Chapter 1062： Uncover the fog (2/2)

"I understand," Cassandra raised her head, looking at Merita with a gentle gaze. "We have also experienced it."

Melita was a little dazed: "You?"

"Many, many years ago-the Antavien crashed on this planet, all factories were shut down, the engine core was extinguished, and all the cabins from the core fusion tower to the residential area were full of metal fragments and deadly radiation. We can only run out of the spacecraft, dig holes on the pristine seabed and shallows, and endure terrible physical loss of control and mental dislocation... To be honest, the situation may even be worse than what you are facing now. At least for you, the atmosphere of this planet is not poisonous."

"Sorry..." Melita didn't know what to do, "We don't know this..."

"Why do you apologize? We just didn't have the opportunity to establish communication," Cassandra laughed. "We all live on this planet, but we haven't dealt with it for so many years, but maybe it's fate—we can From today on, we understand each other. His Majesty Cecil said that the fate of mortals in the world are connected, and I think this makes sense recently."

"He has a lot of things that make sense," Melita nodded. "Most of them have been realized one by one, and the rest...maybe one day."

"When he knows what happened to Talrond, I am afraid he will be deeply surprised," Cassandra said from the bottom of his heart. "Out of our sight, such a shocking event happened on this planet... You have created the biggest change in this world that hasn't happened in a million years. Even the Sea-Monster will be amazed by this kind of thing."

"But the opportunity for all this to come true came from the humans of Loren Continent." Melita said with a smile.

Then she paused, her expression gradually becoming more serious, and looked at Kassandra's eyes: "Ms. Kassandra, please tell me about the current situation in Loren Continent, especially the Cecil Empire."

"Of course," Cassandra nodded and laughed, "This world is becoming more and more'interesting', and the most interesting thing is... His Majesty Gawain Cecil is trying to create a new world order. ..."

...

The mountains in the far north are bathed in the warm sun of the Moon of Recovery, and the snow-tops that have not changed over the years have gradually shrunk. Longlinbao still stands on the top of the mountains as it has been for thousands of years, overlooking the kingdom of the dragonborn.

Duke Dragon Blood is back.

Balogall stood on the highest terrace. The clouds and fog in the distant mountains reflected the sun, slowly undulating in his vision. The courtiers Sir Gorosh Hickel, Sir Eugene and Sir Ximir stood Behind him, quietly waiting for the Grand Duke's instructions.

The mainland countries have their own ruling structure and title positioning. In the Holy Dragon Principality, "Jazz" is a very special name. It does not belong to a clearer part of the aristocratic system like other countries, but belongs to the uppermost aristocracy. The unified honorary title, in this country full of mountains and ridges, those who enjoy the title of "Jazz" are all the big figures who are eligible to freely enter and exit the Dragon Castle.

"...I didn't expect that I could come back alive," Barroger said softly after a long silence, "Now the plan is about to change."

The coming-of-age ceremony not long ago was like an incredible dream, but everything in that dream had already happened. Balogre couldn’t believe that he could return to Longlin Fort unharmed after experiencing this. He recalled himself In space and in Tarrond, apart from lamenting that the world is unpredictable, all that is left is that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

"We haven't officially announced the death of the Duke of Dragon Blood. This should be considered good news," said Sir Ksimir, who is tall and short, with short black hair. "Although there are still some news circulating, There have been some disturbances among the people, but none of the problems are big—we can change the plan more easily."

"...Indeed, if I come back one day later, I'm afraid I will have to attend my funeral," Balroger looked a little strange. "When I flew back, I even thought of how to return to the public in a reasonable way. In sight, including whether to climb out of the coffin in public like Gawain Cecil... Well, if that is the case, the situation will be complicated."

"Cough cough, fortunately we only need to do some comfort and guidance now to suppress the rumors about the'coup d'état," Sir Gorosh Sikel coughed dryly, "Then since you have returned, The affairs of the Principality can also run as usual. Should we then draw up an official letter to send a new response to the Cecil Empire? Our previous response to their invitation was not appropriate..."

"It must be a new response," Barroger nodded, "but before that... let's announce some things first."

Sir Gorosh had curiosity on his face: "You mean..."

"The truth about this long, so-called ‘exile’, about the price the Dragons paid for freedom, and the truth about Tarrond... it’s time to be announced."

Sir Eugene, with white beard and hair, frowned immediately: "This will inevitably cause an uproar, and not all members of the tribe can accept all this-didn't you decide to bury the truth before?"

"The truth will be revealed one day, and we must prevent the buried truth from evolving into hidden dangers in the future-in this world,'unknown' and'blind' are really terrible things. After De's present appearance, I have a more profound understanding of this matter," Ballogel said slowly, "Do a good job of public opinion guidance and deal with the aftermath, and the rest... let the dragonborn make their own choices. Right."