As soon as the October autumn wind passed, the temperature dropped day by day. To the north of Fuji Fort, the trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dead leaves piled up and rotted in the forest. Only the leaves on both sides of the roads in the forest were left.
Bare tree trunks.
A carriage was passing through the countryside of Lowell. There were still a few wood crows in the woods, preparing food for the winter. They were frightened by the sound of the carriage and flew up in the distance, leaving a string of crows in the lonely forest.
The sound of wings.
Passing through the mountains of Duron to the north and the holy mountain of Erdron to the west, people often say that this is a land soaked by the star winds, the beloved place of the gods. The rivers melt the glaciers, pass through the hills, and finally end on the plains.
They are criss-crossed to create this endless emerald land. Fields, manors, and windmills are dotted here. This is the rich land of the kingdom. From Fu Ji Castle to the east of Yis, you can see the countryside scenery.
In this paradise, traffickers, farmers, entertainers, and adventurers from the north can be seen everywhere on the country trails.
But this was not the case a few decades ago. The best land is often also the worst. Once a turmoil breaks out, the knights with tall horses, the guards with strict steps, and the noble generals showing off their skills will move from south to north, to
East to west, the flow never stops.
But for now, it's okay. There's a little unrest in the south, but the Duke of Phoenix has given people full confidence that the rebellion in Baicheng is just a scabies disease. Look, the young King has just ascended to the great throne, and everything is in the ascendant, but it's not yet
With the Prime Minister Qian Gang being dictatorial, even though the kingdom may have minor problems, it will not be a serious problem - almost everyone from Fuji Castle to the north thinks so.
The little Phoenix Duke is heading to Goland to be ennobled, which illustrates this point.
Lowell is located in the center of this fertile land. It was famous for its wine in the early years. The large and small wineries in the countryside are mostly witnesses of that glorious era. The light in the courtyard is dim, and the thin sunlight passes through the patio.
, fell on the deserted walkway - no crystal lighting, no burning eternal torch.
Most of the nobles in the countryside do not trust magic technology - they are wary of the mud-legged people who always covet their wealth hidden in the cellar. It seems that the alchemists will turn into ghosts at any time and steal their wealth.
With life, those people are mysterious like wizards and have many tricks. Whenever they open their mouths, they will be cursed and die soon.
But the alchemists seemed to have noticed the slander of the owner here. Even though he was cautious, he suffered a sudden illness and passed away a few years ago, leaving behind a pair of orphans and a widowed mother. The widow was worried that the curse would spread to others, so she
After the village was sold, the people who took it over had no intention of building any more buildings on its original foundation, so the original design was retained.
As Roja passed through the dim courtyard, he glanced at the bare oak tree. His cold gaze made several selectors stand up from the railing in a daze - others had already heard the rumors about this CEO.
He is cold and unkind, but efficient and rigorous, so he is valued by 'the people above'.
But Roja didn't even look at these people. The ancient tree trunks standing in the frost seemed to remind him of some memories of the past, until the old housekeeper came to him tremblingly and reminded him:
"The carriage is parked outside the yard, my lord."
He nodded slightly and looked back.
However, when passing through the courtyard, Roja still heard whispers coming from nearby. The selectors looked at him from a distance and talked in low voices, as if they thought they were not noticed:
"This guy even hired an aborigine as his housekeeper. Have you seen him like that? It's so hypocritical and disgusting."
"He is full of outdated hierarchical ideas. He really thinks he is a noble and worships foreigners."
He didn't look back, just smiled coldly.
How many elites don't enjoy this feeling of being human? Only mediocre people pursue equality. How can we talk about equality between people? Being equal to those idiots is the greatest injustice to those who work hard.
Didn't he work his way up from the bottom to get where he is today, and he tried his best to seize every opportunity.
As for the "Stargate Declaration", hehe, "Stargate Declaration".
The other world is not a hierarchical society, and the relationships between people are clearly priced. In contrast, the master-servant relationship here is somewhat tender.
But staying here compared with these idiots is a waste of his time.
As for his pursuit, Roja pursed his thin lips and looked forward——
The guard was opening the door for him, and the flickering firelight of the fireplace in the living room reflected on his gloomy face that had become thinner due to time. He also enjoyed a time of adventure in his early years, but everything in the past had long since faded away with the stars.
They left him together.
Xinghui is like a goddess of youth who likes the new and hates the old. She always loves those young people who are in their prime, but discards them like broomsticks in the blink of an eye.
"I have some unexpected news for you."
Luo Ya walked to the center of the living room, threw a pile of information in his hand onto the coffee table, and said.
The sofa was like a group of ancient stone statues, and no one spoke. Only a middle-aged man who was as fat as a pig shook the cigar in his hand and replied:
"If it's about the air battle at Kelan'ao, then we already know it."
Luo Ya looked around at the fourteen people sitting here. People in the world cherish those glorious names, but often ignore the essence.
Because people are often confused by what they see and indulge in superficial information.
"Really, but I also have an eyewitness report here." He said calmly.
"Oh, what does it say?" The middle-aged man sat upright a little, like a puddle of flesh flowing on the sofa.
"This is an investigative report on that battle."
The fat man interrupted him unceremoniously, "I heard that the ones who attacked them were constructs, and there were a lot of them?"
But Luo Ya was not worried and answered steadily:
"There are sixty-three units. When the first attack wave arrived at the Onoyi, there were seven attack formations, each with seven structures. Later, at least two more formations were added, from many sides on the battlefield.
The eyewitness accounts all lead to consistent conclusions."
"Sixty-three stations, this is not something that kid can do. What does this mean?" The obese middle-aged man asked, "Is it the other party's people on that ship? Silver? Virus? Or He Wen?"
"Virus is an elite person."
"Okay, I remembered it wrong," the middle-aged man slapped his forehead, "but that girl was pretty decent, I remember her."
At this time, a steady voice asked: "Could it be that woman?"
Roja looked in that direction, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged man who was as cold as a stone statue. He shook his head, "Loofah has not returned to the second world."
"Then it's—?"
Roja replied: "The origin of those constructs remains to be investigated, but witnesses pointed out that their appearance is somewhat similar to that of the Shield Guardians. I have asked them to look in this direction, but I am afraid that the specifics are not yet known.
draw a conclusion”
At this time, there were whispers of discussion below.
Someone said: "... Regardless of who is on the boat, this tactic is not really creative. It's just that no one could make the construct cross the control distance of more than ten kilometers in the past... If the battle is within visual range, then
This tactic is meaningless..."
"With a control range of more than ten kilometers, could it be a signal amplifier?"
"The signal amplifier can't do it either. The best one can only amplify the control range by 10%."
"Does that mean the other party has a technology we don't know about?"
"That is……?"
"In fact, the battle lasted for an hour. In the whole process, two sailboats were sunk and three were damaged, and the local guild didn't even touch the opponent's side."
The hall suddenly became a little quiet.
Everyone looked at each other, and almost everyone thought of the possibility:
"Is it that thing?"
"It must be it—"
"But that sea witch...?"
"She is not trustworthy to begin with."
"But are you sure?"
People were talking a lot, and an old man with black spots on his face coughed slightly, raised his eyelids and looked at Roja in front of him: "Is this why you called us here?"
Roya nodded.
"So is there any way to be sure? You should know that when the plan is at a critical stage, we don't have that much energy to spread to other aspects."
"I'm afraid there is no way, but I have to remind everyone that this is not just the power of the source. You should also know that he is also the only person who has seen that thing." Roja looked around at everyone calmly and said slowly.
This sentence seemed to have an effect, and everyone sitting there fell silent.
The fat man turned around and said, "But we have already lost one chance. Do we still have a chance?"
The old man turned his attention to Roja, "Since it's your idea, let's talk about it."
Luo Ya was confident, "The military's sudden exercise is very suspicious. I guess someone is helping them behind the scenes, but unfortunately I can't catch the other party's handle. But it can help for a while, but it can't help forever. I have got some information and roughly guessed what they are going to do."
Where are you going to go?"
"That place is?"
Roja opened his mouth and mentioned a place name.
The atmosphere seemed to have become eerily quiet, with only the sound of the bonfire peeling.
The old man pondered for a moment and then asked: "Is the information reliable?"
"Nothing in this world is completely reliable," Roja replied coldly: "But this is the information provided by those people -"
The old man narrowed his eyes: "Those people...?"
Roya nodded.
The fourteen people on the sofa looked at each other, but made no comment.
Only the fat man had a look of reluctance on his face, "...But you want to go against the military again? Have you forgotten how you were almost exposed last time? The matter with the Dragon Fire Guild is still over."
The fat man was chattering endlessly, but a voice that sounded like a layer of ice suddenly interrupted him, "Those who want to quit can do so."
Roja looked around everyone with cold eyes, "Just think about the consequences and the fate of those betrayers."
The fat man shivered, and his face turned pale: "...I didn't say that, but you haven't done anything good recently, have you? You only know what you did in Stargate Port."
Luo Ya stood there quietly, looking at the fat man, forcing him back little by little with his terrifyingly calm eyes.
Finally he spoke calmly:
"That has nothing to do with you."
"you--!"
"Okay," the middle-aged man who had been silent and looked like a stone statue spoke again at this time: "Don't talk about these useless things, everyone's time is precious, let's just talk about it, what needs to be done?"
Only then did Luo Ya look away and replied directly: "It's very simple, I need to mobilize the gray shadow."
"Grey Shadow?" Fatty took a breath of air: "If you move that thing, what will happen to the direction of Rainbow Bay? What's more... not to mention that mobilizing the combined fleet... requires the approval of the alliance..."
"I have already obtained the approval." Roja bent down and pulled out a page from the pile of information on the table. "It's very simple. The other party is on the gray list. We just need to go through the official channels."
That’s it.”
He put the page on the low table and replied calmly: "Everyone, what I want to say is that you should use a bull's knife to kill a chicken, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Everyone was silent for a while.
But after a while, they nodded one after another.
…
Fang Yu looked at Luo Yu in surprise, and even his voice was muffled by the biting cold wind:
"What, uncle and aunt want to see me?"
That girl Tianlan couldn't hide any secrets with her chatter, let alone this was not a secret. He had heard from her that Luo Yu's parents were also Chosen Ones.
Although the two of them were not considered top-notch, they were somewhat famous among the selectors. With their influence, Luo Yu was sent to the youth training camp of the Oak Knights.
Although Luo Yu never mentioned this matter personally, Jita mentioned it two or three times inadvertently - Luo Yu's parents seemed to have very high demands on him.
His parents were Free Chosen, and they planned for him to join the Oak Knights. He had a higher background, and they naturally hoped that their son could excel on their own basis.
Luo Yu did not disappoint them once and showed great talent in the youth training camp. If the Oak Knights follow the original development trajectory, it is not impossible to go to the second world.
It’s just that his parents had retired for many years and returned to the earth. Why did they suddenly arrive in Etalia and want to see him? Fang Pliance couldn’t help but wonder if he had been in too much limelight recently, making them want to see him too.
My son’s somewhat famous leader?
This is not something he is boasting about. Ever since the battle of Kailan'ao, the reputation of the Seven Seas Brigade in the community has increased. The disparity of one to thirty-three in the battle - even he only found out after the fact that the arresting party actually
A luxurious lineup of thirty-three sailboats was dispatched.
However, three ships were sunk and two were damaged, while the Seven Seas Traveler was unscathed and swaggered through the blockade without even leaving a chance for the opponent to pursue.
The splendor of this battle could even be compared to some of Loofah's earlier famous battles. However, something beyond Fang Piao's expectation was that after this battle, no one discussed the Dragon Alchemist anymore.
Because everyone is guessing who the great alchemist on the ship is. Some people suspect that it is Ming because there are rumors on the Internet that Ming once taught him something.
Others directly pointed their speculation at the teacher who never appeared.
He did have such a teacher, but he was not a craftsman. What left Fang Pliong speechless was that no one thought he was the one who took action at that time.
Indeed, how is it possible?
But does it mean that Luo Yu's parents want to meet him as the leader of the group? To a certain extent, they also recognize his ability as the group leader? Fang Yu couldn't help but have some wild ideas.
But Luo Yu still looked taciturn and only nodded.
Fang Plover raised his head and looked in the direction of the port. After the military escorted them through the Ladder of the Old World, this was the last port to enter the Sea of Clouds.
This place is actually located in Ithurion, and is the northern branch of the Holy Mountain of Eldron. However, they did not pass through the Holy Mountain, but took the Howling Wind Passage for safety reasons.
This is the port of the dwarves. Although they still have the wanted notice of the Kaolin people, the dwarves cooperate closely with the military, so they can turn a blind eye to them.
They will make their final supplies here, and then head to Hengfeng Port. These are their last two destinations before arriving at Rainbow Kong Gorge.
He looked away from the knife-edge snow-capped mountains and asked again: "Uncle and aunt, have they said where they plan to meet us?"
"In Gula." Luo Yu replied.
Fang Plover thought for a moment. Gula is a neutral port, they can indeed dock there, and it used to be the sphere of influence of the Oak Knights.
He waved to the forest not far away: "Zan, please bring me the map."
Forest Praise nodded to him from afar, and braved the wind and snow to move the hunting map over.
They and Ms. Kuisu's group arrived at this place directly through the southern border and across the Nevad Trail. The Seven Seas Traveler had greeted them in advance before heading north, and the two parties agreed to meet here.
Naturally, Mr. Huiyan also arrived. Tianlan and Ai Xiaoxiao were extremely happy as they gathered around Mr. Huiyan, whom they had not seen for a long time. However, the latter only mooed happily when he saw Miss Aitila.
Fang Plover spread out the map and drew a few lines on it: "...After leaving Eldron, we have to send Miss Betsey and the others near Grande, but fortunately, it seems that the road is basically smooth. Then
From there, we take the road north and return to Rainbow Kong Gorge. It will be at least a week or two before we can see my uncle and aunt."
He looked at Luo Yu and asked, "Is it okay?"
Luo Yu only nodded, but still frowned.
"Why do you look so unhappy, Luo Yu?" Fang Yu couldn't help but ask, "This is not a big deal. You don't have to worry about it at all. They are your parents, and you are the Seven Seas Brigade
I’m a member of the group, so even if they want to ask to see me, it’s a matter of course.”
He patted the other party's shoulder, "And we won't waste much time. After meeting Mr. Mazak and the others, we will go to the Baozhang Coast, and then we can think about how to get the tickets to the second world. You
Your parents have very high demands on you, but we have even higher demands on the Seven Seas Troupe, don’t we—"