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Dawn on August 9, 1666 (mday+130) at the end of the east side of the fourth district of Lenny
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The huge explosion wiped out the entire Imperial artillery position, seemingly crushing the only threat.
The general reserve force suffered more than a thousand direct casualties, and more than one-third of the troops had lost command. The artillery unit had lost half its strength, and fragments of the twenty-four-pounder guns were scattered everywhere. Nearly the entire supply of gunpowder was consumed in this trap.
Even after suffering such a heavy loss, the emperor＊s cheers could still be heard in the sky.
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live the Holy Empire!"
Those cheers rushed into the mind of Captain Nemen Solayton, making him a little dizzy. Even now, this news seems unreal.
"This is impossible. Lieutenant Sephiel is so strong This is impossible. She must have a way. From the perspective of combat power deduction we will not lose."
But he didn＊t know whether it was based on his own judgment based on experience as a combat officer or based on emotional bias.
The black mushroom cloud is still floating in the sky, and the huge "Sea of ??Stars" magic group has indeed begun to lose control. The water droplets and starlight lost their color, scattered randomly in the morning light, and slowly descended.
"What do I need to doTelescope, telescope." Naimen hurriedly began to fumble on his armed belt, then he remembered that his telescope had been lost among the rebels.
Naimen quickly walked to the first defense line defeated by Anne, squatted down and rummaged through the corpses. This line of defense suffered one of the heaviest losses, second only to the nearly wiped out fourth line of defense. He knew that there must be officers responsible for reconnaissance here, and they must have binoculars in their hands.
"But, is all you can do is dig up corpses here?"
That feeling is back. No one was mentally controlling him now, but Naimen still heard the cold voice and the harsh sneer.
"You want to use magic, but even if you beg her to waste time teaching you step by step, you still can't learn it."
Naimen pulled out a telescope, only to find that it had been broken off by Anne's magic. It was already trembling slightly. The huge magic group had temporarily left the control of the creator.
"Fuck 'someone'! She needs me, she needs me, she needs me!"
This sentence echoed repeatedly in Naimen＊s mind, sounding like a polyphonic hymn. He knew he shouldn't think so, and he knew he was almost an asshole for thinking so.
"But, she needs me! And I know what I need! She needs me, bastard! Move my magic power!"
The magic power all over his body is ready to move, resonating with the magic network.
"What I want is true faith, knowledge and power. What I want is the power to protect everything I love! Why can't I catch it? Tell me, what's missing?!"
Need strength! She needs the power of the Weave, you know, she needs you now! You have to suppress the emperor who is about to move for her, suppress them all!
In the entire battlefield, he is currently the only one who knows how the magic network works.
He wants to control it. He knew he could control it. He believed he had to control it.
"Resonance." Naimen suddenly thought of something, "Handshake. Why is this ceremony called a handshake, instead of a transaction or a request?"
What is the etiquette of shaking hands? A ritual of equality between strangers.
"Because we are equal in this process? Am I equal to that huge magic network?"
※If I and the Demonic Network are equalthere is no need to surrender to the Demonic Network. There is no need to stick to your own opinions.
He closed his eyes and tapped his right hand gently in the air. The magic net shook slightly.
"The first handshake. The blue net. I saw it."
Thought experiments happen very quickly.
"Second handshake. I understand the objective world. However, I also have my own subjective world."
Because she needs me. Stretch out your right hand, stretch out your left hand, grab the magic web, and vow to fight to the end of the world.
Because she needs me. I will stand by my beliefs as long as my reason justifies it.
Because she needs me. that's enough. I will change reality for her.
"The third handshake. I will give everything until the end!"
This is a resistance door??The reality that Leiden expected. Not just surviving, not just going with the flow. He had something he wanted to do from the bottom of his heart - this was the first time.
"Then, what I know, and what it also knows, is the magic arrow."
A bit of white light flashed at his fingertips, flew out, hit the wall nearby, and made a hole.
Naimen opened his eyes. His eyes brightened.
"This is a zero-level spell. So, I know part of it, so it should also knowmagicmissile?"
This time, three rounds of purple light bullets from the middle finger to the little finger of the right hand hit the enemy's forward array, which was reorganizing, and several screams were heard.
"Three shots. The number is more than mine. Next, I want to find a technique that I know but am not yet proficient inflamearrow?"
A guerrilla shooter on the roof next to him had a fire hole in his head. Naimen jumped off the horse and patted the horse's neck to prepare it mentally.
"The magic I have to use reluctantlyfireball!"
He turned around suddenly and threw the high-temperature air ball in his right hand, hitting several imperial soldiers holding bayonets who tried to deal with him in close combat.
"In the end, I don't know, but the technology it knows is that good."
Naimen looked at the top of the city gate in the distance, where the flame cyclone had not dissipated.
"I don't know what the magic name is, but let's call it Firestorm?"
That is the same magic as the old Duke＊s scorching protective flame. The flames surrounded Nemen Solayton's whole body, spinning and spraying out in all directions, endlessly.
From the effect point of view, this was supposed to be a fifth-stage magic, but the power he used was probably less than the fourth-stage magic.
"I am too stuck on methods and have forgotten the original goal. Magic relies not on magic, but on methods. It is the sum of methods. As long as I know what I want, I can find a way to achieve it."
The flames burned through the ruins, the fortifications, and the bodies on the ground.
Naimen blew out the flames on his fingertips, got on his horse, grabbed the reins tightly, leaned over and whispered in the horse's ear.
"Since you are her mount, I assume you understand. Now she needs us, do you understand?"
The horse neighed.
Naimen raised his head and shouted, "Let's go!"
The horse's hooves stepped on the muskets thrown away by their masters one after another, galloping forward, towards another place burning with flames.
"The Magic Network is the sum of everyone's knowledge, and my magic is the world I know. The so-called magic is not so handsome and fashionable when it comes to other people's ideas."
Annie frowned and planned to try again.
※Naimen, I＊m going down!§
She walked to the edge of the city wall and stood still, waiting for the next answer.
Naimen was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
He took a deep breath, spread his arms, and responded: "Jump down, Annie, I will catch you!"
Anne smiled and whispered to herself again: "The plan succeeded. Isn't it completely stupid?"
She slowly leaned forward and jumped down from the top of the wall with a graceful posture〞〞
He jumped straight into Naimen＊s arms.
The young captain hurriedly caught her, but involuntarily took two steps back due to the momentum.
Anne＊s only remaining arm was tightly wrapped around his neck, and her body scent rushed directly into his nostrils, making his face flush.
Naimen＊s mind went blank. Whether it was the soft touch on his chest or the gentle breath in his ears, they were all so unnerving.
He just held Annie back to the horse in his arms, and climbed onto the horse's back carefully. The horse probably sensed something and snorted again, seeming to be even more disdainful.
Hearing this sound, the two of them laughed at the same time, looked at each other, and looked away nervously at the same time.
But he and she both noticed the blush on each other's faces.
Naimen didn＊t know what to say, so he kicked the horse nervously to let it go.
After a while, he squeezed out this sentence: "I'm so sorry, it's different from what was promised. It seems that you will have to sit in the front on the return trip."
"It doesn't matter, you are the one controlling the horse now, sir. Speaking of which, what were you commenting on just now?"
"Ah, I said you are really majestic uh, beautiful." Suddenly feeling a little inappropriate, Naimen hurriedly changed his words., ※It＊s also suitable for wearing shorts.§
"Shorts fan? Hmm, are you planning to change the uniforms of all female officers of the Free Army to shorts?" Anne teased, "If you plan to make this request today, maybe Marshal Fox will really agree."
"Really? Then I have to think about it. It's a pity to use such a precious opportunity to change from trousers to shorts. How about simply changing to underwear?"
"Do you expect 'Pure Gold' to bribe you to request this modification?" Anne snorted softly and put away the left arm and legs crystallized by magic, leaving only the right arm hooked around Naimen's neck. , "It's a little hard to maintain so much magic at the same time. Let me put it away and rest for a while."
Naimen felt that his burden suddenly became lighter. With only one right arm and torso left, Anne was so light that she was almost weightless.
She closed her eyes and leaned her head slightly on his chest, gently bumping against his heart as the horse ran. He used his arms holding the reins to protect her from falling off the horse.
"If this journey could never end"
At this moment, the eight o'clock bell came from the direction of the parliament building. The sun has completely risen, and the Liberty Bell is ringing on time as usual -
"Order to assemble the entire Free Army and Parliament, now?"
Neimen and Anne recognized the bell signal at the same time.
"It's harvest time." Annie opened her eyes, "Let's go quickly."
"No," Naimen shook his head vigorously and reined in the horse's head, "Not now, there is a more urgent problem. You can't go to the parliament like this. Your current body can't be used for much longer, right?"
"Uhwhat are you talking about?" Annie was speechless for a moment.
Naimen became more firm in his judgment: "If this body can still be used for a long time, you won't care so much about the wound. Senior mages all have spare bodies, right? If you are not in a hurrythe storage of this spare body The location shouldn＊t be too far away. Let＊s go there first and recover to the best condition before going to the parliament.§
"Your reasoning ability is much stronger, and you are basically right. You can probably guess the place, right?"
Anne closed her eyes again and gave him the answer he expected.
"We are already in the East Third District. Then, let's go to St. Grace Welfare Home."
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