Chapter 1151： Aid from Loren

The deck of the Bitter Winter was quiet for a few seconds, and Ashalena stood there staring at Byron's eyes, with a calm and peaceful smile on her face-until Byron suddenly laughed and spread her hands: "I was joking with you—Ashalena, why are you here?"

"Are you sure you are joking?" The Dragon Seal Witch looked at Byron several times in distrustful manner, with a suspicious expression on her face, "Isn't it the memory of those few seconds just now?"

"I haven't lost my memory to that degree," Byron waved his hand. "You haven't said yet, why are you here?"

"I led the dragonborn team from Longyueya, and arrived at Tarrond a day earlier than you," Ashalena walked forward and said casually, "We have already set up camp in Binhai County yesterday, you The guy who claims to be driving the fastest warship in the world is still floating in the ice sea. Just now I heard the sentinel in Binhai County mentioned that you encountered disorderly turbulence at sea, so I flew over with the dragons to see the situation... I didn’t expect You are all fine."

Byron put his arms around his chest, with a proud smile on his face: "It's not an encounter, it's a passing. The difference is big-and we have excellent navigators and escorts in the world, and enough to withstand sea storms. Modern ships, even if they really plunge into disorderly turbulence, they can rush out safely. Your worries are unnecessary. In addition, I must emphasize that Bitter Winter is definitely the fastest warship in the world, but if you use It’s a bit unreasonable for your wings to compare the speed with it. What's more, Bitter Winter still has to sail with so many cargo ships-I can't drive the power spine to the maximum and throw off the entire fleet and rush towards. Tarrond?"

Having said this, he couldn't help but stop, and his eyes stayed on Ashalena for a few seconds. The scene of the red dragon landing just now appeared in his heart, turning into a sigh: "That was the first time I watched. To your... another posture."

Ashalena cast a puzzled look: "So what?"

"It's nothing, it just feels incredible," Byron scratched his hair. "I have dealt with other dragonborns and even other dragons, but I only take their'other posture' for granted. But you...we used to be in the same mercenary team, and there were many partners back then...I never thought that one day I would see you flying in the sky like a dragon, do you know this feeling? Those scales, Sharp Claws... Of course, I mean they are all powerful, but incredible..."

"If you haven't read many books, don't squeeze your only vocabulary reserve," Ashalena stared at Byron, and suddenly laughed, "I know this feeling. We are all different from the other's memory. ——Believe me, when I know that you have become the general of the human empire, I am definitely more surprised than you see me flying in the sky with open wings."

When the Dragon Seal Witch's voice fell, Byron couldn't help but touched his chin to think, and began to reason whether the other party was boasting or cursing himself. Only then did the black dragon Mokruul finally have the opportunity to speak next to him: " General Byron, and this...Ms. Ashalena, you know?"

"Some friendships from many years ago," Byron turned around and said casually, "We had adventures together, but then we broke contact, and we didn't meet again in an accident until recently.

Ashalena also looked at the young black dragon, with a polite and peaceful smile on her face: "Hello, I am the leader of the aid force that the Holy Dragon Principality assisted Tarrond this time, and we are the first batch. Team-I hope we will get along well in the next period of time. As you know, both the dragonborn and the pure blood dragon need some time...to increase mutual understanding."

Then she retracted her gaze and nodded slightly to Byron: "I just came down to say hello to you, now I am going back to the sky. By the way, are you interested in experiencing the feeling of flying? I can give you a ride. "

Byron thought for a while, and then waved his hand again and again: "I'll forget...I don't have much interest in flying...and I'm the commander of the fleet, so I definitely can't leave without authorization."

"Well, at least it's a reliable reason." Asha Lena didn't seem surprised by this response. She just turned and walked towards the edge of the deck and waved her hand. The voice of the words floated in the wind, "Then we are here. Goodbye Talrond—"

The voice fell, and the tall red-haired figure was already shrouded in a gorgeous light curtain. She leaped off the edge of the deck, fell into the slightly undulating sea, and transformed into a giant dragon in the next second, with a great momentum. In the posture of Bitter Winter jumped upwards from underneath the ship's gunwale, and amid the hum of the mechanical wings and boosters, the red dragon covered in steel armor had already rushed into the sky.

Byron raised his head and followed Ashalena's gaze to the dragons hovering high in the sky. It took a long time before he whispered softly: "...It's still incredible..."

The black dragon Mokruul couldn’t help but glanced at the human admiral several times, then looked up at the red dragon hovering in the sky. After looking back and forth several times, he couldn’t help but ask: "I Suddenly I was a little curious... Is the relationship between the two of you really just as simple as your former adventure partner?"

"Otherwise?" Byron glanced at the black dragon suspiciously. "Could you still think I owe her money?"

Mocurul: "..."

After being choked for a while, the young black dragon smiled and reorganized his language: "General Byron, as far as I know... your daughter is actually an adopted daughter. You have never been married, right?"

"Of course," Byron nodded indifferently. "This is not a secret-although I don't mind to form a family with a woman of similar interest one day, it is a pity that I haven't met the right one for many years. Feelings, and in my opinion, if there is no "fit" in fate, the casually improvised partner will only affect the speed of my sword swing..."

Mokluer listened to Byron's serious speech for a while, and the thought that came out of his mind was "You bachelor has a lot of theoretical knowledge"-but even though he had never left Tal Lund, the "lower dragon clan" who only relies on synergists and immersive entertainment every day, also knows the basics of getting along with each other. After swallowing the words in his heart forcibly, Heilong smiled a little stiffly : "What you said...it makes sense."

"That's right. I have always understood a lot of truth. If you are in emotional trouble in the future, you can always ask me." Byron smiled without knowing it and patted the young black dragon's arm. No When the other party responded, his gaze again fell on the land that was approaching in the distance. At this moment, the originally very distant coastline has gradually entered the distance that ordinary people can see clearly, and in the bright sky and the relative today In the fairly clear sky background, the scene of the details of the broken coast finally fell into the eyes of many sailors on the Bitter Winter.

Fragmented cliffs in the distance, crystal-like tidal flats in the distance, energy cracks and unstable magical vortices visible to the naked eye in mid-air in the offshore area, and floating islands with obvious gravity anomalies and floating islands everywhere. Stone, this is a scene that would never appear in a normal natural environment-even the eloquent bard in the tavern and Mr. Firme, who has become famous in the imperial capital in the past two years, dare not easily adopt this setting. .

"My God..." Byron stared at the anomalous coast that was approaching in a stunned voice, and it took a long time to say to Mocruul next to him, "Although I don't want to make any comments on what happened to other people's hometowns, but you live now. The place is too evil... Are you really sure that the magical vortices and space rifts that can be seen by the naked eye are not terrible?"

"Frankly speaking... not long ago, they were deadly enough," Moklul hesitated, still sighing, "but now we have successfully closed or calmed down most of the dangerous magic vortices and fissures, and Those that cannot be closed temporarily are classified as dangerous areas. There are obvious marks on the coast and dragons are usually patrolling and guarding. But after all, we have limited manpower, and there is no guarantee that unidentified cracks or energy surges will suddenly appear in the wilderness, so we It is necessary to establish an adventurer management center and use a strict'grading access' system to restrict the scope of activities of adventurers...This is all to reduce accidental casualties."

"Really? I thought this system was just to charge more handling and management fees," Byron said casually, and then looked up at the direction of Mary on Ice. "But we don't have to worry too much, although many Everyone thinks that adventurers and mercenaries are creatures that demand money but don’t want their lives, but in reality, this kind of miscellaneous army cherishes their lives more than anyone else if conditions permit. After all, living for a long time can earn money for a long time. Pound and Feiner...As long as you know the consequences of running around, I believe most adventurers will strictly abide by the regulations of the management center."

Having said that, he paused and touched his unshaven chin and continued: "Unless they meet the kind of adventurers who don't need money and don't want their lives, they will save themselves... But how is it possible?"

Mokulul looked at Byron and suddenly laughed: "Yeah, how is it possible?"

One person and one dragon stood on the high bow deck of the Bitter Winter, smiling at each other, so this new battleship was filled with joyful air, and the bright sun that Talrond was bathing in such a moment.

At the same time, a large crowd gathered on the deck of the Mary on Ice. The adventurers who had been bored in the cabin for too many days became excited under the stimulation of the two major elements of the New World and the Dragon Group. They gathered on the deck, looking at the distant continent while discussing the floating islands and the energy turbulence in mid-air. These "warriors" who always like to brag about themselves as if they can save the world are seeing those comparisons. After the castle’s large anti-gravity boulders and the unstable fissures caused by electric and light bursts, they have consistently shown reasonableness and calmness worthy of boasting. Their views are very synchronized:

As long as you can have peanuts while drinking, you should never get close to those stones and arcs with enthusiasm-the treasures on this unknown land are endless, but life after drinking high is not necessarily enough.

Modil, who had completely recovered from the previous illusion at this moment, was also in the crowd. He did his best (mainly with the appearance of an elderly person and actually more agile than the thief) to squeeze to the top. Location, at the moment, looking at those bizarre scenes on the coast with shining eyes, those supernatural phenomena that are extremely difficult to see in the continent of Loren made this old mage beaming--

"Miss Laura, have you seen those energy turbulence and space rifts?" He excitedly said to the young hunter who squeezed forward with him, "I plan to have the opportunity to study how they are formed... "

The huntress' eyes widened in an instant, and she turned her head to look at this "old man adventurer" who was also uttering surprising words with a horrified expression on her face.

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The ocean-going fleet from the Loren continent finally completed their extraordinary first voyage. As the brilliance of the giant sun gradually began to tilt toward the coast, these steel-made mechanical monsters also completed the last time after entering the port area. Slowing down, with the joint efforts of the underwater naga technicians, the sea monster navigator who manipulates the waves, and the ship mechanics, a total of nine huge ships finally arrived safely at the temporary dock outside Binhai County.

This seaport is one of the biggest construction achievements of the dragons in Binhai County in recent time-in the case of a severe shortage of labor, Cala d'Or sent almost one-third of the entire town to complete this huge scale In the port, lack of experience, lack of technical guidance, and lack of engineering equipment, the dragons almost completely relied on their tyrannical brute force and fangs and claws to prepare docks for those warships and freighters that meet the docking conditions. The facts have proved that Their overtime work during this time is worthwhile.

When the first large cargo ship "Grey Mountain Rider" docked steadily and opened the cover of its No. 1 impermeable storage tank amidst the cheers of the crew and the dragon on the shore, the piles of dehydrated grains were reflected in Kalado. In your eyes.

That is a "large amount" of food for the dragon.

On a high ground near the harbour, Merita Penha and Noreta stood side by side, looking at the bustling scene on the pier. After a while, Merita muttered softly, "Cecile’s Rice is a good thing..."

"Although I don't know why you have such a soft spot for Cecil's rice, I still have to say," Noleta shook her head aside, "There are indeed a lot of things carried by these ships, but in fact, if It is still not enough to alleviate the food shortage in Agundor... probably only for a while, but it is certainly not enough for us to support the greenhouse farms on the nearby islands to obtain the harvest. After all... the dragons themselves consume The food is not a small amount, and now, with the exception of a few severely disabled dragons, most dragons are doing intensive physical labor in their own form.

"Furthermore... Now even Speaker Andar is not sure whether the farms we have opened up on the nearby islands can yield enough. After all, the life dome based on dragon language runes is a technology too many years ago. Some young dragons have little experience in taking care of crops."

"Of course, but these ships are the first batch, and the materials prepared by various countries will gradually gather in Beigang, and the number will be more than the first batch," said Merita. "The main significance of this fleet is to verify Whether this route is feasible, to verify whether the existing magical mechanical ships are sufficient to carry a large amount of supplies to Tarrond... As long as they can safely reach the port in Binhai County, this task is considered successful."

"That's true..." Noreta nodded thoughtfully, and then couldn't help but sighed, "The help of dozens of countries...It's not easy to repay this favor."

"Survival is the first priority. The remaining things can be considered slowly after ensuring survival," Melita smiled lightly and said softly, "Well, we have seen the dragonborn and the human fleet arrive at the tower. Elrond continent, next... it's time for the two of us to set off to the human kingdom.

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