Tirion walked into the meeting place.

There was no soft music that symbolized high society, and it was not in some high-end grand ballroom, it was just a meeting room under the port authority, and the reception staff were several representatives of the military — several of whom he still remembered.

I have dealt with it in recent years.

Liszt got up and greeted the "big pirate" who walked into the room.

"I'm sorry, we have limited conditions at this time," the commander-in-chief of defense stretched out his hand, his tone apologetic, "In a hurry, we can only prepare for this kind of reception." ”

Tyrion didn't immediately respond to the other party's handshake, but raised his head to look around - several representatives in frost naval uniforms stood behind Liszt, their expressions were quite natural, but the other entourage and attendants were obviously not so relaxed, some were secretly looking at the few immortals who had walked into the room together, and some were pretending to be calm and turning their gaze away, but there was only one thing in common: in addition to nervousness, there was only exhaustion in their eyes that could not be hidden.

Tirion laughed and reached out to shake Liszt's hand.

"That's good—if you do have a big dinner party for me at this time, and even get a few violin players to mess with nearby, then we won't have to talk."

Feeling the strength of the "Iron Vice Admiral" in front of him, the expression on Liszt's face twitched slightly, and then he withdrew his hand, and his tone was a little embarrassed: "You are prejudiced against us, but you actually know the real situation - we are only on different sides, but as soldiers, the Frost Navy today is still the same as you were back then, and will firmly defend our city-state." ”

"Yes, I know, and I've seen it with my own eyes, and I wouldn't have accepted your invitation if it weren't for that, General," Tirion smiled, his gaze swept over the badge on Liszt's chest, and he paused slightly at the title of "General" before he shook his head and spoke as he walked to the center of the room, "That's the end of the greetings, I know what time it is, we can talk about the city, about the future, or—if you have the courage, about my father." ”

"Your father......" Liszt sat down on the sofa, his body stiffened visibly when he heard the last words of the other, and the next second, the scene that would make all the frost people remember for a lifetime came back to his mind—the giant reflected in the endless sea, the eyes that opened in the clouds like two suns, and the mirror city-state torn and peeled away from the city and burned to ashes in the hands of the giant.

A shudder from the soul was rising, and Liszt forcibly suppressed his memories and looked at the great pirate sitting opposite him with trepidation.

"So, that's really your father, the one who has returned from subspace......" he hesitated to speak, as if he nervous with each word, as if the mere conversation and mention would draw an indescribable gaze to him, "It was really him who made a move at the last minute...... But that posture never appeared in ......"

"It's going to be in the record," Tirion shrugged, "General Liszt, congratulations, Frost will be the first city-state to witness and record this." ”

Speaking of this, he paused and asked concernedly, "I'm curious, what is the atmosphere in the city like now, especially you people, what do you think of this?" ”

"Tension and fear still permeate the city, and I must admit that the night was hard for all - the disaster was over, but in a way that most people could not understand and tremble deeply, and many were speculating about what the last presence that befell the sea, but I guess...... If they really knew, the panic might have worsened," Liszt sighed, "The town hall also dared to guess that it was your father after combing through a lot of information and clues - don't blame us for being sluggish, that scene is so shocking that anyone will hesitate for a long time." ”

"I can understand," Tirion sighed, his expression a little subtle, "he hadn't told me before, and I was just as shocked as you were. ”

Liszt looked at the big pirate in front of him, and a strange feeling flooded in his heart, it was an irrepressible curiosity mixed with the instinctive nervousness of man in the face of the fear of the unknown, and he couldn't help but imagine, how the hell would this "son of Duncan" communicate with his terrible father? How did their father and son decide to help with Frost? The shadow that returned from subspace...... And how do you view the world today?

"I want to ask," the general who had been promoted in the line of fire couldn't help but speak, "your father, he'...... Is it really as rumored that humanity has been restored? ”

When Tirien heard this, he looked surprised: "Isn't he human?" ”

Liszt's mind suddenly appeared of the giant standing in the sky, the scene of a city-state burned to ashes and crushed into powder at the hands of giants, and he opened his mouth and brewed a belly of offensive words, but he did not dare to say a word.

After holding it for a long time, the frost general only said with a tense face: "I believe that he does have a human heart now......"

Tyrion laughed, "I believe you mean it from the bottom of your heart. ”

After saying that, the cold sea pirate picked up the red wine glass on the coffee table and solemnly raised it to Liszt: "Let us toast to this friendship of mutual trust." ”

Liszt: "......"

The Frost General raised his glass, clinked glasses with Tirion with a stiff smile, took a sip, and put it down, "Can I ask you and your father what you and your father want to do next?" ”

Tirien looked incredibly calm: "I don't know. ”

Liszt's eyes widened suddenly: "You don't know? ”

"He hasn't told me yet," Tirion spread his hands, but there was an irrepressible smile in his eyes, he had been fighting with the Frost Navy for half a century, but only this "friendly conversation" tonight was the most pleasant to him, "Originally, I only came here because of my father's orders, and then I participated in the battle, and only to protect the city that Her Majesty Queen Ray Nora once protected, I never thought about my plans after this, it depends on my father's mood next." ”

Liszt subconsciously spoke: "Then how can we contact your father?" ”

Tirien raised his eyelids with a smirk, "...... Do you really want to get in touch? Then I'll tell you a ritual......"

"Ah, it doesn't have to be," Lister felt his back tighten and waved his hand quickly, "I'm just casually mentioning it." ”

"It's best not to have this casual habit when talking about 'him', because you can't tell when 'he' will really look at you," Tirion said, his expression suddenly changed subtly, as if he had some unpleasant memories in mind, so he immediately shook his head, looked at Liszt and changed his tone to a relaxed tone, "Relax, young man, I'm just kidding you, you're all too nervous, this is the first time in fifty years that the Sea Mist Fleet has been Shouldn't we have some relaxed atmosphere like meeting a family? ”

Youngster......

The corners of Liszt's mouth seemed to tremble, but he immediately restrained the embarrassment, and then the expression on his face became serious: "General Tirien, then I won't hide it, and tell you the truth...... Frost is in trouble now. ”

"I know, we just solved it."

"No, I'm not talking about the vision invasion...... That invasion was not a trouble, but a disaster, and now that the disaster is over, the troubles that follow. Now that the frosty order is crumbling, even if the night is spent safely, we still have to solve a lot of problems such as public security, materials, and maritime safety......"

"What does that have to do with me?" Tyrion leaned back on the couch and calmly looked Liszt in the eye, "I'm a rebel—I don't understand that. ”

Before Liszt could say the next words, he was directly choked back by Tirian's attitude.

However, after a few seconds of embarrassment, he quickly collected his emotions and opened his mouth again as if he wanted to say something.

But a rhythmic knock on the door suddenly interrupted what he was about to say.

The door to the parlor opened, and an elegant man in a modest dress, meticulously combed hair, and gold-rimmed glasses entered.

"I hope I'm not too abrupt," the man in the gold-rimmed glasses greeted the guests in the room with a gentle smile on his face, and walked straight to the reception table, "Can I join?" ”

"Oh, Mr. Confidential Secretary," Tirion looked at the young man who appeared in the room for a moment, remembering the other for a moment, and a smile on his face, "I know your glasses - and your hairstyle. ”

Liszt looked at the confidential secretary and quickly asked, "What's the news from the city hall?" ”

The confidential secretary nodded and replied softly, "It's the town hall." ”

Tyrion spoke up, "Let me be clear, I'm not interested in your town hall resolution - we're rebels......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the well-dressed confidential secretary suddenly turned his face and looked into Tirien's eyes as he placed a document on the coffee table, "So is there another possibility?" ”

He paused, pushed the file over, and spoke softly—

"Archon Tirion has arrived at the frost of his loyalty."

(End of chapter)