Sword of Daybreaker

The magic guided vehicle with the Empire's emblem crushed the frozen soil in the extreme north. The melody of the wheels and the engine broke the tranquility in the wilderness. A vehicle full of people and materials was driving along Empire Avenue. A black-brown iron stream meanders on this newly completed road.

The outline of the mountains in the north is becoming clearer on the horizon, and the clear and high blue sky is like a curtain behind the mountains, shining brightly under the glorious sun.

Byron's gaze passed through the car window, looking at a landscape that was completely different from the south, and looking at the snow-covered mountains, and the Duchess of Victoria sat opposite him, quietly like an ice sculpture.

Byron was ordered to go to the north to build the coastline of the empire on the land that is far north of the mainland. At the same time, as the representative of the empire, to welcome guests from the Duchy of the Holy Dragon, and the Duchess of Victoria completed her report in the capital They will also return to the north.

The increasingly clear view of the foreign land came into sight, and Byron, a rough-headed person, could not help but sigh: "I never thought I would visit the northernmost part of the country someday-and still be a general Identity ... destiny is really unpredictable. "

Victoria, who was sitting across the floor, heard the words and said, "I heard you were a mercenary who went north and south, General Byron."

"Go south and north ..." Byron smiled and shook his head. "At that time, dealing with some thieves and beasts in the mountains and valleys around a town was like a battle-hardened battle. You can go to two or three cities. Claimed to have gone south and north, a bunch of mercenaries bragging in the tavern to speak the most outrageous words, and they are not beyond today's Peppa-Cecil railway line. People at that time ... hi. "

The mercenary knight, who has experienced nearly half a century, from the bottom of society to the top of the empire, said with a trace of self-deprecation, but his face could not help but bring a trace of memories: "But then, the mercenary I have known a lot of interesting guys for more than ten years. I still remember that when I brought a small mercenary regiment, there was a swordsman in the regiment, called Eliza or Elena ... character and man In the same way, she is a northerner, and she said that her family was in a place called Cazabar ... for us at that time, it was almost another world far away. "

"It's Cazabury," Victoria corrected, "near Fort Winter. It's not close to the south. How did your friend get to the south?"

"It is said that when I was young, I went to trade with my parents. The caravan at home met a robber near Pompeii ... It may also be the black gloves of the lord. The whole family did not survive, leaving her and an old servant. The servant died, and she drifted to the south ... probably this is the case, but no one knows the truth. The mercenaries like to make up some strange origins and experiences for themselves, which is bragging and showing that they are unique. Capital, but in fact they are probably just rogues running out of a nearby village. The sword in their hands was bought from a downcast veteran. "

Maybe I have never heard of such a story from the "bottom level", or maybe I have some interest in the "merchant", a profession that has gradually been declining in the past two years, and the story behind them. Victoria actually expressed a little curiosity : "You later became a knight. Where were your companions? Did the female swordsman return to the north?"

Byron was silent for a moment, and shook his head: "No, and I have no chance to go back. For ordinary people twenty years ago, the north is too far away."

Victoria looked at Byron for two seconds with ice-like eyes, and then calmly retracted her eyes. She looked out the window again and looked at the direction of the north, as if casually said: "After spring, the speed of the north-south railway arteries is advancing. It will speed up further, and when the magic train runs in this wilderness, no corner of the empire will be far away. "

"That's a good thing," Byron laughed suddenly. "I've been hurting my bones for so long on the magic car-of course, I don't have an opinion on the quality of Empire Avenue, but a long journey. In that case, obviously the train is more stable and comfortable. "

"The Gorgon River will not rise until the middle of the recovery month, and the water route can only reach St. Sunil," Victoria said slowly. "In fact, if the" air line "envisioned by Her Majesty can be as soon as possible If it is enabled, it may be a better choice: it must fly faster than trains and ships. "

"... I don't think I'm ready to embrace the sky," Byron thought for a moment, and said with a little embarrassment, "I've experienced griffins ... I'm sorry, I didn't leave any good experience, and those An aircraft made of steel and crystal ... remains more worrying than a gryphon. "

"But the sky will eventually become a part of the battlefield in the future, General Byron," Victoria said earnestly. "Even on the old battlefield, the mage with flying ability has more than once demonstrated the role of reversing the war situation, if not the past. There are technical and cost constraints. Which country does not want to control the blue sky? "

"Of course, of course, I understand the reason," Byron said quickly, with a helpless expression-he suddenly felt that the Victorian Granddaughter and Philip seemed a bit similar, both of them had a serious personality and suddenly when they were joking It was more serious, but he could rely on eloquence to deal with Philip, but he said that he was a top noble who had received formal logic education and eloquent training. At this time, he could only nod. "In fact, I have even considered whether future ships can carry it. A small dragon cavalry vehicle used to detect sea conditions from high altitudes and find safe routes, but I personally have a bit of flying ... "

"Carrying an aircraft on a ship?" Victoria didn't care about Byron's words. Her eyes lighted, and her expressionless face showed obvious curiosity. "Is this what you think of building an" empire navy "? Is it your idea of ​​future nautical ships? "

Byron froze, realizing once again that he must pay attention to talking when chatting with a person who may be more real at any time-he just pulled a new technology with his head and pressed it into the topic to avoid embarrassment. Is the princess in front of me serious?

The future Marshal fluttered subconsciously and glanced at the horizon outside the car window.

It is a few hours' drive from Xiongguan of Beijing.

So ... how to compile next?

...

Ling Ling's wind wrapped in snow from the top of the mountain, whistling between the gray and white walls of Longlinbao and the steep boulder cliffs between the rocks, as if covering everything with a hazy curtain, Between the whistling snow and the snow, the layer of shields protecting the city also became blurred, becoming a humble background color between the curtains.

Sir Goros Hickel looked up and looked at the mountaintop that had been hidden in the snow, as if he could still feel the line of sight that penetrated the curtain of snow and snow, which was dropped from the palace at the highest level of Longlinbao. Seems to be falling on himself.

The ground dragon animal under his body shook his neck slightly anxiously. The unique beasts in the far north seemed to sense some of his master's thoughts, and began to rub his forefoot on the ground slightly, and from his throat from time to time. Vague grunts.

Although there is a "dragon" in the name, the "dragon beast" of the Holy Dragon Principality has nothing to do with "dragon". They are only mild herbivorous creatures domesticated by dragon descent. On the land ruled by dragons, many animals and plants that have nothing to do with dragons will be crowned with the "dragon" stem.

This is a kind of paranoia that outsiders can't understand, but the Dragons are already used to it.

For a long time, Sir Goros turned back, glanced at the team behind him, and nodded to the red-haired shawl who was also riding on the back of the earth dragon beast: "Ms. Azarena, Let's go."

"We should have set out, many days ago," the red-haired woman known as Ms. Asarena frowned and couldn't help complaining. "Those MPs whose heads are full of ice and stones And the elders ... their tension about the 'outside world' is simply laughable, I really do n’t know why even Her Majesty Barlowel was affected by those guys, and even suddenly ordered us to stand by the day before the mission began, always Waited so long ... "

Sir Goros took a look at the red-haired Asha Lena. He knew that the Dragon Seal Witch had always been unobstructed, and that the sudden delay of the mission was indeed not very similar to the style of the Grand Duke of Dragon Blood, but he He said calmly: "His Majesty has his own considerations. It is not only us and the Grand Duke who maintain the Duchy of the Holy Dragon, but also the parliamentarians and elders with 'ices and stones in their heads' in your mouth. Opinions must be considered. "

Asharina shrugged indifferently, listening to Sir Gorosh: "In short, let those lawmakers who are full of nervousness and worry continue to worry. May the snow and stones in the mountains can effectively protect them because of the country Worrying for the people and fragile hearts, stomachs, spleen, stomach and kidneys-we will have the opportunity to witness the outside world, and it will be us, not them, who will be recorded in history. "

The corner of Sir Gorosh's mouth slightly tilted up, and then the entire team under his leadership began to set off on the road to the south, and gradually left the high mountain where Longlinbao is located.

And just before the last checkpoint at the foot of the mountain, Sir Goros couldn't help but look back at the mountaintop shrouded in snow for the last time.

Although he used the word enlightenment to appease the Dragon Seal Witch, the doubt in his heart was not less than that of the Witch.

Many days ago, the Principality of the Holy Dragon made a decision to send a mission to Cecil. Even the personnel and materials of the mission had been assembled, and he was ready to lead the team, but the entire operation was Suddenly ordered to be suspended, the entire team is inexplicably on standby until today.

For this reason, the Principality of the Holy Dragon even had to write to the Cecil Empire to explain the situation, adding unnecessary links.

The Grand Duke of Dragon Blood was ordered to send the mission, and the Grand Duke of Dragon Blood was suddenly ordered to wait on the mission. For the second order, the reason given by the Grand Duke was that the conservative members of the parliament had taken into account the need for the visit. Do more assessments and considerations.

But Sir Goros knew Balogle, and the Grand Duke rarely changed the order that had been issued for this reason-this was undoubtedly damaging the authority of the Grand Duke of Dragon Blood, and it also caused many people's doubts.

Although this small influence was nothing to the Grand Duke, he would not suddenly do such a meaningless thing without sufficient reason.

So ... what was the reason for him to suddenly change the order?

Goros regained his gaze towards Longlinbao, pressed all questions to the bottom of his heart, and turned his eyes back to the south.

...

The burning brazier dissipated the cold and cold atmosphere of the extreme northern mountains. In the palace with rough shapes and huge stones, Grand Duke Balroger left the terrace overlooking the foot of the mountain and walked back to his magnificent but lonely one. On the throne.

The entire Throne Hall was empty.

All courtiers have been dispersed, and all the attendants and guards were sent out earlier by him-everyone knows that the Grand Duke of Dragon Blood often likes to be alone in the hall, and he needs a quiet environment to Thinking about it, everyone in the palace is surprised.

The silence continued for a moment before Barogel exhaled softly, curling his fingers and tapping the armrest of his wide throne.

With the crisp percussion, the prohibition of the entire hall was quietly activated, and the invisible barrier enveloped the entire space.

Balroger's calm voice broke the silence:

"Code az-689. The expatriate calls Omega."

The pale gold communication interface quickly opened in front of the throne of the Archduke of Dragon Blood, and an image of a ring with jittery edges appeared in front of Balroger.