In the city of Houlier, Talia, who was lying in front of the table, suddenly opened her eyes.
She had been working on her thesis through the night, and had finally finished editing the first draft last night. However, due to the exhaustion of the past few days, she had fallen asleep after finishing the last stroke in the wee hours of the morning.
However, the reason she woke up was not because she had slept enough, but because she had a strange premonition. Puzzled, she looked around and murmured, "What does this mean …"
As if afraid that she would forget, Talia picked up the pen on the table and quickly drew a few strokes on the blank paper beside her. She then stared at it in a daze for a few seconds. She did not know what she had drawn, but she felt that it was the image of the thing in her dream.
However, it was just an unimportant dream. Talia turned her gaze back, and only then did she realise that her neck and back were aching badly after sleeping for a night.
She stood up and rubbed it for a long time. Just as she was about to wash up, she heard footsteps outside the door. Talia tilted her head and looked over with a raised eyebrow. "Silvia? What's the matter? "
Silvia was wearing a robe that never changed, but there was some worry in her eyes. That was because she had just received a notification from Mage Edith that Talia was' abnormal '. This usually meant that the' demonic invasion 'was intensifying.
Under layers of protection and various measures, Talia had been extremely stable recently. Whenever something happened to her, it usually meant that the demonic forces would take further action.
Silvia really did not want the 'war' to escalate. She was worried that Talia would have a serious reaction, but when she saw Talia holding the toothbrush, she was stunned. "Are you … feeling alright?"
"I'm fine. I stayed up too long last night and slept on the table. My neck hurts a lot now."
Talia rinsed her mouth, tied up her hair and walked out of the bathroom. "Why are you suddenly asking about this?"
"There was a warning from the Magic Tower just now. It seems to be related to demonic waves, so I came to ask if you have any reaction. But you seem … normal?"
Silvia was also a little confused. Logically speaking, Edith would not lie to her, but Talia did not look much different from before.
"Waves? Was it detected by the magic circle? I didn't notice, but … "
She recalled the reason she had just woken up, and without reservation, she explained. "I did suddenly wake up, and it felt strange. I can't remember the content of the dream, but I vaguely remember that someone I know is looking for me, but I don't really like him..."
Her description was vague, but Sylvia didn't dare to let her guard down. She asked nervously, "Who is it? A friend from before you came to Hollier City? "
Tyriya paused and then said, "Apart from Naifei, I really don't remember any other friends, not even Wizard Ethan. Ah, right, I felt that the content of the dream was strange, so I drew a picture."
Sylvia hurriedly took a few steps forward and looked at the contents of the painting. Hesitantly, she asked, "This is … a tree?"
"I don't know why I saw this thing. It's red, it looks weird, and it's pretty disgusting."
"What does this have to do with your friend?"
"I don't know. In my mind, I was thinking about that guy looking for me, but what I saw was this. I can't remember the other details."
Tyriya had already finished washing her face. Seeing Sylvia's serious expression, she gradually realized that something was wrong. "This … Isn't this a little troublesome?"
"I don't know if it counts, but it definitely has to be reported … Wait for a change of clothes, I'll bring you to the top."
"Alright, I'll clean up now."
After all, she had been receiving 'treatment' from the Magic Tower for the past few months. She had been living a comfortable life here, and her spellcasting and mental strength had greatly improved. She attributed it all to the tolerance and support here, so she supported the decision of the higher-ups from the bottom of her heart.
Sylvia walked to the door and waited for her, not forgetting to ask, "By the way, how's your thesis going?"
"I've just finished revising the draft. I'm thinking if I should …"
"This is a chance for them to take a look first. With the guidance of the Dragons Lord, it's better than blindly trying to figure it out, right?"
"Ah … You're right. I'll bring the thesis along!"
Tyria put on her robe and combed her messy hair again. She picked up a stack of papers titled 'On the Feasibility of Controlling Low-rank Demons with Psychic Waves' and followed Sylvia's footsteps, quickly heading to the top of the magic tower.
Roddy, who was sitting in the conference room, was currently reading the battle report that had just arrived from outside Florence City. When he saw the familiar word 'Sauron', he was momentarily dazed …
Once upon a time, the Orc's' King of Ten Thousand Axes', Great Chief Sauron, was a valiant existence akin to a God of War in the hearts of the players. In several battles, he had used his god-like tactics and bravery to render the defensive line of the Kingdom of Karen useless. But now, not only was he chased to the other side of the deep forest, he was even captured by a small team of 300 men on the day of the demons' invasion.
This was definitely not because the opponent was too weak, but because … times had changed.
The scene of him fighting with Sauron in the past was still vivid in his mind. But now, be it in terms of level or resources, there was a huge difference between them. The fate of fate made Roddy sigh at the changes he had brought to "history".
But he did not dare to underestimate Sauron's ability. Looking at the brief battle report, Roddy frowned and asked, "What happened in Florence City? I didn't see Davian's analysis … As the Great Chief, why would Sauron suddenly leave with his team? The number of people who encountered him ranged from 1500 to 1600? He just gave away the city that he had just conquered? "
"Prime Minister … The information in Florence City was provided by the 'Intelligence Bureau', but there has been no update until now …"
Roddy raised his eyebrows and said, "If there's a problem, just say it."
"The General Staff is just guessing that something happened in Florence City that caused the Orcs to evacuate in a hurry. But because there is no further information, it's hard to confirm at the moment."
"Continue to investigate. Tell Sauron that there is no need to change the plan for Fort Russe. I don't want to leave an Orc lair there and continue to develop."
"Yes, Prime Minister."
Roddy heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was thinking about whether he should go to the research department, he suddenly noticed that the "Mission Pane" was flashing a notification.
For a period of time, his "Mission Pane" notification had never stopped. Because of the huge territory that he now controlled, the missions in the "Mission Pane" would often pile up to two hundred missions. Roddy usually did not have time to look at them carefully. Basically, he would just glance at them, confirm that they were words like "Exterminate the demons", and then close them.
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