After dinner, Griffith went back to the room to wash up and then went out. At this time, he had no reason to stay in his cabin, and was going to spend the night on the floor of Galadia's room tonight.
The Typhon's hull design adopts a traditional structure. On the deck are the mast, captain's cabin and long-range weapons. The guest rooms, dining room, conference room and information room are all in the first-floor cabin below the deck, and the second and third floors are distributed Psychic generator, warehouse, sailor's quarters, galley and bilge.
Thanks to the blessing of magic, a crew of less than fifty people can complete sailing and service work in shifts, allowing important passengers to have comfortable space.
"The speech just now was really good," Griffith said as soon as he entered the room and sat down on the sofa in a familiar manner. "I feel like the Archon of Canaan is sitting in front of me."
"real?"
Galadia was writing at her desk, as if there was something important that needed to be done tonight.
"What are you writing? Can I help?" Griffith asked.
"Um...is this~
"The Canaan city construction adjustment plan and draft resolution will be voted on by the Senate at the meeting next month. I am drafting my own opinions."
Griffith thought of the magical country he had visited in the birch and maple forest. There is the center of the magical world surrounded by endless forests, swamps and frozen soil. It is the "eternally glorious" wonderful city on the banks of the Tirne River decorated with white towers and suspended crystals.
"What needs to be adjusted there?" Griffith felt that the construction of Canaan was perfect enough, and even the underground world of the sewers had a different artistic conception.
"Adjust the energy supply," Miss Elf said. "The transmission efficiency of the underground magic energy network is getting worse and worse, and faults are so frequent that some urban areas can no longer sustain it this winter. The preliminary opinion submitted to the Senate is to repair the pipelines to reduce the transmission process. waste, then abandon part of the city and concentrate the residents.”
"..."
When Griffith heard this, he thought the girl was joking.
However, Galadia's expression was very serious: "The Canaan Senate finally clarified the situation and confirmed my seat as a senator, so I only have control over these situations."
"Are you a veteran?"
"Yes~ I'm already an adult! The members of the Villanoy family suffered heavy losses in the summer incident. The situation of my brother is unclear, so I can only be responsible. Ashura, Melrose, Harlan Dill and the others are the people my mother summoned to assist me," Galadia said. "There are also an endless stream of elves contacting me, hoping that I will respond to their appeals and provide shelter."
In this way, not only Beyeland is facing a financial and parliamentary crisis, but the situation in Canaan is not optimistic either. Is this a coincidence... Griffith looked at Miss Elf and fell into deep thought.
"What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"
Galadia, who was writing quickly, raised her quill and shook it towards Griffith, "Don't be in a daze. Take a rest while you have time. You can sleep on the sofa."
Galadia restrained her usual somewhat out-of-the-box personality. She was sitting at the desk, her long black hair like a waterfall, hanging down on her slender waist along her slim figure.
Hey, she looks so good when she's serious! Griffith couldn't help but cross his legs and put his chin on his hand to admire.
"Don't use your brain~" the elf said.
"I don't."
"Then why are you staring at me?" Galadia turned around, "Because you are here, and I can't concentrate anymore."
"I'm thinking……"
"What are you thinking about?"
"I thought about Krista."
"Daughter's name?" Galadia suddenly tightened her grip on the pen, "Please cherish this opportunity to organize words!"
"Do you still remember Krista's state in front of believers?" Griffith expressed his worries calmly, "Whenever believers of the Holy Light and their faith gather, her personality will be weakened. , the concept of the girl of Anjou is strengthened, and can even dominate her actions."
"Are you trying to say that I have been controlled and my personality has changed drastically? Just now, the will of some god or strong person came and said those words?" Miss Elf reacted quickly and immediately took over, "No, that's good. Well! Please call this my growth!"
"This growth rate is really fast," Griffith said, "When we were adventuring in the dark realm, you couldn't even deal with a group of cockroaches; even in October, when we were fighting in Odessa, you were not like this. All in all, it was a bit sudden.”
Galadia looked at the ceiling above her head and thought for a while:
"If you say so...
"When Sonia and the others were in danger in Verona, you rushed to the rescue alone. At that time, did you independently command a brigade or a squadron? Were you independently responsible for the logistics and battlefield intelligence of combat troops?"
"No." Griffith replied honestly.
"Yes, but in that environment, as a trainee knight and petty officer, you not only immediately came up with a reinforcement plan, but also took control of the local city defense army and militia, using limited supplies to repeatedly mobilize the rebels and destroy their offensive, and finally cleverly deployed the decisive battle to win with fewer people. Isn’t it strange that such operational and military talents suddenly popped up? "
"I was forced to do that," Griffith sighed, "and I had the assistance of Er and Fiona."
Galadia smiled:
"Isn't this right? Responsibility makes people grow.
"Before coming to Byeran, all my friends lived in Canaan. That's my hometown, Alyosha and Celia, um, the daughter of Ms. Thrandis. You've met her, too. Their home. There are hundreds of thousands of kind-hearted citizens living there.
"Now, my compatriots are shivering in the cold night because of insufficient heating, insufficient food, hot water, and no medicine. When I heard the news, I just wanted to go back and do my best to help."
Griffith nodded. Although he did not witness the difficulties in Canaan with his own eyes, it was not difficult to understand. Galadia is the daughter of the former consul and the current elder, so it is natural for her to contribute to overcoming the current predicament.
"This is also the reason why I said what I just said," Galadia continued. "The Senate's investigation shows that the root cause of the current problem is the supply of magic power. This has caused the problem that was ignored in the past. Loss is taken seriously.
"If the Chosen One's Sacrifice can achieve a miracle, Canaan's problem will be easily solved. It's worth the risk."
"Easy?" Griffith couldn't help but frowned.
"Of course," Miss Elf replied, "The miracle will bring enough energy to Canaan again, whether it is in the form of magic or other forms, it doesn't matter. This will fundamentally solve the problem."
"But what if neither you nor Amon receive a miracle?"
"Then we can only use alternative plans," Galadia sighed softly. "For many years, Canaan has been investing in the human world, acquiring land, reserving resources, and winning allies. If things can't be done, These advance reserves will become the key to Canaan's survival."
This should be the reason why the elves invested in Roland, but they probably didn't expect that Roland planned to default on the loan from the beginning...
The two chatted for a while, and Griffith lay down to rest.
He fell asleep on the sofa, and he didn't know how long he had slept. Suddenly I felt someone shaking me.
"Griffith Griffith~"
Galadia's pleasant voice echoed in her ears. She must have encountered some serious emergency, and she abruptly called out the true identity of "Miss Laura."
Griffith immediately sat up and grabbed Han Guang and Judgment at the same time.
"There is danger," Miss Elf said. "Just after twelve o'clock, the location sensor of the chosen ones showed that there are two chosen ones near us!"
After saying this, Galadia rang the bell on the wall again, preparing to ask the waiter to alert the entire ship.
However, after waiting for a while, no waiter came. Canaan's best magical clipper fell silent.
problem occurs!
Griffith hurriedly protected Galadia: "Don't go out yet, use the Scroll of True Sight to check for nearby psychic signals."
The Scroll of True Vision is a mysterious item used by Miss Elf not long ago. It can conduct a large-scale precision search using psychic ripples as a medium. When the spreading psychic ripples contact other psychic creatures, the echoes mark their locations on the scroll. The more powerful the target, the stronger the signal.
A touch of delicate satin spread out immediately. In the dark, Griffith heard the ethereal echo.
"Ding dong——"
The Scroll of True Sight has been activated.
The knight and the elf looked at the scroll together, and saw the light spots marking themselves and several groups of firefly-like lights nearby. At the edge of the scroll, the sky-blocking light spots were sweeping towards them...
