Chapter 555: Chaos

Listening to the message brought by the elf messenger named Sonia Frostleaf, Duchess Victoria's face became increasingly gloomy.

That's certainly not good news.

Especially at this juncture.

"We know that Ansu is in a...chaos, and you have many problems that need to be solved urgently," the messenger named Sonia said bluntly. The short-haired elf looked young and delicate, But she is most likely an "elder" who has witnessed the rise and fall of human nations for centuries. She commented indifferently on the civil war in Anzu, but everyone present could not refute, "The Silver Empire has no right to intervene. Any internal problems of human nations, but what we are facing now is a crisis that goes beyond the concept of a country - in the face of this crisis, the survival of civilization as a whole should come first."

"This is a problem you have to find a solution for," Sonia Shuangye said helplessly. "On issues other than domestic affairs, the Silver Empire will do its best to help its friends. We will provide support, technical information, and technicians, but Ansu’s internal problems... can only be relied on by the Ansu people themselves.”

Badwin Franklin and Victoria Wilder. They looked at each other deeply.

From each other's eyes, they all saw the same deep helplessness and exhaustion.

Don’t they know about this crisis? Don’t the nobles of Anzu know about this crisis? I know, of course I know, and I have known it for a long time - maybe even before the elves.

How many times did Archduke Cecil, Gawain, give warnings? Every noble who goes in and out of Silver Castle all day knows this very well. The resurrected founding hero has been warning people to face up to the threat of the Wasteland of Gondor since the day he was unveiled. However, every one of his warnings has been ignored, misinterpreted, and even used as conspiracy theories. The nobles of the royal capital said that it was an "out-of-control anxiety disorder" and an "excuse for militarism". They even said that the ancient hero was immersed in the battlefield seven hundred years ago and was stimulated by the monsters in the dark mountains. He had hallucinations - but even so, until last month, Duke Gawain Cecil's warning message was still sent to Silver Castle.

The nobles of the royal capital pretended to discuss the warning letter for half a month, and they have not yet finished the discussion.

The Duchess of the North couldn't help but glance at the Prince of Wales who was sitting on the throne. The Crown Prince sat there expressionlessly, but deep in his calm eyes, there was a vague feeling. There's a hint of ridicule about it.

"We will do our best to communicate with the East - for Anzu...for mankind, the royal family will do its best," Victoria said calmly, "but this matter is very complicated...we It takes a little time."

"As soon as possible, Duchess Wilder," Sonia Shuangye nodded slightly, "We will also provide the greatest assistance - if necessary, we can come forward to contact the Eastern Territory, where Ansu is In this chaos, at least the elves' position is neutral."

...

Cecil City, in the Lord's Mansion.

Before Gawain could continue to investigate the secret connection between the dragon and the mithril treasure house, Amber sent another interesting piece of information.

"According to the reports from the operators sent to the Holy Spirit Plains, the giant eagle of the elves was found in the northern region - heading towards the city of St. Sunil."

Gawain put down what he was doing. The plan - this is a detailed report on the construction of the South Gate Fortress in the south of the Disobedient Fortress - he raised his head and looked at Amber: "When did it happen?"

"Witnessed three days ago - —The operator sent the letter to the Rock Fortress as quickly as possible, and then sent the news back through the magic network communication," Amber said in a rare and serious manner. Only when reporting this kind of information could she be a little more serious. "According to the speed of the giant eagle... the elf messenger should already be sitting in the Silver Castle by this time."

"Have you really sent someone here..." Gawain said softly, "It seems that the magnificent wall The situation is really not good..."

After Amber reported the intelligence, the serious and capable Director of Military Intelligence instantly transformed into a goose. She wandered to Gawain's desk, grabbing dried fruits from it and putting it in her mouth. Riser murmured: "Can you guess what those elves are here for?"

"You can probably guess it," Gawain had already adapted to Amber's unruly style, and he just scanned After taking one look at the half-elf, he shook his head slightly and said, "And I also know that I will be very busy soon - and I have to be busy."

Hubo was stunned for a moment, with a curious look on his face. : "Ah? You? Aren't you busy enough now?"

"The elves sent envoys to the human kingdom at this time to talk about nothing more than the issue of the Great Wall," Gawain looked at Amber. , casually explained, "The overload that lasted for three days must have caused serious damage to those sentinel towers. With the current situation, it should be impossible to rebuild a barrier with the Silver Empire taking the lead and all countries working together like seven hundred years ago. Yes, so the elves should want the human kingdom to help repair or strengthen the barrier. If my judgment about the current situation of the Great Wall is correct, they should have sent envoys to every human kingdom at the same time, and then the problem will arise... Ansu is in the midst of a civil war."

Amber thought for a while and suddenly woke up: "Legitimate issue?"

"The barrier must be repaired, even Ansu's. No matter how slow and stupid the nobles are, they will not continue to be slow on this issue, but the key is who can build the barrier on behalf of Ansu." Gawain smiled and shook his head, "In the eyes of ordinary people, building the barrier is Building the barrier is a project for the safety of the kingdom and for the continuation of mankind. There should not be too much meaning in it, but in the eyes of the people in charge of this kingdom... thisis a vital symbol.

“At the critical juncture of Anzu’s civil war, whoever can reach an agreement with the elves and go to the wasteland border to repair the Sentinel Tower can represent Anzu.”

Amber is not a person who understands the "noble rules" very well, but after being around Gawain for so long, she can understand some of the twists and turns. At this time, she has already realized: "If you want to send someone to repair the magnificent Wall, the civil war in Ansu must be suspended, but as long as the royal family and the Eastern Territory continue to dispute over 'legitimacy', the civil war cannot be stopped. Therefore, if Ansu finally wants to send someone to repair the barrier, he can only find a complete People who do not participate in the struggle for royal power and are qualified to represent the kingdom...then they can only come to you?"

"Repairing the magnificent wall is a big project, and the civil war continues. Who is the royal family or the Eastern Territory? No one dares to allocate strength to repair the barrier, but if the barrier is not repaired, no one can survive. They have no choice." Gawain breathed out, "I have no choice either - be prepared, this is not just My responsibility, maybe... is also an opportunity."

Amber blinked, looking at Gawain's always confident expression, and almost forgot to continue chewing the dried fruit in his hand.

“No matter what happens in this world, is it an opportunity for you?”

“No, but the situation forces me to change everything. If there is an opportunity," Gawain shook his head, "Go and notify Philip and Byron and ask them to come - military preparations should be made."

"Ask them to come?" Amber's eyes widened slightly. , "Is it possible... that you plan to take advantage of the emptiness of the royal family and the Eastern Territory to break out of the Rock Fortress?"

"No, by doing this I can only destroy my own foundation and gain a new one in the next twenty years." I would not do such a thing in a kingdom that is in constant turmoil." Gawain shook his head, "But we must be prepared for the worst - I don't believe that this civil war will really stop, let alone that the Southern Territory will always be able to Stay out of it. The royal family and the people in the East are all smart people, and I am definitely not the only one trying to find opportunities from this barrier crisis."

Amber looked at Gawain up and down, and then gradually disappeared. In the air: "Tsk, tsk, I really can't play with scheming people like you. You can continue to plan here, I will call those two people over."

Gawain watched Amber's figure gradually disappear. , then withdrew his gaze and landed on a drawing on the desk.

That is a vehicle, or... a weapon.

A land king assembled with engines, tracks, armor, and turrets.

Although the grand wall project is imminent, Gawain knows better the execution efficiency of the kingdom in this era. The so-called "imminent" is completely different from the production and construction plan of the southern territory. According to the kings With the work efficiency of the nobles, they will be wrangling on this matter until at least this summer. In such a long time, there is still a lot he can do.

"Is it a drawing that has passed the test in the Origin Laboratory... I hope it goes as smoothly as I expected." Gawain said softly, while reaching out and touching the food box in the corner of the desk .

He came up empty.

"...Why are you taking away the box now?!"

...

The situation in Anzu is a whirlpool, and human beings are Society is a mess. Although these terrifying erect apes living on land have short life spans and are fragile, they have a talent for disrupting their own society that makes even the sirens marvel. Miss Till is deeply touched by this.

On the No. 1 slipway of the North Shore Shipyard, the Siren Tire carefully rolled himself into a ball and listened to the craftsmen discussing current affairs in the newspaper. Thinking wildly.

Human beings, although they have no tail, can still be "tangled" into a big mess in a sense.

But these have little to do with the Kraken. At least before humans had the ability to sail across the ocean, these terrifying erect apes living on land had nothing to do with the Kraken.

What Tire cares about most now is that the project in front of him, which has been ongoing since last summer, has finally come to fruition.

In front of Miss Siren, in the dry dock next to the slipway, a brand new and beautiful ship with a shape completely different from the traditional ships in this world is lying quietly in the huge dock, waiting to enter the water. moment.

It is a behemoth made of steel, with an elegant and continuous arc shell and a flat and wide two-layer deck. A total of three pairs of "magic wings" that look like wings are neatly arranged. The bundles are folded on both sides of the hull and the rear of the upper deck, while at the front, middle and rear positions of the lower deck, six groups of huge turrets are quietly crouching on the gun bases, with water sprinkled from the gaps in the ceiling. The sun shines on those cold metals, glowing with a dazzling light.

Two "Calibrator"-class rainbow light generators, four "Truth" large rail guns specially modified for use on ship platforms, and a large number of defensive small rail guns placed throughout the hull , jointly armed this behemoth into a terrifying beast in the water.

This is a newly designed product that combines human shipbuilding style with Siren technology. It is a truly advanced warship - although in the eyes of Siren Tyr, it is in many ways It can still be described as backward, but in the eyes of countless craftsmen in the shipyard, it is already a miracle.