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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 Annie's magic. He threw it aside helplessly and continued to move towards the next corpse.
This emotion is "powerlessness". The feeling of powerlessness without being able to use magic. In the ensuing misfortune and disaster, the feeling of powerlessness that nothing can be done. No matter what you do, you can't change the situation. No matter what you do, you are just hanging on.
"You think you are quite smart and can adapt to changes, right? You think you can do well no matter where you are, right? But what exactly have you done?"
The fourth corpse contained a complete telescope. Naimen picked it up and looked towards the other end of the mushroom cloud.
※I believe she＊s not dead,§ he answered himself, ※and I also believe that since I＊m here, there＊s something I can do.§
Because the emperor was immersed in false excitement, he was the first person to see the battle on the city gate.
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At the same time, the top of the four east gate walls of Lunni
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The civilized world has a history of forging magic weapons for at least four to five thousand years. Among all the weapons known as "artifacts", the universal scepter "Power" is probably one of the most famous, second only to the "Prime Minister's Star" which has not yet appeared in this history.
This magic scepter is a symbol of the succession of the Second Dynasty of the Holy Koman Empire. Whether it is in history books, myths, legends or novels, the inheritance tokens of other countries are designated by the founding emperor. They are never easy to change and no one dares to change them easily - but this "power" is different.
Whenever a generation of emperors dies, the new emperor will add his own symbols, emblems and circuits to the "power", and engraved with the new magical technology progress over the years. The first thing every new emperor who ascends the throne has to do is decide on his emblem and what kind of new magic he wants to add to this scepter. Although the number of each magic spell is only one, and some magic spells are mutually exclusive, the variety of magic spells on the entire scepter is comparable to that of a top-level magician.
That is the belief upheld by the restored king of the Holy Koman Empire: "Strength is might." In order to gain power, the Coleman emperors were not afraid to change any tradition.
And when this scepter is handed over to another person, it means that that person has obtained the huge power of the entire Holy Empire. Only in critical moments will "power" be granted to the most outstanding ministers of the empire.??This kind of thing happened only five or six times in the entire history of the Second Dynasty. No one expected that after several months of hard fighting, the siege of Lunni would end with the emperor appointing a full-power prime minister.
This time, the person who received the scepter was Duke Loren von Feigota, a famous general who had experienced three freedom wars and two generations of emperors; but it was only an inconspicuous woman who pushed the entire empire to this point. Lieutenant. Before she appeared, Lenny seemed to have been captured - and now, the entire Imperial chain of command has completely collapsed, and even the commander-in-chief has to personally enter the battlefield.
"Even if we lost the entire heavy artillery unit, we still couldn't stop this witch"
Even the old Duke, who has experienced hundreds of battles, can't help but feel palpitations in his heart. The empire's artillery fire had already hit the parliament building, and all the city gates were open, but they still ended up here. Could it be that this war will be in vain again? Just like what is sung in their national anthem, the gods will bless their unity and freedom, and the four-color cross flag will fly for a long time?
He didn＊t believe it. The first duke of the Fegota family once served as the military historian of the founding emperor of the Holy Empire. Dukes of all generations are famous throughout the empire for their profound knowledge. However, even if you look through all the history books, there is no wise and powerful figure who never makes mistakes.
No matter how powerful the magic power is, it needs the assistance of magic skills, and no matter how many troops there are, it needs command to be used. No one can avoid making mistakes. All you need to win is to seize the opponent's mistakes. The old Duke has been waiting patiently, waiting for the moment when the opponent's strength and self-confidence are exhausted and he makes the mistake of underestimating the enemy!
And he finally waited.
"It seems that Your Majesty doesn't want to talk anymore. That's fine, let's just end the war here."
The witch with dazzling blond hair said so and slowly fell from the air. Even without detection spells, the old Duke knew that she was bound to a variety of strengthening spells.
But she fell too slowly, too slowly, so slowly that she could become the target of most magic. For such a long time, this witch has never left the ground, nor has she relied entirely on those auxiliary magics. But she finally went up to the sky!
The old Duke threw away the useless command sword "Mercy", and the sharpest sword in the world was directly inserted into the wall brick, with only two-thirds of the sword exposed. He pulled out "Power" again, stroked the magic circuit on it with his fingers, and found the magic he needed.
"Absolute dispel (absolutedispel)". The most powerful of all dispersion magics, even the user himself will be affected. Therefore, generally high-level mages will not use this magic to fight, which can cause great damage to both parties.
The old Duke pressed it without hesitation, and the gem at the top of "Power" lit up.
Every magic spell on "Power" only has one shot, and that's now!
All the magic in Annie suddenly disappeared. She gave a short scream and accelerated her fall.
Duke Feigota knew that such an attack would not bring victory. The "power" in his hand tilted down and pressed another magic gem.
"Earthpike!"
The attacks of both sides are closely linked. To deal with rapidly falling opponents, of course make use of the spiked ground to maximize damage. Given the height at which Anne fell, this weak magic would turn into a deadly blade that could pierce her entire body.
Faced with the prospect of becoming a barbecue on an obsidian stick, the average mage may choose to strengthen the defense and then take a hard hit, or use the flying spell to fly in the air again, but Annie will never choose those countermeasures that make her lose speed. She knew that there was also a more powerful wide-area attack magic hidden in that weapon. She did not hesitate to use a rather advanced magic - it was a bit too extravagant to escape.
※Reversegravity!§
But even this is within the calculations of the experienced old Duke. He can't position accurately, but he can slow down the opponent. At the critical moment of this kind of magic duel, it doesn't matter if you are slow for a minute or a second. As long as you are slow by one spell, the opponent may make up for all the strengthening magic, and he will no longer have a chance of winning.
"Force cage!"
A huge force field in the shape of a birdcage blocked Annie's flight path. The Duke did not choose to defend, but chose to limit the opponent's range of activities. He knew well that the witch did not dare to approach the emperor. It is impossible for such a high-level mage not to know about the royal bloodline. As long as they are human beings, no one can take advantage of Hugh Coleman in close combat.
Sure enough, the flying blond female lieutenant stopped the car abruptly, but her back and arms still hit the force field hard, which looked like it would leave long bruises and bruises on her skin. At the moment of stopping?She also threw out her own counter magic.
"Burstlaser!"
Three cluster rays accurately hit the Duke's golden breastplate. Unfortunately, two of them were blocked by the armor, and only one got through.
This laser penetrated the veteran's lungs, but it was nothing to the battle-experienced Duke. He gritted his teeth, swallowed a mouthful of blood that surged into his throat, and smiled: second mistake. He waited.
Even Naimen, who was watching the fierce battle with a telescope from a distance, exclaimed: "Counterattack? What are you thinking, Annie, increase the speed first!"
But it's too late. Loren von Feigota's experience would never allow him to miss such an opportunity.
The old Duke saw the high morale below and hesitated. His hand involuntarily let go of the gem he was originally planning to press, and moved it to another gem.
"You can't use too noisy magic to let the emperor below discover the battle here," the old Duke thought.
He has no confidence that he can kill the powerful witch with this magic, even if it is the most powerful attack magic in the entire "power", "crushing"
"wave)". If this magic cannot be used to win, the emperor's morale will be dealt a heavy blow again.
His hesitation was only for this moment.
But at this moment, everything changed.
The Minister of Military Affairs suddenly smelled a woman's unique body fragrance.
The bloody fragrance is intoxicating, so close.
Then, his right wrist holding "power" was strangled by iron-like five fingers and lifted upward. Under that huge force, the "rainbow ray" he was about to fire actually turned into a rainbow pointing to the sky!
"That laser magic is used for teleportation and positioning."
Anne's voice sounded sweet, soft, and a little dull - but it made the old Duke shudder. He realized that it was actually him who underestimated the enemy. The witch didn't make a mistake, he was the one who did.
※Then, there were bursts of severe pain in my right wrist and jaw almost at the same time. The witch's grip strength was surprisingly good, and the old Duke's right wrist was easily broken by her. The "power" fell into her hands, and a heavy lower hook knocked his golden helmet away. The heavy helmet made of gold fell from the tower and rolled to the ground, making a deep sound.
Naimen was stunned when he saw it from a distance. Even the emperor below discovered the fighting here. The cheering stopped, and the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence. Power has changed hands and the golden helmet rolls in the dust. There could be no more symbolic scene.
It＊s over. It's all over.
The lower gum dug into the old man＊s upper jaw, and the pain almost completely defeated him. The Minister of Military Affairs finally realized that he was no longer young, and he was no longer the knight who could still fight bloody battles with dozens of minor and serious injuries. He lowered his head and looked carefully at the woman who had forced himself and the entire empire into such a desperate situation.
The last thought that rushed into the old Duke's mind was: What a beauty.
That crystal-clear broken arm is particularly beautiful. If I were twenty or thirty years younger, I might be able to betray the empire for her, right?
Seeing the white hair of the old Duke, Anne was stunned: "You are not the emperor?! Then this 'power'"
The old man coughed twice, and his tall body straightened up again: "Even if you defeat me, you can't catch His Majesty. Even 'power' and 'mercy' are in my hands, and you can't find him!"
Just when these words came out of his mouth, the old Duke suddenly discovered the witch's real mistake. It's a small mistake, but it's deeply hidden. She did not replenish her defensive magic, nor did she notice that the person in front of her was much heavier than herself - three times as much if she included the golden armor.
He put his arms into a bear hug, hugged the girl in front of him tightly, and threw her to the ground!
Anne was shocked. Being hugged by such an old man who was old enough to be her grandfather, she didn't know how to react: "You, what do you want to do!"
The modern social etiquette education she received since childhood temporarily overwhelmed her fighting instinct, preventing her from launching a fatal counterattack in the first place.
Only Naimen, who was observing the battle through a telescope from a distance, changed his expression: he also discovered the mistake. On a cruel battlefield, no matter how strong a person is, he will lose everything because of one mistake.
"Action, Annie! Kill him, now!"
A heavy punch hit the old Duke in the abdomen, almost piercing his armor. Enduring the severe pain that felt like his whole body was falling apart, Loren von Fegota took a long breath and laughed instead. He knowsI won the bet.
He hugged Annie tightly and rolled to the side!
At this moment, Annie finally discovered the mistake.
"Mercy". It's "kindness"!
The sharp magic sword that was half inserted into the ground was inserted very close at hand〞〞
And her and the old Duke＊s bodies just rolled over the blade!
This sword was so sharp that she couldn't even feel her legs.
Anne raised her eyes with difficulty and saw that her legs and the legs of the old Duke were both staying not far from the sword body. She looked at her lower body again and saw that the cutting line was broken at her knees.
"Gods, thank you for allowing me to die in the arms of a beautiful woman. As for the whereabouts of 'power', I'm sorry, I don't care."
Old Duke Loren von Fegota whispered, smiled with satisfaction, pressed the magic circuit on the armor, and activated the final spell.
※Firestorm!§
Flames enveloped the top of the entire city wall. In the midst of the flames, the girl with only one right hand left in all her limbs also recited the last spell.
"Static field barrier (staticfield)!"
While the old Duke's body was burned into ashes in the flames, a blue protective force field quickly covered the girl's body.
Under the protection of this force field, no one can harm her. The imperial officers who looked at this scene were all stunned, not knowing how to act - the result of this battle was really beyond their expectations.
At the other end of the battlefield, a monocular telescope fell to the ground and could no longer be used.
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Dawn Lenny East 4th District
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Nemen Thoredon threw the telescope heavily to the ground.
The emperor might react at any time and rush to the tower, in which case all his and her efforts would be in vain.
He doesn＊t know how long a six-stage〞or seven-stage〞magic like a static field barrier can last. But he knew that when Anne Saphire's magic was lifted, she would need someone by her side.
The magic network is already trembling slightly, and the huge magic group has 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 what Naimen? Solayton expectedreality. 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 the method and have forgotten the original goal. Magic does not rely on the spells and gestures recorded in the magic book, but on faith and knowledge. Faith is power, and the magic weave is the method. It is the sum of the 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 total of everyone's knowledge, and my magic is the world I know. The so-called magic is not unconditional surrender to other people's ideas, nor is it stubborn persistence in one's own ideas."
Naimen stretched out his left hand and caught all the blue lines passing through the air. This time the blue lines did not escape from his fingers, but merged with his fingertips.
"It's about understanding and acknowledging other people's thoughts, but at the same time retaining your own. We are equal. The Magic Network accommodates all thoughts. It is completely fictional, but only admits facts. Although it is a little late, these few sentences finally, I understand."
There are more and more blue threads in his hands, and the entire network is shaking at the same time. If someone uses detection magic and looks from directly above, he and his horse will be like a fast sailing ship riding the wind and waves, leaving a long trail in the entire magic network.
※I understand reality just to change it!§
The magic net unfolded, replenishing the energy of the magic items on his body, and the purple light of the Excellence Chapter lit up again.
The shield of tiles left behind by Annie flew around him and his horse with dizzying speed.
"Yes, with just three handshakes, we can change the entire world!"
The blue light is extremely bright. The young captain stretched out his hand and grasped the afterglow of the Sea of ??Stars in his hand.
"I never really wanted to be a magic citizen, a staff officer, a city councilor, or a shop owner, nor did I yearn to make a fortune or become famous. I deceived myself just because that goal sounded the most reasonable. the easiest."
Naimen Solayton took a deep breath and rushed into the enemy's position along the "Sefir Corridor". The enemy is trying to refill this line of defense, but Naimen will not give them this chance.
"But that's just an escape. It's just something other people want, and I don't want it. What I want is"
The dispersing magic mass condensed again, andShining like before.
※A power like hers!
In his hands, the silvery morning stars turned into a red meteor shower.
※Give me the rest of your power, ＆Sea of ??Stars＊!§
The entire magic power of Lenny's temporary magic network can be used by him. This was the first time he had mastered such abundant magic power, and the feeling was indescribable.
"There'sthere's one more! There's another officer in the Confederate army who can use magic!"
He heard someone shouting. Naimen smiled and threw a precise magic arrow.
The magic arrow shining with white light penetrated through the gap in the knight's helmet, and blood spattered out.
??Economic, accurate, precise, and deadly. Nemen Solayton's fighting style is not a grand and gorgeous symphony, nor is it an irresistible storm. It was a tactic that could be forged by a small citizen, a staff officer, and a person who always failed, failed, and failed again. It was a style crystallized through repeated practice, failure, and reflection.
His enemies would call this tactical style "meat grinder" with awe - but that would come later, of course.
"Reform! Stop him!"
Naimen raised his hands and pointed forward. The red meteor shower precisely hit a line, enough to destroy all resistance on this line.
"Get out of the way," he said.
So, the enemy array also separated for him.
Naimen glanced at the ceramic armor flying around him. There was still about one-third of the initial number.
"It can be done." Naimen said to himself and his horse, "Resistfire! Haste!"
The magic power is surging and unstoppable. It wasn't his magic powers, but now he was the user of them.
He crossed the burning enemy lines and charged towards dawn.
Someone is trying to reorganize the empire? His magic blasted through.
Horse hooves broke through the flames, and stray bullets shattered the porcelain pieces.
Someone is trying to reorganize the magic army? His magic struck again.
The sound of wind in the ears was covered by noisy noise and could not be distinguished. But both he and his horse knew that the advance was getting faster and faster, and the frontal resistance was getting less and less.
He heard the enemy's bugles ringing all around, and he saw the enemy's flags lowered one after another.
The war horse jumped over the final ruins, rushed into the huge explosion crater, rushed down the slope, and then ran up the slope. At the end of the slope is the East Fourth Gate.
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He originally thought that there should be a few high-level mages at the end of the enemy array.
but none.
There is no one around. No one attacked him, and the great magicians he once admired had stopped moving, or perhaps fled the battlefield.
The morale, morale, and fighting will of the entire imperial reserve force, everything, have collapsed.
The moment they knew that the Free Army might have a second powerful magician, the elites of the empire made the wisest decision. The court mages and priests shivered in the depths of the fortifications. The soldiers dropped their weapons and fled in panic. The nobles that the empire was proud of were either dead or missing.
The commander＊s bugle trembled to recall the broken troops scattered throughout the city. They didn＊t even dare to take the East Fourth Gate and ran towards the streets and alleys to the north.
Naimen Lema was directly below the city gate, looking through the city gate corridor at the East Fifth District at the other end. The sun had almost completely risen, and through the sunlight, he could vaguely see several Imperial knights standing there.
Naimen smiled and raised his arms. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the knights screamed and turned around and ran away.
Those imperial nobles who thought they were superiors and should bear the supreme responsibility abandoned their commanders, comrades and the battlefield and fled.
"Idid it. We really did it."
Naimen did not use the last sea of ??stars to pursue them.
He hooked his right hand; more than twenty red stars shot down in response, knocking off all the ceramic armor pieces flying around him.
? Then Naimen raised his head. He used all his strength and shouted loudly:
"Lieutenant Sephiel, we have won! The Emperor has collapsed! We have won, the two of us have defeated them all! Release the static field barrier!"
On the city wallThere was deathly silence. No one answered him.
"Miss Seifer?! Anne? Hello, Anne?! Don't fail to answer. I remember that I can hear sounds and situations outside in the static field barrier!"
Still no response. Naimen panicked. Starting from last night, scenes flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, and one ominous symbol flashed out one after another.
"Annie! If you have difficulty moving, just answer the question and I will go up and pick you up!"
Still no response. He turned over and dismounted, almost tripping over the stirrups as he dismounted. The wise horse snorted, seeming to be a little disdainful.
"Annie! I, I have to really go up! If you can hear me, answer me! I will forcibly remove your static field. I can do it now, I'm serious!"
Naimen felt that his legs had never been so heavy and he could not take a step forward. What happened again? The above result is different from what he speculated? Even if he goes up, will he only see her seriously injured and unconscious, or even
He suddenly started running and headed straight for the nearest stairs to the city. The only sound of his running footsteps could be heard on the entire battlefield.
"Naimen, stop making trouble! You have to give the girl time to touch up her makeup!"
The voice came from directly above his head.
Naimen raised his head.
What caught his eye was not the tragic scene in his imagination, but the dazzling beauty.
Anne Seifer does have only one right hand left, but she doesn＊t look fragile at all.
Blue crystal glass-like magic crystals formed Anne's left arm and her legs. The rising sunlight shone through those crystals. Her armed belt is full of hangings, with the "Mercy" hanging on the left waist and the "Power" symbolizing the empire on the right waist.
There is only one word that can describe her now〞〞
※It＊s really majestic.§
Naimen sighed involuntarily, admiring this figure who turned the tide.
※If he knew what Meishen was thinking, he probably wouldn＊t be able to laugh anymore.
"I have waited so long in vain. I am an idiot to expect this incomprehensible guy to give me a kiss of awakening He was so handsome and fashionable when I took over the magic network just now."
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 and said, "Wearing shorts is also very suitable."
"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.??Put away the left arm and legs crystallized by magic, leaving only the right arm that hooked 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."
p.s. It＊s a new year again, and I wish all my readers a happy new year!
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