The pinnacle base of the Typhon Empire and the base built by the Cecils have completely different styles. Judging from Gawain's perspective, if the Cecil pinnacle base embodies the power of the magic industry, it is steel, machinery, crystal and magic. As a result of mixed results, the base of the Typhon people is a costly magic spectacle. This building complex covers an area a circle larger than Cecil's peak base, and more than 80% of it is relying on the hands of mages." shaped".
The Typhons opened their gates and sent out knights to guide the guests. Soldiers in black standard armor watched with curiosity and a hint of caution as the steel monster cars drove into the base. Gawain sat in the first car. The back row of the car quietly observed everything in sight through the window. He saw many stone houses lined up neatly along a central axis, and several spiers and high towers scattered among the buildings. The hazy and illusory "Mage's Eye" was suspended on the top of the towers, and there were Soldiers in neat armor and on high alert stood guard on several sentry towers outside the base, alert to any disturbance in the wasteland area.
Orderly, disciplined and impressive.
While observing and pondering, the convoy, led by several Typhon knights, arrived in front of a stone fortress that was also "shaped" by magic power. Gawain saw a middle-aged man with thick black hair and a serious expression standing among a group of knights. Standing not far away surrounded by them, the other party was wearing a seemingly ordinary black cloak made of the fur of some high-level monster, a dark blue coat inside, and gold watch chains, ribbons, etc. Ornaments, his eyes were falling on those strange steel cars driving towards him, but Gawain couldn't see any emotional fluctuations of Emperor Typhon from that too deep and reserved gaze.
Amber, who was also sitting in the back row, leaned over and whispered, "He's a little shorter than I thought."
Gao Wen responded casually: "That's because you've been by my side for too long."
While speaking, several magical vehicles stopped in front of Rosetta Augustus at the same time, and then each vehicle opened the side or rear doors at the same time, and the attendants in blue uniforms or white light armor and The soldiers quickly got out of the car with surprising discipline and cooperation, and formed a guard on both sides of the convoy in the blink of an eye. Only then did an attendant open the door of the first car. Gawain Cecil and his guards Came out of the car.
Rosetta Augustus watched all this silently and seriously, her eyebrows trembled imperceptibly.
The Duke of Ansu neither led an entire army, nor did he lead a few strong men to the appointment as a legendary strong man.
And yet he's still exuding... some kind of power, and to great effect.
After taking his gaze away from those magical vehicles again, the Emperor Typhon took the initiative to greet Gao Wen who had already got off the vehicle, and with difficulty brewed a smile on his face: "I can see someone like you It is my honor to welcome such a legendary hero to the camp of the Typhonians, which is ready for honored guests."
"I'm also deeply honored," Gawain reached out to shake hands with Rosetta Augustus. This highly versatile and simple etiquette originated in the pioneering era and is still widely used today. He casually responded to the other party's politeness, "It's an impressive camp and I can see the grit and perseverance in it."
Amber stood behind Gawain, wanting to roll her eyes in boredom, this "high-ranking people are polite" way of speaking made her drowsy, but she was afraid that if she really rolled her eyes, she would be slapped on the wall by Gawain , so she had no choice but to hold back, and at this moment, she suddenly felt a gaze falling on herself.
Following her senses, she saw a tall and straight female knight standing not far behind Rosetta Augustus. The young lady had gray hair and shawls, and her figure and appearance were considered good, but His gaze was rather cold, as if there was some hostility hidden.
Amber blinked, and the relevant information immediately came to mind.
That should be the "Wolf General" of the generation of the Typhon Empire, Andersa Wendell, who seems to be hostile to Ansu because her father disappeared in the Ansu-controlled area.
Amber thought for a while, and felt that she had found something to do, so she simply stared at Andersa with her eyes wide open.
After a while, the young wolf general Andersa Wendell averted his gaze a little awkwardly and awkwardly.
She has never seen such a lack of self-cultivation nobles, lack of experience, resulting in a disadvantage in the eyes, and can not help but have a thought: Are all Ansu people so barbaric
Amber cheered up because of this little victory, and muttered softly: "Yeah!"
This secret confrontation between Cecil's intelligence chief and General Typhon Wolf was not noticed by anyone. Almost all of Gawain's attention was on observing Emperor Typhon in front of him and speculating on the character of the other party. After the innocuous greetings, he and the accompanying Amber, Sonia and others were ushered into Rosetta's temporary palace.
A banquet that is not considered rich, but already rare in this wasteland, is waiting for them.
Plants cannot be grown on the wasteland, and the rampant monsters are obviously difficult to serve as food. The supplies of the Typhon Camp, like the Cecil Camp, also rely entirely on rear supplies. Under such difficult conditions, even Rosetta O The treats that Gus could come up with were extremely limited, but it was clear that no one really cared about the feast itself... at least except for Amber.
After letting Amber go foraging by herself, Gao Wen naturally came to Rosetta Augustus with a glass of wine, and the people around them automatically backed away a little distance. The emperor leaves room for conversation.
"I hope you don't mind this shabby hospitality," Rosetta showed a faint smile, "Our supplies are not easy."
"It's the same on our side," Gao Wen said lightly, "I can understand the harsh environment on the edge of the wasteland. In fact, the so-called 'difficulties' we face here today would have been difficult seven hundred years ago. Imagine the favorable conditions, at least, we can now talk over a glass of wine in a relatively safe camp."
He slightly shook the gold wine glass in his hand, the dark red liquid in the wine glass rippled slightly, reflecting a seductive brilliance.
"That's why we should cherish this hard-won security and prosperity even more," Rosetta slightly raised his glass, "I pay tribute to you, the pioneers who created all this seven hundred years ago."
Gao Wen accepted the salute calmly, and then Rosetta continued: "We came here today to ensure that this safety can continue to be maintained, isn't it?"
"Of course," Gao Wen said, quietly paying attention to every change in Rosetta Augustus's expression, "but not everyone wants this security to be maintained for a long time, some delirious People will even take the initiative to destroy the security barrier that allows us to survive, what do you think about this?"
"I've heard about the traces of destruction you found in the Sentinel Tower... The harm of cultists is shocking," Rosetta Augustus said in a deep voice, with a solemn expression, "When the Sonia messenger talked about this I also talked about your concerns... Frankly speaking, not only do I think this worry is necessary, but I should also be more vigilant against those cultists. I have sent the Shadow Master to check the situation of the nearby Sentinel Tower, but it is not No signs of erosion have been found. Next, I will arrange a domestic search for the traces of those cult members. They are not only active in Ansu, but also in the north and west of Typhon."
"Clearing out these dark sects requires the efforts of all of us, just as repairing the Great Wall requires the concerted efforts of all human nations," Gawain said along the topic as if touched by Rosetta's sincere and frank attitude, "These seven centuries of peace and tranquility are based on the joint efforts of the original generation of pioneers. Speaking of relying on seniority, I am very happy to see that your generation can still unite in the face of crisis, even if you have some Contradictions, there are some disputes, but in the face of disasters looming over all human beings, rational people can always abandon prejudice and barriers."
Speaking of this, he paused, without giving Rosetta time to think, and continued: "Seeing the sight of all the countries of mankind coming to repair the magnificent wall, I can't help but recall those years... I recall those friends who fought side by side. Guys. I remember Roland Augustus... he was always stern, he would tell old-fashioned jokes, and he used to struggle with how to improve his sense of humor, even asking Charlie for advice on it..."
Facts have proved that a person who has been resurrected from seven hundred years ago is holding a wine glass and discussing with you about his ancestors, talking about how he talked and laughed happily back then. This is definitely the most embarrassing and weird thing in the world. When hearing these topics, you must also bow your head and make a gesture of listening carefully, so it is not easy to interrupt.
Seeing this situation, Gao Wen naturally continued the topic: "There is also Bertila...she is the most powerful druid I know, countless people were treated by her back then..."
Rosetta didn't have any additional emotional fluctuations on her face, it was still flat and slightly serious, deep and introverted.
He just nodded slightly, and said unhurriedly: "It's a novel feeling to be able to hear things about ancestors from you... In your case, they are no longer symbols in history books, but become It has to be flesh and blood."
"Of course we have flesh and blood, we are all mortals," Gawain said slowly, and quietly watched Rosetta's eyes, "... It is said that you have not been able to find the remains of Bertila Augustus... Is that so? "
"... I should be ashamed," Rosetta said in a deep voice, "The family saint Bertila disappeared during the pilgrimage to the peak of the ancestors, and the holy remains are still wandering outside. Seven hundred years have passed... I am afraid we will find it Her hopes have faded."
Gao Wen looked at Rosetta silently for two seconds, then looked away.
He didn't mention the possibility that the "unknown" Bertila would join the darkness like most of the druids near the Ancestor's Peak at that time, because doing so would exceed the limit of "exploration" and would seem too provocative and offensive. Although he could be a little willful in this regard because of his ancestor status, in order to avoid ruining the atmosphere too early, he decided not to mention this matter.
If Rosetta didn't have any special reaction after hearing the name of "Bertila Augustus", then even if Gao Wen made a further test, the other party should remain calm.
After that, Gao Wen consciously turned the topic to a more relaxed and natural direction, and while tasting the food and wine on the scene, he gradually began to discuss some customs and legends of Ansu and Typhon.
The atmosphere gradually became more relaxed during this process, and both of them tacitly did not discuss any topics about the two countries being on the verge of war three years ago, and the hidden danger of war, as if all the confrontation and friction did not exist , as if Rosetta didn't know about it, and Gawain didn't care about it.
An ancient man seven hundred years ago, a contemporary emperor, one tells about the customs and customs of the pioneering period, and the other tells about the evolution and development of modern society. They talk happily like old friends, and the topics seem to be endless. Hu Po, who had just finished foraging, ate to her heart's content, and was strolling over with a chicken bone in her mouth, was dumbfounded.
The half-elf lady stopped and underestimated softly: "Old fox..."
Then she heard Gao Wen over there talking about a topic related to trade: "... In fact, we can definitely expand our cooperation to areas wider than repairing the barrier. For example, we can exchange what we need in trade."
Amber blinked, crunching the chicken bone in her mouth.
Another victim is about to enter the pit.