After En Ya mentioned the ancient memory, the incubation room fell into silence. Even the two Young Dragons seemed to have felt the change in atmosphere. They immediately folded their wings, shrunk their necks, and carefully crawled to Melita's feet. Although the first 'person' they saw after they were born was En Ya, it was clear that compared to the round eggshell, Melita was more in line with the image of a 'mother' in front of the little guys.
Melita's face showed a mixture of joy and nervousness as the two puppy-like Young Dragons crawled under her feet. She bent down and carefully stroked the scales on the Young Dragon's head while looking up at En Ya. "You mean … the marks of magic erosion on the Young Dragons are likely related to the Deep Blue Cybertunnel? The magic power in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel is' rising '? "
"I'm not sure. After all, it's a memory from two million years ago, and there is no theory that can prove that the magic change in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel is related to the mutation of the Young Dragons. After all, Tarlonde's technology was still very backward back then," En Ya said in a low voice. "But I think we should inform Helagol about this. Now they may not have the ability to monitor the Deep Blue Cybertunnel, but they should at least check on the recently hatched Young Dragons. If there are more Young Dragons showing signs of magic erosion … then this matter will raise the alarm."
"I'll contact Tarlonde as soon as I get back," Melita said, nodding immediately. "Last time I contacted Speaker Andal, he said that they had successfully repaired an energy extraction station. If the station's deep-layer probe is still working, maybe they can still observe some changes in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel …"
Gwen fell into deep thought at the same time. He was thinking about what means he could use to intervene in the planet-level power structure of the Deep Blue Cybertunnel. Soon, a name emerged from the depths of his mind: Veronica/Ophelia.
Ophelia was once a member of the royal family of the ancient Kingdom of Gondor and the leader of the rebels. She now controlled Veronica's body in the form of a consciousness projection in the human world, and her real body … was actually in the deepest part of the Gondor wasteland. Gwen understood that she should have used some kind of ancient technology to transform her life form into some kind of immortal state.
The ancient Deep Blue Well had been reduced to ashes in a big explosion, but what was blown up was actually the extraction facility built by humans above the Deep Blue Cybertunnel. Now, Veronica/Ophelia's real body was still in the depths of the Gondor base under the Deep Blue Cybertunnel, monitoring the operation of the remaining parts of the Deep Blue Well through a series of ancient autonomous devices and an army of ironmen. Although she did not seem to be in a good state, compared to the mortal kingdoms that could not enter the Gondor wasteland, she might be able to monitor some of the movements in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel.
The Deep Blue Cybertunnel ran through the entire planet, and the abnormal Deep Blue Cybertunnel phenomenon that happened in Tarlonde might also leave some clues at the exits of the Cybertunnel in other areas.
Hearing Gwen and Melita's reply, En Ya replied with a soft "hmm". Then, with a smile and a sigh, she said softly, "I can only expect you to do these things. Now, I am powerless to do most of the things that happen in this world. I even need help from others to live …"
"Don't say that!" Melita said hurriedly. "You … you have done too many things for the Dragons. Now it is time for you to rest. We can rely on ourselves —"
"You are right, Melita." En Ya smiled and interrupted the blue dragon lady. "I do need a good rest. If I don't, I am afraid that Helagol, Andal, and Balogel won't be able to rest well."
Melita did not know how to respond to En Ya's words. The blue dragon lady could only smile awkwardly. Gwen pondered and asked, "If the magic mark on the Young Dragon is really related to the changes in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel … then what can we do about it?"
En Ya pondered for a moment and said slowly in a low voice, "If this really means that the entire Cybertunnel system behind the Deep Blue Well is undergoing some kind of natural cycle change, then the mortal races now are powerless to stop it. It is as unrealistic as stopping the rotation of the planet under our feet. So, all you can do is to prepare for disaster prevention. The changes in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel is not a 'fatal disaster' like the Demonic Tide or the Divine Calamity. Compared to the latter, it is at least a little easier to deal with. "
Her last sentence sounded a little absent-minded. Gwen keenly noticed the change in the tone of the former Dragon God. He frowned slightly. "It sounds like you are not most worried about the changes in the Deep Blue Cybertunnel itself …"
"Yes, I am not most worried about the Cybertunnel, but the reason behind the changes in the Cybertunnel," En Ya said in a low voice. "Except for the change in ancient times in my memory, the Deep Blue Cybertunnel has not changed for the past two million years. It is like the bloodline of this planet, as stable and constant as the land itself. Even the Demonic Tide and the Divine Calamity did not cause it to fluctuate. The 'mining' of the Kingdom of Gondor for thousands of years did not even shake the surface of the Cybertunnel. Such a stable system … why would it suddenly change? That is what I am most concerned about. "
Gwen and Melita looked at each other subconsciously. They saw the same seriousness in each other's eyes.
The Young Dragon's slightly timid cry drew everyone's attention back. Gwen looked down at his feet and saw one of the young Dragons was biting his trouser leg and gently tugging, while the other young Dragon was rubbing against Melita's leg and making continuous and short cries. This reminded the 'adults' who were immersed in the serious topic that there were still two newborn 'cubs' in the room waiting for someone to take care of them. Melita's expression suddenly became nervous, and there was panic in her voice. "Ah, are they hungry? Should I get them something to eat now? Should I hug them? They — "
"They do need to eat," En Ya interrupted Melita, who was a little flustered. "Dragons are omnivorous, and Young Dragons have a good digestive ability. Prepare some fresh meat for them. It's okay if it's raw. Also, prepare some water and some soft fabrics. They need to rest after eating."
Gwen immediately looked up at Betty, who was standing quietly by the side. "Go and prepare these."
"Ah … Ah! Yes, Your Majesty! " The servant girl, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up from her dozing state. She hurriedly bowed, then turned around and ran to the door of the hatchery. Her figure quickly disappeared into the corridor outside.
When the two Young Dragons saw Betty leaving, they immediately stretched their necks and screamed toward the corridor. Their wings, which were not yet useful, flapped wildly in the air, making a "clattering" sound when they hit the ground. Melita hurriedly squatted on the ground to comfort the two little guys, but it was not very effective. Even the newly hatched Young Dragon was far bigger than the 'cubs' of ordinary creatures. They also had a strong body and mobility that ordinary creatures could not reach. Melita's current human form was obviously not suitable to deal with these overly strong 'children'. She soon gave in and looked up with a pleading look.
Gwen suddenly felt a headache coming on. "It's no use looking at me. I don't know how to take care of children. Even if I know how to take care of children, I won't take care of these winged ones!"
"Sigh … Let me do it." En Ya's helpless voice came from the side, like the sound of nature rescuing the two bewildered dragons. Gwen heard a soft humming coming from the golden eggshell. It was the melody (Ballad of the Ancient Gods .jpg) that he heard En Ya humming when she wiped the dragon eggs. The two Young Dragons, who had begun to make a fuss, miraculously quieted down after hearing the melody, as if they still remembered the sound they had heard when they were in the eggshell.
Then, an invisible magic spread out and lifted the two Young Dragons to another 'dragon egg base' on the side of the room. The little guys looked around and soon found something that could attract their attention.
The eggshells they had before.
The two Young Dragons screamed happily and pounced on the broken and dry eggshells. They began to gnaw on the hard pieces and kicked them around. It seemed that they could play with this for a long time. En Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped singing the Ballad of the Ancient Gods.
The former Dragon God chuckled softly and joked. "I really didn't think that I would be helping young Dragons take care of their children after 'retirement'. Especially when I haven't hatched yet."
Gawain's expression suddenly became a little strange. Letting an egg that had not even hatched take care of two hatchlings that had just hatched … There were so many things to complain about that he did not even know what to say. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that no one would dare to use such an exaggerated setting even in the stories of the bards … How did it happen right under his nose?
Melita craned her neck and looked at the Young Dragons who were playing happily not far away. She looked a little worried. After hesitating for a few times, she could not help but say, "… They won't recognize me as their 'mother', right?"
"It's hard to say," Gwen muttered with a serious face. "You see, the first thing they saw when they hatched was not you, but En Ya. The one they are most familiar with now is not you, but En Ya. When they eat later, the food will not be prepared by you. It will be Betty …"
"Then what should we do?" Melita suddenly looked nervous. "If they don't recognize me, they won't recognize Noretta when she comes …"
"Melita, I understand your nervousness, but you really don't have to discuss the Young Dragon with a human who doesn't even have scales." En Ya's helpless voice sounded again. Although she was just an egg, Gwen and Melita instantly felt as if someone was looking at them. "One dares to say it, and the other dares to believe it."
A sense of awkwardness welled up in Gawain's heart. He rubbed the tip of his nose and remained silent.
"Don't worry, Melita. The Young Dragon is very smart. They can recognize the dragon breath on you. I don't have it. I'm just an egg that hasn't hatched yet," En Ya continued. "You are the only 'kind' they have seen so far. That's why they took the initiative to be so close to you. You should trust them when it comes to recognizing their 'mother'."
"… Oh, then I'm much more relieved." Melita finally breathed a sigh of relief. She also felt that her reaction was a little embarrassing. She touched the tip of her nose awkwardly and laughed dryly.
Gwen looked at the Young Dragon who were fighting for a piece of eggshell fragment not far away, and then looked at Melita who seemed to be completely focused on the Young Dragon. He then looked away and finally brought up another serious matter, which was also the reason why he and Melita came to the incubation room. "By the way, En Ya, we actually came to see you today for another important matter."
"Another important matter?" En Ya's tone rose. "What happened?"
Melita's attention was instantly pulled back by this topic. She turned back and her expression became serious again. "Modiel Werde … Do you still remember this name?"
"Modiel …" En Ya thought for a moment and quickly remembered something that seemed to have happened not long ago. "Ah, I remember. This is the name of a human adventurer, about 600 years ago … He appeared in the sea outside Tarlonde. Wait, I remember now. He had entered the tower — Melita, you were the one who brought him there. "
"Yes, I was affected by the 'reverse tide' and brought the outsider into the tower." Melita nodded. "If it weren't for you personally intervening and purifying the contamination of the human adventurer and me, I'm afraid this matter would have gone out of hand. After that, you even blocked my memory of the entire incident. It wasn't until 'Modir's Travels' reappeared in the world that this matter was revealed …"
"Indeed, I still remember … a 'small matter' that was neither too big nor too small, but it was enough to make people nervous." En Ya's tone gradually became serious. "What happened? Why did you suddenly mention this matter? "
"… Modiel Werde is still alive," Gwen said in a low voice. "And he has returned to Tarlonde."
…
A faint blue light flashed above the magic net terminal, and a holographic image from the distant north was clearly presented on the projection. Victoria Werde's cold and beautiful face appeared in the image. She looked at Amber standing in front of the magic net terminal, and Amber looked at her a little nervously.
In front of the Guardian of the North, who was known as the "Ice Duchess", even the big-hearted Amber could not help but feel an inexplicable pressure. This kind of person who always kept a straight face was obviously the natural enemy of a certain shadowy goose.
"Basically... that's the situation." Under Victoria's frosty stare (which was, in fact, purely emotionless), Amber braced himself and quickly explained the situation. "Let me first emphasize that this is what His Majesty ordered. I have always respected the dead and the coffins of the dead. I have no intention of offending the ancestors of the Wilde family. However, I would still like to ask you to confirm the grave of your family's ancestors. We suspect that..."
"There's no need to confirm," Victoria interrupted Amber before she could finish. "Modiel Werde is not sleeping in the mausoleum under Winter Fort Academy. There's only a cenotaph there. This is no secret."
After that, the Guardian of the North took a deep breath and moved her face closer to the image. "Now, I want to know more details."
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