Faced with the sudden information from Typhon, Heti took a moment to realize the message behind the incident. After a short moment of thought, her eyes widened. "Is Rosetta going to …"
"He sees the divine catastrophe as an opportunity," Gwen said slowly. "An opportunity to completely eliminate the stubborn forces and reform remnants in the country and restore the ruling order. If I'm not wrong, the temporary closure of the parliament and the state of national emergency are the prelude to a great purge … and it should not be just a great purge."
"A great purge?" Heti could not help but show an incredulous look. "This is his way of dealing with the divine catastrophe?"
"No, this only means that he has the confidence to deal with the divine catastrophe. It means that Obsidian Palace still has control over Typhon, and Rosetta Augustus has a way to restore the chaos caused by the early stage of the divine catastrophe in a short time. The situation in Typhon is not out of control, so the only one out of control is the Church of the God of War." Gwen shook his head. "It seems that no matter what the outcome of this divine catastrophe is, the Church of the God of War will not have a good ending."
Heti quickly thought about the impact of this matter on Typhon and Cecil. She could not help but ask, "This may lead to greater chaos in a short time, and Oldenheim's response to this war may be slow. Is Rosetta Augustus not worried about the war? Or does he think that we will definitely watch it all from the sidelines at Winterwolf Fort? "
"If Rosetta is fast enough and prepared enough, the chaos caused by this incident in Oldenheim will be much smaller than you think. It will only allow the Typhon royal family to complete the integration of all forces in the country in a shorter time, and allow Typhon's military and industrial capabilities to quickly extricate themselves from the chaos caused by the gods. Although the God of War is out of control, at this stage, he can only affect the world by polluting the mortals, and these mortals affected by him are the target of Rosetta's purge."
Gawain said unhurriedly. He glanced at the map of the continent hanging not far away and added, "That's right.
"As for this' war 'and what we may do … he has calculated it quite accurately.
"We will not attack, at least not now. Heti, what do you think?"
Heti blinked. She did not seem to understand Gwen's meaning.
"Now Typhon is a quagmire, and this quagmire is getting deeper and deeper," Gwen said in a deep voice. "If this is a normal war, we will naturally go through fire and water to protect the country. But now this war has no meaning. In the situation where we are far away from Cecil, the effectiveness of our network-based mind protection and purification technology will be difficult to guarantee. The casualties caused by the soldiers stepping into the contaminated area will be unpredictable. Secondly, we know better than the people of Typhon the dangers of the divine calamity and the danger after the gods turn crazy. Now that we have confirmed that this war is driven by the out-of-control God of War, if we continue to jump into this pit, it will only make this divine calamity more difficult to end.
"When that time comes, we will not only have to fight the people of Typhon.
"Lastly, and the most important reason, I have said more than once that in the face of a world-class disaster, all humans have a common fate. I have never been just saying these words."
Heidi nodded slightly, but she soon murmured thoughtfully, "What you said … are all 'at the current stage,' right?"
"Yes, now. So I am also very curious about how Rosetta plans to end this matter." Gwen nodded. "We have already explained to our own people to push the battle line to Winterwolf Fort, but Typhon … it will not be easy for them to stop. Rosetta Augustus's most important consideration at this stage should be how to control the domestic situation as soon as possible and stop the restless … "
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.
Heti looked at him doubtfully. "Ancestor, you …"
"Maybe … he does not intend to stop …" Gwen slowly narrowed his eyes. In a brief flash of inspiration, he suddenly thought of another possible move by Rosetta Augustus — a bold move that seemed to be a gamble, but in fact, it was the best choice. "Heti, inform Philip to continue to send more troops to Fort Changfeng. At the same time, take control of the mechanical bridge near the Shadowy Swamp as soon as possible. At most half a week, the mortal python and Zero must enter the Winterwolf Fort area."
Heti quickly reacted. "You mean … after the royal family of Typhon regains control of the situation, the situation of the war will escalate?"
Gwen pinched his chin and said in a low and serious voice, "I have this feeling … If Rosetta has realized the deeper hidden danger within Typhon and wants to dig out more benefits from this crisis, then he will probably try something bolder. After all, all the blame can now be thrown on the head of a mad god. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a man who is looking for an opportunity."
Heti immediately lowered her head. "I understand."
Gwen waved his hand, and then his eyes once again fell on the map of the continent not far away. The borders of Typhon and Cecil were crisscrossed in the northeast of the ancient Gondor Empire, like two behemoths at each other's throats. A large number of red lines and temporary markings clustered around the zigzagging borders, like beads of blood oozing out from the wounds of the two behemoths.
He looked away and gently clenched his hand where Heti did not notice. At this moment, he felt as if he was controlling a charging chariot, galloping at the edge of a dangerous cliff. He could neither stop nor lose control. He believed that Rosetta Augustus was feeling the same at this moment.
He could not help but sigh softly. "Humans … are a race full of contradictions."
Heti was immersed in her thoughts and did not hear what Gwen muttered. "Ancestor, what did you say?"
"Nothing." Gwen waved his hand and looked up at the other party. "Inform the propaganda department that they can announce my return with great fanfare. The scale of the propaganda can be bigger, it's best to let the people of Typhon know immediately …"
…
The situation in the Winterwolf Fort area was getting more and more tense. Cecil, who had occupied the main fortress, was building fortifications and bunkers all over the entire defensive line. It seemed that they had no intention of continuing to advance in the short term, and were ready to completely occupy the area and wait for the enemy to arrive. The construction machinery roared day and night, and more and more soldiers from the contracting castle and the Shadowy Swamp entered the frontline. Their propaganda machine was at full power, and countless propaganda materials were spreading from Winterwolf Fort to all the surrounding towns and trade routes.
In the process, the Typhon Empire's army had launched several counterattacks. From the initial probing attacks to the large-scale operations of several local legions, the intensity of their counterattacks was constantly increasing.
The Typhon Empire was trying to reclaim their territory. These military operations had caused both sides to suffer casualties, but it was clear that the Typhon Empire's fighting strength had decreased, and now that they had lost an important fortress, their situation was even worse.
Cecil Empire's army had firmly established a foothold at the border.
But all of this had nothing to do with Andesha at this moment.
After her condition improved slightly and she could endure the long journey, the heavily injured Wolf General was transferred out of Winterwolf Fort. She was first brought to Longwind Fortress, and after a strict handover, she was secretly sent on a magic train to Cecil Empire's territory. At this moment, she had already crossed the last checkpoint of the eastern border.
Andesha had never thought that she would step onto Cecil Empire's territory in such a manner.
The magic train sped along the tracks, and outside the window was the bleak scenery of the wilderness. Withered trees and rivers that had entered the dry season dotted the grayish brown earth. As the train moved forward, the silhouettes of cities and villages could be seen in the distance. Large man-made buildings and tall towers could be seen, and the scenery was different from that of Typhon Empire.
Andesha leaned on a soft 'seat' and looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze. She adjusted her posture slightly, and the soft cushion under her made a slight noise.
This chair had been specially prepared for her. It could alleviate the fatigue of the journey to the greatest extent, as well as prevent the wound that had just started to heal. It was obvious that the Cecil people were trying their best to ensure that she, as a special prisoner of war, could safely survive. She was of great use to them.
Andesha's mouth twitched. She was grateful for Cecil Empire's meticulous care, and even if they did not take care of her, she would have done her best to survive.
A young woman's voice came from the side and interrupted Andesha's thoughts: "How is the scenery outside the window?"
Andesha glanced at the person beside her. Sister Marian was sitting on an ordinary seat closest to her, and she was looking at her with a gentle smile. In the car, the nun was still wearing her "clerical robe", which was almost a battle robe, and the battle staff (or hammer?) was still in her hands. She was leaning against a place where she could reach at any time, and a thick book was opened on her knees. She was immersed in reading before she greeted Andesha.
"The scenery in winter is the same everywhere," Andesha said casually. "This is a season where there is nothing to be gained."
"I hope you can keep your thoughts to yourself. That way, you will be even more surprised when we arrive at our destination," Sister Marian said with a smile. "This is Cecil. Your common sense won't work here."
Sister Marian was a person who was full of pride and confidence in her homeland. Andesha had already realized this after a few days of interaction, so she did not dwell on this topic. Instead, she said with a hint of sincere gratitude: "Sister Marian, thank you for taking care of me these past few days."
"It's my duty, there's no need to thank me," Marian smiled. "And I'm not just taking care of you these past few days. I'll be by your side for a period of time until your body recovers."
It was obvious that Cecil was taking special care of him by having someone he was familiar with take care of him.
Andesha was silent for a moment before she asked softly: "Will I have a chance to return to Winterwolf Fort?"
"… I don't know. I'm just a nun," Marian shook her head. "But you can still have some expectations. After all, 'expectations' are free."
As she spoke, the nun lowered her head again and focused her attention on the thick book that seemed to be endless.
Perhaps it was a holy doctrine of the Holy Light.
It was said that the original Church of the Holy Light in Cecil Empire had been completely reorganized, and even the doctrine had undergone a drastic change. Was this the new doctrine that the nun had been reading?
Andesha could not help but feel a little curious. She looked at the book on Sister Marian's knees through her bangs and hesitated for a moment before she asked: "You have been reading this book … Is it the doctrine of your 'New Church of the Holy Light'?"
"Doctrine? Of course not, "Sister Marian shook her head and raised the book in her hand." This is the 'Emperor's Holy Words'. To me … it's almost as important as the doctrine. "
"Emperor … Emperor's Holy Words?" Andesha chewed on the strange phrase with some difficulty. She had never heard of such a book before. "What is it about?"
"It records the enlightening words of His Majesty Gwen Cecil. It is constantly being updated and supplemented. The one in my hand is the latest edition from last month. Do you want to take a look?"
[A record of Gwen Cecil's words? And it's constantly being updated?]
Andesha's expression suddenly became strange. She did not know how to react to such a thing. She wanted to say that she was not interested in the book, but Sister Marian had already enthusiastically handed the thick book to her: "Take a look. It's very interesting and enlightening. You can see the other side of His Majesty that is full of wisdom and humor. I have to remind you that this book is not publicly available. It can only be obtained through special channels … "
[Not publicly available?]
Andesha immediately felt that the book was even more suspicious. But at the same time, her attention was also attracted by the sentence. Even if she was not interested, she still took the book from Marian out of curiosity. She casually flipped to a page and saw the words written on it:
"Your eyes can deceive you, your ears can deceive you, your imagination can deceive you, but not mathematics. If you don't know, then you don't know. If you don't know, then you don't know. If you don't know, then you don't know. If you really don't know, then I suggest you consider music or sports."
"???" Andesha was confused.
So this was what the War Nun had been researching for so many days, even forgetting to eat and sleep?
Andesha raised her head in astonishment and looked at Marian blankly: "This … … Is this really what Gwen Cecil said?"
Sister Marian shrugged nonchalantly: "Who knows. I don't think it's him either. But these words do carry some logic. Don't you think it's very interesting?"
Andesha did not know what to say for a moment. She looked at the book again, but this time she could not help but read it twice. [Don't know, don't know, don't know … …]
Suddenly, the young Wolf General felt that the book had some value. At least some of the words made sense … …
She smiled and returned the book to Sister Marian. At the same time, she asked casually: "Where are we going?"
"The most suitable place for you to recuperate and recover. The land of Cecil's miracles." Marian took the book and said with a smile and pride on her face: "We are going to Solin Castle."
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