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?? 6:00 pm on August 9, 1666 - also known as the zero point of the magic network
Lenny¡¯s Underground
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There was not a trace of light in the huge and empty room, and all magic was silent.
But Nemen Thoredon can still see everything clearly, from the empty shelves in the room to the tabletop where a huge magic circle once was painted.
The waiting time has been too long, and his eyes have completely adapted to the darkness.
He stretched out his limbs and lay on the cold ground, looking up at the holes in the ceiling. Some of the holes were punched out using attack magic, while others were ventilation holes made using shaping magic, with a faint light coming out from inside.
He realized that time had passed.
But how long has it been? he does not know.
That period of time in the past was as long as two and a half centuries.
The residual heat on the military uniform she left behind has long since dissipated, leaving only a slight body fragrance, but that will soon dissipate. Just like the crystal blue gravel around him.
"It's just the embers that maintain the magic of the body," Naimen said to himself, "It's just the embers."
But his hands uncontrollably swept all the crystal sand on the ground together, gathering it into a small pile of sand, and protecting it by his hand.
In this darkness, he seemed to still be able to hear her voice and see her smile. Anne had always smiled so confidently, and looking back now, that smile shone like the sun.
Naimen subconsciously raised the memory evidence in his hand to his eyes. The facets of the sapphire were cool to the touch, protecting her memory. He looked at the silent world through the blue section.
"Memory, soul and body. In the absence of the soul, will the memory have consciousness? Probably not. The hearing and five senses are all parts connected to the body. Then you in the future should not be able to hear what I say, Anne ."
He said to the evidence of her memory.
"Actually I already knew that you loved me. I must have guessed it a long time ago, damn it."
The object of his curse is himself.
"I've always known that, right? You're such a blind bastard, Naimen Solayton!"
Anne Sephire loved Nemen Solayton and loved him in the future.
Love her more than anyone else. Love him more than anyone else. The feeling of being loved was so heavy that Naimen's body shook under the pressure.
"But am I really worthy of this kind of love? But am I really a person worthy of her?"
he does not know. He has no way of knowing.
"And, do I really love her?"
Thinking of this, Naimen was trembling all over. He really didn't know if he loved her.
"I am really a bastard. Can you trust a bastard with your memory so confidently? Where does this belief come from?! I can't shine like you, Annie! Even if you say ¡¡±
Even if she said so.
"Even if you say thateven if you say that"
Naimen repeated it again. That's exactly what she said -
"Do you really think I'm your hero, Anne Sephire? Do you really think entrusting me with this memory is a wise decision?"
There is some kind of liquid swirling in the eye sockets.
Those were not tears, he said to himself, he promised her not to cry.
Naimen vaguely saw the memory certificate in his hand light up.
"Subliminal query, feedback method to select the user's favorite voice."
It's like a white light passing through it.
"Quick query result: Yes. Further query requires confirmation. You can choose the confirmation method, whether it is through language, text or consciousness. If you need to confirm again, please reply."
Naimen blinked, as if he was deep in a dream.
The sudden white light was so bright that he couldn't see anything and could only nod.
"No matter what others think of you, you are my hero. You will always be my hero. Always will be."
Suddenly, he heard the sound again. How many times has this happened? Time and time again, her voice, her smile, hers, everything she sees, hears and thinks is hers
"What you want to know is indeed this passage. Do you want to repeat it?"
Naimen was startled, secretly wondering if only he could hear this sound. Could it be that you are hallucinating from waiting here for too long?"'Excerpts from the Memory of Anne Seifer', encrypted content, authenticated. Since you hold the license for this source, you have chosen by default to use her voice as the interactive interface. If you want to use parchment, prayers, consciousness projection Or other more efficient ways of interaction, please confirm."
What sounded in his ears was a cold female voice. Its tone sounded almost the same as that of Anne Seifer, but it was cold, without a trace of emotion, and certainly without a trace of smile.
"Tell me, is this an illusion?"
"No." The cold female voice that sounded very similar to Anne's voice immediately replied, "The Magic Network has been activated, and all the identity authentication of the authorized user of the first root node, Nemen Solayton, has passed. "
Naimen pinched himself hard. It's not a dream or a hallucination. There was indeed a voice stating in his ear. The grammar is convoluted, full of obnoxiously long sentences and clauses, and doesn't sound like a human language.
"Based on your understanding of the Magic Web and the high-level permissions you have, you can skip the identity authentication step and directly use the mind query. The expressions of the Magic Web are chosen based on the permissions and knowledge you have. Orientals will hear In his language, the old scholar will see the parchment, even if you are a pious illiterate, the magic network will be presented in the form of an oracle. It will never be expressed in a way that the user cannot understand." Probably feeling the resistance of the door Thoughts, "Cold Annie" also lowered his voice knowingly, "If you don't like the sound, you can change the form of expression."
"No this is good." Too much information made Naimen unable to react. "If I understand correctly, the magic network has almost unlimited expressions?"
"Yes. It is a combination of reason and faith, limited only by the knowledge and imagination shared by all members. The Magic Network expands everyone's abilities and builds itself from these added values. If you want to further inquire about its principles, There are about 7,100 related results, which takes about 60,000 minutes in voice form, which is more than 40 days of presentation time. Do you want to continue?"
"Forty days? Don't do it." Hearing this number, Naimen couldn't help but feel a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart, "Oh my god. How many theories constitute the magic network?"
The voice of the magic network immediately replied: "The knowledge of the entire world. There are currently 77.34 million detailed information, and it is still increasing with the expansion of the network-"
Naimen waved his hand: "No need to inquire. Also, there is no need to inquire in the future unless I specifically state the inquiry. I already know that this is really a miracle an out-and-out miracle. She succeeded. "
¡°Anne wasn¡¯t bragging.
She truly has the desire and miracle to change the world.
She really brings magic to everyone, and it will definitely bring about a whole new era.
"But to her, I am also her hero."
When he was a child, he thought he was different. He has nimble fingers and firm belief. He can be a good thief, and of course he can also be a good magician, and one day use his power to change the entire world, and so on.
Then he knew that he was no different from anyone else. Everyone has to grow up, buy citizenship, get a wife, and that's it.
¡°Then he knew that everyone was actually a little different from everyone else, but not as different as he thought. Some will die from stray bullets, some will not; some will have courage, some will not. They also all have different dreams, but at the end of the day, they're not all that different.
"But she said I was her hero."
He has one more choice. Some people decide what they want to achieve, they act, and the world changes forever.
He is really no different from anyone else now¡ª¡ª
"But I can work hard to make a difference from others. Some prophecies are self-fulfilling, like wish-making, right, Annie?"
The voice of the magic network suddenly asked again: "Is this an inquiry?"
Naimen laughed. Maybe it was like the smile that Anne always wore on her face, maybe it wasn't, he didn't know.
"It's not because I know the answer. Because she said I was her hero, so I know it. This prophecy will fulfill itself."
He never thought that there would be someone who truly thought he was a hero.
"Maybe I should go to the Empirebut I won't go. I won't give up."
There is one person in this world who truly thinks you are her hero.
Even if there was only one person "once", that would be enough.
¡°I am an insignificant person, only a trivial dream. Everything I have is not earned by myself, I just rely on luck and blessings from the gods; everything I want to work hard to obtain has failed, and none of it has succeeded. "
That was his past experience.
"However, there is still one person in this world who thinks that I am not a small person."
Even if you search the whole world, you may not be able to find one person who calls you his or her hero.
"I will be your hero, Annie. I will be the hero you imagined."
Sometimes, just a name can change a person's world.
Sometimes, as long as you change one person's world, it will change the entire world.
Because belief determines strength, it has always been like this.
No matter what happens in the world, no matter what the world is like, whether we have magic or not. Whether it is in the dark era of stagnation or the stormy era of revolution¡ª¡ª
Belief determines strength.
It¡¯s always been like this.
Although, a group of sheep led by a lion cannot defeat a group of lions led by a sheep.
"However, a person who has a firm belief and moves forward unstoppably for his goal is always better than a hundred ignorant rabble.
"Although this sentence is a bit late. Although you will definitely not hear this sentence."
??Whether magic exists or not, the world is driven forward by these people full of strong beliefs.
They know what they want to do, they know why they want to do it, and they know how to do it.
"I know the answer now - I do love you."
Naimen¡¯s eyes became moist uncontrollably.
"I love you, Annie. Although I can't guarantee it now, one day, it will be more than I love anyone else. One day, I will love you more than anyone else."
He kept repeating those words, even though he knew no one could hear them.
"Until death do us part. No, even if we die, we will do it."
He remembered that promise, raised his hands, and tried to dry his eyes.
"I promised. I clearly promised. These are not tears. I didn't cry because I promised."
But, the tears cannot be wiped away no matter how hard they are wiped. My eyelids felt a slight pain, as if there were countless gravel rubbing inside. He knew that it was crystal sand formed from her body.
"Because I found what I should do. Because she said I was her hero."
But this time he didn¡¯t bother to pile the crystal sand together.
"If the reality does not match the ideal, I will change the reality. I swear, I will become a hero worthy of the name of Anne Seifer, the most powerful mage in the world."
Naimen stood up and clenched his fists. His nails dug into his flesh, but he didn't even notice.
"I will defend your wishes until the end of this life."
Nemen Solayton raised her head and looked at the ceiling she had stared at and the sky outside the ceiling.
"Even if that hope must be bloody."
She is no longer here, and so is he.
"Perhaps the country I want to build is destined to decay and devour everything. But I will do it."
He picked it up and put on the red one-sleeved military uniform. The size of the military uniform was just a slightly larger vest for his figure. He noticed his two trophies again. He picked up "power" and inserted it into his armed belt, and put "mercy" on his back.
"Then, wait for me, Anne. I will fulfill all your wishes."
He solemnly hid the evidence of Anne¡¯s memory in the heart pocket of this vest.
That is the evidence of her memory, and it is also the center of the magic network, the first root node.
"I will never lose. Because I am Anne Seifer's hero."
Naimen turned around and took one last look at the empty hall. The fire door had sealed it forever. He saluted into the empty room.
"I'm about to leave. Just wait for me at Intre."
The major raised his head and looked at the big hole that had just been drilled.
The remaining teleportation points should have been closed, he thought. To achieve his goal, what he needs is
"I need to inquire about the following magics and confirm the possibility of me using them. The first one is-"
?Naimen made several requests.
Then, the magic network responded to him.
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August 9, 1666, six o'clock in the afternoon, the zero hour of the great magic network (thezerohour)
Lunni South District 3, Metby West Riverside Port Area
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There were black smoke pillars floating everywhere in Lenny's city.
In order to report the advance position of the Imperial Army, the Free Army had to light houses on the roadside to create smoke to convey military information.
Since all the magic has failed, the emperor's second entry into Lenny is much easier than expected.
Except for some casualties caused by the reconnaissance cavalry of both sides, the main force hardly fired a shot.
The Free Army, which had retreated halfway, was caught off guard. They decided to shrink the remaining troops to the port area to prevent them from being defeated one by one by the imperial army. The Imperial Army immediately gathered opposite them, and companies from different regions filled every street.
Under the blade-like sunset, the empire¡¯s last main force formed a strict array on the not-so-wide pier.
The military boots of the last officer on the right wing of the array had almost stepped out of the embankment.
But the attack has not started yet. The array of heavy blacks and grays just stood there, silently waiting for the clarion call of attack.
Some wounded and defeated soldiers passed through the gaps in their array and reorganized in the rear under the supervision of officers. They were the people who had escaped with their lives from the failure of the first attack.
"Because there was no blockage in front, the vanguard troops broke through rashly, only to be severely blocked and routed back. It's really a story with nothing new at all."
Majia Veli commented harshly on the situation of the battle, without leaving even a trace of moral integrity.
Although he was talking big words, the spirit body with green hair still kept hooking on the host's shoulder, for fear of being thrown out by the huge changes in the magical world.
"This is normal. Anyway, with the current strength ratio between the two sides, the South Army can't win many games. Their remaining troops on the north bank are already less than 10,000, right? This situation is named 'half-crossing' in the Eastern Art of War And hitting' is one of the worst situations - not to mention that now they can't use magic either."
The object she was parasitizing looked towards the northeast and muttered to himself.
The girl with short brown hair is no ordinary noble lady. She is no stranger to the battlefield and has even commanded an army of thousands of people.
This girl doesn¡¯t know the result of Blenheim yet, nor does she know that she has become the next lord of the Principality of Fegota:
??????? Duchess Denica Viren von Fegota.
A name that sounds attractive in every sense of the word.
"But we don't know if that's true." Majia reminded, "Don't forget that the current situation is caused by the Free Army. Maybe they are just luring the enemy."
The future duchess refocused her attention on the research in front of her, and casually used amplification magic commonly used by commanders, but it made a big hole in the table in front of her. Around her, there were dozens of different magicians scattered around, doing similar work, counting the changes and efficiency of magic. From time to time, there were loud explosions and quarrels. Sir Isaac Newton was appointed as the temporary Minister of Magical Affairs of the Empire and was fully responsible for the research on this special situation.
"Who dares to launch an offensive even if they can't use amplification magic? Facing an enemy with strong support, without magic support, it's just death. Slightly more complex protection and support magic will not be able to be used as expected."
Denika turned her attention to Newton, who was also working and recording with a large group of magicians, and shook her head.
"Speaking of which, is your current spiritual state unaffected, Magia?"
"It can't be said that it is completely unaffected. The Minister of Security is probably going crazy with anger now. He should be able to find the dummy I threw over there. Have you learned the basics of the School of the Undead?"
"No." Denika shook her head, "Most of the books in this school can only be read by senior members of the association."
"Soul, body, memory, any two can form a stable state. If there is only a single element, it will require huge magic power to maintain, or it will become a complete undead creature. The reason why I am still stable now is Because I borrowed your body and nerves for use; the defective product that was left to Sid Naser with only memory and a fake soul must have been exposed by the chaos of the magic structure."
The ghost female magician seemed much more verbose than before, which exposed the uneasiness in her heart. Since the collapse of the Elven Empire, there has never been a huge event that changed all the laws of magic.We don¡¯t know what the enemy has done and what the consequences will be.
"But, so far, you haven't felt anything abnormal, have you, Majia? Only I can still see you, you just lost the ability to appear in front of other people. In other words, the current magical abnormality does not It doesn¡¯t affect the origin of any magic, it just affects the way magic affects other things, right?¡±
Dinica looked around, and after confirming that no one was staring at her, she reached out her hand and pinched Majia's cheek. To others, she just rubbed her fingers in the air.
"If it only involves your own actions, it is exactly the same as before. You borrowed my body to construct your existence, so only I can communicate with you. The question is, what is the difference between the current structure and the first structure change? "
The green-haired witch shook her hair and broke free: "Simple magic with a single subject and most divine magic have returned to normal work, but most complex magic cannot work. I can maintain my existence, but I cannot be like before. Show up. There must be a logic to this, but we haven't discovered it yet"
"We will never dare to attack until this problem is solved. If the enemy's magic can all work normally, we will die. It's too boring."
Denika Willen stood up and repeated to her guards in a slightly louder voice: "It's too stuffy here. I'm going to the front of the position to get some air. Inform Sir Newton, the temporary minister of magic."
She deliberately emphasized the word "temporary" very strongly. As expected, the Guardsmen were stunned for a moment and did not stop her.
Danica walked a few steps along the familiar road, and soon found a two-story building with no fire and no owner, and climbed in deftly.
"From the roof here, you should be able to see the whole port Ha, sure enough. There are indeed not many Free Army left, and their ships were forced back to the outskirts of the port area by the imperial artillery."
Majia hooked her feet on Denika's shoulders, floated her up again, and squinted her eyes to observe the formation of the Free Army.
"That distance is based on the range of the magic cannon Don't they know that the empire's long-range magic cannon has failed? The magician responsible for launching it cannot activate it normally."
"This is not good news. Then the Free Army will not be able to retreat, and the two armies will have to fight. Considering the current situation of magic, the outcome is really unpredictable" Denika shook her head, "You are a professional politician , Majia, what do you think will be the consequences if the empire loses here?"
"Then Miss, you have to run away for your life. Although this is not the last army of the empire that can fight, it is the last army with offensive capabilities. Without these 30,000 people, there is no way the emperor can escape back to the north. ."
"What if the Free Army loses?"
"The result is almost the same. The nearly 20,000 people here are the last organized backbone of the Free Army. The troops they withdraw across the river first will probably not exceed this number. The 100,000 people who were defeated by Lenny have already fought It has broken the backbone of the entire Free Army. If we lose another 20,000, I am afraid that the Free Army will not be able to recapture Lenny within three years, and the Western General Army in the north absolutely does not have this ability."
Danica thought for a while: "You mean, this is the decisive battle."
"Yes. There will be peace soon." Magia suddenly spit out a new word, "Sweet peace. The illegitimate child that can only be produced by the most cruel war."
"Majia, you really like to say good words in an uncomfortable way." Denica laughed, "If those pacifists heard you describe their favorite peace like this, they would die suddenly. ."
"I'm just stating the facts. A war can only end in two situations: when one side has lost everything, or when both sides have no strength to fight anymore. Real peace is very expensive. You should also start thinking about peace coming. What are we going to do next, Denika Viren?"
"Whether it's to escape for one's life or to play palace games, it's still too early. Anyway, I don't need the credit here, let them do it." Denika stretched her waist, "I haven't slept since the day before yesterday. Just have a good night's sleep. If Newton and the others can't figure out the secret of magic tonight, and nothing happens on the battlefield, the final battle will probably be¡ª¡ª"
Her voice suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed on the direction of the setting sun.
¡°¡ª¡ªIt won¡¯t break out until tomorrow¡¡±
A sharp whistling sound cut through the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw a crimson curved cloud darting left and right in the sky, drawing an orange cloud pattern in the sunset.
If they know anything about future magic science, they will know that it is the condensation produced when high-efficiency hydrocarbon fuels are burned and condensed at low temperatures.Tail, or "flying cloud".
And at the top of the wake, Nemen Solayton was shivering in the air at minus 30 degrees.
"So so fast! What is the use of magic at this speed? Is this magic called manned magic missile really a 'powerful, destructive, and fast-traveling' spell?"
The voice of the magic network, which sounded very similar to Annie, explained in real time: "This magic is the follow-up magic of the magic missile. It uses the technology of giantization. Ordinary mages can use it to escape from the pursuit of high-speed flying machines. Detailed inquiry The result is 19, do you need to continue?"
"No need! Ahah sneeze! No, I, I want to check the control magic!"
Holding a one-time high-speed aircraft made with the magic of temporary inquiry, Naimen knew what it meant to ask for trouble.
Temporarily searched magic is always very dangerous - it tells you what knowledge you need, but does not tell you how to use it.
"Searching. The control method is very simple. You just need to use the third positioning magic you queried before, aim, and then smash it down."
"Smash it forget it, I will freeze to death if you don't hit it anyway. Position, position the center of the emperor's array! Dive!"
"The flying cloud made a big "V" in the air and fell straight to the ground.
Naimen firmly grasped the handle of the giant magic missile and recited the incantation of the Feather Falling Technique as fast as he could.
But others could not see his embarrassment and panic.
In the eyes of all onlookers, the entire flying cloud behind him reflected the blood-red afterglow in the setting sun, looking like a volleying spear piercing directly into the center of the emperor's chest.
"Protect Your Majesty! Protect Your Majesty!"
"The protective magic is not working yet! Troops get out of the way!"
"Protect yourself first!"
The strongest Imperial Guard Brigade was in chaos in the face of an unknown threat.
No matter who or what the attack is, there is only one thing that can be confirmed: it can use magic freely.
It is still very advanced, a new type of magic that no one has ever seen before.
Every emperor knows that they have a military advantage, but they also know that they do not have a magic suppression advantage now. Enemies can restructure the magical rules of the entire world, and they may take advantage of this at any time.
Of course, Emperor Gustave Hugh Coleman also knew.
Without the insistence of the Minister of Security, he would not have been able to get here.
"But this seems to be the end"
Such thoughts came to the mind of the young emperor, and he could not drive them away no matter how hard he tried.
Then, the missile hit the ground in front of him heavily and exploded.
Then, Royal Blood was activated, and Gustav nimbly dodged several fragments that should have hit him.
Then, he saw the missile transport part stuck in the ground, and the familiar face standing on top of it.
In the smoke, stood a familiar enemy. Just a day ago, he had knelt in front of him, trying to survive.
What¡¯s even crazier is his outfit.
The young free soldier was wearing two military uniforms. The lower layer was a complete blue Jurocco uniform, and the upper layer was a tattered one-sleeved red Italian military uniform. This uniform was soaked in blood and looked like Like bloody camouflage.
The two military uniforms are tied together by a pair of major epaulettes, and the hem of the clothes is gently fluttering in the evening breeze.
On the chest of every military uniform, there is a scary-large medal - Gustav knows that it is the highest-ranking medal of the Free Army, the Medal of Excellence.
The young major had a smile on his face. He was always smiling, a smile that made him look a little crazy.
What¡¯s even crazier is his equipment. In addition to the pair of medals of excellence, he actually also carries "power", the symbol of the emperor, and "mercy", one of the eight holy swords.
This is undoubtedly a show off: it was he who defeated the last resistance of the Imperial Lenny Legion.
And now, this man is standing on the commanding heights of the entire imperial camp, looking down at the entire imperial regiment and their emperor, without a trace of fear on his face¡ª¡ª
Except for him, everyone¡¯s faces were filled with fear.
On the roof not far away, Denika Willen opened her mouth wide and couldn't believe the scene in front of her: "Soleden?! Oh my god"
Then, with everyone watching, the Free Army major slowly spoke.
With the help of the only amplification magic in the entire battlefield, this small area?Sound can travel throughout the Lennie. All others are temporarily incapable of doing this.
"I'm here to end this war, Your Majesty," he said.
Gustav took a step back unconsciously.
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"I'm here to end this war, Your Majesty."
When he said these arrogant words, Naimen Solayton's legs were still shaking slightly. He didn't expect that this magic could actually fall directly in front of the emperor.
calm.
Naimen said to himself, even the emperor took a step back in front of me and calmed down.
"I can do it. We can't let them strike first."
He raised his right hand, each knuckle accumulating a magic missile. The voice of the magic network quietly told him that besides him, there was someone else who could do such magic, although he didn't know who it was.
"Cluster missiles (massivemagicmissiles), prepare."
As expected, the loyal Guards shouted and prepared to organize defense.
Naimen waved his right hand without hesitation, and more than a dozen missiles flew out along the source of the sound. There was immediately a scream in the imperial formation that lacked defensive magic.
"Please forgive me for taking a preemptive strike. Is this how the Holy Empire treats its negotiating envoys, Your Majesty?"
Neimen directly named Gustav. He was slightly surprised to find that there were no high-level spellcasters around the emperor. Another opportunity in his favor.
"You, a major, can you represent the Free Army? I thought Dictator Fox would send someone more important."
Gustave coughed twice, calmed down, and tried to re-establish his dominant position.
"You know who I am, His Majesty the Emperor. If some of your ministers don't know, do you need to introduce me to them?"
Gustav opened his mouth and struggled to squeeze out the words: "You are the Chapter of Excellence."
"I am the stubborn person. I am the person who has no ability to judge the situation and only has a little cleverness and adaptability. I am the fool who dares to bet on the outcome without even knowing how many cards he has in his hand."
"But you know, this is me. Someone said I was her hero," Naimen added in her heart.
"When we last met, Your Majesty said you were lucky to have an enemy like me. I hope that Your Majesty the Emperor will still feel lucky that I am your enemy."
Naimen raised the "power" and activated the abilities on it.
A large group of imperial nobles exclaimed: "Thatthat isthat is power!"
"Your Excellency von Feigota is a great soldier."
Naimen smiled and said: "And I am the combat staff of the New Renni Army, 'Double Excellence Medal', Major Naimen Soleton. End this war, Your Majesty. Let your troops retreat, and I will take them with me." My troops retreat. No more bloodshed is necessary."
The emperor was surprised to find that he seemed to be shrinking.
He didn¡¯t know how powerful the enemy in front of him was, and he didn¡¯t know what would happen if he refused his proposal.
Is this emotionfear? He was afraid of this person, afraid of this enemy who was younger than him.
"Ahem" Gustav coughed twice and put on the most serious expression, "Do you mean, let us sign a peace agreement here and let peace come?"
Naimen raised the corners of his mouth and showed an Anne-like smile.
This smile looked a little crazy on his face, but he knew that his thoughts had never been so clear as now.
"Let's be honest, this is not peace, this is a ceasefire. You don't believe us and we don't believe you, but everyone is really exhausted now. You can have Lenny, Your Majesty, but we will take it back. All our forces in the north are to be safely withdrawn south until we think we can retake Lenny. A fair offer, isn't it, Your Majesty?"
Until this moment, the Minister of Security finally arrived belatedly with the main casters.
But even Sid Naser can only say some cruel words now, and he also dare not launch a direct attack: "Bold! We can still kill you and all your troops now, little Major ! You are the only one!"
Naimen found that his acting skills had become more and more proficient, as if another personality had emerged: "Why do you think I am the only one here?"
Because Anne is no longer here.
This thought flashed through Naimen¡¯s mind. Fortunately, the enemy should not be able to regain control yet.Master the magic of mind reading.
But he does. As long as he has a thought, the familiar but cold simulation voice will whisper in his ear how to use the magic he wants, and how to control the number of people and the consumption of magic power.
"You should have recovered some of your defeated troops. You should know our magical combat power, right? Sorry, there may not be many defeated troops left."
This time even Sid¡¯s expression changed. The security minister obviously thought of the terrifying high-end magician. He reached into his arms and pressed his fingers on something.
"You certainly have the ability to kill me. However, we still have many majors. You can certainly kill the 20,000 Free Army soldiers here, and even kill their commander. However, if necessary, we still have A new dictator can be elected, such as the active field marshal of Jena, or the great former MP Webster"
Sid snorted: "I don't believe you have so many majors like you. Does every Free Army major have a double medal of excellence?"
"You know we have stronger magicians than me." Naimen shook his head, "And what I want to emphasize is that you only have one emperor and no recognized heir."
The moment they heard these words, the expressions of almost all the court mages and priests changed drastically. Just as they were about to step forward to protect the emperor, Naimen suddenly raised his "power", pointed at the emperor from a distance, and shouted:
"So, Gustave! Gustave Hugh Coleman!"
He called the emperor by his first name.
"Tell me your decision! Do you want to fight to the end, or make peace?!"
At that moment, Gustave Hugh Coleman felt regret for the first time in his life.
He regretted not killing this enemy in Lenny's central square.
Because of this regret, he took another step back.
The second step.
"Then, let us make peace. On behalf of the machine allies of the Holy Corman Empire, in the name of the orthodox ruler of the empire, and in the name of the covenant gods, our two armies will cease all hostilities from this moment on. If you violate this oath, I wish you all God¡¯s just punishment has come upon me.¡±
The emperor¡¯s shoulders sank for the first time.
Although he captured Lenny and fulfilled his long-cherished wish for a hundred years, he was not happy at all.
Naimen thought for a while and replied: "On behalf of the United Provinces Republic and in the name of its orthodox rulers, I agree to this verbal peace treaty. In the name of the covenant and the gods of the agreement, all punishments will come to us equally."
On this evening, the "1666 Rennie Compromise" occurred.
The empire will control all the land north of the Matebesi River and west of the King's River. It will own two-thirds of the Jurok Plain and almost all the elite areas.
The Free Army has ensured more effective forces. The nearly injured Lunni Army and Blenheim Army will have a chance to rebuild, while the Jena Army will serve as a force to ensure that the Empire-Elven coalition does not launch attacks east of the King's River. Guaranteed to exist.
This compromise is just a confirmation of the war situation, and both sides have lost the ability to further attack.
The main combat strength of the Lunni Army and the Western General Army has been destroyed. The Empire will acquiesce in the withdrawal of the remaining Free Army across the King's River and the Metebish River; and the Empire will also need time to build defenses in the newly occupied territories.
"I am 80% sure that he is bluffing." Denika looked at Naimen's figure and said with complicated emotions, "Tholeton has always beenthat kind of person."
Hearing Denika¡¯s comments, Majia asked coldly: ¡°But if you were the queen of the empire, would you dare to gamble with your life on the remaining 20%?¡±
"Probably not. Getting an unexpected 30,000 troops to capture Lenny is already an unexpected surprise. It can be regarded as a 70% victory. Even if the opponent has only a chance to kill the emperor, it is a loss that the empire cannot bear. In this kind of situation Under the circumstances, no one would choose to fight tooth and nail to eliminate the 20,000 remnant troops. His timing is indeed accurate, but this is not peace. This is just a truce for two or three years."
Majia nodded: "I said, peace is very expensive. The backbone of both sides are still there, and the price is far from expensive. Only when both sides are exhausted can there be peace for a generation. This is the history of the Hundred Years' War. in this way."
"What did he think?" Denika looked at the man who single-handedly intimidated the entire empire, and sighed, with a complicated and difficult-to-understand mentality, "I used to know him."
"Like it?"
"So what can we do." Denika said in the smallest voice, turning her head, "Anyway, starting from tomorrow, it will be our turn to think hard about how to defend this city."She climbed down from the roof and walked into the retreating emperor. The troops dispersed, leaving only a few surveillance troops to monitor the Free Army who were gradually boarding the ship and leaving.
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The war ended at three o'clock in the morning on August 10, 1666
Metbesi River Port Area, Lunni South District 3
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The withdrawal took nearly eight hours intermittently. It was already midnight when the crossing operation came to an end.
Major Nemen Soleton has been standing on the edge of the dock with his "power", like the patron saint of the Free Army.
Nearly every soldier and officer who passed him saluted him, thanking him for his efforts in avoiding a final battle.
For eight hours, he did not leave the port, delivering a brief speech to each departing battalion.
"Everyone, the United Provinces Republic is over. But this is not the end."
"We can't get Lenny back today. But we will be back."
"We will come back eventually. On the day we come back, on the ruins of the old United Provinces, a new and much greater regime will be established."
¡°A regime that is more adaptable to the new era.¡±
No matter what the content of the speech is, it all ends with the same sentence.
"The New Freedom Army, cross the Metebish River!"
"Cross the river!" "Cross the river!" "Cross the river!"
The soldiers responded spontaneously with shouts that extended far and wide, stimulating the nerves of the Imperial surveillance troops.
But there was no response from the Imperial surveillance forces.
The surveillance familiar summoned by Naimen is a dazzling white crow. It has been hovering over the emperor's main flag of the empire, tracking the emperor's position to ensure that the temporary peace treaty can be fulfilled smoothly.
Anyone who has seen the afternoon magic has no doubt that he has the ability to track the emperor's location and launch a deadly attack. Most people thought he wouldn't succeed, but they didn't dare try.
Furthermore, no one knows how many such dangerous mages there are in the Free Army.
Only the Minister of Security and the people around him never gave up. Although the emperor's will collapsed and he accepted the peace treaty, they still tried to find the last glimmer of hope.
"This is the last ship. He will definitely get on board." Sid Naser put down the telescope in his hand, "What a responsible person. However, he must not have thought that we would analyze their magical secrets so quickly. ."
¡°It was also because he reminded me that I realized that my previous thinking was wrong.¡±
The overly young interim Minister of Magic, Isaac Newton, stood in front of a long table nearby, sorting out the piles of parchment on the table, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"I have been analyzing the flow of magic power before, but it is actually a wrong direction. What the Southern Army established between the swamp area and today is a typical radial flow. The magic power is concentrated on a central point. As long as we can successfully contact You can use magic like them when you get to the center. However, today they updated the structure of the entire magic network and changed the logic of interference, which made us very painful for a time. The magic flow is completely chaotic. It depends on whether it can work. It's also completely random, and it's impossible to simulate a logic that can work properly."
Newton picked up the top piece of parchment and handed it to Sid. A few lines of scattered text and a few hasty paintings appeared on it. Almost no one could understand what the paintings were, except for a crooked cylinder that could barely be made out.
"This is?" the Minister of Security took the parchment and asked.
"This is the magic he used, and the flow of magic seen by our observers. It's the magic of the big iron pillar flying randomly in the air. Its magic flow is also scattered, but have you noticed it? Your Mightiness¡ª¡ª"
"Why? Why are there so many magic flows directed at our magician? Is he sucking magic power from us?!"
"As expected of one of the best adamantine emblems in the association, Lord Sid, you can see the key points right away. According to our recovery, in fact, when this magic is used, all its usage methods and needs are The magic power was dispersed among our magicians. We speculate that these lines come from environmental magic power. There is no doubt that when he used the dazzling magic, our magicians could not help but do it - I think it can Named 'simplified version' - the spell casting process. So the actual mana consumption of this magic is probably not as huge as it seems, and it is not as high as we imagined."
"Then we have mastered this magic?!" Before Sid could speak, a representative on the side saidIonette Hartman from the Imperial Court has eagerly stepped in, "As long as we reconstruct the simplified version scattered in the hands of various mages on our side"
"I have already completed this." Newton pulled out another piece of parchment, "After we deduced this process, several mages who had participated in the enemy's magic process recalled that there was indeed a process similar to 'meditation' in their minds at that time. But they didn't realize that this was a side effect of the enemy's new magic structure before, but as soon as they were reminded, they immediately understood the specific working principle. We reassembled these recalled parts and got thirteen incomplete cards. The scroll, put together, is the complete working process of this magic. To be honest, it is too complete, and there are even many super-magic changes and variant versions that have not actually happened."
Sid silently read the contents on the parchment: "But using it is not that simple. If there is no magic weapon to assist, this magic has at least seven sections - these scattered magic structures alone are a set of amazing super magic techniques. "
"Our gains are more than that. Based on this 'dispersed' conclusion, the temporary magic headquarters also immediately concentrated its efforts to reorganize all the magic that failed in the afternoon. When three to four people use a magic at the same time, the magic's Everything will return to normal. From this, we confirmed that the enemy should have completely changed the way the magic flow works - from concentration to decentralization. As long as everyone around them agrees with the same knowledge, an environment for magic to work can be temporarily formed. ¡¡±
"Divine magic. Joint prayer." Ionette stepped in, "We are familiar with this technology. The enemy should have very high-level priests involved in the design of this huge miracle."
Newton continued: "We may need to count the mastery of all magic and sort it out throughout the empire in a planned way to ensure that everyone's magic is working properly. There may be a lot of protests and school disputes, but recovery Magical combat power is the first step. We can also confirm from this that the enemy has not yet recovered all its magical combat power."
The Minister of Security suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing coldly: "Is it just the emperor's wife? How can you confirm?"
Newton was speechless for a moment: "Perhaps the scope will be larger. However, this large-scale law reconstruction cannot last for too long. We have previously observed that the magic barrier in the 'quagmire area' has faded"
"Don't be too optimistic. If I guess correctly, the white light in the afternoon is the magical part of this magic. It is probably a super large magic circle composed of two plus two. Maybe it is powerful enough to change the whole world." Sid Nasser frowned, "We have to be prepared to sort out all the magicians in the entire empire. The two people here, as well as Clad Lopez and another mysterious priest in the north Huh. But. We still have a chance. Mr. Newton, you just said that the enemy has not recovered all its magic power, right?"
Newton nodded: "Yes."
"Then let's attack now and make sure to capture that guy Naimen Solayton alive! Now that we have magic, we're not afraid of not being able to catch him! The last ship hasn't set off yet!"
"Wouldn't this violate the sacred peace treaty?" Ionette Hartman was a little worried, "That's what your Majesty swore"
"We did not tear up the peace treaty, we just invited the heroic colonel to come to the empire as a peace representative of the Confederate Army. He will receive all the treatment of a diplomat."
When he said these words, Sid had already put on armor.
"The Temporary Magic Headquarters, the Security Department, the General Staff Headquarters, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and all senior spellcasters all set off and arrive at the dock before the last batch of Confederate ships sets sail!"
Their movements were extremely fast, and everyone was nervously restoring their own buff magic based on the new theory.
The young man wearing a major's epaulettes and two layers of military uniform was completely unaware of the empire's move. Still clinging to the "power" of representing the Imperial Emperor, he organized the last entre battalion to board the ship at the port.
When he finally realized that "something was wrong", he was surrounded by the empire's senior mages.
"This is no longer the first meeting, Major Naymen Solayton. You are indeed a great enemy, I admit it, but this time you are still¡ª¡ª"
Sid Naser was interrupted by the other party's actions midway through his words.
"Please don't fire, I will disarm immediately. But this is not surrender. I am just entrusted to live here as the peace representative of the Free Army until the last moment."
The Major of the Free Army knelt down without hesitation, put the "power" on the ground, and saluted the Minister of Security with a military salute.
Until now, everyone was surprised to find that this man¡¯s red military uniform was not camouflage.There is no medal of excellence on his chest. He was just wearing a blue military uniform and a red military uniform with one sleeve ripped off.
"I, my major epaulettes are temporarily borrowed. I am just a temporary second lieutenant" Because of nervousness, the young man stuttered a little. "The major ordered me to wait here and hand over the Emperor's token. To everyone, to show'our sincerity in maintaining peace.' He also said, if he loses his 'power', 'His Majesty the Emperor will also have some troubles when ruling the great nobles, right?'"
Ionette Hartman laughed: "What an interesting person. If he were not an enemy, I would be very interested in making friends with Major Nemen Thorleyton. He should be in the penultimate position. On board the evacuation ship, right?"
The fake major nodded and stammered: "The token has been delivered, then, can I go"
The Minister of Security gritted his teeth, looked at the soldier who had no magic power on his body, and nodded: "Get on the boat quickly. When we get to the other side, help me tell your dictator and the major about their sincerity. I appreciate that our reception has arrived."
Ionette burst out laughing again, and Newton frowned next to him and pulled the bishop's sleeve.
Above their heads, a white crow flew past in the dark night.
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The war ends at the same time
On the Metebish River
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¡°I don¡¯t need power, I just need kindness.¡±
Naimen Solayton called back his familiar with a snap of his fingers, letting the white crow rest on his shoulder.
His ship had already passed the middle line of the river and was mixed in with a large group of troop transport ships. He was not worried that he would be discovered.
People in the cabin were having a party, but Naimen didn't want to join them. He knew that as soon as he showed up, he would be reduced to a barrel, being completely filled with barrels of beer and wine. People will recite his great achievements in Rennie, but it is a pity that he did not finally make that decisive blow.
He just leaned against the side of the boat, breathing in the hot and humid late summer air in the night wind.
"Marshal Lopez once told me an Eastern proverb, 'All the crows in the world are equally black.' However, with Annie's magic, you can summon a white crow. Our proverb also says 'This will happen unless You have black swans,' but how do they know there aren't any black swans?"
Neimen was still wearing Anne's military uniform, and he couldn't bear to give it to his substitute no matter what.
The size of this military uniform was a little too small. He couldn't button it up, so he simply left it open at the front.
"Some people believe that human beings are powerless and that no matter what they do, it is of no use. Things go around as usual, justice will never win, and progress and revolution just create more disasters. So they should do nothing but repeat it bitterly. With these mantra-like proverbs.¡±
The goalkeeper reached into the inner pocket of his military uniform and pulled out a handful of crystal-like sand. Without hesitation, he sprinkled the crystal sand along the side of the ship into the Metebish River.
"But you think this is wrong. You think you and I can change the future of the world together."
He didn't feel sleepy at all. His oath was not finished yet.
"I will defend the magic network you established and build a new world that runs on it."
Naimen looked at the south bank of the Metebish River, but he didn't feel any uneasiness. It was completely unknown to him, but there was hope.
"Yes, I will destroy for you all societies and systems that swallow up human courage, blood, justice and hope."
Because he is her hero.
¡°Then, build a better future. A future beyond the curse of fate.¡±
It must be.
"A new future."
Wearing a dark red camouflage military uniform, he quietly swore an oath.
¡°There, everyone¡¯s right to learn knowledge and use it is inviolable.¡±
¡°There, this right is the basic guarantee for their survival, liberty and pursuit of happiness.¡±
¡°There, everyone has the right to receive rewards commensurate with his efforts.¡±
"I swear I will do it. Even if the whole world is black, I will bring light to it."
This sentence will one day strike fear into the hearts of everyone who hears it.
"History doesn't have only one possibility. Just do it again."
The possibility of history is not objective and cannot be measured, but like Annie and Bonnie's discovery, it does.Now. It will strike back at anyone who tries to change history.
¡°There is no progress without paying the price. That¡¯s how the world should be.¡±
The possibility of history is like a spring.
When a huge changing factor occurs, it will generate a huge reaction force to resist.
"Because our faith is power!"
¡°If the reality does not match the ideal, we will change the reality!¡±
Naimen repeated Anne¡¯s two sentences, sat down against the mast, and looked at Shangyi Meiya on the other side of the river.
"Wait for me, Annie."
He didn¡¯t look back. He looked at the city on the north bank of the river where the imperial iron gray cross flag had been planted.
Not a single glance.
Now, the spring of history has felt the huge change of "the Empire captures Lenny".
It decided to start rebounding.
"The black-robed necromancer" Nemen Hugh Coleman has completely ceased to exist.
The Holy Koman Empire will no longer have an undead prime minister in black robes.
Instead, there is a man who wears an old dark red one-sleeved military uniform all year round regardless of whether it is cold or hot.
His flag will be drawn on a sky blue background.
There are dots of crimson water chestnuts dotted on it, like splashing blood drops.
And the dark red camouflage military uniform will become the standard military uniform for some magic users who accompany the army.
Of course, only one of them has one sleeve.
So, towards the end of the summer, Major Nemen Soleton crossed the Metebish River.
On the day the war ended,
On this midsummer night when the Holy Koman Empire finally got Lenny,
The man who was supposed to create glory for the empire¡ª¡ª
??Swore to destroy it.
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