Rody nodded. "Although I can communicate with Sodelor through the Sorcery Array, the frontline battle cannot be reported in time. The information from the reconnaissance aircraft is delayed by half a day. In this kind of war, an hour's difference may be the difference between victory and defeat. I can't take chances on this."
Camilla knew that this was a critical moment, so she did not say anything more. She just looked down and said, "Then you must … be careful."
She was complaining that she could not leave Elsen City and continue to be a "guardian", but Roddy saw through her thoughts and smiled. "I won't go to the battlefield myself, don't worry."
He said as he stood up. "Temporarily block the news of me going to the frontline. If anyone from the cabinet comes to ask, create the illusion that I am still here. Traitors will be punished after the war, but for now, let them continue to be numb. "
"Understood."
Camilla took the documents and paused after getting up. She asked hesitantly, "When are you leaving?"
"In half an hour."
Hearing this, Camilla knew that this was actually farewell. She took a deep breath and made sure that no one was watching from outside the hall. She cautiously took two steps in front of Roddy and opened her hands slightly. Before she could make the next move, Roddy pulled her into his arms and smiled. "Are you afraid that I will become a monster and eat you?"
Camilla relaxed and whispered, "Every time we separate, I am afraid that it will be like last time …"
No matter how many times she said it, she was still worried about Roddy's safety. But she also did not want to stop Roddy from achieving his ambitious goal, so she left his arms and whispered, "I will wait for you to come back."
"Okay, be good and wait for me at home."
Roddy tried to make the atmosphere relaxed, but he did not know that the word "home" almost made Camilla cry.
After she left with red eyes, Roddy began to pack up and prepare to leave. Although he was only in command, he had brought the best equipment and weapons with him. After packing up, Akasha, who had changed into a combat robe, also came to the mansion with the white bone staff in her hand. Roddy had already called his team of advisors over. After all, when he was in the frontline, this group of people had to come up with ideas and strategies. Everyone, including Duncan, who was the oldest among them, had an indescribable excitement.
A few minutes ago, Roddy had just agreed to a new proposal submitted by his aides. He was signing it now and said, "Nip all threats in the bud, which can greatly reduce the cost of war."
Akasha didn't know what he was talking about, but she said thoughtfully, "'Viper Cross' may join the battle. They won't sit back and watch 'Rose Cross' sweep the country."
"Of course, this is also within my consideration. Don't worry."
Roddy smiled and handed the proposal to the servant beside him. "Pass it to the CIA."
He turned his head and directly signaled everyone to depart. The advisors were not combatants, so they were all wearing leather boots and uniforms. Roddy was fully armed, not even a bow, a sword, or any kind of elemental summoning stone. At the same time, he also brought Misha, who had been bored in the city for a long time.
They left through the back door of the mansion and directly boarded a transport ship. Under the cover of the enclosed cabin, they left the city, and then under the escort of a group of necromancers and soldiers, boarded the back seat of a truck heading to Domic Castle.
Although the advisors already knew about this mode of transportation, it was the first time they actually experienced it. Except for the slightly older Duncan, who looked a little pale due to motion sickness, everyone else looked at the scenery outside the window in amazement.
There were many carriages transporting food on the road from Elsen City to Domic Castle. Because most of the trucks were supplied to the frontline, a large portion of the supplies from Elsen to the frontline were supplied by the Paar merchant's caravan. Although the efficiency was low, at least they did not leave the road idle.
"There's still a long way to go before it's fully mechanized …"
Roddy reclined in his seat. He was already used to this kind of bumps, so he was not at all curious like the others. So when he was bored, he began to open various interfaces and observe the mission bar.
After the outbreak of the war, a yellow mission was automatically generated in front of Roddy: [Unify the Kingdom of Karen].
Obviously, in the eyes of the system, this mission was only "moderate" for Roddy, and the reward was not much, just a large amount of experience points.
Roddy was not too concerned about the reward of the mission now. As the mayor and prime minister, he needed to consider the future development and stability of Efta. But at present, in order to seize power, the strength of the army under his command was the first priority, followed by the problem of "energy" — Roddy and Kardashian had discussed how to use natural energy to create rechargeable crystals, but with the current theoretical basis, there was still a long way to go.
Wind, water, and electricity all had to be tried gradually, but "nuclear" and the like were probably impossible in this world.
With this thought in mind, Roddy felt a little sleepy. He planned to close his eyes for a while, but when he glanced at the "map column", he suddenly froze —
"Stop the car!"
*****
May 16th.
After Earl Harrison was captured, the intelligence theft in Suvala City had ended. As a member of the secret service, Nora could be said to have made a great contribution. But the war was far from the time to celebrate. After the secret service was replaced by new personnel, Nora quickly received a new mission because of her outstanding ability. At this time, she had already begun to pack up and rush to the next rendezvous point.
In the past few days, Nora had not only stolen intelligence information, but also secretly controlled Johnathan. Based on his confession, she found the royal intelligence agency that had bribed him. After confirming the identity of these personnel, Nora directly passed the information to Sodelor through the intelligence agency. The latter did not say anything and directly had the infantry division lead a team to clean up this group of people.
More than 30 spies of various kinds who provided intelligence services to the royal family did not even manage to escape. They were secretly imprisoned or executed on the same day. As they continued to move up, the intelligence strongholds and personnel information in the other cities were also roughly investigated. In other words, Charles II's intelligence system had completely collapsed from here.
But Nora did not care about these things. She was not the decision maker of the intelligence agency, but the sharpest dagger. If Nora had any other thoughts at this time, the only thing she wanted to do was probably to write a letter to Sodelor.
But after the war began, any act of information transmission outside of the work of intelligence personnel was prohibited. She did not want to touch this high-voltage line. So, looking at the simple salute in front of her, Nora could only rely on a daze to kill time while waiting.
"Dong dong dong —"
The sound of a bell came from afar. This was the signal for the trucks to start loading to the Holy Temple. Nora picked up her salute and strode forward to the orderly line of people in front, silently following behind.
These soldiers were very quiet. Without permission, no one said a word. Soon, under the platoon leader's lead, they stepped onto the trucks one by one. Nora's lonely figure seemed a little special. Coupled with the fact that she was a woman, it was inevitable that many eyes were sizing her up.
"Proof of passage?"
The soldier standing in front of the truck reached out to stop her. Nora handed over a piece of parchment with a wax seal. The soldier took it and carefully examined it, then stood at attention with a bang. "Sir! Please get on the truck! "
Nora had already been promoted because of her numerous meritorious deeds. But she did not feel much about it. She nodded and planned to get on the last truck. She was originally going to squeeze in with the group of soldiers, but when the platoon leader saw her attire, he tactfully let Nora sit in the front passenger seat of the truck.
After arriving at the station outside the Holy Temple, Nora wanted to find Sodelor who was in charge of the command center for a chat. But military orders were absolute. As a small figure in the intelligence department, she had no right to request an audience with the commander. So, she could only silently walk to the assembly point, hoping that the war would end soon.
After getting off the truck, she saw the huge camp outside the Holy Temple that had become a transit station. The barracks with numbered flags were neatly arranged. Even the empty space had a special number for identification. Nora walked to Rest Area 19, which was not too far away, and found that almost all the secret service personnel who had rushed over from other places had arrived.
"Hello, Sir!"
"Don't call me Sir. I haven't seen you for half a month."
Nora smiled. The five secret service personnel in front of her were all Teflin. They were acquaintances who had trained at the same time as her. So, the atmosphere was much more relaxed. But after a few words, an officer next to them handed them a scroll with a magic seal.
"I wish you all the best."
The people in the camp did not seem to want to say anything more. They put down the things and left in a hurry. Nola took the scroll and pressed a magic ring on her finger against the opening of the scroll, thus removing the magic seal. Once the seal was opened, she laid out the current mission on the only wooden chair in the lounge. After reading it carefully, she began to assign tasks like during training. Ten minutes later, she brought everyone to the transit area in the north of the camp.
Here, they stepped on the truck to Rayena. But other than Nora and the other five, only Roddy, Sodelor, Sally and a few others in the entire Efta knew the content and goal of their mission.
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