Chapter 1072： Gathered (1/2)

Cecil 3 years, 15th of Recovery Month, Recovery Day.

That crucial international conference was finally scheduled for the sixth day after the end of the Recovery Festival holiday. The approaching date of the conference also made this year's Recovery Festival seem to have a different meaning-starting from the beginning of this month, all levels of government affairs The hall began a full range of propaganda, explaining to the citizens the upcoming major international events and the role of the empire in this matter in a way that is as easy to understand as possible, so that even the people with the least informed Knowing this important event, a slightly poetic person connected this meeting to the month of recovery, and had some beautiful expectations for the future.

As the senior Mr. Godwin Orlando said in a newspaper issue-this world is about to end its history of separation and estrangement, and people who should have joined hands will truly unite as one in this spring. This is winter. The first ray of sunshine after the end is as warm as this spring.

At the same time, as the meeting time approaches, this year's Cecil City Recovery Festival has other changes that are different from previous years-more foreign faces appear in the city, bringing more information about foreign land news.

In fact, Cecil City has always had no shortage of foreign faces-as the world’s first magical city, as well as the world’s first open and international city, Cecil City’s outstanding technology The treasure house and the incredible business order are always attracting guests who have a keen eye and sense of smell, and visitors from afar seeking knowledge and money are always in an endless stream. Especially after the completion of several main railways of the empire, foreign visitors entered Cecil. Afterwards, the travel cost was greatly reduced, so that the gray elves merchants who were rare in the southern region became regular customers of the imperial capital, so it can be said that all kinds of strangers are originally one of the characteristics of Cecil's imperial capital.

The difference between this year's Recovery Festival and previous years is that some more distant guests appeared in the city.

In the central city, the shopping streets are lit up with lights. Citizens decorate their shops and streets with colorful curtains and various neon lights. Symbolic things that celebrate the blossoming of spring and pray for a year of prosperity are hung on the road. The light poles nearby and the exterior walls of the building wonderfully blended tradition and modernity together. The children ran happily on both sides of the street, and the noise of joy spread throughout the streets.

A pair of pale yellow, cat-like eyes gleaming under the white hood, observing this incredible human city with great interest, and the faces around those eyes are covered with fine and soft brown and white. The fluff, underneath the fluff, outlines a rugged female face with a hint of softness. After seeing a street "magic" shot a series of colored light flare into the sky, the children around cheered and cheered. The faces with dual features of animals and human women could not help showing a somewhat surprised expression, and the cat-like vertical pupils were slightly enlarged.

"It's incredible," a slightly hoarse voice came from under the hood, "Wenna, I didn't expect that there would be so many mages in the human world-even standing on the street to perform magic missiles to children."

A petite child-like figure stood beside this "feline lady". Hearing the words, he raised his head and looked at the "childhood playmate" who was almost two meters tall beside him: "Camilla, you It’s wrong—that’s not a mage. He is probably an artist hired by a store next to him, or even a clerk in the store. It’s not real magic, just the low-power light emitted by the magic terminal. Just play."

While talking, this petite lady-the leader of the gray elf, Wenna Baizhi, shook her head: "The number of wizards in the Cecil Empire is not more than us, even if we count our witch doctor priests, Cecil's number of wizards is not as good as Ogure, but their magical technology is very advanced. Everyone holding a magical terminal is at least equivalent to a wizard apprentice or a low-level wizard. Of course, it is said that the group of wizards on Typhon It's huge, but there might be magicians performing on the street..."

The tall "Ms. Cat" known as Camilla showed a surprised look on his face: "You know a lot-you don't mean that the gray elves only dealt with the Cecils in the West, and they don't know the entire human empire. The situation? But I think you even know a lot about Typhon."

Wenna Baizhi sighed after hearing the words: "Oh, I really haven't had much contact with the humans in the east, but don't forget, Mei Li is studying in this city-she gave it to me only in the second half of last year. I wrote dozens of kilograms of letters...You never imagine how detailed the words in those letters are. I can even piece together the signs of wear on the surface of every tile in this city..."

Camilla suddenly showed shock and admiration, as well as great suspicion: "Are you serious? Then you can spell it for me..."

Wenna stayed for a while, helplessly looking up at the orc leader in front of her: "Camilla...has anyone told you that your sense of humor is a problem?"

Camilla looked serious: "No, my sense of humor is very strong among the orcs-the people call me ‘humorous and cheerful queen’."

Wenna: "...You said that is it."

Camilla felt a little inexplicable, but she didn’t feel any signs of anger from her friend’s attitude, so she quickly shook her head indifferently, and said casually, “Shall we not go to see Meili today? I haven't seen that child for a long time. The last time I saw her was at the ancestral peak festival, when she was so tall..."

The orc leader bent down and gestured, but soon realized that the height was still not enough, so he simply squatted down: "...probably this high."

"It's almost okay, it's okay," Wenna glared at each other suddenly, "Stella is taller than that!"

"Sorry, I'm a little bit confused," Camilla squatted on the ground, her eyes level with Wenna, "By the way, don't we really go see her?"

"We will go back tomorrow. Today we still have to meet Princess Hetty. Although we are here for an informal state visit, the mission will eventually stop in Cecil City," Wenna shook her head. Her gaze crossed Camilla’s soft and fluffy face and looked to the distant street. In her vision, a dazzling picture was playing over the broadcasting device at the end of the street. The general content seemed to be introducing the upcoming At the international conference held at the Silver Empire post 112, and introduced the foreign races that will participate in the conference, she saw the faces of gray elves, as well as tall orcs and short dwarves. "I heard about the mission of the dwarves. I arrived in this city, but not in the same area as us."

"That elven outpost is located on the border of the wasteland. To get to the outpost, you have to pass through human land-this city is the only eligible transportation node in the northern part of the continent. The messengers from the north and west will definitely be there as long as they have normal thinking. This city gathers and transits. After all, it’s easier to ride a magic train than to trek in the wilderness,” Camilla said, suddenly as if he noticed something, and looked around, “Wenna, why are there some people passing by? Will you look at the two of us curiously?"

"They are looking at you," Wenna glanced at her friend. "Orcs don't often appear in the human world--especially after crossing the Plains of the Holy Spirit. Orcs like you are rarer than gray elves."

Camilla suddenly looked surprised, and at the same time pulled his hood subconsciously: "What! Has my disguise been discovered? How did they see it?"

Wenna looked at Camilla reluctantly: "You have flung your tail outside for a long time-don't you feel chilly?"