Sword of Daybreaker

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Adesha shook the head, threw away the bold thought that suddenly came out of his mind.

She is not a believer herself (this is very rare in this World), but even if she is not a believer, she never really thought that one day Empire’s army, officials and the noble system above would completely eliminate Priest and What the power of the Holy See will look like, this is an overly bold idea, and as a border general, it is not enough to think about this kind of problem level.

“We have been outside long enough,” she exhaled and said to the side attendants, “It’s time to go back to the fortress.”

As she said, she lifts the head and saw that the north wind was hoisting the Empire flag on the tower in the distance, three Griffin Knights and two battle mages patrolling from low altitude were passing by Farther away, there is a faint light azure magic eye floating in the clouds, which is the movement of Winterwolf Castle’s mage sentry in the direction of the plain.

After most of the War God Priest was transferred from his post, Winterwolf Castle’s defense force has not been weakened, but has become more rigorous than before due to proactive mobilization and new patrols. However, this temporary The enhancement is at the cost of extra consumption, even if Empire is strong, it cannot be wasted for a long time.

I hope Oldern can come up with a solution as soon as possible.

With this in mind, Adesha left the market with two entourages and returned to Winterwolf Castle next to the town.

She stepped into the castle, walked through the corridors and stairs, and reached the second floor of the castle. As soon as she stepped out of the stairs, she saw one of her own soldiers standing at the door of the study waiting for herself.

“General,” seeing Adesha appear, the soldiers immediately stepped forward to save a salute, “Have your letter-from Oldern, purple Luanweihua imprint.”

“What’s Matilda’s letter,” Adesha’s smile appeared on her face, and she soon recovered. She took the lacquer envelope from her soldiers, slightly nodded, “Work hard, go on.”

“Yes, general.”

The soldiers left, Adesha turned around and walked into the study. She opened the lacquer seal of the letter seal, and glanced at the purple luan tail flowers in the corner of the paper, shook the white letterhead inside, and the familiar handwriting came into view.

The beginning is daily greetings.

Adesha relaxed a little, untied the brown cloak covered in the outer jacket in one hand, and holding letter paper in the other, slowly pacing in the study while reading.

The letter mentions the recent changes in Oldern, mentioning that the Imperial Family mage association and the “Typhon Communications Corporation” will jointly transform the Empire’s communications towers across the country-the Parliament has completed the discussion, and the Imperial Family has issued an order, which After all, the matter was carried out unstoppably, as predicted by Matilda in the last correspondence.

Adesha stood in front of the window, the sky near dusk was not bright, but the right sunlight slanted on the letter paper, neither dazzling nor dim, with a particularly comfortable texture, her eyes Moving on those Juanxiu’s handwriting, a smile appeared on the face that was always rigid in front of the subordinates.

“…I went to watch the “magic drama” which is quite popular in the circle of young aristocrats. What is surprising is that the thing is actually very interesting-although it is really rough and impetuous, and the traditional Dramas are very different, but I have to admit in private that that thing is more attractive than other dramas I have seen…

“But I also have to worry a little. The Cecil people’s magical drama is designed after Cecil. Many young nobles are learning to drink Cecil’s Carna wine and assorted teas-but only A few years ago, most of the customs of’Ainz’ were still the targets of their contempt…”

Adesha gently turned the letter paper over a page, and the paper made a subtle and rustling sound as it flipped.

This is really just a personal letter describing daily life. Matilda seems to think of where to write. After talking about some changes in Imperial Capital, she mentioned that she is studying magic technology and mathematical knowledge recently. Some of the experience of the time-Adesha had to admit that he had struggled to understand those things, but fortunately this part is not very long-followed by the introduction of other novelties of Cecil merchants to the country.

In the end, when the setting sun gradually became a little bit red, her eyes fell on the end of the letterhead. She saw Matilda Juanxiu’s handwriting extending there, outlined as a line of words:

“…Adesha, after you left Imperial Capital, a bigger change has taken place here, many things are difficult to express in the letter, I only hope you have the opportunity to see it with your own eyes…

“The times have changed, and many things have changed beyond our expectations, even beyond the expectations of my Imperial Father, and beyond the expectations of parliamentarians and think tank advisers.

“Empire is rapidly expanding in the southern part of the continent market. Highmountain Kingdom and Elves are doing business with Typhons. Dyson Earl opened the first offshore route and successfully established an outpost on Thassos. Base, we are reclaiming those old colonial islands in the open sea. More and more youngsters have gone to the south and the Eastern Sea shore to find opportunities there.

“A few years ago, almost all of us thought that Empire needed a foreign war. I thought that way back then, but it’s different now-it needs peace, at least at this stage, this It is the greater interest for Typhon people.

“I hope you think so…”

Adesha exhaled gently, folded the stationery again, and after standing quietly for a few seconds, she smiled helplessly and smiled the head.

Once, the order she received was to monitor Cecil’s movements and wait for an opportunity to make a decisive attack. Although she was not successful enough in this task, she never violated the order given to herself. And now, the order she received was to defend the border, maintain order here, and maintain peace with Cecil under the premise of guarding the border-this order is incompatible with her personal emotional orientation, but she will still carry it out firmly. .

Empire’s interests are higher than personal feelings, this is as it should be by rights.

“You worry too much…I don’t have muscles in my head.”

After whispering casually, she waved those letterheads in the air, the flame ignited out of thin air, engulfed a few thin pieces of paper in her breath, and only a little ash left in the air.

Envelopes remain—she restored the slightly creased envelopes and put them in a small cabinet beside the desk.

The military has strict rules. Private letters received by high-ranking officers are unreservable. It is a hard rule to burn them after reading, and no matter what the letter is, even if it is just a few pieces of white paper-and Adesha from Will not break the rules you set.

Keeping the envelope is already the biggest “favoritism” she can do.

She then came to the desk, spread out a letter paper, and prepared to write a reply.

But before writing, she stopped suddenly, looking at the familiar table case in front of her, and Adesha suddenly thought out for no reason in her mind-what would he do if his father was still there? What would he say?

Father is different from himself, he only knows how to solve problems in a military way, but his father has more extensive knowledge and more flexible wrists. Facing the anomaly of War God Church, or the intrigue between faction nobles, or… facing the new and incomprehensible relationship between Empire and Cecil people.

After a few seconds of silence, the young Wolf General shook the head began to conceive the words with difficulty. She spent a long time before finally writing this letter to Matilda Princess–

“The letter has been received, everything is safe at the border, and your reminder will be remembered. I am very interested in what you mentioned, but I will not go back this holiday-it will be next time.

“Adesha · Wender.”

The night has come, the lights are lit inside and outside the fortress, Adesha sighed for a long time, rubbing the beads of sweat that did not exist on his forehead, feeling more tired than rushing to the battlefield for a day.

Father is a little stronger than himself-writing ability…

……

“Oh, Mr. Bard—exactly, this is the handover order today,” a young technician stood up from the desk where the magic circuit terminal was placed and handed a document with the form and personnel signature The middle age person who just walked into the room looked at the other side unexpectedly. “Is it so early today?”

Bard Wender, who was wearing a uniform of technicians, showed a smile, and took over the documents while being nodded: “There is nothing to do in the dormitory, it is better to come over and look at the data.”

As he said, he lifts the head and looked at this “monitoring room”-the large room is lined up with several high-power magic circuit terminals, and two are still expensive in the corner. Immersed in the cabin, several technicians were monitoring the data next to the equipment, and a low buzzing echoed slightly in the room.

“You have to develop some personal hobbies–such as occasionally playing a card with everyone and so on,” the young technician murmured. “Aren’t you bored writing and writing in the dorm all day?”

“I like to write and calculate–for me it is more interesting than playing cards,” Bard said casually, and asked, “What’s the gain today?”

“Of course-no, how can there be such good luck?” The youngster shrugged. “These signals appear and disappear unpredictably. It doesn’t seem to appear entirely because of the mood. We can only passively listen here and receive the signal next time. When is heaven knows.”

Speaking of this, he looked at Bard again with unable to bear, and there was a hint of curiosity on his face: “speaking of which… I am really didn’t expect that you will be so familiar in the “listening group” so fast, I I thought you were only here for a few days, and you will soon return to the Druid Institute.”

Bard looked away from the handover. He slowly sat next to his device, then smiled and took the head: “I’m a little confident in my learning ability, and the monitoring work here is for me It’s not too difficult. As for the Druid Institute… I’ve submitted my application, and my files will be completely transferred from there next month.”

“Why?!” The young technician stared wide-eyed in surprise, “You are a three-leaf scholar there, treatment should be much better than here!”

“…I don’t want to deal with those things anymore, because of some… personal reasons,” Bard said a little hesitantly, “Of course, I know Druid technology is very useful, so when the most people were lacking here, I Joined the research institute, but now the technical personnel transferred from Imperial Capital are in place, and Ms. Belterra is leading the new research team. There is no shortage of me as a common Druid.”

Slightly self-deprecating in his tone.

“Okay, now that you have decided.” The young technician looked at Bard and said helplessly.

In fact, he is not clear about the background and experience of this slightly lonely and mysterious colleague in front of him. As a “listener” who was transferred from other places not long ago, when he came here The man in front of him was already a “veteran” in the technical department of Sorin. He only occasionally hears a few words from the people around him, knowing that this person named Bard seems to have a very complicated past, and even once was a Typhon…but these are just irrelevant gossip that’s all.

The young technician is not a person who is keen on digging up other people’s past experiences, and now he is off work.

The colleague left, the other people in the room were busy with their own affairs, Bard finally exhaled gently, sitting in his own work station, his attention fell on the holographic light and shadow projected by the magic circuit terminal.

The calm background noise forms a uniform shimmering “curtain” on the holographic projection, with nothing on it.

Bard picked up the small earpiece from the side table and put it to his ear.

The resonant crystal embedded in the earpiece receives the monitoring signal forwarded from the Sorin Hub. It is a soothing and rarely undulating sound. It echoes quietly and sinks into Bard Wender’s heart a little.

It is reminiscent of the breeze of the Green Forest River Valley, and the Insect Cry of Changzhi Manor in the evening of the summer season.

Today’s monitoring may still not have any gains, but this silence is already the biggest gain for Bard.

……

“Visit Tallonde… rest assured, Speaker Andar has already given this matter to me!” Melitta said to Gawain with a smile, looking very happy (presumably because of extra work for overtime pay) Earn), “I will take you to visit the iconic areas of Tallond, from the most recent hottest arena to the ancient poetry square, if you want, we can also go to see the lower city… the speaker gave I have very high authority. I think you can go wherever you want, except the upper temple and several major management departments.

Speaking, she seemed to remember something suddenly, and quickly added: “Oh, yes, Noretta will come, after all, she is the Dragon Race who has the most contact with you besides me. Remember her? White Dragon Noreta.”

“Remember, of course,” Gawain nodded said as he followed Melitta out of the palace of the jury’s headquarters. The bright lights in the can be seen everywhere beside the square outside the palace illuminated the wide road ahead, a continuous extension from the top of the mountain. The light extended to the direction of the city on the plain. The flashing and numerous lights in the city even gave Gawain an illusion that it suddenly crossed over again, causing him to blink subconsciously and turned his attention back to Melitta, “but Where are we going now?”

“Before officially taking you to visit, of course, it is the accommodation of good guests,” Melitta said with a smile, looking at Gawain, Veronica and Amber who was a little dozing, “Sorry, Tallond not at all is similar to the “Autumn Palace” dedicated to entertaining foreign embassies, but if you don’t mind, you can live in my house for the next few days-although it is a private house, my house is quite big .”

“Of course I don’t mind,” Gawain said immediately. “Then the next few days, we will be more disturbed.”