Chapter 1217： Royal Supper and Whelp

Gawain turned a deaf ear to Amber’s bluffing—because he knew that this half-elf was still used to being so unreliable now, she hadn’t jumped into the room from a window for a long time, and she hadn’t triggered it recently. After passing the "anti-amber mechanism" on the nearby street lights and on the roof, in the final analysis, she has grown more than before.

In addition to size and figure.

Gao Wen stepped forward and opened the window sash of the study. The two young dragons who were about to turn around outside immediately jumped in along the window. First they ran quickly on the ground, and then they realized something. Run in front of Gawain, neatly spread his wings and lower his head (this may be a bow in the form of a dragon), make a "quack-" sound, and then ran in front of Kohaku together, making the same gesture." "Gah," he said.

Amber and Gawain both looked at the two young dragons who were saying hello with surprised and funny expressions. Amber couldn't help but say hello first: "This... I didn't expect them to be polite?"

"Did the young dragon's mind grow so fast..." Gao Wen was surprised by another thing. "How long have they just broken their shells? Not only can they fly all the way from Embassy Street to here, but they also know that. Say hello politely... I thought that creatures like dragons that live extremely long and at the same time at the top of the food chain must have extremely long juveniles, just like elves..."

"I think so too," Amber knelt down and snorted wildly with the heads of two young dragons covered with fine scales, "but now it seems that this is our stereotype-of course, it may be that the dragons adjusted it at some time. Their genetic information has accelerated the growth of the young dragons. After all, they were so advanced in technology back then, and building a dragon in the factory was like playing with it..."

It seems that this shame of all things thinking has begun a new round of divergence, but Gawain did not follow her to fool around this time. He checked the two whelps and found that they did not carry Merita or Nore. The note that the tower brought over knew that these two little guys came out secretly. He looked up at the sky outside the window, and saw the setting sun setting, it was too late, so he turned his head and said to Amber: "Merita is probably over there. You are already worried. You go and send a letter to the Tarrond Embassy, ​​telling them that the wyrmlings are here, and leave the two little guys to eat here at night-it just happens that Enya hasn't seen them in the past two days. I've been talking about it several times."

"Okay, I'll talk to that side." Kohaku got up and said, before the voice fell, the figure had gradually faded in the air.

The two young dragons watched that Amber disappeared out of thin air, and suddenly cried out in surprise, and circled on the ground again, as if looking for a gap where they could hide, but they lost it in just a few seconds. Interested, he went back and forth next to Gawain, and kept pushing his head against Gawain’s knees, making a pleasant but unintelligible grunt in his throat.

Getting along with the cubs of the dragon cubs-even for Gawain, this is an unprecedented and novel experience. Although this is not the first time with two little guys, he still can't help but sigh the fun and fun of the two young dragons. Quirky.

The innate development of mobility and mentality makes the cubs of the dragon cubs obviously different from other races, and this is reflected in their preference for Cecil Palace and intimacy towards Gawain. The two little guys seem to know themselves very well. Where were they born? I still remember the breath of everyone around me at the beginning of the birth. Just after they were able to crawl proficiently, they ran all the way from Embassy Street to the lawn in front of the Cecil Palace. The chaos caused at that time is still present. Gawain’s memory is still fresh, and it is foreseeable that they will come here to make trouble the number of times...

But Gao Wen didn't mind it at all, he liked the dragon sisters very much.

Soon after, the family dinner of the imperial emperor was ready in the restaurant. With the busyness of the chefs and attendants, the long table was filled with rich but not extravagant food, extra dining chairs (though not It must be useful) was also taken out. Gawain sat on the head of the family, Heidi, Rebecca and others lined up in order. As for Amber... as usual, he sits confidently and confidently. On Wen's left hand, the chicken drumstick and beer in his hand have been raised.

If a stubborn and serious person sees the emperor’s family dining, he will probably write a few thousand words of criticism and discussion topics, because the table does not conform to the "aristocratic etiquette" and "imperial courtesy". "There are too many situations, but Gao Wen himself is very satisfied with this lively and unruly "family dinner". He has always believed that meal time is the most relaxing time, especially when he is with family and friends. This precious time should never give way to the red tape and "ritual habits" that waste energy. This is from when he was just here. This was the case when a pioneering camp was established, and he never changed until he became the ruler of this vast empire.

Regarding this point, even Hetty, who attached great importance to tradition and "rules", is now used to it—she is even used to the scene where Amber and Rebecca grab the last chicken leg at the table.

Considering Hetty's character, this is really not easy...

Gao Wen looked towards the end of the dining table, and saw that another figure that rarely appeared in the dining room on weekdays had also arrived next to the dining table: it was a golden dome, and the surface of the eggshell was circulated with shimmering runes. She slammed on the opposite side of Gawain, with a teacup and a kettle floating beside her, and the latest newspaper floating in front of her.

The two young dragons had already jumped off the chairs prepared for them, and at this time they were jumping up and down happily around the golden dome, and from time to time they climbed to the top of the eggshell, like a bard entrenched in the story. The giant dragon of the fort crouched on it with its tail curled up, craned its neck and yelled without threats.

If ordinary people were taking care of it here, they would have been in a hurry in front of the vigorous energy and powerful physique of the young dragon. However, for the gods of the past, the two little guys' troubles of this degree are not worth mentioning, Enya Just let the young dragon crawl around on her body, and this didn't affect her interest in drinking tea and reading newspapers.

Of course, considering the current form of the dragon god... she was indifferent and others couldn't tell, she was just pestering there anyway.

The smell of food wafted in the restaurant. Amber held a nibbled chicken leg and was happily eating, but soon she glanced in the direction of the young dragon and Enya, and then saw a chair not far away facing upwards. Tier, who was upturned and slept like a corpse before eating, finally couldn't help muttering to Gao Wen next to him in a low voice: "Hey, it was not what I said...Do you think there are normal humans gathered around you? Has it gotten less and less? Now it’s not easy to have a human-looking person next to the dining table..."

Her voice was not loud, but obviously she could not hide her from the sensitive golden dome. Enya's gentle and smiling voice came from the end of the long table immediately: "I don't usually go to the restaurant-today is just Two little guys came over as a guest, and I just came here to show my face."

While talking, she used invisible magic to attract the tea cup floating next to her. She poured hot tea on her eggshell very easily, and as the steam curled up, the surface of the golden dome was filled with tea fragrance— —The young dragon, who was studying whether the table could eat or not, was immediately attracted by this scene. One of them jumped up and wanted to grab the tea cup floating in the air, while the other opened his mouth and spit out a flame and sprayed it accurately. The place where Enya's eggshell has been poured with tea...80% is to help dry it again.

Gavin looked at this weird and lively scene, and finally couldn't help but muttered: "I have to pass SC after eating a meal. This is something I never dreamed of..."

Before he finished his words, Tilton, who was about to slip off the chair, woke up suddenly. Miss Siren stared and looked around: "Dreaming? Sleeping and dreaming? I didn't sleep, I just had a fight. Nap, call me when the meal is over..."

Before she finished speaking, the deep-sea salted fish spirit slowly closed her eyes, and limped down from the chair again-her expression was peaceful, as if she had died of sleep.

"I don't even know why she is here," Amber couldn't help but glance at the direction where Tyre was slumping, and muttered in a low voice. "She doesn't eat anymore, she just changed place here. Sleep..."

"...I also want to inquire with her about the recent situation of Antavien. I feel that it has been a long time since I received the news from there, and I don't know what progress has been made in the restoration project of that group of sea monsters," Gao Wen Looking at Tyre helplessly, he sighed softly, "Oh, forget it, let's talk about it when she wakes up one day."

"Don't always strain your nerves, at least at this time, you should think about something that has nothing to do with the'big picture'," Gawain's voice just fell, and Enya's voice came from the opposite side unhurriedly. Coming over, there were two young dragons vying for positions on her eggshells, and her voice was flat with a reassuring aura, "Although I have never understood the way the sea monsters survive, But at least they are much better than you in terms of relaxation and'making yourself happy'."

"No way, it's hard for my mind to calm down. If I stop thinking, I will have trouble sleeping and eating..." Gao Wen smiled and shook his head, his tone was a little helpless. Then his eyes suddenly fell on those two men. The whelp arching around—he saw the blue light floating between the scales near the necks of the two little guys, and the extension of the blue light could vaguely see the texture as if it were flowing. Enya, have the'dark blue marks' on the two little guys changed again?"

"Did you notice?" Enya's voice came, as calm as always, reassuring, "Indeed, they have reached the point where they are visible to the naked eye, and it is difficult to not pay attention...the imprints on their bodies have indeed changed for a while. Some development. I used to think that they were only affected by the active energy in the deep blue network channel and have a little acquired mutation, this mutation will gradually stabilize as they grow up, but now it seems... The impact is more profound than I thought."

Gawain's hand holding a knife and fork stopped subconsciously, and his expression became a little serious: "Is it really okay?"

"I still don't see any bad effects. They are very healthy, healthier than the average whelps, and have a higher upper limit for the development of magic perception ability, but... I noticed what they carry The Deep Blue Imprint has always been inducing and interacting with the outside world, which makes me suspect that they have not yet separated from the influence of the Deep Blue Network, even..."

Heidi, who had never spoken on the side, couldn't help breaking the silence at this time-she cared about the two little guys hatched in Cecil Palace as much as Gawain: "Even?"

"I even suspect that they are still connected to the Deep Blue Network until now," Enya finally revealed a trace of worry in her calm tone, but she quickly hid the worry, "And we probably can't help it. Cut this connection."

Gawain stared at the shell of the Golden Dome: "Does Melita and Noretta know about this?"

"I mentioned to them-as mothers of the Whelplings, they are qualified and obliged to know the changes that are taking place in the two little guys." Enya said slowly, but the two Whelplings who were still ignorant and ignorant had already lost sight of her. The eggshell climbed down, and the little guys looked left and right. They didn't feel the change in the atmosphere, and their attention had been placed on the tail of the Tyre plate under the table.

Fortunately, before the two fearless young dragons evaporated Miss Siren’s tail with a breath of dragon, Enya dragged them out from under the table with invisible magic.

"They have reported the changes that have taken place in the two little guys to Tarrond, and they have also reported on the situation that'maybe a large number of dragon eggs are affected by the deep blue network channel', but I want to use the current tower The situation in Errond... It should be difficult for Herragor to respond quickly," Enya continued, "All we can do now is to observe the marks on the two whelps more carefully and look for them and Deep Blue. Ways to establish connections between network channels, and hope that these connections will not affect their health."

Gao Wen and Heidi on the side looked at each other and said in unison: "...I hope so."

...

Standing on a hill in the suburbs overlooking the direction of the imperial capital, the shining star-like man-made lights can often stun outsiders who see this "Magic City" for the first time.

The magic spar lamp dispelled the darkness under the night. The dense lights arranged along the road were the main road and the shops on both sides of the road that would not be quiet even after nightfall. The residential areas in the city were also brightly lit, far more than The old oil lamps and candles are several times brighter. The lights spill from the windows of thousands of households out of the windows—the "stars" falling on the earth are even brighter than the stars in the sky, making you stand on a big rock. Ashalena, who was looking up at the city, couldn't help but narrowed her eyes slightly.

Under the night, the red-haired Dragon Seal Witch sighed softly, "Although I have been here for several days... but I still have to say that the night in this city is far more shocking than the day."

"The lights of thousands of houses...When your Majesty described this scene to us for the first time, none of us could have imagined what it was like," Byron stood beside Asha Lena, said in a low voice. "But then again-I heard Amber describe that Tarrond once was far more glorious than Cecil City, where the lights can reflect the earth into daylight, and even every brick on the road can emit light. Come……"

"No matter how brilliant, the former Tarrond is gone, and even if it is still there, it is the hometown of the pure blood dragon race, not of our dragon descendants," Ashalena chuckled and shook her head, "and To say something that might increase the blood pressure of the three dragon leaders-now that Tarrond, who has only sparsely lit lights in the night after the war, is actually far more'bright' in my eyes than it was when it was brightly lit."