Sword of Dawn

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"How did you resist the tide of magic?"

"No comment at the moment."

"Then what is a black trap?"

"...still no comment."

Gawain stared at Melita's eyes for 3 minutes, and the latter sighed deeply, his tone full of helplessness: "It's true, I have no comment, Duke Cecil."

Gao Wen was not reconciled to the fruitless conversation with Long, he persistently asked: "No comment—that is to say, you actually know, but you can't tell me?"

"You can understand it this way," Melita's answer became more hesitant than before. She seemed to be struggling to decide on her vocabulary, but she still tried to maintain etiquette. "I can't tell you, but it's definitely not out of malice."

Gawain's subconscious was suddenly touched by intuition, and he seemed to sense something from Melita's reaction.

He asked cautiously: "Is the black trap related to the cause of the demon tide?"

"There is no direct connection."

He asked again: "The black trap... has something to do with God?"

Melita fell silent.

But her eyes were fixed on Gao Wen all the time, and she didn't move away for a moment.

After a few seconds, her eyes gradually turned into shimmering golden vertical pupils, and fine scales began to appear near her cheeks and forehead. She opened her mouth, a low reverberation mixed with incomprehensible human beings. A whisper came from her mouth. At this moment, Gawain noticed the shadow behind Melita—the shadow was gradually breaking free from the shackles of optical laws, and a pair of huge dragon wings were stretching out from the shadow: her shadow , is turning into a dragon shape.

Gao Wen nodded: "I already know the answer, so I don't need to answer."

Melita's shadow quickly recovered, and her dragon-like eyes and scales also returned to normal.

She looked into Gawain's eyes and said softly, "We are still in the trap."

Finally, Gao Wen came into contact with the real secret.

He looked at the agent lady who had returned to normal, and suddenly became curious: "You told me so much... because you raised the so-called 'contact level'?"

Melita nodded: "Yes."

After that, Gawain talked a lot with Melita Purnia.

But in the end, he still failed to find out more about the inside story of the Dragon Clan—including where they lived, the size of the Mithril Treasure House on the mainland, what plans the Dragon Clan had in front of the demon tide and the black trap, and where they were going. Whether a step will take any action on the continent.

Obviously, even if the "contact level" is raised, Melita still has to keep a lot of secrets.

But this conversation has satisfied Gawain.

He has achieved more than he originally expected.

But he also knew that since the Mithril Treasury, or the Dragon Clan took the initiative to be honest with him, it was definitely not for nothing.

"What do you hope to get from me?" Gao Wen asked, "The so-called raising the 'contact level' is probably not as simple as you telling me a lot of secrets, right?"

"Actually, we really don't have anything to ask for," Melita shook her head lightly, "Even this increase in contact level is due to my negligence and accident, we just want to be quiet bystanders—if there is anything What is required of you is that we hope that you will continue to cooperate with us, as always, and keep our mutual secrets."

Gao Wen couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, you should tell me about keeping a secret before telling the secret."

"It doesn't make any difference." Melita spread her hands, "it's more beneficial to talk to someone like you than to be calculating. We believe that you are not a person who likes to publicize, and...we actually don't care that you will These secrets will not be proclaimed.

"The Mithril Treasury has existed on the mainland for many years. Hundreds of dynasties and countless people have contacted us. During the long years, there have never been many thrilling 'secrets' about the Mithril Treasury. Some of them even It will be clamored for as long as a century, but in the end it has become an incomplete history and legend in the change of dynasties.

"You could tell the whole conversation today—trust me, a century from now it'll be a story, two centuries from now it'll be country legend, and by the third century  … Even your children and grandchildren will not believe this."

Gao Wen wanted to say that the other party underestimated the short-lived species' ability to pass on information, but he thought of his more than 80 wives mentioned in a certain knight novel, and he couldn't say anything.

As long as the years are long, history will eventually be mixed with legends.

Gao Wen, who also witnessed the long years, had to admit this.

"I'm not interested in spreading the secret when it's not necessary," Gao Wen said.

"It couldn't be better."

Chapter 0563 Initial Trust

When both parties choose to be open and honest, the conversation will naturally become much easier.

Under Gao Wen's initiative request, Melita no longer used the polite attitude of "Mithril Treasury Agent" to talk to him, and no longer used "you" in her words, which is obviously a sign of increasing trust in this situation .

Talking with dragons is a novel and interesting experience, but the real dragons are obviously not the same as those messy myths and legends - Gawain knows those legends, those passed down by bards, recorded on ancient stone tablets, in mysterious According to the legends recorded in the difficult and obscure notes of scientists, humans seem to like to describe this powerful creature with exaggerated and mysterious language. The legendary dragons are powerful, proud, and rulers of the sky. Bright Treasure has an astonishing fanaticism, and especially liked to plunder human kingdoms in ancient times. It is even said that the ancestors of the Gondor Empire were dragon slayers. They repelled the giant dragons in exchange for human rule over the continent. ...

Melita Purnia is particularly helpless with these legends.

"We are a highly civilized race, but the stories you mentioned describe us more like powerful and intemperate beasts, and dragons love treasures-but when did we plunder? Isn’t doing business quicker than getting money from robbery?”

Gao Wen... admires the calm attitude of the Dragon Clan on this issue.

"The races on this continent always like to make up similar stories. It has been better in the past ten or so centuries. There was a time ago when your human dragon slaying novels were particularly prosperous. It seems that if a young man who came out of the village did not kill a dragon or two It’s as if those words are not qualified to appear in the bard’s story,” Melita said again, “That trend even attracted the attention of the jury, and we sent special observers to Loren Continent to investigate. Is there a conflict between the dragon clan who went out to perform the mission and the human kingdom - the observer brought back three bards, and cheated and drank in our country for a lifetime."

"The unknown is disturbing. For a powerful and mysterious race, people will naturally arrange a bunch of sensational legends for him," Gao Wen commented helplessly, and then changed the subject, "But the story of the dragon destroying the kingdom sometimes It’s not entirely fabricated, is it?”

"Why do you say that?" Melita's eyes widened as expected, "We've never done this before..."

Gawain spread his hands: "Old Cecil was destroyed by Long Yan."

The second half of Melita's sentence was choked back immediately, coughing again and again: "Ahem, ahem..."

"Could it be you?" Gao Wen looked at Melita's reaction and asked tentatively, recalling the shape and characteristics of the dragon he had witnessed.

"You were there at the time?" Melita recovered from her cough and looked at Gao Wen in surprise, "Why didn't I notice..."

"Is it really you?" Gawain looked Melita up and down. Although he had confirmed the facts, it was really difficult for him to connect the petite lady in front of him with the shadow of the dragon that covered the sky. "Then it seems that we will meet one more time."

"I had no choice at the time." Melita's voice seemed a little embarrassed, "The land has been infested with magic energy, and the number of aberrations has exceeded the proliferation threshold. Only by burning out the pollution can the situation be prevented from deteriorating. "

"I understand, I have dealt with aberrants before," Gao Wen waved his hand, "I didn't bring this up to ask for guilt, just to satisfy my curiosity, and I'm also curious about another thing—you guys What does the Dragon Clan think of me, a person who has come back from the dead?"

Melita Purnia looked at Gao Wen carefully, and said with some hesitation: "Actually, at the beginning, your resurrection brought us nothing but chaos."

Gao Wen frowned, his words were puzzled: "Chaos?"

"...It took us more than a month to find out what you kept in the treasure house back then..."

Gao Wen: "..."

This is really reasonable.

Melita wrote later: "Then we mobilized a lot of manpower to investigate the graves of all the clients who had signed a custody agreement with the Mithril Treasury and died within the agreement period—every grave was inspected. , even if there are no bones left, we have also checked the spirits in various places."

Gao Wen: "..."

This TM is more reasonable.

He even had some business doubts about Mithril Treasure, the legendary millennium organization for a while: "The agreement I signed with you was an indefinite storage agreement. Would you take the things within the storage period because of the client's death?" go……"

"No, please don't doubt our professional ethics," Melita immediately interrupted Gao Wen, "We will not embezzle the client's deposit during the storage period, but... it will be transferred to a large warehouse, That would be hard to find."

Gao Wen felt that it would be better to end this topic that made people and Long doubt life early.

It seems that all that can be discussed is over.

"Anyway, I'm glad we understand each other better." He stood up and stretched out his hand to Melita, "As you said, the Dragon Clan has no ill will towards the world, I would like to believe that, I also hope that you can believe that I have no resistance to the Dragon Clan."

"It's also a reward for us to find a friend who can communicate frankly in the secular kingdom." Melita and Gao Wen held hands together, "Our openness stemmed from an accident, but fortunately this accident brought good news. result."

Gawain looked at Melita's lavender eyes outside the veil, and his expression became slightly serious: "I am a person who has experienced many incredible things, please believe that everything I have really experienced is higher than what you have experienced." Vin Cecil' knows a lot more, and I can accept all unimaginable truths, including the magic tide and the black trap. If you find the time to tell me-or find the way to tell me , come anytime, I'm ready anytime."

"I will pass on your words to the jury verbatim."

Melita said calmly, she used the word "you" again, not to show alienation, but to show solemnity.

Gao Wen nodded, and then said: "In addition, about the Mithril Treasure Store in Cecil..."

Melita blinked: "Do you want to shut them down?"

"Keep driving," Gao Wen laughed, and Melita was a little surprised by his answer, "As long as it operates legally and pays taxes according to law, I have no reason to expel them."

He couldn't expel the Mithril Treasury, or in other words, he couldn't expel the agents of the Dragon Clan.

Even if he talks happily with Melita at this moment, it will not change the gap between the Dragon Clan and the current Principality of Cecil. The other party is a high-ranking civilization that has gone through countless years. Their historical span can even cross the magic tide. The forces operating on the continent surpassed any human kingdom. If they wanted to "observe", then the current Gawain would not be able to expel them.

Without the mithril treasury, maybe they will be able to build a black iron treasury, a fine gold treasury the next day—and it will be completely hidden.

At least, the Mithril Treasure House belongs to the government affairs office, which is equivalent to a third-party intelligence organization already on the surface. For a ruler, if he cannot clean up all hidden dangers, then he will At least to ensure that these factors are within the controllable range.

"The Dragon Clan will remember this trust." After a moment of silence, Melita lowered her head slightly, "Please rest assured, maybe it won't take long for us to have a deeper level of trust in each other."

"I'm waiting for that day."

Gawain said with a smile, and watched Melita walk to the door of the study, but he suddenly remembered something, and quickly stopped the other party: "Wait a minute—do you want this box?"

He picked up the box full of mithril rings and shook it at the deputy.

According to the experience of reading novels and watching TV in his previous life, he felt that the other party should wave his hand freely, indicating that these things are no longer important—after all, these Mithril rings now seem to be nothing more than introductions for the other party and himself to start the conversation. It shouldn't be so precious.

But in fact, Melita walked back quickly in the next second, holding the box in her hand: "Ah, I forgot this..."

Gao Wen: "...Miss My little pony, is this important?"

"Very important. And why did your accent change back?"

Gao Wen waved his hand: "It's more used to calling you that."

Melita glanced at Gao Wen and shook her head: "Humans, it's really hard to understand."

Then the elegant and mysterious lady agent limped away clutching her box.

Gao Wen stood quietly behind the desk for a while, then turned his head and looked at the corner by the window.

It was empty and there was no breath.

Amber slipped away early.

He shook his head helplessly, stepped forward to open the window, and shouted into the yard: "Come back—people are gone!"

In the next second, a swift black shadow cut through the air and rushed into the study, and the figure of the half-elf lady gathered in the center of the room.

Amber patted her chest with an exaggerated expression of fear: "My God!! My God!! That Melita is actually a dragon?! You stayed in the same room with a giant humanoid dragon for two hours ?!"

When Melita first entered the study, the Elven Shame was still in the room, but he stayed hidden as always, but Gawain could sense it clearly. The moment Melita revealed his identity as a dragon, this guy immediately Jumped out.

Melita must have noticed this, but she clearly didn't care about the little half-elf.

"Compared to this, is it appropriate for you to run away as the lord's guard at the first time?" Gawain glanced at Amber, "I thought you would at least run to call for someone, but in the end you were arrested in the yard. Ants for two hours?"

Amber had a shameless look on her face: "I wanted to call someone, but I observed it first, and found that the two of you were talking quite well, so I didn't call—what did you say, this You can't scare the snake..."

It seems that this guy didn't run far, but was observing the situation nearby, which made Gao Wen somewhat relieved.

"Usually I can't teach you those words. You just use them indiscriminately whenever you find an opportunity," Gao Wen shook his head, then pondered for a while, and ordered, "Let's do something serious—list all Mithril Treasure Stores and agents in the territory. Focus on monitoring and pay more attention at ordinary times.”

"Secret surveillance?"

"Secret monitoring is fine."

Gawain has no way to expel the agent of the dragon, and he doesn't want to freeze the relationship with the dragon—if possible, he hopes to have a good relationship with this ancient and powerful foreign civilization, but That doesn't mean he doesn't do anything.

He retains the Mithril treasury and its agents in the territory, but monitors them properly. This is a very normal behavior that will not stimulate the Dragon Clan, and it will also allow the Government Affairs Department to maintain the minimum control over those low-level agents. ability.

He has a judgment - judging from the relationship between the Dragon Clan and the black trap, the concern for the secular country, and their own possible level of civilization, keeping those agents and low-level stores... will come in handy sooner or later.

Chapter 0564 Choice

The glimpse of the dragon disappeared into the sky. Except for a few people, almost no one knew that a legendary race was watching this land. It's getting warmer and summer is approaching—it seems that in the blink of an eye, spring is over, and the rush is overwhelming.

The flames of war that had been reignited in the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain stopped unknowingly after burning for a while.

The giant wooden crossing, the fortress where the two armies confront each other and the plains, the large and small fortifications are intertwined like canine teeth, cutting the whole area into pieces, there are blockades everywhere, and the flags of the Royal Army or the people of the East are everywhere, fully armed Soldiers and cavalier officers wandered between these criss-crossing blockades, cautiously patrolling the land that temporarily belonged to them, and wary of the banners that were close to them-but it was undeniably short-lived and fragile. A truce has been established.

Rumors abound, and in this era when information can hardly be effectively controlled, as long as a piece of news reaches people's ears, and there are bold people walking between regions, it will spread among the crowd, and the spread will continue. In the process, countless grotesque versions have been differentiated.

Some people say that the Royal Army has suffered a big defeat, Silver Castle can no longer withstand the pressure, and the nobles of the capital are negotiating peace with the Eastern Realm, and some people are spreading the completely opposite version, and some people say that the Typhon Empire is about to move on the border, and the pressure of foreign enemies has caused The two armies ceased fighting, and some people even linked the current weird situation with the plagues that have occurred frequently in the Jumu crossing area recently...

Among all the versions of the rumors, the most reliable news comes from the horse breeder who served for the Legion of the East - the horse breeder vowed that he saw the giant eagle of the elves flying from the northwest, and the elf messenger entered Ed. Prince Meng's fortress, the order for a temporary truce was handed down shortly after that.

On the east side of the giant wooden crossing, in the newly built fortress, a tall sentry tower stood upright on the city wall. Edmund Moen, who was dressed in black armor and had already grown a beard, stood on the top of the sentry tower, looking at the scattered people in the plain area. The flags and large and small wooden camps, the wind from the southwest howled and blew through the tower, rolling the flags above Prince Moen, hunting.

The sound of iron boots hitting the ground came from behind, and Duke Silas Loren in full military uniform came to the tower. The Duke of the Eastern Realm said in a deep voice, "The elves have left, Your Highness."

"If they come seven days later, the giant log crossing will be ours," Edmund Moen said softly, "The undisciplined soldiers of the coalition army are no match for us at all, even if they wear new equipment, they will only They rushed up to die in a swarm."

The Duke of the Eastern Realm took a deep look at the prince: "But we must stop the war—this is a matter of great righteousness."

"Yeah, it's a matter of righteousness - we are fighting for Ansu's future, not just for that position in Silver Castle," Edmund said indifferently, "Duke Lauren, what's the order in the rear?"