"Are you mad?" Wright laughed. "Relax, brother. I just want you not to have too high hopes for certain things."
"After all, there is no despair without hope."
“…Really?”
"Ah, at least it's better than having your hopes dashed."
According to the response given by Sarah, the White Shadow Palace currently only accommodates the envoys from the Kingdom of Qulun, and the negotiations with the other party's representatives will continue for about another week.
Then it was the turn of two small countries, then Chesman, then a few small countries, and then Tariignan.
So they estimated that they would stay here for at least two months. Since they had nothing else to do during this time, they might as well use the rented car to drive around the streets and get familiar with the terrain of the "resort".
"You say, Wright."
Breaking the silence that lasted for several minutes, Moore-Sala asked softly.
“Why did our abilities disappear?”
"I don't know." Wright replied.
“That’s one of the reasons why we came here.”
"Do you think it has something to do with the previous 'shady dealings'?"
"It started to stop working intermittently before that thing showed up. I don't think it has anything to do with it. It must be something else."
"Then what do you think..."
Moore lowered his voice unconsciously when he said this.
"Are the others also here to deal with that thing?"
"..."
Wright frowned. This question was a little too serious.
Although he had anticipated that there might be other places before he set off, he was still shocked to see so many "familiar faces" when he came to Wayne this time.
"On the bright side, we don't know what it is yet," Wright said.
"Maybe just a hole?"
"Maybe there's nothing in it."
"Anyway, if Sarah can solve the problem, that would be great. If that doesn't work, we can just move away. At worst, we can just stay away from it and not get close to it."
"But I don't think it's a problem that can be solved by hiding... After all, you can see it's everywhere, where can we hide?"
Moore parked the car on the side of the road, and the two brothers started arguing about the matter, and they didn't notice that someone was approaching the car quickly.
"Dong dong dong."
The car windows were banged.
The argument stopped, and Wright, who was on the right side, rolled down the window and saw that it was a beautiful young brown-haired girl.
"Hello." The girl said with a smile.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Wright-Sally and Mr. Moore-Sally?"
"I am." Wright frowned and stared at her, "Who are you? What do you want to do with us?"
Knowing their identities and that they were in a place like Vien Harbor, he estimated that they were either Queen Elwen's men or from other diplomatic missions, and that they came here to gather information - or should I say "exchange" information.
"Our young lady has longed for the Dragon Kingdom since she was young." The girl bowed respectfully to him, "Please forgive me for not coming here in person. I really had something else to do and couldn't spare the time."
"Who is your master..."
"We are the Chesman envoys." The girl nodded.
"That's Her Majesty Arles." Leiter nodded. "What did she send you to find out?"
Tilan Arles, if I remember correctly, was the third princess of Chesman. She was a girl of some fame, but of course, he had seen better ones and was not too impressed by this girl's reputation for intelligence.
"Your Highness wants to know the current situation of Dragon Country."
"Oh, then I'm afraid she's overstepping the line..."
"We are willing to exchange Chessman's situation. Not only that, we also have the profile of Lun and all other countries."
"--I promise." Wright immediately changed his words. He looked at the street where some people were already looking, and turned his head back.
"It's not convenient here...how about we go upstairs and talk?"
Ten minutes later, the car continued on the road.
The maid did not follow them. She got off the car and left, leaving only some words that echoed in the brothers' hearts for a long time.
"Wright." Moore began to speak, but stopped talking.
"I know." Wright interrupted him again, "Don't mention it, I know."
yes……
If it is really as the other party said, this time there will probably be some big fuss.
Damn it.
Why is it so difficult to enjoy a peaceful old age?
Chapter 2: Dreamless City (2 in 1)
Back to the envoy's mansion, into the area designated for Chesmans to live in. Lemire asked the servants and learned that his master had gone out this morning and had not returned yet.
She didn't say anything - there was no point so she went back to her room to rest. Instead, she waited at the door until it was almost dark in the afternoon when Tilan Arles, the third princess most respected and loved by the Chesmans, arrived.
"Lemire? How long have you been waiting here?"
As soon as Tilan entered the gate, she saw the tired figure of the female official. She immediately realized that she seemed to have forgotten to send someone to call back today. She knew Lemire very well. If she had not let her rest, she would probably insist on waiting until the next morning.
This princess does not quite fit most people's imagination of a princess. She does not have smooth milky white skin nor long golden hair as bright as the sun. She is just a girl with short black hair and healthy wheat-colored skin. She has a slender and well-proportioned figure, especially a pair of black eyes that look really shiny when standing in the shadows.
Waving away the servants and asking them to get some hot water and food as soon as possible, Tilan quickly pulled Lemuel into his room and first explained to her what he had gained today.
"As you can see, I followed the instructions given by those people and went to find Earl Xie Yang." Tilan first took a sip of water from the cup, "But the result...as you can see, otherwise I wouldn't have come back so early."
She was exhausted today. Before coming to Sarah, she never thought it would be so difficult to meet a count.
The most annoying thing is that she hasn't seen it yet... Those bastards always hinted at her to look for "Puslint", but she has run almost all over Wayne Port and has never seen any school with this name.
But what can be done?
This is not Chesman. Perhaps Chesman is a very important kingdom in that area, and even the coastal rights of more than ten countries are subject to their jurisdiction.
But this is Port Wein.
It is the political capital of the "Godly Kingdom of Sara". Not to mention that she is just a princess and is nothing here, even if her father, King Waller, who is seriously ill, comes here in person, he may not be taken seriously.
There is nothing to complain about, because the gap is indeed all-round. Tilan grew up in a cultural environment like Chesman. She has long been accustomed to staying up all night from Saturday to Monday morning - this behavior is called "fasting" in the southwest coastal area of Icarolin Island - and has long been accustomed to sleeping in the morning or afternoon and getting up to study and work just after midnight.
From the ruling class to the poor, they all did this. After all, for Chesman, they couldn't stably control the spread of pollution at night. Whether it was energy or the Supernatural Society, they were all in a backward position. So the most resource-saving prevention method was to get up in the early morning.
Early in the morning, after midnight. From then on, the distance to the dream world will become closer, and the invasion and pollution from the gray fog will become more serious. During this period, staying awake and using a clear mind to persevere is the usual method used by the Chesman people. In this way, when the daylight comes, the dream world will become farther and farther away under the drive of the sun, and they can fall asleep more at ease.
It's always like this... According to her understanding, not only the Chesmans do this, but many countries do this.
So when she first heard that there was a place in the world that "still retains the ancient schedule" and "sleeps at night and wakes up during the day", Tilan was really shocked.
She couldn't help but wonder, aren't the people there afraid of the gray fog? Aren't they afraid of nightmares? Are they afraid of extremely scary monsters emerging in the dark?
Later, as she grew older and knew more and more, she finally understood that the "ancient routine" was the normal routine.
Of course, this kind of thing can be understood if you think deeply about it - if you treat the sun as a free big light bulb, then the efficiency of doing things during the day is definitely much higher than that at night. There is no need to light lamps and candles during the day to use sunlight. If there is no choice, who would be willing to become a nocturnal animal?
I'm so envious... Tilan is both envious and curious about such a country.
When she was a child, her father brought her here once. It was probably during the reign of King Charuni. The Port of Wayne at that time had already left a deep impression on her. Not only were there a lot of cars on the streets during the day, the noise of the port could be heard across the street, and the prosperity of the night scene was even more dazzling.
That was the first time she understood what civilization was. Compared to here, Chesman’s capital, Egan Castle, was really just a town surrounded by a castle.
She wanted to stay in Wayne.
At least she could stay here and go to school, but King Waller rejected her request.
"You are not cut out for that." Her father was very ruthless in this regard. "Mathematics and engineering... We did let you try, but the results were not ideal. You won't learn anything even if you stay here."
“But why mathematics and engineering?”
"Because only these things can make Egang Castle the same as Wayne. At the very least, maybe we don't have to worry so much about the lighting problem anymore."
So Tilan was ultimately unable to stay. She needed to return to her homeland to learn how to manage officials, learn the skills of the long sword and archery... Warriors who could hunt always enjoyed a high status in Chesman.
And this time when she came to Wayne again, this port city gave her many new shocks.
Not only the torches, but also the street lights that stay on from dusk till dawn.
Because the Chesmans are always more accustomed to being active at night, she couldn't change this habit. In the first few days, she thought that the street lights were deliberately on for so long for their delegation. She also tried to find Sarah's officials to tell them that "there is no need to be so wasteful."
The other party told her with a confused look on his face that "it's not like that" and "these lights are always on for that long."
Tiran is shocked.
This shock has continued to this day and she has become somewhat numb. She even deceives herself by thinking "Fortunately, I look no different from the Sarayans" and "We all have two eyes and one mouth", otherwise she might not have the courage to stay any longer.
"I mainly met the heir of Baron Larence today," she said to the lady-in-waiting, "James Larence. He invited me to watch an opera... It was wonderful, and then told me that many people have tried to see the count through him these days. He didn't want me to make a wasted trip, so he gave me a note with 'Puslint University' written on it, suggesting that the count might be there."
"Your Highness." Lemire tilted his head, "Does it really have to be her?"
"We are here to ask for help, Lemire." Tiran sighed, "Sarah is the only hope. As long as the 'Eclipse Abyss' does not appear within their borders, they will most likely have a way to deal with it. But you have also seen how many people came to ask for help this time. We must consider whether Sarah is willing to help. If so, when will Chesman be in line?"
Lemuel nodded. This was indeed an unsolvable problem.
The White Shadow Palace is not a hotel that will accommodate all the envoys at once. The palace gate will only be open to one envoy at a time. People have to be met one by one, and conversations have to be held one by one. Even meeting with envoys requires queuing up like this, let alone offering people and effort to help?
That's why we have to look for Count Xieyang.
It was said that she had a very good relationship with King Sara and was the most trusted minister in the White Shadow Palace. If he could establish a good relationship with her, maybe he could move up the ranking of his family?
It's just that it's really hard to see him. He's so arrogant. No. 221 Iris Street has been completely surrounded by sheds and no visitors are allowed. Some people even went to Blackwood City, which is adjacent to Wayne, but they couldn't find him no matter how hard they tried.
"It's very mysterious, isn't it?" Tiran sighed, "I always feel that not only us, but even the Sara people don't know where she is now."
"If the legends about her are true, then her power and position are not just based on her smart mind." Lemire said, "She must be an extraordinary person, otherwise she would not be able to solve those problems."
"That would be even better." Tilan said irritably, "If she had handled all those problems with her own ability, we could have asked her for help directly and wouldn't have to wait in line here."
There was a knock on the door. Tilan guessed that the food and drinks had been delivered, so she asked someone to put the food on the table. She picked up a roast chicken and started eating without any hesitation.
Sara's civilization is not only reflected in the scenery, but also in its food culture, which has many unique features.
It was also roasted chicken, but the one she ate at Egangbao was usually sprinkled with pepper and salt. But the roasted chicken in this restaurant was made with some secret sauce, the skin was roasted golden and crispy, and when she bit into it, it made a crisp sound while the tender meat juice rolled around her teeth. Tilan wanted to chew the bones and eat them.
"Pay attention to your manners, Your Highness." Lemire sat down silently and began to eat. "If you do this, the Sara people will call you a country bumpkin."
"Aren't we country bumpkins?" Tilan stared at her resentfully.
Lemuel was silent.
Indeed, some things don't exist just because you pretend they don't exist.
"I met the two leaders of Talignan today."
After they finished their meal and washed their hands in the copper basin, Lemire told them what he had gained today: "Moore-Sally and Wright-Sally, the descendants of the legendary Time Dragon, I exchanged them for the information about Talignan's 'Eclipse Abyss' according to your instructions."
"The Fire Dragon Alliance sent them?" Tiran was a little surprised. "What was the result? How many of them appeared in Talignan?"
"Three," Lemire said. "According to our criteria, there are two small ones and one large one. The small one is about 100 meters in diameter. The large one is over 500 meters."
“Is it expanding?”
"It's expanding. They must have tried every possible method to stop it but still failed, so they rushed over here in a hurry."
"So what about their abilities?" Tiran narrowed his eyes. "Time Dragon... do you feel that there is something unusual about them?"
"No, they all give me the feeling of being ordinary people."
"Is it possible that their abilities are also fading?"
"I can't promise that, Your Highness. It's hard to say."
"It's enough to have doubts." Tiran shook his head. "Don't we have enough evidence? Others have asked questions, and everyone is asking the same questions. How can they escape unscathed?"
After chatting and feeling that everyone's situation was not optimistic, Tilan decided to take a rest.
It’s not a big deal that Earl Xieyang hasn’t been found—because every delegation hasn’t found him, so the situation hasn’t changed and there’s no need to worry about it for the time being.
