During these years in the human world, Maggie had imagined more than once what it would be like to meet her father again.
Every time she imagined, it was different from the scene in front of her.
The black dragon covered in mechanical armor stared at Sir Gorosh standing in front of him. The magic spar lamps around Ting Jiping illuminated the entire square. After the accident was resolved, Maggie found that she was not as nervous as she imagined.
She even smiled again: "I'm going to apply for repairs here tomorrow, father—the hole you stepped on is a big problem."
Sir Gorosh spread his hands: "At least this is not all my problem."
Maggie was stunned, and after two seconds of astonishment, she looked at her father in surprise: "You know how to joke?"
"I have been studying with Sir Kesimir for a long time..." Golosh said with a hint of embarrassment, "After you left... I think that when you go home, you won't complain that your father is rigid. A rock, I can't even hear a joke..."
The black dragon's long and giant tail suddenly swung unconsciously in the open space, and the cuticle drew a string of bright sparks on the solid ground.
"It seems that you have a good life in the human world." Sir Golosh coughed lightly, looking up at his daughter, "The Cecilians made such an amazing set of armor for you, which is more powerful than any king or knight." The armor is astonishing, making it must not be an easy task."
"This is the steel wing, which can allow dragons with congenital deformities to fly freely." Maggie shook her neck lightly, and layers of streamers floated on the surface of the armor plate on her upper body, "You are right, it took an astonishing amount of money to make it." manpower and material resources, but it is not prepared for me alone - it is only the first set in the Iron Wings."
"The first set..." Sir Gorosh immediately heard the hidden meaning from Maggie's words, and he opened his eyes wide, "You mean, the Cecils designed this armor for all dragonborn, it is A... mass-produced item?"
Having just come into contact with Gawain Cecil's investment plans and trade plans, Sir's thoughts immediately turned to the direction of "commodities".
"You can understand it that way," Maggie nodded slightly, "but it's not in the list of regular trade. His Majesty Gawain knows some constraints of the Holy Dragon Principality, so this suit of armor is just a 'gift' that belongs to me personally. I show it to you in this way, I hope you can judge whether it can appear in front of Grand Duke Balogar. If it can, the steel wing will start mass production, if not, then there will be only this world forever A set of steel wings."
Sir Golosh listened to his daughter's words with astonishment and thought, and finally broke the silence after more than ten seconds of contemplation: "... Maggie, Cecil has given me too many surprises and shocks, and now This accident is one of the biggest.
"I'm afraid I can't give you an answer right away... This thing is too amazing, and you know, it is blatantly challenging the traditional order of the Holy Dragon Principality. If this thing is really mass-produced, you and I can imagine the scene—young I am afraid that the dragon descendants of the world will own it at any cost, and then fly wantonly among the sacred mountains in the north. The principality is indeed undergoing some changes now, we are even actively contacting the human world, and starting trade with the south, but this does not mean We are ready to break all traditions."
This answer was not surprising to Maggie, she just felt regretful, and sighed in regret: "I knew it would be like this. The Holy Dragon Principality has countless traditions and taboos, but there are always some traditions that will be broken for thousands of years. The only thing that has changed is the taboo against the sky...it has never changed. Father, I am really curious, what is there in the sky that makes us creatures with wings these days so resistant to it?"
"... I was as curious as you when I was young," Sir Gorosh shook his head after silence, "However, His Majesty Baloger and the Dragon Blood Council will tell you that the highest taboo is the highest taboo, including asking The reason for the taboo is also a taboo. Maggie, as the courtier of His Majesty Balogar and your father, I can only tell you the only 'tolerance' behind this taboo, and that is at least in the places south of the extreme northern mountains , you can fly."
"South of the extreme northern mountains...?" Maggie noticed this strange limitation, and couldn't help repeating in a low voice, "Why is it south of the extreme northern mountains? Is there... something in the north?"
Sir Gorosh sighed, and said a secret that only some of the upper dragonborn knew: "That's the direction of Tarrond."
Maggie froze, not knowing what to say for a while.
Sir Golosh shook his head: "No matter what, I will still tell Grand Duke Balogar about the Iron Wings, no matter what the reason is, this matter must be known to the Dragon Blood Duke and the Dragon Blood Council. In addition, I would also like to express my gratitude to His Majesty Gawain Cecil—thank him for giving you this gift, and thank him for considering the traditional taboos of the Holy Dragon Principality. Humans have mastered the technology of making this kind of steel wings, But I didn’t use it directly for profit, but asked you to ask for my opinion. As two alien races who didn’t have any intersection, I think this is considered a considerable degree of respect.”
Sir Golosh's response stiffened the atmosphere between the father and daughter. The two were silent and fell into their own thoughts, but soon, Maggie asked another question: "Father, if there are some young people Dragonborn are willing to accept a certain degree of supervision and restraint, to only operate in the southern human kingdom, and only use the Iron Wings within the prescribed scope, do you think the Dragon Blood Council and the Grand Council will allow it?"
Sir Golosh obviously hadn't thought about this direction before, and he couldn't help being a little stunned at this moment. After a brief reaction, he frowned: "You mean to let the young dragonborn come to Cecil just to use These mechanical armors experience flying? This... "
"Strictly speaking, they are international students, father," Maggie immediately corrected Sir Gorosh, "the non-governmental communication channel between Cecil and the Holy Dragon Principality and the official channel for international students will be opened, right? Then The dragon descendants who came to Cecil naturally escaped from the 'no-fly zone' of the extreme northern mountains. Just like me, flying with steel wings obviously does not violate traditional taboos—ah, this is even true for the two countries. There's no 'trade' involved, Cecil just produces these devices on his own land and doesn't sell them to the north, and the dragonborn are just experiencing some 'local projects' on Cecil's land... ”
Maggie quickly said a series of things that made Sir Golosh's eyes widen, and in the end he was even a little dumbfounded. It wasn't until Maggie finished speaking that the Sir looked at his daughter with a strange expression: "Mr. Ji, where did you... get such a weird... idea? You never used to... "
Maggie opened her mouth: "I..."
"My child, you have really learned too much in the human world, and you have also learned their cunning. In this regard, you are even a bit like Ms. Azalena," Golosh said in a rather dumbfounding tone, "You The way of thinking is almost like a human being now!"
Azalena, who was maintaining a sound-proof barrier not far away, suddenly yelled in dissatisfaction: "Hey! I'm just standing here and listening!"
Maggie winked at Gorosh: "Father, no matter how I think, at least what I said is logical, isn't it?"
"I..." Gorosh hesitated, shrugged helplessly and with a wry smile, "Well, it is true from a certain point of view. I will think about it carefully and then tell the Grand Duke."
Then he frowned and said to Maggie: "My child, we haven't seen each other for many years. Besides these topics, don't you want to talk to me about other things? You... really don't want to go home?"
Maggie was silent for a few seconds, her huge head lowered slightly, and said something that Sir Gorrosh thought he would never hear: "Father, my actions back then were impulsive."
Jazz was stunned. For a whole minute, he stood there quietly like a statue with a look of surprise on his face, until Azalena coughed not far away, the middle-aged dragon Yicai woke up like a dream, subconsciously said: "So, you have to..."
Maggie shook her head slightly: "Father, I left out of impulse, but I stayed in the human world for so many years, but it was not impulsive. Father, I am no longer a child, I have my own identity here Whether it is in front of His Majesty Gao Wen or with the Grand Duchess Victoria, it is impossible for me to walk away. And... I will face a very embarrassing situation when I return to the Principality of Shenglong. You should know this, After all, I am not like Ms. Azalena, I am not a born dragon seal witch, and I do not have any more special blood besides being your daughter.
"The Dragon Blood Council will definitely investigate my actions that violated the taboo."
During the calm narration, the memories of the past years also flashed in Maggie's memories.
Many years ago, when I jumped off Longyue Cliff, I was still too young, and was protected by my family and mountains. Many thoughts at that time are actually a bit ridiculous now—whether I yearn for the sky, Whether it is the pursuit of so-called "freedom", those seemingly simple and strong ideas that once stirred the heart of a young dragonborn will inevitably appear naive and reckless after many years.
After these years of ups and downs, she has felt more and more that the "ambitions" she had when she jumped off Longyue Cliff are actually very small in this complicated and dangerous world. War, there is death, there are desperate struggles between dark sects and gods, and there are also turbulent waves rolled up by the changes of the times. A dragon descendant with a dream of the sky jumped from a high cliff and rushed into this turbulent world. Small as a flying insect, there is no time to think about any dreams.
The "outside world" is not all romance and epic as imagined, more often it is the hunger and cold when falling at the foot of the northern mountain, the despair and embarrassment when facing the crystal cluster army, and facing the alien dynasty At a loss when changing.
But it is precisely because of these wind and rain that the impulsive recklessness of youth has faded away, and the dragon descendants who jumped off the Longyue cliff back then are now unable to leave this "new home" as rashly as they did when they left home.
"I am now an air force instructor of the Cecil Empire. I am a senior advisor for several aircraft projects of the Imperial Institute of Magical Technology. I am also the deputy of the Grand Consul of Victoria and the imperial advisor of His Majesty Gawain. This position is the same as yours in Barlow. The position in front of Grand Duke Geer is quite equal. I was really in a hurry when I left home, but when I came back to my senses, I had already taken root in the human world too deeply. I have to keep all the glory."
Sir Golosh was silent for a long time, and finally everything turned into a wry smile: "I... understand, you are right.
"But Maggie, even with these reasons, you can still go home and have a look, just like I, as a courtier, have the opportunity to come here to meet you.
"The Principality of the Holy Dragon is establishing normal diplomacy with the Cecil Empire. The gates of the northern mountains are about to open. We will exchange ambassadors with humans, open civil channels, and open long-term trade routes. Maggie, as long as these channels are opened Now, the Principality is no longer a closed place, and you will no longer be severely punished by traditional taboos—even the Dragon Blood Council will not pursue your old account of "escaping from the country" from Longyue Cliff, because you are the only one in A dragonborn in an important position in the Cecil Empire is a precious bond."
Maggie looked at her father quietly, and then lowered her head gently after a long time: "It is indeed as you said... Then I will go back to see you at that time."