Chapter 1078： greet (1/2)

Of course, Amber's wild thinking can only be wild thinking. After the half-elf mouthful of the train finished running, Gao Wen glanced at the shame of all things indifferently: "Tell me, do you have any thoughts about what you heard today?"

"What did you hear today?" Amber suddenly stuck out his tongue, and muttered aside while shrinking his neck, "I feel that what I heard today is all terrible things...anything that will be immediately killed if you change the occasion and identity. Kind of..."

Gawain continued to look at the half-elf with a smile but a smile, until her expression became more and more awkward, and she could no longer maintain that kind of stupid appearance, until she had to speak in a low voice: "In fact, I've noticed it. The identity of'Extraterritorial Wanderer' is not completely bluffing..."

"I know you are aware of it," Gawain's mouth curled up. "Of course you will be aware of it."

Amber looked at Gawain steadily, her expression relaxed after a few seconds, and the usual careless appearance returned to her again. She smiled and said with pride: "Of course-I am the whole The most informed person in the northern continent."

"If my intelligence minister can't piece together the truth from all aspects of intelligence, then the empire's intelligence system has obviously encountered the biggest crisis," Gao Wen breathed out softly, as if something suddenly let go of his mind, he felt a little relieved , And at the same time curious, "But... do you think Heidi and Rebecca are aware of this?"

Amber tilted his head, then raised his head, toward the distant setting sun, letting the pale golden clouds reflect in his amber eyes: "I guess...from the day you walked out of the grave, they have not cared about you. Is it Gawain Cecil. Now, this question is even more meaningless."

Gawain looked at this half-elf unexpectedly. He knew that the other party's rough and leafy appearance actually had a very agile mind, but he never thought that she had even thought about this level of issues-Humber's answer seemed to remind him. What, he showed a thoughtful look, and finally put all his thoughts into a smile.

Everything that Gawain Cecil was familiar with has gone, and there are only a few people who can survive 700 years to this day—and for those active in this era, they only need to know today’s Gawain can.

This question is really meaningless.

"Speaking of, you didn't mention the **** of nature to the queen," Amber watched Gawain's expression change, and suddenly reminded him, "Aren't you going to say it? If the elf wants to join the theocracy, then this Sooner or later, the matter will be brought to the table—at least for a divine and monarchical leader like the Silver Queen, sooner or later, she will get in touch with the core part of the rebellious plan, and sooner or later she will know the existence of Amorn."

"Yes, sooner or later, but it's not the time yet," Gawain nodded, "At least before the elves formally join our plan, and before confirming that Bersetia can merge and control all the upper will of the elven empire, this The situation is not the same. The elves are different from ours. Their ruling system has been in operation for tens of thousands of years. Their royal court has long developed into a behemoth that outsiders cannot fully understand. Even the powerful silver queen may not necessarily Can control all of this."

Having said this, he paused, and said in a calm voice: "I don’t believe in Bersetia, but this matter involves gods, and elves... They have tried to use gods for the past three thousand years. Pull back to this world."

"Yes, if the existence of Julu Amorn spreads to the ordinary people of the Silver Empire, there may be some trouble," Amber thought for a while, and sighed in agreement, "When there is no clue. They can all come up with several "prototypes of gods" in a row, and now there are clues, I'm afraid they won't be able to bring you a "restoration of the ancestors" within a year, and there may even be those old guys who are still alive with prestige. Meaning, forcing the royal family to welcome back to the true god...This matter may not be able to withstand the Silver Queen."

"This is what I'm worried about," Gawain nodded. "After all, Belcetia said that five centuries ago she had wiped out an esoteric group that tried to summon gods-five centuries long for humans. For the elves, it's only five hundred years."

Kohaku opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but suddenly closed her mouth again—she looked at the corner of the street where the high-ranking messenger Sonya was walking towards it.

"It seems that you have finished talking with our Majesty," Sonia said in front of Gawain and bowed slightly. Of course she was very concerned about the conversation between the other party and the Queen of Silver in the past half day, but she did not express it. Show any curiosity and inquisitive attitude, "Next, do I need to show you the rest of the town?"

"No, just go to Rebecca-she needs someone to watch more than I do," Gawain said, looking in a certain direction in the town, "As for me...I have to see See other friends. Don't worry, Soldering is also among the guards. He is also a good guide here."

Sonya looked at Gawain and Amber beside her, without any doubts on her face, just stepped back: "If this is the case, then I will leave first."

The high-ranking messenger's figure drifted away, and the attendants and guards who were waiting nearby also received Amber's signal. Two magic vehicles came to Gao Wen's side lightly and sensitively. After one of the car doors opened, Sol Delin got out of the position of the co-pilot and looked at Gao Wen with a smile: "Are the negotiations with the Queen going smoothly?"

"It's not the same as expected, but it's as smooth as expected," Gawain smiled and nodded, and at the same time asked casually, "Should the Typhonians arrive?"

"Yes, just now there was a message from the resident of the mission that a Typhon envoy carrying the seal of the royal family of Augustus came to visit-Rosetta Augustus invited you to meet in Conference Room 7 in the Emerald Hall."

"Well, we communicated this in advance," Gao Wen had already expected this, and he turned his head to look at Amber. "Get in the car, I'm afraid we can't get off for a few days."

...

Driven by the magic, the right breeze blows through the flowers and plants of the southern country, bringing a comfortable and pleasant fragrance. The indifferent light at dusk is scattered into the courtyard diagonally, sweeping from the gap in the high wall in the distance into the bushes beside the path, leaving behind Down a light-forged track, flying insects passed by in that track, and a little light and dust seemed to be scattered under the fleeting figure.

All this makes the small garden seem more tranquil than ever.

The tea on the table cooled down again, but Bersetia did not let the maid change the tea. She just stirred the liquid that showed golden red in the sun with a teaspoon, and asked casually: "Which way are they going? went?"

"The direction of the Emerald Hall," the high-ranking maid Elaine said, bending over, "In addition, the Typhon's car was also parked in the open space behind the Emerald Hall-they should be planning a closed-door negotiation before the formal meeting. ."

"Really..." Bersetia seemed to be a little careless, "I don't know what they are going to talk about."

"Need to find out?" Another high-ranking maid bent down and asked cautiously.

"No," Bersetia said without hesitation. "We don't need such a small move. It's no good, it only increases the risk. No matter what consensus Cecil and Typhon will reach in this negotiation, its The results will eventually become apparent in the near future."

"Yes, Your Majesty."