In the autumn of 1444 in the Second Age, Bayeran and the Orc Clan Alliance invested more than 120,000 troops in a battle to compete for the Neck Valley in and out of Odessa. The Bijerland army set out from Teutoburg in the south of the Neck. After a fierce battle, it severely damaged the Orc army and further approached the Rum Fortress.
Just as the fortress offensive was about to begin, Duke Hermann Meyer, who was located on the right wing of Beyeland's front, suddenly rebelled and allowed a front army commanded by Governor Manggulus to pass through the territory and raid the flanks and rear of Beyeland's army. The battle situation took a turn for the worse, and Beyelan's army, which was attacked from both sides, quickly collapsed towards the south.
Duke Meyer's rebellion was a terrible military disaster for Beyeland, as well as a major political disaster. The Duke's motives for making this choice are unknown, but what is certain is that the Duke's agreement with the clan alliance was not an ad hoc one. Warlord Manggrus even brought a terrifying but slow ancient behemoth "Behemoth", which caused huge casualties to Beyelan.
The governor and his army took advantage of the victory and pursued the victory, continuously defeated the Bayeran army through unprecedented mobile warfare, and occupied the ferry under Berimion Mountain, which threatened the rear of the Bayeran army, and prepared to launch a decisive blow.
When Beyelan's army was defeated, a defeated army launched a counterattack, seriously injuring Beamon and retreating in an orderly manner, collecting many defeated troops along the way. The unexpected rearrangement of this force threatened the right flank of the clan alliance, and a subsequent raid on the ford below Mount Berrymion followed. The troops of Governor Manggulus launched a counterattack but failed in the initial battle, and the antlers in front of the camp were also destroyed. At the critical moment, the military governor personally went to the front line to organize a counterattack and tried to restore the position. The Beyelan cavalry, which had been concealed on Mount Berimion, suddenly attacked from the side and rear. The warlord and his army were completely crushed, and he himself died on the spot.
The clan alliance's victorious march came to an end. However, when the war situation was slightly stable, hundreds of thousands of Holy Light believers in Odessa suddenly gave up their faith and held a grand ceremony in the city square to pray for the arrival of an unspeakable ancient god.
Under the quick intervention of the Church of the Gods and Beyelan, the advent ceremony of the ancient gods was terminated. Beyelan's main army subsequently arrived, and tens of thousands of believers were killed in the melee.
The meteorite fell north of Odessa.
The battle line returned to its starting position. Odessa, the most beautiful city in the northern part of the human kingdom, was severely damaged during the war, and a large number of famous people evacuated there.
Beyeland reached a new agreement with Odessa.
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“You must remain true to Him so great, so terrible, yet so merciful.”
There was a saint wearing a pure white robe decorated with gold threads. Surrounded by many beautiful girls, she walked through the charmingly scented candles and gorgeous murals to the terrace.
She raised her white arms, as if inspired by the gods, and asked the sea of people: "Do you promise me?"
A girl opened her eyes between the sheets. The dreamlike and beautiful scene is still in front of you. She rubbed her eyes and found that tears were streaming down her face.
On December 16, 1444 of the Second Age, a year of chaos and sadness was about to pass. Winter drizzle is falling in Metini, a small town two days away from Odessa. This is the seat of the Northern Academy of Magic. It is located on the northern shore of the Sea of Tranquility. There are several short breakwaters outside the beach. The peaceful and pleasant time of the town and the sound of sand lapping the shore have not changed for hundreds of years.
A group of youthful girls, wearing slim-fitting long skirts and academic robes decorated with mithril threads, held small umbrellas and walked through the white stone path along the street. The boys, dressed in straight uniforms, followed behind with handbags filled with textbooks on their heads. . They had just spent the weekend in the town, and they were walking briskly. The mischievous rain avoided the umbrella and fell on their arms and hair, and even wet the toes of their shoes. The nearby civilians and soldiers saw the coat of arms embroidered on their sleeves and lowered their heads to get out of the way.
The college is on a gentle slope by the sea. There are several Beyeland warships wandering in the distance on the sea, with white sails spread out and floating on the deep blue sea like clouds in the sky. The rain gradually subsided, and many beautiful carriages were heading to the port. Every once in a while, several light sailing ships disappeared on the sea accompanied by warships.
"These scenes are much more interesting than magic calculations. Will the young officers on the warship come to the Frost Festival dance~" Neferti turned the umbrella in her hand, put her racing thoughts back, and walked to the classroom of the academy. "No, no, I have passed my sixteenth birthday and I am a trainee witch who can control myself!"
As she walked, she mentally simulated the experiment of the magic course - using sapphire as the substrate, coating it with mithril or aluminum, and then repeatedly starting the light magic etching calculation model. In this way, the psychic model of entangled state and superposition state can be obtained.
Supposedly, something bad happened. A wise wizard encounters a ferocious villain, and it is difficult to cast his powerful spell at a critical moment. Calculation models pre-etched on gemstones and other media can skip the step of chanting configurations and effectively avoid psychic disturbances. Related research has received unprecedented attention.
But, it’s so difficult! How many gems are wasted! I think it would be better to make it into a necklace~ When Neferty passed by the college hall with some worry, she found many people standing in front of the bulletin board, and many unknown strangers walking around nearby.
In recent months, bad news has come one after another. The bulletin board was originally just a place to publish college announcements, but it has become a base camp for bad news: defeat, conscription, disaster, how unreasonable the Bijland treaty is, and so on. La~
"What happened again?" Nefertila looked at her brother's clothes on the bulletin board, "Let's go to class first."
The elder brother Naila and the twin sister look almost identical, and they are also freshmen who have just entered school in the fall. He is tall and thin, but his delicate facial features are not as childish as he should be at this age. His neat silver hair makes him look more mature and elegant than his actual age. He glanced at his sister silently, unhurriedly, and the calm expression in his eyes seemed to say - My sister, don't be in a hurry, we will always have time today.
Neferti ignored this and took her brother's arm, dragging him towards the classroom.
There are only a few minutes until the school bell. On a normal day, the classroom must be noisy. The crackle of spells being activated, spellcasting materials being added, and the sound of reciting lessons would not stop until the professor appeared.
But today the classroom is quiet, just like the restaurant on weekend mornings. Neferti came to the door and saw her classmates sitting sparsely in their seats. The seat next to Tiara was unexpectedly empty. She was a good student who would not be absent even when she was sick.
Why did she get sick? Her body yesterday, eh, how was she doing yesterday? I don’t remember, why didn’t I go visit the doctor? Maybe she didn’t want me to see her body when she was sick, which is understandable...
Neferti felt as if she had just woken up from a dazed dream. She was so confused and dazed that she couldn't even remember what she had done yesterday.
Ah, here, did I sneak out to go shopping yesterday, or did I see that late at night, could it be that I secretly drank sweet wine and drank it until I was unconscious? The only thing that's certain is that I definitely didn't review my lessons properly.
Her heart tightened immediately. The topics that may be randomly checked in class today are all being worked on by my good friend Tiara. Without her, Neferty would not even know where the report was written or what the framework was! What would you do if your professor asked you about your progress in class today——!
Tiara, where have you been? Neferti lowered her head and quickly came to her seat with her textbook in hand, trying not to attract other people's attention. She prayed that the professor would not notice her less than three meters away from the podium later.
I'm going to keep a low profile today...
"Oh, Miss Neferty?" the course assistant not far away noticed her and said with some surprise.
"Morning~" Neferti said in a very small voice.
"Good morning, Miss von Quimantha." Another young master from the Earl's family also greeted her.
Neferti was worrying about how she could become invisible in the classroom, so she ignored him and mentally deducted five points from him.
"This, this is Miss Marquis of Kwai Mantha?!"
"Huh? I heard..."
"Shut up you idiot, what an honor!"
Several strange middle-aged people sounded surprised and quickly stood up from their seats to salute Neferti, and then respectfully said hello to the twin brother walking behind.
ah--! Who are you? Why are you here in our classroom? Why don't you introduce yourself first? Are you here to make trouble for me? Neferty was as embarrassed as if she was being roasted on a fire. She turned her head and glared at them angrily.
Not long after she had just celebrated her sixteenth birthday, the girl's curves had already become slim and slim, and her smooth silver hair was like the Milky Way dripping from the sky. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, but she is not arrogant or domineering at all. Her bright and moving eyes were like bright red rubies, shining brightly under the shadow of her waist-length silver hair, and she scolded everyone with her cute and coquettish eyes. Although the owner of these eyes was very unhappy, the ungrateful strangers didn't notice it at all. They still stared at her with excited faces, as if they were honored and waiting to be favored.
How can these men stare at me? What a look in their eyes. It’s so annoying! The girl turned her head angrily, not looking at these inexplicable rude people.
At this time, the professor walked in. There are still many empty seats in the classroom, and I don't know where they have gone.
Roll call, call their names quickly! Neferti shouted softly in her mind. As long as there are enough absentees, it won’t be a problem if you can’t answer the questions later!
Suddenly, the sharp-eyed girl was surprised to find that Professor Lafayette had washed his hair and it was no longer so greasy. His wizard robe had been ironed and he also wore an Odessa Honorary Citizen Medal. This small medal was obtained for his etching research results, and he would only wear it on important days.
This change in appearance is what girls care about most, and it is very, very conspicuous.
Neferti noticed a different serious atmosphere in the entire classroom. She turned to look at her brother in the back row, trying to understand something from his eyes, but Naila remained motionless with an impeccable and serious expression like a ceramic doll; on both sides of the classroom sat the adults who had just said hello to her. Everyone looked sad and solemn. One of them also carried a wrinkled Charms textbook. He opened the book, spread it on his knees, and read carefully with his glasses on his eye sockets.
The silver-haired girl was surprised when Professor Lafayette said to everyone in a gentle and serious tone:
"Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished wizards and lords, this is my last lecture at the Medini High School of Magic. Beyelan has given orders, and it seems that he is not ready to let go of our production capacity and research team. . My team has been taken over. Today's class is over. The relevant personnel and equipment for advanced curse calculation research will board the fast ship to Homemonworth.
"Today is the last time I teach the theory of magic calculation here. I hope you will study hard."
Ah, those bad guys, their warships parked on the sea, this is what they are about!
Neferti felt extremely sad for a moment. The white-sailed warship became evil and ugly in her heart.
I have just started the course of spell calculation and vector design. Can I never learn it again? Is that all there is to it? I used to be shopping all the time, skipping classes to listen to operas, and studying in the evening... I feel so regretful when I think of this! The best course in Medini is just gone. I used to find them exhausting, but now they seem to be my old friends and I can't bear to break up with them. And the professor, although he is old and careless about grooming, I may never meet him again.
Neferti tried hard to take in every word of the professor's words and engrav them in her heart. However, as usual, she still didn't understand a lot... It was as if she had been absent for a whole month and couldn't understand anything.
Time flies.
Suddenly the school bell rang. Professor Lafayette turned pale.
"My friends," he said, "I—I—"
But he choked up and couldn't go on. It seemed like tons of weight were hanging on his hands. He could only lean against the blackboard and reluctantly made a gesture:
"get out of class is over, let's go."
Neferti and many of the girls began to cry.
Brother Naila slowly packed his things. After a while, he seemed to realize that he no longer needed the beautifully bound "Advanced Magic Calculus" in his hand, so he threw it on the table and stood up to leave. This made the sad sister particularly angry. She hurriedly followed her brother and wanted to criticize him.
They walked out of the classroom, and one of the elders in the college, the distinguished and learned Professor Julian, happened to meet them. The professor nodded slightly to the two of them:
"Naila, take your sister with you. Beyelan has asked you to board the ship today. Time is very tight..."
What? Get on board! Bayerland? I! The silver-haired girl who was sobbing softly was stunned for a moment.
