The winter is over.
Deep in the base of the peak, in a room with closed doors and windows, a magic network terminal is running.
There was no one in the room, thick curtains blocked the light that was not so bright, and the whole room was dark and inexplicable. The white noise projection image of the magic net terminal was running with a lack of brightness, in one piece of furniture. On the cast, the shadows of the shadows were cast.
On the only wooden table in the house, the printing machine connected to the magic net terminal is making a humming sound. A piece of white paper is pushed by the paper feeding mechanism, and then the information from a distant place is printed on the paper. Was sent to the printout.
At the front end of the machine, a small amount of printed material has been accumulated.
Suddenly, the materials on the table floated up, as if they were held up by an invisible hand, and the paper began to sway.
After a while, the information was put back on the table, and the auto-running magic net terminal gradually quieted down. There was a faint wind blowing in the empty room. The curtains in the distance shook a little, accompanied by a bright interior. Everything is quiet.
At the center of the base, Gao Wen is looking at the technical information from the Elf Magister Benner. Due to the shortened construction period, the sub-tower and related facilities of the Principality of Cecil will be completed ahead of schedule. At present, the sub-tower is undergoing the installation and commissioning of the magic equipment in the later stage. At work, several purification nodes have been completed, and in order to ensure that this vital project can be successfully completed, Gao Wen does not dare to relax at this moment.
An invisible wind suddenly blew into the room, and Gao Wen felt that the familiar atmosphere appeared in the window. He threw a paper ball and threw it with him. With a bang, the next second he saw amber emerge from the air. Come out, wandering down the window sill.
——The window of the peak base is specially made. The window sill is narrow and has a concave and convex sealing structure. It is impossible to put a mouse clip. This is a very regrettable thing for Gao Wen.
"What's the situation?" Gao Wen raised his eyelids and glanced at the half-elf who was getting up from the ground. "You can see this time."
Amber got up and patted the clothes, as if nothing had happened to the Gaowen table: "I just received a batch of information from the north - there are a few things I don't feel right."
"The intelligence of the North..." Gao Wen put down the information in his hands, "Let's talk."
"From the end of the foggy month, the large-scale cultist settlement activity began in the East Control Zone. We initially guessed whether it would be Prince Edmund's acting, guessing that he was trying to hide people's eyes and ears, but according to The latest information, so far, people in the East have captured hundreds of dead believers and destroyed dozens of hidden altars that have secretly held dark ceremonies. The intelligence personnel initially judged that the secret altars and heretical evidence are true. ""
"...It seems that the relationship between Edmund and the end of all things is really not so close..." Gao Wen frowned slightly, "but just because of a warning letter from me, is the response from the east? Too big? Considering that Edmund had a certain degree of cooperation with the death of all things before, he had such a big move immediately after receiving a warning letter from me, but it was very suspicious..."
"More suspicious is still behind," Amber’s face with a strange expression. "Do you dare to believe it? From the last month to the present, the Holy Spirit Plains in the royal control area of the shackles, the aristocratic army caught all things dead. The number of hidden altars of believers and defamation is even more than that of the East!!"
Gao Wen blinked and didn't respond for a while. After the reaction, his first feeling was how could it be -
The old nobility in the north is suddenly not a rice bucket. Is there anything more suspicious in the world than this? !
Is a warning letter before me really so big? The Ansu nobles suddenly realized that the harm of all things will end, and decided to unite and punish evil. Victoria Verde instantly completed the ideological transformation of the old aristocracy?
Gao Wenning can believe that those who have been thrown out of the dead are committing suicide!
"What's the matter?" Gao Wen looked at Amber's eyes. "I don't believe that the old nobles suddenly improved their efficiency."
Amber really has the following: "East and royal aristocrats are so efficient because they are reported."
“Reporting?” Gao Wen frowned. “Don't you report it to the military intelligence bureau you sent out?”
"Only the first few times were reported by our cadres, but after the end of the frosty month, the report suddenly increased sharply. Almost every day, the clues of the cultists were sent to the local lords. It took a long time for the clerk to find out. The identity of those whistleblower - who do you guess?"
Gao Wen’s mind suddenly came up with a weird thought: “...will not be the end of everything?”
“Yes, it’s really their own – and the situation is weird!! The scenes that have been reported are those that have been held after the dark ceremony. All the believers who participated in the ceremony have already squandered themselves during the ceremony, so strictly It is said that whether it is the royal family or the east, the 'catch' after receiving the clues is only the body of the cult who has already held the ceremony..."
Before the amber was finished, Gao Wenmei’s eyebrows suddenly shook.
How is this really suicide?
Then he realized that there was a very disturbing surprise behind this ridiculous situation -
This is like a secret, continuous, large-scale sacrifice ceremony! Those cultists are offering sacrifices on a scale!
Undoubtedly, Amber, who often handles all kinds of intelligence, can think of this layer. The half-elf face also has a serious expression on his face: "It’s like a large-scale sacrifice, right? The cultists in the plains of the Holy Spirit are In the past two months, at least hundreds of dark rituals that required the self-sufficiency of the participants have been held. There may be as many as thousands of dead believers who have completed the sacrifice!"
"Yes, sacrifice, this is no doubt a sacrifice," Gao Wen's brow unknowingly wrinkled. He couldn't help but press his hand on the table. The voice was low and serious. "But why do they report it... After the sacrifice is over, take the initiative to expose the altars and strongholds that were so secretly built...unless the ritual needs...and so on, not necessarily the ritual!"
Gao Wen’s mind seemed to have suddenly passed a bright light. He suddenly looked up and stared at Amber’s eyes: “Are the bodies found to be burned?”
"Only a part of it burned out - Dongxiang people burned two-thirds, and the royal family burned less than a third. The rest were directly thrown into the mass graves and even thrown into the wild. Although their respective high-level lords have issued orders to burn all the bodies and purify all the altars with holy water, you should know how poorly the execution of the lower knights and nobles are, "Amber said that one side has already guessed high." The idea of the text, "Do you think those cultists are using the body after the sacrifice ceremony as a source of pollution?"
"Dark Druid is very good at spreading plague with flesh and blood wreckage..." Gao Wenyu quickly said, "But it is not right, there are still problems... This still can't explain why they must make a 'report' after the sacrifice... Instead, some of the bodies that could have served as sources of pollution were burned and purified!"
Gao Wen has stood up from the desk. He frowned and thought about walking slowly behind the desk, guessing that the cultists must publicize the wills, altars, and strongholds after the sacrifice, and in the midst of hard work. He suddenly thought of one thing: he thought of Victoria Verde and Edmund Moen as "wise people" in the traditional aristocracy, thinking of the orders they might make after getting the information of the cultists - -
"After discovering the cult information, do local lords and their guard knights have to go to the scene in person?!"
"Yes, this is the order of the Duke of Victoria. Edmund Moen has a similar order. This is to prevent the lower aristocrats and knights from perfunctory, in order to ensure that they can at least come to the scene..." Amber said As a result, the speed of speech suddenly slowed down, and the subsequent words eventually merged into amazement, "...mama..."
Gao Wen slowly took a breath: "To make a big deal - when the cultists actively exposed the altars and strongholds that they have been operating for many years, it means that their ritual has reached the final step."
In his heart, there is a secret: Mom, everyone is just falling in the pit! !
Who would have thought that the last step of the sacrificial ritual of the madman who recited all things all day long was to report himself? !
"Now remind the Duke and the prince that it is too late. At least half of the aristocratic lords and knights in the eastern conflict zone of the Holy Spirit Plain may have been infected with something." Amber also realized the terrible situation, her tone was soaring. "But do you say that the Victorian Duke and Prince Edmund have realized that the situation is wrong? They are not stupid..."
"They are really not stupid, but if the cultists are operating from the grassroots villages and towns, and they have not entered the big cities in the middle, bypassing all the royal family and the second-level fiefdoms, then the news of the parties is only one and a half months to two months. Will not be aggregated into the ears of Victoria and Edmund."
Amber has widened his eyes: "Why?"
Gao Wen looked at her and said a word: "Because ‘the vassal of my vassal is not my vassal’.”
Then he returned to his desk and quickly pulled out a letter: "Whenever you don't have time, you must remind the North. This letter is sent directly to the Rock Fortress, let them use the Griffin Messenger, the fastest Lions Messenger to send letters. To Wang Guojun and the Dongjing Legion. In addition, withdraw all the officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau who are active in the conflict zone, first evacuate to the Rock Fortress, temporarily segregate, and carry out a full inspection of the gods, curses, and epidemics before entering the city. Chamber of Commerce The personnel on the side are also arranged. From today, the Rock Fortress and the Gülen Pass are all closed, and the sensitivity of all magic towers in the border area is the highest."
As he spoke, he quickly wrote an emergency letter and then continued to put on his mark and said, "I must return to Cecil City - you will go back with me."
Amber blinks: "What about the project here?"
“The work here is nearing completion, and Bruce Meteor and the Banner Magi will ensure that it is completed smoothly,” Gao Wen said. “The most important thing at the moment is to ensure stability in the south and to find a way to grasp the situation in the north. ... there is nothing to work on."
After that, Gao Wen thought about it for a moment, looking for his own omissions, and finally added: "Please ask Sonya to send them to the western camp. If the situation in the north really deteriorates, the Duke of Berkman Franklin There was a problem there, and we took over the project in the western camp."
He thought of the cultists hiding in the waste land, worried that the situation in the northern region is only the smoke of all things, and worried that their real purpose is to destroy the barrier.
......
At the same time, the eastern plains of the Holy Spirit, the royal control area, the town.
Winter snow is gradually melting away. This year's recovery month seems to be warmer than in previous years. The pattered snow falls down the roof and the tower. Almost all the roads in the town are wet and hide in the house. Residents of the winter have taken to the streets. In this month symbolizing hope, a wheat ear that was preserved from last year was inserted into the door of the house. In the folk customs of Ansu, this means a year of fullness. Praying for the abdomen.
A pair of elf sisters with almost identical looks stroll along the streets of the town.
They are beautiful and beautiful, and their dresses are gorgeous. Whether they are outstanding appearance or the identity of elves, they are not like the characters who will appear in such remote towns. However, they are like acquaintances in the town, and they are idle on the wet streets. Walk in the court.
Some pedestrians coming and going seem to ignore the pair of eye-catching elves, others will stop and smile and say hello to them.
"The season of recovery is really good," the elf sisters watched as they walked, and said in unison, they didn't know whether they said each other to each other, or their unique "self-talking". "When the cold days are over, the sprouts will soon be The president will come out."
A man wearing a soldier's armor passed by them and heard a slight stop. The gentleman owed a slight sigh: "Yes, the new shoot will grow."
"Your new armor is beautiful."
The elf sisters said with a smile, walking through the streets briskly.
On both sides of the street, young women are sorting the wheat ears that are inserted in the door. Some men are repairing farm tools, some craftsmen are drinking and chatting, some apprentices are yawning out of the house, and everyone has a calm and peaceful smile on their faces. Greeting the elf sisters passing by.
"Good morning, Miss Raina."
"Good morning, Miss Firna."
"Good morning, Uncle Sam - your beard is really spirited."
"Good morning, Bobby, it's a good day."
The smiles on the faces of the elves and sisters were bright and splendid. They were called Bobby's peasant women to stop and play with the wheat ears. They stood up with a trace of confusion, but the next second followed with a smile: "Yes, today. It’s a good weather.”
"The first day of the month of recovery sees the sun, meaning that the next year will fill the stomach," the elf sister said with a smile. "Is it?"
The peasant woman smiled more and more brightly: "Yes, it will fill the stomach..."
Everyone smiled brilliantly.
Men, women, craftsmen, apprentices, soldiers, civilians, people on the streets laughed one by one.
They opened their mouths, and the neat crystals under the lips sparkled.
(emmmmm...see the monthly ticket!!!)