Gawain knew that even if he had agreed with Rosetta here, there were still countless details to be negotiated about how to work out the rules for rebuilding the Circumcontinental Route, how to distribute the revenue of the route, how to ensure the safety of ship traffic, and how to lay the groundwork for a future international maritime bill, and that the agreement, at least on paper, would have to ensure that Typhon and other countries had "equal opportunities" for the development of seafaring technology, and that the subsequent negotiation process would likely continue for a long time. Even after this 112th meeting, there will be a number of phased meetings waiting for diplomats from both sides (and others who may be involved in the future).

After all, this is a historic event that can change the situation on the mainland, and even if Cecil will have an overwhelming majority of voice in the Circumcontinental Route, Gawain must give enough respect and decency to everyone involved - otherwise it will be inconsistent with the political ideas he has been promoting.

But no matter how you negotiate and adjust the details later, the general direction of this matter has been set, and nothing will change - this is the meaning of the closed-door meeting.

With a final nod, Rosetta let out a sigh of relief, as if he had lifted a heavy burden or stepped over a difficult challenge, and the muscles around his cheeks relaxed.

Both Gawain and Amber thought he would be frustrated and lost for at least a moment, but to their surprise, Rosetta just exhaled like that, his eyes still bright, as if he were full of unquenchable confidence, and he had found the next goal to fight for—a goal that might be more difficult than any challenge he had faced at home, but one that had only lifted his fighting spirits.

"We're all going to have a better time, right?" He looked at Gawain, his eyes deep with a glimmer of light.

"Of course, we're not sitting here to turn our country back," Gawain smiled, casually picking up the glass on the coffee table and toasting Rosetta, "How about a toast to our tomorrow?" ”

Rosetta also raised his glass, and in the crisp sound of collision, the economic structure of the Loren continent in the next few decades was laid and initially distributed.

Before putting down the wine glass, Rosetta said again: "Then since this matter has been decided, the Cecil army stationed on the side of Winterwolf Castle ......"

Gawain laughed, "The soldiers will be returning home before the end of spring, there are many families in need of reunion - my engineering troops can work hard, maybe we can even restore the trade routes around Winterwolf Castle before the Fire Moon arrives." ”

“…… The resumption of trade routes could stimulate the local economy, and several towns south of Winterwolf could become thriving places for commerce," Rosetta said slowly, "on this warm day...... Isn't it time for our Typhon soldiers to go home too? ”

"Of course, the same will be before the end of spring." Gawain replied even more happily - in fact, he didn't plan to take Andesa who was currently recuperating in the Thorin region and those Typhon soldiers who were captured at the same time as hostages, and he didn't plan to use these "chips" to do anything, although he once wanted to fight Typhon's idea of mass-producing transcendentals, but with the continuous breakthrough of artificial neural cable technology, with the application and promotion of "wet piece host" and "servo cranium" in auxiliary casting, Cecil's shortcomings in mass-producing transcendents have found another breakthrough point, He didn't need any "hostages" anymore.

In this case, instead of exchanging "hostages" for some interests that are no longer important, it is better to take advantage of the situation to strengthen his reputation in the "alliance", enhance the persuasiveness of the "community with a shared future", and change some positive images in the international community - not to mention, he is also looking forward to the benefits that Rosetta promised "a place where business flourishes".

Subsequently, they finalized the plan for the handling of many post-war affairs - the details still need to be discussed in detail by diplomats and think tanks on both sides, but the general direction has been finalized in this reception room, and as time goes by, the sun that had risen in the morning has gradually risen into the sky, and the topic of dealing with the aftermath of the war has finally come to an end.

Gawain exhaled, looked at Rosetta, who was sitting across from him, and mentioned another thing: "I'm here today because I have another thing to tell you. ”

"Another thing?" A hint of doubt flashed across Rosetta's face, "About what?" ”

Gawain picked up a Thorin fruit and said slowly while observing the smooth red surface of the fruit in the sunlight, "Tarrond—do you know the name?" ”

"Talrond ......" Rosetta immediately had a thoughtful look on his face, and he nodded slowly, "Not long ago, this was a completely unfamiliar name, but lately I've heard a lot of information about it, half of it comes from the newspapers you publish publicly—it's the land of dragons, in the far north, on the other side of the Eternal Storm, right?" ”

"That's right," Gawain nodded, "of course, now that the Eternal Storm is gone, there is only a vast sea that stands between us and the Dragon Nation. ”

“…… The land of dragons, I used to think it was just a legend, everyone thought it was just a legend, although we all know that dragons are real, but many stories describe them as creatures that live in other dimensions, like those elemental creatures or spirit creatures," Rosetta said with a hint of emotion, "Who would have thought that there was a civilization founded by dragons just outside the Loren continent?" ”

Gawain glanced at Rosetta quietly, and he deliberately waited for two seconds before breaking the silence unhurriedly: "Yes, this civilization is real, and not only does it exist - they will also become part of the Alliance." ”

The room was instantly quiet, even a person as calm as Rosetta was a little dazed at this moment, and Matilda, who was sitting next to him, couldn't hide her stunned look, staring at her for a long time, until Gawain broke the silence, and the two of them reacted.

"It looks like you're surprised." Gawain said with a smile.

"What did you just say?" Rosetta looked at Gawain with wide eyes, unable to hide the surprise in his tone, "You say...... You even invited the dragon to this meeting? Those real dragons?! ”

"Yes," Gawain nodded, "Although Cecil has revealed the dragon's true existence in the media, it's normal for you not to know that they will attend the alliance meeting under wraps - I deliberately controlled this information. In short, the dragon will appear at the Alliance meeting and join us as a mortal realm, which I think will be a good boost to the conference process. ”

Rosetta had already reacted from his shock at this time, he calmed down, and at the same time thoughtful: "...... Indeed, if the dragon fell from the sky and announced that he would volunteer to join the Alliance, the delegates who were skeptical and wavering about the Alliance would be greatly shaken, and I can't think of anyone else who would throw out their opposition in that situation, and they might not even be able to keep their cool thoughts...... It's a card that everyone expected. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look up at Gao Wen again, with some doubts in his expression: "Who else knows about this matter?" ”

"The Silver Empress Blasetia, who is the witness and recorder, the ambassador of the Principality of the Holy Dragon from the north—gone," Gawain said, "the former is the organizer of the meeting, and naturally knows the list of all the delegates, and the latter has a lot to do with the dragon. ”

“…… Dragonborn, I still remember the shock I felt when the front line reported that there were dragons in Cecil's air force, and even if we later found out that those 'dragons' were actually 'dragonborn' from the north, this shock did not diminish much," Rosetta shook his head with a complicated expression, his tone with obvious emotion, "I didn't expect that after such a short period of time, I would be shocked by the real dragon...... But why are you telling me this? ”

"Because Tarlund needs help now," Gawain said solemnly, "and I plan to use this to establish a long-running Food Council, and in doing so, to establish a basic order of mutual assistance within the members of the Alliance—and for that I need more strong support, and Typhon is the most powerful voice in the south and east of the continent." ”

“…… Need help from Tallund? Rosetta felt more and more that the topic was rushing in a legendary direction, almost to the point where she couldn't understand it, "Those legendary dragons, you say? A dragon that can destroy a human city-state alone? They came to the Loren Continent to ask for help? ”

"It's a long story," Gawain sighed softly, "First of all, please don't think of them as despicable people who have come to the human world for help after a crisis, what happened in Talrond is more tragic than anything you and I have ever experienced, and all this has been ...... since a full 1,870,000 years ago."

Rosetta got up in silence, picked up the red wine on the coffee table and poured it for Gawain himself, and then poured himself another glass - from the other party's expression, he already judged that the story would be long, long.

……

Betty went back to the room where the golden dome was kept, and the dragon egg named "Enya" still stood quietly on the fluted base, and the sun shining in from the near noon sun shone brightly on the walls and floor, and also made the faint halo around the golden dome seem to be brighter—a very peaceful and peaceful atmosphere lingered in the room, making the maid who was already in a good mood even more pleasant.

"Good morning! Lady Enya! Betty walked quickly to the Golden Dome with great energy, bowed down politely, and greeted happily, "Ah, are you reading the newspaper?" ”

She saw a newspaper floating in the air in front of the Golden Dome, the well-printed paper glowing slightly in the sunlight, and some invisible force held it up, making it float at a forty-five degree angle "in front of the Dome", and just then the newspaper turned a page, and the paper made a pleasant sound as it turned in the air.

"Good morning, Betty," a gentle voice came from the Dome, "yes, I'm reading the newspaper—the one you hastily delivered in the morning." ”

"Ah, I'm a little busy in the morning and haven't had a good chat with you......" Betty scratched her hair a little embarrassedly, and then looked at Enya and the newspaper floating in the air, "How is it?" Do you find things in the newspaper interesting? ”

"Very interesting – and very useful," Enya said with a smile, "I can learn about what's going on in your kingdom and how many of you think about the world...... And I can't remember how many years I've not seen such a primitive medium, and I love the feeling of life in these quaint prints. ”

Betty thought for a moment and couldn't help but say, "You always say things that sound profound...... I don't understand it. ”

"Ah, yes...... I'm sorry, I've always been used to this way of speaking," Enya said apologetically, "It's very difficult for me to express my emotions frankly and accurately, and it's even more difficult for me to consider the listener's receptivity in the process, so I'll pay attention to it later." ”

Betty quickly waved her hand when she heard it: "You don't have to apologize like that, I understand things very slowly, I'm used to it!" And I know you're happy right now – and I'm happy! ”

The voice inside the eggshell was quiet for a moment, followed by some curiosity: "Betty, you always seem to be happy. ”

"yes," Betty laughed, shining brightly in the sun, "because there's always something good going on." ”

"Is there always something good going on...... That's good," Enya seemed moved, but soon as if she had put something behind her, her voice became brisk, "Can you tell me more about the city?" Your story seems to be a little more interesting than what is written in the newspapers. ”

"Absolutely!" Betty nodded happily, but before she could "tell the story", she first pulled out a soft white cloth from her side, and then said as she walked towards the Dome, "But I'm going to wipe your eggshell first—I can wipe it again~"

Enya's tone was a little strange for a moment: "...... Actually, I think it's okay not to wipe it, but if you think it's interesting, then rub it. ”

Soon, the "creaking" sound of the soft cloth wiping the eggshells echoed in the room, and with the sound of wiping, Betty began to tell Enya about everything about Cecil City, what she saw as the city had experienced and happened from nothing.

……

At the same time, in the deepest space of the Fortress of Disobedience, in the "courtyard" of the Shadow Realm, the giant deer Amourn, clad in white holy light, was lying quietly on the ground composed of broken boulders, metal beams, crystal shards, etc.

The holy creature as large as a mountain was now with its eyes open, its crystal-like, white-filled eyes staring straight at something placed not far in front of him—a large magic web terminal device, its alloy base inlaid with high-quality projection crystals, and a faint shimmer of light flowing from the crystals.

The device has not yet been activated, and a short distance from the device can be seen as a magic obelisk for boosting and relaying signals, an additional magic web power supply matrix, and a number of other magical items with different functions.

Not far from the giant deer Amon, there was a huge shadow, it was a beautiful lady as tall as a bell tower, and the lower half of her body was composed of illusory magical clouds, this lady was squatting to the side at the moment, she looked at the large magic net terminal that had not yet been activated, and then looked at the giant deer that was motionless, and finally couldn't help but say, "Do you need help?" ”

"No," the former god of nature immediately rejected, "I can do it myself." ”

"You've been messing around for a long time - it only takes ...... to get it to start"

"No, I can do it myself!"