Steel steam and flame

The old man looked interested when he saw the books piled on the table by Shake. There are many types of books, covering all kinds of places. There are many books that explain the changes in geography and maps, and there are also many books that summarize the development and flow of the empire in recent hundreds of years. However, there is no escape from the fact that they are all related to history.

"Think of reading books on this subject? Have you lost interest in paleontology?" The old man walked over with a smile, picked up a book, flipped through a few pages, and shook his head. As a famous professor in the school, he often reads books related to his field of expertise, but the content above never makes him interested in reading more than one page.

Shake sighed, with a smile on his face, and jumped up from the chair: "Grandpa Doulison, I have something to ask."

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Lisuman has been back to Manoma for some time, but she has not been able to meet the Holy Emperor as agreed, and the special frequency signal of the communication machine cannot connect there. Contact between her and the Holy Emperor was severed. While the airship was still flying over Manoma, several Holy Fathers came to a separate conference room early, waiting for her to get off the ship and report the situation.

The information and pictures of the report, as well as the standard speech-like rhetoric, were prepared in advance by her adjutant. The first meeting after getting off the airship ended in a perfunctory manner. The clever Holy Fathers understood this, and what they wanted to know at that time was nothing more than the first-hand true information of Brino. I don’t want to make any unnecessary comments about Li Suman’s attitude. The number of people at the top level is originally small and can be counted. Everyone knows what kind of temperament each person has.

"We will talk after the intelligence department has integrated and analyzed all the recent information." The Holy Fathers left under the escort of their respective protection personnel. "You have about ten days to have a good rest."

Li Suman was the only one left in the conference room. She knew that this matter was definitely not over, that there would be annoying follow-up developments, and that the Holy Fathers would probably throw this matter to her. When she came out, her lieutenants were all waiting outside the Holy Emperor Hall, looking nervous.

"What are you worried about?" Lisuman said. "Are the things I did in the Endless Sea Icefield all fake?" She joked, "This report is well done. Keep up the good work."

"Thank you, Lord Priest, for the compliment." Several adjutants behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

The second meeting was held a few days later. Regarding what happened in the Brino area, the intelligence department compiled it before the meeting. Many copies were printed in a stack as thick as a little finger, and one copy was given to everyone who attended the second meeting.

The long conference table was full of people, all the Holy Fathers were present, and the five priests who had been summoned came as a matter of course. People of the same rank who stayed behind in the empire also took time to come and participate. No one looked at the neatly arranged documents before turning over. They all knew the contents in advance. The role of meetings has never been to see this. If the purpose of a meeting is not to draw a final conclusion and then implement it, then it is to overturn the conclusion set in advance and then extend it to the next meeting.

The result of the second meeting quickly reached the second situation. It was not a disagreement, but there was nothing except mechanical reports and templated rhetoric. Everyone is considering interests, and now is not the time to open up. The meeting went very quickly, and the participants came and left in a hurry. The only change is that from now on there is one more thing to worry about.

An hour after the second meeting ended, we were still in the same conference room, and the materials prepared in it had not yet been taken down. The lights that had been turned off were turned on, and the shadows of several Holy Fathers reappeared, as did the five recalled priests.

"Okay, let's start the third meeting now." One of the Holy Fathers spoke. Even though he was the surgeon, the irreversible aging of his body could be seen through his face. Several other holy fathers are the same, they are very old, and their whole bodies are surrounded by the aura of death. Sitting on the chair looks like a tombstone half buried in the ground.

The five priests, including Li Suman, showed helplessness, took out the materials in their hands, and began to use the real purpose of a meeting.

In the end, no one except the Holy Father and the priests knew what the outcome would be. The meeting itself was also confidential, and the only people who should know were those who attended the meeting.

The fourth meeting never took place, and meetings between the Holy Father and the priests became less frequent. Blino's matter seemed to have come to an end at that time, and they had smoothly exposed it.

Li Suman lamented that her life could finally be a little more leisurely. On a rare good day in Manoma, she put on clothes other than a gelatin battle suit, finally getting closer to the appearance of an ordinary adult woman. After standing in front of the mirror for a while, he decisively picked up his satchel and left his residence. Of course, with Li Suman's strength, this is something no one knows.

It had been too long since she left Manoma, and Li Suman's impression of it still only existed a few years ago.

But when I walked on the bustling streets in high heels, I realized that things here had hardly changed. No new buildings, no new streets. After recalling the things in my memory, I found that even the newness of the building was not much different. In addition to the constant flow of pedestrians around, the sound of the steam engines of countless limousines became much louder.

She wandered the streets for a long time, and finally seemed tired, so she walked to an open-air bar next to the square. It's not the peak period now, so not many people come here to rest in the afternoon. There were only a few people sitting around dozens of tables, including students, elderly people, couples, and a middle-aged man who was looking at the impurities in his clothing.

Li Suman walked to sit opposite the man, and immediately a waiter came over with a menu.

"Is this your treat?" Li Suman asked, putting her bag on the table. When she took the gold-rimmed menu from the waiter, she squinted at the cover of the impurity in the man's hand, "Half a month If you want some fashionable and good-looking clothes now, I can introduce them to you."

"Limoncello, just the sailing type." Li Suman said to the waiter after putting together the menu.

The waiter in a white shirt and black jacket nodded: "Please wait a moment." Then he left lightly.

The man didn't reply for a while, and Li Suman didn't care. She looked at the square next to her and saw the fountain in the center of the square from a distance. Inside the fountain stands a statue of the first king of the Saint Dorag Empire, with a bird standing on it. Sitting on the eaves beside the fountain were old men reading newspapers, and children feeding colorful pigeons with bread. The pigeons cooed, grabbing the crumbs dropped by the children. Li Suman's hearing could still hear the sounds at this distance, just like she could see the ink words on the newspaper held by the old man.

But she couldn't figure out why a few black crows could mix in among the pigeons without incident.