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"What kind of person do you think Viscount Hermiel is?" Hallmark turned his head, looked at the old butler who had served him for many years, and asked casually.

"I shouldn't judge a nobleman." The butler responded meticulously.

"An impetuous young man, but his talent cannot be ignored." Earl Hallmark didn't care how the butler responded, but just said to himself, "He has become the richest member of the younger generation of nobles within a few years. It's not because of luck—although many people think that he was just lucky enough to meet that craftsman named Martin, and lucky enough to meet the Angrei loom."

Having said that, Earl Hallmark couldn't help shaking his head: "I admire such a young man, but like other young people, he only focuses on what he is interested in. From the standpoint of being a Typhon nobleman, He to Cecil... what is this?"

His eyes were suddenly attracted by the things that a servant was picking up from the table, and he couldn't help asking—it looked like a thin book with a colorful cover and looked very cheap Binding method, he didn't see the letters on the cover until the servant brought the things over——

"Magic Life"

"Magazine..." Hallmark is not a closed person, he recognized that this thin book is actually a "magazine" that has gradually become popular in recent years, but this magazine is not something his family subscribes to, "Yes Did Viscount Hermiel fall?"

The butler came over and took a look, then nodded: "It looks like it is."

"A decent aristocrat probably wouldn't care about such a thing, but I'd better send someone to deliver it to him later," Hallmark said, taking the magazine and casually flipping through the first few pages of it, "Well... ...was this done by the Cecils?"

"Yes, sir," the butler replied, "this is a magazine recently run by several Cecil merchants, and the content is to introduce the lifestyle of the magic era—of course, it mainly introduces the lifestyle of the Cecil people. It was very popular among decent citizens for two months, because many of the magic devices mentioned in the magazine are hot commodities on the market."

"Respectable citizen..."

"Yes, decent citizens who can buy a magic freezer a year, such as lawyers and doctors. Of course, many young nobles also like this kind of magazine-they like those novelty and interesting machines."

Earl Hallmark hummed, then asked seemingly casually, "Is anyone in this house subscribing to it?"

"Yes, as far as I know, Mr. Chef Richard is subscribing to it - he has often mentioned to people recently that he has a plan to add a magic player in his home..."

"Tell Mr. Richard—and others, that if they bring something like this to this house, they can cancel all their shopping plans," said the count deadpan. "It's not like we don't have our own Magazine."

"……Yes, sir."

Chapter 0879 Touching the Boundary

A continuously spreading light blue halo rippling from around the detection door, accompanied by the voice broadcast of the artificial intelligence Omega, the barrier opened, and the gate leading to Tarrond stabilized in front of Noretta.

This white and elegant dragon flapped its wings, and glided beautifully through the navigation light ring in front of the gate. The barrier entrance shrank and closed behind her, isolating the howling cold air of the Arctic Ocean.

Noretta lowered her head, enjoying the comfortable temperature created by the weather controller. The verdant mountains and hills stretched out in her field of vision, and the low-altitude traffic network between cities intertwined on the ground. The familiar scenery in this hometown During the process, she took a deep breath, soaking her four biological lungs and two sets of mechanical lungs in the clean and warm air.

Tallond is like spring all year round, at least for the last four millennia, but earlier, the continent was also covered in ice and snow, or covered in lava and fire—the dragon, the caged Race, their long civilization is as boring as their long life. In the years counted by thousands of years, the Senate will reset the weather controller almost every ten thousand years to change the "appearance" of this continent. In the cycle, the "theme" of Tarrond is spring.

This kind of change is one of the few allowed "nonsense" behaviors under the watchful eyes of the gods. It has no meaning, but the dragons enjoy it.

Some meaningless thoughts flashed through her mind, and Noretta began to lower her altitude. She circled the outer mountain barrier, and then flew straight to Agondor, the headquarters of the Mithril Treasury, which is located among the mountains. location.

Among the lofty mountains, the magnificent and magnificent Agondor is bathed in dim sunlight. This long day is about to reach its end, and the giant sun that has ruled the sky for nearly half a year is also gradually sinking into the horizon in the ups and downs day after day .The white dragon flew towards a gorgeous palace on the top of the mountain in the setting sun. The wall on one side of the palace had been automatically opened, and a wide landing platform extended out...

Noretta landed on the takeoff and landing platform smoothly, stretched her wings, which were a little tired from the long-distance flight, and then she heard a sharp cry from under her feet: "Hey, you stepped on my whole body!"

The white giant paused for a while, then slowly looked down at its feet, and saw a figure in a lavender dress trying to get out from under its huge dragon claws, and a few seconds later, she Only then slowly said in an unsurprised tone: "Melita—why are you standing on the platform?"

"I just landed here, didn't I have time to walk away!!" Melita finally got out, and immediately raised her head and shouted at her long-time friend, "There is nothing wrong with your eyes, don't you see me?!"

Bai Long lowered his head: "...I didn't see it."

"...You are revenge, you are too revengeful," Melita suddenly complained loudly, "Didn't you accidentally step on you last time, and you stepped on it back specifically..."

Noretta didn't speak, but just quietly looked down at her friend who was complaining non-stop. After the other party finally calmed down a little, she said unhurriedly: "I saw a book in the human world, about Knights and dragons, some stories in it look familiar."

Melita, who was complaining loudly, suddenly fell silent, and it took a long time to raise her head in embarrassment: "Probably... probably the story made up by the bards of human beings in the past two years?"

"It's a story from hundreds of years ago. It's a reprint." Noretta looked at the small figure at her feet without blinking, and her dragon claws moved nonchalantly. "And it seems to be very popular."

Melita muttered immediately: "Damn... isn't it that human beings have a lot of forgetfulness..."

Noretta just lowered her head and looked at her friend again, then she shook her head: "Forget it, let's talk about it later. I met with that Gawain Cecil and brought back some things to ask for." Show the speaker, how is your mission going?"

"Gawain Cecil?" Melita was relieved to find that the other party no longer pursued the villain story of Dragon Quest, and then heard a familiar name, and raised her eyebrows subconsciously, " What a coincidence... In a sense, what I'm going to report this time has something to do with him.

"We found the legendary shield that the Cecil family lost 100 years ago, the one that Gawain Cecil once carried all the way out of the wasteland—what do you think it was made of?"

Seeing the obvious closed-mouthed expression on Melita's face, Noretta just shook her head indifferently: "I don't guess—will you tell me?"

Melita choked for a moment, but soon shrugged her shoulders quite habitually, and said casually: "Except for some clumsy additional accessories, there is a high probability that the main body of that shield fell from the 'sky' , if we judge correctly, part of the mainframe array."

Noretta's calm and indifferent appearance was instantly broken. On her scale-covered dragon face, there was an expression of surprise that could be recognized by human beings. She couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "The sky... …you sure?!"

"It's basically certain, you know, although I'm a young dragon, Kalador, who went on a mission with me, is a knowledgeable old dragon."

"...This is... an unusual discovery... A human being has been holding the fragments of the sky for more than ten years. It is hard to imagine how much impact this will have on him... No wonder he died so badly that year. Good morning. But what about resurrection..." Noretta muttered to herself subconsciously, but suddenly she frowned again, "Wait, no, if it's the fragments that fell from the sky, it should fall on the It is right near the equator, no matter how far it deviates, it is impossible to deviate to the northern part of the Loren continent, how did it fall into the hands of Gawain Cecil, who led the Northern Expeditionary Force at that time?"

"If you really want to let go of your imagination, there are too many possibilities. Maybe the fragment was originally dropped near the equator, and then moved to the north of Loren Continent? For example, it fell into the hands of the elves, and then the elves who traveled Brought to the north, it may also be related to the impact 3000 years ago, that impact... tsk, what a splash of debris..."

"The impact 3000 years ago..." It seemed that Melita's words suddenly touched Noretta's thoughts. I still haven't figured out why the God of Nature did that at that time... That really shocked too many extraordinary beings, even our gods were shocked..."

Just as Melita was about to speak, she suddenly felt a faint sense of staring and uneasiness from the depths of her soul coming from all directions, she immediately shook her head: "Noretta, let's stop discussing this. "

"...You're right," Noretta also closed her mouth rationally, and at the same time, an ever-changing light curtain began to cover her body from top to bottom, "Let's go see Speaker Andal first. , this world...maybe really starting to get interesting."

……

In the rotunda surrounded by gorgeous columns and relief walls, the lights were turned on one by one, and the crystal-like transparent light curtain descended from the sky, and the fluorescent light illuminated Andal's huge body full of traces of implant transformation. The awe-inspiring ancient dragon woke up from his light sleep. He looked towards the entrance of the hall, and saw Noretta and Melita, who had turned into human forms, walking to the throne of their hearts.

"Ah... two talented young dragons," Speaker Andal's old and gentle voice sounded in the hall, with a smile in his tone, "You are here."

Noretta took a step forward and bowed slightly in greeting: "Speaker, we have completed our respective field tasks, and we need to report to you directly if there are special circumstances."

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

Noretta and Melita looked at each other, and then the latter nodded, signaling the former to speak first.

Noretta raised her head and looked at the ancient dragon on the throne of mind: "The Cecil Empire in the human world has built a large-scale communication system based on magic power. Their most powerful antenna has recently captured a group of Mysterious signal, I think this signal is worth paying attention to."

"Mysterious signal?" A mechanical prosthetic eye of Speaker Andal turned to Noretta, "Is it made by those elemental creatures in the far eastern sea? They have been trying to repair that spaceship, and often create some strange...' movement'."

"Probably not." Noretta shook her head. "I have already recorded a copy of the signal. I hope that with your permission, Omega's advanced mental layer can directly analyze it."

Andal thought for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Yes."

As his words fell, a floor in front of the Throne of Soul changed accordingly, the metal covering was gathered up with a faint sound of friction, and a light golden alloy column with subtle lights flickering on its surface rose up from the opening in the floor. At the top of the column, there are a series of interfaces, chips, and flashing runes.

Noretta took a step forward, fumbled around the back of her neck, and with a light click, she opened the bionic skin cover hidden behind her neck, and pulled out a slender cable from it—the wire The end of the cable flickered, and in the next second it was connected to the alloy pillar in front of the throne of the soul, perfectly fitting.

Within a thousandth of a second, Noretta uploaded the signal sample previously transferred to her auxiliary electronic brain to Omega.

Melita watched this scene from the side and couldn't help but frown: "Even the transformation of the human body... I can't accept it..."

"This is helpful for rear support tasks." Noretta turned her head and glanced at the other party. "You are a young dragon, but your thinking is so ancient. Even the implant transformation is more conservative than most dragons."

Just as Melita was about to say something, she heard Speaker Andal cough lightly on the Throne of Soul, and immediately closed her mouth.

"Now, let's hear the raw rhythm of the signal—"

As Speaker Andal's voice fell, a low and gentle buzzing sound began to resound in the huge circular hall, and then trembling rings and jumping curves appeared on the crystal curtains surrounding the Throne of Soul at the same time. The voice became more and more clear in the humming——

It sounded like a rhythmic hum, mixed with a heartbeat-like low echo, as if an invisible singer was humming some kind of ballad beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. After playing it continuously for more than ten seconds , it starts repeating, and goes round and round.

The echoing sound in the hall suddenly stopped, and Speaker Andal's voice sounded again: "I can't hear anything for a while after converting it into audio-this may be some kind of psionic singing, but it may also be just the sound of human antennas and the atmosphere. Magic resonance. We need to further transform and interpret it. Omega, let's go."

Omega's voice sounded in the hall: "Start translating the original signal into digital combinations, translating into geometric figures, translating into standard spectra, translating into multi-ary codes...begin to test the possibility of all combinations..."

At the same time that Omega started working, the gentle voice of Speaker Andal reached the ears of Melita and Noretta at the same time: "No matter what law is used to encode or encrypt this signal, mathematics must belong to it. The universal language, and the laws are contained in the numbers, unless the signal is sent by a creature of complete chaos, or a mind beyond the comprehension of mortals..."

Melita and Noretta nodded while listening, accepting the teachings full of wisdom, but suddenly, an indescribable sense of awe and voyeurism from the soul captured the hearts of every dragon present, Noretta The complexions of Reta and Melita changed at the same time, and the implant light on Andal's body flickered on and off instantly——

"Omega, stop analyzing." The Speaker shouted immediately.

"Omega understands, stop analyzing, task hangs."

"Just now..." Melita raised her head with difficulty, muttering in a low voice with cold sweat on her face.

"God is watching us, a warning..." Speaker Andal's face was extremely ugly, "We can't continue."

Then he took a few breaths slowly before finishing the following words:

"That's not something we should be hearing."

Chapter 0880 Not a Bad Thing

The sense of voyeurism and faint warning from the soul gradually faded away, but Melita and Noretta did not fully recover until a few minutes later—at this moment, the mighty dragon will also be very clear Aware of the fact that even though dragons are the masters of the sky in the eyes of mortals, they are supernatural creatures in legends, but in essence, dragons... are just a race of "humans".

"Is this... God's direct warning..." Noretta bit her lips with a very bad face, and said with her brows furrowed, "It's a different feeling from soul punishment, but it's just as uncomfortable..."

"This is just the slightest 'reminder'," the speaker's voice came from the throne of the heart, and the voice seemed to be a little older, "Children, you don't want to face the real 'warning' of the gods of."

After a few seconds of silence and hesitation, Melita couldn't help but speak: "...What is that signal? Why shouldn't we listen to it?"

Speaker Andal took a deep look at the young blue dragon.

Melita, she is the most outstanding and daring of the younger generation. Years of activities in the human world have allowed her to develop a character that is different from other dragons, and she still dares to ask more questions under such circumstances. one question.

However, the Dragon Clan needs such a younger generation.

"In this world, each race has only one chance to look up at the starry sky." The old speaker lowered his head, looked at the two young dragons, and said in a low and deep voice, "If you miss it, you will miss it forever."

……

Heragor bowed his head respectfully and humbly. This middle-aged dragon priest stood beside the blond-haired god, pursing his lips tightly, as if he didn't dare to say a word.

And the graceful and luxurious god stood at the end of the terrace of the palace, standing under the sky near dusk, overlooking the kingdom ruled by giant dragons in this temple close to the clouds, her eyes did not seem to fall on any specific place In terms of things, Heragor, who can feel the power of the gods, knows that at the moment just now, there are countless transcendent and incomprehensible "eyes" watching the direction of the mithril treasury and the headquarters of the council—similar to His gaze has not passed for many years.

"My lord," Heragor maintained a humble attitude, before speaking in a low voice after a long time, "maybe it's just the recklessness of some young people..."

The air was filled with suffocating silence, and Heragor seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, but after a few seconds of silence, the blond figure at the end of the terrace finally spoke, his tone sounded very gentle, calm and unhurried : "Don't be nervous, I can tell the difference between an intentional offense and an unintentional mistake.

"It was just a little accident just now. A young dragon came back from the outside, but she didn't know what she brought back—this mistake should not be punished."

Hearing the other party's faint answer, Heragor finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he didn't see that the blond figure at the end of the terrace turned his back to him and showed a complicated and inexplicable smile after the words fell. Full of helplessness.

"He" raised his head and looked at the distant sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds and atmosphere, and cast his eyes into the depths of the starry sky.

"Signal..." Dragon God whispered as if talking to himself, but her words gradually made Heragor, who had just relaxed, tense up again, "The human civilization on the opposite continent... has created some surprises. .Is it called the Cecil Empire, Heragor—its ruler, a human hero who came back from the dead?"

"Yes, my lord," Heragor immediately bowed his head and replied, "The name is Gawain Cecil. He was active in the northern part of the Loren continent 700 years ago, and he came back to life a few years ago."

"Heh...resurrection from the dead, how can it be so easy for mortals to carry out such a level of resurrection?" Dragon God smiled and shook his head, "He...may be an interesting person, I'm starting to be curious about him."

……

Sitting in front of the desk he was most familiar with, with the warm summer wind blowing into the room from the open window, this summer afternoon was comfortable and relatively leisurely, but Gawain suddenly shivered inexplicably.

Hetty, who was sitting by the side sorting out some documents, noticed this scene, and immediately asked with some concern: "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Gawain shook his head, but with a puzzled expression on his face, "I just felt a sudden chill, as if being stared at by something... It's strange."

Gawain's tone was very indifferent, but Hetty immediately became serious and gave Gawain a serious look: "The intuition of the legendary strong man? You sensed malicious prying?"

"No, it's not that serious..." Gawain couldn't help but shook his head dumbfoundingly when he saw Heidi's serious face, "Probably just caused by distraction, I didn't feel prying eyes, let alone malicious intent."

"It's better to be more cautious," Hetty was still serious, "A legendary powerhouse like you can often produce extremely strong intuitive predictions, and this intuition is even close to the legendary 'precognition' when it comes to your own safety—— Now that the country has just entered the right track, all key projects and projects are at a critical time, and there are many enemies hiding in the dark looking for opportunities to sabotage. I suggest strengthening the security work of the imperial capital in the near future, checking the people entering and leaving, and preventing assassinations."

"It's been a while..." Gao Wen looked at the great-granddaughter in front of him dumbfoundedly, "How could I be so laborious because I shuddered—and in terms of security, there are Amber and the officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau led by her, And Soldering's Iron Rangers, nothing to worry about."

Hetty thought for a while, and probably realized that her reaction was a bit excessive: "You're right. But it's not bad for you to be more vigilant recently."

"Okay, okay, I will pay attention, I will pay attention," Gawain waved his hand, at this moment he suddenly felt as if he had really become an old man who was being urged by the juniors, and he felt helpless when he saw that Hetty still wanted to speak , so he immediately took the first step, "You are a big boss..."

All Hetty's subsequent words were immediately choked back.

"We can talk about the security issue later," Gao Wen accepted as soon as he saw it, and shook his head with a smile, "Let's talk about the matter at hand. There is news from Typhon that our neighbors... probably are Nearly discovering the power of the inverter array, it shouldn't be long before they make breakthroughs in communication technology and all other technologies that require the use of divine-arcane hybrid energy."

What Gao Wen said here was calm and breezy, but Heti's eyes widened for a moment: "The inversion array?! The Typhons are cracking the inversion array?"

"Don't be so surprised," Gawain glanced at Hetty, and said calmly, "Although the inverter array is the technology of Gondor, it's just an advanced idea, and the technology and implementation process itself is not complicated. There are a lot of equipment in the formation, and some of them will fall into the hands of the Typhons sooner or later; moreover, after the event of the upper narrator, the Typhons are also harvesting the technology of the eternal sleepers, and they will inevitably encounter magical runes that cannot be compared with other The problem of rune compatibility, and they will naturally realize that Cecil has solved this problem, they will guess that there is some kind of 'transformation technology' behind this, and they will definitely start researching it."

Speaking of this, Gao Wen paused, smiled and shook his head: "Finally - not all the smart people in the world are in Cecil, and Typhon also has his own talent pool. And from the perspective of accumulation, their talent I'm afraid it's only a lot more than us."

"...But it's too fast," Hetty said, frowning unacceptably, "Even if the technology of the inverter array itself is simple, the key is the idea... If one idea fails, it is possible to delay the project for several years How could the people of Typhon have identified the key to the problem in such a short period of time, and even started to target... Ah! Damn it, it’s those bishops who defected!”

Hetty suddenly understood something, and a hint of anger appeared on her face: she thought of those Bishops of the Sleeper who chose Typhon, and that there were high-level technical leaders among those bishops.

The corresponding authority allowed those bishops to master a large amount of technical information, and the unavoidable chaos of the Church of the Eternal Sleepers in the early stage of the evacuation gave those bishops who had long intended to seek refuge with Typhon the opportunity to inquire about Cecil's information from various channels— —They may not be able to find out the core secrets, but technicians are always good at deriving deep technical ideas from some external information. They may have guessed some principles of Cecil's magic net communication, and these things have become those A gift from the Bishop of the Sleeper who remained in Typhon when he surrendered to Rosetta Augustus.

Gao Wen naturally thought of these things, but his attitude was very calm, and he even smiled: "Don't be so angry, this should have been expected long ago.

"And the word 'defect' is not accurate. Strictly speaking, the Eternal Sleepers who moved to Cecil with the archbishops are 'defectors'. For those who stayed in Typhon... their behavior is even considered 'Abandon the darkness and turn to the light'."

"Ancestor," Hetty couldn't help looking at Gao Wen, "Are you still in the mood to joke at this time?"

"Is this a critical time?" Gawain shook his head, "Relax, Hetty, you are doing well in every way, but this overly tense attitude needs to be changed, it will make you more tired. Morning We had already anticipated the situation today when technicians flowed to Cecil and Typhon when the Church of the Eternal Sleepers split up. A large number of R&D talents and ready-made technological achievements fell into the hands of Typhon, who is a well-established For an old empire with a large number of talents, it is only natural that there will be such a sudden technological breakthrough.

"On the other hand, the situation is not as serious as you think—although communication technology is indeed of great significance and can greatly improve the comprehensive strength of Typhon people, but the distance that a technology has to travel from the laboratory to the society... ...but far away."

Hetty blinked and looked into Gawain's eyes.