Gossip.
This word gave Gwen a strange feeling for a moment. Ever since he came to Tarlonde, such a strange feeling had not disappeared.
The Giant Dragon Kingdom was different from what he had imagined, the Dragons' "style" was different from what he had imagined, the Dragon God's true face was different from what he had imagined, and the Dragon God's attitude was different from what he had imagined.
But in any case, he was mentally prepared to face any situation before he set off, and witnessing the "Dragon of Madness" that blotted out the sky had strengthened his spirit. Gwen did not show any abnormality. He just nodded calmly and then casually sat on the ornate chair closest to him.
A golden-red tea appeared out of thin air and filled the golden cup in front of him.
The Dragon God En Ya sat down opposite Gwen, then looked up at Amber and Veronica. "Do you want to stand?"
Veronica hesitated for a second and sat down on Gwen's left. Amber saw Veronica sit down and boldly came to the seat on Gwen's right. As she sat down, she deliberately said, "… Then I'll sit down!"
After everyone was seated, Helagol stood quietly behind En Ya like a servant.
It was a little too quiet for a moment. It seemed that no one knew how to start the topic of this very special meeting, or that the goddess was waiting for the guest to take the initiative to speak. Gawain wasn't in a hurry. He just picked up the teacup and took a sip. But the next second, he showed a shocked expression. "This tea … is not bad. It's just that the taste is very … strange."
"It's something I came up with in my spare time. It's called 'Reflection'." En Ya smiled faintly. "There are millions of mortals in the world, and their thoughts and preferences are always different. Just the desire for good food is innumerable, so it's better to give them a 'Reflection' — what you want most in your heart is in the reflection of a cup."
Gwen held the teacup in his hand. After hearing the words of the Dragon God, he immediately thought of something. He looked at the goddess in front of him thoughtfully. "The increasing number of mortals brings with them more and more wishes. With the power of the gods, it's impossible to satisfy all their wishes."
As he said, he could not help but take a sip of the teacup. Although it seemed that he should be more reserved in such an occasion, Gwen really had not tasted cola for a long time.
The Dragon God En Ya's eyes stopped on Gwen. Two seconds later, her smile became more obvious — it was as if she had suddenly seen a soulmate after a thousand years of solo. "You know a lot," she said with the corner of her mouth raised.
Gwen slightly raised the teacup in his hand. "'Reflection' is indeed a good way to solve the problem of 'mortals having too many wishes and not being able to satisfy all of them'."
"Unfortunately, a cup of 'Reflection' can't solve all the problems. There is a limit to miracles. What has no limit is a miracle, but the gods … don't believe in miracles."
The gods don't believe in miracles?
Gwen could not help but raise his eyebrows. He picked up the teacup and took another sip. Then he looked at En Ya and asked very seriously, "Do you have a bigger cup?"
Drinking cola in a cup with a capacity of less than three hundred milliliters was an insult to cola. This was the last stand of a cola party.
Perhaps even the gods did not expect Gwen to suddenly make such a request in such a situation. The Dragon God suddenly showed a stunned expression. But after a few seconds of shock, the god suddenly raised the corner of her mouth and said with an obvious smile, "Of course. I'm starting to like you more and more, 'Gwen Cecil'. You are one of the most interesting humans I have ever seen."
Gwen accepted the praise, which he did not know if it was a compliment or not. He looked at the teacup in his hand suddenly turned into a large oak cup decorated with a golden hoop. It was filled with the wonderful "Reflection" drink that he drank. While he was satisfied, he began to lead the conversation in the direction he had planned. "Then let's talk about business. Although it's just a chat, you know that we didn't cross the entire ocean to come to another continent just to chat. I have a lot of questions, and I hope to get answers from you. "
"If I can answer — if you know enough about the gods, then you should know that the gods can't tell everything to the mortals. But on the other hand, I can be considered a special god, so I know more things and can answer more questions. At least, I know more than that child named Melita. "
Gwen nodded and then asked directly, "Do you know about the other gods?"
The Dragon God casually replied, "I know a little. It is difficult for the gods to communicate with each other, but I can get a general idea of some of the gods through my own means."
Gwen then asked, "Then do you know … the situation of the god of war that the mortals of the Lolun Continent believe in is abnormal?"
"Yes, he is entering the final stage of madness. Although I am not sure when he will cross the threshold, he is very close to it."
Since the question was out in the open, Gwen simply asked, "Is the madness of the god of war really related to the changes in the form of war? At the current stage, other than the changes in the form of war and the hidden danger of the god of war's own 'inclination', are there other factors that affect his madness? "
"The changes in the form of war are one of the reasons that accelerate his madness, but it is only one of the reasons. As for the factors other than the changes in the form of war and the so-called 'inclination' … Unfortunately, there are none. The balance of the gods is much more fragile than mortals think. These two factors alone are enough. "
"Then … is this thing still salvageable?" Gwen could not help but ask again.
"No, prepare for the war of the gods."
Gwen, Amber, and Veronica were speechless.
"You all look surprised," the Dragon God said faintly. "But this is not the answer to be surprised."
"I … just didn't expect you to answer so bluntly." Gwen did not know what expression to make. "I thought you would be more tactful …"
"There is no need to be tactful," the Dragon God replied. "You all need an answer, and this answer is not complicated. So I will tell you frankly."
"… Well, I think I understand your style." Gwen sighed, then reorganized his words and said, "But do you think the power of mortals can really fight against the god of war at this time?"
"… I can't give you the answer because I can't deduce what kind of state and form the god of war will enter this world." The Dragon God's answer seemed to be honest. As a god who should be omniscient and omnipotent in the eyes of mortals, she did not mind admitting that her deduction was limited. "That is your god, and you have to face it yourself. But there is one thing I can tell you — at least at this stage, you have a chance of winning. "
"At this stage …" Gwen immediately noticed the key point in the Dragon God's answer. He said to himself thoughtfully, "Because as time goes by, the gods will get stronger and stronger … and now, they are not so strong that they are invincible …"
The Dragon God heard him talking to himself and immediately cast a scrutinizing look at him. "I'm surprised — you know more than I expected."
Gwen calmly met the gaze of the Dragon God. After a short consideration in his mind, he said truthfully, "I learned everything from the God of Nature."
The Dragon God suddenly fell silent, and her eyes became particularly deep. She seemed to have fallen into a short and intense thought. It was not until a few seconds later that she softly broke the silence. "The God of Nature … So, he is still alive."
"From the God of Nature's point of view, he's no longer here. But from Amoen's point of view, he's still alive." Gawain nodded. "But he's still in a shackled state for the time being, and it's estimated that he'll be in this state for a long time. He does not want to return to the human world for the time being — I think so too. "
The Dragon God suddenly seemed to be very interested in Amoun's state. For the first time, she took the initiative to ask Gwen something. "Amoun has maintained his self after leaving the divine position, right?"
Gwen was, of course, happy to answer her question. In this essentially unequal "conversation," he needed to have as much "conversation capital" as possible to exchange with the goddess in front of him. To have the initiative to ask questions was something he could not wish for more. "It seems so. Although I do not know the God of Nature when he was still a god, from his current state, other than being immobile, he is in a pretty good state."
"It seems that he … He has told you a lot of things. As a former god, he seems to trust you quite a lot."
"Perhaps it is because there are too few people who can communicate with him," Gwen said with a slight joke. "Although he has left the divine position, he is still a 'god' who retains his divine body. Not every mortal can walk up to him and talk to him."
At this point, he noticed that the Dragon God seemed to be thinking, so he stopped and waited for the god to speak.
After a moment, the Dragon God raised his eyes again, but asked a seemingly irrelevant question. "It is said that you held a funeral for the Goddess of Magic."
Gwen suddenly coughed softly. "This … is true."
"You held ceremonies all over the country and spread 'holy ashes' in front of millions of people. And you personally wrote a eulogy for a god."
Gawain couldn't help but cough lightly. "This … is indeed true. But I did it for a purpose, for — "
The Dragon God interrupted him. "The Goddess of Magic is actually the same as the God of Nature. She is just trying to find a way to leave the divine position — right?"
Gwen felt a little strange, but under the gaze of the Dragon God Enya's abyss-like eyes, he finally nodded. "That is indeed the case."
The Dragon God was silent for a moment, and suddenly said to himself with a sigh, "Then it seems that she has indeed succeeded …"
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Gwen actually felt that the Dragon God's sigh contained some kind of envy.
He did not delve into this question because his intuition told him that the other party would never answer this question directly.
The Dragon God's eyes then turned to Veronica, who had not spoken and even sat there without much movement.
"To be honest, when I invited 'Gwen Cecil,' I didn't expect to see a living 'Gondor' at the same time." He smiled at Veronica and said in a gentle and indifferent tone, "I'm very happy. This is an unexpected gain for me."
Veronica immediately frowned, and her fingers seemed to unconsciously clench. "You … saw through it?"
"Don't think of me as too closed minded and blind," the Dragon God said. "Although I live deep in these ancient palaces, my eyes are still sharp. The brief but glorious mortal empire left a deep impression on me. I once thought it would even develop to … Unfortunately, everything suddenly ended."
At this point, the god shook his head, as if he really felt sorry for the destruction of the Kingdom of Gondor 700 years ago. Then he looked at Veronica and continued, "You were once a pearl among those humans, so dazzling that you even caught my attention. I saw you from afar, but only for a moment.
"When your glorious empire died, Tarlonde was even shaken. Without your knowledge, even the Dragons mourned for you.
"I don't know how you 'survived', but your current state seems a little … strange to me, and my eyes can't see through the deepest part of you. I can only see some disharmony in your soul … Would you like to explain? "
Veronica looked into the eyes of the Dragon God for a long time before she lowered her eyelids. As if resisting some kind of impulse, she said slowly and firmly, "It's just the price of survival."
"If that's the case, then I won't ask." The Dragon God nodded, and then he really did not ask Veronica anymore. Instead, he turned his eyes to Amber, who was holding the teacup and slowly sipping it. "You are another unexpected … interesting little girl."
"Hey." Amber immediately put down the teacup and sat up a little nervously. Then she could not help but lean forward. "How am I also an accident?"
"Who stuffed you into this body?" The Dragon God asked curiously.
Amber was stunned.
Two seconds later, the half-elf lady's eyes widened. "A Shadowborn asked me this before! You … How did you know … "
"I happen to know something about the Shadow Realm, even though I'm not a god who wields the Shadow Authority." The Dragon God interrupted Hu Po. "A Shadow Dweller, huh … That's why I was a little surprised when I saw you. Child, who injected you into this body? This is an amazing achievement. "
"This is related to a secret experiment in the Gondor era." Gwen glanced at Amber, and after confirming that the simpleton did not respond, he replied. "An experiment to transform and fuse living beings between the Shadowborn and the real world. Amber was the only successful individual. "
"… Gondor again?" The Dragon God slowly shook his head. "Then all this is even more regrettable."
At this time, Amber seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly a little excited. "Hey, speaking of Shadowborn gods, do you see the relationship between me and the Shadow Goddess? I tell you, I'm the Chosen One of the Shadow Gods! Do you know the Shadow Goddess? "
"Shadow Goddess? Mistress of the Night? " The Dragon God did not care at all about Amber's sudden slightly aggressive behavior. After hearing her words, he seemed to be a little interested. He looked at her seriously again, and then shook his head. "You do have a very powerful Shadowborn on you, but I don't see any faith connection between you and the gods … Not even a trace of it."
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