Sword of Daybreaker

Faced with the sudden information from Typhon, Heidi reacted and realized the information reflected behind the incident. After a brief period of thought, she opened her eyes wide: "Could Rosetta want to..."

"Divine disaster was regarded as an opportunity by him," Gao Wen said slowly, "an opportunity to completely eliminate domestic stubborn forces and reform residues and reshape the ruling order. If I expected it, the temporary closure of parliament and the state of national emergency It will be a precursor to a major cleaning... and it should be more than just a major cleaning."

"Purge?" Heidi couldn't help showing an unbelievable look. "This is how he dealt with the disaster?"

"No, this only means that he has the confidence to deal with the Divine Disaster. It means that Obsidian Palace still has control over Typhon, and Rosetta Augustus has a way to restore the initial stage of the Divine Disaster in a short time. Chaotic order-Typhon's situation is not out of control, so only the Church of God of War is out of control," Gawain shook his head, "It seems that no matter what the outcome of this disaster is, the Church of God of War will not end well."

Hetty quickly thought about the impact of this incident on Typhon and on Cecil, and couldn’t help but ask: “This may lead to greater chaos in a short time. Aldernan is dealing with this war. Time may be slow to react because of this—isn't Rosetta August worried about the battle? Or does he think we will honestly observe all this on the line of Winter Wolf?"

"If Rosetta is fast enough and prepared enough, then the chaos caused by this incident in Aldernan will be much smaller than you think. It will only allow the Typhon royal family to complete the domestic battle in a shorter time. The integration of all forces allowed Typhon’s military and industrial capabilities to quickly get rid of the chaos caused by the gods. Although the God of War is out of control, at this stage he can only rely on polluting mortals to affect the world, and these are affected by him. The mortals affected are the targets of Rosetta's purge."

Gao Wen said unhurriedly. He glanced at the map of the continent not far away before he continued to add:

"As for this'war' and the actions we might take... he is pretty accurate.

"We will not attack, at least not at this stage-Heidi, what do you think?"

Heidi blinked, she didn't seem to understand what Gawain meant.

"The current Typhon is a quagmire, and this quagmire is getting deeper and deeper," Gao Wen said in a deep voice, "If this is a normal war, we can naturally go through fire and water in order to defend our home and the country, but now this one War is meaningless. Far away from Cecil, the effects of our network-based mental protection and purification technologies will be difficult to guarantee. The casualties caused by soldiers entering the contaminated area will be unpredictable. Secondly, We are more aware of the dangers of the divine disaster and the dangers of the gods turning madness than the Typhons. Now that we have determined that behind this war is the out-of-control God of War pushing...and then continue to jump into this pit, we can only let This divine disaster has become even more impossible to end.

"At that time, we will not only be fighting Typhon.

"Finally, and the most important reason-I have said more than once that in the face of world-class disasters, all mankind has a common destiny. I have never said these words."

Heidi nodded lightly, but soon muttered thoughtfully, "What you said... are all'current stage', right?"

"Yes, at this stage, so I'm also very curious about how Rosetta plans to end this matter," Gawain nodded, "Advancing the front to Winter Wolf Castle, we have already explained to our citizens, but Typhon... it's not easy for them to stop. Rosetta Augustus needs to consider how to control the domestic situation as soon as possible while stopping those restless..."

Just halfway through the conversation, he suddenly stopped.

Heidi cast his eyes suspiciously: "Ancestor, you..."

"Perhaps... he didn't intend to stop..." Gawain slowly narrowed his eyes. After a brief flash of inspiration, he suddenly thought of another possible move by Rosetta Augustus-a Bold, it seems to be a gamble, but in fact it is the best plan with no other choice. "Heidi, inform Philip, continue to send more troops to Changfeng Fortress, and control the Shadow Swamp in the shortest time. On the nearby mechanical bridge, the Earthly Python and Zero must enter the Winter Wolf Hold area for the longest half a week."

Heidi reacted quickly: "What do you mean... After the Typhon royal family regained control of the situation, the war will escalate instead?"

Gawain squeezed his chin, and said in a low and serious tone: "I have this feeling... If Rosetta is aware of the deeper hidden dangers within Typhon and wants to dig out more benefits from this crisis, then he is very likely. Will try something bolder-after all, all the responsibilities now can be dumped on a crazy god. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for someone who is looking for an opportunity."

Heidi immediately lowered her head: "I understand."

Gawain waved his hand, and then once again fell on the map of the continent not far away-the border between Typhon and Cecil was in the northeast of the ancient empire of Gondor, and they were holding each other like two giant beasts. His throat, a large number of red lines and temporary markings clustered around the tortuous border, like blood oozing from the wounds of two giant beasts.

He retracted his gaze and shook his hands gently where Hetty hadn’t noticed. At this moment, he felt as if he was driving a chariot that had been galloping up, galloping on the edge of a dangerous cliff, unable to stop or Can't get out of control—and he believes that Rosetta Augustus is in the same mood as himself at this moment.

He couldn't help but sighed softly: "Humans... are really a race of contradictions."

Heidi was immersed in thoughts, and didn't hear what Gao Wen was muttering for a while: "Ancestor, what did you say?"

"It's nothing," Gao Wen waved his hand and looked up at the other party. "Notify the propaganda department so that I can publicize the news of my return with great fanfare-the scale of the propaganda can be larger, and it is best to let the Typhon people know the first time... "

...

The situation in the Winter Wolf Fort area is becoming more and more tense. The Cecilians who occupy the main cyprus are building fortifications and bunkers all over the defense line. It seems that they have no intention of continuing to advance in a short time, and they have done a thorough occupation of that one. The region is ready to wait for work. Those construction machinery roared day and night, and more and more soldiers entered the front line from the direction of the Contracting Fort and the Shadow Swamp. Their propaganda machines were fully powered, and countless propaganda materials were being sent to all the surrounding towns centered on Winter Wolf. And the spread of trade routes.

In this process, the Typhon Empire’s army has carried out several counter-offensives—from the initial tentative offensive to the subsequent large-scale operations of several local legions, their counter-offensive strength is constantly escalating.

The Typhons are trying to regain their territories. These military actions have caused death and injury to each other, but it is clear that their combat effectiveness has declined. The Typhons, who have lost their important fortress at this moment, are even worse off.

The Cecil had a firm foothold on the border.

But all this has nothing to do with Andessa at this moment.

After her physical condition improved slightly and she could bear the turbulence and loss caused by the long-distance travel, the bruised General Wolf was removed from Winter Wolf Fort. She was first taken to the Changfeng Fortress for a strict handover. After that, she was secretly sent on a magic train to Cecil. At this moment, she had already crossed the last pass of the East.

Andesa never thought that she would set foot on Cecil's land in this form.

The magic train is speeding on the track, and outside the window is the bleak wilderness scenery in winter. The trees with dead leaves and the rivers that have entered the dry season are dotted on the gray-brown ground. As the train moves forward, it keeps retreating. You can see the silhouettes of the city and the countryside-large tracts of man-made buildings, towering towers, and different scenery from Typhon.

Andesa leaned on a soft "seat" and looked at the scenery outside the car window with some wonder. She adjusted her posture slightly, and the cushion under her body made a slight noise.

This seat is specially prepared for her, which can minimize the fatigue caused by the journey and prevent the wounds that have just begun to improve. Obviously, the Cecils are doing their best to make their special prisoner of war survive. —I am of great use to them.

Andesha twitched her mouth, she was a little grateful for the meticulous care of the Cecilians, and even without such care, she would try to survive.

A young female voice came from the side, interrupting Andesa's thoughts: "How is the scenery outside the window?"

Andesa glanced at the person beside her-Sister Marian was sitting in the ordinary seat closest to her, looking at herself with a gentle smile. The nun still wore her "prince’s dress robe" that was almost a battle robe in the car. The battle staff (or warhammer?) was leaning on a place that was readily accessible, her knees spread out. A thick book, apparently, she had been immersed in it before she said hello to herself.

"The winter scenery is the same everywhere," Andesa said casually, "itself is a season of nothing."

"I hope you can keep your current thoughts so that you will be more surprised when we get to the destination," Sister Marianne gave a faint smile. "This is Cecil, and the common sense you know doesn't work much here. ."

Sister Marian is a person who is very proud and confident of her homeland. Andesa has been deeply aware of this in the days of getting along, so she did not entangle her with each other more on this topic. With a trace of sincere thanks, said: "Sister Marian, thank you for your care these days."

"This is my duty, no need to thank you," Marianne smiled, "and I don't just need to take care of you these days-in the future, I will be by your side until your body is basically recovered. "

Being taken care of by someone familiar with him is obviously also the special "care" of Cecil for himself.

Andsha was silent for a moment, and asked softly: "Is there still a chance to return to Winter Wolf Hold?"

"...I don't know about it, I'm just a nun," Marianne shook her head, "but you can still keep some expectations, after all,'expectation' itself is free."

While talking, the war nun lowered her head again, and focused her attention on her huge book that seemed to never finish.

That may be a sacred doctrine of the Holy Light.

It is said that in Cecil, the original Holy Light Church has been completely reorganized, and even the doctrine has undergone earth-shaking changes. What this nun has been watching...is it the new doctrine?

Andesa thought so in her heart, and couldn't help but a hint of curiosity. One of her eyes looked at the book on Sister Marian’s knee through the broken hair on her forehead, and after hesitating, she said: "You have been Read this book... Is it the doctrine of your "New Holy Light Sect"?"

"Doctrine? Of course not," Sister Marian shook her head, then raised the big book in her hand. "This is the "Sacred Words of the Emperor". To me... it's almost as important as doctrine."

"The emperor... the emperor's divine words?" Andesa chewed this weird phrase with some effort. She had never heard such a book. "What is it about?"

"Record some enlightening remarks of the great Gawain Cecil. It is constantly being updated and added. I have the latest version last month-would you like to see it?"

Record the remarks of Gawain Cecil? Still updated and added?

The expression on Andesa's face suddenly became weird. She didn't know what attitude to face such things. She wanted to say that she didn't have much interest in this book, but the enthusiastic Sister Marian had already put the heavy book Handed it to her eyes: "Look at it, it is still very interesting and enlightening-you can see the other side of His Majesty full of wisdom and sense of humor. I want to remind you that this book will not be published. It needs special channels to get it..."

Isn't it publicly released?

Andesa suddenly felt that the book became more suspicious, but she was also attracted by this sentence. Even though she was not very interested, she was driven by curiosity to take the book handed over by Marianne and flip through it. After opening a page, the above words came into her eyes:

"Your eyes will deceive you, your ears will deceive you, and your imagination will also deceive you, but mathematics won’t—no, it won’t. If you really don’t, I suggest you consider music or sports. Specialty..."

Andesa: "???"

So this war nun has spent so many days indulging in sleep and food, which is what she has devoted herself to studying?

Andesa raised her head with a stunned expression and looked at Marian blankly: "This... is this really what the Gawain Cecil said?"

Sister Marianne shrugged indifferently: "Who knows-I don't think it is like it, but these words do carry some truth. Don't you think it is interesting?"

Andesa didn’t know what to say for a while, she glanced at the words in the book again, but this time she couldn’t help reading it twice-math can’t, won’t just won’t...

Suddenly, the young General Wolf felt that this book seemed to have some value, at least some of its words were reasonable...

She smiled and returned the big book to the nun, and at the same time casually asked: "Where are we going?"

"A place most suitable for your recuperation and recovery, Cecil's miracle of life," Marianne said casually with a smile and pride on her face taking the book, "Let's go to Solinburg."