After the Giant Dragon completely rushed out of the surveillance field, Gwen did not give up and reconnected to the satellite. He adjusted the satellite lens and searched the area for more than ten minutes before he finally had to give up and accept the fact that he had lost the dragon.
Then he checked the situation of the Contract Castle again and made sure that the place did not explode before he completely disconnected.
It was late at night. The inner city of Cecil's territory was shrouded in a quiet but not dark night. The bright magic crystal street lights dispelled the darkness of the night. The distant street lights and some faint starlight spilled into the room through the wide window of the study room. Gwen did not turn on the lights. Instead, he focused his mind in such a dark environment and fell into a state of thinking.
The Giant Dragon finally appeared again. As Gwen had expected, the Dragons' attention to the continent had not ended.
Although he did not know why the mysterious race was paying attention to the continent, whether from the perspective of historical records or what Gwen saw, they were obviously concerned about the situation on the continent. This time, the location of the Giant Dragon happened to confirm this point. When Gwen saw it, the dragon was flying over the Contract Castle. Gwen did not think that this could be a coincidence.
The last time the Giant Dragon appeared, it was at the scene of the first invasion of the human world after the mutants left the human countries for 700 years.
While pondering, Gawain made a hypothesis. Could it be that as long as there was a "historical characteristic" in the human countries, or more broadly, as long as there was a "historical characteristic" in the mortal countries, those dragons would appear? But what would they appear for? Just to watch from the sidelines …
If he had not peeked at the Contract Castle through the satellite perspective, Gwen really wanted to complain about the Giant Dragon's bad taste. But now that everyone was in the same boat, he could only sigh and sigh that everyone was bored …
But no matter what the purpose of the Giant Dragon was, one thing was certain, and that was that the "Dragon" was a powerful legendary creature. They could even intuitively sense the satellite observation from the geosynchronous orbit. Although it seemed that the Giant Dragon could not do anything about the satellite observation and could only hide everywhere, this was enough to surprise Gwen.
The only thing to be thankful for was that no one knew about the connection between Gawain and the satellite. Even the legendary giant dragon would not be able to follow the satellite signal to find him for spying on him … Probably …
And then again, everyone was watching the meeting from the sky. They were all foxes on the same mountain. Who would report who?
After figuring this out, Gwen suddenly felt that his thoughts were clear, and he felt that next time, he could continue to track the Giant Dragon openly — if the other party happened to crash into the surveillance area again. But then again, the vigilance and mobility of the Giant Dragon were a big problem. Until now, Gwen still could not figure out how such a huge creature could make such an exaggerated spiral dive in the air … It was so fast that he could not even focus.
A slight wind from the window interrupted Gwen's thoughts. He looked up, and in the perception of the legendary Knight, he saw a hazy shadow tiptoeing down from the windowsill.
Taking advantage of the moment when the shadow was about to land, Gwen immediately asked loudly, "What are you doing jumping out of the window in the middle of the night?!"
Then, as expected, he heard a thud as Amber appeared out of thin air, prostrating herself on all fours. The half-elf lady crawled up from the ground, battered and exhausted, and immediately charged at Gawain, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. "You scared me to death! You're sitting in the study alone in the middle of the night without turning on the light. You'll scare me to death if you suddenly open your mouth! "
Gwen easily held Amber's head down and let the short wintermelon jump about a meter away from him. The latter's claws could not reach his shoulders even if she waved them to the limit. "You're a lurker, and you're afraid of someone talking to you in the dark?"
"Usually, no one talks to me when I'm working, okay?"
Emmmmm … Gwen felt that Amber's words had many interpretations …
"What's going on?" After complaining in his heart, Gwen let go of his hand and lit up the magic stone lamp in the study. He had turned off the light because he had been concentrating on monitoring the situation in the fortress after dinner, so he did not have time to turn on the light. Now, there was no need to keep it dark. "You rarely come to report at this time."
"Solderlin is back," Amber said while rubbing her hair that Gwen had messed up. "And he's brought back a rather important piece of information. I think it's necessary to let you know as soon as possible."
"Back so soon?" Gwen was stunned for a moment. "What information?"
"They found a Category I isolation door at the southern end of the Defiant Fortress. Opposite the door should be a large experimental field that has not yet been discovered. According to the signs in the ruins, the experimental field is called 'Shadow Experimental Field'," Amber said. "Solderlin suspects that it's a large area similar to the Defiant Fortress. Because he is not fully prepared, he has led his team back and is preparing to re-explore after some repairs."
"A new large area?" Gwen frowned slightly. He did not expect to find such a big discovery in the first exploration of the ruins after the weather turned warm. "Who else knows about this now?"
"I've reported it to you," Amber said. "Do you want to inform Kamel tomorrow?"
"… No need. He doesn't know the situation outside the Defiant Fortress." Gwen shook his head and then glanced at Amber. "By the way … Shadow Experimental Field. You seem to be quite good at shadowy things."
"Huh?"
In the Eastern Region of Ansu, the Contract Castle. The first formal negotiation had finally ended.
The rulers of the two countries and their followers racked their brains at the negotiation table and spent several hours elaborating their respective demands and ideas. In the process, they reached a preliminary consensus, or rather, they had to give up temporarily after exhausting their energy. Duke Loren felt physically and mentally exhausted.
The feeling of mediating on the negotiation table was even more tiring than fighting on the battlefield.
The only thing to be thankful for was that he was not the main commander of this negotiation battlefield — the wise old King Francis II was the one who charged and broke through the enemy lines. It was hard to imagine that such an old king could be so tenacious and unyielding at the negotiating table, so much so that Rosetta the Great and his entire advisory team could not gain the slightest advantage over Ansu in the verbal confrontation.
Now that the negotiation was finally over, the people at the negotiation table, outside the hall, and outside the castle could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After the negotiation, there was a banquet. A difficult negotiation should end with a grand banquet. In a sense, the social activities at the banquet could be regarded as a continuation of the negotiation. Duke Loren, who knew this very well, had a glass of wine in his hand. Duke Loren stood in the banquet hall with a glass of red wine in his hand. He chatted casually with the Ansu people around him, but his eyes never left the center of the banquet hall.
Francis II was in that position, and so was the emperor of Tiphon. Other than that, there were only a few attendants standing beside them, and those attendants were undoubtedly guards.
Except for the king and the emperor who were talking, the rest of the participants were clearly divided into two groups. The Ansu people and the Typhon people each occupied one side of the banquet hall. They formed their own groups to talk, and at the same time, they were very wary of the people on the other side.
It was impossible for the etiquette officers who designed this banquet not to have anticipated this, but this awkward situation was obviously unavoidable. In Duke Loren's opinion, the easiest solution was to simply cancel the banquet, but those who had to follow the rules and etiquette would not think so.
While thinking, a young man walked up to the Duke of the Eastern Region.
"Prince Edmund," Duke Loren raised his glass to the blond young man. "Your performance at the negotiation table was impressive."
Apart from the king, this young and promising prince was arguably the most eye-catching presence at the negotiation scene today. His sharp words and sharp insight even won the praise of Emperor Rosetta.
"Uncle Loren, let's not be too formal here," the young prince smiled and raised his glass to the Duke in front of him. "And if the Loren family did not guard the Eastern Region, I'm afraid that today's negotiation would not even have a chance to begin. We should celebrate today's progress together."
Silas? Loren, who always had a dignified temperament, finally showed a smile on his unapproachable face. "Yes, we should celebrate — for the upcoming peace."
Although the negotiations were not over yet, and both sides would still be arguing in this place for a while, today's negotiations had made substantial progress. Everyone could sense that the rulers of the two countries were trying their best to promote peace, and this was the purpose of everyone gathered here.
"Peace … Peace is indeed precious," Edmund smiled gently. "But it's a pity that simple peace can't solve all problems — to solve the current situation of Ansu's decline."
"Patience, my prince, we should be patient," Silas Loren said calmly. "As long as we solve the problem of peace with Typhon, we will have a chance to revitalize this ancient kingdom."
In the "half of the hall" occupied by Typhon's people, the young Wolf General Andesha Wendell looked at Wendell. He had a complicated expression on his face as he looked at the king of Ansu standing in the middle of the hall.
A middle-aged man in a light-colored coat, with a gentle temperament and a mage's aura stood beside the young Wolf General. The middle-aged man noticed Andesha's gaze and could not help but shake his head slightly. "Andesha, learn to control your emotions."
"… Yes, Uncle Palin … Count Wendell," Andesha Wendell said. When Wendell heard the words of the elder who had taken care of him since he was young, he could only take a deep breath and restrain his gaze. "I just didn't expect … that this day would really come."
"We should be happy," Count Wendell smiled, but his gaze fell on Typhon's emperor, Rosetta Augustus Augustus. Augustus said, "Our Emperor has chosen the path of peace in the end."
Andesha Wendell? Wendell could not help but mutter in a low voice, "Peace …"
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