At the top of the City of a Thousand Towers, the rooms of the dimly lit court seem to be forever shrouded in a hazy veil, and as long as you stand in this tower and look out, even when the sky is clear, you will feel a layer of haze floating in the sky, and feel that there is some kind of inexplicable "barrier" between the urban buildings surrounding the tower and the tower, and occasionally those who are lucky enough to visit the tower will be impressed by such a sight - but no one can explain the source of this "veil" feeling.

There is no corresponding information, no technical interpretation by the royal mages, and the rulers of the tower never explain the secrets of their abode to the lower mages, and the "veil" shrouded in this tower is the oldest of the many secrets of the Violet Kingdom, it is not very conspicuous, but it always arouses the interest of some prying eyes.

Prince Nash stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window depicted with bronze lace, his eyes calmly looked at the distant sky, and in the dim skylight, the eyes of the King of Mages reflected a scene that was slightly out of place with the current time and space - at a certain moment, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it slightly, so the scene outside the tower instantly shook abnormally, and in the next second, a vague shadow appeared outside the "curtain", and quickly dissipated in a silent wail, As if dissolved in the bright sunlight outside.

"There are always eyeless elemental beings or mana spirits that are attracted to them," Nash Narter muttered with a frown, "especially this year. ”

"This is a powerful magical hub, and it is also the focus of space-time distortion, just like the bottom of the funnel, all the extraordinary powers within the funnel will slide towards this 'loophole', which is determined by the laws of nature," said the lady in the mirror with a smile, "The curtain of the dim royal court will attract those elemental creatures and mana spirits with keen perception, and the frequency is about the same every year, according to my monitoring records, the situation has not changed much this year." ”

“…… That's probably because I'm too sensitive," Prince Nash thought for a moment and couldn't help but sigh, "After all, there's been a lot going on lately. ”

The beautiful lady in the mirror looked at Prince Nash's back, and after a moment of silence, she whispered, "Seriously, don't you consider responding to the invitation of that 'alliance'?" Or at least take part in these recent interesting new changes in Loren. The mages who lived in the Outer Zones had been very close to the merchants of Loren during this time, and they were very interested in the 'Circumcontinental Route'. ”

"I have not banned commercial exchanges at the private level, and I have already approved the passage of the Circumcontinental Route in the Southern Strait," Prince Nash turned to look at the lady who appeared in the mirror, the expression on his face was serious, "For the Violet Kingdom, this level of 'openness' is enough - we should not establish too much contact with the countries on the continent of Loren." As for the mages who inhabit the cities of the Outer Zones...... They're essentially different from us, aren't they? Benadella. ”

"Ah, ah, yes, they are more relaxed and freer than we are," the lady in the mirror stretched out her hands and sighed half-jokingly, "not like us, who have to live a life of eternal isolation with a bunch of meaningless missions. ”

"Okay, don't complain about that, we're not 'isolated' - at least every year there are still some mage apprentices who have passed the test from the Loren continent to the City of a Thousand Towers, and we often send people to Loren to observe the changes in the world, which is better than a thousand years ago," Prince Nash smiled and calmed Benadeddo in the mirror, and quickly changed the subject, "Compared to this, your clothes today are beautiful." ”

"This is the one I wore yesterday."

“…… Yesterday's one was also beautiful. ”

Benadedore in the mirror crossed her waist and sighed: "...... Don't you have a brain? ”

Prince Nash opened his mouth, which seemed a little stuck for a moment, then he smiled awkwardly, turned back to face the floor-to-ceiling window, and continued to fall into deep thought.

……

The meeting has lasted for several days, and the leaders or plenipotentiaries from dozens of large and small countries in the continent of Loren have squeezed their brainpower in these days, mobilizing all the information resources and think tank resources in their hands, and every day, they have to face a series of huge information that can affect the entire known world, and the next day, they have to give feedback on this information and vote - this meeting has already exceeded the expectations of most countries, like a rapid tsunami, enveloping the ups and downs of the entire era, And those who are caught off guard are acutely aware of the enormous impact this series of changes will have on the world as a whole – including on their own countries.

They are like a group of helmsmen caught in a great wave, holding the steering wheel in a little panic in this silent storm, no matter what the situation, no matter how much they have, they are trying their best to control the direction of their ship, trying to find a safe and advantageous position and direction in this great wave that changes the world, and can give an account to their people and subjects after returning.

And with the passage of time, this huge wave presents a certain law day by day, and the helmsmen finally vaguely grasp the rhythm of the wind and waves, so the loose and messy "fleet" finally has a trace of order, more and more consensus has been reached in fierce discussions and exchanges, more and more common interests have been recognized, and some old contradictions have been temporarily shelved or conceded in the face of greater interests - the wind and waves have not subsided, but the helmsmen have recognized the order of the "fleet", So a series of results were brewed in this process -

Initially, the Union was formed and the Constitution of the Union came into force, followed by the opening of the Circumcontinental Route, the entente of the route and the Maritime Trade Act, followed by the establishment of the Union Food Committee and the passage of the bill on food aid to Tallund, the establishment of the Air and Sea Ring and the entry into force of the relevant bills, and at the same time a series of laws on intracontinental trade were voted on, the method of adjudicating conflicts between States, the framework of international law and the memorandum of necessity, and the General Principles of Security of Member States......

The meeting lasted a long time, but every minute was extremely stressful.

In this process, a series of publicly available information from the 112 Conference was continuously disseminated through the intelligence channels of various countries—even the most backward and small remote countries also transmitted the news back to China as soon as possible by leasing the remote communication networks of Cecil, Typhon, and the Silver Empire.

Time passed like this, and on the tenth day, the public agenda of the 112 meeting finally ended, and with the approval of the "General Measures for the Identification of Land and Sea Boundaries (Provisional)", the flag fluttering above the oath ring gradually returned to a bleak normal.

Under the banner of gold on a blue background, Gawain breathed a sigh of relief, the most important part of his mind was finally solved, but he had not completely let go of this breath - the public part of this meeting was over, but there were still some things that needed to be handled cautiously and could not be discussed in a hurry to be discussed publicly. After regaining his spirits, he raised his head, his gaze swept over the already slightly tired faces of the delegates under the various banners, and his voice broke the silence in a low voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have just voted to pass the last bill, and we would like to celebrate the successful conclusion of the public agenda of this meeting."

After the applause ended, Gawain continued: "Next, according to the meeting process recorded in the manual, we will move to a closed-door meeting - there is only one representative from each country on the scene, please leave the rest of the assistant team, the affairs team, and the media team in an orderly manner, and all the remaining representatives can rest for 30 minutes. Please stay away, as the Ring of Vows will be temporarily locked down until the end of the meeting after thirty minutes. ”

There was an additional closed-door meeting at the end of the stage, which had already been written down in the meeting brochure sent to the delegates, so the delegates were not surprised or suspicious of what Gawain had said, and in fact some of the more well-informed and smelly people had even roughly guessed what the closed-door meeting was going to discuss, and their faces showed a thoughtful look for a moment, but in the end no one said anything.

Afterwards, the representatives of the parties and their assistant team began to leave the venue or go to the rest area to rest in an orderly manner according to the requirements of the process, and Gawain temporarily left his seat, but he did not go far, but went straight to the banner of the Silver Empire, where Bethsetia was standing, discussing something with Rosetta Augustus.

Noticing Gawain's approach, Belsetia turned around with a faint smile on her face, and then Rosetta looked up at the side, and raised her right hand to gesture - he held a glass of low-alcohol dessert wine in his hand, the slightly reddish liquor and the delicate crystal glass sparkling in the sunlight.

"Uncle Gawain," Belsetia greeted with a smile, the majestic aura of Ling Ran belonging to the "Silver Empress" in her previous meeting had gradually dissipated, "Your performance today is still very outstanding. ”

"I don't need that kind of flattery," Gawain smiled, "and then again—don't you call me 'Uncle Gawain' only in private?" ”

"Even if the occasion is 'private' to me now—this meeting is tiring enough, and it's better to relax during a break," said Belsetia in a relaxed tone. ”

Gawain looked at Rosetta Augustus on the side, his eyes fell on the other's wine glass, and said casually, "Is this drinking during the meeting?" ”

Rosetta shook the crystal glass in her hand and smiled lightly: "Long meetings make my mouth dry, and a moderate amount of alcohol can make me more sober than drinking water." ”

Gawain thought about it and couldn't help but say more: "...... This wine is actually made from the fruit of the Thorin tree. ”

Rosetta's expression changed a little for a moment, and then when he looked at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were a little crying and laughing, and after a moment he muttered, "Do you want to say that even this glass of wine is older than mine?" ”

"Just kidding, I don't think Berthira would treat the fruit hanging from the tree as some kind of descendant blood," Gawain said with a smile - although he really felt that if there was a wise P player standing here, he would be able to make a claim about Typhon with a Thorin tree fruit - and then he got straight to the point, "It's about to enter the final link, is Typhon ready?" ”

"As we agreed before, Typhon will stand firmly on Cecil's side when it comes to the Theocracy," Rosetta Augustus' expression immediately became serious, "You can rest assured—there is no resistance to this. ”

Has the remnants of the god of war in Typhon's country that has not yet bowed to Aldenan been completely swept away...... And it sounds like the House of Augustus has also regained control of the country and closed the vast void left by the collapse of the God of War Church......

Gawain didn't speak again, just nodded slightly.

"The Silver Empire is also ready—as are the Kingdom of Kaolin and the small southern kingdoms," Blasetia said as she said, "The opinions of the top leaders of the Druid Orthodox Church are unanimous on this matter, but it cannot be ruled out that there will be a small counterattack by some of the esoteric organizations in the forest and the die-hard fundamentalists of the people. The Elven Court can solve these problems, but our progress will be slower, and I hope you will know this in advance. ”

"I understand, after all, the influence of divine power in the Silver Empire is deep-rooted, and the long lifespan of your race has made it difficult for many elves who have lived through the ancient era to accept it...... Change. Gao Wen nodded slightly, and at the same time couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in his heart: many times, the progress of the times not only needs the growth of new things, but also the death of old things, and even the death of a generation of old people.

This is where the sorrow of the Immortal Race lies in this world - compared to the short-lived races that change rapidly, the members of the Immortal Race ...... It's too hard to die. They have lived too long, and memories have wrapped around their race like a long rope, and even though the rope has rotted and molded, the younger generation is still trapped in it.

Rosetta on the side showed a somewhat surprised expression: "Are there still elves who firmly believe in the original druid doctrine and refuse to recognize the existing druid factions?" ”

"Yes, not only followers, but even a handful of old spirits who lived through the 'fundamentalist era' are alive," Beersetia said with a complicated face, "including a high-ranking druid priest and a small group of priests from more than three thousand years ago...... Although these elves have moved away from the center of ecclesiastical power, acquiescing to the order established by the Elven Court and the symbolic status of the high priests of the royal family, their influence in some original religious groups is still enormous, and it cannot be ruled out that they may have had secret ties with certain occult groups for the past three thousand years......"

Gawain couldn't help frowning, Belsetia hadn't said this last time, and he couldn't help but look at the Silver Empress: "They won't like the Elven Court to carry out another 'reform' on the issue of the god of nature...... How are you going to deal with this group? ”

"We can't take tough measures, we can't turn a blind eye to them," Belsetia sighed, "I'll be patient with them—rest assured, I've dealt with them for hundreds of years, and it's a headache, but it's not unsolvable." ”

Speaking of this, the silver empress smiled helplessly, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Maybe only their gods can persuade these old men who refuse to forget the past." ”

Gawain: "......"