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Chapter 828 North

The magic vehicle with the imperial emblem hanging on it crushed the frozen soil in the far north that had not yet softened. The melody played by the wheels and the engine broke the peace in the wilderness. Vehicles loaded with people and supplies moved along the empire's path. The avenue was driving, winding into a dark brown iron stream on this road that had just been completely renovated.

The outline of the northern mountains becomes increasingly clear on the horizon. The clear and distant blue sky is like a curtain behind the mountains, shining under the brilliance of the giant sun.

Byron looked through the car window, looking at the scenery that was completely different from the south, looking at the mountains covered with ice and snow. Duchess Victoria was sitting opposite him, as quiet as an ice sculpture.

Byron was ordered to go to the north to build the empire's coastline on that land in the far north of the continent. At the same time, as a representative of the empire, he greeted the guests from the Principality of the Holy Dragon, while the Duchess of Victoria After completing their duties in the imperial capital, they were about to return to the north, and the two happened to be traveling on the same road.

The foreign scenery came into view more and more clearly, and Byron, a man with a rough character, couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that one day I would visit the northernmost part of this country - —And as a general... destiny is really unpredictable."

Victoria, who was sitting opposite, looked over after hearing this: "I heard that you were once a general. A mercenary who traveled north and south, General Byron. "

"Traveled north and south..." Byron smiled and shook his head, "At that time, I was dealing with some thieves and wild beasts in the mountains and valleys around a town. Even if you have experienced hundreds of battles and have been to two or three cities, you can claim to have traveled all over the country. A group of mercenaries bragging in a tavern and telling the most outrageous lies cannot surpass today's Pepper-Cecil railway line. People at that time... Hi."

This mercenary knight who is nearly fifty years old and has experienced everything from the bottom of society to the top of the empire said with a hint of self-deprecation on his face, but he couldn't help it. The resident brought up a trace of memories: "But having said that, I did get to know a lot of interesting people during the more than ten years I was a mercenary. I still remember that I led a small mercenary group at that time, and there was a sword in the group. Her name was Eliza or Elena... She had the same personality as a man. She was a northerner. She said her home was in a place called Kazabol... To us at that time, it was almost It's another world far away."

"It's Cazaberry," Victoria corrected, "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 on business with my parents. The family's caravan encountered bandits near Pompeii... It may also be that they encountered the lord's black gloves, and the whole family did not survive. She was left with an old servant. Later, the old servant also died, and she wandered to the south... This is probably what happened, but no one knows the truth or falsehood. Mercenaries like to make up some bizarre origins and experiences for themselves. is a way to brag and show off that they are 'unique', but in fact they are veryIt could be that he was just a scoundrel who ran away from a nearby village. The sword in his hand was pieced together and bought from a down-and-out veteran. ”

Perhaps I have never heard of such a story from the “bottom level”, or perhaps I have some understanding of the profession of “mercenaries” that has been gradually declining in the past two years and the stories behind them. Interested, Victoria actually showed a little curiosity: "You later became a knight, where were your companions back then? Has the female swordsman returned to the north? "

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

Victoria looked at Byron for two seconds with her ice-crystal eyes, and then calmly looked away. She looked out the car window again, looking in the direction of the north, as if she said casually: "Spring After that, the advancement speed of the north-south railway arteries will be further accelerated. When the magic train runs on this wilderness, no corner of the empire will be far away. "

"That's a good thing," Byron suddenly laughed. "After hanging on the magic car for so long, all the bones in my body began to hurt - of course, I am not interested in the Imperial Avenue. I have some opinions on the quality, but for long-distance travel, trains are obviously more stable and comfortable. "

"The Gorgon River will not rise until the middle of the month of recovery, and the water route can only reach Saint-Sunil at most," Victoria said unhurriedly, "In fact, if your Majesty asks If the envisaged 'air line' could be put into operation as soon as possible, it might be a better choice: flying would definitely be faster than trains and ships. "

"...I don't think I'm ready to embrace the sky yet," Byron thought for a while and said a little embarrassed, "I have experienced the flight of a griffon...It's a pity that I couldn't stay. What good experience can I learn, and those flying machines made of steel and crystal... make me more worried than the gryphon. "

"But the sky will eventually become a part of the future battlefield, General Byron," Victoria said seriously, "Even on the old battlefield, mages with the ability to fly have demonstrated it more than once. The role of turning the tide of war, if it were not for the limitations of technology and cost in the past, which country would not want to control the blue sky? "

"Of course, of course, I understand the truth," Byron said quickly, with a helpless expression - he suddenly felt that the Grand Duchess of Victoria and Philip seemed a bit similar, and both of them had a serious attitude. However, he could rely on his eloquence to deal with Philip, but he could not defeat a top-level nobleman who had received formal logic education and eloquence training. At this time, he could only nod, "In fact, I even considered it. Will future ships be able to carry small dragoon aircraft to detect sea conditions from high altitudes and find safe routes? It’s just that I personally am a little bit into flying..."

"Carrying it on ships Aircraft? "Victoria didn't pay attention to Byron's next words. Her eyes lit up, and her expressionless face showed obvious curiosity, "This is you.Thoughts on building an ‘Imperial Navy’? Is this your idea for future sailing ships? ”

Byron was stunned for a moment, and once again realized that he must pay attention to his words when chatting with someone who may be serious at any time - he just casually pulled a new technology and pressed it into the topic with a twitch of his head. To avoid embarrassment, why did the Grand Duchess in front of him take it seriously?

The future navy marshal subconsciously glanced at the horizon outside the car window.

Xiongguan is still a few hours away.

So... what to do next?

...

The cold wind is carrying the wind from the top of the mountain. The snow whirls between the high gray walls of Longlin Fort and the steep boulder cliffs among the mountains, as if it has covered everything with a hazy curtain. Amid the whistling of the wind and snow, that layer is used for The shield protecting the city also became blurred, becoming an inconspicuous background color between the curtains.

Sir Gorosh Hickel raised his head and looked at the city that was already covered in the wind and snow. On the top of the mountain, it seemed that the line of sight could still be felt through the curtain of wind and snow. The line of sight was cast from the palace at the highest point of Longlin Fort, and seemed to be falling on the earth dragon beneath him.

The beast shook its neck a little irritably. This beast of burden, unique to the far north, seemed to sense some of its owner's concerns. It began to rub its front hooves on the ground to a small extent, and occasionally made vague grunts from its throat.

Although the name has the root of "dragon", the "earth dragon beasts" of the Holy Dragon Principality actually have nothing to do with "dragon". They are just gentle animals that have been domesticated by dragons. And herbivorous creatures, but in this land ruled by dragons, many animals and plants that have nothing to do with dragons will be labeled with the root word "dragon"

This is an outsider. The dragonborn have long been accustomed to incomprehensible paranoia.

After a long time, Sir Gorosh turned back and glanced at the team following him, and looked at the earth dragon beast riding beside him. The woman with red hair and shawl on the bed nodded: "Ms. Asarena, let's go. "

"We should have set off long ago, we should have set off many days ago," the red-haired woman known as Ms. Asalena frowned and couldn't help complaining, "Those heads are full of things." The parliamentarians and elders stuffed with ice and stones... Their nervousness towards the 'outside world' is simply laughable. I really don't know why even His Majesty Baloger would be influenced by those guys, and even before the mission set off, One day, we were suddenly ordered to be on standby, and we have been waiting for such a long time..."

Sir Gorosh glanced at the red-haired Asarena. He knew that this dragon-marked witch always spoke openly. Moreover, the sudden postponement of the mission was indeed not like Grand Duke Longxue's past style, but he still said in a gentle tone: "Your Majesty has his own considerations. It is not just us and the Grand Duke who maintain the operation of the Holy Dragon Principality. It also includes those MPs and elders who you say have their heads filled with ice cubes and stones. Their opinions are:Must be considered. "

Asarena listened to Sir Gorosh's words and shrugged indifferently: "In short, let those nervous and worried congressmen continue to worry. I hope the ice, snow and stones in the mountains can Effectively protecting their hearts, livers, spleens, stomachs and kidneys that are fragile due to worries about the country and the people - we will have the opportunity to witness the outside world, and it will definitely be us, not them, who will be recorded in history in the future. "

The corners of Sir Gorosh's mouth turned up slightly, and then the entire team, under his leadership, began to embark on the road to the south, gradually leaving the mountains where Longlin Castle is located.

Before crossing the last hurdle at the foot of the mountain, Sir Gorosh couldn't help but look back at the snow-shrouded mountain top for the last time.

Although he comforted the dragon with his words. Seal the witch, but the doubts in his heart are actually no less than the witch's.

Many days ago, the Holy Dragon Principality made the decision to send a mission to Cecil, and even the personnel of the mission. All supplies and equipment had been assembled, and he was ready to lead the team, but the entire operation was suddenly suspended, and the entire team was inexplicably on standby until today.

For this reason, the Holy Dragon Principality even He had to send a special letter to the Cecil Empire to explain the situation, which added an unnecessary link.

The one who ordered the mission to be sent out was the Dragon Blood Archduke, and the one who suddenly ordered the mission to be on standby was also the Dragon Blood Archduke. The reason given by the Grand Duke for the second order was that more evaluation and consideration was needed for this visit, taking into account the suggestions of conservative members of the Parliament.

But Sir Gorosh knew Barlow. Geer, the Grand Duke rarely changes the orders that have been issued for this reason - this is undoubtedly damaging the authority of the Dragon Blood Grand Duke and will also make many people doubtful.

Although this is the case. A small influence is nothing to the Grand Duke, but if there is no sufficient reason, he will not suddenly do such a meaningless thing.

So... what is the reason? Did he suddenly change his order?

Gorosh withdrew his gaze towards Longlin Fort, suppressed all questions in his heart, and turned his gaze back to the south.

......

The blazing brazier dispelled the cold air of the Far North mountains. In the palace with a rough shape and piles of huge rocks, Dragon Blood Archduke Baloger left the terrace overlooking the foot of the mountain and walked back to his palace alone. On the magnificent but lonely throne.

The entire throne hall was empty.

All the courtiers had dispersed, and all the attendants and guards had been dismissed earlier. He sent him outside - everyone knew that the Dragon Blood Archduke often liked to stay alone in the hall. He needed a quiet environment to think about things, and everyone in the palace was not surprised by this.

< p>The silence lasted for a moment, and then Baloger gently exhaled, curled his fingers and gently tapped the armrest of his large throne.

Amidst the crisp knocking sound, the entire hall was restrained. was quietly activated, the invisible barrier cageCovered the entire space.

Baloger’s steady and solemn voice broke the silence:

“Code AZ-689, the exile calls Omega.”

Light golden The communication interface quickly opened in front of the throne of Grand Duke Dragon Blood, and a ring image with trembling edges appeared in front of Baloger.

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