Amandina's eyelids reflected a silver light as she silently looked away from the Valhalla Tree Window. Tanya smiled at her and passed the image of Brando to her.
Beyond the sea of trees, the sails weaved like the clouds.
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"My Lord, you need to provide more anchor points."
When Amandina's soft voice came from the image in the communication spell, Brando was slightly startled and looked up at The Shire who had walked up to him. "What are the Bugas trying to do?" "I don't know, my Lord, but I'm afraid this is not a last-minute idea." "I was wondering why these old fogeys were so easy to talk to this time. I thought my negotiation skill level had increased again." Brando subconsciously smacked his lips.
"Negotiation skill level?"
"You can understand it as the level of the art of negotiation."
"Wizards never do business that is unprofitable. This is a proverb that the bards of the Silver Bay coastal area keep saying. Besides, my Lord, your negotiation skill …" The Shire shrugged and smiled.
"Yes, it's all because of some people around me who call themselves wizards. They gave me the illusion that they have become stupid in this era. It turns out that this is just an example." Brando replied calmly. "Can you do it?"
"It will take some time, but we need to know how many anchor points the Bugas need." The young wizard licked his dry lips. "Are they planning to send a main fleet over?"
"A main fleet?"
Not to that extent.
Brando shook his head gently.
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Under the port.
As the fleeing nobles were speechless, the situation gradually fell under the control of the port officials of Loen Port. A fat man with a big belly kept on mocking the loopholes in the whole plan. Unfortunately, no one on the other side was familiar with port affairs and could not refute him. The people that Magadal had managed to calm down with her status as the Nun Princess began to feel uneasy and restless again. Duke Viero's daughter was so angry that she wanted to go up to them several times but was held back by Yinide. "Eugenie, we can't cause trouble for Her Highness, especially at times like this, we can't easily take a stand …" The mild-tempered girl said almost trembling.
"I know, but I must kill that damned guy!"
"Eugenie, I'm running out of strength, don't be so agitated —" Yinide was about to cry.
On the other side, Chiyara was unusually calm, as if she was watching a good show. She looked at the young prince beside her with some disdain, who was also trembling with fear, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "Hey, snot-nosed brat, stay away from me! Don't worry, I have no interest in arguing with these guys, you really can't talk about summer insects. "
"Sister Chiara, you, you, you, look at the sky …" Haruz replied with a trembling voice.
"Look at the sky —!"
Almost at the same time, there was a scream from the crowd.
Everyone was slightly taken aback as they subconsciously looked up. In the sky, a magnificent scene was unfolding. Between the ivory white towers that towered into the clouds, the area that was originally shimmering with a faint light had expanded by thousands of times. It was like a huge network that enveloped the entire sky above Loen Harbor. In the turbulent airspace, clusters of silver light flashed and disappeared, as though pairs of silver pupils were opening and closing their eyelids as they coldly stared at the insect-like crowd on the ground.
"What's that?" All the Cruz nobles were stunned by this spectacular scene. Although they did not understand what was in the sky, they vaguely guessed that all this might be related to the young Earl from Erouine.
But the port officials were much more understanding. Their faces kept changing, showing a look of horror and incomprehension.
"It's the anchor points, why are there so many of them!" Finally, someone cried out.
"Are they crazy, the airport will collapse!"
"These damn Erouine country bumpkins, they don't know anything at all, this is nonsense!" The fat man opened his mouth and then screamed hysterically. Hundreds of anchor points, this was like teleporting hundreds of battleships at the same time, but how could Erouine have such a fleet? Obviously, it was impossible, at least he would never believe it. In his opinion, there was only one possibility, and that was those damn Erouine people did not know anything at all, making such a low-level mistake under the circumstances of operational error. "What the hell is that damn Volas doing!" The fat man only felt that his colleague did not fulfill any of his duties of surveillance at all. He shouted as he cursed, "Quick, let's go up and stop them, or the port will be finished!"
A group of port officials seemed to come to their senses and rushed to the airport as if they had just woken up from a dream. But just as they lifted their feet, a low buzzing sound reverberated over the entire port. Then, the ground began to tremble slightly, and a series of cracking sounds spread from the depths of the ground, like the sound of glass breaking. The sound came from afar and approached, growing louder and louder. Then, with a crisp cracking sound, a half-meter-wide crack on the ground appeared in front of everyone's eyes. This crack extended from under the airport and pierced into the depths of the dock area, as if tearing the entire Loen Port apart. Everyone was stunned. With the appearance of this crack, more and more tiny cracks began to appear on the ground. The ground of the entire port almost instantly shattered into countless pieces, sinking like waves amidst the roaring sound.
"Damn it, those damn Erouine scammers, we are all finished!" The fat man's face was pale as he shouted with regret, "Look, this is the person you trusted."
The fleeing nobles also panicked for a moment, and they all looked at Princess Magadal and her party in the middle of the crowd, and could not help but shout, "Your Highness!"
Magadal gently bit her lips and frowned, but she did not panic. She stared at the sky, and with one hand holding Dilferi, she said softly, "Everyone, don't panic, look at the sky."
The nobles were slightly startled, and then they looked up.
In the sky —
Lord Vollass held onto the railing of the bridge with a pale face, and stared at the scene that was happening in front of him. Beside him, Earl Alcorn and Earl Jean did not look any better. The three of them were so focused that they did not notice the adjutant of the port who was sobbing and complaining about the 'evil' of Brando and the County. "Lord Vollass, Lord Alcorn, those Erouine scammers have cast too many anchor points, they must be crazy, the spatial magic circle of Loen Port cannot withstand such a huge shock, if this continues, the port will collapse!"
"I can guarantee with my life that those damn Erouine scammers do not have a fleet, they cannot summon so many ships —"
But the adjutant's words came to an abrupt end, because his mouth was wide open, and he had seen the most unbelievable scene in his life.
In the sky not far from him, a small silver light spot grew bigger, like a rapidly expanding door of light, and when the silver light expanded to its limit, a long silver horn pierced out of it. As the person in charge of the port, he naturally recognized this thing — it was the mast, the bow mast of a ship. The mast was so long that he could estimate that behind the door of light was a huge ship, and it was at least a first-level battleship. No, even the flagship of the Empire, the 'Supreme Flame-class', would not have such a long mast. This could only be a super battleship.
But how did the Erouine scammers have a super battleship?
The white ivory tower vibrated slightly in the vibration of space, as if even the air around the tower was humming. The bow of the giant battleship slowly extended out from the light gate. First, it was the horizontal mast, then the silver goat-horn sail that flashed with magic, and then the bow of the ship. When Wallas, Count Alconse, and Count Jean saw the bow of the ship, they could not help but be slightly stunned. The half-body of the snake-like banshee shining with silver light was so familiar, and the three of them could not help but open their mouths slightly. In the entire continent of Wohnde, only one force would use such a bow.
The Holy Statue of Mana.
Mana was the goddess of Wohnde's magic network in the ancient legends of the Society of Sages. She was the Weaver of Fate of the previous generation, and her wise eyes symbolized knowledge and insight in ancient times. Her abstract eye image even became the symbol of an organization tens of thousands of years later. The Bugas painted it on the spire of the silver tower, on the cover of the Book of Knowledge, on the silver sail above the clouds, and on all the places where the Silver Wizards set foot.
This was the Eye of Insight, the symbol of the Silver Alliance. At the same time, these descendants of the Society of Sages also had the blood of the Goddess of Magic flowing in their veins.
This was the battleship of the Bugas.
The silver fleet appeared in the sky like an ocean. After the silver light flashed, the starry ships appeared in everyone's vision one by one. The first to complete the teleportation was the second-level frigate. Almost at the moment of their arrival, they formed a dense defensive formation to prevent attacks from any direction, so as to protect the main fleet that was teleporting even more slowly.
Three first-level battleships and a super battleship. Although Wallas was the port official of the empire, he had never seen such a luxurious lineup in his life. Even in the Cruz Empire, there was only one fleet that could rival such a fleet.
And this fleet could not possibly stay in a backup port like Loen Port.
"In the name of Martha," he said, almost moaning.
…
"Is this the handiwork of the Bugas? My Lord, guess what kind of price the Bugas have to pay to teleport such a fleet." The Shire looked at such a scene with admiration. Since the age of the falling stars, the Silver People had not appeared on the earth for a long, long time, but this did not mean that they had declined or disappeared. On the contrary, these otherworldly forces were always observing the world, and at this moment, they were displayed in such a manner in front of everyone.
At this moment.
The Bugas had intervened in the Holy War.
The Silver People had intervened in the war of mortals.
"At this moment, there are at least tens of thousands of wizards at the other end of Valhalla, doing their best to open this portal across thousands of miles." Brando murmured.
He said this with some mixed feelings, and he did not even know whether this was a blessing or a curse. For a moment, he recalled what Lady Tanya said to him alone not long ago — "This is the deal that the Silver Alliance made with you, just to get you to help us get the Azure Lance back. In the agreement, we promised to build a navy for you, and agreed to sell and rent warships to Erouine. In the agreement, although we stipulated the minimum number of warships that must be sold and rented to you, there was no upper limit. So in a sense, we did not violate the agreement between the Silver People and the mortal world. Our agreement is outside of the war, and today is just a coincidence. "
"Yes, this, it's just a coincidence —"
Brando understood that these old and cunning wizards had indeed taken advantage of a loophole. There was no relevant content in the agreement between the two sides, and he obviously could not set a hard upper limit for the rental and sale of warships. In fact, when the two sides signed the agreement, he could not wait for the other party to provide him with as much as possible. But he never dreamed that it would be to this extent. The Bugas said that this was a coincidence, but was it really a coincidence? Brando did not know if the Silver People's self-deception could really be accepted by the Sacred Covenant, or by the other human empires on the continent. At least for himself, he would never be so naive to believe it.
"Guess, what is the real purpose of the Bugas?" Thinking of this, he turned to ask Jutta and Marjory, who were not far behind him.
At this time, the bridge of the spaceport had already tilted under the huge spatial tremor, and there were even cracks in some places. The female mercenary leader had one hand on the cracked wall, and frowned as she replied, "Those cunning sorcerers seem to be determined to get the Azure Lance. They're using us as a cover!"
This answer was not out of Brando's expectations, but he shook his head.
"I thought so too, but now I want to know what role the Bugas played in the secret between the Silver Queen, the Holy Cathedral of Fire, the dragons, and my grandfather." Brando said softly. "I should have guessed it a long time ago, these guys who claim to be the inspectors of the world, how could they not know when the dragons intervened in the internal succession of the Cruz Empire."
"My Lord, you mean …" Jutta asked in surprise.
Brando nodded and replied with certainty. "The Bugas already knew what the Silver Queen was up to, and now they can't help but make a move."
The remaining three looked at each other in surprise and could not help but fall silent. But at this moment, Brando thought further: the Silver Folk and the Golden Folk obviously had some kind of tacit understanding in the sacred covenant. These powerful forces quietly disappeared from the mainland, and according to the history players were familiar with, this was the beginning of the age of mortals. But in fact, was this really the case? At least in his view, this did not conform to the law of historical development.
Not only the Bugas, but Brando also suddenly thought of the Silver Elves. It was obvious that the Silver Folk were returning to the mainland.
This seemed to be faintly indicating something.
"Mr. Count." Among the few people present, only Marjory did not belong to Brando's system, so the young sergeant knew the least about these secrets. In fact, he did not care about these things that were far away from the fate of the Kingdom of Erouine, and something else that was happening at the moment worried him more, so he had to remind Brando, "You'd better look over here —"
In the direction he pointed, on the plains of Loen Port, a shadow like a dark cloud was rapidly approaching. It was a group of draconic beasts.
Almost instantly, an ear-piercing alarm sounded in Loen Port. The guards on the city wall stared dumbfounded at the giant beasts clustered in the sky. They spread their wings and rode the wind, sweeping over from more than ten miles away. Although they were far from being able to enter the attack range, the strong smell of sulfur had almost filled the sky above the entire city. The army of Jorgendy Ridge had finally arrived at Loen Port.
"They came really quickly." The County stared at this scene and could not help but pout.
"The Dragon Queen probably thinks that we have some connection with the Earth Sage and is very afraid of us." Brando quietly looked at the dark clouds in the sky and replied faintly.
The calmness of the master and servant made Volas, who was not far away, anxious. He could not help but shout, "My Lord, Mr. The County, the fleet's teleportation has not been completed yet. We can't let them get close to the port. Those frigates alone can't stop these draconic beasts!" At this time, the harbor officer finally no longer doubted Brando's strength, but he was more worried that the young Count would fail because of his impulsiveness. After all, the survival of the entire port was now tied to the sudden appearance of this fleet.
"Don't worry." Brando looked at the guy speechlessly and replied casually.
"Don't worry?" Volas opened his mouth wide. For a moment, he felt that he and the two damn Erouine people in front of him were living in a different dimension.
Brando could not be bothered to pay attention to him. He just looked back at the image of the communication spell in his hand. At this time, the image of the character that appeared on the communication spell changed from Amandina back to Tanya. The Faerie first glanced at Brando, then replied faintly, "Mr. Brando, the Bugas will not intervene in the war of mortals. From now on, the command of this fleet will be handed over to you. Don't let us down."
"Aunt Tanya, your joke is not funny at all," Brando replied snappily, "Do you think your words can be accepted by other forces?"
"Maybe, maybe not, but what does it matter?" Tanya replied matter-of-factly.
"That works …" Brando was dumbfounded.
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