The giant eagle swept across the chaotic and filthy sky, the eagle brought messengers and distant news, and under the watchful eyes of the soldiers and craftsmen, the iron-gray bird of prey circled twice in the sky, and then landed steadily on the landing platform on the side of the pinnacle base, aided by the surface guiding lights.

"Goo!!"

The eagle let out a loud and excited chirp after completing its mission, and although it was a shameful call, the owner of the eagle was clearly accustomed to it—Sonia jumped off the broad back of the bird of prey, her steps were light and graceful, and then she gently patted her partner's hanging feathers and strode towards the camp.

On the way, she glanced up and saw that a hexagonal tower frame tens of meters high had risen in the open ground not far away.

In the dim light of the sky, she saw craggy steel bars and runic columns stretching and intertwined within the frame, like the bones and blood vessels of giants, faint runic brilliance circulating near the base of the frame, providing a stable source of magic for the entire construction site, and inside and outside the solid scaffolding, powerful mechanisms and weight-reducing pallets were constantly transporting all kinds of building materials and personnel to the frame, casting the towers and burying the magic mechanisms.

A little further away from the site, in a narrow strip of land towards the Black Forest, a series of small towers can be seen rising or taking shape – where the "pressure relief points" or "purifiers" are located.

Even though it was already a cold winter, these projects were not delayed in the slightest, but because all the machinery and personnel were in place, several temporary front-line factories in the base were started, and the efficiency was improved a lot.

Even a high-ranking messenger from the Silver Empire couldn't help but sigh: "The efficiency of the Cecil people ...... It's horribly high......"

A voice came from not far away, interrupting Sonya's exclamation: "You've only been away for two days, don't you need to sigh like this—the construction of the two days doesn't seem to have changed so much." ”

Sonia turned her head when she heard this, and saw Gawain standing not far away with a smile on her face, she couldn't help but smile, and said as she walked over: "Elves are good at accurately perceiving changes in things from details, and I can even count how many ...... those workers have raised those buildings in just two days."

"How much?"

“…… Well, I'm a metaphor...... You weren't so serious 700 years ago, were you? ”

"The occasional joke helps maintain a state of mind, which is invaluable in this wasteland," Gawain diminished the subject, "How's the reply?" ”

"As you might have guessed, Rosetta Augustus welcomes you at any time, and he will entertain you with the highest specifications—to welcome heroes and to welcome the top nobles of neighboring nations," Sonia said, taking out a letter sealed with magic thread and fire paint from the delicate openwork wooden tube she carried with her, "This is his reply. ”

Gawain's gaze fell on the scroll with the royal insignia of Typhon.

After a second's pause, he took the letter, opened it casually, and glanced at its contents quickly.

The ruler of Typhon's empire responded to Gawain's letter with impeccable and impeccable manners, and at the end of the letter, His Majesty the Emperor gladly accepted Gawain's visit and welcomed him.

After a while, Gawain put away the reply letter that he had expected a long time ago, and exhaled softly: "Very good, then I will leave tomorrow." ”

Sonia couldn't help but be surprised: "So anxious? ”

"I've wanted to meet that Emperor Typhon for a long time, and I've been preparing for this for a long time," Gawain said casually, and then mentioned in passing, "By the way, your queen has sent a message - the Silver Empire has officially established a deep technical cooperation with the Cecil Empire, and you and your courier team will remain with me as exchange ambassadors for the time being, because you are not there, and the Banner Magister has accepted the queen's orders on your behalf." ”

Sonia blinked, slightly stunned.

So fast?

She was not surprised by the news itself, as she had expected the Silver Queen to accede to the request after learning that the Duchy of Cecil was interested in establishing a technical exchange with the Silver Empire - the Queen had never been a rigid and conservative person, and more than half of her most trusted court advisors were progressive reformers, she just didn't expect the news to come so early.

Removing the necessary links such as the drafting of official documents and departmental coordination in the internal affairs process of the empire, the bill itself is very likely to be passed in two to three days!

The high-ranking messenger lowered his eyelids slightly, and thoughts flooded through his mind.

…… This is not the normal pace at which bills are finalized.

The queen and the "iron-fisted prime minister" Lord Valendian directly pushed the matter forward.

Seemingly...... The sorcerers are in more trouble than outsiders think.

……

Dark, dirty clouds obscured the wasteland sky, and the outline of the Great Sun was blocked out of the clouds, only the hazy glow of the slowly moving sky, rising and falling, proved the existence of the sun, marking the alternation of day and night.

At the base of Typhon's Peak, in a stone palace rising from the ground, Rosetta Augustus was sitting at her desk, bowing her head to review the documents that the acolytes had just copied.

The contents of these documents were the most important information in the country and matters that needed to be ordered by the Emperor himself, and they relied on the transmission of the Messenger Mage Tower along the way, and they were transmitted to the Pinnacle Base at almost no cost, and each letter cost enough money to cover the income of a civilian for two years.

There were not many documents, and only a few of them required personal instructions, but more detailed reports on the domestic situation and the noble councils and the various legions, and Rosetta Augustus quickly disposed of all the papers, and there was a faint smile of satisfaction hidden in that grim and slightly gloomy face.

Archduke Ferdinand Wendell, who was governor at home, did a good job, and the empire ran in good order.

The Emperor stood up and handed the processed papers to the chief chamberlain, who was already waiting, and then he exhaled slightly and stepped to the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the room.

A third of the area of the Spike Base was presented to him.

Before the arrival of winter, hundreds of mages relied on fossils to turn fossils into mud, mud to stone, wall building, rock formation and other spells to turn this rotten and twisted land into a camp, and on this basis, they drew a walled city circle and set up a magic shield that could protect the entire peak base.

He could see that on the south side of the pinnacle base, a dense magical light was shining, and several mages floating in the air were using their hands to pile up heavy and huge rocks on the high platform, and the parts that had been piled up could already see the outlines of the first and second layers of the octagonal tower.

Facts have proved that the policy of systematic registration of the profession of the transcendent, the implementation of the state establishment, and the mandatory unified management is effective, and if it were not for this "new policy" that has been implemented since more than ten years ago, who would have dared to imagine the existence of "engineering mages"?

However, Rosetta stared at the scene outside the window, and her brow furrowed slightly.

In Ansu, in the sudden rise of the Duchy of Cecil, they seem to have gone further and more thoroughly than Typhon on the path of "transcendent power for development......

Would that be the right path?

Rosetta was interrupted by the rhythmic sound of boots stomping on the ground, and he turned his head to see a tall young knight with a gray-haired shawl with determined eyes standing behind him.

"Your Majesty," the young wolf general, Andesa Wendell, bowed her head, "Lady Shiva Far Traveler has received a summons from Sonya's messenger, and the visitor will be there soon. ”

Rosetta was slightly surprised, but nodded faintly: "I know." ”

Shiva Far Traveler was a messenger sent to Typhon by the Silver Empire, and Sonia Frostleaf was a messenger on Ansu's side. Elven couriers are a unique profession that doesn't just deliver letters and parcels as one might think, but in fact they are masters of teleportation magic—especially the special teleportation magic that is cast between couriers.

The courier can send messages between his compatriots with very low mana loss, as long as the distance is close enough, and now that Shiva Far Traveler has received the signal, it means that the Duke of Gawain Cecil is very close, which is what surprised Rosetta slightly: he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly.

"Andresa," Emperor Typhon said suddenly, "guess how the ancient Grand Duke came to be from the dead?" ”

"How?" The young wolf general was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood the deep meaning of the emperor's question.

For people at the level of the Duke of the Protector and the Emperor, their travel and visit often have a special significance, and every action they make in the process is actually a manifestation of a different "negotiation language" -

Gawain Cecil is coming to the camp of the Typhon Empire, and for this reason he has to cross a not too short journey, and this journey is in the wasteland.

It's full of roaming monsters, with the outer outposts of the Pinnacle being attacked on average every three days, and the unsheltered, unprotected wilderness areas are even more dangerous.

The process of crossing the wasteland itself is a process of demonstrating strength.

It was obviously impossible for him to borrow the elven eagle for safety and convenience, that would make him lose face.

He could choose to bring a well-equipped, well-supplied, and large guard, which was a demonstration of his army and principality, and even the power of the Ansu Kingdom to a certain extent.

He can also rely on his legendary strength, only bring a few top masters to come, and challenge and cross the wasteland with a few people, which is to show his strong personal strength.

For an imperial ruler, Rosetta Augustus was clearly more afraid of the former.

"He's coming quickly," Andesa Wendell quickly made her own judgment after figuring out the meaning behind the question, "It is clear that he would not have been able to go so fast with an army of ordinary people - so it is likely that he crossed this wasteland journey with only a few escorts and relied on his legendary strength." ”

After speaking, the young female knight couldn't help but shake her head slightly: "Maybe the legendary ancient hero is just a reckless man...... He's just here to show his personal force. ”

Rosetta Augustus glanced at Andesa silently, as if to say something, but before he could speak, a faint commotion and a vague sound of some kind of shrill flute suddenly came from a distance.

The Emperor and his knights looked at each other.

At the same time, outside the gate of Typhon's Peak base, Gawain and Amber were sitting in the back row of the magic car.

In front of them, a high stone wall stood ten meters away, and a group of slightly stunned Typhon soldiers were standing on the wall pointing at this side, two mages who had come to check on the situation were flying in from a distance, and behind them, a convoy of three magic vehicles and four guards with "Iron Ambassadors" was lined up.

Amber poked her head and kept looking back and forth at the pinnacle base built by the Typhonians, and couldn't help but compare it to Cecil's pinnacle base: "This should have been directly 'pulled' up by wall-building and rock-building...... Although it is not as beautiful as the reinforced concrete wall, it looks quite impressive, and their base looks bigger than ours. ”

"The Typhonians arrived at their engineering site before we did." Gawain said casually.

"Hey, hey," Amber couldn't help but lean over to Gawain, "did you say that Emperor Typhon would be interested in your proposal?" ”

"Then I don't care - I'll have to get the car out first, anyway."