As Melita and her companions swept across the Plains of the Holy Spirit at high speed, surrounded by the heavy metal of death (forced), Gwen in the city of Cecil in the south had already known that this group of special envoys was about to visit.
The news first came from the north port. The sirens who returned to the mainland first restored their connection with the imperial network and brought the news of the visit of the Dragons. Then the news was officially confirmed by the Grand Duke of the North, Victoria Wilde.
After learning from the briefing that the expedition team led by Kassandra had gone through so many bizarre experiences in the past few days, even the knowledgeable Gwen was stunned.
In the study of the Cecil Palace, Gwen put down his pen and looked up at Tyre, who was napping in the corner of the room. He could not help but ask, "Is there something wrong with the sense of direction of you sirens?"
Tyre lazily moved her tail and opened her eyes in a daze. "You are biased. We sirens are natural travelers. It is extremely rare for us to have a poor sense of direction. How many sirens do you know?"
"… I can understand that you have a poor sense of direction. But anyway, swimming all the way across the stormy seas to Tarlonde is a bit of an exaggeration." Gwen shook his head and could not help but sigh. "And swimming in the wrong direction to come directly to the human world. This is beyond the category of having a poor sense of direction."
Tyre yawned as if she had finally finished her third or fourth sleep of the day. She shook her head, propped up her upper body with her tail, and with the advantage of her body length, she went around the bookshelf and poked her head in front of the map on the other side of the bookshelf. She glanced at the sea and land on the upper edge of the map. "Isn't this a good thing? I swam in the wrong direction and helped you to establish a connection with Tarlonde. Kassandra swam in the wrong direction and accidentally brought news of Tarlonde. So we should be more flexible. Sometimes we try the unknown. Maybe there will be unexpected gains. "
Upon hearing that, Gwen couldn't help but size up Deep Sea Salted Fish. "Although what you said doesn't make much sense, you do look very bold when you pester endlessly."
Then, without waiting for Tyre to respond, he shook his head and looked thoughtfully at the incomplete map of the known world. "Speaking of which … it's really hard to imagine that Tarlonde would undergo such a shocking change in the past month … To be honest, even I didn't expect things to develop like this."
"In fact, there are very few who could truly feel and understand this great change. For most people, even if they knew about the Giant Dragon Kingdom, they would still treat it as a topic of conversation after a meal. Tarlonde is too far away, so far that it is almost beyond the heavens. Even if it is the highest wave of the era, how could those tiny droplets feel the rolling of the entire ocean?" Tyre wagged the tip of his tail and said with a serious expression that Gwen had never seen before. "But you are different. You are standing at the center of this turning point, so your feelings must be different from ordinary people."
Gwen looked at Tyre in surprise. After a few seconds, he could not help but say, "I rarely hear you say something so profound."
"Because it's very tiring to think about these things. I'd rather spend the extra energy on sleeping." Tyre shrugged. "But that doesn't mean that I don't think about these things. I have lived for a long time. You probably often forget this. And in such a long time, even if I sleep 90% of the time, the remaining 10% is enough for me to see all the historical changes of a civilization."
Gwen looked at him curiously. "… Why are you suddenly so emotional today?"
"… This morning, a friend of mine in Antaverne sent me a message with psionic singing: after applying the arcane energy conduction device to the reactor, we finally succeeded in lighting up the core fusion tower … Although it was only for a moment, it was something we have never done in a million years," Tyre said and laughed. "In fact, even if the energy supply is restored, repairing the ship is still a long way away. But my sisters have been greatly encouraged. Now there is an unprecedented whisper in the siren's singing. It says' the turning point is coming '…"
Gwen subconsciously repeated Tyre's words. "The turning point is coming …"
"Yes, you often say similar things, but this sentence has a special meaning for the sirens," Tyre said slowly. "The races on the land often say 'the times have changed'. Every season, the civilization will say it many times. Every time technology advances, every time the regime changes, you seem to have a change of era every few hundred years. But for the sirens, our era has not changed for more than a million years. For the Giant Dragon … it should be the same."
Gwen looked quietly at Tyre. After a long while, he sighed. "No wonder you suddenly had so many emotions after hearing the news about Tarlonde."
"Who knows … Maybe I just had enough sleep and had the time to think about it," Tyre said as he stretched. His tail, which was a little numb and wrinkled from sleep, instantly stretched out in the room. "Compared to this, the messengers of Kassandra and Tarlonde should be arriving soon … I feel like the news of their entry came from Firmrock Fortress two hours ago."
Gwen nodded. "The city is ready. It's almost time for them to —"
Before he finished speaking, the magic net terminal set up next to the desk suddenly lit up with a buzzing sound. After the communication was connected, Solderin's figure appeared in the holographic projection. "Your Majesty, the dragons have been observed crossing the Kant area. They are coming."
"Alright!" Gawain revealed a smile. "We can set up the formation to welcome our guests now."
…
The dragons flew through the clouds and across the sky. The rolling hills and magnificent rivers of the southern region reflected in Melita's huge eyes. She finally saw the river flowing quietly on the north side of the Gloom Mountains. At the end of her vision, she also saw the famous magical engineering industrial capital built across the river. When she saw the shining towers and floating crystals in the air in the sun, she felt happy.
But what made her feel the most comfortable was that the noisy and almost terrible 'music' on her back had finally stopped. Even now, she still felt her wings trembling when she recalled the moment when Kassandra sang at the top of her voice.
At that moment, she was almost taken away by Kassandra's voice. It was her strong willpower that prevented her from causing a plane crash. But if the 'music' had continued for a while, it was hard to say.
Melita's mind was in a mess when she heard the voice of the deep-sea witch on her back again. "Oh, I see it! I see it! Is that Cecil City? I have never seen it with my own eyes before. I have only seen it a few times on the human's magic network program. "
"Then you can have a good tour this time," Melita replied absent-mindedly. "There are many incredible places in the city. I believe that even the immortal races will find a lot of interesting things there."
Kassandra looked very interested. "Oh? For example? "
"For example …" Melita opened her mouth, but for a moment she was at a loss for words. It took her a long time to gather her thoughts. "Cecil's Mi Yanglong …"
Kassandra finally felt that the blue dragon lady's mood seemed to be a little strange. It seemed that the closer she got to Cecil, the more nervous the latter became. This made Kassandra curious. "What's wrong with you? I feel that you are strange. "
"It's nothing." Melita shook her head and completely gathered her thoughts. "I just remembered the last time I left the city. At that time, I never thought that I would come back with my current identity and attitude. I am afraid that Gwen Cecil did not think about what would happen after that. "
Kassandra did not respond for a while as if she did not know what to say. But soon she broke the silence again. "Ah! There seems to be something flying over there. Is it to welcome us? "
Melita looked up into the distance. Her people behind her and on the side also looked up almost at the same time. In the gradually sinking sun, they saw the scene above the city in the distance.
They saw that the city was lit up from the edge to the inner layer. In the gradually dimming sky, the layers of artificial lights were like stars falling into the earth, guiding the way forward. Several flashing flying devices flew into the sky from the center of the city. They were flying machines with inverted cones and dragon wings. After a while, two directional lights rose from the mechanical bridge of Whitewater River, and the flying machines in the air spread out in the sky. The missile hangers at the bottom of the machines were replaced with huge crystal devices. Under the cover of the lights on the ground, the crystals gradually filled with a hazy glow. Then suddenly, a huge holographic projection of a hundred meters high appeared over the city.
The holographic projection was not complicated. It just wrote two words in the dragon language and the human language: Welcome, friends.
Melita looked at the scene in the sky in astonishment. For a moment, she was speechless. The dragons beside her were equally stunned. They did not seem to have thought that they would receive such a solemn welcome in the human world, nor did they expect to see the words of their homeland so far away from Tarlonde.
Instinctively, Melita blinked and wanted to record what she saw. But then she remembered that the Omega Network was offline, and most of the implants in her body had lost their function or been dismantled. She shook her head and felt a little regretful. Almost at the same time, the lights from the ground changed.
As the dragons entered the sky above the city, the layers of lights on the surface began to dim or dim, while some of the lights became brighter, drawing clear lines and arrowheads on the dimming land. The aircrafts that were creating holographic projections in the air hummed as they approached, circling around the dragons and sending out simple light signals.
It was the landing guidance provided by the humans.
Melita froze for a moment. Then, she noticed a flying craft approaching her from the corner of her eye. She sensed the fluctuation of a communication spell and instinctively picked it up. Then, she heard the message from the flying craft. "Welcome to Cecil City. This is the commander of the Dragonkin Special Forces, Sugina. We will provide navigation service."
Melita was slow to react. "Dragonkin … You are a dragonkin?"
"Yes." The voice on the other side of the communication spell seemed to have a hint of a smile. "But I am just a soldier here on a mission. Nice to meet you, Miss Giant Dragon from Tarlonde. "
"I … Nice to meet you too," Melita said. She actually felt a little nervous. "Anyway … Thank you for your help, Miss Sugina."
The flying craft lowered their altitude. Behind them, the seven Giant Dragons also slowed down and flew towards the landing site in the city.
In the city, countless pairs of eyes looked up at the sky. Every place where they were allowed to gather was full of figures. When the dragons officially appeared in the sky at dusk, the city was filled with exclamations.
The people of Cecil, who had always been knowledgeable, once again gained knowledge that other countries could not replicate. They witnessed with their own eyes the first time a pure-blood Giant Dragon from outside the human civilization flew into a human city. And unlike the bards' stories, these Dragons were not "evil dragons" who came to plunder treasures and land, but "ambassadors" who represented another civilized country and made friends with humans.
Of course, the people of Cecil had seen dragons before. Even in the imperial capital, they often saw dragonkin students wearing steel wings to practice flying. It was also because of this that the people in the city just exclaimed when they saw the Giant Dragon and did not cause a bigger commotion. But on the other hand, the "pure-blood Giant Dragon" from Tarlonde was very different from the dragonkin they usually saw. Any human with normal observation skills could see that the dragons flying over the city now had bigger bodies, more majestic postures, and healthier wings.
That was a real Giant Dragon.
Gwen stood in front of the Pioneer Square, the largest square in the city center, and stood on a high platform as he watched the dragons gradually approach. At this moment, the sky was approaching the end of dusk. The sky overlords that seemed to have flown out of legends were plated with a layer of pale golden light. They flew from the northern sky, and under the guidance of a series of navigation lights and escort teams, they steadily arrived above the square and then descended one by one.
Around the square, reporters and cameramen from various newspapers and magic network radio programs were busy, trying their best to capture all the details of the Giant Dragon's arrival. The citizens who were lucky enough to be the first to witness the ceremony had already begun to wave the flags in their hands. Adults and children were in a state of excitement and nervousness.
Gwen took a deep breath, then opened his eyes wide and carefully looked for a figure in the dragon swarm. After a few glances, he finally saw a somewhat familiar figure.
The blue Giant Dragon landed in a rough but stable posture, and almost as soon as it stopped, the Giant Dragon also turned its head and looked into Gwen's eyes.
She nodded in the direction of the high platform.
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