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Chapter 1111

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Auspicious View Garden, Floating-Space City.

The situation had become more and more serious.

The news from the north proved that the Light of Truth Floating-Space City had been attacked by the Star Beasts.

Although a clone of the Emperor of Arcane had defeated the enemy there, the scattered invaders still brought all kinds of unimaginable disasters and losses to the Arcane Kingdom.

Remote villages and cities fell one after another, and areas of human settlements were slaughtered and burned down. There was not much time left for the Morian Plane.

The upper echelons of the Arcane Kingdom were well aware of the disaster faced by the Morian Realm, but when the news reached the middle echelons, the relevant content was much simpler and cruder. And when the news reached the ordinary arcanists, the information was so vague that it was difficult to tell whether it was true or false.

As for the ordinary people at the bottom of the realm, they were the targets of abandonment. Naturally, it was impossible for them to know what kind of disaster was about to befall them.

The large-scale selection of arcane apprentices took place abruptly.

It wasn't the time for the selection of arcane apprentices, but the Floating-Space Cities in various places had issued mandatory orders to the regions under their jurisdiction to select excellent arcane apprentices and send them to the Floating-Space Cities.

A large number of excellent and talented children were selected and sent to the Floating-Space Cities one after another. The city, which was facing a great danger of war, was rejuvenated by the injection of a large number of living blood.

The Empire was retreating … Such news was no longer a secret, but it had become a heated topic of discussion among all arcanists and apprentices.

Most of the arcanists were naturally included in the retreat list, but the arcane apprentices' list was relatively small.

As the center of arcana in Kentoslo, Ruien Province, the floating city of Ruien had thirty thousand arcana apprentices living, studying, and researching here. Together with the newly selected young fellows, the number was close to fifty thousand.

According to the authoritative information circulated internally, the number of apprentices that the Arcane Kingdom could transfer was up to 4,000.

After all, the entire Arcane Kingdom had seven continents, more than 20 provinces, and 76 Floating-Space Cities. Even if each Floating-Space City only selected 4,000 people, that was a huge number of nearly 300,000.

Besides, apart from the future arcana apprentices, every floating city also required the relocation of a large batch of arcanists, arcana equipment, and all kinds of sophisticated instruments. There was also a huge amount of resources and materials, as well as all kinds of daily necessities.

To be honest, even the quota of 4,000 arcane apprentices was squeezed out by the upper echelons of the Arcane Kingdom after they gritted their teeth and gave up a group of arcanists with no development potential.

However, the people at the bottom would never be able to understand the good intentions of the higher-ups. They were still obsessed with the simple comparison of numbers.

Fifty thousand versus

Four thousand...

What a huge disparity between the two numbers!

If the units behind them were gold coins, the huge disparity would be enough to make people secretly sigh in amazement. But if the unit behind them was human life, the value of the immersion was even greater, to the point that it was difficult to estimate in detail.

Over the past few days, everybody in the floating city of Auspicious View Garden had been anxious. All the arcanists were busy with the transfer of resources and the allocation of assets. As a result, most of the arcana institutions and facilities had been shut down. Those arcana apprentices who were at a loss were either inquiring about the withdrawal list, or knowing that they had no hope of squeezing into the list of 4,000 people, they could only pack their luggage and prepare to return to their homeland and hometown.

Although it was difficult for them to understand the current situation of the war, and it was difficult to know the dynamics of the higher-ups, but the difficulty of the situation was obvious to all.

In the territory of the Arcane Kingdom, there had been six or seven terrible incidents of foreign invaders openly attacking the Floating-Space City. Although most of the attacks were repelled and the invaders were destroyed, there were still two Floating-Space Cities that became sacrifices of war, and they fell from the sky amidst the wailing of thousands of people.

The Floating-Space City fell … Such a thing had almost never happened in the history of the development of the Arcane Kingdom in the past ten thousand years, so the confidence of the people of the Arcane Kingdom was particularly tragic.

The Floating-Space City was no longer the Sky Garden that would never fall, and it was no longer the arcane fortress that was absolutely safe in the hearts of the people of the Arcane Kingdom. Many news from all over the world also showed that most of the invading monsters were targeting large cities and the Floating-Space Cities.

Therefore, in the case of the Arcane Kingdom's decline, staying in the Floating-Space Cities would not only not feel safe, but it was even more worrying.

Many arcane families who were not qualified to join the withdrawal fleet had to find another way. They built some shelters in the most desolate and secluded places on various continents, ready to welcome the coming dusk of arcane magic.

Therefore, those arcana apprentices who were not selected in the list of 4,000 people were also anxious to rush back to their families as soon as possible, and strive to occupy some better positions for themselves and their relatives in those safe fortresses. And in order to strengthen the prestige of their families and to seek a greater right to survival, they were also trying their best to win over some helpless high-grade apprentices.

And Lucia, as a beauty with the title of senior apprentice in alchemy and puppet making, naturally received the most olive branches. Unfortunately, Lucia was unmoved, and she simply refused everyone. She still went on as usual, shuttling between the Arcane Research Room, the library and the Arcane Academy every day.

On this day, Lucia, as usual, was holding a thick pile of arcane books and hurrying along the familiar white path, surrounded by apprentices who were also in a hurry. There was no smile on everyone's face, and there were no more relaxed young figures beside the soft beaches and beautiful fountains. The whole Floating-Space City seemed to have fallen into a kind of low pressure, depressing and painful.

Lucia walked silently with her head down.

It was not until she saw a familiar corner of a cloth robe and a pair of exquisite arcane leather boots that she stopped in surprise and raised her head.

The person in front of him was the handsome young acolyte Sauron, who exuded a heroic aura.

His brows were knitted, his face was haggard, and he looked like he was suffering from a lot of things.

"Soran, you … haven't left yet?" Lucia covered her mouth in surprise.

Looking at Lucia's beautiful and bright eyes, Soran's dry mouth opened and closed several times, and finally spoke.

"My grandfather has decided to evacuate today …"

"Congratulations! I will bless you … "Lucia's face showed a sincere smile.

Soran's painful eyes carefully examined Lucia's face, but he could not find any trace of falsehood or pretense in her smile.

"Grandpa has urged me to leave … I just want to ask you one last time, you … really don't want to go with me?"

Lucia slowly stopped smiling and shook her head solemnly again.

"Lucia … I … I take back what I said before. I won't use this quota to force you to do anything anymore. You … you're free … Come with me, I won't force you to do anything you don't want, I just ask you to go with me … okay? " Soran said with difficulty. The expression on his face was painful and distorted. Obviously, he had made a great determination to make this decision.

Lucia was stunned at first, and then a beautiful smile slowly bloomed on her face.

She took a step forward, cupped Soran's face, and willingly gave her first kiss.

However, just when Soran was about to go crazy with joy and wanted to hold her, Lucia suddenly stepped back and got out of his arms.

"Soran, let's go!" Lucia's little face was still red from the kiss just now, full of breathtaking brilliance, "This kiss is our farewell gift. We may never see each other again, so … I hope you can leave without any worries, for the future of the empire, for the inheritance of arcana civilization! "

"No … Lucia, I … I can't leave you here!" Soran fell from the peak of joy to the deep valley, obviously unable to accept the reality in front of him, and his voice was almost hoarse.

"I won't leave!" The shyness on Lucia's face faded, but because of the strange look in her eyes, there was another layer of holy brilliance, "My life belongs to arcana! Even if I face death in the next moment, I will not stop my steps. This … is the oath I made when I was elected as an arcana apprentice, and it is also the belief I have pursued all my life. So, even without this disaster, we are not destined to be together! I hope you can understand my feelings … "

Soran's expression was painful and sad.

After a long time, he finally got out of the way to the Arcana Academy.

Lucia took a deep look at him and hurriedly set off again.

Looking at the pretty and determined figure, Soran felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. Soran finally shed tears.

Unknowingly, an old arcanist appeared beside Soran. He also silently looked in the direction where Lucia disappeared, and his eyes were full of loneliness and pain that couldn't be concealed.

"She's a good girl … Unfortunately, she doesn't belong to you!" The old man said bleakly, "If I were as carefree as she was, maybe I would make the same choice as her. Unfortunately … "

The old man lowered his head and adjusted his mentality, then raised his head again.

"Let's go, Soran! There's no hope here … The task of rebuilding a new Arcana Kingdom in another world isn't easy. Your future isn't here, it's far away. The glory of arcana, the glory of the family, we're all old, these can only be inherited and carried forward by you. So, cheer up, bite the bullet, for the Arcana Kingdom, for the Jhonas Family, live strong! "

Soran's body trembled slightly.

After a long time, he finally wiped his tears, turned to face his grandfather, nodded and said, "I understand … Let's go, grandpa …"

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