Steel steam and flame

The flow of people corresponds to the prosperity of the city. Only one-third of the large rows of seats are occupied, which looks a bit sparse. Cassia went to a quiet corner as usual. After looking around and seeing no one who needed special attention, she opened her suitcase, took a book and opened it to read.

The sun became so intense at noon that it felt like a burning sensation on my body. At 1:45 pm, the loudspeaker in the waiting room sounded the ticket check information prompt. Cassia just finished reading the book in her hand, stuffed it into her suitcase, stood up, and slowly walked to the back of the queue.

All kinds of people, large and small bags of luggage, and expressions with different meanings are mixed together. After successfully checking the ticket, Cassia followed the crowd through the long passage, and finally sat on an intercontinental train with even fewer people. In the seventeenth carriage, Cassia was the only one when she got up. The suitcase that the driver said was next to the seat and everything was there. During the short journey to this carriage, Cassia kept observing the passengers in other carriages with his peripheral vision. The proportion of surgeons on intercontinental trains has always been high, reaching about 10%. This is a very high figure. In the world of ordinary people, according to standard calculations, there are only about 2,000 surgeons in a city. When diluted into a huge number of people, the proportions are all decimals.

The members of the organization seem to be in place, and the number is beyond Cassia's expectation. Probably during the time they arrived in this city, surgeons from other countries and regions gathered here first.

"Two teams, led by Adolf and Trivikan respectively, went to the empire separately? Or is it a plan to encircle and suppress the enemy?" Both possibilities were not important to Cassia. Nighthawk helped Cassia and allowed him to enter into a cooperative relationship with the owl. Encountering the enemy again, Owl and Nighthawk promised to get rid of the organization's captain. At that time, Cassia, who probably only had Nighthawk and Isa by her side, had relative freedom and space to display her strength.

After a few minutes, the rest of the people found their positions one after another. The staff on the platform had already begun urging, and Nighthawk and Isa hurried over carrying large and small bags respectively, and sat down in the seats in front and behind Cassia respectively.

Regardless of whether the living environment is the same or the age is the same, as a woman, shopping and buying a bunch of clothes that you may never wear is probably the same hobby that travels through time and space.

"I wonder if the two will meet in the same store." This rare and relaxing question suddenly appeared in Cassia's heart.

The platform became fluid amidst the sound of several whistles. Only then did Li Weikang walk into the carriage and find a row of empty seats to sit down at random. The unchanged appearance and the aura that surrounds you. For a few minutes, the building was left behind by the car window. Cassia opened the suitcase, opened another book, and flipped through it.

"Do you remember the hotel you didn't check into last night?" Nighthawk came to sit next to Cassia in the evening. "The organization members there said that the hotel caught fire in the early morning. The same thing happened in another city."

"The enemy can always find our position." Cassia's words were very plain, very, very light. It was both a sigh and a simple statement of facts. "It has been a few days since the last attack, so the next attack is just around the corner."

"That's what my intuition told me." After finishing speaking, Nighthawk added, returned to his seat, looked at the suitcase full of books, and took one to go. Soon, like a contagion, the few people in this carriage had a book in their hands, and each of them read it quietly.

At 11 p.m., the lights in the carriage automatically turn off. Cassia put down the half-read book, leaned on the seat, turned her head and looked out the window. Taking this as the starting point, we still have more than ten days to travel to the empire, and if we stop and go along the way, it will take even longer.

"The closer the distance is, there should be people from the empire among the enemies we encounter." Cassia thought.

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It is rare to have such an opportunity to gather together. In a spacious conference room inside the Qilaandi family, except for some people who have important temporary tasks or are in areas too far away from Manoma, the members of the Spider Knights are in Today we all sat at a huge round table.

Everyone was speechless after reading the information in front of them, waiting for the arrangements from Macquarie in front of the round table.

"Everyone must be aware of the situation. The leader has gone to the depths of the endless sea and has no way to contact us. As a member of the Spider Knights, we also have the responsibility to allow the leader to do what she thinks is important at the moment. We must ensure that in the group During the long absence, let some things remain the same or stop deteriorating." Looking at the circle of people around the round table, Macquarie felt a little relaxed. These are almost the entire power of the Spider Knights. Although not huge, they are awe-inspiring to many forces.

"The information is relatively clear. Although there are assistance provided by other families and giant companies, it is us who bear the pressure. The border areas where the empire connects with small countries will be the focus in the near future. The authenticity of the current information has yet to be determined, and it can be limited to the distance At the time, someone needs to go over and prepare in advance. The airships of Webley and several other families are already on their way, and the personnel of the three-phase connection network are heading there from the gray area. This time, as far as we are concerned internally , will be led by Knight Commander Miss Hilda, a total of seven people will go there..."

The meetings that Macquarie presided over were never very long and were more like one-sided orders-issuing meetings. Less than twenty minutes ended, and soon he and Knight Commander Hilda were the only ones left in the conference room.

"It feels like we haven't seen each other for a long time. If you exclude this time, how many years would it have been?" Hilda said while folding a paper airplane with the paper on which the message was printed. After quickly completing one, Hilda breathed a sigh of relief and flew it towards Macquarie, "How did you start to be so busy? When I came back from a mission, you would buy me a drink. By the way, there are also With the other team members, we would sit together after every mission and talk about interesting things during the mission.”

"Times like this are gone after all." Hilda sighed. Her body, which still maintained the delicate appearance of a 20-year-old, contained an active spirit that was more than ten years older than Macquarie. He is close to a hundred years old, but he is still in the most vigorous period of his life among high-level surgeons.

"If it hadn't been for the Visayas Fortress incident a few years ago, we would probably be drinking wine in the sun right now, talking about all the strange sights we saw in the extreme areas." He reached out to catch the paper airplane, and McGregor put it on the meeting table. on the table.