Sword of Daybreaker

Sitting in the magic car driving smoothly, Matilda looked out the window.

The wide and smooth road extends forward along the line of sight. The wide avenue can accommodate almost eight or nine large carriages side by side. Obviously, it is specially designed to cope with the pressure of modern traffic. The buildings with staggering and beautiful atmosphere are arranged on both sides of the road. Those buildings have a new style that is different from Tifeng, but different from the old Ansu-it retains the classic elegance of the northern kingdom, and has some pleasing neat lines and regular shapes.

Between these buildings and roads, you can see neatly arranged street lights, magic projections distributed at intersections or open spaces, stop signs designed for magic car stops, and streets that flooded the streets in this unrelenting winter season. Welcome crowd wearing bright and thick winter clothes.

On those magic projections, on the large color paintings of those sites, a variety of welcoming statements or pictures are presented, and even real-time images of the convoy are moving.

This is the modern magic capital, Cecil City ...

Matilda regained her sight, but still retained the perception of the transcendent, paying attention to the movement on the road outside. She looked at Philip who was riding in a car with herself. On the face of the young army commander, she looked It's almost undisguised pride.

This is normal, and a noble with such status will certainly show such pride in front of a foreign ambassador.

But on both sides of the road outside, it is not unusual for those Cecilians who are said to be just "ordinary citizens" to show similar pride while showing many expressions such as curiosity and excitement.

"I hope you are satisfied with the welcome process we arranged," Philip said, looking at the eyes of the Princess Tiphon with a smile on his face. "Cecil and Tifeng have many differences in customs, but we have A common source, which can become a closer link between the two countries. "

"I sincerely hope for longer-lasting peace," Matilda said with a smile, "this is good for all of us."

The magic guided team of the Tifeng mission passed the straight "Pioneer Avenue" of Cecil City, and headed towards the Royal District in the welcome of the citizens, the security team and the guards of the Iron Rangers. They gradually left the outer suburbs. Entering the city center, as a large square appeared out of the car window, all Tiefon messengers including Matilda suddenly heard a loud popping sound—

It's as if the Thunder exploded, and the distance was not very far. There was more than one burst, but it exploded more than thirty times in a row.

Someone in the messenger team looked suspicious, and even Matilda couldn't help looking at the opposite Philip, who only smiled at her: "No need to be nervous, just a salute.

"It is Cecil's rule to welcome guests from afar with salute."

Matilda blinked, remembering the information she had collected before, and couldn't help flashing some weird thoughts in her heart--

The Cecilians do seem to like to welcome their guests with these loud cannon sounds, but sometimes they hit the sky, sometimes they hit their guests ...

"Interesting rules," she smiled. "In the new era, there will be some new customs and habits."

When the time was approaching noon and the giant day was gradually rising above his head, the Tifeng envoy led by Matilda came to Gao Wen.

Not luxurious but grand enough, solemn, and a welcome ceremony for Tifeng people, Gao Wen stood in front of the steps of the "Autumn Palace" and looked at the "Kaolin Flower" with a smile.

Standing next to him were Hetty and Rebecca, several government office executives, and Veronica holding a platinum scepter.

Amber could not be seen at the scene, but everyone familiar with it knew that the director of the Military Intelligence Agency must be at the scene-but it had not yet come out of the air.

Matilda wore a complex and classic black court dress, long black hair dotted with golden thin chains, and dropped to her waist. She stepped in front of Gao Wen in an impeccable manner, and lowered her head slightly: "Salute to you, Her Majesty Gawain Cecil.

"I am here on behalf of the Augustus family and bring with me the friendly will of Tifeng.

"May you be healthy and long-lasting, and may your achievements pass on from generation to generation."

"In a sense, your last sentence is not a blessing, it can only be said as a statement," Gao Wen said with a joke, stepped forward, "Welcome to Cecil."

The following is a boring but unavoidable official speech link. Both sides said with a smile and compliments prepared in advance, but everyone must still maintain a solemn appearance and try to make this non-nutritive business talk to each other. Be more sincere.

Rebecca got bored in a few seconds, and yawned secretly. She looked at Matilda Augustus, who was talking to her old ancestors, and couldn't help but murmur, looking around. After watching, one side was Aunt Herty and the other was Veronica. Chatting with the former might be beaten, she turned to the latter: "Hey, you say she's also a princess, I'm also a princess, how can I do nothing? How about breaking a flattery into three paragraphs like her? "

This question is really difficult to answer-after all, Veronica can break up the same flattery into four paragraphs while the Ansu dynasty is still there.

Therefore, the "saint" lingering with the faint light around her remained silent, only shook her head slightly, and then her eyes fell on the Matilda, and she did not move away for a long time.

Matilda lifted her head with a feeling, and met a pair of gentle, calm, but lacking the texture of living people, just like crystal-cut eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have a profound inspection, which made Matilda's heart move slightly, but when she looked closely, she found that those eyes just simply swept over herself, the weird inspection before The sense has disappeared.

After the reception ceremony, there was a grand luncheon.

The formal negotiation on the establishment of embassies, exchange of ambassadors, exchange of foreign students and many other things is set for tomorrow, but before the formal discussions, the senior officials of the two sides can conduct some "attitude exchange" in advance through banquets and other activities. Surrounded by music and other elements, this attitude exchange can be carried out relatively easily. On the premise that both parties of the negotiation hope that the matter can be concluded, this preliminary negotiation often yields very good results.

Matilda tasted exquisite foods different from Tifeng. She cut the roasted meat with a variety of spices with a knife, but at the same time maintained a dignified and elegant manner, and did not show too much of any kind of food. Favorite, she glanced at the waiter walking through the banquet hall, the magical image set around the hall, and the "Princess Cecil" not far away who did not seem to be very good at table manners, and finally fell on Gao Wen: "I've heard that Ansu people are so good at roasting meat that Tifeng's court chefs are keen to learn how Ansu people use spices, but now after real tasting I realize that their imitation is only after all Imitation, authenticity is something completely different. "

"Then you're going to blame your court chef," Gao Wen said with a smile. "The food in front of you is not the traditional 'Ansu cuisine', but what I came up with when I was bored in the last two years-see Get up to your taste? "

"Did you invent it?" Matilda looked at the desserts on the table and the roasted meat on the plate in surprise, praising her with a heartfelt compliment, "It's incredible, I just thought you were a powerful Knight and a wise monarch, I did not expect that you are still a gourmet who can create delicious food-their flavor is really good, it is my honor to eat them. "

Gao Wen smiled and said nothing.

At the time when the coffin had just been opened a few years ago, he still wanted to use the food in his mind to improve the food life in another world. He also seriously tampered with several kinds of food that were not available locally, but In the end, there was no such thing as a bridge that “takes out a plate of grilled meat and lets the indigenous people pay their respects.” After all, the gourmets in this world did not grow up eating soil, and he himself ... Ordinary diners, even if there is more food in the heavenly dynasty, he will eat and not make it.

The few foods he came up with are now the highest evaluation is "taste good", and they were quickly crushed by the local chef in terms of variety. Until now, I have left a few barbecues and Jiangnan snacks as a "national banquet". The embellishment is the last thing he left as a traverser in the world catering industry.

Gao Wen walked away a bit, and Matilda swallowed the food in her mouth again, and looked curiously at a small plate of sliced ​​fruit in front of her. She asked curiously: "This fruit tastes wonderful, I Never eaten ... is it a Cecil specialty? "

Gao Wen took a look at the fruit, his expression almost seemed weird, but at the last moment he maintained his calmness: "This is a Sorin tree fruit, and it is indeed a specialty of the Cecil Empire."

He controlled the expression on his face, but couldn't control the thoughts in his heart.

That was the fruit of Bertila Augustus. Most of it was used to alleviate the food crisis in the Holy Spirit Plains, and a small part was sent to Cecil as a sample.

Now he is holding the fruits of the Augustus family's ancestors to entertain their descendants.

I have to say thank you after eating.

If you think about the whole process, it seems like a devil ...

On the other side, Matilda didn't know what she was eating (in fact, nothing is known, after all, Cecil thousands of people are eating these fruits), and politely praised two sentences After that, she raised a more formal topic.

"In addition to my formal diplomatic visit and preparations for subsequent projects such as international students, I also brought personal greetings from my father and emperor," she put a knife and fork, and smiled lightly. He thinks that the new order you created and the magic technology you brought are great things that can change the world, which he admires ... "

"Order was not created by me alone, nor was magic technology created by me," Gao Wen said, "but I admit it-they can change the world."

Matilda glanced at Gao Wen and said quite solemnly: "My father ... guessed you would make a similar answer."

"Oh?" Gao Wen raised his eyebrows. "What else did he say?"

"He said that you and him are similar people, and what you are concerned about is something that is beyond a city, a country, and a generation," Matilda said very seriously. "He also wants me to tell you a word: in the country In front of our interests, we are Cecil and Tiffon. In the face of this world, we are all human beings. This world is not safe. At least you understand that. "

Gao Wen's movement paused slightly.

After a moment, he smiled and said lightly: "We have built a magnificent wall together. At the border of Gondor wasteland, I spoke briefly with your father.

"So I can feel that his vision is longer than most people of this era.

"I'm glad he brought you this sentence, you can tell him that the fate of all of us is on this continent, and under this premise, Cecil is happy to work with Tiefon to create a peace and prosperity New era. "

The words fell, and Gao Wen had raised his wine glass.

Matilda smiled and raised her glass in her hand.

"Then celebrate ahead of time for this peaceful and prosperous era," she said.

...

After the grand luncheon, the messenger group was arranged to rest in the corresponding area of ​​the Autumn Palace, and Gao Wen returned to his residence.

Instead of going to rest, he came to the study.

Veronica was already waiting here.

"Wright said you have something to ask for me," Gao Wen sat down behind the desk, looking at the "Sister" with platinum scepter in hand, the former leader of the Gondor Rebels, "and I noticed that you had been greeted before and the banquet I looked at the princess Matilda several times-related to her? "

"Yes," Veronica nodded, and said openly, "I felt a little godlike in her, very weak, but it did exist."