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Chapter 145: The Country of Glory in Remembrance

The next morning.

A little bird with a white belly and green feathers landed outside the round window of the room. It tilted its head curiously and pecked at the glass window, making a slight thumping sound, and then suddenly spread its wings and flew away.

The silver-haired girl in the room was still sleeping on the white quilt, her body rising and falling slowly with her breathing. In this way, the sun slowly shone into the room, dyeing her face golden, and then slowly returned to a cold tone.

Until ten minutes past noon, there were knocks on the door on the first floor of the light blue house. The regular rhythm reminded me of a familiar secretary-general.

Lorraine Hill's eyelashes trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes. In her blue and transparent eyes, she was briefly confused after waking up from sleep, and then recovered. Although she is an extraordinary person, she is like an ordinary person when sleeping.

The difference is not big, or I can say I can sleep better.

If she really wanted to sleep, she would probably be able to sleep for several years and wake up just like she did when she woke up.

She knew that this was Palinsha's knock on the door, but the maid secretary-general was always sensible and would not easily disturb her rest. There must be something going on at this time.

"Wait a moment." She said, then changed into a white dress and walked down the stairs.

After opening the door, Palinsha was standing outside. She was wearing an elegant black and white maid outfit, but even so, her own special temperament was so conspicuous, making people feel reliable and capable.

"Your Highness Lorraine Hill, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. Here's what happened..." Then she talked about what she had seen along the way and Lord Feheran's request for an audience.

"That's it, I understand."

The two of them were walking in the corridor of the palace, talking as they walked, Lorraine Hill nodded, and in a blink of an eye they came to a quiet and beautiful courtyard.

On the green lawn, there is a white round table with a teapot and water on it. An old man is sitting at the table, while two young people, a man and a woman, in the courtyard are looking at the colorful butterflies in the garden.

"Hello, are you Master Feheran?" As the host, Lorraine Hill naturally took the initiative to say hello.

"Hello, are you the Sage of Lorraine Hill?" Although he had heard the description and rumors of this Sage, Feherang was still surprised when he saw the real person.

Is this girl, who looks about 17 years old and only has Sequence 5 strength, the symbol of this country? This is really an unbelievable fact.

Fortunately, many years of training and experience prevented his expression from showing clearly. After being slightly startled, he stood up. Although this young sage is still young, she is a witch. As time goes by, she will reach

Sequence 9 is only a matter of time, and the other party still has a long lifespan.

"It's me, please sit down." Lorraine Hill sat on one side of the white round table, and then asked several maids to pour hot tea and bring some fresh fruit.

The two of them first exchanged polite greetings and introduced each other before gradually getting down to business.

"Does Lord Feheran know how many Sequence 9s there are in Frost Rose, that is, on the former Lurna side?"

Since Crancia was founded not long ago, not much is known about the secretive Sequence 9. This is also the issue that Lorraine Hill is most concerned about at the moment.

"I don't know the details about this, but I estimate that there should be 2-3 people. Even if there are still hidden ones, there will be no more than 4." Feherang said.

"Even so, it's terrifying." Lorraine Hill sighed.

After she woke up in the sanctuary that day, she learned what exactly happened at the Holy Mountain of Kalunriel that night. Binies almost single-handedly suppressed the extraordinary beings present and took control of the situation.

Although there is only one word difference between Sequence 8 and Sequence 9, it is actually immeasurable. The difference is like the difference between heaven and earth.

The existence of Sequence 9 is the pinnacle that mortals can reach. According to Lorraine Hill's information from the previous Twilight Era, if you want to be promoted to Sequence 10, you must be recognized by the Throne of God and share part of the power of the crown before you can advance from Sequence 10.

Stand out from the limitations of 9.

Compared with Sequence 8, Sequence 9 has its own distinctive characteristics. Each Sequence 9 is unique, a complete explosion of self-belief and potential, and cannot be imitated.

Almost all the training paths for extraordinary sequences lead up to sequence 8. If you want to become sequence 9, it depends on your personal destiny.

After sighing with emotion, Lorraine Hill asked the old man again about the status of the highest transcendent person in the country during the West Wind.

"I have been in the Zephyr Army for decades, and I still know something about it."

"When West Wind was most powerful, it should be in the early days of the founding of the country. Roland and other friends and others, there were at most 6 Sequence 9s existing at the same time. But with the passing of the golden generation, the number of Sequence 9s existing at the same time later became less.

Too much."

"The last small peak was about a hundred years ago. When I was in my prime, including me, there were three people in the west wind who were ranked 9th. At that time, the country had just opened the North-South Canal, ushering in a period of prosperity and wealth."

"Then came the slow decline, the lean years, and finally the rise of Crancia." The old man recalled the past years.

"When West Wind Capital was besieged, I considered taking action, but then gave up. Because I knew that even if I took action, it would only last for decades. The foundation of this country's once rule has been slowly exhausted.

It’s not something that can be changed by just one person.”

"Even the existence of Sequence 9 cannot maintain the building that is riddled with holes. But in the new Clancia, I saw more hope and commendable places, so in the end I just let it go."

He picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a slow sip before turning his gaze to the silver-haired girl in front of him.

"Besides, you have done a good job. You have not been dazzled by hatred and killed blindly. Instead, you have always restrained your surging emotions and considered the long term, allowing the people on this land to change the situation with the least casualties.

come over."

"When I was young, I saw many revolting troops, but they had no enthusiasm. Although they knew how to resist, they had no idea where to go after resisting. In the end, except for spilling a piece of blood, they still could not change the established fact. Even if they gained power

, it’s just that a group of people changed to sit in that position, and he soon became corrupted and became disgusting.”

"It's easy to fight impulsively, but it's very difficult to move towards the goal rationally and clearly for a long time."

"This is why I am surprised by you. It seems that there is a dead end loop with no front, and a road leading to a spacious wilderness suddenly appears in the forest on the side."

Lorraine Hill looked at the old man with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and felt a little embarrassed to be praised so highly. In fact, she was just standing on the shoulders of great men. It was thanks to the continuous attempts of an entire generation of civilization,

Only then did we find this feasible path.

Of course, there are still imperfections, but this does not negate its greatness. Compared with the unfair and corrupt past, it can be said to have made great progress.

Although the road is tortuous, when everyone wakes up, we can always see hope, right? Each generation has its own mission. If you take one step and one more step, the road will eventually open up slowly.

"Now that the Frost Alliance is invading, do you think the opponent's Sequence 9 existence will take the initiative?" Lorraine Hill asked curiously.

"Perhaps, but only 1-2 should participate, and the rest will still stay in the mainland to guard against the Green Empire." Feherang said.

"In addition, please do not regard the Frost Alliance as a whole. I have been to Rurna and I know the constitution of the country quite well. There are many voices within it. They mostly stand together for their own interests.

That’s all.”

"If Crancia wants to defeat or completely resist the attack this time, they need to communicate well, win over, and divide the several factions among them. In this case, after several attacks fail and the people and money are wasted, their internal voices will gradually become noisy.

.”

"That's what the parliamentary system is like. When the situation is good, there is harmony. But at critical moments, when sacrifices need to be made to get through the hard times, everyone gives in."

"Because in their eyes, sacrifice means losing their own interests in exchange for others to survive, and they will not be appreciated by others. It is an extremely stupid behavior."

"This is also where I have some disdain for the overly smart mages like Lurna. Sometimes the more calculating they are, the harder it is to win people's hearts."

"Although West Wind is unsightly when it is decaying, it was not like this at the beginning. Once upon a time, this was also a shining and glorious country..."

Slowly, Feheran recalled the era when the west wind revived, and told about the knights in the 'Battle of the Broken Bow' who held high the swallow-tailed flag and entered the battlefield with glory and courage.

An era where guns are like a sea and heroes emerge in large numbers.


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