After the two Young Dragons had their fill, they ran a few laps around the incubation room before they finally exhausted their exuberant energy. On this autumn afternoon, a pair of sisters, the first to be born outside of Tarlonde in a million years, hugged each other as they slept in their temporary 'nest'. Their necks were on each other's necks, their tails were wrapped around each other's tails, and their tiny claws were clutching the blanket with fragmented orchids.
A few pieces of eggshell were pressed under their wings and tails — this was the 'pillow' they had chosen for themselves. Apparently, the Dragons' cubs and human cubs were not much different in terms of sleeping. Their sleeping postures were equally unrestrained.
Melita carefully guarded the two Young Dragons as she reached out to tidy up the messy bedding and blanket. These human fabrics were of course not specially prepared for Dragons, but obviously the Young Dragons did not care about it. As long as these soft and warm things could be piled into a comfortable nest, the newborn dragons could sleep peacefully in it.
"Have you thought about how to settle these two little ones down?" Gwen looked at Melita's slightly unfamiliar movements and could not help but ask, "Do you want them to stay here?"
"I want to bring them back to the embassy and let them stay with Noretta and me." Melita thought for a moment before gently shaking her head and said, "Since we have claimed this dragon egg, Noretta and I should take responsibility. I'm already very sorry to leave the egg with you during the incubation stage. Besides, they also need to learn how to be a 'Giant Dragon' by the side of a real Dragon, otherwise …"
The blue dragon lady paused for a moment as she looked at Gwen with a strange expression and laughed. "Otherwise, I always feel that they will grow up strangely if they stay with you …"
When Gwen heard this, he immediately felt the need to say a few words. However, before he could say anything, his mind was filled with images of Tyre wriggling in the corridor, Rebecca being chased and beaten by Heti, Amber breaking in through the door almost five minutes away, and Betty watering Enya … Suddenly, the words that he wanted to say to defend himself turned into a long sigh in his bronchial trachea. He could only facepalm and turn his face to the side. "… You're right, the environment here does not seem to be suitable for the growth of underage dragons …"
There were too many strange things around him. Two Young Dragon with no worldview living in such an environment, who knows how many strange things they would learn. Thinking about it, it was safer to let them go back with Melita … But then again, Gwen was also curious about how these abnormal fellows around him got together. Why did it feel like he had collected a bunch of them like a stack of buffs …
Melita held back her laughter as she looked at Gwen's changing expression. Finally, she coughed twice to break the awkwardness. "The embassy area is not far from here. The two little ones can still come here often to play. I think they will miss the smell of this incubation room, and … and Lady Enya here."
The golden egg, which had been silent for a long time, laughed softly. Enya seemed to be in a good mood. "If you want to take them back, then wait for them to wake up. Young Dragon have stronger thinking and understanding than other cubs, which means that sudden changes in the environment will make them more nervous and confused. So, you can't change the environment when they are sleeping. You should let them know that their mother is taking them from one safe place to another safe place …"
"Also, remember to bring their eggshells and the bedding blankets. This will give them some sense of security.
"Remember to spend more time with them when they arrive at their new home. If possible, let the other Dragons in the embassy greet the Young Dragon. Let the Young Dragon realize that they are living in a 'clan'. But don't see too many unfamiliar faces at one time. They will be confused, and may even find it difficult to distinguish their mother's breath … "
Enya patiently taught the young Melita one by one. The latter nodded seriously as she listened. Gwen quietly watched the scene, and a series of deja vu came to his mind. When the teaching process was over, he could not help but look at Enya. "Didn't you say that you have no practical experience in taking care of Young Dragon … Why do I feel that you are quite knowledgeable in this area now?"
"I have no practical experience in hatching eggs, and it's impossible for me to have such experience," Enya replied nonchalantly. "But I didn't say that my theoretical knowledge is not enough. I remember a lot of things in the ancient era of egg hatching!"
Gwen heard a strong sense of pride and pride in the tone of the former Dragon God, but he always felt that she was not telling the whole truth. After all, even if she retained some of the memories of the ancient "gods", the "theoretical knowledge" from the perspective of the Dragon God observing the mortal world from the perspective of the gods would not be so detailed to this extent … Did the former Dragon God look for someone to tutor her when no one was around?
But he would not say this out loud. Considering that it was not a big deal, he just smiled and turned his eyes back to the two Young Dragon who were sleeping in each other's arms. He saw the two little guys snuggling under the quilt and changing to a new position. A question suddenly came to his mind. "By the way, Melita, have you thought of names for them?"
Melita was a little embarrassed when she heard this. After a moment of thought, she shook her head. "I have discussed it with Noretta before, but at that time we did not expect to bring back two yellow eggs. Now the name of the Young Dragon has changed from one to two. I plan to go back and talk to Noretta again. Let's scrap the names that we have chosen before …"
"Oh," Gwen said. Then he saw the two Young Dragon snuggling in their sleep again. One of the little guys' neck snuggled near its eggshell pillow for a long time, then suddenly opened its mouth and let out a cute burp — a wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the corner of its mouth.
Gwen was smiling a moment ago, but when he saw the wisp of green smoke, his face suddenly changed. He turned to Melita and said, "I think before we talk about other things, we should first enchant the flammable objects around the two little guys with flame protection …"
…
In the study of the Cecil Palace, Veronica, holding a platinum scepter, stood in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling window, looking in the direction of the courtyard's main entrance for a long time. She seemed to be lost in thought. It was not until the sound of the door opening came from behind that the "Saintess Princess" turned around and saw Gwen's figure walking into the room.
"Your Majesty." Veronica smiled faintly and nodded slightly. "Good day."
"It's already evening." Gwen glanced at the sky outside and saw the gradually sinking sun hanging over the buildings at the end of the city. The glorious crown of the giant sun reflected a slightly distorted light curtain in the clouds. "Sorry, I was a little late at the incubation room."
"It's okay, and I didn't wait long." Veronica said with a smile. Then she asked curiously, "Did the Dragons ambassador bring the two Young Dragon back?"
"Yes, the baby dragons should still live with their 'mothers.' Besides, there are many of their kind in the embassy," Gawain nodded and said casually. "Enya, on the other hand, seems a little reluctant to leave …"
"Human nature …" Veronica said softly, thoughtfully, and then shook her head. "I didn't expect that one day, there would be descendants of the Giant Dragon hatching in the human kingdom, with the Dragons ambassador residing in the city, and races from all over the world gathering in one place, including visitors from the deep sea … This used to be a scene in some fantasy poems and dramas of the Gondor era, and now it has come true."
"Is this what you were thinking about when you stood at the window just now?" Gwen asked, a little surprised. "I thought you usually don't think about this kind of thing …"
"I've lived for many years, so I need to maintain my personality parameters. Losing the perception and understanding of the changes in the world is a very dangerous sign. It's a sign that the soul is about to die. But I guess you didn't call me here today to discuss these things," Veronica said with a smile. "Miss Betty said that you have something important to discuss with her, but she seems to be very busy, so she didn't specify what it was."
"… Then she probably forgot." Gwen shrugged, and then his expression became serious. "Your body … is still under the ancient Gondor capital, right? Deep in the remnant structure of the Deep Blue Well? "
The smile on Veronica's face did not change, but the angle of the platinum scepter in her hand changed a little, showing that she was a little surprised by Gwen's question. "Why do you suddenly ask this? Of course, my 'body' is indeed under the Deep Blue Well. I have mentioned this to you before … "
"Then can you monitor the flow of magic in the depths of the Deep Blue Well?" Gwen asked with a serious face. "I mean … the structure behind the magic surge, the one that can run through the entire planet …"
"You mean the Deep Blue Network." Veronica's expression finally changed a little, and her tone became serious. "What happened?"
"… Enya found some bad signs." Gwen did not hesitate to tell the news he got from the incubation room to the 'old country princess' in front of him. "The newborn Young Dragon showed signs of being eroded by pure magic. Considering the special magic affinity of Dragons, Enya suspected that this was the precursor of the 'rise' of the magic in the Deep Blue Network. Something similar happened two million years ago. The magic system running through the entire planet suddenly changed, which led to a long period of extreme weather. "
"The magic in the Deep Blue Network is rising?" Veronica's eyes widened a little. The leader of the rebels, who always maintained a calm smile, finally could not control her surprise. This was obviously beyond her previous experience and knowledge of the Deep Blue Well.
"It sounds a little weird. After all, it is part of the huge system running through the planet under our feet. It is as old and stable as the earth, and it has only changed once in 200 years. The frequency is even lower than that of the demonic tide and the divine calamity." Gwen shook his head. "But we have to listen to Enya's warning, so I want to know if you can provide some help."
"… For the past few hundred years, more than half of my energy has been devoted to studying the magic surge, including monitoring the depths of the Deep Blue Network," Veronica immediately replied. "I have not found anything unusual. At least in the few 'veins' that I can currently monitor, the flow of magic is as usual."
Gawain frowned. "Can you expand the range of your surveillance? If this is really the precursor of some kind of large-scale change, then we may need more data to confirm the situation. "
"Unfortunately, I can't." Veronica shook her head and interrupted Gwen. "That is the Gondor wasteland. I only have limited resources and energy there, and I have to spare a lot of energy to deal with the encroaching environment around the refuge. It is already difficult to maintain the status quo, and I have no spare energy to monitor more magic veins."
"… I understand. Sorry, my request is a little too much." Hearing Veronica's reply, Gwen immediately realized that his idea was unrealistic. He then frowned slightly and involuntarily turned his eyes to the 'known world map' hanging on the nearby wall.
His eyes slowly swept across the map, across the imperial capital, the Gloom Mountains, the vast Black Forest, and the polluted belt plains, and finally fell on the gray wasteland with almost no details due to insufficient information.
Veronica noticed Gwen's gaze, and she also looked at the center of the wasteland.
It was the only area in the wasteland with 'details', the only 'known' area. The huge crater of the Gondor explosion was like an ugly scar lying in the gray polluted area, and the center of the explosion crater was her real home now.
The body named Veronica was just an interactive platform outside the Great Wall. Compared to the subtle information this body could feel, she could more feel the cold wind whistling over the imperial capital, the polluted air, the poisoned earth, and the pure magic energy flowing in the Deep Blue Well like the 'blood of the world'.
"… I can still survive in the wasteland for a long time, but I'm afraid this world won't give you much time." She looked at Gawain and said softly, "My Ironmen Army and I are waiting for your support."
…
Southeast of the Gloom Mountains, in the extension of the tail of the Black Forest, the wings of giant eagles pierced through the sky. The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated the clouds and sprinkled a brilliant golden glow on these huge and extraordinary creatures. The slanted light also made the shadows and lines on the ground below more distinct.
Dozens of giant eagles were lined up in a formation, and most of them were those with the royal emblem.
Azmor, the leader of the ancient Druil, who had the most seniority in the elven society, was sitting on the back of one of the giant eagles. Around him were the 'Royal Eagle Cavalry' on escort duty. These 'guards' flew close to him, and even though they were in the air, the old Druil could feel the tension between them. These guards were so nervous about the old man, even more so than the Queen.
But Azmor just smiled and turned his attention back to the land that was slowly retreating under the wings of the giant eagles.
Using some exquisite magical instruments, he cast an ancient secret spell and synchronized his vision with the eyes of the giant eagle. In that extra vision, he saw the vast and endless Black Forest, the polluted and mutated wasteland, the towering Dark Mountain Range, and …
Some artificial lights stretched between the Black Forest and the polluted area.
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