Chapter 1298 Young People Who Left Home

When the adventurer who wandered for six centuries finally returned to his long-lost home, he began to try to make a strange land his hometown from scratch, and when the information about "Sentinel" began to circulate among the upper echelons of the alliance member states, nervous The atmosphere gradually spread throughout the mortal world. When the entire northern region ushered in the coldest season of the year, and the breath of winter had arrived—the actions of the three empires against the wasteland finally started intensively.

In the Holy Spirit Plain, the loud siren broke the silence on the plain. An armored train with iron-black paintwork and a heavy main gun was gradually accelerating under the action of the repulsion mechanism, heading towards the southern mountain passes. Loaded with supplies, equipment, and fighting Imperial soldiers. The snow on the plain was blown up by the wind, and some snowflakes swirled through the barrier outside the train track, and slapped on the train's thick armor and reinforced crystal glass windows. Among the snowflakes, the Imperial Second Armored Division The regiment's markings are faintly discernible.

In Cecil City, the armored personnel carrier convoy was driving through the wide concrete avenue of Knight Street. The vehicle driven by the magic machine made a low roar, and it carried the magic soldiers wearing the second-generation magic armor. Bright flags fluttered on the front of every vehicle, and on both sides of the road, Cecil citizens in thick winter clothes huddled in the sidewalks and alleys, bidding farewell to the children, relatives and friends who were about to go to the front line of the wasteland.

In addition to this regular army, there is another special team marching with the army. Their armored vehicles are all decorated with the emblem of the Holy Light, and a strong and powerful beast shrouded in the Holy Light is etched on the thick armor of the turret. The iron fist, the scripture cloth filled with the Holy Light Prayer is wrapped around the main guns and track skirts of these tanks and armored vehicles, and is reinforced with thick rivets. Fu's battle group is moving forward in silence. The white knights are wearing thick power armor. Every step of the armor driven by the magic mechanism seems to shake the earth. The armed ladies are wearing mechanical gloves and holding combat staffs. , a faint light filled their surroundings.

These teams are moving towards the military station in the south of the city. An "Iron Scepter" light armored train is already waiting on the platform. After a brief farewell ceremony at the station, they will board the train under the leadership of their respective officers and travel through the darkness The passes in the mountains, and the railways in the Black Forest, all run together to the foot of the Great Wall, and are distributed among several propulsion bases, becoming part of the iron front there.

One block away, in a tall dormitory building, a pair of eyes looked out of the window. The owner of these eyes had short, crisp hair and distinctive Typhon features in the facial features. She turned and walked to the dormitory Beside the desk in the house, I saw a tall figure with long blond hair lying on the table and seriously writing something, and couldn't help but ask, "Mariannu, are you writing to home again?"

"I write it every week," said Typhon's international student called Marianne without looking up, "It's not the first time you've seen it."

"Ah, what I mean is how convenient the magic network communication is now. You can just send a message to your family directly, or you can pay more, and you can even talk to them 'face-to-face'," the short-haired girl looked at herself with a strange expression. This roommate with a somewhat rigid personality said, "How slow it is to write letters, especially now that there is a lot of wind and snow. Sometimes a letter can take ten and a half months to reach Aldernan."

"Magic net communication has the benefits of magic net communication, and writing a letter has the meaning of writing a letter—although you don't understand these meanings," Marianu stopped the pen in her hand and looked up at her roommate, "Carrie , what did you see?"

"I saw another team crossing the main road towards the south of the city, and they are also going to the front line of the wasteland," said the short-haired girl named Carrie, suddenly feeling a little emotional, "...not Knowing what's going on with us, will Aldernan have such a gathering of knights and mages crossing the Imperial Highway and rushing to the wasteland?"

"Of course, my brother was sent to General Andersa's new stronghold half a month ago.

"Mariannu said calmly, "And I will apply to go to the border after I return to China, and the application form has already been written. "

"...Go back to China," Carrie was in a daze for a moment, "Yeah, we are about to finish our studies here... It's really unbelievable that so many things happened in such a short period of time. I remember that just last winter, we even built a barricade on the corridor outside the door. You took two students to stand guard on the roof of the dormitory building all night. Everyone was worried every day that violent citizens would attack the college dormitory, and we All the security was built in those piled up tables and chairs - it's like a dream now looking back."

"Yes, it's like a wild dream—now that Typhon and Cecil are allies, and we will even fight alongside them on the border of the wasteland," Mariano nodded slightly, "Carrie, what do you want What are you going to do after you go back? I heard that you haven't filled out the letter of intent for graduation yet."

"I..." Carrie hesitated suddenly. She subconsciously looked back out of the window, only to see snowflakes falling from the sky, and the team rushing to the front could no longer be seen in her hazy vision. The castle-like towers and library of the city were also shrouded in the sudden dense snow curtain, "I haven't figured it out yet. My father wants me to go back and inherit his title sooner, and my mother wants me to enter the parliament - she said There are a lot of opportunities for young people in parliament now, but my grandfather is very against it, he just wants me to be a 'canary of peace' at home, not to participate in any political level matter……"

The aristocratic foreign student who was confused because he was about to graduate said, and suddenly sighed: "Hey, sometimes I really envy you, your path is clear and clear, from the very beginning you made up your mind to go as an imperial knight Throughout your life, all your family and friends will support your decision."

"It's not like your character." Marianne looked into Carrie's eyes quietly. "You are a cheerful and optimistic person. You were even more optimistic than you are now when we built barricades in the corridor last year."

Carrie stuck out her tongue, not knowing what to say for a while, she walked slowly back to the window, lowered her head and looked down at the scenery in the college—the snow had not yet melted, and the new snowflakes began to bloom. The flower beds and paths downstairs in the dormitory have been covered, and among the falling snowflakes, she saw a small figure trotting across the stone road outside the corridor, that figure had long light gray hair, Short as a child, he still held a heavy-looking package in his arms.

Probably the package in her arms affected her balance, or it might be because the cobblestone road was too slippery. The short figure suddenly became unstable, and her body was about to slip to the side. After seeing this scene, Carrie subconsciously waved her right hand, A strong air current rolled up in the path downstairs, helping the gray elf girl who was about to slide up. The latter was startled by the sudden change, and looked around in a panic like a frightened rabbit. Then, it took a few seconds for her to finally react. Following the induction of magic power, she looked up at the dormitory building, and waved her hand vigorously at the window where Carrie was.

"Well, it seems that for some people, the meaning of 'writing a letter' cannot be replaced by magic network communication," Carrie waved her hand in front of the window in response, turning around and said, "that little gray elf The princess seems to be going to post a letter again, I saw her running on the road with a package bigger than her head, and the letters I wrote to my family for a year don't have that weight..."

...

The cold wind whistled outside the longhouse, and the cold winter in the northern region embraced Windsong City, the capital of the gray elves, with her cold embrace. However, the city's central heating system newly built last year finally played a role this year, and the cold winter is no longer a need. Nested at home, carefully counting every piece of firewood that has endured the long test, in this ancient but young gray elf king city, the prosperous trading market continued until the end of Brumaire—if conditions permit, it may even be possible Extended to the beginning of the cold month of next year.

Wenna Baizhi wore a white cloak, and accompanied by the captain of the guard, Morelina, walked in the recently completed bazaar. This market specially prepared for winter has a high ceiling and a set of direct The heat exchange system connected with the municipal heating center, this advanced technology from the Cecil Empire has created an incredible, spring-like "warm shed" in winter, and businessmen from all over the world gather here In the huge market, they brought rich goods that were unimaginable to the former gray elf merchants through the northern railway system and the circumcontinental route, and these goods turned into huge wealth here every day.

"I never imagined there was such a situation in the world before," said Guard Captain Morelina, her voice husky, comfortingly magnetic, and her face a mixture of feline and human features. With a strong expression of surprise on his face, "It's constantly snowing outside, the entire moss forest, and even the entire north is already covered with ice and snow, but the number of merchants in the market and bragging travelers in taverns has only decreased by 20% compared to the past. This is after some roads had to be closed due to bad weather."

"In faraway Cecil, the situation can surprise you even more than here," Wenna Bai Zhi casually said, "It is said that their scholars are even considering restoring a Tarrond technology called 'ecological dome', It is necessary to cover an entire area with a huge magic shield, and then create an artificial weather system inside the shield..."

"Wow, that sounds unbelievable," Morelina flicked her fluffy tail in surprise, "Is this what Miss Meili described to you in her home letter?"

"...To be honest, I really don't want to recall those 'letters from home', but this is indeed what she mentioned in the letter," Wenna Bai Zhi sighed, "Since she went to study in Cecil, I have It’s time to memorize all the paths and streetlights in that human city.”

This is a private matter of the gray elf patriarch's family. As the "foreign guard", Morelina of course does not comment on it. She just calculated the time in her heart and said thoughtfully: "Miss Mei Li is about to finish. Did you study?"

"No, in another year, she has successfully passed the certification of advanced rune logic, and will go to the Imperial Rune Academy for further study," Wenna said, "If all goes well, she will be a senior rune scholar in one year. Returning to Windsong City as an identity—Merry will become the highest-level rune logic expert in the entire Ogulei tribal country, and there is hope for our own rune research."

"...I don't know much about this kind of professional stuff, but it sounds like a good thing," Morelina carried her favorite chopping axe, imagining in her mind what rune scholars usually do, and behind her The tail wriggled from side to side, "By the way, I heard that the two leaders, Wycliffe and Camilla, are sending troops to the east of the Holy Mountain. Do you know about this?"

"Of course, we are consolidating those ancient lines of defense towards the wasteland of Gondor. Humans and orcs are the main force of the tribal state's army. They will take the lead in military operations. This has been the case for hundreds of years-the gray elves are not good at fighting, but the wind Song City will also send out our own magical troops in the near future, and the goblins and Eldar are also preparing. Their golems and hidden walkers have not been put into battle on a large scale for hundreds of years, but their iron fists and The blade should still be strong."

"Those ancient lines of defense..." Morelina subconsciously looked at her palm, the fluffy palm slowly clenched into a fist, and after opening, sharp nails popped out, "Typhon, Baiyin and Sisi Erdu is adding troops to the wasteland defense line. It is said that the mountain troops trained by the elves in the Gaoling Kingdom also have very strong combat effectiveness, but we have enjoyed peace in the mountains for hundreds of years. What our soldiers are facing The most dangerous battles I've ever fought were nothing more than clearing out monsters that ran out of some ancient lairs, those ancient defense lines facing the wasteland... can they really resist those legendary aberrations now?"

"The main forces advancing towards the wasteland are the three empires, and what the other wasteland border countries have to face is only a small group of monsters that ran out in the process-although Wycliffe and the others seemed a little worried about this, the situation should be It won't be too bad," Wenna said unhurriedly, "The majestic wall of elves is still standing there, and those aberrations can only wander out in a small scale after all."

"I hope so," Morelina said softly. She looked at the prosperous market in front of her, at the wholesale merchants in the market and the signs and flags with various emblems, and her magnetic voice was very deep, "We are Just ushered in this scene of prosperity..."

"No one wants the prosperity here to end early, and no one wants to fight the monsters in the wasteland, but this world will not run according to our will," Wenna Baizhi said softly, "A developed business and a stable market are both Built on strong security guarantees, we are only entitled to talk about economic prosperity if we are alive..."

Morelina thoughtfully listened to the words of the short but intelligent gray elf leader beside her, and at this moment, a tall black-haired human suddenly appeared in her sight, and turned towards the come.

"Mr. Schwak," Wenna also saw the figure coming this way, and she recognized that it was her human advisor, with a smile on her face, "What happened?"

"Miss Meili's home letter has been delivered, ma'am," consultant Schwak said with a slight bow, "it's already on your desk."

The smile on Wen Na's face froze instantly.

After a while, she tilted her head to the side, and said helplessly: "Morelina, do you know that according to the speed of delivery of letters and the efficiency of Meili's writing home letters, when a home letter is placed on my desk , which means she's already running off to deliver another package, so I'm feeling double the pressure now..."

"But in fact, you only need to read one letter now." Morelina corrected her seriously.

"Yeah, a 'letter' letter," Wenna said, almost gritting her molars, and she looked up at her advisor, "Mr. The words are 'swept' into a magic circle, and then a few useful sentences are extracted in an instant, and then stuffed into my mind in an instant?"

"...Ma'am, please be realistic, speed reading magic has its limits."

"Well, I don't think so either..."

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