Although the Sonia Sea wasn't like the Fog Sea, which often had a lot of fog, the northern region would still be filled with fog from time to time in the early morning of every autumn and winter.
Alger Wilson's Blue Avenger was sailing in such an environment, following the borders of Sonia Island back to the coast of Rouen.
He had stayed in the Northern Sonia Sea for too long, so he had to return for a debriefing.
In the pale white fog, the ghost ship quietly advanced, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as though it was a dream that didn't leave any traces.
Alger was surrounded by the wind as he stood in front of the window, admiring the white World outside. He allowed his thoughts to wander in different directions without restraint.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and some silvery-white light flashed in his pupils. He saw a huge ship with a sail silently sailing through the fog in the distance.
This ship wasn't alone. Behind it were many of its kind. One, two, three … They formed a long fleet.
Feysac's Sonia Sea fleet … They've all been mobilized … Where are they going? Alger's feet suddenly landed on the deck.
His gaze then turned to the other side, where Sonia Island was located.
After all the exchanges on the Tarot, Alger had already confirmed that the World was in a tense situation. War was about to break out at any moment. At that moment, he made the connection and had a certain guess.
To the Feysac Empire and the Kingdom of Rouen, Sonia Island was a very important place. If it were occupied by Rouen, the Feysac Eastern Navy would be stuck in the cold north, unable to vie for the various colonial islands in the Sonia Sea and unable to head to East Balam. At the same time, if they wanted to threaten the hinterland of Rouen, they had to cross the Amantha mountain range or cross Midseashire, passing through the defenses of several counties. It was very, very difficult.
And if Sonia Island was occupied by the Feysac Empire, all the ports in the north and center of Rouen would be within range of attack from here, including but not limited to Enmat Harbor and Pritz Harbor. If the Feysac commander was a little bolder and didn't care about the losses, they could even directly target the Rouen capital, Baekeland, which wasn't far from the port.
It was precisely because of this that the Twenty Year War erupted between the two countries. The Feysac Empire emerged victorious and obtained the crucial "southern passageway."
In the "War of the Violated Oath," Rouen won the war, but they failed to take back their territory. They only achieved half of their strategic goals.
Alger stared at it for a while and whispered with a serious expression,
"Is war about to break out …"
…
In Baekeland, a large number of Feysac airships entered from the north and arrived above the metropolis.
Just as they approached, the Holy Wind Cathedral and other places seemed to be prepared. The howling of the wind suddenly intensified, transforming into bluish-black blades that whistled towards the target like cannonballs being fired into the air.
Just as the giant blades were about to slash at the airship fleet's airbags, an invisible layer of defense appeared, blocking all the attacks.
Under the violent blows, the transparent "wall" began to sway, but in the end, it still managed to hold on.
At the same time, the cannons, machine gun muzzles, and throwing ports on the airships opened up one after another as they aimed downwards.
Bang!
As a hurricane formed around the Holy Wind Cathedral, explosive sounds spread out in all directions.
In such a terrifying storm, the airships were like ships sailing in the sea. They rose and fell amidst the mountain-like waves, about to be thrown into the distance.
At this moment, on the leading airship, a glow that resembled a mixture of blood and rust flashed. It enveloped all its companions and connected them one by one.
Suddenly, the Feysac airship fleet stabilized in the hurricane, no longer looking like a tiny ship in a huge wave.
The high-level powers of the Red Priest pathway belonged to war, and war was an art of gathering the masses!
This was the authority of a War Bishop!
After the Feysac fended off this wave of attacks, they pushed the bombs out of the throwing ports before the rest of the attacks arrived, allowing them to land.
And in the hurricane, the trajectory of these bombs became unpredictable.
Boom! Boom!
The corresponding cannon muzzles also flashed with sparks as they displayed the joy of the God of War.
The airship fleet didn't attempt to cross Baekeland. After entering North Borough, they immediately turned to West Borough. That was the political center of the Rouen Kingdom.
…
North Borough, Baekeland University of Technology.
The withered leaves of the parasol tree with Intis fluttered in the wind. Students were either carrying books or bags as they walked around the campus.
As members of a higher education institution, as the first batch of students of this newly established university, these young people were filled with vigor and yearned for the future. Every day, they would gather together to discuss their ideals, recite poems, and research technology. They were pure and happy.
Melissa Moretti walked in the middle of them and looked up at the wall clock at the top of the main teaching block. Her footsteps involuntarily quickened.
Today, she was going to Chancellor Momont's place to help with the preparations for the mechanical laboratory that was about to be announced.
This was something that she liked and was very interested in. It made her feel happy every day. She felt that school life was beautiful and that her classmates were adorable.
Subconsciously, Melissa looked at the steam locomotive in the middle of the square. Its massive and complicated body showcased the infinite charm of the mechanical domain.
Quite a number of students liked to gather there, knock, knock, and study the structure. However, the school did not encourage this, nor did it forbid it.
The corners of Melissa's mouth curled up into a smile as she was about to look away.
Suddenly, an iron-gray object fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the square.
Boom!
The ground trembled violently as all the glass in the main teaching block shattered. If Melissa wasn't far away, she might've been flipped over by the shockwave.
Countless screams sounded. Like the other students, Melissa fled in panic, not knowing what had happened.
After all, she was only sixteen or seventeen years old. She had never experienced such a scene before.
The billowing smoke and dust gradually settled. Melissa, who was hiding behind a tree, subconsciously cast her gaze at the spot where the explosion had occurred.
Her expression froze in an instant, and her gaze became dull.
The steam locomotive had already been torn to pieces, and its parts and fragments were scattered everywhere.
Some of the students around and passing by were already lying on the ground with mutilated bodies. They were no longer breathing. Some were covered in blood and had charred marks on their bodies. They were still moaning in pain.
Such a scene was like an oil painting. It was so unrealistic. Melissa stared blankly, momentarily unable to react.
Carter, a male classmate she knew who was very research-minded. Every time they discussed, he would confidently say that he wanted to become a ship engineer. But now, only half of his body was left, and his intestines were flowing all over the ground.
Udora, her classmate from the same faculty, clearly studied machinery, but she loved poetry. She was quite talented in this aspect and was very popular with the people around her. Sometimes, Melissa would also participate in their gatherings and quietly listen to Udora's recitation. She felt that she was really a charming girl. But now, one of her legs was badly mutilated, and she was moaning in a semi-conscious state.
…
In just a few seconds, the future of these people had been cruelly changed.
It wasn't until many teachers rushed out of the teaching block and began to rescue the injured and organize the evacuation of the students that Melissa woke up and hurriedly approached the teachers.
"Listen to me! Split into two groups. One group will go to the laboratory, and the other group will go to Tinis Cathedral. They both have underground areas that you can hide in. " Although one of the teachers' face was also filled with horror, he still calmed down and made arrangements in a clear and loud voice. He seemed to have received special training.
He looked around and saw that the students still didn't dare to leave the teacher's side.
He hurriedly said, "Don't worry too much. The enemy's airship has already turned around and is heading to West Borough. There's no danger here."
Following his words were the rumbling sounds of explosions coming from the southwest.
West Borough … The kingdom's upper and lower parliaments, various departments, and the city hall are all there … When Melissa heard the teacher's words, she immediately thought of many things.
As her eyes flickered, she suddenly pursed her lips and turned to run to the school gate, ignoring the teacher's shouts behind her.
Following the concealed area, Melissa quickly arrived on the street. She panted heavily and looked around to identify the direction.
At this moment, she saw the nearby subway entrance. Although she was flustered, she still remembered what the teacher had said.
"… There's an underground area to hide in!"
Isn't the subway underground? The bombing had just begun, so the subway shouldn't have stopped operating yet … As Melissa's thoughts raced, she rushed to the entrance that had traces of being bombed.
When she entered the underground, she found that there weren't as many people as she had expected. Most ordinary people who hadn't received any training wouldn't have thought of hiding here.
The subway had indeed not stopped operating, but no one checked the tickets. Melissa, who had been waiting for a while, ran up with her mouth tightly pursed, her face full of anxiety.
Three stops later, the subway stopped at King's Avenue. Melissa squeezed through the crowd and rushed out of the car.
Her strength had already recovered. She ran faster and faster along the stairs, and soon, she came to the surface.
At this moment, it was chaos everywhere she looked. Many buildings had collapsed and were burning with scarlet flames. Broken limbs, the dead, and blood were everywhere. Shouts, screams, and orders came one after another.
Seeing this scene, Melissa became even more anxious. She tried to run to the four-story building where the kingdom's Ministry of Finance was located.
However, the place was already sealed off. She could see that the glass was broken, and the walls were densely packed with bullet holes. There were still traces of explosions in some places.
Melissa went around the blockade and tried to enter, but she was blocked by the soldiers who were maintaining order. She became more and more anxious, and her eyes were already slightly red.
At this moment, she saw a familiar figure. It was Baansen without a hat, with black hair and brown eyes.
As soon as Baansen saw Melissa, he immediately came over. The anxiety on his face eased, and anger appeared.
He shouted, "Why did you run over here? Why didn't you hide underground! I'm very safe here!
"Quick, follow me over there!"
You didn't go underground either … Melissa, who had never been shouted at by her brother like this, wanted to reply, but her vision was already blurred.
"Phew …" After shouting, Baansen let out a breath and softened his tone. "It's good that you're fine. Quick, don't wander on the streets."
Hearing that, the panic and worry in Melissa's heart calmed down, it was a miraculous calmness. At that moment, she felt that even if she died, it was not that scary, at least she would not be the only one left in the family.
At this moment, a bomb was blown by the hurricane and landed in this area.
Suddenly, the bomb changed direction and flew away horizontally.
Boom!
It exploded in midair, only stirring up some wind.
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