The situation at the Great Wall was more serious than Duke Ferdinand had initially expected.
The elves are an ancient and proud race—proud rather than arrogance—with a long history of cultural heritage and powerful innate power, this race is as confident as the Gondor humans back then, and full of a certain sense of responsibility. Since the destruction of the Gondor Empire, the entire continent has The two poles of civilization collapsed in half, and the Silver Empire, driven by the sense of responsibility of a great power, became the defender of the magnificent wall and the monitor of the wasteland. For seven hundred years, they have meticulously fulfilled their duties in the sacred covenant, Duke Ferdinand It was clear that the proud elves would never have sent envoys to warn the nations—and to ask for help—if the barrier hadn't really gone awry.
The Grand Duke paid attention to the expression of Rosetta the Great. From His Majesty's expression, he knew that the other party had confirmed the authenticity of what the elf said, so he turned to look at Shiva: "Your plan is to strengthen the barrier—then the specific requirements How to reinforce it? What exactly do you want us to do?"
"We plan to set up booster devices near the main sentinel towers. We have the technology for booster devices, but we don't have enough manpower and resources—even if we have enough manpower and resources, we don't have time to allocate them to the entire Grand Tower. On the wall," said the elven envoy, "the wasteland in the central part of the continent blocked traffic, and it took a long detour from the Silver Empire to the northern part of the continent. We arrived here in half a month by riding a giant eagle—but Eagles are not designed to carry large quantities of cargo."
At this time, Rosetta Augustus finally spoke: "Typhon is happy to repair that barrier, after all, that barrier is also our lifeline—but what about other countries?"
"We have sent messengers to every human kingdom," Shiva said. "The messengers sent to the Ogure Tribal Country should have arrived a few days ago, and the messengers sent to Ansu started earlier than us, and they should also arrive now." arrive."
"The Ogure Tribal Country has been paying attention to the Great Wall for many years, and they should respond to your warning soon, but Ansu..." said Emperor Rosetta in a low voice, "That country is falling into a civil strife, I don't know Know if they can still fulfill the duties of the sacred covenant."
"...we have received news about this," Shiva said with regret after being silent for a moment. Due to the existence of the Grand Wall communication network, the elves are still well informed about the news of the entire continent. It was introduced to the Silver Empire before, "We regret this, the descendants of the former allies should not be opposed to this... But anyway, the safety of the magnificent wall is related to the life and death of civilization, they should know... Now is not the time to continue the civil war. "
"As you said, the people of the four human kingdoms are all descendants of the Gondor Empire. The ancient glory of their ancestors should not be clouded by prejudice and short-sightedness. I believe that the blood of those glory is still flowing in the veins of the Ansu people—as long as they have not Completely forget all of this, and they will know what to do," Rosetta Augustus said solemnly, and then stood up, "As for Typhon... we will perform our duties in the sacred covenant to repair That barrier."
The elf envoy stood up and bent down in front of Emperor Rosetta: "You are worthy of the name of Augustus."
Rosetta nodded: "All envoys, please go to rest first. I want to discuss with my consultant the specific material transfer and personnel arrangements."
Several elf envoys left under the guidance of the waiters, leaving only Emperor Typhon and Duke Ferdinand in the reception room for a while.
The emperor sat back on his chair, his upper body sunk in the shadow of the back of the chair: "Mr. Pei Dinan, do you think the situation of the Great Wall has deteriorated to this point?"
"The elves don't joke about this—and in their style, if the barrier didn't deteriorate to a certain extent, they wouldn't come to the human kingdoms for help."
"I think so too," Rosetta nodded slightly. "Astrologers have reported abnormal changes in the sun, and the garrison on the border has also witnessed changes in the Great Wall. The evidence is there and cannot be ignored."
"Then we are really going to..."
"Fulfilling the sacred covenant, there is no doubt," Rosetta said, "I have seen the blueprints brought by the elves, and the restoration work undertaken by Typhon will be divided into two parts, one part is in the southwest, and I will appoint Duke Seven to go , and the other part is in the northwest, near Winterwolf Castle—I'll go there myself."
Pei Dinan froze for a moment, his face showed surprise: "Your Majesty, you want to go in person?"
"That's right," Rosetta nodded slightly, "That tower is where Lord Typhon died, so I have to go there myself."
This is an irresistible reason.
Seven hundred years ago, the Four Kingdoms were initially established, and the human territory was far less secure than it is today. In order to prevent the wasteland from constantly penetrating outwards, the elves and other countries jointly built the current magnificent wall, and one of the key nodes is in the northwest of Typhon Frontier—The Sentinel Tower on the key node has been built for three full years. It is the last one of all the Sentinel Towers to be completed, and it is also the last step in closing the entire magnificent wall. For this last step, Typhon has paid the most the price.
When each section of the majestic wall was activated one by one, and the chaotic magic energy and endless distortion monsters in the wasteland were blocked on that piece of scorched earth, the magic tide force had made the biggest counterattack ever, and the chaotic demon with nowhere to go Energy and aberrations flocked to the last gap in the barrier, and fought a fierce battle with the human and elf coalition forces on the northwest border of Typhon. Following the attack of the aberrations, in order to buy time for the elf technicians to activate the tower, the entire guard knights led by Lord Typhon, including the king himself, died under the tower.
"Andersa and the Winter Wolves led by her will be responsible for my safety," Rosetta said unhurriedly, looking at the old duke in front of her, "while I am away, you will be in charge of state affairs, Sir Ferdinand .”
Facing Emperor Typhon's deep gaze, Ferdinand Wendell took a deep breath.
"I will live up to your trust, Your Majesty."
Duke Ferdinand left.
Only the ruler of Typhon remained in the room.
Rosetta Augustus was sitting in that wide armchair, staring blankly at the fire in the fireplace not far away. The hazy phantom suddenly rose up, and fell to the ground along the firelight overflowing from the hearth, and came to Rosetta step by step.
They condensed into a human shape, with long golden hair, pointed ears, and exactly the same appearance.
The Twins laughed softly, and said to the emperor in front of them: "Look, as we said, there is going to be a problem with that wall, a problem that the Silver Empire can't solve... They really came to you."
Rosetta glanced at the elf twins in front of her expressionlessly: "You don't seem to care at all that you are also from the Silver Empire."
The elf twins were still smiling: "Our cause goes beyond the national concept. From a certain point of view, aren't you the same as us?"
"I'm different from you, I trust the power of the country," Rosetta said lightly, "You're here to discuss these things with me, aren't you?"
"Of course not," the voices of the elf twins overlapped, with a certain rhythmic feeling, "We want to ask you, have you... given up on Ansu?"
"Of course not, it's just that it's not the time to do it yet," Rosetta said. "The cost and benefit haven't reached the optimal balance...the blood of the Ansu people hasn't been shed yet..."
The elf twins came to Rosetta, walked around the Emperor Typhon as if strolling in a courtyard, and chanted in amazement: "Still calm..." "Accurate calculation..." "Full of confidence..." "Unbelievable..."
In the end, they said in unison: "You are really an incredible person—after facing the truth, you are sober until today."
Rosetta looked at the impolite and even offensive behavior of the Elf Twins indifferently, as if watching a farce, and finally he waved his hand: "If there is nothing more important, don't waste it with me." The time has come—there are high rangers and elven messengers in this palace now, and they will show no mercy to the outcasts."
The elf twins finally stopped "walking around the chairs". They smiled, faced Rosetta, and stepped back towards the fireplace: "Ah, your threat is really effective, and we are happy to cooperate..."
Their figures gradually faded in the air, merging with the firelight behind them a little bit, and before they left completely, Rosetta said: "Don't forget what you are going to do."
"Please don't worry, all things will perish more than you value reputation. Ansu's blood will continue to flow..." The figures of the elf twins have disappeared, and their voices continue to come from the fire, becoming more and more distant and ethereal, "We only Take what we need, and the rest is yours..."
The figures and voices of the elf twins finally completely disappeared, and the faint magic fluctuations in the room also completely calmed down.
Rosetta Augustus was silent in the room alone. After a long time, he whispered to himself: "There must be... a powerful empire..."
He stood up and came to the fireplace that had lost its magic power reaction and turned into an ordinary flame. He watched the fluttering and dancing flames in the hearth, then bent down, and carefully put down the sharp thorn-decorated baffle next to it. in front of the stove.
At the same time, in the city of Saint-Sunil, the capital of King Ansu, a gray-brown giant eagle flapped its wings and pierced the sky.
The townspeople of Saint-Sunil are familiar with griffins, the messengers and aerial vehicles most used by the nobles and royal families, but few humans know the giant eagles from the south—those huge birds of prey like dark clouds Skimming over Iron Cross Street and Crown Street, the giant eagle's tail feathers and chest and belly were decorated with green and silver ribbons, and they flew straight towards the direction of Silver Castle, arousing the curiosity and attention of countless witnesses.
Only the person with the best eyes saw the figure on the back of the giant eagle—the elf.
On the upper terrace of Silver Castle, Victoria Wilde quietly watched the sky, watching the birds of prey that had flown over half the continent and landed on the griffin platform on the side of Silver Castle—there was no perch for giant eagles, only the griffins could be placed on the ground. The eagle platform was vacated for the giant eagles of the elves to land. The white-feathered griffins who were temporarily driven to the north tower were sticking their heads out of the windows on the tower, screaming loudly at the gray-brown giant eagles. .
"The elf messenger has arrived."
Beside Victoria, Grand Duke Baldwin Franklin whispered to himself.
"It seems that the situation of the Great Wall is really not good," Victoria said with a hint of coldness in her tone. "It's ridiculous that until yesterday, those nobles were still discussing the conspiracy in the warning of the Grand Duke of the South at the meeting."
On the griffin platform, the elven messengers were lightly jumping off their mounts one by one, and one of the female elves with short blond hair looked at the griffins who were noisy on the tower with a little dissatisfaction: "The griffins in the north Cursing is really ugly."
"Griffins are always the best at cursing people," another messenger said helplessly. "Our giant eagles may have taken their lair."
The short-haired elf pouted, and turned to look at his giant eagle, who also turned his head, looking at his master for some unknown reason.
The short-haired elf couldn't help but sigh: "Bai Chang is so big, he can't even quarrel."
"Cuckoo?"
"Let me tell you, there must be something wrong with my eagle, its accent is really heavy..."