Grand Consul Bodwin Franklin looked particularly solemn when he said that, but Gawain felt that it did not sound right. Although he knew that Duke Bodwin would not exaggerate at this moment, it still sounded weird when he put the words' outstanding military service 'on Rebecca's head. Next to him, Heidi even said subconsciously, "She didn't cause any trouble, did she?"
"Of course not." Duke Bodwin looked a little helpless. He obviously knew how Rebecca usually was. "Her Royal Highness is very cautious this time. She has not done anything other than commanding the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn. So far, the air forces led by her and Kinna have completely disrupted the enemy's offensive on the western front and driven the enemy's main force to the east of the Wind Erosion Valley. Ms. Wenna and I have led the ground forces into the central area of Aurelia and began to cooperate with the local garrison to eliminate the out-of-control mutants wandering in the mountains. Besides, we have successfully established a temporary communication network with the help of the aerial platform. Now, communication with Helm City and Red Jade City has been restored. But the southern area is still in a state of interference. "
"Byron will soon build a new communication station on the southern coastline," Gwen said with a sigh of relief. "It seems that the crisis on the western front is finally over for the time being."
"Yes, the pressure on the western front is decreasing. We will join forces with Aurelia's army and begin to recover and purify the fallen land in the east." Duke Bodwin nodded. He hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Besides, the enemy troops on the western front are collapsing faster than we thought. After the enemy retreated, they left behind a large number of uncontrolled mutants in the contaminated area. Although there is no clear evidence yet, I suspect that one of Her Royal Highness Rebecca's attacks may have successfully destroyed the enemy's command system."
"She destroyed the enemy's command system?" Gwen was immediately attracted by this information. "Tell me in detail."
"Yes." Bodwin nodded. "In the last stage of the battle of Red Jade City, Her Royal Highness Rebecca ordered the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn to shoot at the Wolfridge Mountains. We suspect that the enemy's command center is there. After several attacks, the enemy's retreat suddenly fell into a state of disorder. After that, the frontline reconnaissance troops observed that some of the mutants had reestablished order after the chaos, but a large number of mutants were obviously permanently out of control and began to wander in the mountains and ruins like ordinary monsters. Until now, the wandering monsters have not shown any signs of returning to command. But now we have not found any direct clues as to where Her Royal Highness Rebecca's attack hit … "
"Then we can temporarily assume that she has destroyed the enemy's command center. This is not important. What's important is that according to your report, there were obviously other dark priests who took over the command of the mutants on the western front, but there were still a large number of monsters permanently out of control." Gwen's expression turned serious. He had found a crucial clue in this information. "The monsters that are permanently out of control are the key. This shows that the dark priests' 'rule' over the mutants is not so stable. If we cut off their command system in some way, even if they reestablish contact later, a considerable number of monsters will be out of control."
At this point, Gwen thought for a moment. "The main gun of the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn … I remember that the range of the fortress's conventional main gun should not be able to shoot directly from Red Jade City to the Wolfridge Mountains, so what Rebecca fired at that time should be …"
"The supercritical accelerator." Bodwin confirmed Gwen's guess. "She completed the final assembly of the accelerator during the voyage of the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn. The bombardment of the Wolfridge Mountains was the 'test firing' after the final assembly. Now Her Royal Highness is still leading the technicians to continue to adjust and optimize the rail structure of the supercritical accelerator, and she is going to build another one near the central axis of the fortress. "
"She actually finished building that thing during the voyage of the fortress?" Gwen muttered in surprise. "And she is going to build another one? That is indeed her way of thinking. "
Heti said thoughtfully, "Well, we have been studying how to destroy the command system of the mutants. The monsters are a huge threat mainly because they suddenly have discipline and tactical awareness. The technicians believe that a powerful energy disturbance can interfere with the mental signals released by the dark priests behind the monsters, but we have not found this' powerful energy source '. Now it seems …"
"Now it seems that giving Rebecca three additional budgets and not blaming her for blowing up the laboratory was the right decision. The value of the supercritical accelerator is huge. At least it has proved its value on the battlefield this time. "Gwen smiled and looked at Heti. He then turned to look at Duke Bodwin." In my opinion, two supercritical accelerators on the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn are still too few. Whether the reason for the mutants to get out of control is that the bombardment of the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn killed their command node, or the energy shock released when the accelerator exploded cut off the connection between the mutants and the controller, we need more accelerators.
"Tell Rebecca to focus on building. All the applications for construction and modification of the Dawn of the Earthly Dawn will be approved during wartime. She has full authority to decide. If there is not enough material on board, she can report it. Air transport will send it to her. The top priority is to further enhance the combat capability of the aerospace fortress battle group and verify the destructive effect of the supercritical accelerator on the mutant legion."
Gwen instructed seriously. Suddenly, he thought of something and his expression became very serious. "But remember, neither you nor Rebecca is allowed to plunder local resources or property. If you can't, you have to buy them. Violators will be treated as treason. This is very important, especially for the ground troops you lead. You must send this admonition to the most basic commanders and let them repeat it to the soldiers. We can't fight a battle where we beat back the enemy and then scatter ourselves. "
"Please rest assured." Bai Dewen immediately straightened up and said in a deep voice, "Before we set off, I have repeatedly emphasized the issue of discipline to the soldiers. After two years of vigorous reorganization and restructuring, the Western Army has now abandoned many of the barbaric abuses of the old era. Next, I will also spread your admonition to the whole army. Cecil's soldiers regard discipline as the foundation of their glory. This will not change no matter where the expedition is. "
Hearing Bai Dewen's solemn promise, Gwen slowly nodded. At this moment, an additional communication suddenly connected to the magic network terminal in front of him.
When the communication was connected, he saw Veronica holding a platinum scepter. She nodded slightly to Gwen. Behind her was the scenery of lush golden oak trees in the dark. "Your Majesty, the mutant samples captured at the front line have been sent to the experimental site."
"They have been sent?" Gwen's eyes lit up. Apparently, he had been waiting for this news for a long time. "Very good. I'll be there soon."
After that, he stood up and looked at Heti in the holographic projection. "Heti, you will preside over the next meeting."
Heti in the projection nodded. "Yes, Ancestor."
Gawain strode towards the door of the study not far away. A swift shadow flashed through the air, closely following Gawain's footsteps.
In the dark and silent depths of the Courtyard of Disobedience shrouded in endless shadows of Chaos, a huge golden oak tree stood quietly in the center of a lush lawn. The faintly glowing canopy covered the once barren and desolate broken land. The vegetation that grew on the land covered and filled the crisscrossing cracks on the ground. This' garden 'built by Amoun had become a particularly eye-catching and wonderful' sanctuary 'in the dim Realm of Shadows. The Gondor mages who built the Fortress of Disobedience would never have imagined that one day, the god who slept here would wake up and transform the place into such a state.
Veronica held the platinum scepter in her hand and stood quietly in the faint light cast by the golden oak tree. She seemed to be enjoying the exotic flowers and grasses around her, but also seemed to be sizing up the huge figure lying quietly among the flowers and grasses. The huge figure, the holy white deer Amoun, was staring at the woman standing in front of him. After a while, he could not help but say, "I feel awkward when you look at me like this."
"You were once a god. Why would you feel awkward when a mortal looks at you?" Veronica had a faint smile on her face as if she was joking. "Under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be the mortals who feel nervous and in awe when they look at your body?"
"Back then, when you led a large group of mortals to carry out the 'Disobedient' plan, which one of them was nervous and in awe?" Ah Moen said leisurely. "You even ordered them to slice me up. Don't I feel awkward when I see you?"
"… Me? Well, that's about it. It's me then." Veronica shook her head with a smile and said gently, "At that time, who would have thought that your real personality was actually like this? No one would have thought that you were just faking your death for so many years. Fate is really an unpredictable thing."
"Personality … Don't talk about 'personality' to a god who has not yet escaped the shackles of divinity, and don't believe in the 'humanity' of a god before he is free. That is something we can't control." Amoun shook his head gently. "Don't have unrealistic expectations of other gods just because Mirmina and I are harmless now."
"Yes, I know that very well," Veronica said faintly. "So if time could go back in time, I'm afraid I would still order Kamel to cut you up. At most, I would ask them to cut you up faster."
"Okay, okay. You two have been staring at each other for a long time just to talk about this?" At this moment, a somewhat impatient voice suddenly came from the side of the golden oak tree. A woman, who was still more than three meters tall after being "compressed", leaned on the trunk of the golden oak tree. She tilted her head and glanced at Veronica and Amoun. "What do you say now? We have been colleagues for more than a year. Can't we talk about something that can improve the relationship between colleagues?"
Veronica opened her mouth as if to say something, but Gwen's voice suddenly came from not far away. "Talking about the old workplace is an effective way to improve the relationship between new colleagues."
"Your Majesty, you're here." Veronica immediately turned around and looked at Gwen who was coming from the entrance of the courtyard and Amber who was behind Gwen. Veronica bowed slightly and greeted them with a gentle smile.
Mirmina, who was not far away, just waved her hand casually to greet them. She then pointed at Veronica and Amoun. "What a coincidence. The two of them used to work in the same workplace. I feel awkward for them when I hear them talking about their old workplace."
"… Seeing that you and Amoun are becoming more and more like mortals, I'm much more relieved." Gwen just looked up and down at the complaining former Goddess of Magic in front of him and then changed the topic. "I'm here to see the 'sample'. Let's get down to business."
"Veronica just sent that thing over. I put it in my 'experimental area'." Mirmina nodded and got up from the golden oak tree. As she walked to an area deep in the Disobedience Courtyard that was not covered by vegetation, she said casually, "Old Deer didn't let me put it under the tree. He said that he was afraid of dirtying his yard and ruining his tree. He usually scratches the trunk himself, and pieces of bark and leaves fall off …"
Gwen was speechless.
Gwen was not the only one who did not know how to answer. Even Amber, who came along with him, stared with her eyes wide open. The goose was silent for a long time before she whispered in a low voice, "I think we can start a new series outside of the Emperor's Discourse …"
Just as she muttered, Gwen, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stopped. Amber was not paying attention and bumped her head into Gwen's back. She almost fell on the spot. But to her surprise, when Gwen turned around, he did not pull her ear as hard as he usually did. Instead, he thought seriously for two or three seconds before nodding to her. "This can be approved."
Amber was dumbfounded. "… Huh?"
"I think this will be useful to weaken the influence of the divine right among the younger generation."
Amber was still dumbfounded. "… Are you serious?"
Gwen shrugged and continued to walk forward. "It's not about me anyway."
Myrmina came to the deepest part of the Courtyard of Disobedience. Here, there were spacious platforms made of magic, as well as glowing magic spheres that floated between the platforms for illumination. There were also many magic servants that floated in the air, moving to and fro between the platforms, busily tending to the various things on the platforms. Some were recording boards that were automatically calculating and recording data, some were alchemical containers that were undergoing reactions, and there were even disassembled arcanotech devices and thinly sliced crystals.
These were all Mirmina's "treasures".
The former Goddess of Magic stopped at the edge of the experimental field and looked back at Gwen, Amber, and Veronica. Her eyes fell on Amber and Gwen. "I'm listening. Although I don't know what Amber wants to do, I suspect it's not a good thing."
"It's a good thing," Gwen said seriously. "She intends to break the stereotype of 'gods' among the younger generation and help you and Amoun completely eradicate the possibility of being revered by the world in the future …"
"… Really?" Milmina looked suspiciously at Gawain in front of her and Amber, who was trying to make himself look more reliable. "Why am I getting more and more suspicious?"
"It's true." Gwen nodded at the "Goddess" with a serious expression. "When have I ever lied to you?"
"… Come to think of it, although you sometimes have some strange ideas, you are a man of your word. You said you were going to hold a funeral for me, and within a few days, you even scattered my ashes …" Mirmina muttered as she pondered. "Well, I believe you."
Gwen: "…"
(End of Chapter)
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