2. The secret mission of the Governor
The Holy Light Devoutist, the Governor's personal ship, has a state-of-the-art Void Engine that can make space jumps in extreme environments, and has a high-energy defensive shield that can last more than 2 days even when surrounded by hostile starships ten times its size.
Even its shell, designed by the most famous starship expert, the dwarf master from the Most High Home Star, Ms. Huley Mecatok, is a true work of art, and when necessary, it will also become the sharpest weapon of destruction, the perpetual motion energy chamber can supply a steady stream of energy to the six main guns on both sides of the starship, and in the most extreme case, it can even destroy a small ecological planet.
It's an unimaginable luxury, and certainly a symbol of the status of a top-level bloodline aristocracy like Governor Huron, who now serves as the flagship of this fleet, and is heading towards a remote planet in the vast universe.
Dressed in officer uniforms, Kelman and Baslon stood in the reception room of the Devotion of the Light, looking at the low-key but luxurious dΓ©cor around them, full of a certain special flavor, and they always felt a little uncomfortable, this was the first time they had met such a big person.
At present, there are 137 star regions under the command of the Azeroth Federation, that is to say, there are only 137 governors in the entire Federation, and the absolute real power figures are like an emperor in their respective star regions.
"You're welcome, sit down, you two. β
Huron reached out and took the juice from the attendant, and waved his hand at the two officers, compared to the middle-aged Colonel Kelman, the young Basilon looked at Huron with admiration in his eyes, although the governor was young, his deeds were already a contemporary legend among all believers in the Light.
He has single-handedly persuaded civilizations that tried to rebel against the Federation, led fleets in brutal interstellar wars and won, and is a sincere believer in the Light, and is said to have received blessings and receptions from the gods on the Most High Home Planet.
In short, this is a big man with a legendary glow all over his body, and he is very easy-going, like a hermit as the legend goes.
"Mr. Governor, I have some doubts. β
Kelman is a veteran of three wars, and he has witnessed almost all the wars in the PrΓΌkh Star Zone, so the colonel is more concerned about the operation itself than Baslon, he looked at Huron and said,
"There's nothing to explore on the Origin Star other than the ruins of a civilization that has collapsed, and even the local indigenous civilizations have almost forgotten about that place, not to mention the use of an entire fleet this time, and frankly, I don't think we'll find anything valuable on that barren planet. β
"No, no, Mr. Kelman, you have a slight problem with your understanding of value. β
Huron put down the cup in his hand and said to Kelman in a tone between old friends, "The indigenous civilization of Zhiyuan is meaningless to us, they may have had technology that can cross the stars, but now they are just a group of poor creatures crawling on the ground, there are countless small civilizations like this in the Federation, but the meaning of their lost civilization origin itself is the greatest value we expect from this trip." β
A mysterious smile appeared on the Governor's face, and he changed his words and said with a smile,
"Colonel Kelman, I've seen your resume, an excellent soldier, a qualified commander, from the ancient triangular star region, with a clean background, so to speak, have you ever thought about becoming a member of the bloodline nobles?"
This sudden question made people middle-aged Kelman stunned for a moment, when he was young, he also fantasized about promoting the ranks of blood nobles by virtue of military merits, but after seeing the cruelty of war, Kelman's ambition slowly faded, after more than ten years of war experience, he became a colonel, which is already a rare inspirational model for ordinary soldiers, but now, a noble governor asked this question, which can not help Kelman's heart is not excited.
He took a deep breath and nodded,
"What soldier wouldn't want to be a general?, Mr. Governor, every soldier of the Federation aspires to enter the ranks of glory of the bloodline nobility, but not everyone has that kind of luck. β
"Lucky... It's a real puzzle. β
Huron nodded noncommittally, his eyes narrowed, and after a moment of silence, he added,
"1000 years ago, you only needed to participate in a Star Wars and win to become a bloodline noble, but now, the old men of the mother planet are becoming more and more strict about the review of bloodline nobles, and only 24 new nobles have appeared in the past 200 years, but this is actually not a bad thing, at least there will not be too much shameful waste like Molde Baron, oh by the way, I heard that this time he was killed by a demon while he was running away?"
Both the major and the major nodded a little embarrassedly, Molde Baron was the second son of the Duke who died on the Reach Star, a guy who would give people a headache whether he lived or died.
The Governor chuckled, he took a document from his bosom, placed it on the table in front of him, and gently pushed it towards Colonel Kelman opposite,
"Now this opportunity is in front of you, Colonel, each Governor of the Great Star District has 10 recommended places in his hands, as long as you sign this document, as long as you are lucky enough to favor us, you and I can get what we want! And we will also get the supreme glory, unimaginable, from the Supreme Home Star hanging in the air for 2000 years, as long as we are lucky enough, we will become the great heroes of the entire Federation!"
The Colonel swallowed hard, he didn't look at the document, he forced himself to look up, he looked into Huron's smiling eyes, he asked in a hoarse voice.
"So, what do I have to give? Mr. Governor. β
"Well, a really smart man!"
Huron picked up the glass of fruit juice again, and he lowered his head to avoid the nervousness in his eyes from being seen by the Colonel, and he asked in a slightly trembling voice.
"When you were escorting those archaeologists to study the indigenous civilization of Zhiyuan, I heard that you once strayed into the never-ending sandstorm of the world, and had some special encounters, and I want to know now, what did you encounter in that storm?"
"Tell me! Kelman, tell me everything, and I'll give you this spot!"
The atmosphere in the entire reception room stood still for a few minutes, and at last when Baslon felt like his breath was about to stop, Colonel Kelman finally spoke.
"Well, I knew that one day I would get in trouble for that recklessness, or be lucky. β
The Colonel reached out and unbuttoned the first button on his cuff, and snapped his fingers at the waiter, and he seemed to let go of it completely, and the restraint was completely gone.
"Bring me the best rum!"
The waiter hurried away, and a moment later offered Basilon and Kelman two glasses of delicate amber liquid of unimaginable value, and then bowed away, and the colonel took a sip of wine into his mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief, before Huron said with a hint of anticipation,
"I never mentioned that to anyone, yes, I saw something special in the dust storm, Mr. Governor, you should know that the indigenous civilization of the Reach Star migrated from that Star of Origin, and in their legend, in the depths of that barren land, there was a sleeping god who brought them unimaginable knowledge and power. β
Kelman took a big breath,
"I suspect... I doubt that their legend is true, that the Spirit of Origin really exists, because in the midst of that dust storm that no one may have dared to enter for thousands of years, I saw a pyramid, a building that did not conform to the style of the indigenous civilization, and I was lost at that time, and I could only keep moving towards the pyramid until I touched it..."
The glass in Huron's hand clicked as he pinched it, and it was clear that what had happened to Kelman contained everything he wanted to know, and he was looking forward to the mystery more than anyone else.
The colonel paused, he raised his left hand, took off his glove, and showed his palm to the governor,
"I touched it, and the power came into my body, and in an instant it cured all the dark diseases in my body, and it left me this... When I woke up, I was outside the dust storm, and that was my story, and I was afraid that the god had left something else on me, and I didn't even dare to say it. β
The Governor ignored Kelman's thoughts, he carefully examined the vague sign in Kelman's palm, then carefully took out a delicate box from his bosom, opened it, took out several ancient scrolls with patterns from it, and placed them on the table.
"Spread your hands, Colonel!"
The Governor picked up a magnifying glass and looked at the intricate sign in the Colonel's hand, comparing it with a dozen scrolls on the table, until 20 minutes later, when he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself,
"The first is the Grand Duke of Theramore, the second is Ulduar, the third is Lordaeron, and the fourth is the horizontal World Scepter, all related to him... Fate has finally favored us!"
"Colonel, you'll soon be a great hero of the Federation!"
Kelman could not comprehend the words that came out of Huron's mouth, but there was an unconcealable joy on the Governor's face, which ruined his composure, and he rose from his luxurious couch and walked around the hall like a young man of his age.
"The expectations of our ancestors will be fulfilled in my hands, the glory of Minethil will be strengthened, an ancient god will soon reappear in this universe, yes, Azeroth will be complete, and the High Mother Star will boil over it!"
He breathed a sigh of relief and motioned for the Colonel and Major not to speak, then removed a liaison device composed entirely of hedron from his waist, pressed the 27-digit code, and waited for 5 minutes before a deep voice came out of it.
"Huron boy, this secret communication can't be used unless it matters most, so let me guess, is the Krup Sector going to fall, or do you want to be imprisoned for up to 20 years?"
That voice was something that Kelman and Baslong had never heard, but just from the voice, a smell of blood and fire like steel could be heard, and it was obvious that the person on the other side was definitely not an ordinary person, he could call the governor a boy, he should be a real top boss.
The Governor also replied with a kind of junior humility,
"Old Marshal Dalyan, I naturally don't dare to violate military regulations, but this time, you and the legends of the entire Valhalla will forgive me... I found him!"
"Huh?"
"I have found the ancestors of my lineage, I have found the traces of the lost administrator and the gods!"
"What!"
The lazy voice of the old lion king suddenly became sonorous, "Huron boy, this kind of thing is not to be joked about! Otherwise, even your family and your country will not be able to protect you! Your old grandmother will not let you go!"
"Don't forget the catastrophic consequences of the previous farces, the wrath of the gods of Ulduar being fooled, you have seen it with your own eyes!"
"I know, but this time I'm 70% sure, I found four of his unique emblems here, right on the edge of the Pruk Star Zone, where the indigenous civilization produced a technological fault exactly 2,000 years ago, old marshal, believe me, I won't joke with my faith and my bloodline!"
"Okay! Give me the coordinates, and the First Fleet will leave immediately!"
Huron sent the coordinates of the Origin Star, as if thinking of something, and said,
"Old Marshal, the traces of demons have recently been spotted in the Pruk Star Zone, and I suspect they are looking for him as well. β
"They never stopped looking for him, and he was two completely different concepts for us and the demons. Listen, Huron, you know what he means, and I can tell you right now, it doesn't matter if the Pruk Sector falls completely! He's the most important thing! Contact Twilight's Hammer and Eredar, I need to keep the place 100% safe before the First Fleet arrives!"
"Whatever it takes!"