"Political Commissar, I am bluntly speaking, how long do you think the nest can last?"
Belfgang's voice was very silky, like honey. Arrek was not sure whether the other party had used psychic energy. Dealing with a wizard always made him feel nervous.
“I answered similar questions a long time ago.”
Arrek sighed softly, holding the cup, the heat in the cup enveloped his face.
"To be honest, I don't know either. It may be a week, two or three days, or we may not be able to hold on tonight."
"You actually lasted for six months."
"Well... every day when I open my eyes, I feel that this may be the last day, and there is almost no good news. Either it is lost or it is surrounded there. We are like standing on the edge of a cliff, and just a gust of wind will fall into the abyss."
"Yes, despair is the most terrible chronic poison."
Belfgang put the teacup to his mouth, and only then did Arric notice that the lower part of the other party could move.
"Do you want to hear my story?"
"If you want."
Belfgang, who was born in a family of ordinary civil servants in Hades Middle-Levels, had always served the Ministry of the Interior. When he became an adult, he should take over his father's work.
His original life was very simple, very ordinary, and very boring. Until one day when he was 15 years old, after an unexpected drunken day, his talent in his body awakened.
It was a very terrible accident. When he woke up, the neighborhood in which his family, including his parents, had been turned to ashes.
After realizing what had happened, the panicked Belfgang hid in the lower nests and avoided the pursuit of the relevant departments of the empire.
He was pure in nature before, but his cruel environment made him more cautious, withdrawn and nervous. What's more serious is that his uncontrollable spiritual energy made him entangled with subspace power at all times. At the worst, he was almost possessed by a demon.
Perhaps it was because of luck that he accidentally broke into a strange area while hiding underground in Hades, and his psychic energy was suppressed when he broke into that area.
At first he tried to explore that space, but after encountering several dangers, he did not dare to continue. Instead, he used the special energy of the place to slow down the corrosion of subspace power on him.
For decades later, he had been active in the community of civilians in the Dachao, making a living by helping people drive away all kinds of monsters and monsters, and also received employment from the Dachao gang to obtain the spiritual knowledge he needed.
It was through this method that Belfgang grew up step by step and used the obtained psychic training manual and some ancient witchcraft books to learn to control the psychic energy in his body.
His reputation spread unconsciously, and while being respected by people, he was also afraid and resisted by people.
Later, it attracted the pursuit of the powerful imperial institutions, and every time he was chased, he would hide in that secret space, which was also the key to his ability to be free for many years.
That place is hidden deep under the strata of Hades's Nest Capital and is almost impossible to find.
"Haddes' Nest has such a secret..."
Arrek digested the news he heard, and was also upset that he did not know much about the nest capital. If he had known that there was such a space, many people might have been able to move inside and avoid the war.
"Okay, let's talk about the serious business."
Belfgang put down the teacup and it was drunk inside.
"I heard that Asatte's reinforcements have arrived?"
"Yes, two battle groups."
"Why are there no reinforcements?"
"Maybe it's not air supremacy, maybe it's because the Astates have other plans, maybe... I can't say it well."
"Or it may be that they have no hope for this place."
The psychic speaks a cruel reality.
"They don't want to waste their troops on a battlefield that will lose."
Arrek sighed softly.
"At least, the commander of the Soshyan Battle said that he will come to save us, and I believe him."
"Do you know a commander of the Astat War?"
"Twenty years ago, I used to fight side by side with him."
"You have a good idea, Arik Political Commissar, and I also imagined that the Nest may fall soon, but you turned the situation around."
"No, Belfgang, I don't."
"Then you understand what my existence means, and once you use my power, you may incur countless troubles in the future."
Arrek smiled.
"Maybe, but I'm not ready to leave Hades alive, regardless of victory or failure, so I don't care if a wizard is on our side?"
"Correction, not a wizard or a psychic."
"Feel sorry."
Arrek was silent for a moment, his fingers gently tapping on the tabletop.
About two minutes later, he spoke:
"Can you feel it that Greenskin has frequently used psychic energy to harass our positions?"
"Can."
Belfgang nodded.
"Actually, from the moment they came to the orbit of the planet, I felt them. The green skin is very special. When they gather, they will produce a lot of chaotic spiritual energy. It is slightly different from psychic energy, and it is more violent and uncontrollable. I believe their psychics are the same."
"It seems you're mentally prepared."
Arrek opened a holographic map, with only the area of the middle nest left.
"The Greenskin's activities have been slightly reduced recently, but I don't think they have retreated. I have a feeling that they will launch a super-large attack, which may be the decisive battle. I have arranged all the forces that can be mobilized on these lines, as well as here in the northern walls, and here."
He pointed to several areas.
"The northern city is most worried about me because it has been disrepaired and suffered a plane crash a few years ago. Although the wall was temporarily repaired, it is easy to be broken through. Green skin may use it as the main attack point."
"I don't understand military affairs, everything follows your arrangements."
"You will be stationed in the north and equipped with a professional guard and a flapping wing aircraft. Your mobilization may be frequent in the future. We are the only one of you, a powerful psychic."
"Understood."
"Okay, that's all here today. I've prepared a separate room for you. You can rest for a long time and the guards will take you there."
Belfgang stood up from his chair and was about to leave, but suddenly he turned around again.
“There’s one thing.”
"What?"
"Just this morning, I felt another powerful aura descending onto the planet's orbit, which made me feel scared. If it weren't for another powerful psychic, it could only be..."
Arrek frowned, and it was really a wave that had not yet subsided.
“What is it?”
“Astadt think tank.”
After saying that, Belfgang turned and left, the door closed behind him, and Arik in the room was silent for a long time-