"Hey, old Galloit, let's have a drink... The nobles in the south are doing nothing, and the supplies are a little late this month, but there is at least some good stuff in the cellar, right. At least they can keep you there. Warm yourself up when you face Anstali."
"Keep it for me. I might need it when I come down from above."
Geloit pushed away the deer leather bag handed over by his colleague, wiped the frost on his beard, raised his head and narrowed his eyes at the tall sentry tower. The wooden sentry tower looked like a lonely giant, standing on this snow-covered rock, looking into the dark forest in the distance.
The watchers call these sentry towers 'grey giants'. There is more than one, and they are distributed along the border of the forest. The cordon is set up during the long summer to monitor the shadows under the Dragon Roaring Mountains.
Galloit is a veteran, but he has never seen such a cold winter in the past twenty-five years. The forest has not completely shed its autumn leaves, and the breath of Anstari has blown from the north. The severe cold is coming, followed by wind and snow. And arrived. A few days ago, there was a thick layer of ice hanging in the cellar. This was something I had never seen before.
He grabbed hold of the creaking ladder and climbed up precariously. The thick clothes seemed extremely cumbersome at this time, not to mention the heavy chain armor, a sword, a shield and a bow outside.
However, these clumsy clothes couldn't make him feel warm. They seemed to not exist in front of the strange wind, making him feel a deep chill in his soul.
He raised his head panting, and the howling north wind seemed to be tangible - the cold wind that the watchers called Anstari's Breath rolled up the snow foam and blew southward as if it had formed a solid substance. The entire sentry tower also It whistled in the wind and swayed.
The solitary mountain hangs gloomily on the horizon - it is the Dragon Roar Mountain Range. According to legend, it was once the place where a giant dragon fell to death. It howled before it died and formed this gloomy mountain range. Now here is really a terrifying dragon and its army of minions.
Geroit looked at the strange shape of the solitary mountain, like a pair of outstretched dragon wings, and felt uneasy in his heart. There is a legend in his hometown that dragon wings represent death. Anyone who has seen the shadow under the dragon's wings will never come back alive from the battlefield.
The sky in the north was covered with dark clouds, and there was no light. But suddenly, the veteran suddenly discovered something in the sky in that direction. He blinked hard and discovered that a dense mass of creatures was flying out from between the pass of the solitary mountain——
The creature was overwhelming, like tiny black dots covering the entire northern sky. In just an instant, it filled the former's eyes. "Ouli is on top...!" Geloit's mouth opened wide, but twenty-five years of life and death experience forced him to calm down. He grasped the ladder tightly with his hands, lowered his head, and shouted to his colleagues below. call out:
"Quick, bonfire!"
"What? Old Geloit, did you find something?" The sound of wind and snow overwhelmed his voice, and the person on the side put his hand to his mouth and shouted to him.
"Bonfire!" Geloit let go of one hand and gestured downwards with all his strength: "Go and light the bonfire!"
And at that moment, the veteran suddenly heard a crisp sound, like the sound of something cracking. He only felt his hands loosen, and his whole body seemed to have lost its support and flew up, lightly -
While the world was spinning, he saw the eyes of his colleagues staring at him in shock, saw the broken wooden ladder, and the 'grey giant' that was falling apart in the biting cold wind, saw the solitary mountain on the horizon, and saw, The shadow spread out like dragon wings...
"They also said this thing is reliable..."
"Those damn bastards must have cut corners..."
Such thoughts flashed through Galloit's mind.
Overnight, seventeen beacon fires ignited across the northern border.
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The snow is getting heavier.
Fang Yu reached out and measured it. Large flakes of snow fell on his palm and disappeared. He raised his head again and saw a black smoke column rising from the northern sky through the window. He turned around and asked, "What is that?"
"It is said that an army appeared in the north, composed of crows and undead," Luo Hao replied without raising his head. Several pages of light screens were suspended in front of him. He lightly swiped with his hand and quickly browsed the information on it. . He had the habit of getting up every morning to read the news in the community, and Miss Tata was kneeling on a desk not far away, doing the same thing.
Only Nini was lying on her 'Papa''s shoulder, and she was extending her little hand to catch the snowflakes outside with great interest, but she couldn't reach that far at all. "Army?" Fang Pultru asked a little surprised.
"Some people say that it is the army of the Dragon Witch. As for where this army is going to attack, there is currently no information. In addition, a similar army has appeared in the west, advancing along the border of the Egon Forest. This army is composed of dragon beasts," Luo Hao paused, "This should be the one we saw in Charter City not long ago."
Nicol Bolas's army?
Two armies?
Fang Yu didn't expect so many things to happen overnight. Where would Nicol Bolas, the dragon witch, attack next? Is it Gula from the north, or Elpaxin from the south?
He stretched out his hand and gently grasped the still warm ring hanging on his chest. He became increasingly confused about what the other party was going to do. Was he going to destroy the entire Northern Territory? Ms. Kamisu, where are you?
"The entire northern border is in motion," Luo Hao looked at the news on the community and said: "After the fall of Charter City, they established a temporary Changxia defense line along the Egon Forest. Now this defense line has There is an emergency everywhere, and the watchers cross Traveler's Swamp and start heading north."
"warder?"
"The troops of Elpaxin and the Silver Wind Knights are monitoring the movements in the north of Traveler Swamp, under the shadow of the Dragon Roar Mountains. Such operations have been going on for more than half a year, and Elpaxin is not completely idle."
"Have they issued a call for adventurers?"
Luo Hao shook his head: "They asked for help from the Rainbow Alliance and the descendants of Flor."
Fang Yu looked at the plume of smoke on the horizon. It was too powerless for him in such a situation. He secretly sighed about the troubled times. The disasters in the northern border have continued one after another, and I am afraid that the difficulties and suffering will continue for a long time.
In the lobby of the hotel, when he said that the supplies did not need to be sent back to the Seven Seas Traveler and that the caravan no longer needed them, Tian Lan's reaction seemed a bit exaggerated.
The poet lady uttered a drawn-out 'Ah--? ', but she reacted, quickly waved her hand and explained:
"It's not that I don't want to help those poor people, Brother Ed. But it will be difficult for us to purchase enough supplies in Gray Owl Town. Miss Silverd and I spent a lot of effort to put them together. We came up with this batch of supplies. Moreover, and we have agreed to that team, it is not easy to explain now..."
"The matter of supplies can be slowed down a little longer," Fang Yu replied: "We may have to stay here for a while. As for the caravan, I have to explain it to you. Tianlan, there won't be any problem, right?"
"Since Brother Ed, you have said so, I have no choice but to give it a try. Seeing that I am so cute and sincere, they shouldn't say anything more, right? If it really doesn't work, I have to make up for it. Yes." Tianlan replied pretending to be pitiful.
"Okay, no problem. Compensation is also necessary, but if the other party is a lion and opens his mouth..."
"Don't worry, I will convince them."
Fang Yu looked at the little girl and felt that there was something wrong with what she said.
"That's good," but he still nodded, "Tianlan, please send this batch of supplies with you and the box. Saya will send someone to pick you up."
"No problem, leave it to us. By the way," sky blue eyes rolled around and asked: "Brother Ed, it's not that I'm overly concerned... I'm just asking by the way, is that Miss Saya very good?" So beautiful, ah-"
Before she could finish her words, she got a violent shock and ran away with her head in her hands.
Fang Luo saw the box and nodded to him, knowing that he was very concerned about this matter. He should be able to rest assured that he would leave the task of escorting the supplies to him. Although the idea of the box is quite different from that of ordinary people, it is still much more reliable than the Papalars.
After Fang Yu said these words, he looked at Sylvester beside him. After all, he promised the other party to go to the second world as soon as possible to find the whereabouts of her father, and they still have a lot of things to do in the first world, such as exploring the secret of the obelisk - which is also related to the disappearance of Sir Ma Wei .
And find ways to get tickets to the second world.
Rather than stay here and help these refugees. The northern border is so vast, and the refugees are not just the group outside Gray Owl Town. It is impossible for them to help everyone. Just like what he lamented before, the power of an individual is really important in such a situation. It's too thin.
The ship officer lady must laugh at him again for being a bad guy. If it were the other party, she would definitely look at this problem in another way - solving these problems from the source rather than from the surface. But if we start from the source, the other party's suggestion must be to intervene in the royal family's dispute.
Indeed, only by quelling this dispute can it be possible for Corrin-Ithurion to quell the dilemmas in the north and south at the same time.
But those things were things that he was unwilling to intervene in. There was always no right or wrong in political struggles. The noble lady was accustomed to looking at this issue with a perspective similar to that of the ruling class.
It doesn’t matter who dies, what’s important is that fewer people will die——
But what makes Fang Pliong feel at ease is that the other party never insists on his own opinions. She is also willing to mess around with him, and always smiles, even if she knows that she has made a mistake. She never openly opposes him, but is always willing to help him clean up the mess.
It’s not that Fang Pliance didn’t know all this, so he felt a little guilty. Sometimes he would also wonder if he was too willful, and perhaps he should listen to some suggestions from the noble lady. But if he was asked to coldly ignore life and death, he couldn't do it.
"Sylvid, do you have any better suggestions?"
The ship officer smiled and shook her head: "On the contrary, I think the captain is doing the right thing."
Fang Yu looked at her in surprise, almost thinking that the other party was making fun of her. Her usual answer should not be: 'I'm not sure whether this is right or wrong, but the captain can give it a try. '
Then as for what was right, she laughed it off, and when it was wrong, she also laughed and helped clean up the mess.
This was the first time that Fang Yu heard the other party directly affirming his actions. He couldn't help but asked with some surprise: "Silverde, are you trying to comfort me? You must know that we are going to be in this place." Wasting a lot of time?"
"The time wasted is profitable," Sylvide blinked. "Winning over the enemy's enemies is a very efficient strategy."
"Enemy of my enemy?"
The noble lady smiled softly: "Of course we have not openly broken with the Crow's Claw Temple yet, but it is unlikely that the Temple would like a force like ours. Since they have extended an olive branch to the Rainbow Alliance and the descendants of Flor, At that time, he naturally stood on the other side of us. Captain, haven't you understood yet? There is currently an irreconcilable conflict between the Free Chosen Ones and the Alliance——"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment: "Silverde, is this how you see it?"
Sylvide smiled and nodded: "What else?"
"Okay, okay then..."
The ship officer lowered her head and smiled softly, like a little fox.
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"Saya?"
Hongye tried hard to recall information about the owner of this name: "I seem to remember that woman, a person from the other side. I only remember that she was a little cold and even self-righteous. To be honest, I quite hate her... I didn't hear you talking about it. It’s really hard to believe that woman... Saya would make this choice..."
"This shows that everyone can change." Fang Yu entered word by word.
He stopped and was slightly surprised. He originally planned to confirm with Hongye some things about Tapolis that Saya said, but he didn't expect to find out some of the other party's original things.
But even such a person is willing to take responsibility for a group of unrelated people. Is this a change in mentality caused by different circumstances? Or is it because there is kindness and warmth in people's hearts?
After a while, Hongye typed:
"Does she need help?"
"Their situation is really difficult."
"Will you stay and help them, Ed?"
"I can only help as much as I can."
":)," Hongye sent a smiling expression: "I guess you will answer like this. After all, you are the hero that everyone expects."
"Stop making fun of me, Miss Hongye."
"I'm serious," Hongye paused, "Do you need our help? Miss Yugudola has returned to the north now."
"You are willing to help them, aren't you and them mortal enemies...?"
"Who do you think we are? We left the North for a while, and we really didn't expect that the situation would develop like this. We just have different ideas from them, and we can't be hostile. Besides, Tapolis no longer exists... ...Saya...listening to what you said, I actually admire her now..."
"It would be great if you guys are willing to help," Fang Pliance typed silently: "I can help with Sand Ye, but after all, these refugees are not the only ones in the North... I don't need to comment on the Crow's Claw Temple. After all, the North currently needs such a force to fight against Nicol Bolas, but there are some organizations that claim to be civilized, but for the sake of their own interests, they are indifferent to the current disaster - they It's clear that we can do more."
Hongye was stunned for a moment, hearing something behind his words, and couldn't help but ask: "Ed, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not sure. To be honest, I can't count on those people, and I don't know what I can do... It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable, Miss Hongye."
"What's wrong?"
Fang Yu was silent for a moment. He had been thinking about this question since he was in the camp, but he never got an answer.
"...I see kind people taking on everything they shouldn't take on, Miss Hongye, while the truly capable people are indifferent to this. Almost everything they have comes from the favor of the forerunners, but they What have you given back to the world?"
"How much of the justice we originally thought is left...for us to squander?"
"...Shouldn't what people support originally be the glory that belongs to the chosen ones? But look at what those people are doing now, are they still worthy of it?"
He shook his head: "If I hadn't come to this world in person and seen these clearly, I really wouldn't have known that behind the Star Gate has become what it is today..."
"..." Hong Ye was silent for a while, then typed: "Ed, but you already knew this. After Dawn Star, you should know that there is still a beautiful side to this world. Besides, isn't there still us? , and Miss Yugudola, not everyone has become like that. In fact, even among those big guilds, there are still people who are different from those people."
Fang Yu remembered Odin, remembered Ye Hua, and remembered Ms. Ming and Ms. Leya. Indeed, there are such people in the Grand Guild.
But what can that change?
...Besides, even these people are becoming fewer and fewer.
Fang Plover silently raised his head and realized that he had left the hotel at some point and walked to the square where the Crowclaw Knights tried the 'Followers of Nicol Bolas' a few days ago.
The knights did not remove the gallows that day. It stood alone in the center of the square, with snowflakes floating in the sky and a thin layer falling on it.
The empty noose is like a gaping mouth, invisibly mocking this cold world.
He had made a promise with unparalleled confidence that he would establish a large adventure group, and even go further than Dawn Star, so that Miss Scarpet could see what he was capable of.
He is not even afraid of being enemies with the descendants of Flore, nor is he worried about being wanted by all the major guilds. He wants to become a legend like Loofah and single-handedly resist the pressure from the entire alliance - to prove freedom. The spirit of the Chosen One has not died yet.
But what can this change?
He asked Xiaokong not to give up pursuing his ideal, but he suddenly felt a little confused——
Sometimes he had to admit that what Sophie said was right. No matter how he stood on the opposite side of the alliance, the other party was still there. He can cause some trouble for the opponent, but so what, he can knock down one Jefflett redcoat, but there are many, many Jeffleet redcoats.
Even a descendant of Flor.
There are also many Crow Claw Temples that will appear on this land, collaborating with those greedy people. He can defeat the enemy, but he cannot defeat the greed in people's hearts.
Fang Yu silently closed the communication with Hongye——
He looked at a few lines of text left in another chat box. It was an email Su Changfeng left him in response to his question about the northern border a day ago:
'Only the Alliance can unite the power of most of the Chosen in this world. '
'You have to understand that it exists because of an international consensus, not just an organization. What guarantees its existence is not just its function itself—it is also the checks and balances between countries, and between forces behind it. '
'Although it may be a bit straightforward to say this, it is because of the existence of this consensus that we can cooperate and dialogue with other countries on Stargate affairs. '
'Little Plover, we asked you to help investigate the Alliance because some of them tried to interfere in the political struggle between Kaulin and Ithulian. This not only violated the principles of the Stargate Declaration, but also harmed our relevant interests. At the same time, this series of events also involves the sensitive factor of dark believers. '
'But that's all, you have to realize that.
Yes, after all, it is impossible for me to dream of completely overthrowing the alliance, no matter what stage the Seven Seas Brigade has grown to.
This is something Loofah can't do, and naturally he can't do it either.
As long as this relationship still exists, even if one evil dragon is defeated, there will only be another evil dragon.
But was that glorious history really just a dream?
At this moment, a strange command suddenly came from the front. Fang Plover raised his head and found a group of knights wearing black and white robes appearing on the street. He has seen a lot of those knights in the past few days, they are the Gray Knights of the Crow Claw Temple.
But when the knights saw him, they suddenly changed their direction and walked in this direction. Fang Yu turned around in shock, only to find that there was no one behind him, and the knights scattered left and right and drew their weapons.
"it's him--"
"Those who are with that woman, the bishop wants to see them."
The knights shouted orders.
The bright long swords in their hands looked a bit eerie in the cold wind.
Fang Yu was startled when he saw this scene. These knights came for him. What was going on?
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Miaoshuwu
