooked the kingdom ruled by this giant dragon in this temple close to the clouds, her eyes did not seem to fall on any specific In terms of things, however, Heragor, who can feel the power of the gods, knows that in the moment just now, I don't know how many transcendent "eyes" that mortals can't understand are watching the direction of the Mithril treasure house and the headquarters of the jury -- something like 's attention, has not been for many years.

"My lord," Heragor kept his humility, before he spoke in a low voice for a long time, "perhaps it was just the reckless act of some young clansmen..."

The air was filled with suffocating silence, and Herragol seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, but after a few seconds of silence, the blond figure at the end of the terrace finally spoke up, his tone sounded gentle, neither impatient nor impatient. "Don't be nervous, I can distinguish between intentional offenses and unintentional mistakes.

"It just happened a little accident,

A young dragon came back from outside, but she didn't know what she brought back - this mistake should not be punished. "

Heragor finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart after listening to the other person's indifferent answer, but he did not see that the blond figure at the end of the terrace turned his back to him and showed a complicated and inexplicable smile after the voice fell. Full of helplessness.

"He" raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance. His sight seemed to be directed into the depths of the starry sky through the clouds and atmosphere.

"Signal..." The Dragon God said softly as if talking to himself, but her words gradually made Heragol, who had just relaxed, tense up again, "The human civilization on the opposite continent... But it created some surprises. Is it the Cecil Empire, Herragol—its ruler, a human hero who has risen from the dead?"

"Yes, my lord," Heragor immediately lowered his head and replied, "My name is Gawain Cecil, who was active in the northern Loren continent seven hundred years ago, and rose from the dead a few years ago."

"Ha... come back from the dead, how can a mortal come back from the dead so easily?" The Dragon God smiled and shook his head, "He... may be an interesting person, and I'm starting to be curious about him."

...

Sitting in front of the desk he was most familiar with, the warm summer wind blew into the house from the open window. This summer afternoon was comfortable and relatively leisurely, but Gawain suddenly shivered inexplicably.

Heidi, who was sitting next to sorting out some documents, noticed this scene and immediately asked with some concern, "Ancestor, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing," Gawain shook his head, but he had a confused expression on his face, "It's just that I suddenly felt a chill, as if it was being targeted by something... strange."

Gawain's tone was indifferent, but Hetty immediately became serious and gave Gawain a serious look: "The intuition of a legendary powerhouse? Do you feel malicious prying?"

"No, it's not that serious..." Gawain couldn't help shaking his head in disbelief when he saw Heidi's serious look, "It was probably just a distraction, I didn't feel prying, let alone malicious."

"It's better to be more cautious," Hetty was still serious, "Legendary powerhouses like you often have strong intuitions and predictions, and when it comes to their own safety, this intuition is even close to the legendary 'prediction'—— It’s not long before the country is on the right track. All key projects and projects are at a critical time. I don’t know how many enemies are hiding in the dark to find opportunities for destruction. I suggest to strengthen the security work of the imperial capital in the near future, check the personnel entering and leaving, and prevent assassination.”

"This is a bit too much..." Gawain looked at his great-granddaughter in front of him, dumbfounded, "How can I be so hard-working because I shivered—and there are Amber and the MIIA operatives she leads in the security area, And Solderling's Iron Rangers, nothing to worry about."

Hetty thought for a while, and may have realized that her reaction was a bit excessive: "You are right. But it's not bad for you to be a little more vigilant recently."

"Okay, okay, I will pay attention, I will pay attention," Gawain waved his hand, at this moment he suddenly felt as if he had really become an old man who was urged by the younger generation. , so he immediately took the lead, "You're a big boss..."

All the words behind Heidi were choked back immediately.

"We can talk about security issues later," Gawain said, and shook his head with a smile, "Let's talk about what's in front of us. There's news from Typhon, our neighbors... probably We're about to discover the role of inverse arrays, and it shouldn't take long for them to make breakthroughs in communication technology and all other technologies that require the use of divine-arcane hybrid energy."

What Gawain said here was light and calm, but Heidi's eyes widened for a moment: "Inverting the array?! The Typhons are deciphering the inverting array?"

"Don't be so surprised," Gawain glanced at Hetty and said calmly, "Although the inversion array is the technology of Ancient Gondor, it is just an advanced idea, and its own technology and implementation process are not complicated, and we use inversion arrays. There are many equipment in the array, and some of them will fall into the hands of the Typhons sooner or later; moreover, after the event of the upper narrator, the Typhons are also harvesting the technology of the eternal sleepers, and they will inevitably encounter magical runes that cannot be combined with others. The rune compatibility issue will also naturally realize that Cecil has solved this problem, they will guess that there is some kind of 'conversion technology' behind it, and they will definitely start working on it."

Having said this, Gawain paused, smiled and shook his head: "Finally - not all the smart people in the world are in Cecil, and Typhon also has his own talent pool. And from the perspective of accumulation, their talents are I'm afraid it's a lot more than us."

"...But it's too fast," Hetty frowned and said unacceptably, "Even if the technology of the inverter array itself is simple, the key is the way of thinking... If a way of thinking fails, it is possible to delay the project for several years. How could the Typhons have pinpointed the key to the problem in such a short period of time, and even started to do targeted... Ah! Damn, it's those bishops who defected!"

Heidi suddenly wanted to understand something, and there was a hint of anger on her face: she thought of those bishops who chose Typhon, and that there were high-level leaders in the technical field among those bishops.

The corresponding authority allowed those bishops to master a large amount of technical information, and the inevitable chaos of the Eternal Sleeper Order in the early days of the evacuation gave those bishops who had long been interested in joining Typhon the opportunity to inquire about Cecil’s information from various channels— - They may not be able to inquire about the core secrets, but technicians are always good at deriving deep technical ideas from some external information. They may have guessed some principles of Cecil's magic net communication, and these things become those A gift from the Bishop of the Eternal Sleeper who remained in Typhon when he surrendered to Rosetta Augustus.

Gawain naturally thought of these things, but his attitude was calm, even with a smile: "Don't be so angry, this is a situation that should have been expected.

"And the word 'defection' is not accurate, technically speaking, the immortals who moved to Cecil with the archbishops were 'defections', to those who stayed in Typhon...their actions even counted as 'defection' 'Abandoning the dark and turning to the light'."

"Ancestor," Heidi couldn't help looking at Gawain, "are you still in the mood to joke at this time?"

"What is this critical time?" Gawain shook his head, "Relax, Hetty, you are doing well in every way, but this overly tense attitude needs to be changed, it will make you even more tired. When the cult of the Eternal Sleeper split, and the technical personnel flowed to Cecil and Typhon, we had expected the situation today. A large number of R&D talents and ready-made technical achievements fell into the hands of Typhon. For an established empire with a large number of talents, it is natural for such a sudden technological breakthrough to occur.

"On the other hand, the situation is not as serious as you think - although communication technology is indeed of great significance and can greatly improve the comprehensive strength of Typhon people, the distance a technology has to travel from laboratory to society... ...but far away."

Heidi blinked and looked into Gawain's eyes.

Gao Wen nodded and said unhurriedly: "Our magic net communication can be achieved, not only relying on the rune group of the Eternal Sleeper and a simple inversion matrix, which also involves a lot of engineering fields, The content of the field of machining, the field of materials, and Rune Logic, as well as the institutional adaptation behind it and the interest intervention in countless related fields, each of which is a difficult problem for Typhon, just to name one example. . . . Feng once used a huge cost of manpower, material resources and time to establish a communication system based on communication towers between major cities in the country and between various military strongholds, do you know what this means?"

Heidi gradually revealed a thoughtful expression.

Gawain didn't wait for Heidi to answer, and said to himself: "It means that hundreds of families have invested in those communication towers, it means that hundreds of thousands of businessmen, nobles and extraordinary people In sharing the profits of those towers, the main manager and operator of those towers is Typhon's Royal Society of Mages, and the Mages are not some noble people who don't eat human fireworks - magic research can require massive financial support, As mentioned in a report by the Ministry of Intelligence last year, nearly one-third of the annual income of the entire Typhon Royal Society of Mages comes from the communication towers they control..."

Heidi frowned slightly: "You mean..."

"The newer magic net communication technology is indeed more advanced than the communication tower, but until the Typhon people completely solve the cost problem, the gap between the two has not reached the point where the former can completely replace the latter. Magic net communication is useful, but communication The towers have been laid on all major routes, and they are not unusable... This is the biggest contradiction," Gao Wen smiled, "We laid down this land, banned all the privileges of the old nobles, and started from scratch. We don't need to face this contradiction with the construction of the lewd communication, but what Rosetta Augustus is doing is 'peaceful transformation' - Typhon's national communication, which is neither entirely royal nor entirely aristocratic , not entirely belonging to those mages, it is a cake shared by all forces, and this problem is big."

The corners of Hetty's mouth trembled, and he said leisurely: "Then it seems that Emperor Rosetta is going to have a headache again watching his parliament wrestle under the triple spire."

But soon, Hetty couldn't help shaking his head again: "But anyway, the Typhons still have mastered a new technology, their wrangling is only temporary, but progress is inevitable - and the Typhons are not Fools, Rosetta Augustus is a wise man, they know what really matters."

"Yes, Typhon will improve," Gawain nodded, then he paused for a while before slowly saying, "But it's not a bad thing..."

...

In the depths of the Lu'an City Cathedral, in the large library that houses countless precious books, the Archbishop Seven Terry, dressed in a simple white robe and without any crown, is walking slowly among the towering and quaint bookshelves. Others Treasurers and attendants in simple short robes were busy beside him, carefully counting and recording the ancient scrolls, moving them in and out, and a special clerk set up a space between the bookshelves. The desks are busy with registration, transcription, and classification.

Categorizing, protecting and restoring ancient books is a long, complicated, and difficult task. It is a test of patience and obscurity. Seventh Terry, the former progressive pastor of Luan City, is doing here today. Arrangement and restoration of church collections.

He has been doing this job for two full years since he received the order of the Cecil family.

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