Chapter 71: A banquet with hidden agendas (Part 1)
New Year 557, March 7th.
Cruzde Federation, Binglin Province, Xinfeng Town, old neighborhood in the center of the town, town administration center building.
The sun hanging high in the sky has just cast its last rays of light on the melting land of Crusted, and the whole world seems to have escaped into a strange golden scroll at this moment.
The hustle and bustle of the war has just come to an end, and the "unintentional people" lying on the newly recovered position of the new town administrator Morun have been under the power of Duck's water source magic source, with the help of the last bit of winter ice.
Han, was completely frozen and thrown into a pre-dug hole, and was completely transformed into a broken existence by the explosives.
The long-lost and short-lived tranquility has returned to this human settlement area that seems to have been forgotten by time. Shrouded in a golden shell, it seems sacred but incompatible with this era of wasteland.
There are no industrial facilities in the residential area of Xinfeng Town. Most of the new industrial zones established after the New Year were located far away from the town and closer to the northeast edge of the ice and snow field.
The castles, short towers, churches and ground-floor residences left over from the time of Charles XII are almost perfectly preserved. As they move, they rise and fall one after another under the clear-cut outlines of the pitch black silhouetted by gold, until they have already become semicircular orange buildings.
The huge red monster tried its best to cast down the last trace of crimson rhythm. The speeding "Kaci" car stopped elegantly at the entrance of the administrative center building and turned off the engine.
A few seconds later, "Wind Mine", who was wearing an elegant tuxedo, holding a putoian gentleman's crutch, and a top hat, gracefully walked out of the car under Mirren's service and came to the gate.
This is the entrance directly to the most important administrative area of this town. During the three years of co-management, "Wind Mine" often traveled between here and the north, exploring mysterious things in the ice and snow, "Plamini"
"Things related to the "Universal Energy Evolution Platform", but whenever he returns to Xinfeng Town, he will always choose to live here and enjoy a feeling similar to that of a governor assigned to manage affairs in the area in the old empire.
Only this time, his role has undergone a huge change. He no longer returns as the host, but as a collaborator and guest to participate in the banquet organized by the new chief Morun.
Also invited was "Future" who was wearing a slim white dress.
Duck looked back and saw that the dress on "Future" still had many wrinkles even after being ironed many times. It was obviously rummaged out of a dusty pile of debris.
However, his innocent and childish face does not seem inconsistent or artificial when paired with this outfit, as long as there is no mark on his forehead that is related to the dark night and implies that it contains the power of darkness.
One black and one white, the two invited leaders of the "Order Society" are like the "yin and yang" that symbolizes the basic symbol of all things in Eastern culture, and more like the Khitan religious legend of claiming the life of a dying person and leading him into falling.
The executor of the place of judgment before reincarnation.
After waiting in front of the iron fence gate for a full fifteen minutes, until the sky turned completely dark, the crimson moon replaced the orange sunset, and the surrounding gas street lights were turned on one after another, "Wind Mine" and "Future" were allowed to enter.
Neatly dressed and armed, even with their faces covered, security personnel from the Capital Guard led them into the administrative center building.
Entering the hall on the first floor, they were led down by several unfamiliar soldiers who were also from the Capital Guard. They were wearing standard dark green military uniforms. Judging from their appearance and temperament, they were similar in age to "Feng Kuang", but But he has handsome silver hair, and his face is covered with distortions and deep scars, so much so that it is almost difficult to recognize his facial features.
His name is Betofen Karlovnov, and he claims to be an old subordinate of Molun. He once served in the "Far Northeast Army" and was sent to the "Military Strategy Study" arranged by the Federal Council and the Strategic Group after the end of this time. Xinfeng Town assists Morun on the front line.
"Wind Mine" has heard about "military strategy learning". Starting from the 22nd Emperor Yin Fan of the old empire, basically every subsequent emperor after he ascended the throne would select battle-hardened warriors from the armies of various places], possessing extraordinary Users of magical power, upper-level professionals, etc.
Some of them have powerful physical abilities, extremely strong physical strength, endurance and resistance, like wild beasts, such as Wulfya. They also have super strong mental thinking ability and can understand the characteristics of individual enemies and armies in a very short period of time. Weaknesses, and can skillfully use various standard weapons, and can even develop and assemble new equipment on its own.
What's more, after forming a spirit to condense the magic source power, or taking the developed magic source potion, the refined crest, or the innate symbol related to the power of the gods, it can transform into various religions. And legendary devils, sacred objects, or possess powers beyond cognition and understanding, such as transformation, alienation, giantization, mental control, etc.
The original purpose of Yin Fan 22 in creating this kind of tradition was to discover and count these individuals who might be a threat to the empire, and to cultivate their identification with the Krusted country and nation through "military strategic learning", and at the end of the learning Then give them a higher rank or transfer them directly to the capital to turn dangerous factors into favorable factors.
He believes that as long as a ruler with normal intelligence will continue his policy, understand its connotation, and eliminate its inherent instability factors through peaceful and mutual utilization.
Indeed, even after the demise of the old empire, the Krusted Federation still did not subvert this tradition, but the Federal Council's control over various places was no longer as good as that of the old empire, and the prices that could be offered under limited conditions were often not satisfactory.
After learning that Bethoven in front of them had just finished his "military strategy study", "Wind Mine" and "Future" quickly cheered up and paid more attention to the things around them.
The two of them were weighing in their hearts whether they could successfully escape from here if Chief Molun had a sudden idea to regard this banquet as their "last supper".
However, "Wind Mine" knew that from the moment the "Order" announced its cooperation with the Federal Council, their fate was completely in the hands of the chief executive, the supreme Vasily. The scattered organizations of the lost are no longer They may be accepted, but if they are abandoned, they have absolutely no chance to resist.
But "Wind Mine" knows that the technology of human beings, especially the Cruzeid Federation, is rapidly returning to the average level of the old empire. It is only a matter of time before they can achieve internal unity and work together to fully restore human civilization and eliminate the "Lost Ones". In terms of the present and the future, "New God", "Yin Min" and "Lei Ye" have all chosen the latter, while "Feng Mine" has decided to escape.
Since the power system in Xinfeng Town is not as reorganized as in large cities under the jurisdiction of the Federal Council, even though several diesel generators have been urgently deployed, the overall power is still unable to supply the nearly ten-story administrative center building.
Under the leadership of Bethoven, "Wind Mine" and "Future" walked along the rapidly dimming stairs to a long and narrow road that exuded a weak, dim light, leading to the large banquet room on the second underground floor.
"Mr. 'Wind Mine' and 'Mr. Future', my commander Mo Lun has told me that he liked the Khitanris-style dishes you invited him to taste the previous time, so this time not only did he personally invite Yingor Jun
Comrade Stantinier, and placed many oriental-style decorations in this corridor and hall.
"It's a pity that you two came too late. If you had come even fifteen minutes earlier, it wouldn't be as dark as it is now." Bethoven apologized in a hoarse voice.
"It doesn't matter." "Feng Mine" smiled and said:
"We are not suitable for being in an environment surrounded by strong light. The lost and semi-lost are not naturally compatible with light."
"That's good, please move forward." Bethoven stood up straight and pointed the direction.
Not long after entering the corridor, "Wind Mine" and "Future" discovered the first "wonderful" oriental element, which was a couplet written in black Crusted characters on a long red paper.
Most people in Crusted are no strangers to Eastern culture, and "Wind Mine" knows that this may be a good wish written by people from the Fire Empire who lived in the capital last month to celebrate the Eastern New Year.
However, in a normal sense, couplets would be pasted on the door, but these two couplets were pasted on the originally white wall that reflected the dim light, one on each side, giving an indescribable sense of violation.
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Lanterns with oriental dragon totems, symbolizing traditional power and festive atmosphere, were placed on both sides of the road in a strange posture. When "Wind Mine" and "Future" walked by, they gradually emitted a white light and then quickly extinguished.
Continuing forward, the lantern no longer exists, replaced by a lion in the traditional Khitan art style hanging on the ceiling of the corridor above its forehead, with a big crimson tongue sticking out of its huge red head. As the three people walked by,
It swayed back and forth due to the slight air current, just like the lowly citizens who were hanged in the Second Age.
Forcibly restraining the doubt-turned-fear caused by seeing these disharmonious factors in the spiritual realm, "Wind Mine" and "Future" finally walked to a giant door three to four meters high illuminated by red light.
"We're here, this is the entrance to the hall." Berthoven said, pulling down a lever on the right that controlled the electrical lighting.
Suddenly, the incandescent light finally briefly covered the limited area at the end of the corridor, which also made the disharmonious feeling here disappear a bit.
But the short-term mental comfort did not last long. A few seconds later, the two of them were wearing red collars, clothes, long-sleeved gowns with black oriental emblems embroidered on the body and laces, and their faces were covered with pink cosmetics.
The banquet staff, who had their lips and eyelids smeared with red bio-dye and had pure black hair, walked forward with almost no body movement, floating like a ghost.
