Chapter 1198 Marching

The latest website: The "Gate" project carried out in the Fort of the Treaty is the first large-scale joint action since the establishment of the Theocracy Council. Albert——Although the only countries that can directly participate in this great plan are Typhon and Cecil, the two human empires, within the alliance, there are countless pairs of eyes watching the progress of the Fort of the Treaty.

Those countries that are unable to directly participate in the project have either tried their best to send top scholars, even if these scholars can only do some "survey" "marginal work" on the project site; To be able to know the results of the door opening process earlier; or to provide a large number of ancient books and references in the field of theology in exchange for a qualification enough to leave a name on the list of participating countries...

These powers gathered from the various countries were like a trickle, and finally integrated and channeled through the channels of the two empires, and were injected into this majestic castle standing in the cold wind.

"Contract Castle..." On the way to the main hall of the castle, Windsor Mapel couldn't help but raised her head, looked at the flag flying high above the castle, and said thoughtfully, "It was established in the Ansu era. , and witnessed the fall of Anzu... The peace agreement between Ansu and Typhon, the commercial agreement between Typhon and Cecil, the armistice agreement, the new peace agreement... one after another symbolizes the "unity and progress together" 'The agreements were all signed here, and to this day, forces from different countries and races have been gathered here to devote themselves to one cause, and this 'Fort of Treaty' has finally lived up to its name..."

"I don't remember you being such an emotional person, able to express such deep insights." Daniel glanced at the former apprentice lightly, "Don't you just know how to study magic in the laboratory?"

"...Teacher, you are joking. This is not a deep understanding of mine, but just a feeling." Windsor laughed, shaking her head slightly and said, "I just remembered the past few years between us and Ansu and Se The various events that happened in the Syl Empire seem to be inseparable from this castle. Even His Majesty has said in private that this castle will leave a strong mark in the history books of later generations. .”

"It's also good for important historical events to be concentrated in one place," Daniel said casually, "at least future students can memorize a few place names when they memorize materials-if you encounter a major historical event that you really can't remember the place where it happened, fill in the Contracting Fort has at least half the probability of scoring."

Windsor suddenly showed a look of surprise. She looked at the old mage blankly, as if she couldn't believe what she heard, but Mary, who had been walking behind with her head bowed, couldn't help laughing, and then quickly covered her mouth. Shut up.

"What are you laughing at, you're useless," Daniel turned his head to look at the black-haired female apprentice, then looked up at Windsor, "Why don't you smile?"

"I..." Windsor choked,

He twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Sorry, mentor, I didn't expect you to be joking, I didn't realize it all at once..."

"The two of you are almost equally worthless," Daniel shook his head seemingly dissatisfied, then looked up to the front, the gate of the main hall was not far away, and the flag representing the Cecil Empire was flying on the flagpole in front of the main hall On one occasion, he asked casually, "Who is the technical director sent by Cecil? Have you inquired about it? Do you understand?"

"Ah, of course, I have inquired about it." Windsor nodded immediately, and said the information he had obtained through internal channels earlier in the morning, "It is the chief arcanist of the Cecil Empire, Master Kamel Slane—— It is said that he is a powerful ancient heroic soul, who came from the heyday of the Gondor Empire and has lived for a thousand years. Some kind of powerful and incredible pure energy reshaped his body, making this powerful ancient magic Master can live forever..."

When talking about events in this extraordinary realm, even a powerful and noble legendary mage accidentally entered a state of gossip, and Windsor Mapel said a lot of "extraordinary legends" about Kamel Slane in one breath and "epic experience", and then suddenly reacted and coughed twice in embarrassment: "According to the documents disclosed within the Theocratic Council, Master Kamel is an ancient rebel who knows many secrets in the field of gods. He specializes in His technology tends to be ancient runes, mathematical logic, and the theory of arcane evocation, and the pure arcane energy source we used this time was designed by him."

Daniel listened quietly to the apprentice's narration, the expression on his face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, until after Windsor's voice fell, he nodded slightly, and said very calmly: "I heard something."

Mary, who was following Daniel, lowered her head from just now, hiding her eyes and expressions—does she know how her mentor is related to Master Kamel? She is an old acquaintance, and she has often been on the nerves lately. The level of playing cards on the Internet, the basic process of the two masters playing cards is as follows: Daniel wins, and Kamel asks Mary a question, and Kamel wins, Daniel asks Mary a question...

Windsor couldn't see Mary's expression, nor could she hear Daniel's thoughts. She just felt that the instructor's attitude was a little too cold, so she couldn't help reminding: "Master Kamel is a respectable scholar. I I have read some of his papers in the public journals, and not only I, but many in the Royal Society of Mages respect him. You can also get closer to him-after all, the relationship between Typhon and Cecil is now The relationship between them has been harmonious, and academic exchanges are even more supported by His Majesty, on this matter, even those domestic congressmen can't say anything."

Daniel squinted at Windsor: "Do you think I care about those walking dead in the parliament?"

Windsor was choked immediately, and he could only smile awkwardly, but he was not surprised by this in his heart—the mentor has always been a proud person, and unless he really got his approval, others said that the boasting of God would be in his ears. It is meaningless, this is still the case in Typhon's academic circle, let alone facing a scholar from another country, it is normal for him to have such a reaction.

Daniel saw the change in Windsor's expression. He still maintained the same indifference and indifference on his face, but there seemed to be a smile in the depths of his eyes. Then he passed his former apprentice, stepped forward, and pushed open the door leading to The door to the main hall.

In the main hall of the Treaty Fort, the brilliance of the magic spar lamp illuminates this spacious and imposing place.

This hall, which is a mixture of the architectural styles of Typhon and Cecil, is completely made of extremely solid boulders, and its walls are coated with special paint mixed with fine gold powder, which makes the entire hall glow. A faint metallic luster. There is not a single pillar in the entire hall, and the round high dome is completely supported by an exquisite structure, and the biggest benefit of this structure for the people who are in this fort today is that they can move the huge dome more easily. The portal device is installed inside the hall instead of continuing to remove more pillars, walls and do a lot of follow-up reinforcements.

At this moment, in the place where kings and emperors used to sign alliances, frontline commanders used to direct operations, and places where the wounded were treated urgently during the God Killing War, a "battle" at the forefront of technology has begun. A huge metal pedestal with a multi-ring structure was installed in the center of the hall where the oath altar was originally placed—the covenant originally stored here had already expired with the disintegration of Ansu and was recycled into the museum.

Around the metal base, a large number of auxiliary devices are still in the basic state. Countless parts and materials are stacked in an orderly manner throughout the hall. Construction workers are using paint to draw the remaining work areas and baselines on the ground. Technicians in all kinds of magician robes, engineering mages, and Typhon scholars came and went between various areas, busy counting supplies, checking equipment conditions, and directing workers to construct.

A tall figure full of the radiance of the Olympiad is floating next to the pedestal in the center of the hall, subtle energy sparks are jumping and flowing between his rune armor pieces, and he is curiously observing the complex set in the pedestal device. Rune array, and exchange a few words with the technicians beside him from time to time - this is Kamel Slane, the chief think tank and grand arcanist of the Cecil Empire, as the Cecil side of the "Gate" plan The chief technical officer, he was ordered to oversee the crucial project here.

A strange breath came from the direction of the entrance of the hall, and Kamel immediately stopped talking with the people next to him. He turned around in the air, and saw three figures appearing at the door, walking towards this side.

One is a tall and dignified middle-aged lady, the other is an old and gloomy old mage wearing a black robe, and a young female mage also wearing a black robe and short black hair. Followed behind the old mage, like a baby bird following the steps.

The brilliance of the Olympiad in Kamel's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he floated down from mid-air, towards the direction of the visitor - he met Daniel's eyes very calmly, with a happy "expression" on his "face", without the slightest Worried that the Typhon technicians next to him could see the slightest clue from the change in his "look".

After all, except for a few colleagues who get along with Cecil day and night, no one in this world can see the slightest expression change from his 200 lumen face...

"Master Kamel," Windsor came to Kamel with a dignified smile on his face - except in front of the mentor and His Majesty, the president of the Royal Wizards Association can maintain the most up-to-date attitude on any occasion. Appropriate smile, "Good day - this is my mentor, Master Daniel, this is Mary, a senior scholar from the Imperial Craft Association, and also another apprentice of my mentor."

While talking, the legendary mage couldn't help but look at Kamel again. Her gaze swept over the arcane sparks and rune armor pieces that were full of him, with curiosity and surprise in her eyes.

It's an incredible life form... he needs to eat and? Do you need to drink water? Need to go to the bathroom? Need to recharge? Do you have normal heat and cold perception? Need to sleep? Do you need to turn off the lights when you sleep? If need be...how did his "lights" turn off?

Windsor Mapel lowered his head slightly, suppressing all the series of slightly offensive questions that popped up in his mind, while Kamel turned his attention to Daniel. After a brief stare, he broke the silence and said in his voice With a smile: "It's the first time I met you. It's a pleasure to meet you, Master Daniel——I've heard of your name in some academic newspapers."

"It's my first time meeting you, and I'm also very glad to meet you, Master Kamel," Daniel maintained his usual indifferent expression, "I've heard about you too—from my apprentice."

Mary on the side lowered her head like Windsor, with a look of not daring to breathe, as if she was too nervous because she saw such a "character" for the first time.

In fact, she was really nervous - because she hadn't solved any of the three big questions that Master Kamel left for her when they met in the neural network last time...

After two simple greetings, Kamel floated half a step forward, stretching out an "arm" full of the brilliance of the Mathematical Olympiad: "Shake hands? This is the way we Cecilians express our goodwill."

Daniel glanced at the energy pulse flowing on the opponent's arm, and asked cautiously, "Is it hot?"

"Don't worry," Kamel laughed, "you won't even feel noticeable heat."

Only then did Daniel stretch out his hand, a palm made of flesh and blood came into contact with a mass of surging arcane light, and then quickly separated.

"Okay, the necessary greetings and mutual introductions have been completed, now let's get down to business," Kamel said, taking half a step back and turning his gaze to Windsor Mapel, "I was just observing the base of your portal The structure now has some questions, and I hope they can be answered..."

A smile appeared on Windsor's face immediately: "Of course, you can ask questions."

...

When the technicians in the Fortress of the Treaty started to build a "bridgehead" in order to march towards the Kingdom of God, at the southern foot of the Dark Mountains, another large-scale "march" plan was also in full swing. The first step in action was launched.

The southern exit of the disobedient fortress is also an important gateway located on the gentle south side of the Dark Mountains. In the outer area of ​​the "South Gate Fortress" that is armed with magical cannons and alloy armor to every inch of the wall bricks, engineering vehicles are Gathered in the first city wall, a large number of resources, machinery and personnel mobilized from the territory of the empire formed several batches of teams here. The material boxes from the factory were sent to large trucks, and the tanks and multi-purpose combat vehicles performing escort missions were undergoing the last round of inspections and were preparing to head to the south in the near future.

The great architect Gordon stood on the height of the outer city wall, his eyes turned away from the convoy in the assembly area, and turned to the forest outside the city wall.

In the distance, the Black Forest was still lush, and dense and distorted huge plants filled his field of vision. These plants, which had been nourished by the chaotic magic in the wasteland, had become extremely strong and showed no signs of fading in the past winter. And in the midsummer that just ended, more twisted plants emerged from the edge of the Black Forest, as if they wanted to provoke the "border" set by the Cecil Empire at the South Gate Fortress.

Of course the Imperial soldiers garrisoning the fortress could not stand this provocation, so they responded justice to the Black Forest during the last fortnight of summer with heavy burners and garrison guns on the ramparts - and now those growths on the edge of the forest are no longer After being driven back once, Gordon looked in the direction of the last burning, as if he could still see the green smoke curling up from there.

"Build a railway that runs through the Black Forest..." the architect muttered twice, with a smile on his face, "This is really a bit of a challenge."