As winter drew to a close, it was time for the Typhon's diplomatic group to leave Cecil.
Within the Autumn Palace, the farewell banquet had already been set up. A band was playing a gentle and cheerful tune in the corner of the banquet hall. Under the light of the magicite lamps, the glittering metal cutlery and the swirling wine gave off an intoxicating glow. A lively and peaceful atmosphere permeated the hall, causing everyone who attended the banquet to be unable to help but feel happy.
Mathilda Augustus stood at the end of the long hall in her court dress. Rebecca, who was also dressed in formal court attire, ran to the foreign princess with a small plate of cake and greeted her cheerfully. "Mathilda! You're going back today? "
In the past few days, Rebecca and Mathilda did not meet many times. But Rebecca was a cheerful person, and it was easy for her to get along well with others. Or rather, it was one-sided. In the few limited interactions, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the Typhon princess had a good understanding of mathematics and magic. Unlike what others had guessed at the beginning, she was just promoting her image to maintain her intelligent image. So, they soon had a good common topic.
And the common topic had successfully brought them closer — at least that was what Rebecca thought.
"I'll write to you." Mathilda smiled as she looked at the "Pearl of Cecil" in front of her, who was very different from most of the noblewomen she knew. They had equal status, but they lived in completely different environments and developed completely different personalities. At first, Mathilda was very uncomfortable with Rebecca's exuberant vitality and carefree behavior, but after a few interactions, she felt that this lively girl was not annoying. "Although the distance between Oldenheim and Cecil City is far, we now have the train and direct diplomatic channels. We can continue to discuss issues in letters."
She smiled at Rebecca, and the latter responded with an even more innocent and bright smile.
In truth, Mathilda felt a little regretful. When she first met Rebecca, she knew that the excessively young girl was actually one of the important founders of modern arcanotech. She also noticed the naivety and sincerity in Rebecca's personality, which was why she wanted to learn some useful secrets about cutting-edge arcanotech from her. But after a few encounters, their exchanges were limited to mathematical problems or conventional arcanotech and mechanical technology.
This straightforward girl wasn't as unguarded as she looked on the surface. She was just smart to the point of being just the right amount of people.
In Rebecca's bright smile, the regret in Mathilda's heart quickly disappeared.
"When you write to me, you must tell me more about Oldenheim." Rebecca smiled. "I haven't been that far yet!"
"Of course, and if there's a chance, I'll welcome you to Oldenheim as a guest," Mathilda said. "It's a friendly city, and you can see the beautiful scenery in the fog from the Obsidian Palace."
Rebecca looked a little yearning, and then suddenly looked behind Mathilda with a very happy face. "Ah! The ancestor is here! "
Mathilda immediately turned around and saw the tall and burly Gwen Cecil, dressed in a royal robe, walking towards her with a smile.
The Princess of Typhon immediately took the initiative to step forward and bowed impeccably. "Greetings, Your Majesty Cecil."
Gwen smiled and accepted the salute. He then glanced at Rebecca standing next to him and said casually, "Rebecca, you didn't cause any trouble today, right?"
"No, no!" Rebecca immediately waved her hand and said, "I was just chatting with Mathilda!"
"Rebecca is a great friend, especially her knowledge of mathematics, machinery, and runes. I admire her very much," Mathilda said politely and naturally changed the topic. "Besides, thank you very much for your hospitality these days. I personally experienced the warmth and friendliness of the people of Cecil, and also witnessed the prosperity of this city."
"I hope this experience has left a good enough impression on you. This will be a good beginning for the new era of the two countries." Gwen nodded slightly and then waved to the attendant next to him. "Mathilda, before we say goodbye, I have prepared a gift for you and Emperor Rosetta Augustus. This is my personal gift, I hope you like it."
It was a long-standing tradition for the upper nobles to give farewell gifts, and the contents of the gifts were usually swords, armors, or precious magic tools. But Mathilda instinctively thought that this gift from the legendary pioneer might be something special, so she could not help but show a curious look. She looked at the two attendants who came forward. They were holding exquisite boxes in their hands, and judging from the size and shape of the boxes, it was obviously not something like swords or armors.
Soon, she saw what Gwen Cecil's gift was: a book and a strange-looking metal cube.
Both things were very curious, and Mathilda's eyes first fell on the metal cube. Compared to the book, the metal cube was more incomprehensible to her. It seemed to be a series of neatly stacked small squares, and at the same time, the surface of each small square was engraved with different runes. It looked like some kind of magic tool, but she could not see its specific use.
"It's called the 'Magic Rune Cube,' and it's for you," Gwen explained. "At first, it was something I made in my spare time, and then my chief runemaster, Jenny, made some changes to it. You can think of it as a toy or a tool to train your mind. I know you are very interested in mathematics and runes, so this thing is very suitable for you. "
At Gawain's signal, Mathilda curiously picked up the Rubik's Cube from the box. She was surprised to find that it was much lighter than she had imagined. After fiddling with it a little, she found that the small cubes that made up the Rubik's Cube were movable. She twisted one side of the Rubik's Cube and immediately felt a weight in her hand.
Although she was not a mage, Mathilda, who had a good understanding of magic, immediately realized the reason: the 'lightness' of the Magic Cube was entirely due to some kind of weight-reducing rune, and as she turned the cube, the corresponding rune was cut off.
There should be a small magic network unit hidden within the cube that was used to provide energy. The series of small cubes that made up the cube allowed the runes to form all sorts of transformations. That was how the mysterious magic power quietly flowed through the rotation of this lifeless steel.
Mathilda blinked and stared at the Magic Cube in her hand.
It was as if she was looking at a miniature version of magic technology.
It's just a toy … but it doesn't seem to be just a toy.
At first, Mathilda felt a little strange because her gift was just a 'toy', but she could not help but fall into deep thought. While thinking, her eyes fell on another gift.
It was a book with a blue hard cover, which did not look very heavy. On the cover was handwritten gilded text:
'Society and Machines' — for Rosetta Augustus.
"This is a book recently compiled by the scholars of our country. It also contains some of my own thoughts on the development and future of society," Gwen said with a faint smile. "If your father has time to read it, it may help him understand the way we Cecil people think."
Mathilda's eyes slowly swept over the two things.
These were really two special gifts, each with its own profound meaning that was worth pondering.
She smiled, ordered the attendant to accept the two gifts, and then looked at Gwen. "I will bring your kindness back to Oldenheim. Of course, I will also bring back the documents and memoranda we signed."
"A new era of prosperity and peace will begin." Gwen also smiled, took a glass of red wine from the side, and raised it slightly. "It's worth a toast."
Mathilda also raised her glass, and the two crystal clear glasses made a crisp sound in the air. "To a new era of prosperity and peace."
…
After a banquet, both the guests and the host enjoyed themselves.
On the train station to the Eastern Region, the train carrying the Typhon diplomatic mission glided smoothly, accelerated, and gradually drove towards the distant horizon.
Their departure and the agreement between the two sides would occupy a large section of tomorrow's newspaper, and it would become the topic of conversation for the citizens of Cecil for a period of time. After that, it would quickly fade from people's sight, and the ordinary people would continue their busy and fulfilling lives. Except for the sharp-witted merchants and officials with duties, not many people would continue to pay attention to this matter.
And the long-term impact caused by this matter, the potential changes to the situation of this continent, would slowly ferment in a state where most people would not be aware of, and gradually infiltrate into everyone's lives.
Rebecca stood on the balcony of the Autumn Palace, fiddling with a small golden pendant, which was a gift from Mathilda. She looked up, glanced in the direction of the edge of the city, and said with a slight sigh, "She's gone."
Gwen, who was standing next to her, heard her and turned his head. "Do you like that Mathilda very much?"
"Under normal circumstances, perhaps she could be a good friend." Rebecca thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Unfortunately, she's from Typhon."
Gwen was a little curious and asked again. "What if you don't consider her identity?"
"You can still talk to her. She does like and is good at mathematics and mechanics, at least I can see that she usually studies seriously. But she obviously has more things on her mind, the knowledge in the field of magic … She claims that it's her hobby, but in fact, it's only a small part of it." Rebecca said, frowning. "She lives a much more tiring life than I do."
Gwen looked at the maiden with some surprise. "You can actually feel something so profound?"
Rebecca immediately waved her hand. "Ah, the way a girl communicates, ancestor, you don't understand."
Gwen was not angry, he just looked at Rebecca with some affection and shook his head. "That Princess Typhon is indeed much more tiring than you. I can feel the tense atmosphere around her. She's still a little young, and not good at hiding it."
Rebecca listened to Gwen's words, but seriously thought for a moment, and hesitantly muttered. "Ah, ancestor, don't you think I should learn a little? I'm more or less a princess, what if one day you lie back … "
Halfway through her sentence, the maiden suddenly realized and did not dare to continue. She only shrunk her neck and carefully looked up at Gwen's face. This maiden's improvement was that she could now realize that some things should not be said before she was beaten. Regrettably, that half of her sentence was still enough for the listener to complete the rest of the content. Thus, Gwen's face instantly became strange.
He stared at Rebecca, who was shrinking her neck, with a complicated look in his eyes. He suddenly sighed in his heart. Perhaps one day, his reign would come to an end, and Rebecca … would probably make him so angry that he would crawl back up again.
Thinking carefully, he felt that he should work hard to live, and strive to confer this silly roe deer the title of king when his rule reached its end …
Rebecca did not know what thoughts were running through Gwen's mind (even if she knew, she probably would not have thought of anything). She only stared blankly for a while, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, she said, "That's right, ancestor. Typhon's diplomatic mission has left, then the diplomatic mission from the Duchy of Holy Dragon should be next, right?"
Gwen was a little surprised that Rebecca actually remembered this matter seriously. He then nodded. "Byron has already set off for the north. Other than building the north port, his other mission is to welcome the Duchy of Holy Dragon's diplomatic mission. Actually, according to the original plan, the Duchy of Holy Dragon's diplomatic mission was to reach the southern border before the end of the Cold Month. However, due to the letter mediation between both parties, they have been delayed for some time. Now, it seems that they will reach the southern border at least until the Month of Recovery. But this is also good. We can avoid Typhon's men, and our arrangements will be easier. "
"That's great …" Rebecca narrowed her eyes and smiled with some anticipation. "They are Maggie's tribesmen … I wonder if we can make friends."
Friends …
Gwen's gaze was deep as he quietly pondered over this word.
Dragon descendants with a mysterious background and an unknown connection to Tarlonde's Giant Dragon … If they could really be pulled into Cecil's settlement area, that would indeed be a good thing.
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