Sibia, waiting for the city, Youshuang Palace, deep in the underground palace.
A middle-aged officer in military uniform was running, his leather boots stepping on the bluestone in an unusually rapid manner. His footsteps overlapped and reverberated in the narrow passage. The volume and frequency were enough to make people raise eyebrows. But the gaze
As soon as he touched the logo on the middle-aged officer's chest and the fiery red envelope in his hand, others quickly stepped aside to make way for him.
Although there are many Sibian soldiers who can wear the rank of major general, there are only two in the Imperial Confidential Department, and only one can wear a special badge on his chest.
The silver-white quill surrounded by golden swords not only proves that this middle-aged man is a confidential official accompanying the emperor, but also shows that he also has the identity of a transceiver and decoder, so his confidentiality level is already high.
He has access to the top secrets of the Empire's military - if such a person is running around in the Empire's military aircraft center, it's best for everyone to get out of the way.
At the end of the passage, the security officer had already verified the Major General's identity in advance, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door of the conference room. Then he held the handle and opened and closed it in line with the other party's forward speed. The Major General moved through the two doors in a tacit understanding.
The gap between them slipped in.
"Report! The confidential room received the highest-level secret document a quarter of an hour ago, and it has been translated!" Regardless of the sweat on his head, the major general said to several officers at the conference table: "The party that submitted the document used the Liaison Department's
The sender, the sending location is the Iron Leaf Mountain settlement under the freezing point system, and the sender’s verification code is - boiling, boiling, boiling!"
Upon hearing this, several people sitting at the conference table stood up at the same time. Although everyone's expressions were slightly different, overall they were mostly surprised.
Because within the Sibia Empire, this "boiling, boiling, boiling!" identification code is unique, because it represents no one else, but Cohen Keda!
Although it is just a word repeated three times, three passwords are used, and different algorithms are added over time and order. The real content that follows is also independently encrypted. The whole country can translate His Majesty
There are only a handful of confidential officials with such confidential information. Currently, there are only three of them. One is accompanying the imperial concubine, the other is in the Holy Capital, and the last one is right in front of you.
"Bring it to me and see!"
The bearded Lieutenant General Heldt snatched the red envelope from the confidential officer's hand and was about to tear it open when he saw the stern eyes of His Excellency the General Staff Officer. Then Heldt remembered who had the highest position.
, smiled and handed the envelope over. The General Staff Officer calmed down first, and then gently tore a hole on the side of the envelope.
It seemed that his condition was not very good. It seemed that he had stayed up all night for several consecutive nights, and his eyes were filled with fine bloodshot eyes.
"It's your majesty's secret document. Your majesty said that he is doing well now. He has taken out the blood treasure. His body is intact and he can move freely. But he can't come back to the city for the time being..." The voice of the general staff officer sounded, slightly agitated.
Hoarse, but to others it sounds as beautiful as fairy music: "His Majesty said that he has several things that must be completed and requires close cooperation from our side..."
"As long as Cohen is safe now," said the mature and prudent Lieutenant General Moya, "There can be no accidents during the critical period."
"Yes." The general staff officer's eyes followed the handwriting on the secret document. Suddenly, his fingers holding the letter trembled, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He speeded up the browsing speed, and finally read it from beginning to end.
After watching it again, he muttered to himself: "This...sir, your joke has gone too far!"
Lieutenant General Carlos's actions aroused the curiosity of others. After the letter was turned around in everyone's hands at an extremely fast speed, the few people present did not speak anymore. They just looked at each other, their eyes looking at each other.
It conveys confusion, doubt and caution.
After a long time, Lieutenant General Carlos remembered that the confidential officer was still there and waved him out, but the secret document was not given to him for his files.
"Carlos, you are our general staff officer. You should know what we are worried about. I personally do not believe that Cohen would waste the lives and deaths of so many people." In the end, it was Lieutenant General Moya who opened the door first.
Mouth: "Then, on the premise that the secret document is authentic and credible, please try to explain to us the purpose of Cohen's arrangement."
"The first half of this arrangement should be easy to understand. Your Majesty wants the Demon Buluk Empire to be taken advantage of. There is no problem with the logic. The key is why the superior clan fell into this trap, and what did your Majesty use to attract... But
Since His Majesty is very confident, then we don’t have to worry.” The general staff officer analyzed: “As for the second half of this arrangement, I can’t explain it, because there are too many missing links in the middle.
Sealing secret documents is not enough to continue the clues. Then there is only one explanation. What we know, or what is mentioned in this secret document, is only part of His Majesty’s arrangement, and His Majesty did not tell us the key link.”
"In other words, Your Majesty will use other people to complete key links?"
Following Jack's words, everyone looked at the commander of the Imperial Liaison Department, their eyes so sharp that Mafa, who has the title of Blood Lord, was shocked: "Don't look at me, I don't know anything!"
"In this case, things will take a lot of thinking." Lieutenant General Moya withdrew his gaze, and after a long time he said with enlightenment: "Analyzing the links involved in the secret document, my conclusion is that Cohen based on the framework of the original plan
and launch conditions have been significantly modified, but we have no time to investigate the reasons now, and the staff department does not have time to conduct simulations..."
"Then do it!" Lieutenant General Helter hit his huge fist so that the table shook: "Cohen has already made it very clear what he wants us to do!"
"I believe Cohen." Knowing that he couldn't hesitate, Moya looked around the conference table: "Who has a different opinion?"
"No." Mafa licked her chapped lips excitedly.
"No." In a calm tone, Jack fiddled with the engagement ring on his left hand with two fingers.
"No." Carlos folded the letter and put it in his pocket.
"Then do it like this!" Moya made the final decision, slamming his palms on the table, shaking the lieutenant general's uniform on his shoulders: "The staff department immediately formulated the steps before and after, the liaison department was responsible for cover, and the military law department supervised the implementation.
Geert and I are in charge - start taking action!"
Less than an hour later, the door of the conference room was pushed open violently, and the herald's strong voice sounded.
"Order! Immediately summon General Leiden Lorenzo of the Logistics Department in the third conference room!"
"Order! Summon the leaders of the Liaison Department's Internal Liaison Bureau, Secrecy Bureau, Special Intelligence Bureau, and Independent Third and Fifth Divisions in the sixth conference room!"
"Order! Summon the staff officers, enemy intelligence officers, and operators from the staff headquarters to lieutenant colonels and above, and rush to the main conference room immediately!"
"Order! Summon the leading officers above the colonel of the Military Justice Department in the second conference room!"
"Order! The local garrison, Guards, and generals above the regiment commander immediately go to the military war room to wait for action orders!"
On the sixty silver magic lamp holders, a total of six hundred clusters of magic flames are burning in the lampshades. The soft and constant light is evenly sprinkled in the quiet and vast space, but it cannot add any warmth to the hall. Because of the area in the hall
The huge magic crystal is of ice nature, and it exudes a biting chill all the time. Silks of white mist settle from the surface of the crystal, and then spread along the floor, until the entire hall is covered.
The little princess of the Guangming God Clan with an indifferent face was kneeling in this layer of mist. She closed her eyes slightly and remained motionless. She was still wearing the evening dress for the big day, and the fiery red skirt was spread out in a circle underneath her.
, like a rose blooming in the snow. In front of her, in the spar, is the sleeping Fichet Chamet, with that meaningful smile still on his face.
From the day she was "married", the little princess had been kneeling in the hall in accordance with Cohen's order. She did not resist, did not speak, and did not even move her body at all.
And Cohen Keda never paid attention to her again, not even a drop of water was brought in...
Of course, the little princess is not an ordinary human being and will not starve to death or die of thirst. Cohen's intention is very obvious. He needs the little princess to atone for her sins in this way, but Her Royal Highness the little princess regards this as a fight with Cohen Keda
A battle of wills. As a member of the Light God Clan, the little princess must not show weakness in front of mere humans. She firmly believes that one day, Cohen Keda and Sbia will receive a hundred times the revenge!
Neat footsteps came closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the door that had never been opened before. Two magicians were singing the Elvish language softly, and unlocked the symbolic magic seal on the door. Then, in the hall,
The door was slowly opened, the warm air from outside rushed in, and a few hairs on the little princess's cheeks fluttered softly.
"Good day, Your Highness." A soft-footed elf woman approached the little princess and whispered: "I have just received the order from His Majesty the Emperor, and asked Your Highness to move to the other palace to accompany you."
"A villa?" The little princess smiled coldly: "Does the Sibia royal family have a villa?"
"Since His Majesty said there is, then there will definitely be." Although the female elf's attitude was gentle, her words were very tough, and she could not tolerate the little princess' refusal: "The motorcade is ready. Please allow me to wait for Your Highness to travel."
The little princess did not refuse. She stood up from where she was and asked the female elf to put a velvet cloak on her shoulders. Then she walked out under the guidance of the female elf.
The "waiters" who followed the little princess were all elves. Regardless of whether they were men or women, they were all modest and courteous and answered all questions, so that the little princess never had a chance to get angry.
There was indeed a large motorcade waiting inside the palace gate. The little princess looked back and forth: "Even if I travel, I don't seem to need so many carriages. Do you want me to go to Tanxi?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, half of these carriages are allocated to another Highness. But she is not in Youshuang Palace at the moment, so we can only meet up halfway." The female elf who followed the little princess replied: "Because the other palace
It is a place with excellent scenery built within the dividing line, so the journey is longer, so the number of items prepared is correspondingly larger.”
"In this case, I am very curious about this palace." The little princess said coldly: "Don't let me down."
"Your Highness, please travel." The female elf directly ignored the little princess's resentment: "Please get in the car."
The little princess didn't say anything else, she got on the carriage directly, and the motorcade set off immediately, heading towards the city gate amidst the curious eyes of others. (To be continued)