Cecil 3 years, the 15th month of recovery, Resurrection Festival.

The crucial international conference was finally scheduled for the sixth day after the Recovery Festival holiday. The approaching meeting date also made this year's Recovery Festival seem to have a different meaning. From the beginning of this month, government affairs departments at all levels began to promote all aspects, explaining to the citizens the upcoming major events that will happen internationally and the role that the empire plays in this matter in an easy-to-understand way, so that even the least informed people knew about this event, while the slightly poetic people linked the meeting with the Recovery Moon and developed some beautiful expectations for the future.

As the master Mr. Goldwin Orlando said in an issue of the newspaper - the world is about to end the history of separation and distantness, and people who should have joined hands will truly unite this spring. This is the first ray of sunshine after the end of the cold winter, as warm as this spring.

At the same time, as the meeting time approaches, this year's Recovery Festival in Cecil City has undergone some other changes from previous years - more foreign faces appear in the city, bringing more news about foreign lands.

In fact, Cecil City has always been a shortage of foreign faces. As the world's first magical city and the world's first open and international city, Cecil City's outstanding technology treasure house and incredible business order have always attracted guests with keen eyes and smell. There are always a steady stream of tourists from afar who seek knowledge and money. Especially after the completion of several main railways of the empire, the travel cost of foreign visitors entering Cecil was greatly reduced, so that the gray elf merchants, who were originally very rare in the southern region, have become frequent visitors to the imperial capital. So it can be said that all kinds of foreigners are one of the characteristics of Cecil's imperial capital.

What’s different about this year’s Recovery Festival from previous years is that some more distant guests appeared in the city.

In the central city, shopping streets are decorated with lights and colorful curtains and various neon lights to decorate their shops and streets. Various symbolic things that celebrate the warm spring and the blooming of flowers and pray for a year of prosperity are hung on the lamp poles by the roadside and the exterior walls of the buildings, making the atmosphere of tradition and modernity wonderfully blend together. The children run around the street happily, and the noise spreads throughout the streets.

A pair of light yellow eyes, like cats, flashed under the white hood, and observed this incredible human city with interest. The faces around the eyes were covered with fine and soft brown and white fluff. Under the fluff was a rough and soft female face. After seeing a street "magic" shoot a series of colorful light bullets into the sky, which attracted the cheers of the children around them, this face that combines the dual characteristics of cats and human women could not help but show a somewhat surprised expression, and the cat-like vertical pupils also widened a little.

"This is incredible," a slightly hoarse voice came from under the hood. "Wenna, I didn't expect that there would be more mages in the human world to this extent--and even stand on the street to perform magic missiles for the children."

A petite figure like a child stood beside the "Fat Lady". Hearing the words, he tried hard to raise his head and looked at the "childhood playmate" who was almost two meters tall beside him: "Camilla, you're wrong - that's not a mage. He is probably an artist invited by a shop next to him, or even a staff member in the shop. That's not a real magic, it's just a low-power light bomb released by the magic terminal."

While speaking, the petite lady, Wenna Baizhi, the leader of the gray elf, shook her head: "There are no more mages in the Cecil Empire than us. Even if our witch doctor priests are included, Cecil's number of mages is not as good as Agure, but their magic skills are very developed. Every person holding a magic terminal is at least equivalent to a mage apprentice or a low-level mage. Of course, it is said that the mage group in Tifeng is very large, and there may be magicians performing on the street there..."

The tall "Fox Lady" called Camilla showed a look of surprise on her face: "You know a lot - didn't you say that the gray elves used to only deal with the Cecils in the Western Region, and were not clear about the overall situation of the human empire? But I think you even know a lot about the Talents."

Wenna Baizhi sighed after hearing this: "Oh, I really haven't dealt with the humans in the east, but don't forget that Meili is studying in this city - she wrote dozens of kilograms of letters to me in the second half of last year... You can never imagine how detailed the words in those letters are. I can even piece together the wear marks on the surface of each floor tiles in this city..."

Camilla suddenly showed shock and admiration, and great suspicion: "You are serious? Then you can fight me..."

Wenna was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the orc leader in front of her helplessly: "Camilla... Has anyone ever told you that your sense of humor is a problem?"

Camilla looked serious: "No, my sense of humor is very powerful among the orcs - the tribesmen all called me the "humorous and cheerful queen."

Wenna: "...you say that's it."

Camilla felt a little confused, but she did not feel any signs of anger from her friend's attitude, so she quickly shook her head disregardlessly, and said casually: "Wouldn't we go and see Meli today? I haven't seen that child for a long time. The last time I saw her was at the ceremony of the Ancestor Peak, and she was so tall at that time..."

The orc leader bent down and gestured, but soon found that the height was still not enough, so he simply squatted down: "...it's probably so high."

"It's almost OK, it's almost OK," Wenna immediately glared at the other party, "Stella is taller than that!"

"Sorry, I can't tell the difference," Camilla squatted on the ground, looking at Wenna, "After that being said, aren't we really going to see her?"

"Let's go tomorrow, and today we will still meet Princess Heti. Although we are not a formal state visit here, the mission will eventually stay in Cecil City," Wenna shook her head, her eyes crossed Camilla's soft fluffy face, looking at the streets in the distance. In her vision, there was a dazzling picture playing over the broadcasting device at the end of the street. The general content seemed to be introducing the international conference to be held at the outpost of the Silver Empire 112, and the foreign races to be attended. She saw the faces of the gray elf, as well as tall orcs and short dwarves. "I heard that the missions of the dwarves also arrived in this city, but they were not in the same area as us."

"That Elf Outpost is located on the boundary of wasteland. To go to the outpost, you have to pass through human land - this city is the only traffic node in the northern part of the mainland that meets the conditions. As long as the messengers in the north and the west are normal, they will definitely gather and turn around in this city. After all, taking a magic train is easier than trekking in the wilderness," Camilla said, suddenly as if she had noticed something, and her eyes swept around, "Wenna, why do some passers-by look at us both curiously?"

"They are looking at you," Wenna glanced at her friend. "Orcs don't often appear in the human world - especially after crossing the Holy Spirit Plain, orcs like you are rarer than grey elves."

Camilla suddenly looked surprised, and at the same time subconsciously pulled her hood: "What! Has my disguise been discovered? How did they see it?"

Wenna looked helplessly behind Camilla: "You have been shaking your tail outside for a long time - don't you feel chill?"

"So that's how it is!"

...

In the eastern part of the city, in the industrial area, a construction site is under construction busy, and huge magic machinery is roaring. In this warmer season, seize the time to catch up on the construction progress delayed by winter. Although the festive atmosphere is already strong, for Cecil, which is developing rapidly, many projects in this city will not completely stop operating due to holidays.

Short and strong, with yellow beard and messy hair, and wearing a black light armor, Palamo Heigang stood in the open space beside the road, staring at the huge mechanical grabbing, as if he was holding up a ball of cotton, and easily moved the heavy steel and earth to the reservation position. The dwarf messenger from Forge City's face turned red with excitement, and hit the shoulders of his companions beside him with his thick arms: "Hi! Paladin!! The strength of this thing seems to be greater than our rune stone giant! No wonder you are thinking about understanding the magical techniques of the Cecils and introducing them into Forge City-I was convinced by you, and I will go back and speak to His Majesty Morton with you!"

"You were convinced by the facts, not me," Paladin Huishanyan, who was also short and strong, with a gray beard and hair, said in a rough voice, his voice as if the thunder in the mountains. He looked at the heavy-moving machinery and his eyes were also excited. "I saw their mechanical ships in Baiyu Port. At that time, I knew that these powerful things would sooner or later change the world - look at these steels, look at these stones, and look at the machine beasts. There are occasions everywhere in our iron stone hills and Forge Mountains that can make those beasts work... The only pity is that these things seem to be cheap."

"Yes, it's not cheap. There are many good things in this world, but they all clearly marked the price - the Cecilian machines and potions, the ores and crystals in the eastern part of the mainland, the elves' raw materials and rare woods. The guys who don't leave their homes in the forge city can't imagine how much these things will cost," said Balamo Heigang, and after a brief thought, he showed a serious expression. "But if you follow the promise made by His Majesty Gowen Cecil, the trade costs between countries will drop significantly after becoming a member of the alliance, and many things that were originally listed as restricted exports will be opened. In addition, the restart and opening up of the South and North Ring Road routes, the transportation costs of bulk trade goods will become very cheap."

"If all these promises can be fulfilled," Paladin Huishanyan muttered, "to open up the South and North Ring Road Mainland routes... The former mainland route lasted only a short time, but the glory at that time remained in the history books. It was an exciting era... It is indeed a feat to make the mainland route reappear in the world today, but I don't think much of it."

"Is that?" said Barramo Heigang casually, "this thing is good for everyone."

"Yes, it's good for everyone - because no one can use the ocean sailing at this time, but this is another matter for the two human empires. Connecting the routes to the mainland means that not only Cecil, but even the Tifeng Empire must open its own ports and routes, and complete docking with the Cecilian route system - I have no doubt that those mechanical ships have the ability to run around the entire continent, but the premise is that the Tifeng people can really accept the conditions of the Cecilians. After all, as far as we know, Tifeng's national strength is now greatly hit, and it is even less capable of building a few more new ships. If they open the route at this time, the dominance of the entire continental route will undoubtedly fall completely in the hands of Cecil... In the future, the Tifeng people will be relieved if they want to compete for their share in the ocean again, it will not be so easy."

"The biggest regret is not that you cannot get the treasure, but that you were able to return with a full load, but you were unable to intervene for a while, resulting in a missed encounter... The truth in the mountains is also useful on the sea," Barramo shook his head, and then looked at his partner a little surprised. "I didn't expect that you have considered this matter so far-reachingly - Tifon and Cecil are thousands of miles away from Forge City."

"But now the whole world is connected. You are here by a magic train. You know that the distance between thousands of mountains will be shortened sooner or later," Paladin Huishanyan spread his hands. "Seldom people in Forge City will turn their attention outside the mountains, but we always need someone to understand the changes in this world. Fortunately, I usually have a lot of free time, at least I can think more about the future than those who only know how to deal with stones all day long."

"The future...the future is not that easy to understand," said Barramo, blew the beard at the corner of his mouth, causing the proud hair to fly. "I feel that my brain has been running enough today. In order to have a good spirit tomorrow, I think we both should have a drink next."

Paladin's eyes lit up immediately: "It's just my wish, and I have a suggestion - don't waste time at any bar. Real good wine will not be placed in those fancy counters. I know there is a place in the city where frost resistance potions are sold, and that's so powerful..."

Barramo cast doubtful eyes: "Frost resistance potion? Are you sure? That thing sounds like some kind of alchemy potion..."

"Believe in my judgment, I have tried it in Baiyu Port. The human alchemist is even more genius than you think." Paladin's eyes were shiny, his voice was like a bell, and his proud look was as if the frost resistance potions were invented by him. "Fifty-two-degree sauce-flavored type - it is said that even the dragons in the north could not reject the beautiful taste in those small bottles!"

Balamo looked at his partner's nostalgic look and did not doubt the other party's judgment on fine wine at all. After dispelling his doubts, he could only sigh: He is indeed Cecil, the capital of human new star, and even a bottle of potion is so extraordinary in this place...

...

When messengers from the north and the west gathered at the transit station in Cecil, near the elves far northeast of the Gondor wasteland, giant eagles from the Silver Empire were also flying through the clear and high blue sky.

The air in the northern region is much colder than in the south. Although the air current at high altitude is blocked by the breeze shield, it seems that there is still a hint of coolness infiltrating in. Persetia Morningstar narrowed her eyes slightly. She shared the vision of the giant eagle, and the elf outpost in the distance had entered her sight.

The shiny antenna installations and streamlined roofs all point to the blue sky, which look slender but unique and beautiful.

A huge group of eagles composed of dozens of giant eagles flew in line between her, looking quite spectacular.

The voice of the pilot elf came from the magic brooch: "Your Majesty, we are approaching the 112 outpost and land in fifteen minutes."

"I understand." Persetia replied simply, her eyes swept across the outpost in the distance.

Cecil is on the west side and Tiphon is on the east side.
Chapter completed!