Alandel entertained Griffith at a villa in Hepu Town. The servants brought him a set of clean clothes and a very rich breakfast. However, Griffith, who was full of worries, ate absent-mindedly.
The teleportation circle of the mage tower has been destroyed, and it is difficult for high-level combat forces to arrive in a short time.
The garrison mage was killed. Connix is not only the Extraordinary commander who coordinates the search and security of Hepu, but also a wizard who is proficient in occult knowledge and the prevention and control of black magic. His death suddenly created a gap in the decision-making and intelligence chain.
The Hanami memorial ceremony will be held today, and tourists from all over the world will gather at Cangyue Mountain in Heura Town.
Not only did the previous group of cultists disappear, but another group of cultists with other signs were discovered during today's siege.
The situation is not good... Griffith gradually recovered from the tension of the battle and the fatigue of healing his injuries, and began to realize that the situation was very critical.
"You are worried, has the situation become this urgent?" Opposite him, Alandel nodded to the waiters, and someone immediately brought a box.
In the box lies a set of exquisite mail. This fine armor covers the upper arms, and when combined with the hand guards, it can form a complete upper body defense. The hem of the mail hangs down to the knees, which avoids the worry of being stabbed in the legs when wearing greaves.
This is a piece of protective gear that is very suitable for armored cavalry, and is better than the half-mail armor that Griffith wears every day.
"This is for you, please don't be polite. If it weren't for your decisive action, the Hepu Mountain Road Race would have been dangerous. I like it very much and have participated in it before," Alandel said. "There is also a pair of half-plate armor. And the helmet, if it needs to be adjusted according to your size, I can also lend it to you. But you have to return it."
"Thank you for your kindness. I just fulfilled my duties, and I can apply for official transfer of armor," Griffiths refused embarrassedly, "Wait a minute, why do you need to prepare plate armor for me?"
"Today is an important day for Hanami's memorial ceremony, so be prepared. I hope you won't need it," Alandel said in an impeccable and elegant tone. "Besides armor, you may need other things. Please go back to the city first. Command, if you need anything please come to me as soon as possible."
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After returning to the temporary headquarters in Neopolis, Griffith saw everyone surrounding an object.
This is a lead box with an ominous aura, a container measuring 20 centimeters in length, width and height. The lid of the lead box has been opened...
It is said that a dead cultist was found at the scene holding the lead box firmly with both hands, as if trying to protect it from the enemy.
The cold, corrupt atmosphere filled the air, reminding Griffith of the empty black box in the bottom cabin of the Equinox, but it was more terrifying and evil.
"This is not a sealed object. The lead box is a common container used to seal dangerous goods," Amber said. "Although there is still an unsettling smell of black magic inside, I am very sure that this is just a trace of the real sealed object. ."
"Could it be the same thing as the empty boxes on the Equinox?" Griffith didn't have much experience in this kind of thing, so he could only listen to Amber's opinion.
"I don't think so. Huntress's training has allowed me to distinguish different sealed objects and magical properties? Is this thick and weird aura fundamentally different from the previous empty box?" Amber shook her head, "There was once placed in this box There is a sealed object that implies disaster, plague and death? It probably comes from a certain civilization in the southern continent. Its remaining aura is already so powerful? The original body must not be something we can handle. We need reinforcements."
"Reinforcements are on the way," Lieutenant Scholtz said. "Master Winston has sent a situation report. The fleet closest to us will arrive early tomorrow morning. They will bring two legion groups and a dozen official Extraordinary people. Currently, there are two city defense brigades stationed here. A squadron of 120 people from the 9th "Hespena" Legion passed by the island and was left behind. There are also hundreds of policemen. There are several people at the port. Artillery Squadron.”
"Extraordinary? We need Extraordinary?" Griffith shook his head and said, "Ordinary soldiers, even legionnaires, have a hard time dealing with unknown sealed objects."
The second lieutenant's tone was also a little helpless: "There are many extraordinary people in the fleet, as well as mages."
"But they won't arrive until tomorrow morning."
At this time, the Finnish sergeant major took a note from the messenger: "Hey? Guys, there is news from the Echo Hub? An extraordinary commando team is coming at full speed and will arrive tonight."
Why did a commando superman come as soon as he arrived? How ridiculous. Isn’t this just stuck at the point where our strength is weakening? Griffith asked very depressedly: "What's the specific time?"
"I don't know, it didn't say anything." Finland turned the note over and read it twice. "It really didn't say anything."
Griffith felt extremely anxious: "Why couldn't the transcendent be sent here earlier? Even if only one came? Connix would not die in the battle. What are the superiors hesitating about?"
"I read some documents left by the resident mage? From the records, he and Winston have been arguing over the selection of extraordinary people." Amber dug out a document from the file on the table, "He accused the original plan of The high-level mage who was sent had a relationship with Winston and would have unfair opinions. If he hadn't been killed in battle, we wouldn't have known about it."
"Where are the Winstons?"
"He took his squad to strengthen the security in the city and the parliament," said the second lieutenant. "He also took away the legion squadron and a city defense brigade. Heura's defense and another brigade were left to us."
Just a few hundred city defense troops cannot stop the sealed artifacts and the mysterious cultists. Griffith was almost knocked out by a burst of blood.
At this time, an unrecognizable corpse was carried into the headquarters.
Judging from the mage's robe, body shape, and equipment stained with minced meat and brains, the deceased was the resident mage Conix.
His skull exploded, and his teeth, eyeballs, and brains were collected together with blood and put into a paste in a small box. Sergeant Major Finland felt nauseated and ran to the corner to vomit.
"Sir Winston asked a few officers to confirm. If there is no problem, we will send Mr. Connix to be resettled." The employees who brought the remains said.
"We...we..." The second lieutenant opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.
"Confirmed," Griffith grabbed the pen and signed the certificate, waved the employees to leave, turned to his fellow Beyonders, "We need to contact the city hall, the cultists are likely to attack the Hanami memorial ceremony, we need them Coordinate Winston to come in on defense.”
"It makes sense, yes." The ensign nodded, "The opinion of the city hall is important. We can report to the mayor. However, it is difficult for them to force an official Beyonder, let alone a spell caster."
Griffith said seriously: "If the city hall cannot send reinforcements and cannot coordinate with Winston, we will use this reason to ask them to implement martial law and stop the memorial service."
"It's impossible," the second lieutenant shook his head. "The city hall will try to give us two or three more kittens to strengthen patrols, but it will not stop holding memorial ceremonies. This is the signature of this island."
The air in the conference room was suffocating. Scholtz's brows were twisted together like two tattered rags, almost dripping with water. Amber leaned against the wall in silence and rubbed her long hair. Finland was still in the corner, his face turned pale from vomiting.
The morale of this squad is almost over.
I have to cheer up, I have to cheer up myself... Griffith rubbed his forehead and changed his tone:
"Well, even without the reinforcements of the Beyonders, we still have the strength of an infantry brigade, plus patrols and security police, so our situation is not too bad. There are obviously powerful families in Hepu Town. They may There are extraordinary people who can cooperate with us."
"What should we do?" Amber cast a questioning look at the trainee knight. The same is true for higher-ranking second lieutenants and sergeants, just as Griffith is not a small second-level squad leader, but a garrison knight on the island.
Griffith said seriously:
“First we have to go to City Hall and fight for it.
"Then, no matter what the outcome is, concentrate the troops. In addition to the necessary defense, the mobile troops must be concentrated near the Cang Yue Memorial Ceremony in Hepu Town for unified command.
"This time, we are going to mobilize the artillery from the port."
"But the domestic security regulations..." Scholtz opened his mouth hesitantly.
"Emergency matters," Griffith said. "Of course, we have to report this problem to our superiors and ask for their approval. But whether they agree or not, we need to mobilize the crossbows and trebuchets. That cult apostle Sufficient firepower has proven to be significant.”
None of the three Extraordinaries present objected to Griffith's opinion, but they all had hesitation on their faces.
Griffith thought for a moment and then added: "If the city hall does not have many reinforcements and cannot stop paying tribute, then we will ask them to authorize the formation of a former enemy headquarters, consisting of a second lieutenant, a city defense captain, a sergeant major, Amber We voted together and decided that the second lieutenant would have the final say. When we submitted the report, it would be signed by all five of us.
"If you don't tell them about the use of artillery, they authorize it anyway."
"Well, if we find out afterwards that we made a fuss out of a molehill, the superiors will also see that the city hall approved the authorization," Finland nodded. "This will not only eliminate us from the suspicion of overstepping our authority, but also make the decision-making efficient and transparent. I very much agree."
"Okay, let's do it," Scholz finally made up his mind. "Finland and I went to the warehouse to have a look. We should be able to find some trebuchets deployed in the Holy Grace Church. We have calibrated the shooting table before, and it should be able to be used. . Griffith and Amber go to City Hall to find help."
When Griffith and Amber arrived at Neopolis City Hall, it was already 8 o'clock in the morning.
The guards heard about the two men's intention and immediately went to report them. Griffith and Amber waited in the conference room together, drinking some coffee that had recently become popular.
"After the things here are done, will you go back and see Elodie?" Amber asked after taking a sip of the bitter coffee.
"Well, that's natural," Griffith quickly stuffed a sandwich into his mouth.
"What do you think the cultists are planning?" Amber handed him the coffee to prevent him from choking. "They definitely didn't smuggle the sealed items here to celebrate the festival."
Griffith frowned and said slowly: "I can roughly guess something. The characteristics of this sealed artifact are related to death, disaster and plague, right?"
"Yes, although I can't specify the specific characteristics, it will not exceed this range." Amber said with great certainty.
"Today, tens of thousands of tourists from all over the world will gather to participate in festival celebrations and fireworks displays," Griffith said. "Their purpose is probably to take advantage of the opportunity to spread the plague, and then bring the plague and disaster to the tourists." To all over the world.”
