Sword of Dawnbreaker

Chapter 969: Chapter 968: The Beginning of a Turn in the Situation

For half a minute, Gawain quietly looked at Melita, and Melita quietly looked at Gawain.

The former had a face of bewilderment, the latter a face of perplexity.

Eventually, Gawain was the first to react. His mouth twitched slightly, and he subconsciously pointed at Melita’s pale purple long hair: ”Dragons don’t have hair, how is it that you...”

”Our human form is a spell effect, and a spell effect can naturally become anything—I became like this simply because I like it this way,” Melita said with an air of self-evidence, while pointing to the top of her head, ”The dragon form is my true form—I grow scales, where would the hair come from?”

Gawain: ”That... is indeed well-grounded reasoning...”

Melita thought for a moment and kindly added: ”It seems your friend will be disappointed—Talronde won’t have such products and technology, but if you insist, the closest industry we have is scale polishing and dyeing, implantation technology, which is a form of beauty treatment. If your friend doesn’t mind, he might try implanting a layer of scales, with multiple colors to choose from, and his scalp could then be protected from sword slashes...”

Gawain couldn’t detect even a trace of joking on this agent lady’s face—evidently, she was quite serious. However, Gawain himself spun an image in his mind, and a dragon-scaled scalp version of Soldrin appeared, causing him to shiver coldly and shake his head repeatedly: ”Forget it, forget it, he is already... hmm, bright enough.”

Actually, on a second thought, he found Melita’s suggestion had a certain allure. If not considering aesthetics, having an implanted synthetic scale for a bulletproof head indeed has high practical value. A true strong person should not mind this; however, his agreement was useless—importantly Soldrin likely couldn’t accept such a notion...

Realizing that increasingly bizarre associations were forming in his mind, Gawain decided to end this awkward topic.

”We have stayed in Talronde for several days now,” he suddenly said, ”Maybe in a few days, we should leave.”

”So soon?” Melita widened her eyes in surprise, ”You can absolutely stay here for more days—hosting guests is no small affair for Talronde.”

”But the Cecil Clan still cannot operate for long without an emperor present; we have been away from the Loren Continent for too long,” Gawain shook his head, ”The feast must end eventually.”

”The feast must end eventually... an interesting saying. The Cecil Clan often claims their emperor is a master of creating many wonderful sentences, and it seems there’s truth in that,” Melita blinked and said with a smile.

Gawain didn’t need to inquire to know that behind this was inseparable from someone’s secret compiling of the ”Emperor’s Holy Words Collection”...

He coughed lightly, then continued: ”Although already planning to leave, honestly, there are many things I haven’t yet understood... like about the chaotic wave, about the Dragonkin resisting the chaotic wave way, and about the signal we once received... You should remember, I asked you to help investigate whether that mysterious signal was related to Talronde, and now I feel that such a deeply accumulated Talronde should know more secrets behind that signal, but these things... I can’t directly inquire with your god.”

Melita’s expression became slightly serious: ”Because these things easily involve specific technology.”

”One cannot acquire technical or technological knowledge from the gods, and if possible, it’s best not to ask at all,” Gawain nodded, ”I don’t mind inquiring about old histories or secrets irrelevant to human society from the Dragon God, as we can see them as stories, but the chaotic wave and the signal, these things I really dare not ask it.”

”These questions...I also need to apply to my superior to determine whether I can discuss them with you,” Melita hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, ”But there are certain things I can tell you, they are about why Talronde can calmly undergo one chaotic wave after another...”

At this point, she paused and pointed upward.

”You might have already guessed it—Talronde Great Shield, our largest protective barrier. It is key to Dragonkin surviving safely in the chaotic wave.”

Talronde Great Shield...

Gawain subconsciously pinched his brow; this was indeed a thought he had before. He considered that Dragonkin’s technology to resist the chaotic wave must relate to that shield, yet this could not explain one issue—