In November 1889, the free city of Haynes began to enter the mid-autumn season, and the cold snap from the Northland was unusually violent this year, although most of it was blocked by the St. Angaltex Mountains, but some of it was blown through the valley between the peaks and the flat river to the city of Haynes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe sky is always obscured by gray clouds, making the day in the city of Haynes always look gloomy and obscure, and the blue sky and sunny days are hard to come again, and the unusual weather seems to indicate some kind of coming great change.

The streets of the city, which used to be lively, are now open with only a few shops as usual, and the fierce autumn wind occasionally rolls up the yellow leaves in the sky, which has a particularly solemn meaning.

"The days of peace in the South Continent of St. Lunnan are numbered." Returning from the suburbs, Mr. Vitan, who had been silent all the way, suddenly burst out of his mouth with some kind of foreshadowing words.

I didn't respond to this sentence, I didn't care much about anything that lacked aesthetic taste, and I was dominated by some strange emotion. It seems that you also need to have considerable strength to become a beauty collector! The High Priest of the Blue Temple—this must be a position on the clouds, right? I should be as different from the ordinary me, right? What kind of status do I need to be commensurate with? To match the high position in the temple of faith, I am afraid that only the supreme king of the worldly power is right? Will this beautiful name intersect with my life? On 7 November, the southern gates of Haines began to pour into the first batch of ragged, hungry and cold refugees, and then a large number of refugees continued to pour in from the large and small gates of the west and south. From the mouths of the first refugees, there is news that shocks Haynes and even the continent of St. Lennan - the Kingdom of Dotir and the Becca Seliurista Alliance have gone to war!

The cause of the war is said to have been the mission led by the Archduke of Fermingdo, who had been sent by the Becca Cherryusta League to the Kingdom of Dottier to settle the territorial dispute between the two countries on the Horthman Plain, which was attacked by an army of the Kingdom of Dotir on the way, and the Archduke Fermingor and the members of the mission were all killed, and only one escort soldier escaped, the incident shocked the whole of the Union, and less than a week later, an even more shocking news came - the king of the Kingdom of Dotir, Emit II, had been assassinated! The Assassin was captured and confessed to being instructed by the Alliance. Elmit III, the new successor of the Kingdom of Dortyre, vowed to avenge his father, angrily waved the sword of the king, and personally led an army of 100,000 to fight with the equally angry Becca Sheliurista alliance army on the Holsman Plain, in just ten days, the war continued to escalate, from a local war to the entire territory of the two countries, hundreds of towns were flattened by the other party's vengeful army, the former glorious cities were reduced to ruins, and large and small villages were drowned in raging fires. Large tracts of farmland are barren, corpses are strewn across the field, rivers of blood are flowing, and large numbers of residents have been displaced...... Due to the war, the river and land transportation to Hennes between the two countries have been blocked by the armies of the two countries due to military considerations, and the refugees can only cross the mountains and mountains to enter the city of Hennes through the rugged mountain roads.

Due to the influx of hungry people, the city of Haynes was short of food, and on November 14, my father ordered all gates leading to the two countries to be closed to refugees and the river channel controlled. For a time, a large number of refugees gathered outside the city, and angry hungry people continued to storm the city gates on the west and south sides, trying to break in. So my father ordered the soldiers defending the city to fight back with strong swords and magic cannons, and immediately the outside of the city was full of mourning, and the corpses were all over the place, and the scene was unbearable. Because of this, his father attracted a lot of condemnation and accusations, and won the infamy of "cruelty and unkindness", but his father was unmoved and retorted: "Humanitarianism also has to talk about occasions, how can you talk about humanity and justice when you have an existential crisis?" If you think I'm not doing it right, I can open the gates and let the hungry people in, but you'll have to feed the millions of hungry people. One sentence blocked the mouths of the crowd.

Late December marks my sixteenth birthday, but at this moment, the merchant returning from the Faratis Empire brings back the bad news that has sent the entire population of Haynes into a midwinter nightmare - the Faratis Empire has amassed a large number of troops on the border with Haynes, and there is also news of frequent movements of warships in the port closest to Henness.

What was the Faradis Empire thinking? Do you want to take advantage of the opportunity to occupy Haynes or do you want to intervene in the war between the Kingdom of Dotir and the Becca Shelurista Alliance? A haze floated over the city of Henes, fearful, uneasy, and suspicious...... All kinds of negative emotions hit people's hearts like a frenzy, and people ushered in one day and night after another in extreme mental panic.

When the night came, I stood on the balcony and looked up at the starry sky, and I couldn't help but shiver when a gust of wind blew.

"The wind has turned." I mumble to myself.

"The wind of history is about to turn, when the wind of history no longer flows in the established direction as people expect, the people in the middle of it are either insensitive or hesitant and overwhelmed, even if they are aware of this great change, too many people are unable to grasp the true direction of history, and only a very few people can correctly grasp the pulse of history and make it in step with their goals." Excerpt from Tina Anthony's "The Pace of the History of the Saint-Lun Empire"

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