The first batch of Alliance troops to support Tarlonde would continue to perform a year-long rotation mission on the northern continent until the next batch of reinforcements arrived. But before that, the military personnel responsible for the escort and the early handover work had completed their mission and returned to the northern port on the northern border of the Cecil Empire. After many days of separation, Byron could not help but sigh as he once again set foot on the land of the Empire.
Ever since the human countries lost the protection of the Church of the Lord of Storms seven hundred years ago and were sealed by the Endless Sea on this continent, mortal ships had finally challenged the endless sea once again. They had crossed the cold ocean and visited a continent far beyond the borders of human civilization before returning safely. This magnificent feat would definitely be recorded in the annals of history.
"After following His Majesty for so many years, I've encountered such things that will go down in history." Standing on the edge of the upper deck, Byron could not help but shake his head. "I'm kind of looking forward to seeing my name appear in the school textbooks."
"Don't worry, the history students will definitely scold you every time they see you." The voice of the adjutant came from the side. The imperial soldier in a navy uniform had a pleasant smile on his face. "Because they will have to recite the whole story of how you were blown by the sea breeze on the wasteland of Tarlonde for a few days. And they will also have to recite a lot of historical events that you participated in in other places."
Byron turned his head and glanced at the fellow who had followed him from the southern border to the present. He raised his eyebrows. "Attention! Turn back! "
The adjutant straightened up and turned back subconsciously. Byron then kicked the fellow's ass. "If you have time to talk nonsense, hurry up and do the handover!"
The adjutant twisted his body so that Byron's toes only grazed the edge of his uniform. He then shouted, "Yes, sir!" and ran down the deck happily. Byron curled his lips indifferently. He retracted his leg and looked up at the sky. The red-armored Giant Dragon hovering in the sky had gradually lowered its altitude. The whistling sound of its wings cutting through the air was heard by the crew of the Winter. After a series of deceleration and aiming, she finally descended to the upper deck of the battleship. When she was dozens of meters away from the ship, she let out a low roar and was shrouded in a layer of changing brilliance.
With a loud bang, the red-haired Dragon Mark Witch condensed out of the brilliance and landed on the deck not far behind Byron. She knelt on one knee and slowly stood up. The heat generated by the aftermath of the magic spread out from her body. The slightly distorted heat curtains outlined Ashalena's tall and slightly wild silhouette.
Byron frowned as he watched the scene from a distance. When Ashalena stood up, he finally could not help but mutter, "Can you jump closer the next time you land? Every time you jump a few dozen meters … "
"Are you looking down on the physical fitness of the dragonkin?" Ashalena walked out of the heat curtains and waved her hand indifferently. "Even a transcendent Knight like you can't get hurt from this height, let alone me. I jumped from a higher place when I was a child."
"No, I mean don't break my deck." Byron looked at the place where Ashalena had just landed with a worried face. "Do you know how much it will cost to fix the hole? Not to mention I have to write a report when I get back …"
Ashalena was speechless.
"What do you mean by that look?" Byron looked at Ashalena and inexplicably felt a trace of pressure from her eyes. "I didn't ask you to spend the money. It's mainly because I don't want to write a report to explain why there is a footprint on the deck …"
"There's a reason why you haven't gotten married for so many years." The Dragonseal Witch rolled her eyes slightly and waved her hand as she walked towards the ladder on the edge of the deck. "It's not entirely because you look rough and don't shave."
Byron stared blankly for a moment before noticing that the red-haired dragonkin lady had already walked past him to the edge of the deck. He finally reacted and immediately grumbled in dissatisfaction as he walked over. "I'll accept it if you say that I look rough since that's a good point. But you're wrong to judge my beard. Do you know how much effort I usually put into grooming it … Hey, don't walk so fast. Do you know where to go?"
"I can see it clearly from the sky. At least I can see the structure of the deck," Ashalena said as she suddenly stopped and turned to look at the middle-aged Knight who almost hit her because he could not brake in time. "Instead of talking about this, let's talk about your next plan. Are you going to rest here for a while? Or do you want to go back to your home in the Southern Territory? "
Byron stopped and thought for a moment before he said, "The higher-ups have ordered the transfer. The follow-up arrangements for the North Harbor and the Winter have already been made. The captain on duty and the second adjutant will take over. I'm going back to the Southern Territory."
Ashalena looked at him. "How are you going to go back? Take the magical train? Or the 'Cloud Bottom' transport plane? "
"Err … I'll take the train. It's pretty fast." Byron scratched his head. "I'm not very interested in flying machines. And to be honest, it's not as comfortable as the spacious train … Why are you asking this?"
"Oh? You're just 'not interested' in flying machines? " Ashalena didn't seem to notice Byron's last question. She just raised her eyebrows slightly, and a look of interest appeared on her face. "Then do you want to experience a transportation method that is more convenient than the trains and aircraft you have now?"
Byron did not get it at first. He was still wondering what could be more convenient than the 'Cloud Bottom' transport plane and the magical train. But soon he noticed the weird smile on the dragonkin lady's face and her eyes that had turned dark red. He quickly reacted and waved his hand. "No, no, I think it's better to use a more traditional mode of transportation …"
"The magical train is a cutting-edge thing. How can it be considered traditional?" Ashalena slapped Byron on the shoulder with the powerful strength of the dragonkin. "Relax, Captain. Things like flying experience are unfamiliar the first time, but familiar the second time …"
…
The late autumn wind was already quite chilly, especially in the wilderness of the northern region. The chilly wind swept across the open plains, sweeping away the withered plants and branches. It made people realize that the lush summer was long gone, and the bleak autumn and the cold winter that would soon arrive were approaching this world at a faster pace.
At the northern border of the Typhon Empire and the Cecil Empire, in the center of the traditional 'buffer zone' between the two empires, a majestic castle stood on the rocky highlands. The walls, which had not experienced much wind and frost, were still as neat and shiny as when it was first built a few years ago. The cold wind from the plains rolled up dust and fallen leaves, slapping on the grayish-white outer walls of the castle. It also rolled up the three flags flying above the castle, making them flutter in the wind.
Cecil, Typhon, and the Alliance. The three flags represented the role of the castle, which was built in the name of 'peace', at this moment. Under the flags were a large number of engineering teams, supply teams, technical personnel, logistics forces, and senior technocrats from the two human empires.
Windsor Mabel stood on the wall of the main entrance of the castle. Her gaze was fixed on the open wilderness outside the castle. On the land where the representatives of the two countries had walked before, a large number of temporary camps had already been erected. The engineering mages from Typhon and the mechanized construction team from Cecil had each brought out their highest efficiency. With a competitive speed, the barracks and walls were uprooted from the ground. They had also built temporary hardened roads between the various facilities. Further away, one could see two wide roads extending towards the east and the west. One led to the Longwind Stronghold, while the other led to the distant Winterwolf Stronghold.
The president of the Royal Association of Mages withdrew her gaze. Almost at the same time, a series of footsteps appeared on the nearby wall. She looked up and could not help but smile.
An old magician wearing a black robe was leisurely walking towards them. His stooped old body was steady in the wind, and a young black-haired female magician was following behind the old magician, as if she was a chick following his every step.
"Teacher." Windsor Mappel took the initiative to walk forward. Just like in the past, she had never considered her current status as a 'president' and a legendary champion in front of her teacher. "Why are you on the wall?"
"I'm not a weak old man who needs to be well protected in a warm room," the old sorcerer Daniel said faintly. "His Majesty sent me here to ensure the progress of the project with you, not to drink tea and read newspapers in my room every day."
"You're right." Windsor Mappel smiled. Although her teacher's tone was still quite flat, it was obvious that this daily conversation was much better than the cold and hostile state when they broke up. Windsor Mappel was quite satisfied with this progress. "His Majesty attaches great importance to this joint project, and with you here, it's a lot more reassuring."
Daniel waved his hand casually, looked up at the construction site outside the castle, and asked casually, "How's the progress so far?"
"The planned engineering team has all entered the site, including Typhon and Cecil. 90% of the technicians are in place, the supplies are sufficient, the roads between the camp and the rear are smooth, and the basic communication facilities, living facilities, and storage facilities have been built," Windsor nodded and said in a good mood. "The next step is that Cecil will build a total of eight large energy stations around the castle, using their most advanced stacked magic network to ensure a huge energy supply during the process of opening the door. The energy stations and the main facilities will be connected by two means, the wireless transmission of magic energy obelisks and the physical transmission of energy rails at the same time to ensure the security and stability of the energy supply to the maximum extent.
"As for our side, the facilities outside the castle are mainly to provide remote monitoring, and our main project is inside the castle. According to the plan, we will set up the focusing device and the restraining ring needed to open the door in the main hall of the castle, and at the same time, we will need to remove part of the existing walls to accommodate the overly large cooling and waste energy release devices. To ensure that the strength of the main building will not be reduced, the engineering team will also need to add some new support structures and walls at the same time.
The second part is to purify the elemental environment to minimize the interference of the natural magic in the environment to the 'pure arcane energy' as much as possible. This is a very reasonable request made by Cecil's technicians, and we will do our best to cooperate. The third part is to set up 'mind protection runes' near the main hall. You should have seen them in the files. It is said that the runes are the blessing power from the deep sea, a gift from the sirens to the Alliance, and His Majesty very much approves of them … "
Listening to Windsor's detailed description, Daniel could not help but smile, "Yes, of course I've seen them. They are very incredible, and very effective in protecting against the spiritual pollution from the gods."
"Exactly. According to one of the plans, if there is a backflow of pollution during the opening of the door, the rune system set up at the scene and the 'anti-divinity barrier' brought by Cecil's people will immediately work to suppress and block the pollution, at least giving us time to evacuate the scene and blow up the portal. "Windsor nodded." The entire enchantment project will be carried out simultaneously with the construction of the main device. We estimate that we will need to set up as many as tens of thousands of enchantment nodes … "
"It doesn't sound easy," Daniel said faintly.
"Yes, it is very difficult. This is not enchantment swords or armor, nor is it creating a magic chamber. This time, we are going to enchant a whole castle and turn it into a veritable 'magic product'. The scale is unprecedented," Windsor said solemnly, and finally showed a confident smile. "But I am very confident. The whole system is designed by me and has been through many deductions. Cecil's people have also used their 'neural network calculation' technology to conduct simulation verification and determined that its efficiency is more than 98%. According to the results of previous scholars, as long as the efficiency of the enchantment system can exceed 90%, it can provide sufficient protection for the whole process … "
Windsor proudly described her design, which reminded Daniel of some of the past. He recalled that many years ago, this talented apprentice excitedly showed him every progress in the field of magic, every idea … She could always come up with such things that could amaze people around her, and almost within a few years, the things she came up with had reached a level that he could not control …
Many years ago, this was the biggest obstacle in his heart.
"Windsor, you are indeed very talented in this regard," Daniel said with a very flat expression.
Windsor finally stopped. She was a little embarrassed and annoyed. "Er, sorry, mentor, I just …"
"This is a good thing." Daniel laughed. "We do need your talent now."
Windsor looked at Daniel with some surprise, but the old mage's attention had already shifted elsewhere. He looked at the atrium of the castle within the walls, and his gaze fell below a flag of Cecil. He seemed to be very casual as he said, "Is that the technical officer of Cecil's side here?"
"Yes, the technical officer of Cecil arrived a few days later than us. He just arrived in the castle today." Windsor Mappel nodded. "We should pay him a visit."
"Indeed." Daniel laughed. "We should pay him a visit."
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