Sword of Daybreaker

“Just so.”

“Okay, I’m understood.” Gawain ordered nodded, indicating that the topic could end here.

“Perhaps we should talk about some light topics,” Dragon God suddenly smiled, and the tone became as if talking about the weather and daily life, “You and your friends have been visiting Tallond for three days– I believe you have seen a lot of things. Now, I want to hear your opinion.”

“What do I think of Talund?” Gawain raised his eyebrows. “Do you want to hear the truth?”

“If I want to, I can hear countless gorgeous and sweet lies-I want to listen to the truth and hear your heartfelt evaluation of this ‘Foreign Domain Rogue’.”

Gawain looked at each other’s eyes, and in those perfect eyes beyond mortal, he saw a calm and nothingness.

“Abnormality,” he said, “Prosperity but morbidity, advanced and decaying, no life under the noisy and bustling surface.”

Dragon God nodded: “Spicy and direct evaluation.”

“This is what I saw,” Gawain said, “Tallond has been stagnant how many years? Several 100,000 years? A million years? Perhaps only such a long period of stagnation can explain everything I see. At first glance, I saw its prosperity and advancedness, and frankly it even scared me, I almost thought it was an advanced society that only appeared in fantasy-but as I saw its interior, the more More and more dark and desolate things will appear in front of me…

“Tallond is already dead. The dead is in the technological framework that has reached the limit. The dead is in the rigid social structure like stone. The dead is in this…the refuge you call the cradle of eternity” . Frankly speaking, when I looked at Tallond, I even felt like I was looking at a ruin-a ruin that was running automatically.”

Gawain finally said, finally unable to bear with a sigh: “This country is called the Kingdom of the Great Dragon, but Dragon Race seems to have become the most undesirable thing here-whether it is the lower level Talund Citizens, or the so-called upper class citizens, have in fact been decoupled from the development of civilization. This is what I have seen.”

Dragon God has been silent for a long time at this time, even to the point where Gawain began to worry about whether he would throw a cup to call for the five hundred swordsmen to come in, but in the end He spoke, and after a sigh, He revealed A relief-like expression: “You can really make such an assessment, and you really read it seriously.”

“So, I’m just curious now—” Gawain said solemnly, “What is the chain between god and man? How does it work, and how does it trap mortals and gods? Its What exactly does Vernon reflect in? If we want to get rid of it… where should we start, is it’right’?”