Roland is sitting in the office, listening to the information from the front line.
"Silver... hiss... Guangcheng has put down the drawbridge... hiss... we are... entering the church... hiss..."
"Understood, pay attention to safety." 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 the north, you must set up a transfer station here."
Since he has the Sigil of Listening, he has been addicted to this feeling of knowing what is happening in the distance. The high-speed exchange of information makes him seem to have returned to the previous era. At this moment, he is like sitting in the command hall, monitoring the whole. Every step of the evolution of the combat posture.
It's a pity that the listening sigil is not able to spread indefinitely, just like the tracking sigil's pointing ability will be greatly weakened when it exceeds a certain range, and the sound of the two magic stones is too far apart, and the sound cannot be guaranteed to be clear and stable. Now it seems that at least one transfer is required before the order of Neverwinter City can be issued to the whole country.
"And the number of talismans is not enough," Nightingale picked up a piece of dried fish. "You have only made four pairs in total, and half of it was used for tooth extraction. It's not easy to catch another devil."
This problem does exist. The talisman can only transmit sound in one direction. If you want to achieve the effect of instant communication, at least two groups are needed in the hands of the witch.
But compared to flying messengers or manpower delivery, it is already extremely efficient.
Of course, the seal is not impossible to improve.
According to Agatha, its quality depends on the magic power of the fusion blood. For example, the listening talisman made by Anna, the communication effect is better. If you add the blood of high-level devils, maybe a group will be enough. Covering the entire Kingdom of Greycastle.
"Hmm... something's not right... wait..."
Sylvie's intermittent voice sounded again, and this sentence instantly lifted the spirits of the two at the table.
"Another Pure One appeared?" Nightingale swallowed the dried fish, "Or is it a moving black hole of magic power?"
The former is easy to say, just locate the fire directly, while the latter has two possibilities - one is the believer who wears the stone, and the other is the God's Punishment Army who is not afraid of magic.
"No... hiss... I didn't see the god stone's... reaction..."
"No god stone?" Roland frowned.
"No... nothing in the church... nothing..." the voice paused for a moment, "we... went in... ss... the basement is also empty..."
The two looked at each other, the church was... 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 pace of the First Army, and the nobles are not willing to take the initiative to hit the muzzle, but it does not mean that the grass among them will not secretly report to the church - the latter will bring it under the circumstances of absolutely unable to win. It is also normal to evacuate the city with supplies. Unlike the capture of Changsong Fortress and Falling Dragon Ridge, the nobles who were not devastated probably watched the entire looting operation. It is estimated that shortly after the attack on Chishui City, churches in other cities received reports that "The Fourth Prince is looting." The Biography of the Flying Pigeon of the Stone of God's Retaliation.
If you split up your troops from the beginning and send three teams to attack three cities at the same time, you might be able to catch them all in one go.
"I can't say that either," 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. In case of encountering a difficult Pure One, the scattered army is likely to be severely damaged. There are also prudent benefits to being cautious.”
Roland was slightly startled, biting into the dried fish, "You are quite comforting 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 can even do this?"
"She knows a lot of things," Nightingale raised her eyebrows, "The Co-Aid Association has traveled all the way, and when it suffered all the hardships, it was her that helped stabilize the team, otherwise Hakala's strange temper would have driven everyone away long ago. Run away. No one does a better job of taking care of her sisters than she does."
Roland groped his chin for a while. At present, there is no government affairs to deal with. The First Army has successfully entered the Silver Light City. It is better to relax and take a nap.
Just as he was about to respond, the magic stone in Nightingale's arms made a sound again.
This time, the voice was very clear, as if shouting in the ear.
"This is lightning, repeat, here is lightning, please answer!"
There are not many entertainment activities for witches, so Roland occasionally tells some novel stories in nature class. In addition to improving their interest in learning, it can also increase their knowledge - since listening to him tell about the deeds of pilots conquering the sky, Lightning immediately I love this different way of talking.
However, in Roland's ears, such a conversation was very embarrassing. After Nightingale activated another set of magic stones, he coughed twice, "Uh, you said, I can hear it."
"The red fog behind the snow-capped mountains has disappeared... No, it's disappearing!"
"What?" they both asked at the same time, "Are you sure?"
"No doubt, Maisie is also there, you can ask her!"
"The fog has indeed faded a lot!"
"No, you should first say that this is Maisie, and then report the content..."
"Cuckoo?"
"Where are you now? Don't get too close to the devil's camp, come back quickly," Roland was afraid that the little girl's spirit of adventure would explode, so he flew directly into the camp to investigate.
"Lightning understands!" Fortunately, she quickly replied.
"Go get Agatha," Roland said to Nightingale, "perhaps only she knows what's going on."
Ever since he killed the Demon Slayer, he has been paying attention to the movements behind the snowy mountains—the coal fleet heading to the source of Chishui is divided into groups of four or five, and each group of guards has an animal messenger in their hands. In addition, Lightning and Maisie's practice range was also set in the 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 take revenge, but even the red fog began to dissipate
Agatha quickly came to the office, but after listening to Lightning's report carefully, she was also a little confused, "The Federation rarely has the opportunity to approach the Devil's rear camp, so I have never heard of a similar situation, even in the 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 fog has only weakened temporarily. It's better to be cautious about this matter."
He didn't want to break any witch at a time like this.
Five days later, news came from Lightning that the red fog behind the snow-capped mountains had completely disappeared.