Chapter 1119 Welcome Home

The study room was quiet for a while, and Gao Wen fell into deep thought behind the desk—the information that was suddenly delivered to him made him feel a certain amount of pressure, but on the other hand, all of this did not completely exceed his expectations.

As early as the day he knew that there was a remnant of the Doomsday Cultists still active in the wasteland, he knew that he would have to face this trouble one day, and compared to the sudden activities of these cultists, Veronica's The information revealed about the Deep Blue Well, the Iron Man Corps, and the remaining bases was even more unexpected to him.

All this strengthened his determination to counterattack the wasteland—this goal that he had secretly set in his heart not long after he woke up, suddenly had another reason to work hard for it.

"In short, no matter what those cultists want to do, their goal is definitely not unity and friendship for world peace," Gao Wen broke the silence in a low voice while thinking, "The more energy they steal from the deep blue well, it means that they The more dangerous things are to be planned...you can't sit idly by."

"But they're in the depths of the wasteland," Veronica said quietly, "it's a vast polluted land, and there are countless aberrations wandering around - any dangerous place outside the majestic wall Compared with the wasteland of Gondor, it is as comfortable as a garden, and those cultists hiding in the polluted area mean that they have almost absolute safety."

Gao Wen didn't speak for a while, but leaned back slightly, and the wind in his ears became even more noisy.

What Veronica was talking about was the biggest problem right now—the vast wasteland. For the countries living in clean areas, the wasteland is an extremely dangerous and desperate situation, but for those cultists who have adapted to the wasteland environment through biochemical transformation, the terrible mana pollution and wandering mutants are theirs. Natural barriers, even if Gawain and Veronica know where those cultists are hiding, they have almost nothing to do with them. After all... seven hundred years have passed, and the countries around the wasteland of Gondor It's just barely able to maintain the border, and no one has really raised the banner of counterattacking the wasteland.

But not being able to do so in the past does not mean not being able to do so now, nor does it mean not being able to do so in the future.

Gawain curled his fingers and tapped the armrest of the seat twice. His eyes fell on the wall not far away. On the wall where the map of the mainland was hung, there was now a new flag symbolizing the Union of Communities. , the flag was bathed in the afternoon sun, and the silky fabric seemed to shine brightly.

"I haven't mentioned this matter to you before, because I judged that the timing was not ripe," Veronica's voice came from the side? "Do you have a bigger and more urgent crisis to face? Separation A sliver of energy risks total collapse, and even then I tell you about the wasteland? There's nothing you or your allies can do about it? But now... I think we have some leeway to think about what was going on inside before the grandeur It's a hidden danger."

Gao Wen couldn't help but glance at her? What the other party said didn't sound like a problem.

But after thinking about it carefully, he found that these judgments only calculated rigid data, but did not take into account the variability of human beings? This way of judging things does not seem to be in line with human thinking habits... This is too long for her The impact?

Veronica noticed his gaze: "Is there any problem?"

"No, not at all," Gao Wen shook his head, and his eyes fell on the alliance flag not far away again? He said with a thoughtful expression? "To this day, we are still not ready to counterattack the wasteland, no matter in terms of technology Reserves or human and material resources, this is not a problem that the Cecil Empire can solve independently at this stage, but on the other hand... We have now established an alliance? Relying on it, we have the opportunity to mobilize unprecedented power Do big things? So..."

"So this is no longer an unattainable thing," Veronica said calmly? "If all countries on the continent can realize that the threat in the wasteland is about to move, then even if we still can't recover the wasteland ? At least something can be done? Even if it is to advance a kilometer towards the Great Wall? Even if it is to establish a few outposts on its borders."

Gao Wen pondered, and slowly said in thought: "I think your thinking is too conservative - if several more powerful countries are really willing to do this together, then we may be able to do more than that. "

All kinds of thoughts surged in his mind. As he spoke, Gao Wen sorted out the list of countries that might actively cooperate in this matter, and when those allied countries appeared in his mind one by one, he gradually realized the importance of this matter. What an effective force it is, and I suddenly realized that the "counterattack on the wasteland" has unconsciously established a certain foundation.

It is indeed difficult to rely on Cecil to counterattack the wasteland, but if Typhon and the Silver Empire are willing to actively contribute, and if border countries like Ogulei and Gaoling Kingdom are willing to actively cooperate, this matter...doesn't seem to be the case so far away?

But even so, this matter cannot be achieved overnight. Even if the conditions are met now, planning a plan to counterattack the wasteland requires a long-term plan-after all, the mortal kingdoms have been far away from that ancient corrupt land for too many years up.

Gawain told Veronica unreservedly what he thought in his heart, and finally said: "I will send a message to Typhon and the Silver Empire as soon as possible, and give them an early warning no matter what, but no matter what, Entering the wasteland of Gondor is not an easy task, it requires a long time of preparation."

"I know," Veronica nodded, "but please hurry——I have lost the clues of those cultists again now. They are preparing plans that no one knows in the blind spot of everyone's vision. Only by finding them as soon as possible They, I can really feel at ease."

Gao Wen didn't make a sound, but sat behind the desk with a sinking face, and nodded slowly.

...

When the wind in the last week of the Recovery Moon blows across the plains, all the golden daisy flowers in Changzhi Manor will be in full bloom. These beautiful little flowers with light golden petals are not very eye-catching in the plains, but they are always popular because of their tenacious vitality. The favorite of the Wendell family - it is planted on both sides of every road in the manor, extending from the highland where the red windmill is located to the edge of the grove, extending from the direction of the farm to the one designed by Bud Wendell himself. The main house, when the warm wind blows, an earthy aroma will float from the flowers, filling all the avenues and paths.

A magical car with the emblem of the Wendell family drove across the wide and flat "National Avenue" and entered the main gate of Longbranch Manor from a cobbled path. The servants were already waiting at the entrance of the manor, waiting for the The owner who had been away from here for too long—the car stopped on the open ground, and after the door was opened, the tall, gray-haired Andersa Wendell finally stood on the land she was most familiar with again.

The young wolf general has already taken off his military uniform, and is wearing a spring uniform that is more like an ordinary woman. The high-grade but simple white dress is slightly raised in the wind, which slightly reduces her cold and blunt military aura. , but still couldn't completely cover up that Ling Ran and neat temperament.

Andersa Wendell nodded in response to the servants who came to greet her, and then she could not help but glance at the familiar things in her sight—she saw the main road under her feet winding towards the direction of the main house, not far away There is a mage's tower standing on the hill, and in the distance, you can see lush fruit forests, nurseries, and stables. A small river winds through the distant woods and flows in the direction of the National Avenue.

This is her own manor, a small part of the fief under her name, and it is not a short distance from the imperial capital. Many years ago, the owner of this manor was her father, and after her father "disappeared", the manor was quickly transferred to her by her grandfather. For Andersa, almost all the good and bad memories from her childhood to her teenage years are frozen here. Compared with the family mansion in the imperial capital, this slightly remote manor is more like the one in her memory. "Family".

Andersa took a light breath to calm down her mind. Maybe she had experienced too many changes. When she returned to this familiar land again, she found that her mood was so complicated that even she couldn't understand it. degree.

At this moment, the butler of the manor came forward at the right time, bowed in front of the hostess and said, "Miss, Grand Duke Ferdinand is here, and he is waiting for you in the hall on the first floor of the main house."

Is my grandfather already waiting for me here?

Andersa blinked, without much surprise on her face. She nodded and signaled the housekeeper to dismiss the servants gathered here. At the same time, she walked steadily towards the main house not far away.

In the main house, the white-haired Duke Ferdinand Wendell was standing quietly in front of the north wall, looking up at the large portrait hanging on the wall—if according to the "regulations" of most Typhon noble mansions , what hangs here should be the portrait of the owner of this place, that is, the "formal portrait" painted by Andersa when she was an adult, but in fact the one hanging here is still the one more than ten years ago: Bud Win Full body portrait of Del.

On the large painting, the young Bud Wendell is standing imposingly in the armed exhibition room, full of armor, wearing a cloak, with a sharp sword standing in front of him, and his eyes are as sharp as a wolf. The owner is long gone, but a certain spirit of the previous wolf general still seems to be deeply imprinted in the painting. Under the pen of the famous master in the imperial capital, this spirit even shines through, making everyone watching feel that Ling Ling. His aura——but the white-haired Ferdinand stood here, and when he looked at the painting, he only showed a soft and nostalgic expression, just like any old father.

The sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps came at this moment. Ferdinand turned around and saw Andersa Wendell standing at the door.

The sunlight poured into the hall from behind Andesa, with a misty texture, and a golden light spread on the shoulders of the girl who had taken off her military uniform.

After a few seconds of relative silence, Grand Duke Ferdinand finally broke the silence softly: "Andersa, you are back."

"Yes, grandfather," Andersa walked into the hall with a sense of inexplicable restraint and distance, "I'm back."

She looked at Duke Ferdinand, this extremely powerful old man in memory was much older than just a few months ago, and his hair was all white—even though the gray hair of the Wendell family itself was very close to white, but Now the gray texture of Duke Ferdinand's hair has completely faded away, leaving only a plain white that is almost silver - his burly body is also slightly bent, although he is still tall, he no longer needs her to look up.

Andersa looked past her grandfather again, and saw the full-body portrait of her father on the wall behind. The heroic soldier in uniform touched her heart, and then some new memories emerged from her mind. An image seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and gradually overlapped with the father in the portrait——

Slightly overweight, wearing the uniform of the research institute, beard and hair are unmanaged due to indulging in research, holding a record board, can give himself a hundred questions at any time, very good at going to the cafeteria to grab chicken legs with his colleagues, and urging him when he comes back Drink your own medicine.

Stacked for a long time, did not stack.

Andersa controlled the change of expression at the last moment - on such a serious occasion, and in front of her grandfather, she still needs to be careful.

Ferdinand had no idea what Andersa was thinking of at this moment. He just noticed the other's eye hidden under the bangs for the first time. That eye was blood-colored, obviously different from normal eyeballs: " Andersa, your eyes..."

"In the bombing of the Cecils... I was injured," Andersa touched the corner of her eye subconsciously, with a hint of shame on her expression, "After their treatment, the vision recovered, but the eyeball happened. Some changes - I volunteered to leave this mark as a reminder to myself."

Ferdinand stared at Andesa, and sighed softly after a while: "You... have suffered a lot."

This is probably the softest and most caring thing this "Duke of Steel" can say, right?

Andersa thought to herself, and shook her head slightly: "Physical injuries are not important. My performance in the Battle of Winter Wolf Castle... Did you disappoint?"

Ferdinand didn't speak, just looked at his granddaughter quietly, until the gaze almost turned into real pressure, he said: "Why should I be disappointed? Because you chose to surrender? Or because you failed to hold the fortress?" ?”

Andersa said nothing.

"Andersa, you did not defend the Winter Wolf Castle, and you were indeed the first Wolf General to surrender on the battlefield, but for the entire Typhon, what you defended was not just a Winter Wolf Castle," said Ferdinand Shen He said in a loud voice, "Make the right judgment at the right time, and take protecting the interests of the motherland as your mission. Have you accomplished these two things?"

Andersa didn't hesitate at all: "I did it."

"That's good," Pei Dinan finally smiled, "That's all I ask of you."

The old man opened his hands, his arms were still as broad as Andersa remembered:

"Welcome home, Andersa."

...

The cold sea breeze was blowing from the direction of the coastline, carrying a slightly salty smell in the wind. Melita Purnia landed on the large landing platform by the coast in bumps. When she saw that the camp not far away was still It was running in an orderly manner, and her compatriots were still busy, so she exhaled lightly.

She turned into a human form and landed on the landing platform—it is said to be a landing platform, but this is completely different from the old industrial products with sophisticated navigation systems, intelligent lighting, and intelligent self-cleaning functions. It is just an open and flat area outside the camp. On the high ground, the ground uses magical materials and deep notches to outline the line markers that can emit light and assist landing. A figure in a white dress is standing at the end of the slope not far away. When Melita appeared, this figure immediately greeted her quickly.

"Welcome back!" Noretta greeted her friend happily, and looked Melita up and down, "That's right—it seems that the long-distance travel didn't cause any problems with your injuries."

"It's just a round-trip flight to Loren Continent," Melita waved her hand indifferently, "it's not going to the elemental world to find someone to fight with."

While speaking, she glanced in the direction of the camp and asked casually, "Is everything okay here?"

"As you can see, everything is developing in an orderly manner, and the camp is much larger than when you left," Noretta said. "We have more help now-Agondor successfully restarted two A factory, our logistics supply is becoming stable, at least... the source and storage of basic materials are no longer so dangerous."

"That's good," Melita breathed a sigh of relief, "And is there any other good news?"

"As our 'ambassador', in theory, you should first talk about the situation outside," Noretta said with a smile, "but it doesn't matter, you should report after meeting Speaker Andal. As for now, You go home with me first—I have prepared a surprise for you."