"I just got the news that the Silver Bay coalition forces were attacked near Campbell and they have lost contact for two days."
Mangrove stood up and looked around at the crowd, his expression gradually calming down, and then he spoke. His originally small voice was extremely penetrating, echoing in the hall for a long time, one person, two people, and more people stopped talking. People hadn't reacted for a while, and some were still looking for the source of the sound. But the hall had begun to gradually become quiet. This quietness seemed to be contagious. In the end, Veronica and Duke Ludwig stopped the argument and looked here.
The hall was so quiet for a while that needles fell.
It took a while before someone stood up—the man was a representative of Silver Bay, probably from Dessanglow or the Duchy of Sword Plover—the expression on his face was obviously very urgent: "Is the news accurate, my lord?"
Mangrove could understand this man's anxious state of mind, but only slightly nodded to him: "It's news from the direction of Silver Bay."
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Martha is on, how could the coalition be attacked, and by whom?"
"If these monsters are infested near Campbell, our back path will be dangerous."
"What are you kidding? They are here, right in front of us!"
Veronica's beautiful eyebrows were already frowned, and her heart was full of dissatisfaction with these underachievers. She stood up against the table, her emerald green eyes with a solemn color, and when she opened her mouth, her majestic voice was like a sharp sword, dividing the noise in the hall into two.
"Enough, don't make any noise!"
The hall became quiet again.
The female legion looked at everyone’s gazes and confirmed: “This is another twilight army. It looks like they attacked Anzeruta south along the Evergreen Corridor. After the Qiaogendigang invaded, we were lost. For the control of this area. They enter the Four Realms from here, from here to here, into Campbell."
She pressed her hand on the developing crystal in front of her, and a phantom map of the Four Realms was displayed in the center of the hall, and a bright line appeared in the middle of the map under her guidance.
In the eyes of everyone, the line was rather a chilling dagger that pierced the back of Fort Babel.
It turned out that opposite them, not one legion, but two. The news was like a blow to the head, and many people couldn't recover for a long while. Some people began to pale, and sat down on their seats—they were the envoys of the small country.
But there were also people who had a fluke mentality, stood up and looked at the map and retorted: "Ms. Veronica, how about the highlanders of Anzeruta, it doesn't make sense that we didn't receive a bit of wind beforehand?"
"We have heard the news, but it didn't attract attention."
Veronica drew a circle and encircled Anzeruta, pointing to that place and said: "We have all seen what the Twilight Legion is like. It is unlikely that the Highlander clan who encounters the Crystal Cluster Sea will escape. However, not all clans live in this area. The clans living in the outlying areas may have heard the wind, or noticed the fact that some clans with trade ties with them are disappearing silently, so the escape began... "
"In fact, they don’t need to know what is threatening Anzeruta, but these traditional tribesmen are generally very keen, or they will not survive so many demonic tides. And the clans in the inner circle The migration squeezed the living space of the weaker clans living in the periphery of Anzeruta, which produced a chain reaction, and then evolved into a great migration that swept the entire Anzeruta."
"Your Excellency, Legion Commander, do you mean that the great migration of the Anzeruta Highlanders may have been caused by the Twilight Legion?"
"In fact, the scouts we sent saw only the appearance of this great migration. They couldn't go deep into Anzeruta, and it was impossible for the peripheral clans to tell them what happened to Anzeruta. "
Veronica looked around at the crowd, standing upright like a straight blade, her voice hummed. She advocated sticking to the Babel Fortress. This sudden news was extremely unfavorable to her, but the female army commander did not carry the slightest personal element in her analysis.
"We may have made a misjudgment and attributed the cause of this great migration to the disaster brought about by the death of the black moon. And I think another reason is that the crystal clusters deliberately let go of a part of the highland clan because they are in There was a siege of a cruz army, and it was not capable of destroying all the highlanders."
"You mean the Scarlet Legion might be in Anzeruta?" Mangrove suddenly raised his head.
"I can't pack the ticket, old vulture, but it's unusual for them to lose contact with us for so long, but if you connect the two together, the possibility is the best," Veronica looked at her old partner and explained I thought: "The resonance tower of the crystal cluster has the effect of blocking magic communication. It is not difficult to explain why the Scarlet Legion has no news at all."
"In other words, this is a speculation?"
Mangrove's stout eyebrows were raised, and the situation can be said to be very bad, but as a war-fighting general, his face is very calm. The general fumbled twice and took out his pipe from his pocket before realizing that there was no fire. He shook his head and put it on the table helplessly.
"But it is also the most likely speculation. As a soldier, we dare not pack tickets, but at least we have to be decisive, don't we." Veronica glanced at the hesitant envoys and shook her head disdainfully: " Their appearance in Campbell gave another signal that we may not be able to count on the Red Army. They may have vacated their hands. The Silver Bay Alliance was an accident for them, but it will soon be our turn. NS."
Everyone followed her slender fingers and saw another line drawn on the Four Realms Wilderness, straight into the back of the Alcash area.
Even the sound of breathing fell silent.
There was dead silence in the gloomy environment.
No one will ask if the crystal clusters have such a strategic vision, because the other party has clearly shown such fangs, even if they are just a group of thoughtless purple animals, the owner behind them has already proven their skill. .
A ruthless and cunning commander, a tireless and fearless army, somehow, at this moment, the first thing everyone thought of was the undead of Madara.
Maybe only they can fight these monsters
Everyone can't help but think like this in their hearts.
"Vote." Mangrove straightened his windbreaker and stood up from his position, raising his bushy eyebrows and looking at everyone present: "Time is tighter. Instead of arguing, it is better to vote directly. No matter whether you are leaving or staying, there is no need to waste time."
This not high-pitched voice echoed above the empty vault.
Everyone can't help holding their breath.
Stay or leave
It seems that there is only one choice.
But at this moment the hall fell into a weird silence, and even the most radical person beforehand did not take the initiative to stand up and speak, Duke Ludwig stood silently, frowning and thinking about his decision. The situation faced by everyone is so desperate that the force that will destroy this world is strong enough to shake everyone's heart and doubt what they originally thought was the correct decision.
Veronica looked at these people and sighed. These people were already scared, how could they stay. She couldn't help but look at Tumen, who was sitting across from her. This legendary figure seldom expressed her opinion during the whole meeting. The old man was like a silent observer, correct to people. It is also a wrong choice, staying aside and not saying a word.
She saw that the old man raised his head and nodded to herself, with a slight smile.
When people start to vote by show of hands.
The Duke of Mechotofin glanced at the hall below for the last time, then walked back from the terrace and returned to the room. There are only a few people in the room. His daughter is impressively listed. On the side are his eldest son and Prime Minister Nidven, and then the parents of the Kone family who are related to the royal family. The deputy head of the Knights of the Flames stands aside with an ugly expression. , While the old prime minister Nidevon sat on the chair, his eyelids drooped, as if he had fallen asleep.
Charcoal was burning in the hearth of the fireplace, and the small room was turned dark red by the bright flames. Everyone's shadow was stretched out, and they spread their teeth and claws on the mottled walls, like monsters and ghosts.
The Duke looked at his daughter and ordered: "Faina, hand over the ring, do you know what you are doing?"
Everyone looked at her.
The depressive breath in the entire room seemed to be on her alone, Faina bit her lip, panicked in her heart, but still shook her head.
"Are you crazy?" Count Mehtofin stared at his sister: "I don't know what medicine you have taken wrong. It is a token of the royal family. Before the arrival of the Holy See and the eldest son, you can quickly take it. Return it to the Prime Minister."
But when he thought that it was his sister, he felt a little softhearted: "For the sake of my father and me, Lord Niederven won't care about you."
"My elder brother," Faina replied resolutely, "If it were your Excellency the Prime Minister, he would definitely understand why I did this. Is it really my fault? This ring is clearly not missing, but why the eldest son of the emperor has always been Not enthroned?"
"Humph."
Duke Mehhothoven snorted heavily.
He glanced at his son with disappointment, compared to this kid, he has no decision as a nobleman. But he looked at Ina again, and it was even more headache. This daughter was a bit bolder than he was when he was young, but she was much bolder than him.
More importantly, there is no brain.
He knew who was behind it, and that woman was a disaster.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the old prime minister who hadn't expressed his opinion. They belonged to this family, and none of them were fuel-efficient lamps. He has experienced the silver queen's father and the era when the previous generation of Cruz the Great ruled with an iron fist. His granddaughter's wrists are exactly the same as him at that time.
The Duke of Mehtophan complained that his daughter was not so smart, but when he thought that the Prime Minister was also facing the same dilemma as him-he had a son who was not so good, and his heart became more balanced for a time.
At this time, the parents of the Kone family finally couldn't help but speak: "Miss Faina, no matter what speculation you have in your heart, you should always hand over the ring first. You should at least admit that it is not yours. Bar?"
"That's not a guess," Faina was not so polite to outsiders, and snorted coldly: "That ring is indeed not my thing, but it is hard to say whether it belongs to the Cruz royal family."
"shut up!"
"Faina, are you crazy?"
The Duke of Mechotofin and the Earl of Mechotofin cried out at the same time. Especially the latter, sweating profusely, looked at the old prime minister Nidevin, but what made him a little strange was that the parents of the Kone family did not refute it at the first time, and the old prime minister just frowned slightly. .
Then the old man finally opened his eyes, and his muddy eyes seemed to contain two sharp swords, so sharp that they were too sharp to look straight.
"Okay, no more talk," he said in a calm tone, his voice was old but powerful, as if it was full of magic, so that the room suddenly quieted down: "Faina, she is right, this fault is not counted. In her head, Your Excellency the Great Holy See and I only had our own considerations, but we didn't expect this to happen."
The old man stared at Faina, as if looking at the little girl. In front of him, this flower-and-leaf-collared daughter was really only a small one. In his turbulent era, even her father was only a younger generation, and even if the old duke was in front of him, he was respectful.
But he is the eagle of the empire. Tens of millions of Cruz people have accepted refuge under his wings. His majesty does not need to threaten a little girl to defend it; not to mention his power and status. It's just embellishment. The wisdom of his word of mouth has already deeply implanted his power and authority in the hearts of every empire.
It is not so much the aspect of the empire that made him, it is better to say that he established the majesty of the imperial prime minister.
"Faina," the old Niedervan asked, "Do you want to use this ring to change the noble decision?"
Faina didn't expect the old man to ask herself personally.
She opened her mouth, still subconsciously apprehensive. The other party is Delphine's grandfather, she and Delphine are best friends, but for this legendary character, she has only met a few times at a banquet in the White Rose Garden.
And every time, she saw those arrogant and domineering aristocrats who were all behaving like obedient students in front of the former prime minister of the empire, and she was secretly shocked. Sometimes people's understanding of authority goes deep into the soul without knowing it.
Even she can't avoid the vulgarity.
She suddenly thought for a moment that perhaps Delphine's ambition for power originated from the worship of this old man.
Faina nodded hesitantly about the old man's question.
When facing the unknown, people always feel uneasy.
Especially knowing this unknown, possesses destructive power—
The old man also nodded silently, and continued to ask: "You want them to stay here, can you tell me why?"
"This is not my decision, it is Mr. Brando's decision."
"Earl Tonigel?"
The Earl of Mehothofen and the Kone family's parents were stunned.
Faina had already given up her life completely. She knew that she had stolen the holy ring of the flames. This was originally a shameful behavior, so she had to stand firm on the principles of the law. If you can't convince other people, then it's not just her, I'm afraid even the family will be implicated.
But for some reason, Faina didn't regret much at this moment.
When everything was said, she only felt a sense of relief.
Some things must be done—
Because if you don't, you may miss the opportunity to change everything.
Faina plucked up her courage, and her voice became louder: "I think we all know this. When facing the Silver Queen, it was not us, but Mr. Brando who defeated Her Majesty and saved the empire."
"Wait, Miss Faina," the parents of the Kone family said: "The Cruz people are by no means ungrateful, but this does not mean that we have to obey an outsider. This is not our personal business, it is related to The future of the entire empire and the entire world."
Faina glanced at him.
There was a trace of disdain in the azure blue eyes: "We know what is right. The Tower of Babel is just a symbol, and its strength is not enough to turn the tide of war. But in fact, every Cruze knows why it is Will appear here, what does it symbolize?"
The deputy head of the Flame Family Knights heard these words and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, only a long sigh.
Faina reluctantly continued: "What Babel Tower really protects is Saint Osor behind it, the land of the elves, but its meaning is more than that-because the land behind us has already It is the last back of the World of Order World, and it is our last hope, but in the face of this hope, the Cruz people hesitate."
"We only remember the hostility and hatred of each other over the past thousand years, but forget that humans and elves were originally close comrades in arms. We choose to retreat today. Perhaps the Cruz people will survive, but at the same time we have given up our last hope. Day, we will regret it."
"We can retreat today, what about tomorrow? Where is our future, where we can be worried all day long?"
"But even if we stay, what can we get?" Earl Mechotofin couldn't help asking his sister: "What else can we get other than sacrifice in vain?"
"Maybe it's an opportunity."
"Opportunity, opportunity?" Earl Mehtofin was taken aback, only to realize that it was the old man who represented the supreme power of the empire who answered his own words.
"A promise made a thousand years ago in exchange for the two ancient kingdoms to lay down their feud between each other. Do we believe in the wind elves? We believe that even if the Cruz people die, the elves will pick up our last will and move on Is it?" The old prime minister shook his head: "We don't believe it, so the Cruz people can't bleed and sacrifice for this land called Saint-Osor and give everything."
"But a thousand years ago, we all believed in this."
"If that vow remains..."
The kings who signed that vow left this world one by one.
But their descendants face the same choice today.
"Child," the old prime minister suddenly said to Faina: "Do you understand what your decision means?"
Faina nodded.
Of course she understood, but it was also a heavy commission, and the weight on the ring was more than just an empire. It is also a trust, Delphine's trust in her, Mr. Brando's trust in elves and humans, people's trust in that ancient oath, and His Royal Highness's trust in the person he chooses. .
She believes that her last commission, which is dying, will change the fate of this world forever.
At that moment, the meaning of kingship and the country has been subdued under the survival instinct of civilization.
And this is the power of order.
She stretched out her hand and lay the beautiful ring in her open palm. It looked very ordinary. There was no decoration on the red gold material, only a flame emblem gleamed under the light of the fire. It was as if a ball of flame was burning in the eyes of everyone present.
The old prime minister looked at the ring and nodded.
But he immediately gave a bitter smile, and the old man certainly understood in his heart, who really stood in front of him in this game. He has almost never really failed in his life, but he didn't expect that at the end, he was stabbed in the back by his granddaughter.
Really raised a good granddaughter.
He turned his head and said to the door: "Your Excellency the Great Holy See, Your Royal Highness, you have all heard, come in now."
Hearing this, Faina turned her head in surprise, and her beautiful eyes widened when she saw the two people walking in outside the door.
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