Rebecca was suddenly called by her name, and her first reaction was to be excited: for this little heir of the declining family, the situation in front of her and the surrounding circle of big people were basically scenes that she had never dreamed of, and even when she ran into the woods to fight with wolves in her childhood and was stunned by a paw, she never had the illusion of this level, watching her ancestors talk and laugh with the big people, she even forgot that she was actually one of the important participants in this meeting.

But Rebecca's good fortune was that she had a good head, even if she was a little blindsided, she calmed down with her strong—even tenacity that was close to necrosis at the end, and after a little bit of language, the little lord from the southern countryside began to tell the king about the nightmare that had happened in Cecil's land.

Everyone listened attentively, even if they didn't expect such a little girl to speak, and the disaster itself made everyone shut their mouths in solemnity.

As for the events that took place on the southern border, most of those present knew more or less. That incident is fermenting throughout the South, and various versions of rumors are flying all over the sky, of course, this is not all the credit of Gawain, the Gawain faction is mainly spreading things about his "resurrection", and he does not focus on the disaster itself - but the disaster is essentially the best rumor catalyst, and after two months of brewing and spreading, it is already known in the South.

Commoners may lack channels to investigate the truth, but nobles are not, through a variety of means, the people present are more or less aware of the incident, Francis II even has secret reports from many nobles in the south, but no matter how detailed the report, it is impossible to have the personal experience of the person concerned more accurate and reliable.

In Rebecca's increasingly fluent narrative, the catastrophe is slowly pieced together and connected to the dark tide of seven hundred years ago, and the appearance of a dragon adds a veil of confusion to the end.

Looking at the frowning kings and nobles, Gawain sighed softly.

These people were all concerned about the resurrection of the founding duke just now, whether the Cecil family wants to seek benefits from the royal family, I am afraid that they have forgotten that the main purpose of the Cecil family to come to the royal capital is actually to report those monsters - but this can't be blamed on them, who makes Gawain's presence higher?

And this sense of existence is still tossed by himself......

“…… Now most of the entire Cecil Territory has been scorched to earth, the dragon flame contains magical power, and the place where it has been burned cannot grow food for years, and my people have to live under the protection of Viscount Grumman," Rebecca has already stood up, she clenched her fists, and the previous timidity and nervousness have disappeared, "Your Majesty, and your Excellencies, although the Cecil Territory is small, but this disaster is a signal, the origin of the dragon may not be clear, but the monster is indeed a disaster, and those monsters also appeared seven hundred years ago, They led to the destruction of the Gondor Empire—and my ancestors experienced it firsthand. ”

Francis II began to talk in a low voice with his former Prime Minister and the Grand Duke of the North, and several others also bowed their heads to discuss, and it was evident that they did not take the news brought by Rebecca as air, thanks to the constant spread of news, secret letters from the South, and the presence of Gawain Cecil himself, without which a declining nobleman from the southern countryside would have come to the king and say that his family territory had been destroyed by monsters and dragons, and all that could be obtained was ridicule, let alone cause discussion, and that it was possible to be held responsible.

But it's hard to say how much they can take and how much they can respond.

After all, the world has been peaceful for seven hundred years.

"Lord Cecil," said the tall, thin man who sat a few seats to Gawain's left, the Grand Duke of the West, Bodwin Francklin, a gentleman who looked polite, "I trust your descendants in this matter, but it's a strange thing - let me go, those monsters really are from the dark tide seven hundred years ago...... Those monsters? ”

"I've been dealing with them for twenty years, and I've been fighting them until I die, and I know them when they're turned to ashes," Gawain said solemnly, "and I've fought them again, and I'm sure those monsters are the kind of things that came out of the dark tides." It's a pity that they will quickly disintegrate after being killed, and there is no way to leave a corpse specimen, and the dragon that followed has burned the entire territory, and now there is no way to send someone to Cecil's territory to check on the situation. ”

Bodwin Franklin and Silas Loren, the Grand Duke of the East, looked at each other, and Gawain said, "If you think that the Cecil family is deliberately exaggerating the truth in exchange for sympathy, and want to take this opportunity to return to the center of power, then you can say it directly. ”

"No, no, no, we don't have that thought," said Archduke Bardwin, hasteningly, "we just need ...... Confirm these things. After all, it involves the Demon Tide seven hundred years ago, and the magnitude of this matter...... Even beyond the scope of any human kingdom alone......"

"But they're already knocking on the door!" Rebecca stood up a little uncontrollably, "I saw them with my own eyes!" ”

"Don't worry, calm down," Gawain pressed Rebecca on the shoulder, pressed her back into her seat, and turned to look at Francis II, "I know your caution is justified, after all, entering a state of war comes at a great cost. I've also brought some evidence of the weaponry that our warriors used in the Southlands - while the corpses of those monsters cannot be saved, the equipment will inevitably be contaminated by the elements when fighting them, and the residual corrosive aura on those equipment should provide you with some references. I believe that even the most brilliant royal scholar would not be able to find a real-world counterpart in those corrosive aura. ”

Two sturdy squires carried a large chest up, and when it was opened, several tattered swords and some twisted and distorted armor were placed in front of everyone.

Those things seemed to have been soaked in strong acid, and the originally smooth metal surface was full of potholes, and with a dirty color, the metal that was most eroded by the power of the elements even turned into a texture similar to rotten wood, and with a light rub of your hand, you can rub out large pieces of debris.

"Now they are harmless and can be touched directly with the hands, but until half a month ago, the steel continued to disintegrate itself," Gawain explained as he watched the king and nobles examine the samples, "If the historians of the past seven hundred years have not slackened home, there must still be records of this in the history books." ”

"Yes, yes......" said Francis II, nodding.

"In addition to this, we also found a wild mage's note by chance, and his note mentions the signs of the sun's red spot and the upsurge of mana......"

Gawain provided all the information he could, but it was clear that the information from the Wild Mage's notes didn't attract much attention.

To most of those present, those things were even less convincing than the debris falling from the swords and armor shards on the table.

"Do you know where that dragon went?" Finally, the Duchess of the North, Victoria Wild, broke the silence, she seemed to care more about the dragon's whereabouts than the monsters, "Or can you guess the purpose of the Ta?" ”

Gawain shook his head: "I don't know about this. ”

Although he was older, it didn't mean that he was more knowledgeable than those present, and Gawain Cecil hadn't dealt with dragons seven hundred years ago.

Well, at least not in my memory.

After seeing those crystals from last night, Gawain didn't believe in the memories he had inherited.

"In fact...... Three months ago, rumours had spread in my territory about dragons," said the Duchess, word for word, "and there were claims of seeing dragons flying from the cold mountains further north—but no other witnesses were found, and the rumour-mongers were shown to have had the illusion that he had drunk too much wine: he had mistaken the snowstorm in the mountains for a dragon. ”

Gawain immediately asked, "Did that person describe the specific appearance of the dragon?" ”

"No," the duchess shook her head, "but I can continue my investigation when I get back." ”

"We must investigate, not only the dragon, but the monsters," said Francis II, "to see if there is anything similar elsewhere in the country, or if there is any abnormal upwelling of magic." ”

Rebecca couldn't help but speak again: "But it's not enough to investigate, you must also be ready for battle - those monsters will suddenly appear, there will be no warning beforehand, if you don't prepare in advance, you won't have time to defend, and by the time the investigators find their traces, it will definitely be too late......"

Duke Silas Loren, who was stationed on the eastern border, glanced at Rebecca with some dissatisfaction: "Do you want to make the soldiers from all over the country ready to fight, waiting for those monsters that don't know when they will come out, or even necessarily when they will appear?" ”

Rebecca subconsciously replied: "Of course it's better if that'......"

"It's impossible, we can't mobilize the soldiers of the whole country just because of an illusory possibility, the local nobility will rebel, and the credibility of the royal family will be reduced," said Duke Silas with a straight face, he was strong and tall, with a typical martial temperament, "What's more, we also have to deal with the threat of the Typhon Empire in the east - that country is a jackal, waiting to gnaw a bite of flesh from Ansu for a day or two." ”

After the destruction of their homeland, the remnants of the former Gondor Empire broke through in four directions, and finally established a new kingdom in the southeast, north, and west of the continent, and the Typhon Empire is located in the eastern part of the continent, and it has developed to this day is the most powerful of the four countries.

The human kingdoms in the north, south, and west all coexist with the original kingdoms or races in the region, but Typhon, who is now the only country in the eastern part of the continent, can imagine its strength and style.

Ansu and Typhon are adjacent to each other, and there are large areas of fertile soil and rich mines on the border between the two, which is simply a natural point of conflict.

In the first few hundred years, the human kingdoms that were related to the same family could still remember the brotherhood and keep peace, but long-term peace was not realistic - a hundred years ago, the Ansu civil strife, the Typhon Empire took the opportunity to "move its hands and feet" on the border line, and the relationship between the two countries began to deteriorate sharply, and now, it can be said that there is almost no peace.

There are no big frontal wars, but small frictions never stop.

As far as the current situation of the Ansu Kingdom is concerned, the south is barren and peaceful, the northern states have no contradiction with Ansu, and the Oguray tribal state on the west side has always been an ally of Ansu, and among the four realms, only the eastern realm has been under the pressure of war for the past hundred years, so the Duke of Silas Loren of the armed faction will never agree to turn his military power to guard against those ethereal monsters, for him, those things that are close to legend are far less threatening than the army of Typhon, which dangles under his nose every day.