Sir Golos looked curiously at the Dragonmark Witch beside him, whose expression had suddenly changed. "Lady Asharena, is there a problem?" He could not help but ask.
The red-haired Asharena frowned slightly as she snapped out of her momentary daze. She then whispered, "No … I must have seen wrongly. I thought I saw an acquaintance, but how could it be … and the appearance is different … "
As she spoke, she shook her head. "Don't mind it. Let's continue."
"This new Cecil Empire is indeed a little different from the Ansu …" Sir Golos did not doubt her. Instead, he looked up and looked at the strange equipment with a metallic luster on the city wall not far away. There were crystals floating above some mechanical devices, and a dark blue cloth hanging from the city wall to the ground. The cloth depicted the emblem of the Cecil Empire, which shone brightly under the sun. All of these brought about a completely different atmosphere from the old, gloomy Ansu. "The human countries change so quickly."
"Everything about them is full of changes," Asharena said casually. "Unlike Dragonrise Fort, which only has the same stone that has not changed for thousands of years, and the old guys who are more stubborn than the stone."
The dragonkin entered the city.
These visitors from the far north rode on grey-white beasts that were taller than warhorses. They wore armor or overalls that were different from the human world, and carried a white flag with a picture of the Giant Dragon on it. They stepped into the human city in a solemn atmosphere. The soldiers of the Cecil Empire stood on the towering city wall, and with the same solemn manner, they watched the guests from the north come before Duchess Victoria and General Byron.
According to the agreed etiquette, the dragonkin team stopped at the edge of the square. The ambassador and the advisor then dismounted and came before the host under the guidance of the attendants. Byron and Victoria led the government officials to greet them, and both sides carried out the ceremony of exchanging documents under the solemn imperial flag.
Although the person in charge of receiving them was Byron, the main negotiators of the whole process were Victoria, who was more familiar with the situation in the north, and several advisors present. The Duke of the Northern Region, who was wearing a white dress and a short ferret cloak, was the first to welcome the middle-aged man with a calm temperament. "Sir Golos, in the name of Emperor Cecil and this land, welcome."
"Duchess Victoria, I'm glad to have such a special opportunity to visit an equally great country." Sir Golos showed a smile. "I believe this will be an unforgettable journey."
The dragonkin did not have too many formalities, and the new Cecil Empire also pursued simplicity and efficiency. the first contact between the two sides quickly went through the process, and then Victoria, she turned to Byron, who was beside her. "General Byron, you … Eh? General Byron? "
It was unknown when Byron's expression had stiffened. He looked at a red-haired woman among the Dragon Descendants with a strange look in his eyes. This was undoubtedly a slightly rude behavior. Seeing this, Victoria couldn't help but remind in a low voice, "General Byron, please pay attention …"
"Elaina?" Byron had already spoken. "It's you?"
The red-haired dragonkin woman spoke almost at the same time as Byron. "Are you really Byron? You … Wait, who is Elaina? "
Byron's expression changed when he heard the woman's voice, as if something unbelievable had been confirmed. But after hearing the latter half of the question, he did not have time to fully emerge in surprise and surprise. Instead, he was embarrassed. "Err … Aren't you Elaina …"
Victoria, who was exceptionally smart, had quickly connected the dots with her conversation with Byron and sorted out the ins and outs of everything. But now, she could not help but turn her head slightly, and almost facepalmed.
Byron also quickly realized that he had gotten something wrong and quickly explained. "I might have remembered wrongly since it's been twenty years. Eliza?"
The red-haired dragonkin's expression became even weirder. "Who is Eliza?"
Byron was speechless.
The atmosphere quickly slipped in an unexpected direction, and before this important meeting was completely ruined, Sir Golos finally stood up to remedy the situation. "This is Lady Asalena, the Dragonmark Witch from Dragondawn Castle. She had once traveled the human world and is our advisor for this trip. It seems that fate has arranged a reunion after a long separation today?"
The red-haired dragonkin placed her hands on her waist and looked at Byron expressionlessly. "The alias I used was Shauna."
Byron quickly adjusted his posture and stood up straight. He coughed softly to hide his embarrassment and said calmly, "… You see, I at least remembered one syllable …"
Asalena was speechless.
"Let us return to the castle first." Victoria's voice came from the side, like the sound of nature, saving everyone at the scene. "We can't let the guests wait here for too long."
Everyone immediately expressed their agreement.
The brief accident in the square seemed to have become a small interlude, and the rest of the process finally came to an end under relatively smooth circumstances. After that, the guests from the Holy Dragon Dukedom were led by Victoria and others to the castle hall of the Wind Shield Fortress.
Thick walls and shields around the fortress blocked the cold wind. A sumptuous banquet had been set up, and in the midst of the lively music reverberating in the hall, the interlude in the square continued —
After the formal ceremony, the dragon descendants and the Cecil people began to chat, and some of them were able to talk about their personal matters.
In the banquet hall, Byron and Asalena stared at each other. The incredible coincidence made the two parties not know where to start the conversation. Victoria, who was also lamenting the wonders of fate, broke the silence. "General Byron, is this really the 'swordswoman' in your memory?"
"… Yes." Byron touched the tip of his nose a little awkwardly. "Her appearance has not changed at all. I recognized her at a glance — but I couldn't believe my eyes."
"You look very different from 20 years ago," Asalena said casually. "At first glance, I thought it was my illusion."
"It's been 20 years." Byron shrugged. "And I'm a human."
Asalena pursed her lips and glanced back and forth at Byron several times. She could not help but say, "… It's really you … But how is this possible … You're just a small mercenary commander in the south, and now you're … a general of the empire? What happened in the past 20 years? "
"Sometimes I feel that it's all like a dream." Byron smiled and shook his head. "But you, A … Umm, Asalena, what's wrong with you?"
"Is it hard to understand?" Asalena looked down at herself with a smile on her face. "Sorry, I did lie to you back then. My hometown is not Cazaberg in the north, but Dragon's Arrival Castle in the Duchy of Holy Dragon. I'm a dragonkin, but this identity is somewhat troublesome after the human world is exposed. "
"It's Cazaberg." Byron immediately corrected her, and then looked at Victoria with a strange look. "So, I didn't remember the name wrong, she said it wrong …"
Victoria suddenly felt a little tired and sighed. "But you remembered the name wrong."
"Cazaberg?" Asalena's eyes widened in surprise, and then she shook her head. "I always thought it was Cazaberg, so I got it wrong … But no one saw through it?"
"20 years ago … It was a closed era." Byron sighed, and then looked at the red-haired dragonkin in front of him with a strange look. "So, you didn't die back then, but fell off the cliff …"
"You didn't find my body, right?" Asalena waved her hand. "That cliff is much 'cuter' than Dragon's Arrival Cliff."
"So, you suddenly left back then because you wanted to return to the Duchy of Holy Dragon?"
"Otherwise?" Asalena smiled. "I sneaked out, but I couldn't sneak out forever. When the news of my father's serious illness came, I had to 'say goodbye' to you in that way. Sorry, Byron … Leader, I was very young back then. "
"To be honest, if it weren't for 20 years, I'm afraid I would have fought with you." Byron glanced at the dragonkin. "Your 'joke' is a little too much."
"… What are my companions doing now?" After a moment of silence, Asalena swirled the wine glass in her hand and looked at the ripples on the surface of the liquid in the crystal container. She seemed to ask casually, "Since you've become a general of the Empire, then the others … should be doing well, right?"
"… They are all gone, just a few years after you left … It's all in the past."
There was a sudden silence between the two old acquaintances.
Twenty years of separation had caused everyone to embark on different paths. An unexpected reunion after twenty years could not bring about any miracles of fate — it could only bring about amazing coincidences and give the parties a chance to recall the past. And after the recollection, only a sigh was left for each of them.
Asalena picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining liquid in it. She sighed softly. "The wine in the human world is still so bland, but this taste that I haven't tasted for 20 years … Now that I've tasted it again, it feels good."
Byron smiled. "Don't sigh because of an illusion. We were so poor 20 years ago, how could we have drunk such good wine?"
"That's true." Asalena smiled. "I just didn't expect that my travels in the human world would make me a member of the diplomatic mission today. And the one who welcomes us is the 'captain' from more than 20 years ago … This may be a good start."
She looked up and looked at the middle-aged Knight standing in front of her, wearing an officer's uniform, ribbons, and medals.
The human world had changed so fast. The nobles 20 years ago … were not dressed like this.
"Tell me about the present," she said with a smile. "How have you been in the past few years?"
Pea's face appeared in Byron's mind. The knight, who was almost fifty years old, couldn't help but reveal a smile that was a mixture of happiness and relief. He nodded. "My daughter can already call me father …"
…
"Achoo!"
Pea, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly sneezed loudly. Pitman, Kamel, and the others who were adjusting the equipment at the side were shocked.
"Have you caught a cold?" Pitman instinctively reached out to touch Pea's forehead. "You don't seem to have a fever …"
"I'm fine. My nose suddenly itches." Pea shook her head from side to side, and a synthesized voice came from the intercom. "I don't know if father has met the emissary of the Dukedom of Holy Dragon. It should be about time … I hope he can at least be more serious in formal occasions and not be so unreliable all the time … Sigh, although the Great Governor of Victoria is there … Oh yes, Grandpa Pitman, do you have a Magic Net terminal that can directly contact the Northern Region? Wait a minute … "
"Stop, stop, stop —" Pitman did not wait for Pea to finish speaking before he felt a headache coming on. He hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt the girl who liked to nag more and more recently. "Don't be so nervous. The Duke of the Northern Region will take care of everything. As for you, it's better for you to concentrate. "
"Oh." Pea pursed her lips and sat down on the chair obediently, letting the technicians fiddle with the metal device behind her neck. She could not help but move her neck occasionally when she felt itchy.
"It's going well." Kamel was paying attention to the operation of the Nerve Thorns, his body flowing with a relaxed light blue light. "This is the last check. Congratulations, Pea. You can use this thing without worry in the future. Of course, since this is still a new technology, you still have to pay attention to its usual state. If there are any abnormalities, come to us immediately. "
"Don't worry, I'll remember it ~ ~" Pea jumped down from the chair and said in a light tone. Then, she glanced around the laboratory and subconsciously fell on another chair in the experimental area. Sitting there was another test subject with nerve thorns connected to the back of his head, but unlike her, he was a man wearing a researcher's white robe and looked like a professional technician.
"Is he also testing the Nerve Thorns?" Pea looked over and asked curiously.
Kamel came to Pea's side. From his light blue arcane body came a gentle and pleasant sound.
"Researcher Cohen Bell is working on another project."
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