The smell of summer was getting stronger by the day.
Even in the northern kingdom, the area near the Gloom Mountain Range was getting hotter and hotter.
The window of the study was open, and the chirping of birds and insects could be heard from the courtyard. A gentle breeze blew across the desk under the sunlight, causing a few pages of paper on the desk to flutter slightly. But then, a hand picked up the documents and began to read them carefully.
A rhythmic knocking sound came from the direction of the door. Gwen flipped through the documents in front of him and said without looking up, "Come in."
The door of the study was gently opened, and Tyre came in yawning. She first came in with her upper body, and then retracted her tail, which was several meters long, and curled it up on the ground. The spacious study instantly became a little narrower after the siren came in.
"It's rare that you're awake at this hour." Gwen looked up at the deep-sea salted fish and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"
"There's news from Antaverne." Tyre yawned again and said, "The signal you captured before was not sent by the siren. The queen has begun to investigate the source of the signal."
"… So it's not the siren …" Gwen stopped what he was doing. After a slight frown, he shook his head. "Other than that?"
"The queen asked me to convey her gratitude to you." Tyre tried to keep a straight face and make herself look more serious. "She is very happy that humans are willing to share the principle of the magic net with the siren. This will help us repair the main antenna of Antaverne in the magical environment of this world. Our technicians also said that if the repair of the main antenna goes well, the communication between Antaverne and Cecil may be more convenient. It may even be possible to establish direct communication. Of course, whether it can be done or not is still up to the technicians."
Listening to Tyre's report, Gwen could not help but raise his eyebrows. "Ah, that's really good news …"
Tyre perfunctorily expressed the same joy. Then, he stretched his body, which was five and a half meters long, and waved the tip of his tail. With sleepy eyes, he said, "Then, if there's nothing else …"
"Yes," Gwen quickly said before the deep-sea salted fish fell asleep on the spot. "Wait a minute, I need your help."
"Ah?" Tyre's face suddenly showed a regretful expression, but he still nodded. "Go ahead."
"You should know that we are building a north port in the north of the empire and preparing to restart the sea route," Gwen said unhurriedly. "Now, more than half of the infrastructure there is already completed …"
"… I think I understand what you mean." Tyre glanced at Gwen and immediately knew what he wanted to say. "Further technology exchange … This is indeed the content of our agreement. Now that you have given more magical technology to the sirens as promised, we sirens should also respond. "
"We need to return to the sea, which requires a higher level of ship technology — and a way to avoid danger at sea and find a safe route." Gwen nodded calmly and said with a serious expression. "You should know that Typhon and his people have already started in this area."
Tyre looked at Gwen and shrugged. "Don't worry, we will help as promised. Your magical technology has shown its value in the restoration project of Antavine, and the queen is very satisfied. She has agreed to let more sirens come to Cecil as' consultants', including professional deep-sea technicians. They are more professional in the field of technology than I am. After all, my profession is actually to create storms at sea. "
More siren consultants — Gwen looked at Tyre, and finally, a satisfied smile slowly appeared on his face.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
The technical exchange between Cecil and the sirens had been going on for several years, but it took more than time for the two different races to establish sufficient mutual trust. Coupled with the great distance and the sloppy concept of time of the sirens, the progress of the technical exchange between the two countries had been limited. Even for several years, the only 'siren technical consultant' on Cecil's side was Tyre, and this Tyre was not even a technical staff on the sirens' side. In her own words, she was actually a combat professional in the siren society.
This was equivalent to the sirens sending a security captain to be Cecil's technical consultant for several years.
The key point was that the basic knowledge of the security captain was really enough in the 'backward human world.' While this satisfied Gwen's technical needs, the situation was undoubtedly awkward and cramped.
Especially when humans decided to venture into the sea and wanted to challenge ocean voyages, the basic knowledge of the security captain finally began to be insufficient.
But now, all of this had finally changed. Cecil's magical technology had proven its value in the siren society, and the recent technical exchange in the field of communication had further moved the deep-sea creatures. The overall level of the technology of the land civilization may not be advanced enough, but at least it had its own uniqueness in certain fields, and this uniqueness had finally made the sirens decide to send more consultants.
"I should express my gratitude to Her Majesty Petia," Gwen said with a smile. "So when will more consultants come? How will they come? Will they take the same route as you? "
"Sisters, we will set off with the ocean current and go all the way along the bottom of the sea. I know you must be looking forward to the 'warp technology' when we hunted the deer, but Antaverne has entered the important stage of restarting several key facilities, and there is no extra energy to reopen the warp channel, and sirens always lack motivation for things other than hunting. But you don't have to worry, we move very fast in the deep sea, and we have very fast deep-water shuttles, we will arrive in a few days. As for the route … "Tyre thought for a moment and spread out his hands." You don't have to bother with the reception — the sisters will go straight to the North Port. "
"North Port?" Gwen was stunned. "Does that mean they will go straight to work?"
"I know that according to human customs, there should be a formal handover ceremony, a welcome event or something, and it's best to let the sisters come to the imperial capital to show their faces, but we sirens don't like these, and I know you don't like it either, so we will go straight to the North Port to find Byron, you just need to arrange the contact there," Tyre said casually. "Also, among the consultants we have sent this time … there are not only sirens."
Gwen frowned. "Not only sirens? What do you mean? "
"Nagas," Tyre said. "There will be some Nagas coming together. Of course, this is only the Queen's plan. If you have any doubts about this, Antavine can adjust the composition of the advisory group. "
"I want to confirm first," Gwen interrupted Tyre. He looked into the latter's eyes with a serious expression and tone. "The 'Nagas' you mentioned are those transformed Children of Storm …"
"There is no church of the Children of Storm anymore," Tyre shook his head and said slowly. "Three days ago, the last Child of Storm also became a Naga … This is very sad, the footprints of humans in the distant sea from 700 years ago have come to an end in this way."
"… Completely transformed." Gawain took a deep breath and calmed himself down after hearing the shocking news. "Her Majesty Petia will send some of the Nagas over. In other words, the transformed Nagas are no longer dangerous followers of the Dark Church? What are they now? A new deep-sea species? A new member of the siren kingdom? Or a mutated human? "
"Probably all three. Our scholars are also studying this issue," Tyre said slowly. "But one thing is certain, the Children of Storm who have transformed into Nagas have lost their previous fanatical aggressiveness, and this seems to be the result of multiple factors. The mutation has changed their personality, and at the same time, they have gained some knowledge about the deep sea. This knowledge was passed to them from the sirens. I don't know the specific principle, but this knowledge has calmed them down, and the hormone effect of the life form transformation and various factors combined to finally end the hundreds of years of meaningless battle between the sirens and the Children of Storm.
"Of course, not all Nagas have become completely harmless. Some of the transformed are still not sane enough, and a few Nagas are still extremely irritable after the transformation. We have to set up many 'abnormal human detention centers' to temporarily control them. I hope you don't feel uncomfortable with this. I know you are also a human, but my compatriots probably have no choice. "
"Err … I can understand." Gwen touched the tip of his nose and said in a strange tone, "It seems that you intend to send the most sane and harmless part of the Nagas here. I can probably guess what your queen is thinking. "
He paused and slowly said in an understanding tone, "After all, those Nagas were once human. She probably used this method to show her friendliness, and at the same time, to use this open and honest way to eliminate any misunderstandings I may have about the 'Nagas'. Secondly, the Children of Storm were originally marine experts in human society. The sirens may know more advanced technology, but the Children of Storm know how to build ships, and they can play a great role in North Harbor. Lastly, she probably also wants to appease the Nagas and let those newly transformed 'humans' do something important. This is a very good way to appease people and show her respect."
Gwen clearly analyzed the intentions of the siren queen. Even Tyre, who had been sleepy since the beginning, could not help but open her eyes wide. The siren lady had a look of disbelief on her face. "Why do I feel that our queen did not think so much?"
Gwen looked at her, dumbfounded. "Do you think a queen would be like you, sleeping all day long and having a brain full of salt and water?"
"All sirens have a brain full of salt and water!" Tyre immediately responded to Gwen's teasing with a sense of pride. She then waved her hand. "Anyway, no matter what the queen thinks, do you have any objections to the above arrangement? If you don't trust those Nagas and don't want them to appear in North Harbor, I will tell the queen the next time I contact — "
"No need." Gwen shook his head. "Don't waste your queen's good intentions.
"I believe that Byron will maintain order in North Harbor, and I don't mind some … Nagas in the imperial land.
"After all, Cecil has always been an inclusive country."
Looking at the smiling Gwen, Tyre just yawned and said, "Ha — I understand, I will pass on your message to the queen."
The siren lady, who was so sleepy that she almost died, left the room.
Gwen stood in front of the desk for a while, then shook his head and whispered to himself, "Isn't that the siren's signal …"
After a few seconds of thought and hesitation, he raised his right hand and gently rubbed the Mithril Ring on his finger.
Amidst the familiar slight heat and magic waves, he heard a gentle yet somewhat unfamiliar voice coming from the ring. "Hello, Mithril Treasury. It's a pleasure to serve you, His Majesty Gawain Cecil, an important customer."
Gwen was about to habitually greet the lady, but after hearing the voice from the ring, he frowned subconsciously. "You are not Melita … Where is Melita?"
"I'm sorry, Melita is on an unexpected mission. Before she returns, I am responsible for receiving important clients on her behalf." The voice from the ring continued elegantly and gently. "You can call me 'Noretta'."
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