Chapter 990

Faced with the sudden information from Typhon, Hetty reacted for a while before realizing the information reflected behind the incident. After a brief thought, she opened her eyes wide: "Did Rosetta want to..."

"The catastrophe was regarded by him as an opportunity," Gawain said slowly, "an opportunity to completely remove the stubborn forces in the country, reform the remnants, and reshape the ruling order. If I expected it right, the temporary closure of the parliament and the state of emergency It will be a precursor to a big purge...and it should be more than just a big purge."

"The Great Purge?" Heidi couldn't help showing an incredible look, "Is this his way of dealing with divine disasters?"

"No, it just means that he has the confidence to deal with the divine disaster, it means that the Obsidian Palace still has control over Typhon, and Rosetta Augustus has the means to restore the damage caused by the divine disaster in a short period of time. Chaos and order - the situation in Typhon is not out of control, so only the Church of God of War is out of control," Gawain shook his head, "It seems that no matter what the outcome of this divine disaster, the Church of God of War will not end well."

Hetty quickly thought about the impact of this incident on Typhon and Cecil, and couldn't help asking: "This may lead to greater chaos in a short period of time. Maybe it's a slow response at times - doesn't Rosetta August worry about the situation? Or does he think we're going to be honest and watch all this on the Winterwolf line?"

"If Rosetta is fast enough and prepared enough, then this incident will cause far less chaos in Aldenand than you might think, and it will only allow the Typhon royal family to complete the domestic battle in less time. The integration of all the forces has allowed Typhon’s military and industrial capabilities to quickly get rid of the chaos caused by the gods. Although the god of war is out of control, at this stage, he can only rely on polluting mortals to affect the world, and these are affected by him. The mortals affected are the targets of Rosetta's purge."

Gawain spoke in a leisurely manner. He glanced at the map of the mainland hanging not far away before continuing to add:

"As for this 'war' and what we might do...he's pretty accurate.

"We're not going to attack, at least not at this stage—Hetty, what do you think?"

Heidi blinked, she didn't seem to understand what Gawain meant.

"The current Typhon is a quagmire, and the quagmire is getting deeper and deeper," Gao Wen said in a deep voice, "If this is a normal war, we can naturally go through fire and water to defend our homeland. War has no meaning - in the case of being far from the mainland of Cecil, the effect of our network-based mental protection and purification technology will be difficult to guarantee, and the casualties of soldiers after stepping into the polluted area will be unpredictable. Second, We know better than the Typhons of the dangers of divine disasters and the dangers of gods turning into madness. Now that we have determined that behind this war is the out-of-control god of war pushing... and then continue to jump into this pit,

It can only make this divine disaster even more unfinished.

"By that time, we won't be fighting just the Typhons.

"Finally, and the most important reason - I have said more than once that in the face of world-class disasters, all human beings have a common destiny. I have never said these words."

Heidi nodded lightly, but soon muttered thoughtfully: "What you said... are all 'at this stage', right?"

"Yeah, at this stage, so I'm also very curious about how Rosetta intends to end this matter," Gawain nodded, "to advance the battle line to Winter Wolf Castle, we have already explained to our citizens, but Typhon... It's not easy for them to stop. The most important thing Rosetta Augustus needs to consider at this stage is how to stop those restless people while controlling the domestic situation as soon as possible..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.

Heidi cast a doubtful glance: "Ancestor, you..."

"Perhaps...he didn't intend to stop..." Gawain slowly narrowed his eyes, and in a brief flash of inspiration, he suddenly thought of another possible move by Rosetta Augustus-a Bold, it seems like a big gamble, but in fact it is the best plan move when there is no other choice, "Hetty, inform Philip, continue to send more troops to Changfeng Fortress, and control the Shadow Swamp in the shortest time. The nearby Mechanical Bridge, the Earth Python and Zero must enter the Winter Wolf Fort area for a maximum of half a week."

Hetty reacted quickly: "You mean... after the Typhon royal family regained control of the situation, the situation of the war will escalate instead?"

Gawain squeezed his chin and said in a low and serious tone, "I have this feeling... If Rosetta has realized the deeper hidden dangers in Typhon and wants to extract more benefits from this crisis, then he is likely to Will try something more daring - after all all the blame can now be thrown on a crazy god, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for someone who is looking for an opportunity."

Heidi lowered her head immediately: "I understand."

Gawain waved his hand, and then his eyes fell on the map of the continent not far away—the boundaries of Typhon and Cecil were intertwined in the northeastern part of the ancient Gondor Empire, and they were stubbornly resisting each other like two giant beasts. His throat, a large number of red lines and temporary labels surrounded the tortuous border, like blood beads oozing from the wounds of the two giant beasts.

He retracted his gaze and shook hands lightly where Hetty didn't notice. At this moment, he felt as if he was driving a chariot that had already been galloping, galloping on the edge of a dangerous cliff, unable to stop, Can't get out of control - and he believes that Rosetta Augustus is in a similar mood to himself at the moment.

He couldn't help but sigh softly: "Humans... are really a race with many contradictions."

Heidi was immersed in thinking, and couldn't hear what Gao Wen was muttering for a while: "Ancestor, what did you say?"

"It's nothing," Gawain waved his hand and looked up at the other party, "Notify the propaganda department, you can publicize the news of my return with a big fanfare - the scale of the propaganda can be larger, it is best to let the people of Typhon know as soon as possible... "

...

The situation in the Winter Wolf Fort area is becoming more and more tense. The Cecilians who occupy the main fortress are building fortifications and bunkers around the entire defense line. It seems that they have no intention of continuing to advance in a short time, and are ready to completely occupy that one. Regions are ready to work. Those construction machines roared day and night, and more and more soldiers entered the front line from the direction of the Contract Fort and the Shadow Swamp. Their propaganda machines were fully powered, and countless propaganda materials were being sent to all surrounding towns centered on Winter Wolf Fort. and trade routes spread.

In the process, the army of the Typhon Empire has carried out several counter-offensives - from a tentative attack at the beginning to a large-scale operation of several local legions later, their counter-offensive efforts are constantly escalating.

The Typhons are trying to retake their territory. These military operations have caused casualties on both sides, but it is clear that their combat effectiveness has declined, and the situation of the Typhons, who have lost an important fortress at this moment, is even worse.

The Cecil has firmly established itself on the frontier.

But all this has nothing to do with Andersa at the moment.

After the physical condition improved a little and could withstand the bumps and losses caused by the long-distance travel, the scarred wolf general was transferred out of the Winter Wolf Castle. She was first taken to Changfeng Fortress for a strict handover. After that, she was secretly sent to a magic energy train bound for Cecil. At this moment, she had crossed the last pass in the eastern border.

Andersa never thought that she would set foot on Cecil's land in this form.

The magic energy train is speeding on the track, and outside the window is the desolate wilderness scenery in winter. Trees with dead leaves and fallen rivers and rivers that have entered the dry season are dotted on the gray-brown ground. You can see silhouettes of the city and the countryside - large man-made buildings, towering towers, and a different landscape than Typhon.

Andersa leaned on a nearly soft "seat" and stared at the scenery out of the car window with some fascination. She adjusted her posture slightly, and the cushion under her body made a slight noise.

This seat is specially prepared for her. It can relieve the fatigue brought by the journey to the greatest extent, and also prevent the wounds that have just started to get better. Obviously, the Cecil people are doing their best to make their special prisoner of war survive safely— - You are of great use to them.

Andersa twitched the corners of her mouth. She was somewhat thankful for Cecil's meticulous care, and even without such care, she would have worked hard to survive.

A young female voice came from the side, interrupting Andersa's thoughts: "What's the view outside the window?"

Andersa glanced at the person beside her—Sister Marianne was sitting on an ordinary seat closest to her, looking at herself with a gentle smile. The nun was still wearing her "priest robe", which was close to a battle robe, in the car, and the battle staff (or warhammer?) was lying in a ready-to-use place, spread out on her knees A large, thick book, obviously, she was immersed in reading before opening her mouth to say hello to herself.

"The scenery in winter is the same everywhere," Andersa said casually, "it's a season of nothing in itself."

"I hope you can keep your current thoughts, so that you will be more surprised when we arrive at our destination," Sister Marianne smiled, "This is Cecil, and your common sense is not very useful here. ."

Sister Marianne is a person who is full of pride and self-confidence in her motherland. In the few days of getting along, Andersa has been deeply aware of this, so she did not entangle with the other party on this topic, but brought her. With a trace of sincere gratitude, he said, "Sister Marianne, thank you for your care these days."

"It's my duty, no thanks," Marianne smiled, "and I don't just have to take care of you these days—I'll be by your side for some time to come, until you're basically healed. "

Being cared for by someone he knows well, this is obviously also the special "care" that Cecil has given him.

Andersa was silent for a moment and asked softly, "Do I still have a chance to return to Winter Wolf Castle?"

"...I don't know, I'm just a nun," Marianne shook her head, "but you can still keep some expectations, after all, 'expectation' itself is free."

As she spoke, the war nun lowered her head again, and focused on her huge book that seemed to never be finished.

That might be a sacred teaching of the Holy Light.

It is said that in Cecil, the original Holy Light Church has been completely reorganized, and even the teachings have undergone earth-shaking changes. What this nun has been watching... is the new teaching?

Thinking so in her heart, Andersa couldn't help but feel a hint of curiosity. One of her eyes looked at the book on Sister Marianne's knee through the broken hair on her forehead, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "You have been in Look at this book...is it the teachings of your 'New Holy Light Cult'?"

"Doctrine? Of course not," Sister Marianne shook her head and held up the big book in her hand. "This is the "Emperor's Words." For me... it's almost as important as doctrine."

"Emperor... The Emperor's Holy Words?" Andersa chewed this strange phrase with some effort. She had never heard of such a book. "What is it about?"

"Recording some illuminating remarks of the great Gawain Cecil, it is constantly being updated and added, and I have the latest edition last month - do you want to see it?"

Record what Gawain Cecil said? Are you still adding new ones?

The expression on Andersa's face suddenly became strange, and she didn't know how to face such a thing. She wanted to say that she was not very interested in this book, but the enthusiastic Sister Marianne had already put the heavy book Handed it in front of her: "Look at it, it is still very interesting and inspiring - you can see the other side of His Majesty's wisdom and sense of humor. I have to remind you that this book will not be published. Issued, you need special channels to get it..."

Not yet publicly released?

Andersa suddenly felt that the book was even more suspicious, but she was also attracted by this sentence. Even if she was not interested, she still took the book handed by Marianne out of curiosity and flipped through it. After opening a page, the above words came into her eyes:

"Your eyes can deceive you, your ears can deceive you, your imagination can deceive you, but math doesn't -- no it doesn't, and if it doesn't I suggest you consider music or sports Specialty..."

Andersa: "???"

So this is what this war nun has devoted herself to studying for so many days without sleep or food?

Andersa raised her head in astonishment and looked at Marianne blankly: "This...is this really what that Gawain Cecil said?"

Sister Marianne shrugged indifferently: "Who knows—I don't think so, but these words do carry some truth, don't you think it's still very interesting?"

Andersa didn't know what to say for a while, she glanced at the words in the book again, but this time she couldn't help but read it twice more - no math, no, no...

Suddenly, the young General Wolf felt that the book seemed to have some value, and at least some of the words made sense...

She smiled, returned the big book to the nun, and at the same time asked casually, "Where are we going?"

"The best place for you to recuperate and recover, Cecil's miracle of life," Marianne said casually, with a smile and pride, as she took the book, "Let's go to Solimborg."

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