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Chapter 1111

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Gwen felt that he could not explain to Betty what a "plate" was. After all, the translation problem was already a challenge for him. Fortunately, the maid did not dwell on this problem. She had always been good at giving up on things that she really did not understand, and she had a big heart.

Gawain watched as Betty poured half a pot of hot tea on the former Dragon God and wiped the former Dragon God for a long time with something that looked like a rag. The girl certainly did not know what amazing thing she was doing. He could only see that she was enjoying the process very much. A happy smile hung on her face all the time, and it was obvious that she had done it countless times.

The blasphemers who left their names in history were nothing in front of Betty.Jpg.

After a busy period, Betty left the room. She still had a lot of work to do. Although there were many servants and attendants at her disposal now, she was used to the busy rhythm of life and could not stay idle at all.

Gwen watched Betty leave. After the door of the hatching room closed, he could not help but shake his head. He glanced at the quiet golden dome and said, "You are very close to Betty... Don't you feel offended by her reckless behavior?"

"She has a pure heart... purer than almost all the mortals I have ever seen. I like to talk to her. It reminds me of the Dragons in the deepest part of my memory... It was an era when many things were very simple, "Enya said softly." As for the so-called offense... It seems that many people subconsciously think that the 'gods' are very concerned about the so-called 'offense' of the mortals, but this is actually a misunderstanding. Most of the time, we don't care about what the mortals are doing. The echoes from the thoughts are endless, and the increasingly noisy voices gradually overwhelm all of our rationality. We prefer to have someone talk to us, even if it's a little reckless... It's just that the rules don't allow it.

"That's why I don't feel like that little girl has offended me in any way. I enjoy and cherish everything I'm experiencing right now, including her tea and 'wiping' — because this freedom is something that the dragons have to pay a huge price for."

Gwen could not help but glance at Enya, who was sighing with emotion. "They are just doing it for their own freedom. Your survival is actually a vigilant accident for them."

Enya laughed, and the voice of a retired cadre came from the eggshell. "Don't take things so seriously. Sometimes it's good to be a little confused."

Gwen opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He looked at the golden dome in front of him and felt that he was looking at a soul that had finally gained freedom after being trapped for 1,870,000 years.

After the cradle was overturned, it was not only the child who was freed from the cradle.

...

On the top of the mountains in the far north, a whistling wind blew through the snow-covered fortress and courtyard. The highest terrace of the Dragon's Arrival Castle was bathed in the morning light. The flag depicting the side profile of the Giant Dragon danced on the surrounding walls of the terrace. Snow was rolled up by the wind and flew from the castle courtyard area below all the way over the ridge and walls to the city area below the mountainside.

A huge brazier burned on the edge of the terrace. An invisible magic rose from the crimson flame, blocking the coldest wind. Melita Pânia and Duke Balogel stood together on the terrace, looking at the green woods and narrow plains at the foot of the mountain.

"The arable land of the Duchy of Holy Dragon is limited, and the climate here is not very suitable for large-scale agricultural production. Although with the help of magic, our food production has always been sufficient, but the surplus food we can produce every year is still too little," Duke Balogel said in a low voice. "Originally, I had planned to buy food from the neighboring countries and expand the collection. At that time, we did not expect the help from the human world to come on a large scale. The alliance not only solved the food supply problem for us, but also the problem of 'hope' itself. "

"It's not just the human world, my lord." Melita lowered her eyelids and looked solemn. "There are also the elves, dwarves, orcs. Every race that participated in the alliance provided more or less assistance, especially the gray elves. They provided a lot of medicinal materials. One of the materials that Tarlonde needs the most."

After hearing Melita's words, Duke Balogel fell into deep thought. Then, he said, "But even with the medicine from the Lolun Continent, it can only solve part of the problem. Not all traditional medicine is effective for the contemporary Giant Dragon. In particular, many Dragons have been relying on the synergist for too long. Those who have suffered from the backlash of the neurological synergist need more than just medical treatment."

"His Majesty Gwen Cecil has also considered this problem. I have discussed it with him. Cecil will organize a medical team using the power of the Holy Light to provide support to Tarlonde. Their main task is to deal with the situation where conventional medicine is ineffective," Melita said. "According to our tests, the power of the Holy Light is effective on all mortal races. It is extremely suitable for neurological treatment, mental repair, and toxin purification. This may have a miraculous effect on solving the problem of addiction to the synergist."

"The Holy Light... the power of the God of Holy Light." Duke Balogel could not help but look serious. "I have heard of Cecil's' Church of Holy Light Reform Movement. 'I also know about their White Knight and armed nuns. Although I am not clear about the details of their technology, they seem to have found a way to bypass the God of Holy Light and directly let the mortals use the power of the Holy Light. You have been active in the human world for many years. In your opinion, is the route they have chosen reliable? "

Obviously, when it came to the issue of "God," the ancient Giant Dragon, who had experienced all the War of Disobedience by the Dragons, was very cautious and sensitive.

"The transformation of the Church of Holy Light should be one of Cecil's earliest attempts in the field of 'God's Harmlessness.' It can even be traced back to the original 'Disobedience Plan,' which is a continuation of the Disobedience Plan. After that, it points to the 'Theocratic Council' that we have just established. In fact, many of the ideas of the Theocratic Council were summed up from the experience of transforming the Church of Holy Light. This is a model. Gwen Cecil hopes to extract useful parts from it and apply it to the transformation of other religions. "Melita analyzed very seriously." It is still hard to say whether this route is reliable. After all, it is still in the experimental stage. But at least from the current results, the Holy Light released by the machines is no different from the Holy Light prayed by the priests. And the God of Holy Light... has not responded yet. "

Balogel nodded. "No response is the best response. This means that the 'interception' of the mortals is effective, and the machines have bypassed the authority of God. Or it means that the God behind the Holy Light is really silently cooperating with our actions as Gwen Cecil said."

Melita hummed and then said, "By the way, the 'Tarlonde Commercial Development Plan' that I mentioned to you before involves the Duchy of Holy Dragon..."

"You mean the large-scale... tourism development?" Archduke Balogel could not help but smile. "Setting one of the windows to Tarlonde in the Duchy of Holy Dragon to accept tourists and groups of adventurers... This matter has been discussed by the Council of Dragonblood. We think that this is not only beneficial to Tarlonde, but also to the economy of the Duchy. It has been approved smoothly."

"Ah, this is really good news." Melita said happily. "This way, the relationship between Tarlonde and the Duchy of Holy Dragon can be closer."

"Of course." Dragonblood Archduke nodded with a smile, but then he frowned slightly and showed a worried look. "This large-scale commercial plan is really surprising. Even the Council of Dragonblood is amazed by Gwen Cecil's sharp thinking and unique vision. But to be honest... with such a large-scale commercial activity and a new industrial model, won't it cause a disturbance in the theocracy in the commercial field? Especially after knowing the truth about the God of War's arrival on the battlefield of Winter Castle, now my advisers are very worried that these plans will 'bring down' the God of Commerce again. "

Melita's expression was a little dazed. Clearly, she had not thought in this direction before. After a short moment of thought, the blue dragon lady shook her head. "I'm not too worried. After all, according to Cecil's monitoring of the various churches, the God of Commerce's emotions should be quite stable."

"The God of Commerce is emotionally stable..." Archduke Balogel's expression was a little strange. "This is a description that no one has ever thought of... but in the context of the Theocratic Council, it is actually quite appropriate."

"The main reason that caused the God of War to lose control was the huge change in the concept of the war realm. It was the economic war that suddenly began to affect the lives of a large number of ordinary people, resulting in a widespread impact on the ideology and the gods behind the ideology." Melita continued. "According to Cecil and Typhon's analysis, this drastic change in ideology is mainly caused by the 'conflict of the domains of authority', and a new commercial model does not cause such an impact on the business itself. It is a deepening of a certain domain, not a transformation of one domain into another."

Speaking of this, the Blue Dragon lady could not help but scratch her hair. "To be honest, I don't fully understand it. They are walking a completely different path from Tarlonde. The experience and knowledge I have accumulated are not suitable to deal with their theories, but at least so far, I agree with Gwen's judgment. He has a keen sense of smell and extraordinary vision in the domain of the gods that amaze dragons."

Archduke Balogel laughed. "You have a high opinion of him."

"At first, I did not expect that a human could bring so many changes to the world," Melita said frankly. "To be honest, I have not been communicating with him for a long time. Seven hundred years ago, he was just a client of the Mithril Vault, but seven hundred years later... the 'surprises' he has brought me in the past few years are even more than what I have felt in the human world in the past two thousand years combined."

"That's how times change — a long period of accumulation, and then it all seems to erupt in an instant. It's the same for every civilization. The 'stagnant water' that Tarlund maintained for more than 1.8 million years is the abnormal one."

Archduke Balogel said emotionally. At this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly came from behind. The red-haired Dragon Mark Witch Ashalena appeared on the balcony. "Archduke, and Miss Special Envoy, we have received a special communication from Cecil on the internal line."

Balogel and Melita looked at each other. The latter was stunned and whispered subconsciously, "What a coincidence. We were just talking about him..."

"We will go over now." Balogel nodded at Ashalena as he stepped out of the balcony. "That Emperor Cecil will not simply contact us."

Not long after, Melita and Balogel came to the communication room on the upper level of the Dragon's Arrival Castle. Among the many communication circles and amplification crystals, a shiny new magic net terminal with a completely different style from the surroundings was lying quietly on a platform. A holographic image of Cecil's imperial city was projected on the top of the platform. This device was part of the relationship promotion plan between the Duchy of Holy Dragon and the Cecil Empire. It was also an extension of Cecil's' Magic Net Promotion Plan '. It was always on standby to ensure that the two capitals could communicate at any time. Especially after the unexpected outbreak of the Typhon - Cecil war, the function of this device was even more valued by everyone.

Melita and Balogel came to the front of the communication device, and the door of the room closed behind them. After the unrelated personnel left, Balogel nodded at Gwen on the screen. "Good day, Your Majesty Gwen. What happened?"

Gwen on the screen seemed to have something to say, but he did not hesitate for long. "It's like this, about the dragon egg sent by Tarlonde..."

Melita suddenly became nervous. "What happened to the dragon egg?"

"Stay calm first. What I'm going to say is not bad news," Gwen said before answering. "What I'm going to say may be a little shocking, but the situation is generally good. Are you ready?"

"We are ready." Balogel calmed down and looked at Gwen on the screen with a serious face. "So what happened to the dragon egg?"

"... She spoke."

Melita and Balogel, "?"

"She said her name is Enya." Gwen coughed softly and looked very serious. "Yes, it's the 'Enya' we know. Melita, help the archduke next to you. He's starting to sway."

Melita quickly held Dragonblood Archduke, who seemed to be in shock. Dragonblood Archduke stared at the communication device in front of him with his eyes wide open. After a long time, the ancient Giant Dragon calmed down a little. He suppressed the feeling of the world spinning, gently pushed Melita's arm away, and tried to break the silence with a calm voice. "You mean... our former god... She was hiding in the egg, and now she has woken up again..."

"No, you can now call Enya 'she'. You can even call her by her name like I do. This is what I want to say: overall, this is good news. She is no longer a god, and no longer has any ideological connection with the Dragons. And her resurrection also confirms my previous speculation that the divinity and humanity of the gods can be handled separately. You can breathe a sigh of relief, Archduke Balogel. The Dragons are free. It's true. Don't worry. "

Balogel saw that Gwen's expression was not fake, and finally felt that his breathing was a little more stable. He then asked, "So... our god... What did she say after she woke up? No, I mean, is she... okay now? "

"She seems to be emotionally stable," Gwen said as he glanced to the side. It seemed that the former Dragon God was in his line of sight. "Oh, it's better than stable. She is very happy now."

"What is she doing?"

"Reading the newspaper and trying to make some drinks."

Balogel and Melita, "???"

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