As for the Barricade Wall plan brought by Amoun, Bersetia was not sure if it could really end the wasteland. But since the plan was proposed by Gwen Cecil and the former Goddess of Magic, it must have sufficient theoretical support and necessity for implementation. She did not doubt it. But on the other hand, she also knew better than anyone how difficult it was to realize the plan.
The Silver Empire had the ability to produce enough purification equipment, but now the situation in the south had begun to deteriorate. The original Silver-Kaolin Alliance could barely maintain the situation, but now the retreating Mutant Legion from the west had begun to move south. The situation in the south was bound to be precarious. Although Amoun mentioned that the Alliance troops on the west could also go south to support, Bersetia knew that there was a large area of fallen land in the Augre tribal country that needed to be recovered. A large number of troops had to be left behind to guard the mountain barrier against the counterattack of the wasteland forces. Coupled with the long frontline, and the consideration of supplies and communication, how many expeditionary forces from the Cecil Empire could come to the Kaolin Defense Line? This was a problem that could not be avoided.
"At least until the situation in the south improves, it will be difficult for us to start the Barricade Wall plan," Bersetia said in a low voice. "But we can start preparing now to produce purification equipment and protective equipment."
"I understand your difficulties, and so do the people in the north. I will bring the situation here truthfully." Amoun lowered his head slightly and gently touched the Silver Queen's head with the tip of his nose. Then he continued in a gentle tone, "Also … although I don't know if this can help you, I have brought some special guests today."
"Special guests?" Bersetia looked around in surprise. This was the first time she heard that the "messenger" had brought someone with him. "Who is it?"
"Come out, little one." Amoun looked up and greeted the shadow in the forest not far away. "Be bold, don't be so nervous. Your Silver Queen won't eat you."
The bushes in the forest rustled. Bersetia and Irene subconsciously opened their eyes wide and looked in the direction of the sound. The next second, they saw a petite figure walking out from the shadows of the bushes and flowers. It was an elf.
But it was not any kind of elf that Bersetia was familiar with.
She had the same blonde hair as the Silver Elves, but her ears were shorter than the Silver Elves'. Her skin was pale to the point of being transparent, with fluorescent vein-like lines under her thin skin. She wore a bushwhacker's hunting outfit, and her exposed arms, neck, and legs were covered in mysterious symbols and lines. Those were either battle runes or magical patterns, and definitely did not exist in the Silver Elves' culture.
She looked very much like a Silver Elf, but a real Silver Elf would be able to tell the difference between this young girl and her tribe at a glance. Bersetia thought that she was very knowledgeable. She had seen all kinds of elven subspecies in the world, but she had never seen such a strange "branch". She looked at the young girl curiously. She saw the young elven girl walk out with a timid expression and look at her nervously. Then, she seemed to have made up her mind before walking towards her.
"… Hello." After noticing that the other party was overly nervous, Bersetia decided to take the initiative to break the silence. "Who are you?"
The petite elven girl quivered and immediately said, "I … I'm Berna Lightwind! I live at No.17 Backflow Street in Baishi City. My teacher is Master Thorny Heart. I'm a ranger and a mage … I used to be. I've been traveling outside for the past few years. I've just returned from the north. My last registration was at No.112 Sentry Station. It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty! "
A series of self-introduction came out. Berna Lightwind, who called herself Berna Lightwind, stuttered a little at the beginning. But then, her words flowed smoothly as if she had recited them countless times. Bersetia did not react for a moment. Two seconds later, the Silver Elven Queen blinked and looked at the young elven girl in surprise.
Irene could not help but ask, "You're saying … you're a Silver Elf? A Silver Elf who has been traveling outside? "
As she spoke, she subconsciously looked at the other party. But at such a close distance, she was even more certain that the girl in front of her was not a Silver Elf. Whether it was the physical characteristics or the "breath of life" that she exuded, the other party gave her a very strange feeling. She did not even have the "texture" of any race that she knew. And after taking a closer look, Irene noticed something else.
The "magic patterns" on the surface of the elven girl's body were not just decorations — they were a part of her skin! The runes were even operating like a real magic circle, forming a complex flow of magic that Irene could not understand.
"Yes … Yes, I'm really a Silver Elf. I …" Berna noticed Irene's gaze and immediately shrunk back as if she wanted to hide somewhere. She said softly, "These things on my body are because … Because of some special experience … But I'm really a Silver Elf …"
Irene blinked as if she wanted to say something, but she suddenly felt the subtle movement of the Silver Elven Queen and immediately stopped.
"… Looks like you've been through a lot. It should be an unimaginable adventure." Bersetia smiled as she looked at the petite elf in front of her. "Although it seems that your body has changed a lot, the Silver Elves are always happy to accept brothers and sisters who have returned home from a long journey. Anyway, welcome back."
Berna was a little stunned as she listened to the Silver Elven Queen talking to her. She was stunned for two seconds before she quickly nodded. "Ah, yes, it's really hard to imagine … I didn't expect that I would be … Erm, I would be personally sent back by Mr. Amoun, and we even crossed the Realm of Shadows. Ah, yes, I also brought some helpers. I heard that you need help here, but I don't know how much they can help … "
As she spoke, the little elf turned her head and looked into the depths of the forest. Bersetia and Irene were surprised to see the runes on the elven girl's body suddenly flashing one after another. They began to emit a much brighter glow than before, shining on the surface of Berna's skin like a breathing star. The complicated "casting process" was completed in a flash. Bersetia sensed a large scale "signal" spreading out from the elven girl's body. The next second, she heard heavy footsteps from the forest not far away, accompanied by the sound of grass and branches rubbing against each other.
A moment later, she saw the tall figures — the Ents. The number of Ents was as large as an army, but they were completely different from the Ancient Guardian Trees that Bersetia was familiar with.
The intelligent "plants" strode out of the dense forest, lined up neatly in a clearly well-trained formation, exuding the aura of professional soldiers. Alloy armor and assorted auxiliary equipment hung on their trunks and branches, making them look majestic and strange. At the end of the modified arms of the Ents, they were equipped with orbital accelerator cannons that did not look like something a soldier could wield.
The cannons looked like main cannons directly removed from heavy tanks. Every rail and rivet was filled with the brilliance of "martial virtue".
Bersetia watched in amazement as the Ents in alloy armor and tank main cannons came out of the forest and gathered behind Berna like silent guards. After a short moment, all the shaking branches and rubbing noises stopped at the same time. The petite Berna stood at the forefront of the army with a bright smile on her face. The complex runes on the surface of her body were shining brightly.
"This is …" Helene looked at the scene in front of her in amazement. After a long time, she finally said, "What are these?"
"These are the 'bodyguards' that Sister Bertilla asked me to bring. She said that the south is not safe, and a girl needs to bring some helpers to protect herself." Berna showed a somewhat proud smile, but then she rubbed her hands embarrassedly. "But I think her reaction is a bit exaggerated. She sent almost all the Solin Guards to me, and also asked me to bring a set of magic crystal cannonball production line. The production line has been dismantled and is carried by the guards who came out last."
"Bodyguard …" The corner of Bersetia's mouth twitched. She did not even notice that the other party had brought along a production line. "As a bodyguard, this is indeed a little exaggerated … But I have to say, we really need these right now!"
"It would be great if I could help." Berna smiled. "These guards are under my command, but I don't know much about war, so you can just tell me what to do when the time comes."
"Okay." Bersetia nodded, but then she looked a little worried. "But then again, the Solin Guards … As far as I know, this should be the garrison of the Solin Giant Tree. You brought so many guards with you at once, is there really no problem with the Solin Giant Tree? "
"Commander Margarita's regiment is guarding the Solin Giant Tree, and it is inland of Cecil, far from the frontline. The enemy can't fly, so there shouldn't be any danger." Berna nodded and said honestly, "And Sister Bertilla said that the Solin Guards grew out of her canopy, and as long as there is enough time, they can regenerate. She also said …"
Berna scratched her head as if she was recalling something. After a few seconds, she continued, "She also said that they are like lice in the hair, and as long as you keep them for a while, they will grow again."
Hearing the honest words of the little Elf, Helene's expression couldn't help but stiffen. Then, she raised her head to look at the Treants with heavy armors and firepower.
This was definitely the biggest 'lice' she had ever seen in her life. But considering the size of the Solin Giant Tree, it seemed to make sense.
No, it's still too weird. Look up again?
Bersetia did not seem to care about Helene's strange behavior. She just looked thoughtfully at the 'bodyguards' behind Berna, and then looked back at the 'wooden door' she had just pushed open. She looked at Amoun, who had been standing quietly by the side since the beginning. "I have a question. Such a team … How do we bring them out? We can't just let them go through the door and walk directly into Fabry Fortress, right? "
"I will bring them to the forest near Fabry Fortress, and then you send someone to meet them. Tell them that they are the Cecil Expeditionary Force coming from the west through a secret route." Amoun had obviously thought about this matter. "I believe no one will doubt the words of the Silver Queen at this time, especially … many people have probably gotten used to the 'surprises' of the Cecil Empire."
"Well, this is indeed a surprise," Bersetia said with a somewhat complicated expression. Then she sighed softly, and her expression relaxed. "In short, if we have such reinforcements, at least the situation on the mountain line will not continue to deteriorate because of the Mutant Legion coming south. We can even consider reclaiming several strategic locations in the northern part of the forest barrier. Although I still doubt that the strength of the southern line is enough to start the 'wall blocking' plan, at least now I have the confidence to come up with this plan. "
"I only hope that everything goes well," Amoun gently lowered his head again, touched the heads of Bersetia and Irene with the tip of his nose, and then slowly got up. "Well, I have stayed here for long enough. Even if there is a layer of 'foreign land' blocking, I have begun to be affected by this land. See you next time. "
"See you next time." Bersetia nodded gently, then pulled Irene back two steps, watching Amoun slowly turn around and walk into the depths of the dense forest.
"See you later, Your Majesty ~ ~ I will go to the forest east of Fabry and wait for you!" Berna also waved her hand at the Silver Queen and her servant and said with a bright smile. Then she ran briskly to the nearest Ent Guard, and with the help of the railgun hanging down and the armor points on the trunk, she nimbly climbed onto the "shoulder" of the Ent.
The heavy "Solin Guard" made a series of low murmurs, the wooden structure twisted and turned, and turned back with the entire legion. After that, it carried Berna, who was the command center, and followed Amoun's footsteps that had gradually disappeared.
…
At the same time, in the neural network encrypted consciousness layer.
"So, you assigned all your 'guards' to that little elf as her 'bodyguard'?" In a garden surrounded by pure white flowers, Gwen sat at a small round table with lavender patterns. He looked at the woman in the green dress sitting opposite him with a helpless expression. "You even packed a munitions production line?"
"The body of the Solin Tree doesn't actually need so many guards. Margarita's regiment is enough. Even without Margarita's regiment, it won't affect much. I'm very confident in my ability to defend myself," the woman in the green dress said casually with an indifferent expression. A steaming cup of tea appeared in her hand out of thin air. She stirred it and continued, "Anyway, those guards are just 'little creatures' that grew out of my tree crown. They are like lice in hair, they can grow a lot after a while …"
"… Your wonderful analogy is getting weirder and weirder." Gwen's mouth twitched. "But … well, your reason is very good, and it is indeed good for the current situation.
"Let's get down to business. You said … you have re-sensed the life signal of the dark priest named 'Betheim'? And he's taking the initiative to approach your distal roots? "
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