The gloominess of Oldenheim in the summer was swept away. The bright sunlight, which only appeared a few times a year, shone down from the sky. The light shone through the window and swept past the silver lamppost and the exquisite carvings on the window frame, leaving a series of faint light spots on the ground. Rosetta Augustus sat behind his desk. His gaze moved away from the light spots and did not speak for a long time.
In those spots of light, he seemed to see the mortal kingdoms at this moment. The light was connected by shadows, and those intersecting and isolated parts seemed to be unavoidable. But no matter what, a brighter era had finally arrived. Under the illumination of the sun, all the light and shadows gathered together to form this lush summer.
"Have you really decided not to interfere in this matter?" Diana, the head maid of the royal family in name and the leader of the rogues in reality, looked at the monarch she was loyal to and asked in a calm tone. "Bart Wendell was once the Imperial General in charge of the Winter Wolf Defense Line. His father and daughter now have a significant influence in the Imperial military system. Now that he is loyal to Cecil, this matter …"
"He was the Wolf General twenty years ago, and the Wolf General twenty years ago is already dead." Rosetta looked at Diana calmly. "For this era that is undergoing drastic changes, a Wolf General who left the military system twenty years ago and deviated from normal society for many years is meaningless. He can neither return to the military system of Typhon nor get his own place in the other parts of the Empire. And … "
He paused for a moment. In the afternoon sun, he seemed to recall some fragments of his youth. But those fragments quickly disappeared into thin air and turned into precise calculations and judgments.
"And compared to the value of Bart Wendell himself, I am more concerned about the loyalty of the Wendell Family. Bart has left Typhon, but Ferdinand and Andesha are still here. The other members of the Wendell Family and those military nobles who are in cahoots with them are still here. In this period of time when the storm has just subsided, the Empire needs the loyalty of these people more than ever."
Diana lowered her head. "I understand. Your judgment is indeed far-sighted."
Rosetta just shook his head, then suddenly let out a sigh. A strange look appeared on his face. "But this?
One of the ancient ancestors of the Augustus family had become a tree on Cecil's land?
Typhon's former most promising Wolf General has become a researcher under that tree … The direction of this world is truly unexpected. "
The ruler of the Imperium said with a weird expression, but he couldn't help but imagine what kind of 'surprise' Gwen Cecil would present when he met him next time. Did he really have to check the airtightness of the royal mausoleum and the tombs of the major noble families? It was said that after Gwen's' resurrection ', many Ansu nobles reinforced the coffins in their family's mausoleum.
Did he think it was a silly joke?
But now, he couldn't help but consider the reasonableness of it …
He did not mind the sudden return of a deceased ancestor of the Augustus family, but it was a different matter if a returning ancestor of the family suddenly became a member of the Cecil family.
"Your Majesty?" Diana noticed that Rosetta suddenly fell silent.
He couldn't help but ask, "What did you think of?"
"No?
Nothing?
Let's not talk about that. "Rosetta shook his head as he retracted his gaze from the light on the floor." Cecil just sent a message?
It's about the Gondor wasteland?
You should already know about it. "
"Yes." Diana nodded. It was difficult for the Ironman soldier's expression to change much, but her aura was still more serious than before. "I've already seen the transcribed report.
The content … is shocking. "
"Deep within the ruins of the Deep Blue Well, there are still ancient Gondor relics in operation, including the Ironman Army?
And a group of Apocalypse cultists who have escaped surveillance are operating in the depths of the wasteland, and may have stolen a considerable amount of energy from the Deep Blue Well … "Rosetta said in a low voice.
His finger subconsciously rubbed the gemstone ring in his hand. "Such a disturbing threat … has been operating under our noses for hundreds of years."
"The wasteland has always been under our noses?
But for a long time?
Everyone thought it was' dead '? "
Diana said calmly. "Even when the mutants broke through the barrier and invaded the human world in the past two years, many countries did not take it seriously. In the end, the wasteland did not show any clear 'malice' to the people in the safe zone, and everyone subconsciously thought that it would always be in this state of security lockdown."
"Now I understand why Gwen Cecil was so vigilant and wary of the Gondor wasteland after his resurrection." Rosetta said in a low voice. "As long as that thing exists, the world will never be truly safe. The funny thing is, until the day before the formation of the Alliance, there were still many who called the new outposts and fortresses Cecil built at the southern foot of the Gloom Mountain Range as the 'old man who is out of touch with the old threat' …"
"… I don't know how to evaluate the subtle tendency of human psychology, but I agree with your judgment about Gwen Cecil and the Gondor wasteland." Diana thought for a moment and then asked, "So what do you think of Cecil's plan?"
"They have proposed a long-term plan to counterattack the wasteland. They hope that Cecil, Typhon, and the Silver Empire can call on the forces in their respective areas of influence and push from the north and south of the Gondor wasteland at the same time. Their first goal is to establish a forward base at the foot of the Great Wall, and then set up a purification zone and more forward bases inside the barrier, just like what the pioneers did 700 years ago." Rosetta recalled the details in the message sent by Cecil. "At the same time, he also hopes to establish a means of communication and transportation that can directly cross the wasteland to replace the unstable sentinel data link and the Gondor Land Corridor … This matter should have been supported by the Silver Empire, or at least tacitly.
"Overall, this is an ambitious plan. Although I don't want to admit it, I'm afraid that only people like Gwen, who have experienced the second pioneering, would dare to propose such a thing. It's hard for people like us who live in a comfortable environment to make such a decision.
"As for my opinion … I'm inclined to support, at least in the first stage. We need to rebuild those bases and pioneer camps on the Great Wall. Whether we will go further into the wasteland in the future or not, at least we can't let the current state of ignorance about what's happening in the wasteland continue."
Diana looked at Rosetta's expression and slowly nodded. "Wise enough, and cautious enough."
"Now I'm curious about your opinion on this matter," Rosetta suddenly said. "Not as the head maid or the rogue commander, but as you … as the Ironman of Gondor. What do you think about this matter? After all, in a sense, that's your 'hometown', and there may be an entire army of Ironmen still in operation in the depths of the wasteland. "
"… I don't know what I should think. This is not in my list of responsibilities." Diana seemed to think for a moment and was a little puzzled by Rosetta's question. "I was indeed born in the Kingdom of Gondor, but the production facilities that created me and the creators who calibrated my mind have been annihilated in the demonic tide. I don't have any feelings of nostalgia for the polluting dust and poisonous water left behind after the demonic tide. As for the Ironmen army you mentioned just now … I do care a little. After all, I haven't seen my own kind for a long time. If they are still operating normally, maybe I can update some useful data from their mental cores to improve the operation of my own core.
"Of course, if you're asking for my opinion on the plan to counterattack the wastelands, then I'm all for it. It's a very wise and positive plan. Compared to sealing the deadly threat behind an energy barrier and pretending that it doesn't exist, bravely facing and trying to completely resolve the crisis is the most meaningful thing."
Rosetta stared at Diana for a moment. "If, and I mean if, you re-establish contact with the Ironmen army in the depths of the wasteland, and they or the individual with the command authority behind them ask you to 'return', what will you do? Does this order violate your oath of 'loyalty to the Augustus Family'? When the two orders conflict, how do you decide their priority? "
"… A long time ago, when your great-grandfather was very young, he often tried to use questions containing logical conflicts to guide me to shut down to avoid the afternoon class or the afternoon physical training." Diana looked at Rosetta with a blank expression. "Are you trying something similar now?"
Rosetta was also expressionless. "I am just a little curious."
"The Ironmen are mechanical soldiers subject to the logic system, but we are far more flexible than the so-called 'magic puppets,'" Diana said. "If the conflict you mentioned really happens, I will explain my actual situation to my superiors and seek forgiveness. At the same time, I will also explain to my superiors why I left the Ironmen network 700 years ago. In any case, an Ironmen army that has been operating until now will not lack an old-fashioned observatory security officer, and you will definitely need my hundreds of years of experience. I will never fall into the command conflict you hypothesized and shut down."
"Well, that's why I said, it's just 'if.'" Rosetta spread out his hands, and at the same time, he was suddenly a little curious. "But you just mentioned that when my great-grandfather was young … Would he really use this kind of logical question to try to guide you to shut down? I have never heard of such a thing … How did you deal with it? "
"I rebooted very quickly, faster than the speed at which he fled the room," Diana said quietly, and at the same time, looked behind Rosetta. In her pair of high-precision artificial crystal eyes, the arcane runes used to detect spirits were quickly refreshing. "And I should remind you that your great-grandfather is listening in."
Rosetta was stunned for a moment. She tilted her head slightly and looked to her side. She saw the ancestors of Augustus, who had been cursed by the God's Eye since two hundred years ago, standing behind her expressionlessly. Her great-grandfather was the closest to her, looking down at her.
Rosetta was silent for a few seconds, turned back, and resumed his sitting posture.
The curse that had lasted for 200 years was lifted, but the aftereffects … seemed to be going on for a while.
…
Above the Plains of the Holy Spirit, an anti-gravity aircraft that was much larger than the regular dragoons was sweeping through the clouds under the sun. Several dragoons and two fully-armed dragoons were in formation on both sides of the aircraft, flying together with the escort formation. The bright sun shone through the thin clouds and shone on the steel and crystal shell, creating a layer of dazzling silver light. At the same time, it also revealed the energy shield that covered the aircraft and the dragoons.
In the large aircraft in the middle of the formation, the cockpit that was much more spacious than the regular dragoons was divided into two parts. The rear half of the cockpit was semi-circular, with several seats arranged on the edge of the curved cabin wall. In front of the semi-circular seats was a magic net terminal device. At this moment, the light shield outside the cockpit had been activated, blocking the bright sky above, leaving only the most comfortable light in the cockpit. The magic net terminal projected the image of the Plains of the Holy Spirit. It was a real-time view from outside the cockpit.
Silver Queen Bersetia was sitting on one of the seats, looking at the holographic projection with a curious and amused expression. At the same time, she looked at the internal structure of the aircraft and the unknown arcanotech device. Beside her, Helene was a little nervous. She gripped the armrest of the seat, and frowned as she listened carefully to the buzzing of the anti-gravity ring under the floor.
"When I was in the palace, I heard about the magic-powered flight device. My master astrologer was full of praises for your groundbreaking progress in the field of anti-gravity, and praised your optimization and enhancement of the runes. To be honest, I once thought her reaction was a bit exaggerated, because the field of anti-gravity has always been the home ground of the elves," Bersetia said to Gawain, who was beside her. "But now I'm beginning to believe her evaluation of you. I can feel the energy flow near the anti-gravity ring. Your efficiency in using magic is unbelievably high, and it's actually so stable …"
"Mathematics is the cornerstone of the world, and the biggest feature of the cornerstone is its stability," Gwen said. "But compared to the Stellaris Sanctum of the Silver Empire, these small-scale anti-gravity devices should be nothing in your eyes."
"This is not the same, Uncle Gwen." Bersetia smiled. "The Stellaris Sanctum is indeed a great heritage, but its biggest problem is that it is just a 'heritage'. It was not even us Silver Elves who created it, but the more ancient original elves. If we can build a second Stellaris Sanctum, then we can be regarded as the pride of the Silver Empire. "
The heritage of the original elves, huh?
Gwen could not help but sigh. He sighed that an incredible miracle like the Stellaris Sanctum had now become a 'sole copy'. Rebecca had long coveted the 'ancestral technology' of the elves. She even had a grand dream of building a sky fortress similar to the Stellaris Sanctum. In fact, this was also Gwen's dream, but unfortunately, Cecil's technical strength was far from enough.
"How far are we from Thorin's Giant Tree?" Bersetia suddenly asked.
"We still have about half an hour to go," Gawain said. "You can use this time to sort out what you want to say to Beltilla. You haven't seen each other for hundreds of years."
Bersetia nodded softly. Some memories of several centuries ago came to her mind. In the corner of her eye, on the holographic projection in front of her, a very distant green suddenly appeared at the end of the horizon.
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