The Typhon Empire's pinnacle base and the base built by the Cecil people had a completely different style. In Gwen's judgment, if the Cecil Empire's pinnacle base embodied the power of the arcanum industry, the result of a mixture of steel, machinery, crystal, and magic, then the Typhon people's base was a costly magical wonder. This building complex, which covered an area larger than the Cecil Empire's pinnacle base, was more than eighty percent 'molded' by the mages.
The Typhon people opened their gate and sent out the Knight to guide the guests. The soldiers in black standard armor curiously and cautiously watched the steel vehicles enter the base. Gwen sat at the back of the first vehicle, quietly observing everything through the window. He saw many stone houses lined up neatly along a central axis. Several steeple towers were scattered among the buildings. The hazy and illusionary Eyes of Sorcerers were floating at the top of the towers. There were also soldiers in neat armor and on high alert standing guard on a few sentry towers at the periphery of the base. They were on alert for any disturbance in the wasteland.
Everything was orderly and disciplined, leaving a deep impression on him.
As he observed and pondered, the convoy, led by several Typhon Knights, had arrived in front of a stone fortress that was also 'molded' with magical power. Gwen saw a middle-aged man with thick black hair and a serious expression standing not far away, surrounded by a group of Knights. The man was wearing a black cloak that looked ordinary but was actually made from the fur of some high-grade magical creature. He wore a dark blue coat with gold watch chains, ribbons, and other accessories. His eyes were fixed on the steel vehicles that were coming towards him, but Gwen could not see any emotional fluctuations in the Typhon Emperor's deep and reserved eyes.
Amber, who was also sitting at the back, came over and whispered, "He's a little shorter than I thought."
Gwen casually replied, "That's because you've been by my side for too long."
As they spoke, several magic vehicles stopped in front of Rosetta Augustus at the same time. Then, the side or rear doors of each vehicle opened at the same time. Attendants and soldiers in blue uniforms or white light armor quickly got out of the vehicles with surprising discipline and cooperation, and in the blink of an eye, they lined up on both sides of the convoy. Then, one of the attendants opened the door of the first vehicle, and Gwen Cecil and his guards stepped out of the vehicle.
Rosetta Augustus looked at it all silently and solemnly, his eyebrows twitching slightly.
The Duke of Ansu did not lead an entire army, nor did he bring a few champions with him as a legendary champion.
But he was still demonstrating … some kind of power, and the effect was outstanding.
After looking away from the magic vehicles again, the Emperor of Typhon stepped forward and took the initiative to greet Gwen who had alighted from the vehicle. He forced a smile on his face and said, "It's my honor to meet a legendary hero like you. Welcome to the Typhon's camp, it's ready to welcome our distinguished guest."
"I'm also honored." Gwen reached out and shook Rosetta Augustus' hand. This simple, highly versatile salute originated from the pioneering era and was still widely used today. He casually responded to the other party's courtesy. "This is an impressive camp. I can see the courage and perseverance it embodies."
Amber stood behind Gwen. She was so bored that she wanted to roll her eyes. This' high ranking person talking to each other 'way of speaking made her sleepy, but she was afraid that if she really rolled her eyes, Gwen would smack her on the wall. So she had to hold it in. But at this moment, she suddenly felt a gaze on her.
She followed the feeling and saw a tall female Knight standing not far behind Rosetta Augustus. The young lady's gray hair draped over her shoulders. Her figure and appearance were not bad, but her gaze was cold and seemed to hide some hostility.
Amber blinked, and the relevant information immediately came to her mind.
That should be the current 'Wolf General' of the Typhon Empire, Andesha Wendell. She seemed to be hostile to the Typhon because of her father's disappearance in the Ansu territory.
Amber thought for a moment and felt that she had found something to do, so she simply stared at Andesha.
A moment later, the young Wolf General Andesha Wendell looked away with slight awkwardness and awkwardness.
She had never seen such an uncultured noble. Her lack of experience caused her to be at a disadvantage. She could not help but think: Are all Ansu people so barbaric?
Amber was delighted by this small victory and muttered softly, "Yay —"
The secret confrontation between Cecil's intelligence chief and Typhon's Wolf General was not noticed by anyone. Gwen's attention was almost entirely focused on observing the Typhon Emperor in front of him and guessing his character. After a short exchange of pleasantries, he and his entourage, Amber, Sonia, and the rest were led to Rosetta's temporary palace.
It was not a sumptuous feast, but it was a rare and precious one in the wasteland waiting for them.
Plants could not be grown in the wasteland, and the monsters that ran rampant were obviously difficult to serve as food. Typhon's camp's supplies were the same as Cecil's camp's, they were completely reliant on supplies from the rear. Under such difficult conditions, even Rosetta Augustus's hospitality was limited. But it was obvious that no one really cared about the feast … at least, except for Amber.
After letting Amber look for food by herself, Gwen naturally brought a glass of wine to Rosetta Augustus. The people around automatically stepped back a little, under the premise of maintaining their guard duty, leaving room for the duke and the emperor to talk.
"I hope you don't mind this shabby reception." Rosetta showed a faint smile. "Our supplies are not easy."
"It's the same on our side," Gwen said faintly. "I can understand the difficult environment on the edge of the wasteland. In fact, the so-called 'difficulties' we are facing here today would have been unimaginably good conditions 700 years ago. At least, we can now talk with a glass of wine in a relatively safe camp."
He shook the golden wine glass in his hand slightly, and the dark red liquid in the glass rippled slightly, reflecting a tempting light.
"So we have to cherish this hard-won security and prosperity." Rosetta raised his glass slightly. "To you, to the pioneers who created all this 700 years ago."
Gwen accepted the salute calmly, and then Rosetta continued, "We are here today to ensure that this security can continue to be maintained, right?"
"Of course," Gwen said, quietly paying attention to Rosetta Augustus's every change in expression. "But not everyone wants this security to be maintained for a long time. Some people who are not in their right mind will even take the initiative to destroy the security barrier that allows us to survive. What do you think of this?"
"I heard about the traces of destruction you found in the Sentry Tower. The danger of the cultists is shocking," Rosetta Augustus said in a deep voice, his expression solemn. "Sonia's messenger also mentioned your concerns when she talked about this. Frankly speaking, not only do I think this concern is necessary, but we should also increase our vigilance against the cultists. I have sent the Shadowmaster to check the situation of the Sentry Tower nearby, but no signs of erosion were found. Next, I will arrange a domestic search for the cultists. They are not only active in Ansu, but also in the north and west of Typhon. "
"It takes all of us to wipe out these dark cultists, just as it takes all of the human countries to work together to repair the Magnificent Wall." Gwen seemed to be touched by Rosetta's sincere and calm attitude. He went along with the topic. "The seven centuries of peace and tranquility are built on the joint efforts of the pioneers. I'm glad to see that your generation can still unite in the face of the crisis. Even if you have some contradictions and disputes, when faced with the disaster that looms over the entire human race, rational people can always abandon prejudice and estrangement."
He paused, and without giving Rosetta time to think, he continued. "When I saw the human countries coming to repair the Magnificent Wall, I couldn't help but recall the past … the friends who fought side by side. I still remember Roland Augustus. He always had a straight face and would tell some outdated jokes. He used to be troubled about how to improve his sense of humor and even asked Charlie for advice. "
As it turned out, a person who had been resurrected from seven hundred years ago talking about their ancestors with a glass of wine was definitely the most awkward and strange thing in the world. Even the wise and bold Rosetta the Great had to lower her head and make a serious listening posture when she heard these topics. It was not good for her to interrupt.
Seeing this, Gwen naturally continued the topic. "There is also Bertilla. She is the most powerful Druil I know. Countless people were saved by her back then."
There was no emotion on Rosetta's face. He was still calm and slightly serious.
He just nodded lightly and said unhurriedly, "To be able to hear about the ancestors from you is a novel feeling … To you, they are no longer symbols in the history books, but have become flesh and blood."
"Of course, flesh and blood. We are all mortals," Gwen said slowly, quietly watching Rosetta's eyes. "… It is said that you have not found the remains of Bertilla Augustus. Is that true?"
"… I should be ashamed," Rosetta said in a deep voice. "The family saint Bertilla went missing during the pilgrimage to the Ancestral Peak. Her sacred remains are still out there. It has been seven hundred years. I am afraid our hope of finding her is slim."
Gwen quietly looked at Rosetta for two seconds and then looked away.
He did not mention the possibility that the "missing" Bertilla had joined the dark side like most of the Druil near the Ancestral Peak. This was because this was beyond the limit of "probing." It was too provocative and offensive. Although he could be a little wilful in this regard because of his ancestral status, he decided not to mention it to avoid ruining the atmosphere too early.
If Rosetta did not have any special reaction after hearing the name "Bertilla Augustus," even if Gwen further probed, he should remain calm.
After that, Gwen consciously led the conversation to a more relaxed and natural direction. He tasted the food and wine at the scene and gradually began to talk about some of the customs and legends of the Ansu and Typhon countries.
The atmosphere gradually became relaxed in the process. Both of them tacitly did not talk about any topic about the two countries that were on the verge of war three years ago and the hidden dangers of war today. It was as if all the conflicts and friction did not exist. It was as if Rosetta did not know about it, and Gwen did not care about it.
One was an ancient man from seven hundred years ago, while the other was an emperor of the present age. One was talking about the local customs during the Great Pioneering Era, while the other was talking about the evolution and development of modern society. They chatted happily like old friends, and the topics they talked about seemed endless. This made Hu Po, who had just finished foraging and eating to his heart's content, stroll over with a chicken bone in his mouth, dumbfounded.
The half-elf lady stopped and whispered softly, "Old fox …"
Then she heard Gwen talking about a topic related to trade. "… In fact, we can expand our cooperation to broader areas than repairing the barrier. For example, trade — we can exchange what we need."
Amber blinked and chewed the chicken bone in her mouth.
Another victim was about to fall into the pit.
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