Chapter 1001 Exotic Winter

Winter snow is flying.

The first snow in the southern border came a little later, but it was mighty. Snowflakes fell from the sky without stopping, smearing a vast expanse between the lead-grey sky. This hazy sky seemed to reflect the two countries. The future - chaos, people can not see the direction.

The pool in the college area is covered with a thick layer of ice, and a foot of snow has accumulated on the ice and in the nearby nursery. There is a cold wind blowing from the direction of the big clock tower, blowing the snow on the top of the nearby buildings. It fell, and a large curtain fell between the corridor and the open courtyard, and in such a snowy scene, hardly any students or teachers were seen walking outside.

The winter vacation of Imperial College has arrived. At present, most of the students in this academy have already left, except for the students of the Non-commissioned Officer Academy who have to wait a few days to leave the school.

A petite and slender figure in a black college uniform with long light gray hair draped behind her hurriedly walked through the corridor on the first floor of the dormitory building. She raised her head and glanced outside, but through the crystal glass window, all she could see was the non-stop snow and the scenery of the college that was getting more and more deserted in the snow.

This winter...it's so cold.

The petite figure hardly stayed in the corridor. She quickly passed through a door and entered the deeper part of the dormitory area. Here, a bit of human breath finally appeared in the deserted building-there was a vague person. The sound came from a few rooms in the distance, and occasionally there would be one or two short bagpipes or accordions in the middle, which made her face a little relaxed. The door was just pushed open, and a young woman with neat short hair stuck her head out.

"Dana?" The young woman with short hair looked at the petite figure walking in the corridor with a bit of surprise in her tone, "I said why didn't I see you... Where did you leave the dormitory?"

"I went to the library..." the short girl called Dana said in a low voice, and she showed what she was holding in her arms, which were a few books that had just been borrowed, "Mr. Miles lent I have a few books."

"Library... as expected of you," the short-haired woman said imposingly, leaning on her waist, "Look at the water on your shoulders, you just walked all the way through the snow? You forgot that you are still a mage. ?"

"There was a period of snow outside that wasn't very big. I removed the shield and wanted to touch the snowflakes, but then I forgot," Dana said a little embarrassedly. "Fortunately, it wasn't too wet..."

"Come in and warm up," the short-haired woman sighed helplessly, "If you really catch a cold, it might be troublesome—especially in such a situation."

Dana hummed,

I followed my roommate into the house - as a dormitory, there is plenty of space in it, there are even two rooms inside and outside, and the place as far as the line of sight is tidied up, the heating system driven by magic power works silently, Keep the temperature in the house within a fairly comfortable range.

Dana put a few books she borrowed on the desk beside her, then looked around and asked curiously, "Is Marianne not here?"

"She went upstairs and said she was going to check the 'patrol point'... She and the Webb second son always seemed nervous, like the Cecil would attack the dormitory at any moment," Short Hair The woman said and sighed again, "Although I'm quite worried about this, to be honest, if Cecilians really come here... Can we overseas students from Typhon turn several dormitories into fortresses?"

"I don't think this is the case," Dana whispered. "Didn't the teacher say that, the emperor has personally ordered to ensure the safety of international students during the war... We will not be involved in this war."

"That's all I said, in fact, who wasn't involved?" The short-haired woman snorted, "Marianu counts the number of patrols around the walls and gates of the Magic Institute on the roof of the building every day. The soldiers, those soldiers may indeed be protecting us...but they're not just there to protect us."

Dana opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she finally swallowed everything she wanted to say.

She knew that Carrie was right, and she knew that when this sudden war broke out, no one could really be alone and not get involved—even a group of seemingly innocuous "students".

Cecil Imperial College's winter vacation has come, but everyone's plans for this vacation have been silently dashed.

In this separate dormitory building, all the international students from Typhon lived: they were trapped in this building by the war. When the teachers and students in the academy left the school one after another, this small dormitory building seemed to be an island in the sea. Dana and her fellow villagers were stranded on this island, and no one knew what the future would bring Where are they going? Although each of them is a leader selected by their respective families, they are all outstanding youths of Typhon, and they are even trusted by the Augustus family, but in the final analysis... most of them are just a group of uneducated people. Just a young man who has experienced too many storms.

Heirs who can really carry the burden will not be sent here to study - those heirs will also take care of the family's property at home and prepare for greater responsibilities.

Another gust of cold wind passed between the buildings, and the sound of the wind rising high through the double-glazed windows, reaching Dana and Carrie's ears, sounded like the low voice of some distant beast. Roar, Dana subconsciously glanced at the window not far away, and saw a large swath of snowflakes flying against the hazy sky background.

In this exotic winter, even the swirling snow seems to have become a tangible wall and a cage. It takes courage as if to cross an abyss to go through this snowstorm to the outside world.

In fact, the administrators of the college did not prohibit the free activities of Typhon international students stranded here - in principle, apart from the strict restrictions on cross-border behavior with Typhon, they came here through normal procedures and did not make mistakes. The international students are not subject to any restrictions and difficulties. The emperor has signed an order to treat students kindly. The Government Affairs Office has publicly announced the policy of "not involving legal students in the war". In theory, Dana can even complete what she thought about before. Holiday plans such as a trip to Tanzania to visit its historic mill hills and inner city wharf...  

But this is all theoretical, the fact is that not a single Typhon student left here, whether it was out of prudent safety or because of the resistance to the Cecil people at the moment, Dana and her fellow villagers eventually I chose to stay in the academy and stay in the dormitory area—this huge academy, with its corridors, courtyard walls, courtyards, and buildings, have become a shelter for these foreign stranded people this winter, and even become a sanctuary. their whole world.

"Fortunately, the supply of materials has always been sufficient, and the water supply has not been cut off. The cafeteria in the central area will be open normally during the holidays, and the shops in the main hospital area will not be closed." Carrie's voice woke Dana from her thoughts. The Viscount Daughter of Cheehawk said with a hint of optimism, "On the bright side, our life this winter will be an unforgettable memory that we didn't have much chance to experience in our original lives - trapped in wartime. In the college of the enemy country, the snowstorm that seems to never stop, the discussion about the future, the classmates who set up roadblocks in the corridor... ah, and these books you borrowed from the library..."

Dana thought about it for a while, and couldn't help showing a smile: "Anyway, setting up barricades in the corridor is too much... The second son of Marianne and the Weber family is indeed from a knight family, they would have thought of this kind of thing..."

"Maybe next spring they'll have to pay the dean for those wood and iron plates, and maybe have to face Mr. Magnum's angry growl," Carrie shrugged, "I guess the dean and the teachers are afraid now Knowing what we did in the dormitory building - Ruslan also mentioned yesterday that he saw Mr. Magnum's spirit floating through the corridor when he was passing through the corridor at night, as if he was patrolling the last of us. There are still people living in the dormitory."

Perhaps thinking of the terrible scene of Mr. Magnum's angry roar, Dana shrank her neck subconsciously, but soon she laughed again, and the scene Carrie described finally made her feel this cold and tense winter day. A long-lost relaxation. She laughed, until she burst out laughing, and then suddenly the sound of bagpipes came into the house through the corridor outside, causing both her and Carrie to stop subconsciously.

The intermittent and non-standard tunes finally became clear and coherent, with the voices of several people singing in the middle. Dana subconsciously concentrated and listened carefully to the melody that came from a few rooms away, while Carrie on the side was listening. After a few seconds, he suddenly said softly: "It's the melody of Enchihawk County... Is the second son of the Uriah family playing..."

"Yulia..." Dana listened to the sound of bagpipes in the corridor, as if remembering something, "I heard that his brother died in Paramel Heights..."

Carrie didn't answer, just nodded slightly, leaning against the desk, her fingers slowly rhythm on the table, her lips moving silently, as if humming softly to the faint sound of bagpipes in the air, Dana Slowly raising her head, her eyes passed through the crystal glass window of the dormitory. The snowstorm outside the window still showed no sign of stopping. The constantly scattered snowflakes formed a hazy curtain in the wind, and the whole world seemed to disappear little by little. into the depths of that veil.

...

The wind and snow are whistling outside the window. This bad weather is obviously not suitable for any outdoor activities, but for people who don’t like running outside, this kind of weather may be better.

The childlike Mei Li Baizhi sat behind the desk. She raised her head and glanced at the snowy scene outside the window. Her pointed ears twitched, and then she lowered her head again, and the pen in her hand danced quickly on the letterhead— —There is already a thick stack of written stationery on the table next to her, but apparently she has much more to write.

"...Mother, I actually miss the Mosswood Forest a little... Although the Mosswood Forest is very cold in winter, at least there is no such strong wind and no such heavy snow. Of course, the snow scene here is quite beautiful. , and some friends invited me to play outside when the snow stopped a little, but I was very worried that I would fall into a deep snow pit accidentally... You can't imagine how big the snow is...

"...Cecil and Typhon are fighting, you must be paying attention to this news, right? You don't have to worry about this, it's very safe here, as if the border war did not affect the interior at all... Of course, it must be said that the impact is also There are some, there are daily news about the war in the newspapers and on the radio, and there are many people talking about it...

"In the past two days, the price of food in the city has risen a little bit, but it quickly dropped back. According to my friend, the price of cloth has actually risen a little bit, but the Supreme Council of Ministers called a meeting of businessmen, All prices have since stabilized. You don't have to worry about my life here, and in fact I don't want to rely on the convenience of being the daughter of a patriarch... My friend is the daughter of the Admiral and she's still on vacation go to work...

"Ah, of course, I have not only one friend, but several..."

The rapidly dancing pen tip in Mei Li's hand suddenly stopped. She frowned. Her delicate childlike features were all wrinkled together. After a few seconds, the gray elf raised her finger and brushed lightly on the letter paper. The last sentence, which seemed to be self-exposing, was silently erased.

She temporarily put down the pen in her hand, stretched her waist hard, and glanced casually from the side. A newspaper that was just delivered today was lying quietly on the table. The headlines on the front page of the newspaper could be seen clearly and sharply. Large letters -

"Another increase in troops - the heroic imperial warriors have completely established their foothold in Winter Wolf Keep."

"Stay strong and be ready to face higher-level wars and wider conflicts at any time!"

In this extensive report on the war, you can also see clear pictures of the front line, and the magic net terminal faithfully records the scene on the battlefield - the war machine, the soldiers in line, the positions after the artillery ploughing the field, and the spoils and wraps body bag...

Although it is some "edge information" that has no confidentiality level and can be disclosed to the public, the content presented on it is still a scene that ordinary people in the back cannot touch and imagine on weekdays. For Mei Li , the act of disseminating the reality of the war in such a rapid and widespread manner is an incredible thing in itself.

What is the name of the person who sent back these images? Battlefield... war correspondent?

All in all, he seems to be an amazing person.

Mei Li shook her head. She knew that these newspapers were not only for Cecil people to read. With the pulse of business, the information carried in these newspapers would go further at an unimaginable speed in the past. The local spread, spread to the moss forest, spread to the kingdom of the dwarves, and even spread to the southern part of the mainland... This war that broke out between Typhon and Cecil may have an unbelievable scope of influence.

Is this a situation that the Great Gawain Cecil deliberately promoted? Does he intend to "show" this war to the entire civilized world?

Mei Li couldn't help but wonder about it.

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