In the central stronghold of Leonard's defense zone, a bright green flame suddenly emerged from the empty grate under the stone fireplace. The Aura in charge of guarding the place stood up and raised their wands. They were ready to cast a Death Curse to solve the problem as soon as there was anything wrong.
However, an Ian with a stubborn blond hair appeared in the middle of the flame and spun like a spinning top.
After a few seconds, he stepped over the grate. His hair had already covered half of his eyes, and his eyebrows were drooping. He was so depressed that he did not even pat the ashes off his body like he usually did. The Aura guards naturally stepped forward and began to examine him, such as using spells to reveal his true form.
After the test passed, the head guard squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Officer Knox … As you reported before, those cunning people of the United Kingdom disguised themselves as many people to try to sneak in …"
"You did well …" Ian waved his hand weakly. He raised his head and saw a busy and noisy scene in front of him.
The main defense zone in front of him was different from the peripheral stronghold of the guerrillas. The stronghold of the guerrillas was purely for defensive purposes, and the personnel inside were only armed forces. However, the people here looked very mixed.
There were clerks in the United Kingdom's uniform, Aura, strikebreakers … Moreover, in addition to the defense zone that was cut off from teleportation and could not escape, a large number of personnel from the other defense zones that were captured by the United Kingdom also escaped here, so it looked like there were all kinds of identities.
Other than the professionally trained armed personnel, most of the other people were like a sheet of loose sand doing their own things. Some clerks hurriedly walked back and forth in the defense zone with documents in their hands, and the armed forces in charge of the defense were yelling and shouting to complete the various facilities.
Many of the wizards who had nothing to do gathered in groups of twos and threes, each of them holding the photos and flyers of the main defensive zone that Ian had seen distributed by the United Kingdom. They looked terrified, like frightened rats scurrying around.
The Ian frowned and looked around, only to find uncle Leonard sitting on a high-back wooden chair near a bunker. His face was a little sallow, and his red eyes were full of blood vessels. His hair looked very messy as he had not washed or taken care of it for several days in a row.
"Reporting!" Ian strode over and stood in front of Leonard. "I'm here to report on behalf of Macduff's team. I'm asking for backup."
"Support? Has your team already fought with the United Kingdom? What's the situation now? " Leonard stood up abruptly. Although his brows were still tightly knitted together, when he realized that it was an Ian coming over, his tone of surprise was a little higher than usual.
"We haven't officially engaged in battle yet, but due to some accidents … there are already casualties in the team. However, the remaining members are still defending the outskirts of the stronghold." Ian's voice was filled with grief and indignation. He lowered his head to hide his emotions as he recalled what had just happened.
Leonard looked at his nephew from head to toe. It seemed that the other party was indeed unharmed. His shoulders relaxed, and the expression on his face was no longer tense.
"Ian, contact them and tell them to abandon that stronghold and return safely." Leonard's wand cast a 'clean up' spell on Ian to make him look better. "I've received a meeting request from Commander Albert of the United Kingdom. I intend to listen to what he has to say before considering the specific defensive measures. If … what they say is true …"
"Uncle! I'm afraid the captain won't be willing to give up the defense so soon … Previously, all the members in Robert's defense area resisted and refused to surrender. Macduff asked for the opinions of the team members. We are not afraid of death and said that we will fight to the end … "Ian said in a muffled voice." Can you provide us with more resources such as magic alchemy bombs? They know that they can't successfully resist the United Kingdom … You know, the United Kingdom's army mentioned us before … So, they sent me away. They want to go all out and let the United Kingdom see the power of the American wizards … "At this point, Ian suddenly raised his head and stared at Leonard with the same red eyes." Uncle Leonard, you're the commander-in-chief. You can order me to go back. Macduff issued a military order as my boss and forced me to come here, but you can let me fight to the end with them … "
"Ian … President Piquelli has lost contact with us. You know this situation … Originally, the hope of winning this resistance was not high." Leonard sighed deeply and patted Ian on the shoulder. "Back then, Piquelli and I wanted to use a few victories and successes to drag out the defensive battle for a long time so that the international situation could force the United Kingdom to retreat … But now, no matter what the situation is on their side, they have not responded for so long. The meaning of our defense is indeed getting smaller and smaller." Leonard's voice was low as he stared at Ian. "If that's the case … Ian, we should take advantage of the fact that the United Kingdom doesn't want to suffer too many casualties … You should understand now, right? Too many sacrifices are meaningless in this situation … If it's really the Grim Reaper's problem, the magic community in the world will rely on the goddess and Allen. No one will consider supporting us …"
"Uncle … Didn't you say that we will never surrender?" Ian lowered his head. "There will be no American magic community in the future …"
"The premise of never surrendering is that there must be hope of resistance … That little bit of hope … But the situation is different now." Seeing the indignation in Ian's eyes, Leonard stood up straight and threw his indignation to the back of his mind. He then said in a serious tone, "In short, I don't agree with you going back, and I also don't agree with Macduff and the others' decision to defend to the end. Now, as the commander-in-chief of the defense area, I order you to call them all back. This is an order! Let us talk to them first … This is no longer a battle between wizards … "
Suddenly, Leonard and Ian stopped talking. They looked at the back almost at the same time. The shadow on the side of the bookcase began to move.
"Albert just returned to Lie City. My father and I happened to be free, so we came here directly."
Before Allen could finish his words, he saw Owen and Jessica coming out of the room. Penello stood behind them with a cold face.
After a brief moment of silence, the room was filled with shouts. The Auros reacted the fastest. They yelled and called for defense, and some of them rushed over with their wands to protect Leonard. Many of the clerical wizards were so shocked that the documents in their hands fell to the ground. They panicked and stepped back in a hurry, but when they heard the shouts of the Auros, they hurriedly ran to the sides and made way for the Auros. The messengers held their badges and quickly contacted the wizards outside. But when they heard the shouts of the Auros, they quickly ran to the back and made way for the Auros. The messengers held their badges and quickly contacted the wizards outside.
"Merlin, that's Allen Harris. Why did he come here in person …"
"Even the Mystic can't resist him. Can we resist him if we all attack together?"
"He also brought that she-devil …"
…
Despair spread in the defense area. For the American wizards who did not understand the situation, including the previous battles when the United Kingdom attacked Germany and Bulgaria, Allen Harris himself did not participate in the war. That was why the Americans were so lucky to win. But now, Allen himself appeared in the headquarters of their defense area …
Then, the fall of the entire defense area seemed inevitable.
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