The deck of the Winter was silent for a few seconds. Asalena stood there and stared into Byron's eyes with a calm and peaceful smile on her face. Until Byron suddenly laughed and spread his hands. "I'm joking with you. Asalena, why are you here?"
"Are you sure you're joking?" The Dragon Mark Witch still did not trust Byron. She looked up and down at him several times, her face full of suspicion. "Are you sure you didn't recall it in those few seconds just now?"
"My memory hasn't deteriorated to that extent." Byron waved his hand. "You haven't told me yet. Why are you here?"
"I led the Dragonkin team from Dragon Leap Cliff and arrived in Tarlonde a day earlier than you," Asalena said casually as she walked forward. "We had already set up camp in Binhai County yesterday. You, who claimed to be driving the world's fastest warship, are still floating on the ice sea. Just now I heard the sentinel in Binhai County mention that you encountered disorderly turbulence at sea, so I flew over with the Dragons to check the situation. I didn't expect you to be fine. "
Byron crossed his arms in front of his chest and smiled proudly. "It's not an encounter, it's just a brush by. The difference is huge. Besides, we have the best navigators and escorts in the world, as well as modern ships that can withstand storms at sea. Even if we were to plunge into chaotic turbulence, we would still be able to escape safely. Your worries are unnecessary. Besides, I have to emphasize that the Winter is definitely the world's fastest warship, but it's a bit unreasonable if you use your wings to compete with it. What's more, the Winter is sailing with so many cargo ships. I can't just push the power spine to the maximum and get rid of the fleet and rush to Tarlonde, can I? "
At this point, he could not help but stop. His eyes lingered on Asalena for a few seconds. The scene when the Crimson Dragon landed just now emerged in his mind and turned into a sigh. "That was the first time I saw you … in another form."
Asalena cast a puzzled look at him. "So?"
"Nothing, it just feels incredible." Byron scratched his head. "I have dealt with other Dragonkin, and even other Giant Dragons, but I took their 'other form' for granted. But you … we used to be in the same mercenary team, and there were many companions at that time. I never thought that one day I would see you flying in the sky like a dragon. Do you know this feeling? Those scales, those claws … of course, I mean they are all very impressive, just incredible … "
"Don't squeeze your limited vocabulary if you haven't read many books." Asalena stared at Byron and suddenly laughed. "I know this feeling. We are different from each other's memories. Believe me, when I knew that you had become a general of the human empire, I was definitely more surprised than when you saw me flying in the sky with my wings open."
As the Dragon Seal Witch's voice trailed off, Byron involuntarily touched his chin and began to wonder whether she was praising or scolding him. At this time, the Black Dragon Mokelur finally had a chance to speak. "General Byron, and this … Lady Asalena, do you know each other?"
"Some friendship from many years ago," Byron turned his head and said casually. "We used to adventure together, but then we lost contact. It was not until recently that we met again by accident."
Asalena also looked at the young black dragon with a polite and peaceful smile on her face. "Hello, I am the leader of the Holy Dragon Dukedom's rescue team to assist Tarlonde. We are the first team. I hope we can get along well for the next period of time. As you know, Dragonkin and pure-blood Giant Dragon need some time to … improve mutual understanding."
Then she retracted her gaze and nodded slightly to Byron. "I just came down to say hello to you. Now I'm going back to the sky. By the way, are you interested in experiencing the feeling of flying? I can give you a ride. "
Byron thought for a moment and immediately waved his hand. "I'll pass … I'm not very interested in flying … and I'm a fleet commander. I definitely can't leave my post without permission."
"Well, at least it's a reasonable reason." Asalena did not seem surprised by such a response. She just turned and walked to the edge of the deck while waving her hand. Her voice drifted with the wind. "Then we'll meet again in Tarlonde —"
As her voice trailed off, the tall red-haired figure was shrouded in a layer of gorgeous light curtain. She jumped off the edge of the deck and fell into the slightly undulating sea. In the next second, she turned into a Giant Dragon and leaped up from the side of the Cold Winter in an imposing manner. In the humming sound of the giant mechanical wings and the booster, the red Giant Dragon covered in steel armor had already rushed into the sky.
Byron raised his head and looked at the dragons hovering in the sky following Asalena's figure. After a long time, he whispered softly, "It's really incredible …"
Black Dragon Mokelur's gaze couldn't help but glance at the human navy marshal several times, then he looked up at the red dragon hovering in the sky. After looking back and forth several times, he couldn't help but ask, "I'm suddenly a little curious … Is the relationship between you two really as simple as adventure partners in the past?"
"What else?" Byron gave the black dragon a puzzled look. "Don't tell me you think I owe her money?"
Mokelur, "…"
"General Byron, as far as I know … your daughter is actually an adopted daughter. You've never been married, right?" The young black dragon laughed dryly as he reorganized his words, "General Byron, as far as I know … your daughter is actually an adopted daughter.
"Of course," Byron nodded indifferently, "This is not a secret. Although I don't mind forming a family with a lady who shares the same interests one day, it's a pity that I haven't met a suitable relationship for many years. In my opinion, if there is a lack of 'compatibility' in fate, a casual partner will only affect the speed of wielding the sword …"
Mokelur listened to Byron's serious speech in a daze. The subconscious thought in his mind was, "You're quite knowledgeable as a bachelor." But although he was a "lower Dragon" who had never left Tarlonde and only relied on boosters and immersive entertainment to muddle through his days, he still understood the basic rules of getting along with others. After swallowing back the words in his heart, the black dragon showed a somewhat stiff smile on his face, "What you said … makes sense."
"That's right. I've always understood a lot of principles. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can ask me at any time." Without any self-awareness, Byron patted the young black dragon's arm with a smile. Without waiting for the other party's response, Byron's gaze once again landed on the distant land that was gradually approaching. At this moment, the originally distant coastline had gradually entered the distance where ordinary people could clearly see it. Under the bright sky and the relatively clear sky background, the details of the shattered coastline finally fell into the eyes of the many marines of the Cold Winter.
The fragmented cliffs in the distance, the crystal-like tidal flats nearby, the energy cracks and unstable magic vortices visible to the naked eye in the mid-air of the coastal area, and the floating islands that obviously had abnormal gravitational phenomena and floating stones everywhere. This was a scene that would never appear in a normal natural environment. Even the eloquent bard in the tavern and Mr. Firm, who had become famous in the Imperial Capital in the past two years, did not dare to use this setting easily.
"My God …" Byron stared at the abnormal coast that was constantly approaching, dumbfounded. After a long time, he said to Mokelur beside him, "Although I don't want to comment on what happened in other people's hometowns, the place where you live now is too strange … Are you sure those magic vortices and space cracks that can be seen with the naked eye are not fatal?"
"To be honest … not long ago, they were fatal enough." Mokelur hesitated for a moment and sighed. "But now we have successfully closed or pacified most of the magic vortices and rifts that are too dangerous, and we have classified those that cannot be closed for the time being as dangerous areas. There are obvious marks on the coast, and there are dragons patrolling and guarding them. But after all, we have limited manpower, and we can't guarantee that there won't be any unconfirmed rifts or energy surges in the wilderness. So we need to establish an adventurer management center and use a strict 'hierarchical access' system to restrict the scope of activities of the adventurers … This is all to reduce the occurrence of accidental casualties. "
"Really? I thought this system was just to collect more processing fees and management fees, "Byron said casually, then looked up in the direction of the Ice Mary." But we don't have to worry too much. Although many people think that adventurers and mercenaries belong to the creatures that 'value money more than life,' in fact, when conditions permit, this motley crew cherishes their lives more than anyone else. After all, only by living for a long time can they earn gold pounds and Fenar for a long time … As long as they know the consequences of running around, I believe most adventurers will strictly abide by the rules of the management center. "
Speaking of this, he paused, touched his unshaven chin, and continued, "Unless they encounter adventurers who don't value money or life, they will risk themselves … But how is that possible?"
Mokelur looked at Byron and suddenly laughed. "Yeah, how is that possible?"
A man and a dragon stood on the high bow deck of the Cold Winter, looking at each other and laughing. So this cutting-edge battleship was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, just like the bright sun that Tarlonde was bathing in at this moment.
At the same time, a large crowd had gathered on the deck of the Ice Mary. The adventurers who had been bored in the cabin for too long were excited by the two elements of the new continent and the dragons. They gathered on the deck, looking at the distant continent while discussing the floating islands and the energy turbulence in the air. These 'warriors' who always liked to boast that they could save the world, after seeing the anti-gravity boulders that were bigger than castles and the unstable rifts with lightning bolts, all showed a sense of rationality and calmness that deserved to be praised. Their views were very synchronized.
As long as there was a peanut when drinking, one would never get close to the boulders and lightning bolts. The treasures in this unknown land were endless, but one's life might not be enough after drinking.
At this moment, Modir, who had completely recovered from the previous illusion, was also mixed in the crowd. He tried his best (mainly relying on the appearance of an old man and his agility that was actually more agile than a thief) to squeeze to the front. At this moment, he was looking at the bizarre scene on the coast with his eyes shining. The supernatural phenomenon that was rarely seen on the Lorien Continent made the old mage happy.
"Miss Lola, do you see the energy turbulence and the spatial rifts?" He excitedly said to the young huntress who squeezed to the front with him, "I plan to study how they are formed when I have the chance …"
The huntress' eyes widened instantly. She turned to look at the 'old adventurer' who had said something shocking again with a horrified face.
…
The ocean-going fleet from the Lorien Continent had finally completed their extraordinary first voyage. As the light of the giant sun gradually began to shine on the coast, these steel mechanical behemoths had also completed their final deceleration after entering the port area. With the joint efforts of the underwater Naga technicians, the siren navigators who controlled the waves, and the ship's mechanics, a total of nine giant ships finally docked safely at the temporary dock outside Binhai County.
This harbor was one of the greatest construction achievements of the Dragons of Binhai County in recent times. Under the severe shortage of labor, Carador had sent out almost one-third of the entire town's construction force to complete this large-scale harbor. Lacking experience, technical guidance, and engineering equipment, the Dragons almost completely relied on their tyrannical bodies, brute force, and sharp claws to prepare a suitable dock for the warships and cargo ships. And it turned out that their overtime work during this period of time was worth it.
When the first large cargo ship, the Gray Mountain Knight, docked smoothly, the crew and the Giant Dragon on the shore opened the cover of the No.1 waterproof storage room amidst the cheers of the crew and the Giant Dragon on the shore. Mountains of dehydrated grains were reflected in Carador's eyes.
That was a "large amount" of grain, even for the Giant Dragon.
On a high ground near the harbor, Melita Pânia and Noretta stood side by side, overlooking the lively scene at the dock. After a while, Melita whispered softly, "Cecil's rice is good stuff …"
"Although I don't know why you're so fond of Cecil's rice, I still have to say," Noretta shook her head. "These ships have brought in a lot of things, but in fact, it's not enough to alleviate the current food shortage in Agundor … It's probably only enough to alleviate the food shortage for a while, but it's certainly not enough to support us to harvest the greenhouse farms on the nearby islands. After all, the food consumed by the Dragons is not a small amount, and now, except for a few seriously damaged dragons, most of the dragons are carrying out high-intensity physical labor in their original forms.
"Besides … now even Speaker Andal is not sure if the farms we've set up on the nearby islands will have enough harvest. After all, the Life Dome based on the Draconic runes is too old a technology, and most of the young dragons don't have much experience in taking care of crops."
"Of course, but these ships are just the first batch. The supplies prepared by the various countries will continue to converge at the North Port, and the quantity will be greater than the first batch," Melita said. "The main purpose of this fleet is to verify if this route is feasible, and to verify if the existing arcanotech ships can handle the task of transporting a large amount of supplies to Tarlonde … As long as they can safely reach the port in Binhai County, the mission will be considered a success."
"That's true …" Noretta nodded thoughtfully, and then could not help but sigh. "The help of dozens of countries … It's not easy to repay this favor."
"Survival is the first priority. The rest can be slowly considered after ensuring survival." Melita smiled faintly and said softly, "Well, we've seen the dragonkin and human fleet arrive on the continent of Tarlonde. Next … the two of us should depart for the human kingdom."
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