Chapter 1197： Contracting Fort Project (1/2)

The first batch of alliance teams to support Tarrond will continue to perform a year-long rotating mission on the northern continent until the next batch of aid troops are handed over, but before that, they are responsible for **** and early handover. The working military personnel have completed their mission and returned to Beigang, which is located on the northern border of the Cecil Empire. After a long absence, they set foot on the land of the empire again, and Byron, the big and rough guy, couldn’t help it. I sigh.

Since human nations lost the shelter of the Church of the Storm 700 years ago and were blocked by the endless sea on this continent, mortal ships have finally truly challenged this endless sea once again. They crossed the cold ice ocean. After visiting a continent far beyond the boundaries of human civilization, returning safely, this feat will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

"Following your Majesty these years, I really have encountered something that will go down in the annals of history." Standing on the edge of the upper deck, Byron couldn't help shaking his head. "I'm a little bit expecting my name to appear in school. What kind of scene is in your textbook..."

"Don't worry, when the time comes, the students studying history will definitely see you scolding you once," the adjutant's voice came from the side, the emperor in navy uniform with a happy smile on his face, "because they won't Not even you have to recite the whole text after blowing the sea breeze on the wasteland of Tarrond for a few days-and you have to recite a lot of historical events that you participated in elsewhere."

Byron turned his head and glanced at this guy who followed him from the southern border to the present, and raised his eyebrows: "Stand at attention! Turn back!"

The adjutant subconsciously stood up straight and turned back. Byron then kicked the guy's ass: "If you have this nonsense, don't you hurry up and do the landing handover!!"

The adjutant twisted his body and only let Byron's toes touch the edge of his uniform. Then he shouted "Yes, sir" and joked off the deck, while Byron curled his mouth indifferently, retracted his leg and looked up. The sky-the red armored dragon hovering high in the sky has gradually lowered its height, and the whistling sound of the giant wings cutting through the air is transmitted to the ears of the crew of the Bitter Winter. After a series of deceleration and aiming, she Finally lowered to the upper deck of the warship, and when there was still a few tens of meters away from the ship, he let out a low growl, shrouded in a layer of changing brilliance.

With a loud "bang", the red-haired Dragon Seal Witch condensed a figure from the brilliance and landed straight on the deck not far behind Byron, kneeling on one knee in a very chic and neat posture and slowly Standing up slowly, the heat generated by the aftermath of the magical force diffused from her, and the slightly distorted heat curtain outlined the tall and slightly wild outline of Ashalena.

Byron frowned and watched the scene not far away. After Ashalena got up, he finally couldn't help but muttered: "Can you jump closer when you land next time? The meter jumped down..."

"Are you underestimating the physical fitness of the Dragonborn?" Ashalena waved her hand indifferently as she walked out of the heat. "At this height, even an extraordinary knight like you will not be injured, let alone I. When I was a child Just jumped down from a higher place."

"No, I mean you don't break my deck," Byron looked at the place where Ashalena landed just now with a worried look. "Do you know how much money it will cost to fix it once a pit is broken, more Don't mention that I have to write a report when I go back..."

Asha Lena: "..."

"What do you mean by this look?" Byron looked at Ashalena, feeling a little pressure in the other person's eyes inexplicably, "I didn't tell you to spend this money-mainly because I don't want to write a report to explain on the deck. Why is there a footprint..."

"It makes sense for you not to get married for so many years," the Dragon Seal Witch rolled her eyes slightly, waved her hand, and walked towards the ladder on the edge of the deck. "It's not entirely because you are rough and you don't shave. "

Byron froze for a moment, and saw that the red-haired Lady Dragonborn had crossed himself and walked to the edge of the deck. He finally reacted and screamed dissatisfiedly and walked over there: "You said I'm rough-looking, and I will recognize it. , After all, this is considered an advantage, but you are not right when you evaluate my beard. Do you know how much energy I usually spend on grooming these beards... Eh, don’t go so fast, do you know how to go?"

"I can see it clearly from the sky, at least I can see the structure on the deck," Ashalena said as she stopped suddenly, turning her head to look at the middle-aged knight who almost hit her because she couldn't brake. "Instead of discussing this, let's talk about your next arrangements. Are you going to rest here for a while? Or just go back to the southern border home?"

Byron paused, and after some thoughts, he said: "The higher-level transfer order has been issued, and the follow-up arrangements for Beigang and the Bitter Winter have already been completed. The rotating captain and the second adjutant will take over. I am going to return directly to the South."

Asha Lena looked at him: "How are you going to go back? Take the magic train? Or the'cloud bottom' transport plane?"

"Um...it's the train, it's pretty fast," Byron scratched his hair, "I'm not very interested in flying machines, and to be honest, it's not as comfortable as sitting on a spacious train...what are you asking about? "

"Oh? Isn't it just'not interested' in flying machines?" Asalena didn't seem to notice Byron's last question, she just raised her eyebrows slightly, and her expression showed interest, "Then you Do you want to experience transportation that is more convenient than your existing trains and aircraft?"

Byron did not react at first, and was still wondering what could be more convenient than the "Cloud Base" transport plane and the magic train in this place, but soon he noticed the weird smile of Lady Dragonborn in front of him and the change. With dark red eyes with vertical pupils, he immediately reacted with irritation and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I think it's still a traditional way of transportation..."

"How can such a new and cutting-edge thing as a magic train be regarded as a tradition?" Ashalena slapped Byron on the shoulder, carrying the powerful power of the dragonborn, "Relax, the'leader'-flight experience This kind of thing is born once, and cooked twice..."

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The wind in late autumn has been quite cold, especially in the wilderness in the north. This chilly wind swept across the unobstructed plains and passed over the withered and withered vegetation and branches. People are clearly aware that the luxuriant summer before is long gone, and the bleak autumn and the cold winter that will soon come are accelerating their pace to approach this world.