The sun is high

"You are a real 'celebrity' now!"

When Shuge put on his windbreaker and picked up the black sun scepter that still contained the flames of Salem City, Meyer, who was wearing a hat, suddenly started joking.

"celebrity?"

"Ha, it's completely different from the way you used to rely on your pen name and works to become famous."

It was rare to talk about a truly pleasant topic, and the expression on Meyer's face became relaxed: "I think your past book fans, especially female book fans, will definitely be crazy about you now."

Hearing this, Xiuge's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch: "Crazy? What kind of crazy?"

"Ah, is our young Mr. Ghost pretending to be confused?"

Seeing Shuge's reaction, Meyer couldn't help laughing: "Of course it's the kind you think of, or in other words, it's the situations you have written about... let alone Bolden or Ally Silk, I can guarantee that if you go to any small town in the Principality of Bult to hold a meeting for book fans, it will attract a lot of people!"

Shuge's expression became more and more strange. He stared at Meyer and asked, "Is it the result of your propaganda?"

"I must admit that Daswell does have some ideas in this regard."

Meyer replied: "But it turns out that there is no need for us to publicize it to the outside world. The refugees who escaped from Salem City will never forget you."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived outside, and a cool breeze blew in their faces with the unique smell of the port.

Xiuge felt the strange moving magic around him, then raised his eyes slightly to look at the expanding shadow in the sky, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "The sun has disappeared, what else will there be?" 'Run out?"

Meyer raised his head, glanced at the sky, and then smiled: "We are all composed of body and spirit. When we feel tired and weak physically, we will naturally need more spiritual power... The more times like this, the more they hope to see some inspiring miracles.”

"So, I became a 'miracle'?"

"For many people, it is."

As the two talked, they started walking towards the dock. The people busy on the Dawn Goddess were all formal members of the Dawn Society. They greeted Meyer and Shuge one after another, and as Meyer said, When some young people saw Shuge, their eyes began to light up instinctively.

Obviously, the things that Shuge did during this period of time have made him a "legend" in the eyes of quite a few people.

Xiuge held the Black Sun Scepter tightly. He nodded in response to these friendly Dawn Society members while silently "checking" their ingredients in secret. To his relief, the Black Sun Scepter was not passed to him. Any signal, this shows that the members of the Black Sun Society have not been able to penetrate into this area.

Meyer was a little surprised by Shuge's sudden silence. His eyes turned sharply, and then fell on the cane held by Shuge.

Even now, the light in the sky seems very dim, but this cane that has experienced great disasters with Shuge is still bright and bright. Its surface is as if it is plated with silver, and there seems to be many more on it. Complex and detailed textures and patterns.

Meyer knew very well that his friend's legs and feet were very healthy, and he had never had the habit of carrying a cane with him before.

Meyer's observation is very keen, but Shuge's perception is also extremely detailed.

After discovering that the professor next to him was paying attention to the Black Sun Scepter in his hand, Shuge smiled. He gently paused the scepter in his hand, then gently opened his palm and showed the scepter to Meyer. The top handle and texture.

Along with this action, a ritual that can isolate the sound was established and wrapped the two of Shuge.

"This is the 'trophy' I got from the Black Sun Society, a cane that is somewhat useful."

"Interesting, please tell me more carefully?"

So Shuge briefly told the "rally" he had experienced a long time ago. After listening to these things, Meyer raised his hand and patted Shuge twice on the shoulder: "You really It's a miracle. When I received your letter, I was surprised, why did you want me to beware of 'Kezlov'... So that's it."

"I'll just accept your compliment."

The weather was very cold. Xiuge raised his hands and tightened his windbreaker: "The good news is that I did not find any members of the Black Sun Society nearby. This at least shows that the members of the Dawn Society gathered here are very 'pure'."

"This is good news. You should tell Daswell yourself. This poor guy's nerves are always too tight. After the Black Sun Society completely controlled Saint Steele, he has been trying to strengthen the scrutiny of Dawn Society personnel, but some Things cannot be done best by just asking and observing.”

So, while listening to Meyer's introduction, Shuge followed him along the edge of the pier. In order to prevent himself from attracting too much attention, he finally chose to wear a hood, and he was noticed wherever he went. Of course, the feeling of welcome is very good, but it always triggers cheers, which makes Xiuge feel a little embarrassed.

While walking, Meyer suddenly raised his hand and pointed toward the distance, where a statue of the goddess Meyer clearly stood.

The goddess is very closely related to the ocean, rivers and lakes, so there are also many residents in coastal areas who regard her as an object of belief, and the Principality of Bulte, which is located on the goddess plain, is naturally no exception.

However, Xiuge relied on his excellent vision and immediately discovered that the statue had just undergone repairs - its waist was broken, and the upper body was damaged and cracked due to the collision with the ground.

Although these traces have been repaired and bonded with alchemical potions, it still caused some irreparable damage.

"Since that morning, traces of faith have been crumbling..."

Meyer's voice became a little heavy: "It's not bad in places like the Bult Principality. People are relatively firm in their old beliefs, and the penetration of the Black Sun Society is relatively slight. However, the Sea Kingdom, the Black River Principality, etc. are close to the north. The border areas are all being severely affected.”

“The destruction of statues and paintings is very frequent, but this is only the most common phenomenon. There have been many attacks on temples and other places where believers gather in recent days, and the intensity of these attacks is very exaggerated. , especially in St. Steele.”

Meyer's face was full of concern for his motherland and hometown: "We have reason to believe that the Black Sun Society is trying to use force to completely eradicate the original universal beliefs in St. Steele."

“What are other countries’ attitudes and views on these things?”

"Of course it's a wait and see thing."

Meyer replied: "Everyone knows that the Black Sun Society is trying to expand its scope of influence and further spread the belief in the lost gods... But so far, their activities have not directly caused the rule of the governments of various countries. Impact, and the black sun has not really shown its power yet."

From Meyer's words, Shuge heard something extremely disturbing.

Obviously, in the eyes of Meyer and others, royal families and governments such as Votel and Derain are not so reliable, although in the past, these rulers have tried to combine their ruling power with the Vatican. Integration with the universal belief of grace, but these methods of theirs will ultimately fall on the fundamental goal of "implementing rule".

And this means that if the power of the Black Sun Society and the Lost Gods is further demonstrated, then the kingdom that seems to be trying to isolate Saint Steele is very likely to sway in its position.

Shuge also has little confidence in these flexible politicians.

In the past, some of them were able to choose to cooperate with the Black Sun Society for their own interests. In the future, they may also choose to compromise for certain purposes.

The two of them were exchanging their opinions while walking towards the other end of the port. Not long after, they came to a relatively quiet open space, which seemed to have been used by boatmen and fishermen to stack debris. place of things.

But now, Xiuge saw that the original debris had been piled together. Several makeshift houses were standing aside, and there were many Saint Steele soldiers standing guard in front of the door.

"Professor Meyer!"

"Well, it's me... Is Daswell here?"

"Of course, Mr. Daswell has just come back, but you need to hurry up, maybe he will go out again soon."

After getting the answer he wanted, Meyer nodded immediately, and then led Shuge to the house in the middle. After gently knocking on the door twice, a deep voice came from inside the house.

"Please come in!"

In this way, Shuge followed Meyer into the house, and then he saw two figures standing at the table. One of the men had messy hair, looked a little serious, and his clothes were a little sloppy. .

When he saw Meyer and Shuge, he immediately smiled warmly.

This is Daswell.

The other person, Xiuge, was very familiar with him.

Felix cut his hair short, and due to the fatigue he had suffered some time ago, his cheeks now look particularly thin, even a little sunken, but he is in very good spirits, with a bright light shining in his eyes.

As Daswell came up to hug Meyer, Felix also gave Sugar a big hug.

"You seem to be in good condition, I knew it! I knew it! There is no way Salem City can trap you to death!"

Felix's palm patted Shuge's back hard twice. He had never been so happy and excited: "We have all completed our tasks, and we are all alive. That's great!"

He was obviously a little too excited, so that the words he spoke became monotonous and repetitive, but Shuge didn't care about this. On the way here, he had already learned from Meyer that Felix was indeed He carried out his tasks perfectly. Not a single refugee from Iris Street died during the transfer, and no old man, woman, or child was left behind.

In fact, in Shouge's opinion, Felix's achievements are more suitable for the word "miracle" than his own experience.

The two of them, Dasweil, watched the two reunited young men quietly from the sidelines. When Felix finally calmed down, he stepped forward and shook hands with Shuge solemnly: "Sugh Ernst , Mr. Ghost above Salem City, I finally meet you."

With that said, Daswell waved his hand and asked everyone in the room to sit down, and then he said with a smile: "Actually, I wanted to visit you yesterday, but your... uh, teacher? Oh, Forget it, Ms. Wei Lin doesn’t allow anyone to get close to your hospital bed, so we have to postpone it until today.”

"It's not too late today."

"That's true, but our time is a little tight... After all, we have several important issues to deal with next. Meyer repeatedly emphasized that these things require your participation, Mr. Sugar."

Hearing this, Shuge glanced at Meyer in surprise, but the other party just smiled.

As a result, a sudden impromptu meeting chaired by Daswell suddenly started.

"There are two main problems we are facing, or the Dawn Society is facing... The first is our overall strategy when dealing with other kingdoms and organizations, and the second is about the Dawn Society's next stronghold. options and directions of operation.”

As Meyer said, Daswell's personal style is very obvious. He is both humorous and serious, his mind jumps but he can accurately grasp the topic of conversation, and he does not bother to talk about the problems waiting to be solved. Rhetorical embellishments often put the essence of the issue directly in front of everyone.

"We have an army in our hands, but it is only this one. The Miner Corps has been trained by the Votels. They are no strangers to combat and the use of weapons, but we want to use them to improve our external discourse. Quan, this is not realistic.”

"At present, although members of the Dawn Society are spread all over the place like the Black Sun Society, we have no way to quickly gather these people and transform them into concrete forces. Although the ordinary residents know our names and have heard of us, Things to do……"

"But in fact, in their eyes, the difference between us and the Black Sun Society is very limited. They will not trust us easily, nor will they provide us with help at will. As for politicians, there is no need to mention it... Even the Archduke Boult who gave us 'preferential treatment' was just trying to add or subtract a few weights on the scale."

"So, where should we go next? How?"