Chapter 987

The cold wind over the sea whistled past the shield, the background of the sky and the sea kept retreating in the field of vision, the outline of the land was getting closer, and the communication with the Beigang hub became clearer.

Melita obviously picked up the pace.

"Maybe it's just that the Mithril Ring is broken," Gawain said casually to Miss Giant Dragon, although he was worried about the situation of Cecil and Typhon, "Although Tallond's skills are high, they are not enough. to the point of immortality."

"Probably," Melita looked a little absent-minded. "Anyway, we must hurry up... This time, something really big is going to happen."

Gawain didn't respond, just turned his head and looked at the direction of the Beigang coastline from a distance, without saying a word for a long time.

And not far from him, Veronica, who was closing her eyes, suddenly opened her eyes. The "Virgin Princess" stood up and looked in the direction of the land thoughtfully, with a hint of confusion on her face. .

But her expression didn't last long. After a few seconds of looking at her, she withdrew her gaze and regained the gentle but inhumane look of the past.

...

In the depths of the wasteland, trees are swarming around the impact crater formed after the explosion of the ancient imperial city.

A blue-and-white beam of light that seemed to penetrate the sky spewed out from the center of the impact crater. Bright rays of light illuminated the dark and dirty earth, and in the large "dense forest" that "grew" around the impact crater, a similar blue-white The optical flow is constantly jumping and flowing between the branches and vines that are approaching, entwining, and merging with each other, and countless strange-shaped "plants" are like the synapses in a giant organism. With the ancient capital as the center, it spreads out for several kilometers, and the stolen energy is like chemical substances and electrical signals transmitted between nerve synapses, flowing over and over again in this huge and entangled system.

But suddenly, this tense and busy "flow" came to an abrupt end, and the light that jumped and flowed between the branches and vines of the plants instantly froze, and flickered a few times as if the contact was poor. After just a few seconds, the whole The huge "forest" dimmed in pieces and turned into a black forest again.

In the center of the forest, in the buffer zone connected to the edge of the ancient explosion crater, large tracts of thick smoke rose up with several violent flashes, and more than ten thick vines were blown up and flew into the air, like elastic ropes that were quickly retracted. He retracted back into the forest, and Bolken, the "Grandmaster" who was controlling these vines, watched this scene and roared angrily: "Gemini! What are you doing?!"

A gust of wind blew, and the figures of Firna and Leerna appeared in front of Bolken, and their hands were still wrapped in the afterglow of magic power.

The two elves said in unison, "Saving your life, Grand Master."

On the inner wall of the impact crater not far away, the residual plant structure that was blown up has been reduced to ashes, and a huge energy channel is turning from dim to bright again.

There was a rustling sound from Bolken's branches, and his wrinkled face stood out from the bark: "What happened?"

"The operating efficiency of the Ophelia Matrix is ​​picking up. She has begun to scan and reset all energy channels. My respected Grand Master——" Leerna said the first half of the sentence, and Firna immediately connected without delay. In the second half of the sentence, "It looks like she's 'back', and if we're not going to fight the Iron Man Corps right now, then we'd better get out of this place immediately."

"What..." Bolken was startled, and then his face showed a look of anger, "Damn, damn...why is it so early... It's almost, the catalytic process is almost..."

His branches swayed in anger, and the whole twisted "Black Forest" was also shaking, and frightening clattering sounds came from all directions, as if the whole forest was roaring, but Bolken did not lose his judgment after all, in his consciousness After his anger was of no avail, he still decisively gave the order to evacuate - the twisted plants began to pull out their roots and scattered the intertwined vines and branches. It disintegrated into countless pieces and began to quickly evacuate to all parts of the wasteland.

"Be optimistic, Grand Master," Leerna looked at Bolken who was angrily directing the evacuation, with an indifferent expression on her face, "We didn't even expect to be able to extract so much energy from the catheter at first—catalysis It's not completely complete, but we've done most of the work, and the subsequent transformation can take place slowly. Until then, ensuring safety is the most important thing."

Bolken turned his face, and the pair of yellow-brown eyes embedded in the mottled bark looked at Leerna and Firna, and after a while he nodded: "You are right."

The evacuation of the Black Forest is being carried out in an orderly manner. The Grand Master Bolken and several main masters left here soon, but Leerna and Firna did not keep up immediately. The elf twins just Standing quietly on the edge of the impact crater, looking at the huge crater that sinks like a crater in the distance, as well as the huge crystal cone and blue-white energy beam at the bottom of the crater.

They could feel that the "inhuman soul" deep in the crystal vertebra was gradually awakening - not yet fully awakened, but one eye had already been opened.

"Did she find us?" Leerna suddenly said as if to herself.

"There shouldn't be - the direct detection module of the Ophelia Matrix has been permanently damaged hundreds of years ago. Now, in addition to the most basic damage warning system, she can only rely on the Iron Man Corps to understand the situation around the impact crater." Philna also replied as if talking to herself, "Our actions are very cautious, and we are always in the blind spot of the Iron Man Corps and the alert system."

"...It's really sad," Leerna looked at the crystal cone in the distance, and said with a tone of sarcasm or self-deprecation, "What a glorious star of the stars, the most beautiful and wisest imperial pearl... …is now just an undead trapped in ruins and graves, unwilling to die.”

"The disobedient are so unwilling to bow their heads and unwilling to die," Firna said quietly, and then Leerna also spoke, and they sighed in unison, "...It's really sad."

The gust of wind blew, and the withered leaves rolled into the air. After the wind and the leaves dissipated, the figures of the Elf Twins had disappeared on the edge of the impact pit.

...

A stately triple spire covers the broad council hall, and in this splendid room, councillors from the aristocracy, mages, scholars, and wealthy merchants are sitting in rows of fan-shaped armchairs.

The bright brilliance of the magic spar light shone down from the dome and shone on the faces in the parliament hall. Perhaps because of the light, the faces of these great people looked paler than usual. Against the black gowns favored by lawmakers, these pale faces, like pebbles swaying in black silt, are blind and meaningless.

A tense and oppressive atmosphere hangs over the place - and while it is oppressive most of the time, it is more oppressive today than ever before.

There was a constant humming in the hall, which was the whispers of MPs, and there were small groups of people who knew each other discussing some sensational news, but more MPs were paying attention to the most special position at the front of the hall - the royal family The seats reserved for delegates were now empty, and only two heavily armed knights and several attendants could be seen standing not far behind the seats.

Count Dürer sat in his own seat, turning a luxurious ring with a huge gemstone a little irritably. He turned the side with the gemstone to the palm of his hand and held it tightly until he felt a slight tingling before releasing it. Turn the gem around, and then turn it around again—he was doing such a meaningless thing, with pessimism and frustration, or discussions with blind confidence and enthusiasm in his ears.

The Empire and the Cecilians suddenly entered a state of war... It seems that there are traitors lurking among the noble groups at all levels... The Church of God of War has been infiltrated by the blasphemers, and the death of Pope Malm Dunit is suspicious... It seems that the army To be checked and cleaned, or cleaning has been carried out...

A dark cloud hangs over Aldernan, and the ignorant people at the bottom don't yet know the truth behind the recent repressed and tense atmosphere in the city. Representatives of the nobles and wealthy citizens at the top have the opportunity to get in touch with more and more internal news - but In the eyes of Count Dürer, the nervous chattering guys around him are not much better than the commoners.

At this moment, a voice came from not far away, a few seats away: "Mr. Count, did you know that the Knights of the Protectorate entered the inner city yesterday?"

Earl Dulle frowned subconsciously, but he adjusted his expression before turning his head over. He followed the voice and saw a bald man with a fat figure smiling at him. The other party is wearing a tight dress, a thin gold watch chain hangs from the breast pocket, and another thin chain hangs a pair of gold glasses, which are worn on the bridge of the other party's nose, or Said to be embedded in the fat on the other's face.

"Of course, the news has already spread among the members." Count Dulle nodded to the fat man, and said in a not-too-distant manner.

"It's really going to happen, Mr. Earl," the fat man shook his head, and the flesh around his neck shook twice, "The last time the Knights of the Protectorate entered the inner city was more than ten years ago... …”

Count Durer maintained a decent and polite smile, and casually echoed two sentences, but he was very disapproving of it.

Polberg, a speculative businessman, has only doubled his worth in the past two years through the hot wind of the magic industry. Except for his father, who is also a relatively successful businessman, such a person has never been able to get anything from his grandfather. family heritage, but such a person can also appear under the triple spire of the Parliament...

Count Durer would not question the emperor's decree. He knew that such a special "seat" was needed in the parliament, but he still didn't like speculators like Polberg... Money really swells such people too much.

Such speculative businessmen have not even added "Your Excellency" to a nobleman like him, but instead called him "Sir" - in the eyes of any high-class person who respects tradition and values ​​etiquette, this is obviously a matter of good order. destroy.

But even with such thoughts in his mind, Count Durer still maintained proper etiquette. He casually chatted with Polberg about some innocuous things. Half of the reasons for doing so were the necessary courtesy of the nobles, and the other half were for the sake of the nobles. It is because... the cotton plantations and several factories in the hands of Count Dürer still have to do business with Polberg.

Fortunately, this conversation did not last long. In the corner of Count Dürer's eyes, he suddenly saw a golden door at the front of the hall being opened.

The deputies fell silent immediately, and the humming in the hall came to an abrupt end.

Dressed in a long black court dress, with long black hair hanging down to her waist, the dignified and elegant Princess Matilda walked out of the gate. She glanced slightly sideways in the direction of the hall, and then turned her eyes to the direction of the hall. Go to your own seat.

Some of the escort's attendants and warriors also came in behind the princess.

Many people's eyes fell on Matilda, they watched the imperial pearl walking forward, but Count Durer's eyes quickly fell on the warriors who appeared with the princess-seeing those After the warrior's appearance, the Typhon noble's eyes changed slightly in an instant.

The whole body is dark armor, the breastplate is inlaid with obsidian crystals used to increase magic power, the hat and helmet bear the royal emblem, and the waist wears an enchanted long sword and amplifying orb.

Obsidian Custody!

This is the first time since Count Durer became a member of the aristocracy, the Obsidian Custodian has been seen stepping into this place!

Immediately, he instinctively turned his gaze to the golden gate, and saw one after another obsidian Custodian soldiers enter the hall, quietly replacing the guards who were standing guard all over the hall, and after the last Custodian entered the hall , as he expected, he saw a heroic black-haired young man walk in.

Prince Hadillon.

Count Dürer saw the prince in command of the Obsidian Imperial Army walk into the hall, and then stopped there as if guarding the gate. He glanced at the entire hall as if he was counting the number of people.

Originally fell into the quiet parliament hall, this moment seems to be even more deadly, and the silence at this time... seems to be something else.

Count Durer suddenly remembered what the speculator had just said when he was talking to him.

This time... it seems that something really is going to happen.

The next moment, Matilda sat down in her own seat, she tapped the table in front of her lightly, and all eyes in the hall instantly fell on her.

"Members," she cleared her throat and looked calmly at the faces in the hall that were getting paler in the lights and black dresses, "Today, we need to discuss a major bill concerning the future of the Empire.

"According to His Majesty's order, according to our holy and just laws, and according to the vital interests of all citizens of the Empire, considering the current state of war the Empire is facing and the disturbing changes that have occurred in the noble system and the church system, I now On behalf of the royal family of Typhon, the following proposals are proposed—

"Enable the emperor's supreme ruling power and temporarily close the imperial parliament."

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