Yuri leaned closer to the wall on one side of the carriage. There were no windows in the freight carriage, but a ventilation grille was opened in a hidden area. His sight penetrated the gap between the iron plates and saw unknown people on the platform. When the thin fog filled the air, people in uniforms were walking around in the background of lights and fog, and an administrator carrying a large number of keys was locking a fence door at the end of the platform.
Wendy's voice came from behind: "There have been several 'informants' before, but they were all cleared after triggering the key consciousness lock. This time, the mind off the network is triggered. The consciousness lock 'disappeared' out of thin air before...it seems to have been directly blocked by some powerful force from all mental connections..."
Yuri withdrew his gaze and looked at a figure in the darkness with a deep voice. : "It seems that the continuous occurrence of abnormal situations has aroused the vigilance of Rosetta Augustus. If the Royal Mage Association takes action, it will not be too difficult to block the mental connection..."
"What is expected is that the response speed of the Royal Mage Association and Rosetta Augustus is a little faster than we thought," Wendy said softly, "The key now is how much damage the 'whistleblower' will cause ..."
"Most of the middle-level and above members have completed counting and marking. Two groups of people were sent away before, and the situation is still under control." Yuri returned to the crate, while While thinking, he said, "There will be no whistleblowers in the core level. Most of the people who are shaken are those at the middle level and below... The information they have is limited. It is difficult for Rosetta Augustus to confirm our detailed plan in the first place, so this train It should still be safe...but those who follow must plan a new route as soon as possible."
"Will the next train be cancelled?"
"Cancel it, no more. A large-scale transfer has been carried out," Yuri nodded, "Let the compatriots who stayed here move in batches and cross the border in pieces..."
As he said this, he couldn't help but frown. , sighed: "Unfortunately, the psychic network can only run in basic mode now. It cannot monitor every node as sensitively and accurately as before. It can only react when the informer touches the consciousness lock... It must be There will be a large number of wavers who will slip through the net."
"These are all expected losses. We just need to keep the core personnel and information as much as possible," Wendy said slowly, then frowned, "But. Daniel's side..."
"He should be safe - Daniel was only a mid-level priest two years ago, and he usually dealt with very few people. After being promoted to bishop, he began to operate in Aldernan. Due to the special area of his activities, his identity has always been kept highly confidential within the sect, and those who know about it are all reliable people. However, he must be reminded that he is in Aldernan after all..."
A sudden ringing of a bell pierced the quiet night and interrupted Yuri's unfinished words.
The carriage fell silent for a moment, and an unspeakable feeling of tension and anticipation filled the crowd.He approached the secret ventilation hole in the wall and looked at the situation outside through the gap between the iron plates.
The lights on the platform penetrated the mist, and the glow of the magic projection loomed in the mist. Someone blew a whistle deep in the mist, and the sharp sound was passed from one end of the platform to the other, faintly. A trembling sound began to come from the bottom of the car, and the buzzing sound of the power spine charging became more and more obvious.
The light on the top of the relay pile changed from red to green, and the platform slowly retreated. The heavy and huge industrial machine roared and began to slide faster and faster on the rails, towards the The thin mist in the distance kept accelerating, plunging into the vast night...
...
Mary turned on the magic crystal lamp embedded in the wall. Let this soft light illuminate the living room. The darkness and thin starlight that previously filled the living room are instantly dispersed by artificial lights. The warm and bright atmosphere creates a comfortable sense of security.
Then a voice suddenly came from the corner, which almost startled the young female mage who was about to hang her coat on the coat rack: "Why are you back so late?"
< p>"Teacher...you haven't slept yet?" Mary turned her head and was surprised to see Daniel sitting on the sofa in the corner of the living room. There was a small brown leather suitcase on the round table in front of the sofa. The old mage's eyes were filled with laughter. He asked, causing the young female mage to react hurriedly, "Ah, I was checking information in the Royal Library...I accidentally missed the time...""It's a good thing to like learning, but I almost got locked in It's a different story in the library." Daniel shook his head and asked Mary casually, "Have you encountered any suspicious people or things?"
"No. Ah," Mary wondered as she sat down on the small sofa opposite Daniel, "Why do you ask that?"
"...It's nothing, but I have to be more careful recently and don't say too much to outsiders. Regarding what happened when we were living in seclusion in the west," Daniel said in a low voice, his fingers tapping the small box on the round table as if unconsciously. After seemingly thinking for a moment, he pushed the small box forward, "Mary, I'll leave this box to you for safekeeping."
"Ah...Okay, okay," Mary subconsciously obeyed the instructor's order and then asked after taking the box. One sentence, "Mentor, what is in this?"
"...Some of my notes and information have been compiled over the past many years," Daniel said casually, "Other apprentices cannot take these seriously. People who know things, it’s good if they can understand their own knowledge, you are more or less smarter than others..."
Mary listened to Daniel’s plain voice, but her eyes widened in astonishment. As she grew older, she finally couldn't help but speak: "Tutor, what are you..."
"Don't be so nervous, just be prepared." Daniel glanced at Mary and his tone became stern, "Look at you. He looks so frightened at every turn, how can there be anyA little more calm like a magician? How can I safely leave things to you? "
Mary immediately shrank her neck and did not dare to continue speaking. Daniel, who was sitting opposite, snorted slightly dissatisfiedly, and then said: "You know about the psychic network... too. Knowing what happened recently, our master defeated a god, but there are people with wavering wills who fear him...
"Mary, if something happens, just inherit what I left, I have no one to entrust, so you are more or less the smarter one among my large group of useless apprentices...
"Windsor may respect me, but she is more loyal to her emperor. She was taught by me. Yes, but he is no longer my apprentice.
"As for now, just put these things away. Remember, this is just a preparation, it is almost impossible for us to use it."
Mary looked at it steadily. With the small box in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the mentor in front of him. The old mage just sat there quietly, with only peace in his sunken eye sockets.
When did this terrifying and powerful old man completely lose his madness and paranoia?
Mary suddenly found that she had missed the final stage of this change. She was immersed in Aldernan's library and magic laboratory, immersed in a new environment where she could learn as much as she wanted. She greedily absorbs knowledge like a sponge and enjoys the most ordinary daily life of a normal mage. But now she suddenly wakes up and is surprised to find that her terrifying mentor... has become like an ordinary old man at some point. .
She reacted suddenly, habitually shrinking her neck and lowering her head: "Teacher, I...I understand..."
"It's good if you understand," Daniel said calmly He said, then put his hand on the table and slowly stood up from the sofa, "Go to bed early today, we still have experiments to do tomorrow."
He left the round table, his rickety body moved towards With his front bent, he walked slowly towards the stairs not far away. Artificial nerve cords hung quietly behind him. These products of biochemical modification once terrified Mary, but now they seemed to be lifeless lines. The burden weighed heavily on the old mage's back.
"Teacher," Mary suddenly couldn't help shouting, but she didn't know what to say after she opened her mouth. She seemed to have a mind full of things to say, but when she opened her mouth, all she could think of was After a few seconds of awkward and nervous silence, she finally managed to formulate a sentence, "Instructor, do you...regret it?"
After saying this, she couldn't help but bite. Biting her lip, her heart was beating unsatisfactoryly. She realized that she was too reckless. The question was not only bold, but also simply offensive. This was not what an apprentice should say to his mentor, especially now. circumstances.
However, the old mage was not as furious as before, and he did not even look back. He just paused for a moment, and then continued to walk slowly towards the stairs.
Until he stepped onto the first step, he said in a low and slow voice, as if talking to himself: "Chao Wen Dao..."
Mary stood there in a daze.
The instructor said a strange phrase, which was made up of several words, but she could understand it, and she knew that this phrase was said by the great "master", The near-divine "master" used this phrase to describe the seeker when discussing learning with his mentor, who always liked it.
But what is the purpose of the instructor’s answer now?
Mary wanted to ask something more, but she looked up and saw that the instructor had disappeared on the steps leading to the second floor.
......
"Your Majesty, this is all I know." Lord Bomel sat on a chair, nervously grasping the hem of his clothes with both hands, and spoke for a long time. It made his mouth a little dry, but at this moment he did not dare to ask Miss Diana for a glass of ice wine to soothe his throat. He knew how much of what he just said could make his head fall, so he After telling the whole story, he sat there like a prisoner awaiting trial, waiting for Rosetta Augustus to make a judgment on him.
But an empire ruler obviously has no interest in pursuing the sins of a little lord at this moment.
"For so many years... they have been hiding in Orlandale, hiding under the ruins of the great collapse..." Rosetta Augustus's expression had returned to calm, and he sat quietly. On the high-backed chair, his right hand rested loosely on the armrest, and his left hand rested on the arm of his right hand. "The Eternal Sleeper... Augustus no longer owes them anything."
Beaumeier The Lord's mind was a little confused, but he immediately keenly captured some words in His Majesty the Emperor's words. After a brief moment of surprise, he realized that he might have heard something that should not be spread, so he quickly lowered his eyelids and pretended that he didn't know anything. Didn't hear it.
"Your Majesty, we must immediately start eradicating this cult organization," Windsor Mapel's voice came from the side, and the sound of nature saved Lord Bomile's pounding heart, "They actually To develop to this scale secretly... this is no longer a small problem."
"That's true," Rosetta nodded. "They should have started a full evacuation and clearing out the areas left behind. There are traces of it, but it is impossible for such a huge organization to disappear completely and silently in a short period of time."
As he spoke, the Typhon ruler smiled softly. A smile: "But what worries me more is Gawain Cecil... A group of cultists call him an 'outlander' with awe, thinking that he is a human being who invaded the world from outside the world. God', this is something I never thought about."
"Your Majesty, the cultists are acting crazy, but we still have to pay attention to this information," Windsor Mapel said immediately, "At least. We are certain that Gawain Cecil somehow infiltrated the controlThis is undoubtedly a very terrible hidden danger. He has set up countless informants in the empire... This matter must be dealt with immediately, quickly and secretly. "
Rosetta nodded slightly, with a serious look on her face. At the same time, Windsor Mapel continued: "In addition, the term 'outlander' must also be taken seriously. . The sudden resurrection of an ancient hero who had been dead for seven hundred years was very weird from the beginning. I think...it cannot be ruled out that there is something other than human beings occupying Gawain Cecil's body. Causing this incredible miracle of resurrection..."
When Rosetta listened to Windsor Mapel's words, she suddenly shook her head and laughed softly.
"Your Majesty ? ”
“I don’t care who is in that body. Maybe he was indeed ‘Gawain Cecil’ when he just got up from the coffin, but since he started to implement his new set of When order begins, it doesn't matter who he was," Rosetta Augustus said in a deep voice, "Whether it was a heroic spirit, an evil spirit, or even the incarnation of a god, it doesn't matter to us. In other words, his only meaningful identity is that of 'Emperor Cecil' - our neighbor.
"But...the name 'Outlander' is really interesting..."