Sword of Dawnbreaker

Within the borders of Cecil, in the Southern Eastern Territory, the warm wind swept across the wilderness, bending the tall red pine cabbage and the unnamed tall grasses by the roadside. In the increasingly lush countryside, paths crisscrossed with caravans transporting goods and agricultural machinery speeding along the main roads. The towering Magic Nexus Tower pointed towards the blue sky at the edge of the farmland, its constant magic nourishing all the Magic-Guide Devices in the vast area. Under the tower, the Projection Crystal broadcasted real-time time, weather, magic radiation, and imperial decree updates. Meanwhile, a Magic Train sped along the charging tracks on the edge of the wilderness, the sound of its passing echoing far across the plains.

Gawain sat in his designated seat, watching the scene outside the window, feeling slightly relaxed—he was finally back on Cecil’s land, back in the country he built with his own hands, bringing him a sense of indescribable reassurance. Opposite him, the Silver Empress was gazing curiously out the window, while the high-ranking maid named ”Yilian” sat beside the Silver Empress.

After the 112th summit, the Silver Empress did not return south with the Elven Delegation; instead, she accompanied Gawain to Cecil. She naturally responded to the special ”invitation,” but in the publicly announced news, her visit aimed at ”engaging in further exchanges regarding technology sharing with the Cecil Empire” as a state visit.

”What a beautiful view... though it doesn’t have the dense vitality and utmost abundance of our great forest, it emits a different kind of vibrant energy from this land... I can even feel the deep emotions accumulated by those who built this land,” Belsetia finally withdrew her gaze from the window, her tone tinged with amazement, ”This feeling reminds me of those pioneering cities from centuries ago... in recent centuries, I have rarely felt similar auras.”

Gawain couldn’t help but laugh. He knew Belsetia wasn’t merely offering compliments nor poetically describing things; she was straightforwardly expressing her genuine feelings—elves possess a different sensory method and neural structure compared to humans, allowing them to ”see” or ”hear” things other races can’t perceive. In their sensory system, collective emotions and memories left by life on the land are as evident and natural as colors and smells. If the Silver Empress says she senses these things on this land, then they undoubtedly exist.

He said: ”After the war, many regions experienced arduous reconstruction. The Southern Eastern Territory’s line isn’t even the one with the most reconstruction projects. The one with the most drastic change would be the eastern wing of the Plains of the Holy Spirits—a complete transformation. Soldrin once said that the entire land seems to ’glow with a bright, vibrant light.’ Although I can’t see what kind of light that is, I can certainly feel it.”

”I’m eagerly looking forward to the trip to the Plains of the Holy Spirits. I have long yearned for the legendary ’Sorin Giant Tree,’” Belsetia said earnestly, ”Is it like here, with those tall Magic-Guide Devices visible everywhere?”

”...If you follow the railroad lines or riverbanks, you’ll see many of them. But in reality, most of the empire’s other lands are still relatively underdeveloped,” Gawain thought for a moment and then spoke frankly, ”Although we have advanced Magic Guide Technology, construction has to proceed step by step. The places where modern transportation can reach are relatively prosperous, while other areas still need considerable effort.”

”...In most countries, the cities directly connected to the main roads being prosperous and wealthy is sufficient,” Belsetia said lightly. Outside the window beside her, a newly built village was slowly receding into the distance, the sunlight reflecting off its new rooftops, glinting vivaciously, ”Even Typhon isn’t an exception in this regard... You seem intent on extending the Magic Web and Magic-Guide Machinery to every village and town, quite an ambition.”

”It’s not so much an ambition as I consider it a reasonable goal to lift all people out of poverty and ignorance,” Gawain said, then casually shifted the topic, ”Speaking of the Magic Guide Technology’s proliferation... I am a bit curious about the application of the ’Magic Web’ and rune logic in the Silver Empire... I’ve heard you’ve succeeded in repairing the anti-gravity engine of the Sacred Stars Temple?”