The first alliance teams to support Tallond will continue to carry out a year-long rotating mission on the northern continent until the next batch of aid forces handed over to them. However, before that, the military personnel responsible for escorting and early handover work had completed their tasks and returned to North Port on the northern border of the Cecil Empire today. After several days of separation, Byron, a big and thick guy, couldn't help but sigh.

Since the human kingdoms lost the protection of the Storm Church and were blocked on this continent by the endless sea seven hundred years ago, mortal ships have finally truly challenged this endless sea again. They crossed the cold ice ocean and visited the continent far beyond the territory of human civilization and returned safely. This feat will definitely be recorded in history.

"I have really encountered such a thing that will be recorded in history for years," Standing on the edge of the upper deck, Byron couldn't help but shook his head, "I'm all looking forward to what kind of scene it would be like for my name to appear in the school textbook..."

"Don't worry, the students who study history will definitely see you scold you once," the adjutant's voice came from the side, and the emperor in naval uniform had a pleasant smile on his face, "because they had to recite the full text of the sea breeze you blew on the wasteland of Tallond for several days - and also recite the many historical events you participated in elsewhere."

Byron turned his head and looked at the guy who followed him from the southern border to the present, and raised his eyebrows: "Stand at attention! Turn back!"

The adjutant subconsciously stood up straight and turned backwards. Byron then kicked the guy in the ass: "If you have the skills of this nonsense, why don't you hurry up and hand over the login!!"

The adjutant twisted his body, only letting Byron's toes rub against the edge of his uniform, then shouted "Yes, sir", and ran down the deck with laughter. Byron curled his lips indifferently, retracted his legs and looked up at the sky - the red armored dragon hovering at a high altitude had gradually decreased, and the whistling sound of the giant wings cutting through the air came into the ears of the crew of the cold winter. After a series of slowing down and aiming, she finally descended to the upper deck of the battleship, and let out a low roar when she was still dozens of meters away from the ship, her whole body was shrouded in a layer of changing light.

With a loud "bang", the red-haired dragon seal witch condensed from the light and landed straight on the deck not far behind Byron. She knelt on one knee in a very neat and neat posture and slowly stood up. The heat generated by the aftermath of the magic power spread from her side, and the slightly twisted hot curtain outlined the tall and slightly wild outline of Asharena.

Byron frowned and watched the scene not far away. After Asharena got up, she finally couldn't help but mutter: "Can you jump closer next time when you land? You jump down a few dozen meters every time..."

"Are you underestimating the physical fitness of the Dragonborn?" Ashalina waved her hand indifferently as she walked out of the hot curtain. "This height will not even be injured by an extraordinary knight like you, let alone me. I jumped down from a higher place when I was a child."

"No, I mean you don't smash my deck," Byron looked at the place where Asharena landed just now, "Do you know how much it will cost to fix it if you smash a hole, let alone write a report when I go back..."

Asarena: “…”

"What does your look mean?" Byron looked at Asarena and felt a little pressure from the other person's eyes inexplicably. "I didn't say I asked you to spend this money - mainly because I don't want to write a report to explain why there is a footprint on the deck..."

"It makes sense that you can't get married for so many years," the Dragon Seal Witch rolled his eyes slightly, waved his hands and walked towards the ladder on the edge of the deck. "It's not entirely because you're rough and don't shave."

Byron was stunned for a moment, and saw the red-haired dragon-born lady who had crossed her and walked to the edge of the deck. He finally reacted and immediately walked towards the other side with dissatisfaction: "You said I was rough and I recognized it. After all, this is an advantage, but you evaluate my beard. This is wrong. Do you know how much energy I usually spend on modifying these beards... Hey, don't go so fast, do you know how to go?"

"I can see clearly from the sky, at least I can see the structure on the deck," Asharena said as she suddenly stopped, turning her head to look at the middle-aged knight who almost hit her because she couldn't brake. "Instead of discussing this, why not talk about your next arrangement. Do you want to rest here for a while? Or just go back to your home in the South?"

Byron stopped, thought for a while and spoke: "The superior's transfer order has been received, and the follow-up arrangements for Beigang and the Han Winter have been made long ago. The rotating captain and the second adjutant will take over the matter here. I am going to return to the southern border directly."

Asarena looked at him: "How are you going back? Take the magic train? Or the 'cloud-bottom' transport plane?"

"Uh... it's better to be a train, it's quite fast," Byron grabbed his hair. "I'm not very interested in aircraft, and to be honest, it's far less comfortable to sit on a spacious train... What are you asking about this?"

"Oh? Are you just 'not interested' in the aircraft?" Ashalina seemed to have not noticed Byron's last question. She just raised her eyebrows slightly, and her expression showed an interesting look. "Do you want to experience a convenient mode of transportation than your existing trains and aircraft?"

Byron didn't react at first, and was still thinking about what could be more convenient in this place than the "cloud bottom" transport plane and magic train, but soon he noticed the strange smile of the Dragonborn lady in front of him and the eyes that had turned into dark red vertical pupils. He shuddered and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, I think it's a more traditional way of transportation..."

"The new things like magic trains are not considered traditional," Asarena slapped Byron on the shoulder, carrying the powerful power of the dragon descendants. "Let's relax, 'Captain' - fly and experience this kind of thing, one after another, two after another..."

...

The wind in late autumn has already seemed quite cold, especially in the wilderness in the northern region. The wind full of coldness swept across the unobstructed plains and the withered branches of plants and trees, making people more clearly realize that the lush summer had long passed, and the bleak autumn days and the cold winter that will soon arrive are accelerating their pace to approach this world.

On the northern border of the Tifeng Empire and the Cecil Empire, the center of the traditional "buffer area" between the two countries, the towering castle stands on the rocky high ground. The city walls that have not experienced much wind and frost are still as neat and bright as when it was just built a few years ago. The cold wind from the plains swept up sandstorms and fallen leaves, beating on the gray-white exterior wall of the Chateau Castle, and rolling up three flags flying over the castle, making them roar in the wind.

Cecil, Tifon, Alliance, and the three flags represent the role this castle built in the name of "peace" now assumes. Under the flag is a huge engineering fleet, material fleet, technicians, logistics troops, and senior technicians from the two major human empires.

Windsor Mapel stood on the wall of the main entrance of the Johor Fort, and her eyes looked at the open wilderness outside the castle. On the land where the representatives of the two countries had walked, a large area of ​​temporary camps had risen from the ground. The engineering mage from Tifeng and the mechanized construction team from Cecil each showed the highest efficiency, and made the barracks and walls rise up at a competitive speed, and built temporary hardened roads between various facilities. Further away, two broad roads could be seen extending east-west directions, one pointed to the Changfeng Fortress and the other pointed to the distant Winter Wolf Castle.

The president of the Royal Mage Society withdrew his gaze, and almost at the same time, a sound of footsteps appeared on the nearby city wall. She looked up and couldn't help but smile on her face.

The old magician in a black robe was walking towards this side slowly, his hunched and old body was still steady in the wind, and a young black-haired female wizard followed behind the old magician, as if he was following the young birds.

"Teacher," Windsor Mapel took the initiative to move forward, just like any time in the past, she never considered her current status as a "president" and the identity of a legendary strongman in front of her teacher. "How did you personally go up to the wall?"

"I am not a weak old man who needs to be well protected in a warm room," said the old wizard Daniel lightly. "Your Majesty sent me here to work with you to ensure the progress of the project, not to let me drink tea and read newspapers in the room every day."

"You said," Windsor Mapel smiled. Although the tone of the mentor was still quite dull when he spoke to her, it was obvious that this daily conversation was more than a little better than the cold and opposing state when the master and apprentice broke up. She was quite satisfied with this progress. "Your Majesty attaches great importance to this joint project, and with you here to take charge, this is much more reassuring."

Daniel waved his hand casually, then raised his head and looked at the construction site outside the castle, and asked casually: "How is the current progress?"

"The planned engineering team has been fully entered, including Typhon and Cecil. The technicians have been in place for 90%. The supply of materials is sufficient, the roads between the camp and the rear are smooth, and basic communication facilities, living facilities, warehousing facilities, etc. have been built," Windsor nodded and said in a good mood. "The next step is that Cecil will establish a total of eight large energy stations around the Contracting Fort, and use their most advanced stacked magic network to ensure the huge energy supply during the door opening process. The connection between the energy station and the main facility will be carried out simultaneously through wireless transmission magic obelisks and physical energy rails to maximize the security and stability of the energy supply.

"As for our side, the facilities outside the city are generally to provide remote monitoring, and our main project is inside the castle. According to the plan, we will set up focus devices and constraint rings required to open the door in the main hall of the Contracting Fortress, and at the same time, we need to remove some existing walls to accommodate excessive cooling and waste energy release devices. In order to ensure that the strength of the main building does not decrease, the engineering team also needs to build some new support structures and walls at the same time.

"The mages also need to carry out super-large enchantment work on the entire facility. Enchantment mainly includes three parts, one is used to enhance the strength of the facility, needless to say; the second part is used to purify the elemental environment to minimize the interference of the natural magic in the environment on the "pure arcane energy". This is the requirement put forward by the technicians of Cecil. It is very reasonable and we will cooperate with it; the third part is to set up the "mental protection runes" near the main hall - you should have seen them in the information. It is said that it is a blessing power from the deep sea, a gift from the Siren to the Alliance, and His Majesty highly recognizes it..."

Listening to Windsor's careful and serious story, Daniel couldn't help but smile: "Yes, of course I've seen them. They are incredible things, and they are very effective in protecting against spiritual pollution from the gods."

"That's true. According to one of the plans, if pollution really occurs during the opening process of the door, the rune system set up on the site and the "anti-divine barrier" brought by the Cecils will immediately have an effect. Suppressing and blocking pollution can at least give us time to evacuate the site and blow up the portal," Windsor nodded, "This entire enchanting project will be carried out simultaneously with the construction of the main device. We expect to set up up to tens of thousands of enchanting nodes..."

"It sounds not easy." Daniel said lightly.

"Yes, it's very difficult - this is not enchanting sword armor, nor is it creating a magic secret room. This time we are going to enchant a whole castle and turn it into a veritable 'magic product'. Its scale is unprecedented," Windsor said solemnly, and at the end he showed a confident smile, "But I am very confident. The entire system was designed by me personally and performed many deductions. The Cecils also used their 'neural network calculation' technology to simulate and verify it, and confirmed that its efficiency is more than 98%. According to the results of previous arguments by scholars, as long as the efficiency of the enchantment system can exceed 90%, it can provide sufficient protection for the entire process..."

Windsor proudly described her design, which made Daniel recall some pictures of the past in a trance, recalling the talented apprentice who had been excited to show herself every progress and every thought in the field of magic... She could always come up with something that could shock people around her, and in almost a few years, the things she took out had reached a level that she could not control...

Many years ago, this was the biggest obstacle in his heart.

"Windsor, you are really talented in this regard." Daniel said with a plain expression.

Windsor finally stopped, she was a little embarrassed and upset: "Uh, sorry, mentor, I just..."

"This is a good thing," Daniel laughed, "we do need your talent now."

Windsor looked at Daniel with some surprise, but the old mage's attention had shifted to another place. He looked at the castle atrium inside the city wall, his eyes fell under a Cecil flag, and he said casually: "Is that the technical officer of Cecil who has arrived?"

"Yes, the technical officer of Cecil is a few days later than us. He just arrived in Johor Fort today," Windsor Mapel nodded, "We should go and visit."
Chapter completed!