Azarena came to a place in the room where no one would disturb her, and slowly opened her hands, releasing her innate ability.
Illusory flames emerged from the void, engulfing the figure of the Dragon Seal Witch bit by bit, the light and shadow in the flames swayed, and the imaginary rune imprints began to flicker one after another. Within a few breaths, Azalena seemed to have Merging with the flame, her red hair slowly fluttered, floating silently in the air like a fire, while a large number of illusory and deep voices appeared at the boundary between the fire and the world, and echoed more and more clearly in A In Serena's mind.
That is a "language" that ordinary people cannot understand, and it is a "spiritual energy echo" that only dragon seal wizards or dragon seal witches can understand.
Sir Gorosh and several advisors waited quietly, watching Azalena talk to another dragonmark witch far away in Dragon's Reach - when the flames stabilized, they knew that Balog Grand Duke Er is right next to the Dragon Seal Witch on the opposite side, and he should already know the "new things" that the Cecil people have brought out by now.
This process lasted for about half an hour, and then those illusory hovering flames gradually subsided.
Azalena exhaled softly, and fine beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Obviously, it is not an easy task to maintain this kind of ultra-long-distance "spiritual energy echo", even the Dragon Seal Witch will wear it down. very big.
Sir Golosh waited gracefully for a minute, and took a step forward after seeing Azalena regain her spirits: "Duke Baloger responded?"
"It is correct that we reported in a timely manner. The Grand Duke affirmed this first." Azalena glanced at Sir Gorosh and the advisers, and nodded slightly. "The following are the original words of the Grand Duke:
"The Cecils are staring at our mineral resources, while we are staring at their magical technology and industrial products.
"The problem is that magic technology and industrial products can be continuously produced from academic facilities and factories, but steel and magic crystals will not continue to grow from the ground. Exchanging resources for industrial products contains huge risks and risks. long term loss.
"If the Cecilians open their factories to the Holy Dragon Principality, they will even use our ore to make machines and sell them to us at a higher price, which is not worth it.
"As for their many investment plans—a certain angle is beneficial to the Holy Dragon Principality, but improper control will make the Principality a market and 'farmland' in the back garden of the Cecilians.
"In general, the Cecilians are both sincere and cunning. They may sincerely want to build a more prosperous and rich future, but in this future, they will be richer than others-a normal idea, and from some In this sense, this instead reflects that their diplomatic will is genuine and credible.
"Reject all investment proposals that are fully or highly controlled by Cecil, reject all projects involving basic industries, education, and resource development, and treat their railway investments with caution—we need railways, but they must be dragonborn railways.
"Dragonborn will agree to open regular business channels with Cecil, agree to send ambassadors and open civil exchanges. We can use magic crystal raw materials and magic knowledge to exchange their magic technology and industrial products. We are willing to use what satisfies them. Price Hire their technicians, and everything can and must be clearly marked.
"On the basis of such equality and sincerity, Dragonborn is willing to make Cecil a friend—including joining their 'Cecil Settlement Area'.
"The Cecilians will agree, Sir Golosh, the Duchy of the Holy Dragon is on the common border of Cecil and Typhon, and they value that 'settlement area' more than you think, as long as the Duchy of the Holy Dragon is willing to join them In the settlement area, many things are easy to discuss.
"In the end, every fortune the mountains bestow upon the Dragonborn has its value, use it wisely."
Azarena repeated the long passage, and finally took a breath after she finished speaking: "That's all, Sir Gorosh."
Gorosh listened to every word Azalena repeated with a solemn expression, and he finally let out a long breath after the other party's voice fell: "Sure enough, His Majesty Baloger has a far-sighted and sharper vision than ours..."
"Human beings are more cunning than we think," a consultant couldn't help muttering, "I'm beginning to doubt their 'sincerity'..."
"However, this is the rule of the human world." Azalena glanced at the consultant who spoke, "They will definitely seek greater benefits, and we will definitely deal with them for our own interests, Gawain Cecil may be a majestic hero, but Emperor Cecil must be an old fox, this is not contradictory."
"Exchange between the two countries is a business. Bargaining is a normal part. As long as the price finally reaches the level that both parties think is appropriate, then the two parties can be called close and sincere partners," Sir Golosh shook his head. , said with a hint of a smile, "Fortunately, I have also dealt with the human Wilder family a lot, but I can handle it."
"Everyone, go back and rest for the time being," Azalena said, "We will start a real 'confrontation' tomorrow afternoon."
The rest of the consultants left one after another. Finally, Azalena nodded to Sir Gorosh: "Then I will go back to the room first. If you have any questions..."
Just as the Dragonmark Witch was halfway through her words, Sir Gorosh, who was standing opposite her, frowned suddenly, and then quickly walked towards the French windows not far away.
Jazz poked his head out, and outside the window was only half of the sunset sky. The outline of the dark mountains was undulating under the sunlight, and there was no abnormality in the open world.
"Sir Gorosh?" Azalena frowned, "What's wrong with you?"
"I feel Maggie's breath..." Sir Gorosh's gaze was still fixed on the window, sweeping between the high-altitude clouds, "There is no mistake, it is indeed her breath, and... she seems to be It was leaked on purpose..."
Of course Azalena knew about Maggie, she knew that she was a somewhat "rebellious" girl like she was back then, and the Sir Golosh in front of her was somewhat similar to her father back then in some ways—leaving home The strange coincidence of the daughter who ran away and the father with a head as big as a bucket seems to have become a traditional performance in the dragonborn society on this occasion, which made Azarena's expression a little subtle.
She also looked out the window, her eyes swept across the sky and the earth, and she muttered softly while watching: "Maybe she is really nearby, after all, we have received news..."
Before the Dragon Seal Witch finished speaking, a shadow suddenly emerged from the clouds above the side of the Autumn Palace.
With the change of distance and angle, the shadow quickly became clear, and drew a beautiful arc in the air while approaching the ground. Azarena's eyes widened, and for a moment she even forgot what she wanted to say just now , within a few breaths, she had already seen the details of the shadow—
It was a giant dragon armed with iron and steel, a terrifying creature that tore through the sky under the dark red light of the evening, full of awe-inspiring aura.
She skimmed from the bottom of the clouds and flew towards the earth. The edges of her wings were covered with giant steel wings like blades and bones. The gleaming rune armor was filled with magical streamers, which echoed with the last remaining rays of light in the clouds. She was clearly in the sky. Flying in the direction of Qiugong—on the head covered with the weird face and forehead armor, a pair of confident eyes were sweeping towards the direction of Qiugong without any scruples.
Those eyes finally fell on Sir Gorosh.
She let out a roar in mid-air, then suddenly adjusted the angle, passed the balcony of Qiugong at a very close distance, and seemed to fall towards the open land behind Qiugong.
Azarena's eyes only blinked twice at this time, and she found that her mouth was open the whole time, and it was only then that she thought of speaking: "That's... Maggie?"
Sir Golosh was just as dumbfounded as Azarena, and was even half a beat slower than the latter's reaction. At this moment, he opened his mouth as if he had just woken up from a dream after hearing Azarena's words, but his face was still full of embarrassment. Confident look: "Then... that should be her, but..."
"She's flying—not gliding, it's real flying, and it's obviously some kind of magical device," Azalena quickly regained her ability to analyze and think, and said quickly, "It seems that she is flying in the human world. The Harvest of the World—is she showing you, Sir Gorosh?"
"I don't know..." Sir Gorosh said subconsciously, then turned around suddenly and strode towards the door, "but I know she is finally willing to meet me!"
On the way here, the jazz gentleman told Azalena about the educational philosophy of the road, and conceived how to maintain restraint, how to maintain dignity and majesty if he met his daughter in the Cecil Empire, but At this moment, all the things he had boasted and conceived along the way seemed to disappear.
Azalena looked at the back of Jazz's striding meteor, but suddenly thought of the scene when she received the news that her father was seriously ill twenty years ago and had to return to the Holy Dragon Principality from the human world. I saw the scene in the letter that my father who claimed to be "critically ill, difficult to drink water, and time is running out" ran towards him in the courtyard with a red face.
—To this day, she still can't beat him, and his father looks healthy and can live at least another five hundred years.
"Are all fathers so stupid..."
The Dragonmark Witch couldn't help muttering softly, and then quickly followed up with Sir Gorosh who had already run out of the door.
No one stands in their way.
Soon, Sir Golosh saw his daughter on an open field of unknown purpose near the Autumn Palace.
Maggie has landed on the open ground—this place is specially prepared for her dragon form, and it is also used to park several dragoon aircraft under the name of the Government Affairs Department. Afterwards, this is where she rests temporarily after taking a flight every evening.
She still maintains her dragon form, which can increase her self-confidence, and she watches her father run down the street lighted by a streetlight, followed by a red-haired lady.
She knew that lady—Azalena, the "idol" in the hearts of many young dragonborn. This is a person who has really traveled in the human world. One of the incentives of the Dragon Principality.
But today was not the time to talk about it, and Maggie felt that if she brought it up in front of her father, it would probably put Ms. Azarena in an awkward position here.
"Maggie," Sir Gorosh came to Maggie in the form of a dragon. Even though the surrounding lights were illuminated by the magic spar, he couldn't help but took two steps forward, as if he wanted to see more clearly. Qing daughter's appearance at the moment, "It's really you..."
"Father..." a low murmur came from the dragon's throat, and with an inexplicable exclamation, she lowered her head, "Long time no see."
A huge, sharp, cold and imposing iron chin slammed down on Sir Gorosh like a giant ax—for a thousandth of a second, Sir even suspected that his daughter whom he had not seen for many years was planning to kill him up.
Fortunately, he reacted in time, and raised his hand to grab the cold and hard steel at the last second. With a loud bang, he stepped on the ground under his feet, and Maggie's slightly panicked voice followed immediately. From above: "Ah! Sorry!!"
"I guess you didn't mean it..." Sir Golosh's slightly trembling voice came from below, he let go of his hand, pulled his foot out of the hole with a calm expression, and then tried hard to act like a majestic father. look, wanted to ask Maggie what was going on with this outfit and that weird iron chin—he really tried so hard, but when he pulled the other foot out of the hole, Azalena laughed There was a sound.
"Hold... sorry..." Azalena said helplessly while restraining herself, "but I really can't help it..."
The laughter of the dragon seal witch completely destroyed all the majesty and aura of Mr. Jazz.
But it also saved the father and daughter who didn't know how to start.
Sir Gorosh looked at Maggie, and Maggie looked down at her father, and the two of them finally couldn't help but also laughed.
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