Solomon's City, Episcopal Observatory.
Gregor Mendel, the Vatican's chief astronomy bishop, is quickly directing everyone to closely monitor the lunar data.
"The moon has entered an elliptical low-Earth orbit!" When the alarm suddenly sounded on the screen, Gregor immediately connected with the Holy See. "As the planet's external magnetic field strengthens, the moon's magnetic field is disturbed accordingly, and the orbit begins to change!"
"Has the orbital model been completed?" asked Pope Innocent.
"It's out. This perigee... is closer than any data recorded in history. It is expected to be the largest demonic tide in history."
"Keep a close watch on the moon," Pope Innocent replied. "Most of the city's electricity has been cut off. Your project's energy needs will be prioritized until the demonic tide begins to rise."
"Your Majesty, is the information backup ready?"
"The bishop of the data maintenance center has reported to me that most of the data in the Raphael database has been engraved through mechanical columns, and the probe reader has also been debugged." Innocent said slowly, "You don't have to worry about the observatory's historical data being destroyed."
"That's great. I worked all night last night to print out all the important data." Bishop Gregor was obviously relieved. "May God bless mankind and technological civilization."
"God bless you," Innocent replied.
In Solomon City, all the colorful lights have been extinguished, and tourists are looking at the sky anxiously, as if it is the first time they have discovered that Solomon City could also experience a power outage.
Within the Holy Solomon Empire, a communication of instructions from Emperor Otto was sent to the hands of the noble lords.
The Shinra side has a lower degree of CNC, so the impact of the magic tide is not as serious as that of the Church. Some noble lords chose to trust the emperor and dug out the underground cable pipelines and waited for replacement, but more lords chose to ignore it.
Well, anyway, we will know whether it is true or not in a few hours.
At the bottom of Mount Olympus, the Crusader gunners were reloading their cannonballs when the observer suddenly said:
“Is the moon bigger today than usual?”
"No." The gunner said casually, his eyes resting on the moon, "Well, it seems a bit big."
"Like a breast," said the observer.
"If it's any bigger, it'll look like a butt." The gunner picked up the joke, and the two poor men laughed knowingly.
On the top floor of the Olin Tree, a mage apprentice came in front of the members of the Blue Sword Mercenary Group with an open box.
"Please throw all electronic products in." He said, "When the demonic tide rises, electronic products will spontaneously combust."
Led by Ask, the girls reluctantly took out their cell phones and threw them into the box.
"That watch?" The mage apprentice's gaze fell on Nora's fair left wrist.
"This is purely mechanical, driven by a spring." Nora replied quickly.
"Oh." The wizard's apprentice nodded curiously, completely unaware of how much such a watch would be worth.
About half an hour later, the box full of electronic products was placed on the open space by the mage apprentice.