Chapter 860： recovery (1/2)

The Dragons left, leaving with a document representing formal diplomatic relations between the two countries, and a series of business plans, diplomatic plans, technical and cultural exchange plans.

The official news of the establishment of diplomatic relations with the Holy Dragon Principality soon appeared on the streets and alleys of Cecil City, in every province and city that the new empire's new communication network can cover, in the broadcast of the magic net and in the newspapers of the citizens. In the past few days, it has become the capital for the citizens to talk after the tea in the next few days, and it has become the investment inspiration for the merchants over the next few months, and will eventually precipitate into the career of the executors and clerks of the empire for many years.

In the warmer days, the fields outside the city have been covered with green, and the wind blowing from the plains and hills is no longer cold, only the summer approaching atmosphere is more obvious day by day.

A breeze blew across the open take-off and landing field, the black dragon swept across the sky, and landed steadily in the area marked with white reflective paint. The side streamers of the black steel armor surged due to various extreme tests. The accumulated waste energy is continuously released into the air through the lattice structure, forming an unstable and swirling cyclone around the dragon.

After the cyclone gradually dissipated, Rebecca wearing a white robe and Sonia wearing a pale green jacket and hunting suit stepped forward and came to Maggie, who was looking down to check the equipment.

"Very beautiful flight, Maggie!" Rebecca said with a smile, "especially the acceleration of the last paragraph !!"

"But still failed to break through the 'missile limit'" Maggie shook her head and said with regret, "I feel a little bit worse, but the magic will always escape in the final stage of acceleration ..."

"Yeah, it's almost a little bit," Rebecca scratched her hair. "It's okay in Origin Labs ... why can't that speed limit be reached?"

From the Silver Empire, Sonia, currently an exchange ambassador between Cecil and the Silver Empire, and also a consultant to the Cecil aircraft project, listened to Rebecca's thoughts, shook her head and said softly with a touch of emotion. "The ultimate speed of flying objects ... is also a problem that has troubled the elves for many years."

"Except for the" instant magic "such as ray or lightning, and" no-path spells "such as curses and illusions, is there a speed limit for all missiles, fireballs, ice cones and other spells that require physical flight ..." Ma Ji gently moved her huge body, lay a little on the ground, and said with a more comfortable conversation distance, "The name of" missile limit "is quite appropriate."

"We elves are actually more accustomed to calling it a 'physical flying speed barrier,'" Sonia said next. "Because it is not only magical flying objects that meet this speed limit, according to our observations over thousands of years, in nature, No flying creature can break through this speed, not even the dragon seems to be able to-all entities have limits, this is our conclusion. "

Rebecca blinked, holding her head in a distressed mood.

Testing the limits of current flight technology at flight altitude and flight speed, and seeking breakthroughs. This is the next exploration target of the Magic Technology Institute in the field of aircraft, and the team led by Rebecca has launched a series of The test that they are testing here today is the ultimate speed of the steel wing-the test results are as regrettable as ever.

"If you can't get any results, your ancestor will be angry ... at least you have to find the reason ..."

"Let's do it again," Maggie suddenly raised her spirits and raised her neck. She looked at the green fields and dark mountains farther away, her tone rising slightly, "Fly again!"

Rebecca glanced at each other with a little worry: "Aren't you taking a break?"

"It's already rested-the dragons can recover much faster than your humans, not to mention that most of the time when I fly, the machine is working," Maggie said with a smile, "and I also want to Fly again-the month of recovery is nearing its end, I see the giant woods in the distance are flourishing, there are beautiful scenery over there, I want to fly over and take a look ~~ "

Rebecca listened to the scenery described by the other person, and her mood immediately became happy (her mood is always easy to be happy). She also looked at the scenery in the distance, with a happy smile on her face: "Really hey, It's green everywhere, it's the last week of the recovery month ... Well, let's test it again. Ah, I suddenly have an idea! "

"Thoughts?" Maggie was startled by Rebecca's last cry, but soon she remembered that her thoughts were always new and interesting, and she was immediately curious. "What thought?"

"Would you take a magic net terminal that can record images and shoot a giant woods and dark mountains from the air?" Rebecca gestured excitedly. "Look, although we have dragon cavalry, but ordinary people It is still difficult to have the opportunity to experience the feeling of flying in the sky, let alone know what the land where you have lived for generations-you record a section, and then we send it to the magic net broadcast center, Miss Gipley will be very happy . "

"What is the image of the magic net ..." Listening to the idea of ​​Rebecca's brain opening, Maggie stunned for a moment, but soon followed her thoughts, exposing a twenty-eight fangs with a width of half Mi smiled, "Good idea!"

...

On the Empire Avenue on the east bank of the Gorgon River, a convoy depicting sword and plow emblems is driving between the river bank and the plain.

"We are far away from Cecil City, even as far as the Magic Train has not yet covered," the red-haired dragon-print witch Azarena glanced at Sir Golos sitting by the window. , Reluctantly said, "If you are really reluctant, you should talk to Maggie while in Cecil City-don't say you have talked a lot, I mean the kind of father and daughter sit down and talk. We talk about each other, have a meal and play chess together, and get along like a normal family, instead of communicating with each other. "

"I ..." Golos regained his eyes from the window, opened his mouth, and only waved his hand, "I tried ..."

"It's true, I can see that you worked hard," said Asha Lena, shaking her head. "You haven't learned how to joke and chat with others over the years, and based on what I know about you, you are in the Cecil city Tian and Maggie's relationship should be considered the most harmonious days for your father and daughter in the past few decades. "

"That's right," Golos said with a hint of helplessness but reassuringly, "She was willing to smile at me."

"That's polite ... forget it," Asha Lena said, waving her hand halfway. "It's fine, after all, everyone's situation is different."

Sir Goros was silent for a moment, and suddenly relieved again. He smiled slightly, and turned his eyes back to the window, but no longer looked at the south, which had been left behind. His gaze swept across the vast east bank of the Gorgon River. The plains pass by the vast fields bathed in sunlight and breeze, the rivers and lakes with abundant currents, and the rolling hills in the distance. Between the river and the wilderness, cooking smoke rises, and the metal-cast towers shine in the sun. .

He lived for half a month in the capital of the Cecilians, and this half of the month seemed to have passed the most obvious stage of the seasonal change in the human kingdom-the temperature is rising, the plants are flourishing, all social activities and construction projects They are all busy. When he looked out from the car window to the Holy Spirit Plain for the first time, there was still a trace of Xiao in winter and heaven, and this time he looked out into the wilderness, but it was already alive outside.

This made him couldn't help feeling: "The seasonal changes in the human world are really obvious-the Holy Dragon Principality is almost always winter, and the two seasons here are like two worlds. I remember the last time these plains were Bare, there is already farmland in the same place. "

"Perhaps we should be more surprised that this land was once destroyed by the war," said Asharena, shaking her head slightly. "We are passing through the main polluted area of ​​the Anzu Civil War-the Cecil are rebuilding here, The cultivated land and settlements have been built in the past year. The roads on the side of the river are also used to transport materials and personnel to the reconstruction area. It is not only the seasons that change the land, but also those who believe they can Cecil rebuilding their homes. "