Chapter 592: An Unexpected Event

Roland was sitting in the office, listening to the information from the front line.

"Silver... hiss... Guangcheng has lowered the drawbridge... hiss... we are... entering the church... hiss..."

"Understood, be careful." Nightingale replied.

"It seems that this is the limit distance." Roland spread out the map and drew a circle at the location of Silver Light City. "If you want to directly connect with the east and north borders, you must set up a transfer station here."

Ever since he acquired the Sigil of Listening, he has been obsessed with the feeling of knowing everything that happened in the distance. The high exchange of information made him seem to have returned to the previous era. At this moment, he seems to be sitting in the command hall, monitoring the entire Every step of the combat situation.

It's a pity that the listening sigil can't spread infinitely. Just like the tracking sigil's ability to point will be greatly weakened after a certain range, the two magic stones are too far apart, and the sound cannot be guaranteed to be clear and stable. From the looks of it now, at least one transfer is needed to spread the order of Neverwinter to the whole country.

"And the number of sigils is not enough." Nightingale picked up a piece of dried fish, "You only made four pairs in total, half of which was spent on tooth extraction alone. It is not easy to catch another devil back."

This problem does exist. The sigil can only transmit sound in one direction. If you want to achieve the effect of instant communication, you need at least two groups in the hands of the witch.

However, compared to flying couriers or manpower delivery, it is already considered extremely efficient.

Of course, the seal is not impossible to improve.

According to Agatha, its quality depends on the strength of the magic power of the fused blood. For example, the Listening Sigil made by Anna has a better communication effect. If you add the blood of a high-level devil, maybe a set will be enough. Covering the entire Kingdom of Graycastle.

"Hiss... something is wrong... wait..."

Sylvie's intermittent voice sounded again, and these words lifted the spirits of the two people at the table.

"Another pure person appeared?" Nightingale swallowed the dried fish in one gulp, "Or is it a moving magic black hole?"

Fortunately, the former can be said to be directly positioned and fired, while the latter has two possibilities-one is a believer wearing a god stone, and the other is a God's Punishment Army who is not afraid of magic by nature.

"No... hiss... I didn't see the...reaction of the god stone..."

"No god stone?" Roland frowned.

"No... there is nothing in the church..." The voice paused for a moment, "We... went in... hiss... the basement is also empty..."

The two looked at each other in dismay, the church is... escaped?

"This situation is not impossible," Roland said angrily after a while, "I was too cautious."

There is no one in the kingdom who can stop the First Army, and the nobles are unwilling to take the initiative to run into the muzzle, but it does not mean that the idiots among them will not secretly report to the church - the latter will definitely not win It is also normal to evacuate the city with supplies. Unlike the capture of Longsong Fortress and Falling Dragon Ridge, the nobles who were not affected by the disaster probably watched the whole looting operation. It is estimated that shortly after the attack on Chishui City, churches in other cities received reports that "the fourth prince is searching for God's Stone of Retaliation" Flying Pigeon Biography.

If we split up our troops from the beginning and send three teams to attack three cities at the same time, we might be able to wipe them all out.

"You can't say that," Nightingale handed a piece of dried fish to Roland's mouth. "After all, Sylvie is the only one who can see through the enemy's ambush. If you encounter a difficult Purist, the dispersed army may be severely damaged. Prudence has its benefits as well."

Roland was slightly taken aback, and bit the dried fish, "You are quite good at comforting people now."

"Hey," she said with a sly smile, "how's it going, are you feeling better? If you're still not happy, I'll rub your shoulders for you - Wendy taught me a technique, which is said to be very comfortable. "

"Wendy even knows this?"

"She knows a lot of things." Nightingale raised her eyebrows, "The Mutual Aid Society trekked all the way, and when it suffered all kinds of hardships, it was her who stabilized the team. Otherwise, with Hakara's strange temper, everyone would have been driven away." Run away. Nobody does a better job of taking care of her sisters."

Roland fumbled his chin. There is no government affairs to deal with at the moment, and the First Army has successfully entered the Silver City. It's better to relax and take a nap.

Just when he was about to respond, the magic stone in Nightingale's arms made another sound.

This time the voice was extremely clear, as if shouting in the ear.

"Here is lightning, repeat, here is lightning, please answer!"

Witches don't have many entertainment activities, so Roland will occasionally tell some novel stories in nature class, which can not only improve their interest in learning, but also increase their knowledge - ever since he told the story of pilots conquering the sky, Lightning Immediately fell in love with this unique way of talking.

But to Roland's ears, such a conversation was very awkward. After Nightingale activated another set of magic stones, he coughed twice, "Uh, tell me, I can hear you."

"The red mist behind the snow mountain has disappeared... no, it is disappearing!"

"What?" The two asked at the same time, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Maggie is also here, you can ask her!"

"The fog has indeed lightened a lot!"

"No, you should first say that this is Maggie, and then report the content..."

"Cuckoo?"

"Where are you now? Don't get too close to the devil's camp, come back quickly," Roland feared that the little girl's spirit of exploration would explode, so he flew directly into the camp to investigate. If another high-level devil was drawn out, it would be over.

"Lightning understands!" Fortunately, she replied quickly.

"Go and get Agatha," Roland said to Nightingale, "Maybe only she knows what's going on."

Since killing the Demon Slayer, he has been paying attention to the movement behind the snow mountain—the coal fleet heading to the source of Chishui is divided into groups of four or five, and each group of escorts has an animal messenger in their hands. In addition, Lightning and Maggie's practice range was also set on the front line from the snow mountain to the hidden forest, aiming at the sudden attack of the devil.

As a result, not only did the devil not retaliate, but even the red mist began to dissipate?

Agatha came to the office soon, but after listening carefully to Lightning's report, she was a little puzzled, "The Federation rarely has the opportunity to get close to the devil's rear camp, so I have never heard of such a situation, even in In the decades-long war, they have not seen any retreat."

"In that case, let's continue to observe," Roland finally decided. "Maybe the red mist is only temporarily weakened. It's better to be cautious about this matter."

He didn't want to compromise any witch at this time.

Five days later, lightning sent news that the red mist behind the snow-capped mountains had completely disappeared. 8