Railway investment and aid construction, transnational business cooperation plan, settlement area concept, new ambassador program...
The Cecilians obviously attached great importance to this exchange with the Holy Dragon Principality, and had prepared enough plans and plans for it.
It was even so much that Sir Gorosh was a little uncomfortable.
This dragonborn realized one thing—although the Holy Dragon Principality has always believed that it is paying attention to the changes in the situation on the mainland, and that it just has not opened the country, rather than completely closed itself, but in the face of this rapidly rising new empire, the dragon The descendants are still too closed and slow.
If the things that Gawain Cecil brought out were placed in front of the parliamentarians and elders of the Principality, most of them would be confused and bewildered.
But fortunately, Grand Duke Baloger has always been fully prepared. At least in this mission led by Sir Golosh, everyone has done a lot of "homework" in advance. I have done a basic understanding of the new things that came out, and I am not ignorant of these things that Gao Wen brought out.
The documents were divided into everyone's hands. Sir Golosh quickly glanced at some of them, and after getting a general understanding of its contents, he raised his head: "This seems to require a serious discussion—I hope you can understand. There are a lot of things that are more sensitive."
"Of course," Gao Wen nodded with a smile, "Today is just an initial meeting, mainly to exchange some ideas, and all these business plans are only Cecil's opinions. It is more important to establish stable diplomatic relations between the Syr Empire."
Sir Golosh smiled when he heard the words: "That's exactly what I think."
…
This closed-door meeting lasted almost the entire day, from morning to afternoon, during which Sir Golosh and several dragonborn representatives accepted the invitation and had lunch with Gawain in Cecil Palace. When it finally ended, the huge sun had gradually sunk to near the horizon.
After amicably ending the almost whole day's discussion, even Gao Wen felt a little tired.
"We need to have an internal discussion after we go back," Sir Golosh stood up with a smile on his face, "Many of the business proposals you proposed are very meaningful to me, but we have no way to give it to you right now." Answer - we will try to discuss a preliminary outcome before our meeting tomorrow."
"It's understandable." Gao Wen was not surprised by today's results. He was able to successfully communicate those business plans and future diplomatic prospects in a complete manner. He has achieved his goal today. "Then, I hope everyone can have a good rest tonight." , let us look forward to meeting tomorrow."
The Dragonborn left with a pile of business plans thrust upon them by Emperor Cecil.
Gao Wen sat back on the high-back chair that belonged to him, and rubbed the center of his brows in the afterglow of the sunset that gradually turned orange.
The window on one side of the room was open, and a breeze blew into the room from the window, circling around Gawain twice, and then amber precipitated from the air, standing beside Gawain with a smile.
"I saw those dragonborn left—I thought you were going to hold the meeting until night!" the elf shame said with a smile, "After all, you seem to have prepared a lot of materials..."
Gawain raised his eyelids and glanced at the half-elf: "It's spring, it's warm, the cold north wind has turned to east wind, you can come in through the window again, right?"
Amber immediately crossed her arms, and raised her neck proudly instead of ashamed: "Don't tell me, I haven't been there all winter. When I jumped off the window sill just now, I missed the touch..."
Gao Wen: "..."
If he hadn't been worried about causing misunderstandings in front of foreign envoys, he would have filled every window sill of Cecil Palace with mouse traps yesterday! !
It seemed that seeing Gawain's helpless expression would make her happy. Amber played the trick of jumping through the window over and over again without getting bored. Today, she felt satisfied after jumping to death in front of Gawain again, and then she stopped when she saw it. Changed the topic in a hurry: "So, is there any progress in today's meeting? How much consensus do you think we will reach between us and the Holy Dragon Principality?"
Gao Wen smiled, lightly tapped the armrest of the seat, and said casually: "If old Mr. Godwin were here, he would write this: the two sides had fruitful consultations, fully exchanged opinions during the meeting, and finally The conversation ended in a friendly atmosphere."
Amber nodded knowingly: "Oh, that means there is no consensus... It sounds like there is no progress."
After all, she has held an important position in the government affairs department for a long time, and she is quite familiar with these "technical terms" now.
"It can't be said that there is no progress," Gao Wen shook his head, "at least we did have a full exchange of views—I believe that those business plans, new technologies, and new products have fully aroused their interest, and that Grand Duke Balogar's The letter also expressed the willingness of the Holy Dragon Principality to open the country and establish diplomatic relations with Cecil, but on the other hand, the dragon descendants are also very cautious. They are not dazzled by all kinds of new things, even in front of the railway system, the Sir Gorosh is very calm."
"How about it, the 'prosperous and advanced new world' is not as effective for the dragonborn as it is for the Typhons, right? Although they come out of the mountains, they look at the human world with pride and reserve," Amber challenged. Eyebrows, "I hit it this time—you owe me five pounds."
"Accurately judging the psychological tendency and possible actions of the target is the basic ability of you, the intelligence minister..."
Amber simply stretched out her hand: "Five gold pounds."
Gao Wen casually slapped Amber's paw off: "I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you."
"That's fine, I'll remember, five pounds," Amber withdrew her hand contentedly, and then suddenly rolled her eyes, "By the way, I have something to tell you—I've already talked to Maggie. , she will meet Sir Gorrosh."
Hearing Amber's words, Gawain was silent for a second, and then said softly: "Actually, I don't like to treat family affection as a card, and I don't want to turn the relationship between Maggie and Sir Gorosh into a diplomatic one." Part of the event…”
"Of course I know, but sometimes the card isn't in your hand—it's on the table from the beginning," Amber curled her lips, "Your arrangement is very close to humanity, and that Mr. Jazz should feel it. And to be honest, after talking with Maggie, I can feel her ambivalence—she is not against her father, she is just against the environment in which she used to live. She is quite happy to see Sir Golosh like this."
"That's good." Gao Wen breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly smiled and shook his head, "Actually, I was really shocked when I first learned about the relationship between Maggie and the 'Dragonborn Ambassador' from Victoria's letter...Who are we?" I didn't expect Maggie, who is usually very low-key, to have such an identity... "
"Anyway, I just have a feeling that those dragonborn are good at everything... how do you say that word, 'hardcore'," Amber twitched in her mind, "Emperor Gawain Cecil's sacred words ", said with a slightly strange face, "I jumped off Longyue Cliff and glided all the way to the north, just to 'run away from home', and use a wooden barrel to roll all the way from the top of the mountain to the foot of the 'children's game'...
"Ah, I also found information. It is said that Ms. Azalena in the Dragonborn Mission also ran away from home when she traveled in the human world, and the process of her running to the south was faster than Maggie's journey to the north. The process was even more astonishing: that Ms. Azalena sold herself to the bandit, tricked the bandit into "free transporting" her to the southern border, and then sold the bandit backhand to the lord of Carroll at that time. I spent five years as a mercenary to buy a long sword... That guy Anton was dumbfounded when he collected all the information."
Gao Wen stared at Amber dumbfounded: "...you even investigated this?"
"My monthly salary is not for nothing," Amber spread her hands, "I have also investigated something even more astonishing. That Ms. Azalina was a mercenary under Byron..."
Gao Wen: "..."
He looked Amber up and down, even though he had seen the other party's intelligence capabilities more than once, at this moment he still couldn't help feeling a little amazed at his intelligence chief.
Some investigations didn't really need to go that deep—he'd wanted to remind Amber that.
But this thing sounds too interesting.
He moved his upper body closer: "Tell me about it in detail..."
…
After returning to the Autumn Palace, Sir Gorosh summoned several advisors from the mission—including Dragonmark Witch Azalena, of course.
In the spacious room with a style completely different from that of the north, the brilliance of the magic spar lamp dispelled the darkness, and the cool night wind blew from the window. The red-haired Azarena walked slowly around the four corners of the room, followed by As she walked past, the invisible magic power surrounded it and formed a barrier, and the shimmering "Dragon Seal Rune" flashed in the air.
"The 'secrecy' of this room has been completed." She returned to Sir Gorosh and several other advisers, and nodded slightly.
The dragon descendants believe in the sincerity and enthusiasm of the Cecilians for this "diplomatic activity", but they also believe that what humans have relied on to stand on this continent for so many years must not be just sincerity and enthusiasm—the necessary caution is always necessary when going out. Neither is superfluous.
"The Cecils came up with a lot of interesting things." Sir Golosh sat on a leather-wrapped chair, looking at the several consultants who were also seated, "I would like to hear your opinions on these things .”
"These things are valuable, there is no doubt about it," a middle-aged man with short brown hair said after pondering slightly, "it's true for us, and it's even more true for the Cecilians—when they deal with us, they must It is necessary to seek certain benefits, but as long as the benefits are within a reasonable range, we can consider accepting them. After all, whether it is magic technology or alchemy potions, they are all good things, and business flow... In the long run, it is also after the principality opens its doors. An inevitable step."
"Since His Majesty Balogar has decided to open the door to the human world, it means that he is ready for these exchanges. I think you all have no objections to this point," Azalena said, looking around My compatriots, "But what I want to remind is that when conducting transactions, human beings often don't expose all their expected profit targets. When you deal with a human being, he expresses that he wants to earn a copper plate from you, Then you have to be prepared that he's after every penny in your pocket."
Sir Golosh frowned slightly: "You mean, what the Cecils want to earn from us in these business plans is not just money?"
"It's obvious—there are long-term plans behind these investment plans," Azalena shrugged, "They have invested money, people, and technology to open a factory on our land, which means they have already done a good job. In preparation for earning back ten factories, I have dealt with human 'merchants', Sir Gorosh - magic technology and investment companies are new things, humans are not. But then again, who would do without How about dealing with a country that is always shrouded in wind, snow and mountains under the situation driven by profit? So we only need to judge one thing: whether these plans of the Cecilians are worthwhile to the Dragonborn.
"As for my personal opinion... I have a lot of unease about all projects that involve resource development and engineering construction."
It's not the first day Sir Golosh and Azarena have known each other. He heard the meaning of the other's words, stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "You mean..."
"The 'relationship' that the Cecilians want to establish has exceeded our expectations when we set off. We are only here to discuss the establishment of diplomacy and the opening of regular commercial channels, and they obviously want more-this part is not impossible to talk about, But I think it is necessary for us to report these details to Grand Duke Balogar first. Lord Gorosh, believe me, Grand Duke Balogar will be pleased with our timely report."
Sir Gorosh frowned slightly, but soon his brows relaxed.
He looked at the red-haired witch in front of him, and nodded slightly: "Then do as you said—use your ability as a 'Dragon Seal Witch' to contact Longlinbao."