After the announcement of the appointment and dismissal, everyone took the oath of office in accordance with Roland's request.
This is the first time the officials have seen such a process, but the novelty is novel. Everyone still does it meticulously, and many people deliberately raise their chests.
There is nothing special about the oath itself. "Be loyal to the king and perform your duties with due diligence." This is a phrase that every courtier often says, but in such a formal occasion, when it is uttered in front of everyone, it seems to become It seems to have a meaning that cannot be ignored.
Roland knew that they were gradually merging into a whole.
"Since you have passed the inauguration ceremony, then it's time to start work." He stood up from the main seat and slapped the big map on the wall behind him, "Sweeping the threat of the devil out of the fertile plains to ensure that no The safety of the northwest direction of Winter City, laying the foundation for mankind to return to the hinterland of the mainland, this is the main goal of Graycastle next year!"
The failure of the two battles of divine will has driven people to a desperate situation step by step, with the sea behind them, and there is no way to retreat. Going west is the only way out in terms of survival resources and strategy.
If you want to gain a firm foothold on the vast plain, you must pull out the nail of Taquila. Without the divine stone vein, the devil cannot set up the obelisk below, and Graycastle can truly gain a safe frontline territory. After that, whether it is concentrated development, or waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, the initiative will be in their own hands.
After all, human actions do not need to rely on the red fog.
When the technical strength reaches a qualitative change, the attack range of the weapon will also be greatly improved.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Everyone said in unison, touching their chests.
After the meeting, Roland returned to the office, and Nightingale had put the brewed black tea on his desk.
"Thanks for your hard work."
She still had that relaxed expression, and the jerky fish at the corners of her mouth showed that she was in a good mood.
"Ah... Thank you," Roland held up the fragrant teacup, and suddenly thought of Anna's words last night, and couldn't help but look at the other party more.
Anna never went into detail about what the promise was, but at the enthronement ceremony in the morning and the wedding banquet in the evening, Nightingale stayed with everyone.
This puzzle really made him a little elusive.
And Roland faintly felt that if they asked each other directly, neither of them would tell him the real answer.
"What's wrong?" At this moment, Nightingale's voice suddenly came from his ear, "Am I looking particularly good today?"
"No... uh," he took a quick sip of tea to hide his absentmindedness, "I mean, yes..."
"Is it 'yes' or 'no'? The latter leaned down and put his face in front of him, Roland could even smell the fragrance from her hair, "You're in a mess. "
Before he could answer, Nightingale had already dodged away, leaning back on the reclining chair, munching on the dried fish proudly.
Realizing that she was making fun of himself, Roland shook his head helplessly, but at the same time felt a little fortunate.
In any case, at least one thing he can be sure of.
The other party was the nightingale he was familiar with.
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In the west, over the wild snowfields.
"What's the current speed?"
no answer.
Lightning's ears were filled with the sound of howling wind, and it was very difficult to even open his mouth. If he spoke against the wind, his tongue would be torn apart by the blade-like turbulence. She had to activate her magic power and activate "Synchro".
In an instant, the biting chill disappeared from the face, and the wind noise was tolerable.
"Maggie, what's the speed now?" she asked again.
"Look at Goo!" The latter came halfway through the collar below her neck. "Almost twice as much Goo as Gray Eagle."
Probably it has something to do with the instinct of beasts. Maisie has an excellent perception ability for speed judgment. Compared with estimating speed based on mana consumption, it is obviously more convenient to take her to fly together.
"The speed of 300 kilometers per hour?" Lightning sighed slightly. When the gray eagle launched a dive to its prey from high altitude, the speed can reach 150 kilometers per hour. Few targets can avoid such an attack. Now that she has far surpassed Gray Eagle, she is a little unhappy in her heart.
Three hundred kilometers... This is the limit of flight without coherence.
Since the evolution of her abilities, she has spent a lot of time familiarizing herself with her new abilities, and has mastered the skills of actively controlling the coherence of magic power. In other words, as long as she can endure the discomfort of high-speed flight, she can always keep consumption to a minimum.
In this regard, His Majesty Roland also updated her a full set of equipment, such as arc mirrored windshields, a double-layer thermal insulation lining, and a personal backpack with less resistance, which can be said to be the ultimate under the weight limit.
These series of measures have allowed her to continuously break through her own level flight record, but the physical constraints still exist. Now it seems that the speed of 300 kilometers per hour may be an insurmountable hurdle.
And once the synchronicity is unfolded, the consumption speed of mana will be greatly increased.
Lightning couldn't help but envy the super witch's strong body.
Of course, the ability was determined at the moment of awakening, and the only thing she could use was her hard work.
Maybe after returning to Neverwinter, she can ask Lorgar how to develop a stronger body
"Attention!" Maisie suddenly shouted in her arms, "We are less than a hundred kilometers away from the Taquila ruins!"
"Is that so..." Lightning closed his eyes, carefully felt the magic power in his body, and then raised the corners of his mouth, "Then let's give the devil a surprise."
After mastering the new ability, His Majesty finally agreed to her scavenging game... No, even if the reconnaissance request is maintained at the lowest cruising speed, she is far faster than those clumsy terrifying beasts, as long as the magic power is planned, the possibility of encountering danger Minimal.
But Lightning was not satisfied with this. She always remembered the humiliating scene when she first explored the wild land three years ago and was frightened by the devil's ice sculpture in the ruins of the stone pagoda. As an explorer, I lost to courage, such a shame must be compensated!
Fear stems from the unknown, and now the devil is no longer a terrible monster to her.
"Lightning, full firepower!"
Hearing this sentence, the pigeon immediately retracted its head into the collar.
The little girl began to increase her speed. Even with the protection of coherence, she could feel the sound of the wind increasing sharply, from a sharp hissing to a thick roar. The white earth was like a puddle of sticky lotion, not only the outline became blurred, but the signs of passing backwards became more and more obvious.
until that moment
With a loud bang, everything went silent.
She seemed to have broken free from the world's shackles, the wind and snow had been left behind, and the whole sky was free for her to swim.
In His Majesty's words, she became the voice's guide.
No matter how many times you repeat it, Lightning never gets bored.
She even felt that she was born for this moment.
A few minutes later, the Taquila Ruins appeared at the end of the horizon.
However, what surprised her was that the ground around the ruins seemed to suddenly change a color, and at first glance it looked like muddy soil after the snow had melted away. But when she looked closely, she realized that it was actually a mixture of flesh and blood! The black crowd of evil beasts pressed towards Taquila from the end of the field of vision, slamming against the devil's defense line like a tide.
Then smashed to pieces.