In the camp built by the people of Typhon, in the living room of the palace that was molded with magic and decorated with tapestries, oil paintings, and wall paintings, Gwen and Rosetta Augustus sat on two golden tables. Augustus sat on both sides of a golden oak table, reviewing the documents placed in front of him. The knights, who were witnesses, stood behind their respective monarchs, watching all of this with solemn expressions.
Gwen's gaze briefly swept across Rosetta Augustus. He saw the black-haired Monarch of Typhon looking at the documents in his hands with a serious expression. He then withdrew his gaze, with an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth. His gaze also slowly swept across the documents in his hands.
Opening a trade route and setting up a trading post. Cecil promised to actively promote the road construction in the eastern part of the White Sand Hills and lay a railway. If the negotiations with the eastern part of Ansu did not go well, the road would be opened in the small plains north of the Gloom Mountain Range. This area was recognized as a "no man's land" and was in line with the "permanent development rights" rule. Therefore, the additional costs incurred would be borne by the Duchy of Cecil …
Both sides agreed on a low tax rate, as well as an incentive policy for merchants …
The first cotton textile purchase plan launched by Typhon included undyed cotton cloth, mid-grade colored cloth, and various high-grade fabrics …
The purchase orders from Typhon for alchemy potions and artificial crystals …
The purchase orders from Typhon for "magic cars" as well as the intention to purchase "magic trains". The official order would be made after the observers sent by Typhon had actually understood the concept of trains and the actual goods, and Rosetta Augustus had signed the order. It would take effect after Augustus personally signed it …
In addition, there were a series of long-term terms and agreements regarding trade and trade, as well as an oath of sincerity and promise not to violate the contract.
Moving his gaze all the way to the end of the document, Gwen raised his head with a smile and looked at Emperor Typhon across the table. "This will be a historic moment. Perhaps we will create a new trade concept, spawning many new industries and occupations. The prosperity of the country and the wealth of the people will come from this, and its beginning … is on these few light and thin pieces of paper."
"The paper is light and the contract is heavy," Rosetta said with a smile as he uttered a proverb from Typhon. "To be honest, I never thought that we would sign such an agreement under such circumstances, at the border of the wasteland, in a temporary meeting … But I know that there is a saying in Ansu: seize the opportunity is like seizing life. I think we have seized an opportunity in time."
The two leaders representing their respective forces looked at each other and smiled. Then, under the witness of a witness, they exchanged documents, signed their names on both documents, and stamped their respective coats of arms.
A high-ranking mage wearing a starry robe came to the table. Two flat and smooth mithril plates floated in front of the mage. Countless shining runes floated between the mithril plates as if they contained countless mysteries and knowledge.
According to the necessary procedures of the Extraordinary world, when two Extraordinary individuals, the representatives of two forces, made such an important contract, they must use magic to make a longer and more symbolic record and backup. If necessary, they should also pray to the gods they believed in and ask for the gods to bear witness.
But under normal circumstances, except for the saints of the church who could really trigger the oracle, the binding force of the 'gods' witness' was quite limited. It was more like a symbol.
"Do you want to ask for a specific god to bear witness?" Rosetta? Augustus glanced at Gwen and asked calmly.
As he asked the question, the relevant historical data appeared in his mind. According to the historical records, Gwen? Cecil himself didn't have a clear belief.
"The gods are very busy. There's no need to trouble them with such a small matter." Gwen smiled and asked in return, "What do you think?"
"The gods are indeed very busy …" Rosetta nodded slightly and smiled. "Then let the ancestors and Mirmina, the Lady of Mysteries, bear witness to all of this."
Lady of Mysteries, Mirmina, was also the Goddess of Magic, Mirmina. In addition to being in charge of the magical domain, she was also regarded as the witness of all mysteries and hidden knowledge. In the case of a contract that didn't rely on the witness of a specific god, this Lady of Mysteries could usually be regarded as a "natural witness." Of course, when making a purely commercial contract, merchants would usually regard the God of Commerce, Boffar, as a "natural witness." However, because the power of the God of Commerce was limited to the fairness and performance of the commercial terms, when it came to a contract that contained complicated political terms like today's, this god of commerce wasn't as "applicable" as the Lady of Mysteries.
This was knowledge in the field of theology. Gwen didn't believe in God, but he understood it.
The senior-rank mage in charge of the ritual outlined the symbol of Mirmina, the Lady of Mysteries, on two mithril plates, and then Rosetta? Augustus put his hand on the document he had just signed and made an oath in the name of the ancestors of the Augustus family. Gwen also put his hand on the document that belonged to him and asked the ancestors of the Cecil family to bear witness — the ones that were older than him.
Finally, under the magic ritual, the contents of the two documents were copied on the mithril plates and received the blessing and solidification of the elemental power.
For ordinary people and most of the less powerful Transcendents, such a "contract" that had undergone the ritual infusion had actual power. The violator would undoubtedly suffer from the backlash of magic power, and might even be punished by a certain degree of "divine punishment." But for people like Gwen and Rosetta? For people like Augustus, they had extremely powerful power, and the "contract" was signed in the name of the country. The binding force of the ritual magic was usually limited to face …
Even for Francis II and Rosetta? The same was true for the peace agreement signed by Augustus in the Castle of the Contract.
Everyone was well aware of this.
Putting away the original version of the contract and the "Mithril Oath" that they should keep, Gwen and Rosetta held hands together. Their eyes fell on each other, and with a similar smile on their faces, they said in unison, "For peace and prosperity."
The knights and guards standing around the table applauded one after another, celebrating this memorable moment.
At this moment, a burst of urgent bell suddenly rang from outside the palace, and the greetings and pleasantries after signing the document were interrupted in advance.
A familiar feeling surged from the bottom of his heart. Gwen gently clenched his fist, and Rosetta listened to the rhythm of the bell. He frowned slightly and shook his head. "It seems that even the monsters wandering the wasteland want to witness this special moment. This wave has arrived earlier than usual."
As they spoke, a Typhon Knight in black armor ran into the hall and reported loudly, "Your Majesty! The mutants are approaching the defense line! There are about two hundred of them in the southwest! "
Rosetta? Augustus nodded slightly. "I know. Deal with it as usual."
Then he looked at Gwen. "If you are interested, we can go up the wall and have a look."
Gwen immediately nodded. "Of course."
In the safe interior of the kingdom, the attack of the mutants was a horror story in the bards' mouths. With exaggerated descriptions and romantic plots, it was a cliché story about a Knight saving a princess. However, outside the Black Forest, on the only defense line at the border of the wasteland, the attacks of the mutants and similar monsters were a daily occurrence.
On the wall in the southwest section of the Typhon camp, soldiers in black armor and combat mages in robes were ready.
The powerful ballistas were pushed between the battlements, and the runestones shining with magical light were set up behind the wall. The soldiers were adjusting the angle of the ballistas, and the mages were communicating with the magic stored in the runestones, adjusting their own state. The heavy-armored warriors in special steel armor formed a battle formation on the wall between the ballistas. They were in groups of three, one holding a shield in the front, one holding a steel spear in the back, and the last one holding a longsword, ready to support at any time.
Gwen's group and Rosetta? Augustus climbed up the wall together. Amber looked into the distance and saw that in the southeast direction, on the Decaying Plains outside the Great Wall, a group of red monsters shrouded in an ominous cloud of smoke were rushing over at high speed. Smoke billowed around them, and the decay of the ground beneath their feet was getting worse.
Gawain, on the other hand, noticed the orderly Typhon soldiers, the ballista cannons and combat runes they used, and their unique three-man battle formation.
In the face of the mutants, whose innate qualities were far superior to ordinary people, these Typhon soldiers and mages were unusually calm. It was obvious that this was not the first time they had faced such a situation. And the unique "three-man battle formation", in Gwen's view, was also an effective way to deal with the mutants — in terms of cold weapons.
The guards with heavy shields could resist the attacks of the mutants for a short period of time, and the spearmen had the opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the monsters that were obvious targets. The swordsmen could go around and attack the weak points of the mutants when their comrades were entangled with the monsters, or support the shieldsmen who were in a tough battle. The three-man battle formation was scattered randomly, and it ensured that even if a large number of mutants scaled the wall, they could delay, divide, surround, and gradually eliminate them. They could also support each other at any time.
And all these soldiers carried backup crossbows. Although the damage of these weapons to the mutants was very limited, as long as the scale was large enough, and coupled with the large ballistas on the wall and the magic of the battle mages, it was still enough to threaten the monsters that used long-range magic.
Such an army was equally effective against humans. In fact, if the scale was large enough, with the support of the city-level shield and enough battle mages, they could even be considered a huge threat against Cecil's Magician Corps.
Just as Gwen was observing and thinking, the mutants entered the attack range of the Typhon soldiers.
The commander on the wall gave the order, and the battle instantly broke out.
The ballistas that had been charged with power for a long time let out muffled bangs. The heavy and huge crossbow "bolts" that could severely injure a low-tier Extraordinary Knight instantly flew into the distance, "smashing" into the mutants and creating a mist of blood. In between the continuous firing of the crossbow bolts, there were also spells from the mages like fireballs, lightning, ice, and other spells. The Typhon mages in their battle robes stood beside the runestones at the back of the wall, extracting extra mana while continuously creating fatal attacks, bombarding the heads of the monsters in the distance. As long as the mages' mental strength was unstable and their casting efficiency decreased, there would immediately be backup spellcasters to replace them and continue to suppress the spells on the wall.
In the distant plains, the crimson monsters that were constantly roaring and muttering crazily began to fall one by one. However, there were still some who continued to move closer to the wall with their powerful vitality. Some of them raised their hands high, and a cluster of energy bolts that contained terrifying corrosive energy was formed, and after a short delay, they violently blasted towards the Typhon camp.
A layer of dense magic shield rose from the city wall, blocking the corrosive energy of the aberrations. In the very slight tremor of the shield, the distance between the attackers and the defenders was further shortened. The Typhon soldiers who used strong crossbows as secondary weapons immediately loaded their crossbows, and the crossbow bolts that were enchanted with magic effects such as holy water poured down like a torrential rain on the remaining monsters.
It seemed that the ambushers could not even climb up the wall, and the "three-man battle formation" of the Typhon soldiers did not even have the chance to raise their shields and swords. After all, there were only a few hundred of them, and in this extremely close position to the Gondor wastelands, this was considered a very "easy and comfortable" attack.
Gwen and Rosetta? Augustus stood quietly on the wall, and watched as the blasphemous and corrosive monsters turned into wreckage on the plains one by one, and quickly entered a state of evaporation and dissipation. Both of them did not intend to do anything, and the people around them were also very calm.
This was just a "daily" attack, and in this land, this kind of attack would happen once every few days. Whether it was the Typhon soldiers or the Ansu soldiers, they were already used to it.
As he watched the monsters gradually being destroyed, Gwen's intuition was suddenly triggered. He raised his head and looked at Rosetta who was standing beside him. Augustus.
The Emperor of the Typhon was quietly looking into the distance. His gaze had already passed the battlefield, passed the mutant monsters that were about to turn into wreckage, and was looking in the direction of the Gondor wastelands without moving.
His gaze was deep and reserved, and his entire person was like a heavy and solemn obsidian sculpture.
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