Chapter 1068： gift (1/2)

It's been a long time.

When he saw the blue dragon landing on the square, Gawain had such an idea inexplicably—even though the last time he and Melita met was only more than two months ago, this But once the feeling of being right and wrong appeared for a long time, he didn't suddenly realize the source of this feeling until the other party nodded slightly.

Not only because there have been too many earth-shattering events in these two months, but also because the history of Talrond and the human world has changed too much at this turning point. The more important reason is that he From the huge and majestic blue dragon, I felt a distinct difference in temperament - and a significant change in appearance.

He stepped off the platform and walked towards Merita. He saw that there were still many visible scars on the other's huge body. The most astonishing one even pierced through nearly half of it down his neck. The torso, the flawless scales that were taken care of by the robot nanny and advanced compounds, are now covered with wind and frost, and there are many new traces that seem to have just been operated on on her limbs.

Not only Merita, the dragons that landed with her also had similar injuries. These wounds were uncovered, and everyone around the square could see them with their own eyes. After seeing the scarred appearance of these dragons, Many people quieted subconsciously.

Many people don’t know what happened to Talrond, nor can they think of how the wounds of these dragons came from, but these hideous wounds are themselves a kind of speechless symbols, and they bring blood on the battlefield of killing gods. The rain and smoke, this kind of aura from battles is even more substantive than the coercion of the dragon itself, making people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Gao Wen came to the delegation of seven giant dragons, the stagnant power on the square finally loosened with his footsteps, countless eyes fell in the center of the square at the same time, and Merita moved slightly at the same time. Physically, her slender neck hangs down to the point where she can talk face-to-face with Gawain: "Salute to you, Emperor of the Cecil Empire, on behalf of Tarrond, I visit you with peace and goodwill. Country."

The agent of the former Mithril Treasury now came to him as the ambassador of the Dragon Kingdom. Of course, the overly serious diplomatic occasions and rigorous diplomatic rhetoric made people uncomfortable, but Gao Wen's expression was still calm, and he nodded slightly. , With a smile on his face: "On behalf of the Cecil Empire, I welcome all visitors from the Dragon Kingdom-friendly guests are eternal friends of this land."

Melita seemed to smile-her expression at the moment was not easy to distinguish, but Gawain thought that the row of fangs that added up to one and a half meters wide should be a smile, and then the blue dragon tilted slightly. , One side of the wings hung down to the ground: "I also brought your messenger-Ms. Kassandra is of great significance in this exchange. In addition, I also brought a gift from Tarrond, hope You can be satisfied with this."

For some reason, Gawain felt that Merita had a noticeable pause in her voice when she mentioned the words "Ms. Cassandra", but this little question did not occupy his energy. He quickly watched A beautiful lady with black hair and a mole on the corner of her eye appeared on Merita's back. She was a slick, mature and elegant posture. After waving to the crowd not far away, she quickly followed the dragon. The dragon's wings slid briskly in front of Gao Wen-its serpentine "steps" like clouds and flowing water caught many people's eyes. Some people were suddenly surprised, and some people's eyes subconsciously fell beside the high platform not far away. He craned his neck to look at the lively Tyre.

——The siren is still a mysterious and rare race to ordinary people in Cecil. Those who live in this city and have seen siren have most of the impression of these deep-sea allies obviously only from the only local one. Siren Tyr, in the absence of relevant propaganda and common sense, obviously most people think that the siren race is just walking...

This small omission even Gawain hadn't expected--but fortunately it was harmless.

Anyway, the sea monsters were kind.

At the same time, the dragons who were walking with Merita began to get busy. With the assistance of magic, they began to transfer many packed boxes that were originally fixed on their backs to the ground, and they had already prepared them around the square. The prepared team and staff then stepped forward to register for the handover of the gift. The media who were recording around did not miss this moment, and in an instant, a large number of photo-taking devices focused on it.

Everything that happened today is unprecedented. Every picture recorded has a special meaning. Any scholar and reporter present knows very well that any video or even a few words recorded at the moment may appear in historical data after a few years. Up.

Gao Wen's attention was also attracted by the large and small boxes, but he just scanned his eyes and did not ask at this moment-this is a formal official contact with strict process specifications, and it is not at this moment For the formal acceptance of gifts, his curiosity must be reserved for the middle of the banquet process later.

But even so, his gaze suddenly stopped as he swept across the boxes: a strange intuition suddenly appeared in his heart, making his gaze fall subconsciously on one of the boxes.

It was a metal box that looked extraordinarily heavy and solid. Its surface was covered with dense dragon-language runes. It was clearly protected because the sights of the three dragons never left the box from beginning to end. Its importance Obviously.

"That box..." Gao Wen finally couldn't help but speak, because he believed that his instinct as a legendary powerhouse must not have jumped out when he was idle and bored, "What is it?"

Melita lowered her head: "This is the most special gift, but because it is too special, it is not in the gift list. I will personally deliver it to you later."

Gao Wen: "...?"

...

It was not until night fell and the stars enveloped the earth that the grand and grand welcoming ceremony finally ended, and the same grand dinner was held in the "Autumn Palace" near the Cecil Palace.

This may be the biggest banquet held here since the last time Typhon’s special envoy Matilda visited Cecil. The court chefs have made up their minds to show the dragons from the human world in this banquet. And the empire officials and representatives from all walks of life who are fortunate enough to be invited to the banquet will do their best to show the grace and decency of human civilization. After all, the dragon race is almost legendary for humans. It has been mysterious in various strange stories for too many years, and today is the first day they unveiled the mystery.

The huge banquet hall is brightly lit, the aroma of wine and delicacies permeates between the cups, plates, tables and chairs, and the brisk music sounds melodious and graceful. The dragon messengers who transformed into human forms were treated with great hospitality. As the representative of the mission, Tal Lund’s ambassador, Melita Penia, was of course placed next to Gawain.

It was also at this time that Gawain finally had a more relaxed time to talk with Merita.

"When you arrived at Northport, Cassandra reported something to me," Gawain looked at Miss Blue Dragon. "She talked about what happened in Talrond—part of it. You broke the cradle. , The entire Arctic continent has been turned into a wasteland in the flames of war, and ten survivors have not existed... Although there are only a few words of description, I can imagine what it is like. Frankly speaking, I am shocked and even a little admired, that It is a war we cannot imagine, and it is an unbearable price."

"We also know what's happening in the human world," Melita's gaze retracted from the direction of the banquet hall and fell on Gawain. "It was also a war that determined the survival of the race, and it shocked us."

"We also paid a great price-maybe it can't be compared with your sacrifice, but in essence, we did the same thing," Gawain shook his head, shaking the glass in his hand, the bright red liquor in the glass. Shaking and shattering light, he seemed to re-see the flames of war and explosions on the battlefield of Winterhold that day, "We... killed our own god."

"We killed our gods," Melita repeated Gawain's words softly, "in the name of freedom and survival."

"This world is so cruel that many times we have no right to decide which way we should go," Gao Wen said quietly, and then he looked into Merita's eyes with a solemn expression, "But anyway, we finally The first crack was cut from this cruel ice, and the mortal races of the world also had a chance to breathe."