Chapter 349: Lanqi's Shocking Call

After an unknown amount of time of fleeing, the strong wind on the snowfield brought Agnello to the wall of Bonn, the northernmost city of the Snowfield Province.

The towering walls of this city-state were engraved with weathered symbols, and the city gates merged with the snowfield. The nearby military guards were patrolling, and their vision was sharp, and every detail could not escape their eyes.

Agnello accelerated forward in the snow, and the wind and snow behind him almost swallowed him up. The sky was gray, and only flying snowflakes danced in the air.

As he approached the city-state wall, the wind and snow gradually weakened, and the heavy clouds seemed to no longer cover the Bonn city in front of him. Instead, a faint ray of warm sunshine fell from the gaps in the clouds.

This light, which began to brighten, was like a guide, reflected on the city wall, giving the edge of the ancient stone wall a layer of golden edges.

Agnello's eyes were attracted by it, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down. The fear that remained in his chest began to be replaced by safety and hope. The protective barrier of the city-state seemed so gentle and kind, like a harbor in heaven.

Agnello walked into the city gate, no longer looking so panicked. When the guards checked him, he took out the unique Imperial Army ID card from the inside of his clothes, which was engraved with his name and identity mark.

The guards saw his identity and immediately saluted and respectfully let him go.

The city gate slowly opened in front of him, revealing the interior of Bonn City. Standing on the high ground, the city gate looked down, and the busy streets, lively markets and buildings made the city full of vitality, which was completely different from the silent snowfield.

Agnello took a deep breath. He could feel that the anxiety that had been suppressed for a long time in his chest was released, and his heartbeat gradually stabilized. Every cell was rejoicing for this moment of peace.

Walking forward along the main street, he understood that although he had escaped this time, he now had a more important task to complete.

The people in the city had no idea what was happening in the outside world. They continued their lives with foolish laughter.

If it weren't for the fact that the high priest Loren was not far from the Snowfield Province, he would have chosen some more lucky people and slaughtered all these animals as evidence to send to the Tyrant Catholic Church.

The closer to the center of the city-state, the more regular and solemn the buildings appear.

One of the most eye-catching buildings is the Temple of the Knights of Annihilation standing at the end of Bonn Square.

Its spire stands tall, and every piece of stone condenses the traces of history.

When Agnello saw the temple, he smiled a little.

Walking into the temple, he immediately found the high priest stationed in the temple.

Seeing the son of Annihilation Agnello, the high priest's eyes showed a trace of shock, and then quickly turned into joy.

"Lord Agnello, your arrival is an honor for our branch of the Knights of Annihilation in the Snowfield Province."

He saluted.

"Save your compliments, I need to see the governor of Bonn City, immediately."

Agnello didn't have much patience to beat around the bush with the high priest, and said coldly.

The high priest was somewhat surprised by Agnello's order. It was obvious that there was something very urgent that made Agnello show such an attitude, but the high priest nodded quickly and gestured to Agnello to go directly outside the temple.

"Of course, I'll take you to the Governor's Mansion."

He responded.

The interior of the temple was magnificent, but Agnello was not moved. He just walked through the corridor with the high priest and quickly left the temple.

The streets of Bonn City are paved with snow-white stone bricks, with trees and flower beds on both sides. Although there are winds and snow all year round, the green plants in the north are still lush here.

When the pedestrians on the street saw Agnello and the high priest of the Silent Branch passing by, they all stepped aside.

Agnello had no idea about the attitude of the people of the Snowfield Province. This place was almost a province abandoned during the war. If it were not for the geographical location being extremely far away from the Northern Border Province and relatively close to the Box Mountain Province, it would have been destroyed long ago.

In addition to being full of stubborn nobles, this remote province itself is also in a mess. Even the imperial capital Helrom has not had anyone take over the post of governor.

However, I heard that some time ago, a new governor with strong hands took office in the Snowfield Province. Bonn City even built a governor's mansion for him in advance. The governor worked directly here after taking office. As for the original lord of Bonn City, Viscount Black Bonn, who was imprisoned for treason, he will be escorted to the imperial capital Helrom for further trial. Now the city-state is managed by the governor and several other lords, and has become a new administrative center recognized by the dignitaries and the people of the province.

Soon, Agnello and the archpriest arrived at the other end of the city-state. There was a more magnificent new building in the distance-the Governor's Mansion of the Snowfield Province in Bonn City. On the stone road, the footsteps of the two echoed with a sense of urgency.

Crossing a wide square, the two came to the Governor's Mansion in Bonn. The mansion stood on high steps, and the door was surrounded by various statues of imperial heroes, as if their heroic spirits would still protect the empire for thousands of years.

The archbishop told the guards at the gate about their purpose, and the guards immediately let them in and contacted the big shots in the mansion with communication equipment.

The door of the Governor's Mansion slowly opened, revealing a magnificent hall. Exquisite tapestries were hung on the left and right walls, on which were painted the totems of the city-states in the Snowfield Province, and the wall lamps cast a soft light.

Before Agnello waited in the hall for long, a middle-aged man came down the spacious steps. He was wearing a dark brown noble robe and seemed to be working, so he took time out to meet the two because of their arrival.

In the hall of the Governor's Mansion, every guard present saluted and expressed deep respect to the middle-aged nobleman.

"Excuse me, Archbishop, what is the matter with you coming to the Governor's Mansion today?"

Viscount Levin Kingston walked up to the two people with a calm and composed look in his eyes, inviting them to come in while asking.

"I am not here to see you, but our Lord Son of Desolation has an important matter to visit."

The Archbishop briefly introduced Viscount Kingston's identity to Agnello, and said to Agnello: "Lord Agnello, this Viscount Kingston is the current acting governor of the Snowfield Province. When the governor is away, he can handle many affairs on his behalf."

"It turned out to be Lord Son of Desolation."

Hearing this, Viscount Kingston showed an expression of enlightenment and respect on his face,

"If you have any instructions, just tell me."

Viscount Levin Kingston spoke in a calm tone, and every word was clear, giving people a very stable and reliable feeling.

The Son of Desolation nodded lightly.

"Viscount Qinston, I need to use the communication terminal of the Snowfield Province immediately to establish contact with the battle line on the northern border and the imperial capital Helrom."

Agnello's voice was without any extra emotion.

"But, the communication terminal of our Snowfield Province is now under the control and restrictions of the imperial military."

Viscount Qinston was slightly startled, nodded slowly, and responded.

"I have the authority."

Agnello glanced at Viscount Qinston with a cold expression.

"Okay, we will naturally meet your request as soon as possible, but what urgent matter has occurred that requires you to contact the imperial capital and the battle line so hastily?"

Viscount Qinston continued to move forward with Agnello and the high priest, and asked with a little concern.

Agnello's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance, and soon returned to indifference.

Viscount Qinston is a shrewd man. It is normal for him to care about the safety of the Snowfield Province. What's more, he now wants to let as many people as possible know the news that "Loren appeared in the territory of the empire."

"The high priest Loren from the southern continent has arrived. I must use the communication terminal to inform the high-level officials of the empire of this urgent news as soon as possible. The rest will be discussed after the contact is completed."

Agnello answered briefly.

"Really?"

Viscount Qinston immediately raised his eyebrows and exclaimed in surprise.

But he did not say much, just nodded slightly, and quickened his pace with a solemn look, motioning Agnello to continue to follow him, as if he understood the urgency of the problem.

The three of them walked up the stairs to the third floor of the Governor's Mansion. The carpet on the corridor was embroidered with golden emblems and coats of arms, reflecting the glorious will of the snowfield. This floor was the meeting area and the Governor's Office, guarded by elite guards from several provinces. The lights were arranged very appropriately in every corner, and the dazzling chandeliers on the high arched ceiling illuminated the entire corridor as bright as day.

The team led by Viscount Kingston stopped in front of a large oak door. He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, revealing an exquisitely decorated office with dark wood-grain wallpaper on the walls and bookshelves filled with precious ancient books and archives of the city-state.

On the desk, neatly organized documents to be processed and valuable magic devices were placed.

One of them was a communication terminal connected to the provincial transfer center.

Viscount Kingston gestured to Agnello to go to the communication terminal: "Lord Son of Extinction, please."

Agnello nodded indifferently, then looked at Viscount Kingston and the archbishop without saying a word.

The two were caught in his gaze and immediately understood. They greeted him and turned back to close the door.

So.

In this spacious office, Agnello was the only one left.

His body involuntarily relaxed a little.

The air was filled with a faint scent of amber, and the wall lamps cast ample light throughout the space. Every decoration and layout in the style of the Protos Empire showed that this was an orderly and stable power center.

This was exactly the sense of security and reliance that Agnello needed while fleeing and fighting.

He stepped to the communication terminal, put the special [encrypted communication program] of the imperial military into the terminal, and began to make the necessary contacts.

Waiting for the communication to be connected, his heartbeat began to accelerate again.

As long as this message that was enough to shock the Protos Empire was passed on, it would still be a great achievement.

He would gain greater trust and unimaginable reputation from the Protos high-level officials!

There was a buzzing and prompt tone in the microphone, which was a signal of successful connection.

Agnello's mission was finally about to be completed. All the pressure and shadows behind him were dissipated by the sun at this moment, and filled with deep satisfaction and expectations, as if after a long journey, he finally saw the oasis in his heart.

The next second.

A gentle voice came from the microphone that surprised Agnello.

"Hello."

Agnello was just immersed in the peace and hope in his heart, but when this voice sounded.

A chill seemed to flow into Agnello's brain from his ears.

His hand trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and he wanted to drop the microphone.

This did not sound like the voice of an officer from the Imperial Capital Helrom Defense Department.

What frightened him even more was that he seemed to have heard this voice not long ago!