Chapter 829： Dragon Wing (2/2)

Herragol lowered his head: "... It seems that this entertainment will not be popular for long."

The blonde woman did not continue the topic, but seemed to casually mention another thing: "Speaking of interesting things ... in the mortal world opposite the Eternal Storm, something interesting seems to have happened recently?"

Herragol's answer seemed to take a slow breath: "... Things in the mortal world are not worth your attention, lord."

"Isn't it worth my attention?" The blonde woman turned her head slightly, with a smile on her face, "Do you really not want me to take a serious look there ..." A look? "

Heragole lowered his head and repeated again, "Things in the mortal world are not worth your attention, my lord."

The blonde woman glanced at her chief priest and said lightly, "Heragor, you don't have to control your heartbeat deliberately, we are just talking, aren't we?"

The dragon sacrifice still bowed its head without saying a word.

"Boring," the blond woman whispered, then turned back to look at the land of Tallond. In the dim sky, he narrowed his eyes slightly. "What a boring group of kids ..."

...

"I tell you, this is absolutely super fun !!!"

In a special experimental facility on the outskirts of Cecil, Rebecca dragged Maggie's arm with a grimace, and then she turned away to show her recent research results proudly. : "It took us a lot of work! Although there were no technical problems, in order to tailor the joints and connection mechanisms for the" Dragon "creature, it can really test everyone's imagination. Especially now that the Origin Lab is temporarily unavailable, we have made a lot of models alone ... "

Cecil's pearl (steel ball) baba said next to him, but Maggie who had been dragged in early in the morning has slowly reacted to what happened. The "Dragon" living in the human world slowly lifted up. At first, I looked at the "technical achievements" that Rebecca proudly showed me, and her eyes became complicated for a while.

In a large industrial shed built with light metal plates and a steel framework, bright magic crystal lights shine from the ceiling. The place where the light converges is a huge set of fixtures fixed together by chains, hooks, and brackets—

It consists of several parts and has a powerful shape. Its main component is a pair of "double wings" that are more than ten meters long and made of metal and runes. The skeleton made of light runes flashes. With a slight halo, the rugged structure is strong enough to make it seem to stretch easily. This pair of wings does not seem to be complete. It is more like a "supplementary frame" equipped on the outside of the wings, except for this pair. Beyond the wings, you can see things like rune armor plates and harness belts. They are all exceptionally huge.

Huge enough to arm the dragon.

They are indeed armor for the dragon.

Maggie watched the rugged yet inexplicable structure full of Cecil's magical industrial-style steel suit. It took a long time to whisper: "You actually made this thing ..."

"In fact, it was not possible to progress so fast," Rebecca held her arms, proudly looked up at the work created by the technical team she led, and casually explained to Maggie, "You know, the project has In the case of limited standards, limited time and cost, priority should be given to promoting projects with high production value. We have only you, the 'Dragon', to create a set of equipment for you personally that obviously does not meet the project standards, but --- "

Rebecca said here that she deliberately lengthened her voice and sold her off, but Maggie had already responded: "... because of diplomatic progress with the Duchy of the Holy Dragon?"

"... you guessed it right away?"

"It's not hard to guess."

"Well, this is indeed the reason," Rebecca scratched her hair. "The ancestor seems to want more chips when dealing with the dragons, so I approved my application-after all, this is only a 'dragon.' The by-products of cavalry 'technology are not large in scale. "

Having said that, Rebecca suddenly looked at Maggie: "In your opinion, do you think this thing will attract the interest of the Dragonborn?"

Maggie raised her head, her eyes fell on the steel wings, and she seemed to be caught in memories and thoughts, and she said slowly, "Many young dragon descendants are eager to fly. Of course they are interested in this thing, but ... In the Duchy of Dragon, the parliamentarians and elders have more say.

"The Principality of the Holy Dragon is a stubborn cold place like ice and stones, where the power of 'tradition' and 'taboo' is beyond your imagination, and 'flying' is unfortunately one of the challenges to taboo. In fact In my opinion, genetic abnormalities are not even the main reason to restrict the dragon descent to the sky-tradition and taboos.

"So don't blame me for being pessimistic, Your Highness Rebecca, I can be sure that even if there are quite a lot of dragon descendants interested in this thing you have created, it will be difficult to become a duke of the Holy Dragon and the Cecil Empire. ' Official ties'. "

Maggie gave a serious reminder, and then saw Rebecca holding her chin for a moment to think. The whimsical princess slaps: "It seems that it can only be smuggled!"

Maggie: "Are you serious?"

"This is just an idea, and I think the ancestor will definitely scold me when he hears it, but after he scolds it, he will think so ..." Rebecca said with a grin, and he had not been exposed for three consecutive days. After the fight, he waved his hand. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I have my ancestors and aunts to consider it. I'm only responsible for the technology. Anyway, in my opinion, as long as it can arouse the interest of some dragons , Then its value is reached. "

Then she beckoned Maggie with a bright smile on her face: "Would you like to try it out? Although we have done a lot of model tests and laboratory tests, if you can use it, you have to try it yourself. . "

Maggie looked at Rebecca's clean and bright smile, inexplicably as if infected, and her mood became brighter.

She smiled and nodded hard: "Of course, I'm happy. But ... does this thing have a name?"

"It's called 'Steel Wings,'" Rebecca said smugly. "The name I gave-simple and straightforward, right?"