In terms of personal feelings, Gao Wen regards Melita as a friend, and also has a natural kindness and admiration for the brilliant dragon civilization. However, he cannot make decisions only as the ruler of an empire from a personal perspective. He must ensure that every wealth created by the citizens is used in the right place.

Now that Tallongde is in trouble, Melita and other messengers have not officially asked for help, it is a matter of time sooner or later. Gauven can certainly provide assistance, but there must be equal returns, political returns, technological returns, economic or resource returns, and even simple humanitarian benefits, all of which must be taken into account.

It was also after comprehensively considering all aspects that Gao Wen finally believed that aiding Tallongde would be an investment with amazing potential returns.

The centipede worm dies without being stagnant. Even if the Tallond civilization, which once glorious once fell on this planet, is a treasure house. Even if it does not consider the ancient technology buried in the wasteland and the wealth that the dragons have accumulated so far, the dragons themselves are a force that cannot be ignored for the mortals on this planet, and the opportunity to help these powerful creatures... is once a lifetime.

Gao Wen sat on the sofa, thinking seriously about the significance behind this matter and the necessary measure when taking various actions. Rebecca looked at the expression of his ancestor curiously. After a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "Ancestor, what are you thinking?"

Gao Wen glanced at the girl and smiled on his face: "I just thought about providing assistance to Tallond... It is a once-in-a-lifetime thing to make the dragon bear love."

Hetty, who was beside him, blinked and became active: "Do you need to let the merchants 'activate'? We can purchase a large amount of surplus and even old grains from northern countries in advance, so that before the first harvest season this year, countries will not be able to provide more food to aid Tarlond. We can become the biggest pillar of the dragon country and even provide the only food aid. This will be a monopoly aid. With the dragon clan's tradition of adhering to contract and morality, we will receive the greatest and longest support from Tarlond. This will probably cost a lot of money, but it is always worth it. Compared with the dragon clan's support, those foods are only a small cost."

Herty's exquisite idea made Amber and Rebecca look at her more often, and even Gao Wen showed some surprise eyes, but after a brief thought, the latter shook his head: "To be honest, your idea is indeed quite... to my heart. If it were the case, we could have done this, but now it is not possible."

Hetty was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a moment: "Ah? Why?"

Before Gao Wen could speak, Amber next to him said first: "This is not simple? Times have changed. In the past, Cecil fought alone, but now we have to establish an alliance and formulate a set of rules for everyone to abide by our meat. We can't even leave soup for others. Even going further, we have to leave a portion of meat for others, otherwise things will be done too well. Who else in the world is willing to believe in Cecil's 'consistency of fate'?"

This half-elf said so long that both Gaowen and Hetty were surprised, and the latter widened his eyes: "This is really not like you can say it!"

Amber put her hips on her hips: "What's wrong with it? Isn't it just a matter of forming gangs? I've seen a lot in the slums back then..."

This half-elves said something, but he still deserves a beating with a proud look. Hetty held it in for a long time before he could hold it in and knock out an ice arrow to explode her head. Of course, it was mainly because it was rubbed out and could not hit. After slanting Amber with a calm expression, Hetty's eyes turned back to Gao Wen's face: "Then ancestor, how should we ensure Cecil's initiative in this matter?"

"It's very simple. Although we can't buy food to monopolize aid, we can be the first to stand by and call and organize," Gao Wen laughed, taking this opportunity to teach Hetty what to do in the future international order. "The biggest difference between playing a role in an alliance and being a 'lonely hero' is that your 'voice' can be equated with real power and even resources. As long as you use your prestige and checks and balances to take the lead in doing something, even if you actually don't pay anything, everyone can think that you are the one who gives the most.

"Of course, others are not fools. If we really don't give anything, no matter how great the prestige and voice are, they will gradually fall. Besides, the prototype of the alliance has not been established yet, and we can't say anything about prestige and checks and balances, so real money and silver are still to be poured in. The cost of taking the lead is of course higher than those who "show one point of effort, shout two points, and make a three-point posture", but it is definitely long-term."

Gao Wen spoke patiently, Hedy listened with a serious look on his face, and the latter felt very benefited by a few short sentences of teaching. These were angles she had never considered, but after understanding them, she immediately realized it.

"Okay, these things will be talked about for days and nights," finally, Gao Wen realized that it was too late, so he stopped telling, with a complicated and self-deprecating smile on his face. "He is really an old man, and he started preaching without realizing it."

"Please don't say that, these 'preaching' have benefited me a lot," said Hetty quickly. "Your experience and wisdom are a valuable asset."

"Okay, okay, flatter me, there is no benefit," Gao Wen waved his hand with a smile, then turned around and looked at the dragon egg placed not far away from the sofa. The thing still stood quietly on a grooved base, shining with a light of golden light, with runes flashing on the surface, mysterious patterns looming in the eggshell, Gao Wen's face slowly became strange, "Let's think about how to deal with this thing..."

Gao Wen immediately pulled everyone's attention back to the dragon egg with one sentence. Amber couldn't help but circle around the dragon egg, but still couldn't hold it back: "When it comes to this dragon egg, this thing really has nothing to do with you? You were called by the dragon goddess in the middle of the night, and you didn't know what to talk about in the whole night. Not long after coming back, Tallond sent the dragon egg over and asked you to take care of it... How could this sound like... Oh mom!!"

Amber's second half of the sentence ended with a scream. An ice ball almost as big as her head rubbed against the tip of her ear and flew towards the distance. Hedy had grabbed the staff at some point and was staring at the shame of all things. Gao Wen was still whispering to the side: "Next time you try to push the casting focus down a little..."

Amber's cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Rebecca, who was standing beside him, looked at Sei Se and didn't dare to say anything. The latter finally remembered that he had said almost the same thing not long ago, and at the same time, he vaguely felt that he was owed a beating...

After a moment, Heti finally put away his staff. The butler stared at Rebecca and Amber, then looked at the dragon egg, and then looked at his ancestors: "Did you really decide to hatch it? We are not sure about the true intention of the 'god' to entrust this dragon egg to you... Even if He has no malice, the consequences of this thing after hatching are too unpredictable."

"I understand your concerns, but we have to try it first to know what changes this thing will change in the face of external stimuli," Gao Wen said. "And to be honest... aren't you curious about this?"

Hetty stared at the dragon egg, and after hesitating for a long time, he nodded embarrassedly: "...Indeed, I'm quite curious about what this thing will hatch."

"Arrang a special room for it, maintain a suitable temperature according to the parameters prompted by Melita, and then ask the technicians to set up magic nets and conversion devices in the room," Gao Wen said while thinking, "After that you will arrange for someone to take turns to monitor, and always pay attention to any abnormal changes in this dragon egg."

...

The city of Cecil is still brightly lit under the night, and artificial lights shine on the earth, creating a brilliant city that never sleeps at the foot of this dark mountain range. In a square near the central city, Cassandra was curiously observing this human capital that was completely different from the northern port.

She maintained the form of a sea snake and crawled under the street lights on the edge of the square. The light of the street light shone on her bright scales, with a layer of dreamy light and shadows. Tyr, who was yawning, followed her, arching forward while shaking his head left and right, the latter was forcibly pulled out by Cassandra. After all, the deep-sea witch was not familiar with the city, and she needed a guide, and Tyr was the only fellow tribe in the city.

Cecil citizens who were active nearby would occasionally come to see curious eyes, looking at the two sirens walking in the square, but no one came forward to disturb them in rudely: the city has a wonderful pride and reserve. Although the people living here have a strong curiosity and spirit of exploration, they always maintain a restrained and polite attitude in front of outsiders. Cassandra did not know how this custom was formed, but she still appreciated it.

"I said, you can't wake up?" After Tyre almost fell asleep while walking on the road for the third time, Cassandra finally couldn't help but speak, "When I looked for you in the evening, you said you wanted to take a break. When I looked for you in the evening, you were taking a break. It was almost ten o'clock. You actually told me that you wanted to take a break. Don't you think there is anything wrong?"

Tyre raised his eyelids hard and looked at his fellow tribe whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and said lazy and naturally: "Nonsense, this is all night, of course you have to sleep on time. Go to bed on time at 10 o'clock. Is my schedule unhealthy?"

As early as Anta Vienne, Kassandra knew the name of "Tir the Sleeper", but at this time, she heard the other party's righteous theory and could not help but cover her forehead: "Of course it's okay to sleep at night, but you're awake during the day... I was curious, do you wake up all day?"

Tyr raised his head: "Why aren't there? I'm awake in my sleep!"

Kassandra: “…”

The deep-sea witch shook her head helplessly, and her snake tail was winding and walking towards a night shop not far away. Several citizens who were traveling together at night were passing by the road. Two of them looked at this side curiously, and their eyes fell on Cassandra's tail. Although they quickly smiled politely and withdrew their gazes, Cassandra still noticed these sights, and at the same time recalled the strange gazes that they often encountered since they came to this city today. She frowned and couldn't help looking at her fellow tribe next to her: "Tir, I think it's a bit strange..."

Tyr looked up sleepily: "What's strange?"

"Aren't the Cecils no strangers to siren?" Cassandra pointed to his tail, "but today there seem to be many humans who are surprised when they see me, and they observe my tail with great curiosity..."

"I don't know why," Tyr shrugged indifferently, his long tail bent and walked forward with arches. "Why don't they stare at my tail? So it must be that you have a problem. Okay, go quickly, hurry up, take you to visit the nearby commercial streets and I'll go back to sleep..."

Is it my own problem?

Cassandra thought thoughtfully, then shook her head, raised her body to keep up with Tyre, who had already been arching away. Then she had just crawled two steps and finally noticed the other party's arching tail.

In an instant, the Deep Sea Witch realized the problem.

"Tyr!! Haven't you learned how to crawl normally yet?!" Cassandra shouted, "The Endless Deep Sea, for the sake of the Queen, if you really can't do it, just turn your legs out. Can you walk upright?"

"No, I can't get up and sleep at any time when walking with my legs."

Not far away, Tyr waved his hand and used his own reasons to perfunctory Cassandra's request. The deep-sea witch became angry and shouted angry from afar. Beside them, the nightless city became more noisy and prosperous in the lights.

Human travelers from the northwest city-state kingdom were wandering around the streets, talking about magical techniques and the roar of machines in factories;

The short gray elves walked through the stalls and crowds of night markets, and the tall western orcs and the dark red-skinned Red Valley people strolled on the streets together;

Above the Magic Network broadcasting device not far away, a record program about elves culture is presented in the holographic projection. Several blond and long-eared silver elves stopped under the projection, watching with novel appearances how humans understand the customs rooted in tropical forests;

In the further direction of the port, the northern ships of night sailing had just docked, and a group of young people from the old capital had just landed on this land, carrying passion for the future, and the legendary magic shadow tycoon Philm was their hero.

The sound of wings and buzzing sounds came from the sky, and huge shadows swept over the city. In the navigation lights and flickering beacons, you can vaguely see the outline of the dragon wings. The students from the Duchy of Holy Dragon were trained to fly at night under the guidance of instructors. They wore training for steel wings devices for training, took off from the Imperial Academy, passed through the city to the training camp in the forest on the west side, and completed a two-week spring training camp with the non-commissioned officers.

The best Dragonborn students in each class will receive a brand new set of steel wings for free, and the device will also have a handwritten signature of Princess Rebecca.

On the tower of the high autumn palace, Melita Pernia retracted her gaze toward the sky. She watched the cheerful dragon-born students pass by the sky, and finally a smile appeared on her face.
Chapter completed!