Gwen was not surprised that little Ma Baoli … Melita came again. As early as the first time he rejected the "invitation" of the god of the Dragons, he knew that this matter would not end so easily. A god inviting a mortal, this could not be on a whim, and there would not be a situation where he casually refused and did not follow up. It was just that the gods were quite patient, and they did not mind waiting for a moment.
The only thing he was surprised about was that the second invitation came so early, and he did not even have to wait for a winter.
He nodded to the young lady in front of him and asked casually, "Did your 'god' say anything new this time?"
"He said that you can still refuse, or postpone the visit as the case may be. This is just a friendly invitation," Melita said solemnly. When it came to the topic of gods, her attitude also became cautious. "In addition, he asked me to pass on an additional message."
"A message?" Gwen looked a little curious. "What message?"
Melita lowered her head. "… Not all gods will leave harmlessly like the Goddess of Magic. What binds gods and humans is not as simple as a chain."
Gwen's eyes suddenly became serious.
He had actually planned to refuse again, because no matter how he looked at it, now he did not have the luxury to go to the distant Tarlonde to keep the appointment, and he did not intend to take such a huge risk. However, the words that Melita relayed made him unable to help but have an extra ripple in his heart. The first part of the sentence was fine. He certainly knew that not all gods would leave harmlessly like the Goddess of Magic. Not to mention the distant ones, the God of War in Typhon obviously did not intend to leave quietly now. But the second part of the sentence …
It was not as simple as a chain … There was obviously a deeper meaning in it.
Gwen frowned slightly and showed a thoughtful look. Melita smiled. "You can take your time to think about it. Our god did not ask you to give a quick answer."
Gwen smiled. "What if I don't give a definite answer after a whole year?"
"Then think about it for a year," Melita said rather indifferently. "I can find a place to stay nearby."
Gwen was speechless for a moment. A few seconds later, he shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "… The long-lived races are indeed very patient. You and your god are both."
"Are you going to consider it for a year?" Melita asked curiously. "If so, I'll go look for a place to live later."
"Wait a moment, let me think about it." Gwen waved his hand, indicating that Melita should not leave for the time being. Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind quickly worked.
This was already the second time that mysterious "Dragon God" had invited him … and it was the second time in such a short period of time. Even though the Dragon God's attitude seemed to be quite patient, two consecutive invitations were enough to explain certain things …
The Dragon God seemed to be eager to see him. As a god, he had even reached the point where he was somewhat unreserved. If some of the criteria for judging the words and deeds of mortals were also applicable to gods, then Gwen was almost certain that the "Dragon God" was not just simply interested in talking to him out of curiosity.
But the point was, why would a "god", a god who ruled over Dragons, want to see him, the ruler of the human world? Gawain didn't think that he had anything to do with the other party, nor could he think of anything about him that was worth the other party's attention. Unless … it had something to do with the satellite system behind him and the Navigator fleet behind it.
So, should he really go?
Gwen quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. From a rational point of view, he felt that it was absolutely not a good time for him to go on a long journey, and one with risks. But some vague intuition and the message that the Dragon God had asked Melita to pass on to him shook his mind. He vaguely felt that … this seemed to be a very critical choice, whether for himself or the "Dragon God", it was critical and related to the future.
This choice could not be judged by reason and appearance alone.
The "intuition" of a Legendary champion must be taken seriously. Gwen did not forget that. So after a moment of thought, he exhaled slightly and began to check his other "cards."
He emptied his mind and focused his mind, trying to let his senses extend endlessly into the sky. He wanted his consciousness to transcend his current body and communicate with the "other pair of eyes" in the starry sky. His spirit rose higher and higher, and his senses gradually deviated from the five senses of a human. Finally, after crossing a certain threshold, there was a boom in his mind, and the vision in front of him changed.
He did not enter the perspective of the "satellite" but directly connected to the "Firmament Station" above the equator.
It was a rather exhausting operation. He still remembered the "accident" when he accidentally forgot the time and his spirit was drained after a long connection. So, as soon as the connection was successfully established, he began to count in his mind. At the same time, he began to mobilize the remaining commands in the Firmament Station according to the method in his memory, checking the satellites, the space stations connected to the Firmament Station, and the steel tombstones that had been forgotten for millions of years.
The miniature holographic projections that represented all the on-orbit facilities in space appeared in front of Gwen's eyes. The flashing models were orbiting the planet, and almost ninety-nine percent of them had a red warning sign floating next to them, indicating that the corresponding equipment was offline or on the verge of disintegration due to serious damage.
His eyes moved through the complex set of orbital facilities. Above the north pole of the planet, he saw a space station and two small satellites flying from the top of the orbit.
The planet itself was just a light blue sphere. He could not see the Tarlund Continent, but he knew that every moment, every minute, every second, every inch of the planet's land and sea was monitored by at least one on-orbit facility. From a certain point of view, even the gods who had descended to the mortal world could not escape the "eyes" left behind by the voyager.
It was a pity that these eyes were not in good condition.
Gwen sighed in his heart and began to try to communicate with a surveillance satellite above the north pole. It was a satellite that gave him a strong sense of familiarity. If he guessed right, the satellite should have some kind of data connection with his "body". They might be of the same model, or they might be in the same channel. Among all the failed space facilities, the one that gave him a sense of "familiarity" was most likely to be reactivated.
At least, that was what Gwen thought.
However, after several calls, the satellite still did not respond. There were only a few cold notifications in the Firmament Station's feedback signal, "Target system – offline/no response. Operation – try again/no response. Facility abandoned – (some kind of garbled code). "
It seemed that it was impossible to directly spy on Tarlonde's situation through the surveillance satellite, which was a "cheat" … That was the best idea he had.
Gwen gave up the idea of reactivating the satellite and then began to test other things in the Firmament Station to verify more of his conjectures …
…
"What is he doing?" Melita looked curiously at Gwen who stood still for a long time. She could not help but whisper to Amber next to her, "Did he fall asleep while standing?"
"Don't mind him, he often does this." Amber was not surprised by Gwen's "out-of-body" state. She was skillfully guarding him while casually saying to Ms. Agent, "He is' deep in thought. ' But sometimes he does fall asleep … "
She shook her head as she spoke, but she could not help but think of the first few times when Gwen entered this "out-of-body" state and scared the people next to him.
To be honest, even if she looked carefree at that time, she was really scared. Mainly because the legendary Knight who opened the coffin and rose up was a person who had died once. No one in the world could tell what the "shelf life" of a person who had died once and rose up again would be like. Of course, she was only worried about that at that time. Now, Ms. Amber no longer doubted the shelf life of Gwen after he opened the coffin. In her opinion, the great hero who opened the coffin and rose up was quite healthy. He could slap her against the wall with one hand and was so strong that it seemed like he could live for another forty thousand years …
Just as Amber's mind began to wander, Gwen's voice suddenly came from the side, startling her and Melita Pânia who was a little distracted. "I can go there."
Gwen's eyes fell on the agent in front of him.
Melita was stunned for a moment. She probably did not expect Gwen to accept Tarlonde's invitation after thinking about it for a while. After a few seconds, she came back to her senses and asked with uncertainty, "Have you thought about it?"
"Yes, I have. In fact, I'm also very interested in Tarlonde." Gwen nodded, but then he changed the topic. "But I can't go now."
"Do you need to prepare?" Melita was not surprised. "Of course, no problem. I understand your identity and responsibility. If you want to leave for a while, you do need to make the necessary arrangements."
Gwen nodded. "I do need to prepare, and now I have a very important matter to supervise personally. At least I have to wait until this matter is settled before I can leave."
Melita showed a hint of curiosity. "Important matter?"
Gwen glanced at the agent with a smile on his face. "It seems that you have just returned to the human world recently. Otherwise, you would have heard some rumors. It's not difficult to guess what I'm talking about."
"Ah, I did return to the Lolun Continent today. I didn't even stop to look for you." Melita smiled faintly. "It seems that I have missed something."
Gwen nodded. "The Goddess of Magic has fallen. I have to supervise a very important funeral."
Melita was speechless.
The agent was petrified, and the smile on her face froze. At this time, Amber seized the opportunity. She looked at Gwen and exclaimed, "Are you really going to the country of the Giant Dragon?"
"It's necessary." Gwen looked at her with a half-smile. "In a sense, I'm afraid this will be the biggest 'diplomatic development' since the establishment of the Cecil Empire. We will establish a certain connection with the Dragons."
Amber was still staring. Apparently, she felt that this matter was not so simple. However, before she continued to speak, Melita Pânia had recovered from the shock. The agent looked at Gwen with her mouth agape. It took her a while to organize her words. "The Goddess of Magic has fallen? And a funeral? "
"You should pay attention to the newspapers." Gwen nodded with a smile. "There will be a lot of long reports."
"There's even a long report!!" Melita's eyes widened. "This matter is even publicized?"
For a moment, the humanoid dragon felt a strong sense of dizziness. She could not even tell if she was hallucinating. She had only left the human world for such a short time. How many crazy changes had happened on the Loren Continent?!
As an "ordinary agent of the Mithril Treasury," coupled with the fact that she had been recuperating at home recently, she hadn't paid attention to news from the human world at all. Naturally, she didn't know anything about the fall of the Goddess of Magic.
In the face of Melita's shock and inquiry, Gwen just maintained an inscrutable smile. He did not answer more, nor did he ask any new questions.
Looking at My Pony, who always showed her elegance,
Miss Pony's look of bewilderment was quite interesting.
…
A few minutes later, Melita left the garden of the Cecil Palace.
Walking on the streets of the still bustling city, the humanoid dragon from Tarlonde could not help but look back at the rather plain "palace" again. A strange expression appeared on her face.
Her fingers touched a few tubes that she carried with her. They were custom-made vacuum syringes filled with concentrated boosters that could effectively stabilize the mind in human form. She had specially prepared them for today's meeting.
Before meeting Gwen, she was mentally prepared to blow up her heart again today. Although she felt that just delivering an invitation would not involve too many dangerous factors, her experience of being injured allowed her to prepare for the "accidental injury during the conversation." But she did not expect to encounter any danger during the conversation with Gwen today. After dozens of tense minutes of conversation, the boosters did not come in handy, nor did the newly installed safety valves next to her heart.
But even so, Melita still felt that her heart was pounding at the moment — every single one of them was pounding.
A mortal emperor preparing to hold a funeral for a god …
The agent shook her head and slowly withdrew her gaze. There seemed to be a strange smile at the bottom of her eyes.
Even if it was an "ordinary" topic that did not involve the "Steel Seal," it was still really scary.
She stepped forward and walked into the depths of the human city that she was already familiar with.
It seemed that she would be staying here for a while. It was best to make arrangements for a place to stay early. She wanted to choose a comfortable place for herself to witness the funeral of a god by a mortal.
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