Chapter 1227: Deep Blue Network Monitoring Plan (1/2)
Belsetia seemed to be indifferent to Gawain’s evaluation. She just raised her head and looked at the starry night sky, and at the edge of the night sky the glow that diffused near the clouds-it was the lights on the ground that penetrated the night. Reflecting in the sky in the form of afterglow, a large number of artificial lights make most areas of the city still active after nightfall, and those extra lights even make the stars in the sky appear to be dimmed a lot.
In the memory of the Silver Queen, she has not seen such brilliant lights in the human world for hundreds of years.
"I will leave in two days," after a moment of silence, she suddenly said to Gao Wen, "It's settled."
"The schedule is ahead?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows, "I remember you were going to stay here for more time according to the original plan-Project 115 and the ‘door’ plan have a lot of things you haven’t seen yet."
"I know, but I have been away from the Silver Empire for too long," Belcetia smiled. "The affairs of the sage Azmore and the other druid sages are over, but the occultists are not. Will disappear by itself—every day I leave the royal court, I give the restless elements a reason to jump out, and now they have almost jumped out, I have to go back and draw a picture of this 3,000-year-old bad debt period."
Gao Wen glanced at the Elf Empress beside her, her face looked calm and indifferent under the stars, but what was hidden in the depths of those eyes was the resolute will like the cold wind of the north-this resoluteness is for today's Silver Empire It's very necessary, but Gawain couldn't help but reminded: "Remember what you promised the Sage of Azmore?"
"...Of course I remember," Bersetia sighed slightly. "Those who really follow the ancient druids...well, they can barely be counted as moderates in the esoteric...Azmore sage It did give me a problem, but now that I have promised, I will naturally honor my promise. After all, this promise can be regarded as something made in front of the gods.
"I went back early this time because of this promise-I have been away for too long. Every day I leave, there will be more people who can't hold back, and those'moderates' can't help but jump. When they came out, if they jumped out like those esotericists... then I can't find a reason to let them go."
"Since you think clearly, then I don't suggest much," Gawain said as he stood up from the bench, and at the same time stretched out his hand to Bersetia, "I wish you a good journey in advance—and I wish. Everything you want to do goes well."
"There are few things I have done in the past centuries that have been really smooth, but everything will succeed in the end," Bersetia smiled and grabbed Gawain's hand, then stood up and said casually, "Of course, still thank you Your blessings, Uncle Gao Wen."
Gao Wen nodded, and then as if suddenly remembering something, he reminded him aloud: "By the way, don't forget the thing I mentioned to you-Deep Blue Netway. Enya has provided you to find and monitor the Netway. The method of the rift should be achievable with the abilities of the Astrologer Association. I hope you can organize your personnel to find the rift in the deep blue network in the Silver Empire as soon as possible after you return. We now need more monitoring information."
"Don't worry, remember," Bersetia smiled and nodded. "I sent the relevant information to Master Verania yesterday, and she said that there is no problem. If it goes well, she should be able to do so before I return to the Silver Empire. Organize the entire monitoring project team."
After finishing speaking, she nodded to Gawain, turned and walked towards the two high-level maids who had been standing in the distance, waved her hand to this side before leaving, and then disappeared behind the bush wall at the end of the courtyard path.
It wasn't until Bersetia's figure disappeared that Gawain looked down at a bush next to the bench. Under the dim light from the nearby street lamp, he could clearly see a small section of the tail tip with a beautiful pattern. I stuck my head out of the bushes, and behind the bushes, from time to time, there was a slight and rhythmic snoring sound...
Gawain stepped forward and kicked the tip of the tail with his foot, and greeted him as he kicked, "Hey, awake, how long have you been sleeping here, it's almost time to wake up...you won't wake me up again? Sprinkle mulled wine on you!"
Before he finished his words, he heard Tyre’s panicked voice from behind the bushes. The deep-sea caterpillar sat up from behind the bushes, yelling and waving his hands: "Don’t don’t, I’m I’m awake, I’m just taking a nap... Don’t mention that mulled wine, you might as well water me with that thing..."
Gao Wen ignored the deep-sea salted fish's words. He just looked at this guy up and down for several rounds with some weird eyes, and finally couldn't help but ask: "I'm a little curious, don't you usually need to breathe? Do you still need to snore when you sleep?"
When Tier heard this, he straightened his waist and his expression was quite serious: "Isn't there any wise man among you humans who said a word, "Even a false life requires a serious attitude." I am serious. I have become a terrestrial creature. Of course, I have to simulate it more completely. Of course, the more important reason is that your maid maid..."
"Betty?" Gawain glanced at Tyre in surprise, "Why is this still related to Betty?"
"Every time she sees that I am not gasping, she thinks I am dead again, and she tries to poke my stomach with a mop," Tyre waved her hands with a look of embarrassment. "Sometimes she has nothing to do and even squats on the ground patiently. Poke me for half an hour, and only stop when I wake up..."
Gawain's mind suddenly couldn't help but an image of imagination appeared, and his expression also became weird. He glanced at Tyre with a weird look, and he muttered: "The main reason is that you die too much... "
Tier heard Gawain's mutter, but just waved his hand indifferently, and said casually, "The elf queen is gone? I thought you were going to talk for a long time..."
"You don't look at how long you slept," Gao Wen said with a helpless sigh, and then his expression slowly became serious. "Let's talk about it. It's rare to see you in a more sober state today. I have something to discuss with you."