Chapter 954 Everyone is well

Andesa shook her head, shaking off the bold thoughts that suddenly popped up in her mind.

She herself is not a believer (this is very rare in this world), but even if she is a non-believer, she has never really thought that one day the empire's army, officials and the aristocratic system above it will be completely What would it look like if the power of the priests and the Holy See were eliminated? This was too bold an idea, and as a border general, I was not at the level to think about such a problem.

"We have stayed outside long enough," she breathed out and said to the attendant beside her, "it's time to return to the fortress."

While saying, As she raised her head, she saw the north wind blowing up the imperial flag on the tower in the distance. Three gryphon knights and two low-altitude patrolling battle mages were passing through the sky, and further away, there were There is a faint light blue magic eye floating in the clouds. It is the mage sentry of Winter Wolf Castle monitoring the movements in the direction of the plain.

After most of the God of War priests were transferred from their posts, the defense force of Winter Wolf Castle has not been weakened at all. On the contrary, it has become tighter than before due to proactive mobilization and new patrol shifts. However, this temporary strengthening comes at the cost of additional consumption. Even if the empire is strong, it cannot be wasted like this for a long time.

I hope Aldernan can come up with a solution as soon as possible.

With this thought in mind, Andesa left the market with two followers and returned to the Winter Wolf Castle next to the town.

She stepped into the castle, walked through the corridors and stairs, and arrived at the second floor of the castle. As soon as she stepped out of the stairs, she saw one of her own soldiers standing at the door of the study, waiting for her. .

"General," seeing Andesa appear, the soldiers immediately stepped forward and saluted, "I have your letter - from Aldernan, with the seal of the Purple Oriental Flower."

"Is this a letter from Matilda?" A smile appeared on Andesa's face, and then she quickly regained her composure. She took the lacquered envelope handed by the soldier and nodded slightly, "Thank you for your hard work, go down. "Yes, General."

The soldiers left, and Andesa turned and walked into the study. She casually opened the seal of the letter and glanced at it. The purple luanhua in the corner of the paper shook open the snow-white letter paper inside, and the familiar handwriting came into view.

It begins with everyday greetings.

Andesa relaxed slightly and took off the brown cloak she wore outside her coat with one hand. She held the letter in the other hand and walked slowly in the study while reading.

The letter mentioned the recent changes in Aldernan, and mentioned that the Royal Mage Association and "Typhon Communications Company" will jointly transform the empire's communication towers - the parliament has completed the discussion, and the royal family has also The order had been issued, and it was carried out inexorably, just as Matilda had predicted in her last correspondence.

Andesa stood in front of the window. The sky was not bright near dusk, but the right sunlight shone on the letter paper.It was neither dazzling nor dim, with an extraordinarily comfortable texture. Her eyes moved over the graceful handwriting, and a smile appeared on the face that used to be stern in front of her subordinates. Come.

"...I went to watch the 'Drama of Shadows', which is quite popular among young aristocrats recently. Surprisingly, it was very interesting - although it was indeed a bit rough and impetuous. , which is very different from traditional dramas, but I have to admit privately that it is more attractive than other dramas I have seen...

"But I also have to be a little worried, Sisi After all, the magic drama produced by the Er was based on Cecil. Now many young nobles are already learning to drink Cecil's Carna wine and assorted tea - but just a few years ago, 'Ansu' Most of the customs and habits of the people are still the target of their contempt..."

Andesa gently turned the letter over a page, and the paper made a subtle and pleasant rustling sound as it was turned.

This is indeed just a personal letter describing daily life. Matilda seemed to write wherever she thought. After talking about some changes in the imperial capital, she also mentioned some of her recent research on magic technology and mathematical knowledge. Experience - Andesa had to admit that it was quite difficult for her to even understand those things, but fortunately this part was not very long - what follows is the introduction of Cecil Merchant to other novelties in the country. < /p>

Finally, when the sunset gradually turned a little red, her eyes fell on the end of the letter, and she saw Matilda's beautiful handwriting extending there, outlining lines of words: < /p>

"...Andesa, after you left the Imperial Capital, greater changes have taken place here. Many things are difficult to express in a letter. I just hope you have the opportunity to come and see with your own eyes...

“Times have changed, and many things have changed beyond our expectations, even beyond the expectations of my father, and beyond the expectations of parliamentarians and think tanks.

” Empire The market in the southern part of the continent is developing rapidly. The Kingdom of Gaoling and the elves are doing business with the Typhons. Earl Dyson has opened up the first offshore route and successfully established an outpost on Thassos Island. We are on the open sea To recapture those old colonial islands, more and more young people are heading to the South and East Coast in search of opportunities.

“A few years ago, almost all of us thought that what the empire needed was a foreign war. I thought so too at that time, but it is different now – what it needs is peace, at least in At this stage, this is the greater benefit to the Typhon people.

"I hope you think so too..."

Andesa breathed out softly. Folding the letter again, after standing quietly for a few seconds, she smiled helplessly and shook her head.

Once, she received an order to monitor Cecil's movements and wait for an opportunity. A decisive attack, although she was not successful enough in this mission, she never disobeyed the order given to her, and now, the order she received was to defend the border., maintain order here, maintain peace with Cecil on the premise of guarding the border - this order is not in line with her personal emotional tendencies, but she will still resolutely implement it.

It is natural that the interests of the empire should be higher than personal feelings.

"You worry too much...I don't have muscles in my head."

After muttering casually, she waved the pieces of letter paper in the air. , the flame ignited out of thin air, swallowing up a few thin pieces of paper in his breath, leaving only a few ashes scattered out of thin air.

The envelope was kept - she restored the slightly wrinkled envelope and put it in a small cabinet next to the desk.

The army has strict rules. Private letters received by senior officers cannot be kept. It is a mandatory rule to burn them after reading them. Regardless of the content of the letter, even if it is just a few blank pieces of paper - — And Andersa never breaks her own rules.

Keeping the envelope is the biggest "favoritism" she can do.

Then she came to the desk, spread out a piece of letter paper, and prepared to write a reply.

But before she started writing, she suddenly stopped again. Looking at the familiar desk in front of her, Andesa suddenly had some thoughts in her mind for no reason - if her father was still alive, he would What will be done? What would he say?

My father is different from me. I only know how to solve problems in a military way. However, my father has broader knowledge and more flexible skills. If he were his father, he would be able to deal with today's complex problems easily. situation, whether it is facing the anomalies of the Church of God of War, facing the intrigues between factional nobles, or... facing the confusing new relationship between the empire and the Cecil people.

After a few seconds of silence, the young General Wolf shook his head and began to conceive the words with great difficulty. It took her a long time to finally finish writing this letter to Princess Matilda. Reply——

“The letter has been received. Everything is fine at the border. I will remember your reminder. I am very interested in what you mentioned, but I will not go back for the holidays this year——Next time Definitely.

"Andesa Wendell. ”

Night had fallen, and lights were lit inside and outside the fortress. Andesa breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead. She felt even more tired than after a day of fighting on the battlefield.

My father has one thing better than me - his clerical skills...

...

"Oh, Mr. Bud - just right, this is today's "Handover order," a young technician stood up from the desk where the Enchanted Network terminal was placed, handed a document with a form and signatures to the middle-aged man who had just walked into the room, and at the same time looked up and down with some surprise. The other party glanced at him and said, "Are you here so early today? "

Bud Wendel, who was wearing the uniform of a technician, showed a smile, took the handover document and nodded: "If you stay in the dormitory with nothing to do, why not come over and take a look at the data. ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at this "monitoring machine room" - several high-power Magic Network terminals were neatly arranged in the huge room, and two immersion chambers, which are still very expensive, were placed in the corners. , several technicians were monitoring data next to the equipment, and a low buzzing sound echoed slightly in the room.

"You have to develop some personal hobbies - such as playing cards and playing football with everyone occasionally," the young technician muttered, "Isn't it boring to stay in the dormitory and write all day long? ”

“I like to write and do calculations—that’s more interesting to me than playing cards,” Bud said casually, and asked, “What did you gain today?”

At this point, he couldn't help but glance at Bud again, with a hint of curiosity on his face: "Speaking of which... I really didn't expect you to be familiar with each other in the 'listening group'. You came so quickly, I thought you were only here to help for a few days and would be returning to the Druid Research Institute soon."

Bard looked away from the handover form, he was slow. Sitting slowly next to his device, he smiled and shook his head: "I am somewhat confident in my learning ability, and the monitoring work here is not difficult for me. As for the Druid Research Institute... I have submitted the application, and my files will be completely transferred from there next month. "Why?" The young technician's eyes widened in surprise, "Where are you?" Scholars at Three Oak Leaves should be treated much better than here!"

"...I don't want to deal with those things anymore, because of some...personal reasons," Bard said with some hesitation! , "Of course, I know that Druid technology is very useful, so I joined the research institute when there was the greatest shortage of manpower here. But now the technical staff transferred from the imperial capital are in place, and Ms. Bertila is leading the new team." There is no shortage of an ordinary druid like me in the research team."

There was a hint of self-deprecation in his tone.

"Okay, now that you've decided." The young technician glanced at Bud and said helplessly.

He actually didn’t know the origin and experience of this slightly withdrawn colleague with a mysterious past. As a "monitor" who had just been transferred from other places not long ago, he was here. When I arrived here, the man in front of me was already a "senior staff member" of Solin's regional technical department. He only occasionally heard a few words from others, and knew that this man named Bard seemed to have a very complicated past, and was even once a Typhon...but these were just insignificant gossip.

The young technician is not a person who is keen on digging up other people's past experiences, and now he is off work.

The colleague left,Everyone else in the room was busy with their own things. Bard finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat at his workstation, focusing on the holographic light and shadow projected by the magic network terminal.

The calm background noise forms a uniform shimmering "curtain" on the holographic projection, with nothing on it.

Bud picked up the small receiver from the table next to him and put it to his ear.

The resonance crystal inlaid in the earpiece receives the monitoring signal forwarded from the Thorin hub. It is a soothing sound with few ups and downs. It echoes quietly, sinking into Bard's heart little by little. Wendell's heart.

The breeze is reminiscent of the green forest valley, and the chirping of insects in Long Branch Manor on a midsummer night.

Today's monitoring may not yield any results, but this silence is already the biggest gain for Bard.

......

"Visit Tallond... Don't worry, Speaker Andal has handed over this matter to me!" Melita said to Gawain with a smile, He looked quite happy (probably because he could earn overtime pay for the extra work), "I will take you to visit various iconic areas of Tallond, from the most popular arena recently to the ancient Poetry Square. If If you are willing, we can also go to the Lower City... The Speaker has given me very high authority. I think you can go wherever you want except for the upper temple and several major management departments where you can't just wander around. "

As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly added: "Oh, by the way, Noretta will also come. After all, she is the dragon who has the most contact with you besides me. Do you remember her? "Noretta the White Dragon."

"Of course you do," Gawain nodded and said as he followed Melita out of the palace where the Tribunal was headquartered. The brightness was everywhere in the square outside the palace. The light illuminated the broad road ahead, and a continuous line of light extended downward from the top of the mountain to the direction of the city on the plain. The flashing and numerous lights in the city even gave Gawain the illusion of traveling through time again, which made him He blinked subconsciously and turned his gaze back to Melita, "But where are we going now?"

"Before I officially take you to visit, of course I need to settle down the distinguished guests first. "Residence," Melita said with a smile, looking at Gawain, Veronica and Amber who was slightly dozing, "I'm sorry, Tallond is not like the 'Autumn Palace', which is specially used to entertain foreign countries. The envoy's palace, but if you don't mind, you can stay at my house for the next few days - although it is a private residence, my house is quite big."

"Of course I don't mind. ," Gawain said immediately, "Then we will have a lot of interruptions in the next few days."