Sir Gorosh looked at the Dragon Seal Witch, who had suddenly had a strange expression beside him, and couldn't help asking, "Ms. Ashalena, is there any problem?"

The red-haired Asarena frowned slightly, woke up from a brief moment of daze, and then whispered: "No... I should have read it wrong. I thought I saw an acquaintance, but how could it be... and the appearance was different..."

As she said, she shook her head: "Don't care, let's continue."

"This new Cecil Empire is indeed a little different from 'Ansu'..." Sir Golosh did not doubt it, but looked up at the strange metallic equipment on the city wall not far away, the crystals floating above certain mechanical devices, and the deep blue curtains drooping from the city wall to the ground - the curtain depicts the emblem of the Cecil Empire, shining brightly in the sun, and all of this brought a completely different momentum from the dull Ansu in the past. "The kingdom of mankind changes so quickly."

"Everything is full of change," Asharena said casually, "not like Dragon Fort - only stones that remain unchanged for thousands of years and old guys who are more stubborn than stones."

The dragon descendants entered the city.

These visitors from the extreme north, riding gray-white pack beasts taller than war horses, wearing armor or hoodies different from the human world, carrying white flags depicting the beasts on the side of the dragon, and stepped into the human city in a solemn atmosphere. The soldiers of the Cecil Empire stood on the towering walls, and also watched these guests from the north come to the Duchess of Victoria and General Byron with solemn momentum.

According to the agreed etiquette, the Dragonborn team stopped at the outer edge of the square. Then the ambassador and consultant left the mount and led the attendant to the host. Byron and Victoria led the officials of the Government Affairs Office to greet them. The two sides held a ceremony to exchange documents under the solemn imperial flag.

Although the person in charge of the response was Byron, the most important negotiators in the entire process were Victoria, who was more familiar with the situation in the north and several consultants present. The Duke of the North, wearing a white long skirt and a short ferret cloak, first met the middle-aged man with a calm temperament: "Sir Gorosh, in the name of Emperor Cecil and this land, welcome your arrival."

"Dude Victoria, I'm glad to have such a special opportunity to visit a country of equal greatness," Sir Golos smiled, "I believe this will be an unforgettable journey."

The dragon descendants did not have much red tape. The new Cecil Empire also pursued simplicity and efficiency. The first contact between the two sides quickly completed the process. Then Victoria turned around and looked at Byron beside her: "General Byron, you... Hum? General Byron?"

Byron's expression was stiff at some point, and his eyes looked at a red-haired woman among the dragon descendants with a strange look. This was undoubtedly a rude move. Seeing this, Victoria couldn't help but whisper and reminded: "General Byron, please pay attention..."

"Ilaina?" Byron had already spoken subconsciously, "It's you?"

The red-haired dragon-born woman spoke almost at the same time as Byron: "Are you really Byron? You... wait, who is Elaine?"

Byron's expression changed after hearing the other party's voice. It seemed that something incredible was confirmed. However, after hearing the other party's replies in the second half, his surprise and surprise that had not yet fully emerged became embarrassed and shocked: "Uh... aren't your name Ilaina..."

Victoria Bingxue next to her was smart, and she quickly remembered the conversation with Byron before and sorted out everything. At this time, she couldn't help but turn her head slightly, and even almost wanted to hold her forehead with her hands.

Byron also quickly realized what he had made a mistake and quickly explained: "I may have remembered it wrong, after all, it has been twenty years - Eliza?"

The red-haired dragon's expression became more and more strange: "Who is Eliza?"

Byron: “…”

The atmosphere quickly slipped in an unexpected direction. Before this important meeting was completely screwed up, Sir Golos finally stood up to remedy it: "This is the Dragon Seal Witch from Dragon Fort, Ms. Asharena, who had traveled in the human world and was the consultant of our trip. It seems that a wonderful fate arranged a long separation reunion today?"

The red-haired dragon-born woman folded her hands on her waist and abdomen, and looked at Byron without any expression: "The pseudonym I used back then was Shana."

Byron also quickly adjusted his posture. After standing up straight, he coughed softly to cover up his embarrassment and said calmly: "... Look, I remember at least one syllable..."

Asarena: “…”

"Let's go back to the castle first," Victoria's voice came from the side, saving everyone on the scene like a heavenly sound. "You can't let the guests wait here for too long."

Everyone immediately agreed.

The brief accident in the square seemed to have turned into a small episode, and the subsequent process finally came to an end under relatively smooth conditions. Then, guests from the Duchy of Holy Dragon came to the castle hall of Wind Shield Fortress led by Victoria and others.

The thick walls and the shield surrounding the castle blocked the cold wind. The rich banquet had been set up, and the previous interlude in the square continued again in the light music echoing in the hall.

After the formal ceremony process, the dragon descendants and the Cecils began to chat, and some people's private affairs could be discussed well.

In the banquet hall, Byron and Ashalina stared at each other with big eyes. The incredible coincidence arrangement made the two parties not know where to start the topic. Victoria, who also lamented the wonderful fate, spoke out and broke the silence: "General Byron, is this really the 'female swordsman' you remember?"

"... That's right," Byron touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassedly. "Her appearance has not changed at all from that time. I recognized it at a glance-but I couldn't believe my eyes."

"You look very different from twenty years ago," Asharena said casually, "I thought it was my own illusion at first."

"It's been twenty years," Byron shrugged, "and I'm a human."

Asarena pursed her lips and glanced at Byron several times before she couldn't help but say, "...It's really you... But how could this be... You are obviously just a small mercenary commander in the southern border, now... the Imperial General? What happened in the past twenty years?"

"I sometimes feel that it's like a dream," Byron smiled and shook his head, "It's you, ah... well, Ashalena, what's wrong with you?"

"Is it difficult to understand?" Ashalina looked down at herself, with a smile on her face, "Sorry, I did cheat you back then. My hometown is not Kazaboro in the north, but Dragon Fortress in the Duchy of Holy Dragons. I am a dragon descendant - but this identity is somewhat troublesome after the human world is revealed."

"It's Cazaberre," Byron corrected immediately, then looked at Victoria on the side with a strange look, "So, I remember this place name correctly, she said it wrong..."

Victoria suddenly felt a little tired and said almost sighing: "But you remembered the name wrong."

"Is Cazaberre?" Asarena opened her eyes wide in surprise, then shook her head, "I always thought it was called Cazaberre, but it turned out that she was wrong... but no one saw it through?"

"Twenty years ago... it was a closed era," Byron sighed, then looked at the red-haired dragon descendants in front of him with a slightly strange look. "So, you didn't die back then, fell off the cliff..."

"Didn't you find my body?" Asarena waved her hand, "that cliff is much more 'cute' than Longyue Cliff."

"So you suddenly left because you were going to return to the Duchy of Holy Dragon?"

"Otherwise?" Asarena smiled, "I ran out secretly, but I can't run away secretly for the rest of my life. When the news of my father being seriously ill came, I had to 'say goodbye' to you in that way. Sorry, Byron... Commander, I was also very young at that time."

"To be honest, if it weren't for twenty years, I'd be afraid I would have fought with you," Byron glanced at the dragon descended. "You're a little too big of a joke."

"...What are the companions of the past doing now?" After a moment of silence, Asarena shook the wine glass in her hand, and watched the liquid surface ripples in the crystal container, and asked casually, "You have become the Imperial General, and the others... should be doing well, right?"

"...all are gone, a few years after you left...all have passed."

The two old acquaintances suddenly fell into silence.

Twenty years of time have brought everyone to a different path. The unexpected reunion twenty years later cannot bring any miracles of fate - it only brings amazing coincidences and gives the parties an opportunity to recall the past. After recalling, they only leave a hint of sigh.

Asarena picked up the wine glass, drank the remaining liquid in one go, and sighed softly: "The wine in the human world is still so bland, but this taste that has not been tasted in twenty years... I will taste it again and it feels pretty good."

Byron smiled: "Don't sigh for the illusion. We were so poor twenty years ago, how could we have drunk this kind of good wine?"

"That's true," Asarena smiled, "I just didn't expect that my travels in the human world would make me a member of the mission today, and the person who greeted us was the 'captain' more than 20 years ago... This might be a good start."

She raised her eyelids and looked at the middle-aged knight standing in front of her, wearing a straight officer's gown, a ribbon and a medal.

The human world is getting so fast, and the nobles twenty years ago... were not dressed like this.

"Tell me now," she said with a smile, "How have you been in the last few years?"

Pea's face appeared in Byron's mind. The knight, who was nearly fifty years old, couldn't help but show a smile mixed with joy and peace of mind. He nodded: "My daughter can call her dad..."

...

"Ah Yeh--"

Pea, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly sneezes, which scared Pittman, Carmier and others who were debugging the equipment next to her.

"Have you caught a cold?" Pitman subconsciously reached out and touched Pea's forehead, "It seems that he didn't have a fever..."

"It's okay, I just suddenly itchy nose," Pea shook her head left and right, and a synthesized voice came from the speaker. "I don't know if my father saw the messenger of the Holy Dragon Principality. It seems that the time is about to be almost done... I hope he can be serious at least in formal occasions, and don't always look unreliable... Alas, although the Grand Consul of Victoria is also there... Oh, by the way, Grandpa Pitman, do you have a magic network terminal that can be directly connected to the North? Wait a minute..."

"Stop and stop--" Pittman's head hurt before Pea finished speaking, and quickly waved his hand to interrupt the girl who had been fond of misunderstandings recently. "Don't be too nervous, the Duke of North will definitely deal with everything. As for you, it's better to be more attentive now."

"Oh." Pea flattened her mouth and sat down honestly on the chair, allowing the technicians to fiddle with the metal device connecting her back neck from behind, and could not help but move her neck when she felt itchy occasionally.

"It's good," Carmier was watching the movement of nerve thorns, with a light blue ray flowing on his body. "This is the last check, pea, congratulations, you can use this thing in the future. Of course, given that this is still a new technology, you still have to pay attention to its normal state. If you encounter abnormal situations, come to us in time."

"Don't worry, I'll remember it~~" Pea jumped off the chair and said in a light tone. Then her eyes swept around the laboratory and subconsciously landed on another chair in the test area next to her - there was also a tester with a nerve thorn behind her head, but unlike her, she was a man wearing a white robe of a researcher and looked like a professional technician.

"Is he testing the nerve thorns too?" Pea looked over and asked curiously.

Carmire came to Pea and heard a gentle and pleasant sound from his light blue arcane body:
Chapter completed!