Chapter 38: Fire for three years at most
After a full meal, Weiss and Batelar came out of Professor Yang's house and walked towards the school gate. After chatting before, I found that the two were born in the same year and month, Weiss was only ten days older than him, but it seemed that he was two or three years older than Batraar, which was obviously a "side effect" of his military career.
The "Golden Cannonball" is easy to get drunk and is too good to drink. When I went out, I felt that the wine was half awake. The two didn't speak at first, just walked forward silently. In this quiet campus, it feels like only the sound of the wind and their rubbing footsteps. As he walked, Batra said, "It's a pity, I'm leaving again, I'm really reluctant!" β
"Back to Wessex?" Weiss asked casually.
"Yes, it's a cold place, not only the weather is cold, but the hearts of the people are also cold, everything is very cold, and I can't feel the warmth of home." Batra babbled on and on.
"Yes, no matter how good the conditions outside are, they can't compare to the warmth of your own home!" Weiss said with heartfelt emotion. Being in Liberty City, I miss not only the home of Somsonas, but also the real home that I don't know how far away.
"Actually, after the expiration of this term, I will most likely be sent to the Norman Empire." Bartville lowered his voice.
"Huh?" Weiss is slightly different. Although he was not a diplomat, he was aware of the foreign policy of the Federation. Diplomatic relations between the Confederation and the Norman Empire have not been restored since the severance of diplomatic relations was announced 24 years ago. Even in long periods of peace, their diplomatic liaison had to be relayed through a neutral third party, so much so that an entire generation of Federalists had an impression of the Norman Empire through rumors in taverns and cafes.
"Yes, with the joint promotion of the top level of both sides, the normalization of diplomatic relations is a matter of time. Maybe after the New Year, our first diplomats will be sent there. I'm based in Wessex and I'm familiar with Norman things, so I'm a priority! Batraar explained simply.
Wei Si said: "Everyone has their own value, and it is better to be able to play their value than to do nothing!" β
"If there is a real normalization of diplomatic relations, this is a thing to be happy about, because dialogue is the best way to resolve contradictions and hatred." Batelar may be happy because he has drunk alcohol, or is about to say goodbye to his hometown, and once he has entered the state of work, he can no longer talk casually, so he has a feeling of vomiting and happy.
Weiss was deeply touched by the military threat of the Norman Empire, especially after talking to the governors and Nikolai recently, and felt that the current international situation was calm on the surface, but in fact it was still turbulent.
"I don't know the Norman consul, but I have come into contact with the prince of Baras, who wields military power. It's also funny to say that I was drinking at the same table with him and didn't know his identity until later, when I learned that it was a prominent person! Batelar shook his head, it was clear that he was haunted by the pastβno one likes to be fooled and teased, perhaps because of a lack of vigilance, and they think of each other as someone to talk to.
"He's an ambitious man." "I've dealt with him, three times to be exact. The first time, I thought he was just an ordinary Norman cadet and didn't care at all. The second and third times were head-to-head, and there was no winner. β
"Yes, that's right!" Batelar replied, "Ambitious, not inferior to any of his predecessors." It's just that his ambition is hidden deeper because of the relationship between birth and status. I suspect that the normalization of diplomatic relations that he has been pushing for is an attempt that will bring us closer to them in the future, as if all the hatred and contradictions of the past have dissipated under the sun. But when night falls, something terrible will come out like a ghost and devour us! Maybe...... Up to three years, up to three years! β
Three years? Weiss was secretly surprised. There were 20 years between the previous two wars, and now the war has just been over for more than a year, even if it adds another three years, it will only be five years, and the time of peace is so short? Thinking of the terrible scenes of the bloody and tragic devouring people's hearts during the war, Weiss couldn't help but feel a little afraid. He was not afraid that he would not be able to bear that kind of pressure, but that the country and its people would once again be in the abyss of disaster, and that countless families would once again suffer the pain of losing their loved ones. Moreover, if he had only three years, even if he had done his best to unite the people of Lorraine, he would not have been able to prepare for war in such a short time. If you are not well prepared, the more courageous you are, the more you have to resist the enemy's bayonets and muzzles with your flesh and blood.
In the guerrilla war in Lorraine, Weiss remembered the powerlessness of the enemy's flying units.
"Three years is too short, isn't it?" Weiss asked Batraar with luck.
"Three years is just an estimate, and this estimate is not completely unfounded, but comes from some hidden weird and suspicious things, my personal judgment." Batraar pieced together this sentence a little messily, and it was clear that he himself was still in deep contradiction and doubt.
"Although I am not a professional soldier, I learned a lot of military knowledge from my brother after he entered the military school...... Any idea what I found? "They're breaking up Wessex and turning the Wessex army into a mess," said Batraar, a little smug and a little apprehensive. Many people think that with the current situation, the Normans should use the power of Wessex to deal with the Federation, so when Wessex has enough military strength and when the Normans will launch a new round of attacks, it may take ten or twenty years, but I think this idea is not enough to understand the Normans. They wouldn't trust the Wessex Army, even if most of the Wessex hierarchy was on their side. At least for the memory of this generation, the Wessex people have been treated as invaders. So, all they wanted was Wessex's resources, and they were demoralizing the Wessex people and degrading the Wessex army, hoping that it would not become an obstacle to expansion in a new war...... With their stubbornness and arrogance, they looked forward to a duel between knights, between the Norman Empire and the Ulster Free Federation. In this showdown, Wessex is not even a loyal servant! β
Weiss listened quietly, thinking quietly. The governors said that the civil strife in the Norman Empire had ended, and that it was now steadily moving towards stabilizing the population and rearmament. Led by two young royalty, the Norman army is regaining strength. Except for those soldiers killed in the war, their army has not been injured, their ground forces still have technical and tactical advantages, and the shortcomings that really need to be made up are the flying troops. Perhaps, when they start a new war, it depends on when they will be able to complete the replacement of their flying forces. This really has nothing to do with the Wessexes. So, though reluctantly, Weiss must admit that the three years that Batelar had predicted were not outrageous, and that they might even be very close to the final answer.
Seeing Weiss's long silence, Batelar asked a common affirmative: "Do you think I'm right?" β
"Yes!" Weiss replied, "Your analysis is insightful, and while it sounds scary, it could be the worst we can foresee." β
Receiving the affirmation, Batraar was not happy: "But what can I do?" Go to the Norman Empire and try to convince them to abandon this insidious and evil idea? Or pick up a pistol and take out their rulers at the banquet and plunge them back into civil strife? β
After speaking, he looked at Weiss and showed a bitter smile: "Just kidding, a sane diplomat can't do anything that violates the rules of diplomacy under any circumstances, this is what Dr. Cortilda, the best diplomat of the last century, said." β
"That senior was right." Weiss nodded, "Impulse is cool for a while, and it will last for ten thousand years." β
"It is said that they are already preparing special training courses for future diplomats in the Norman Empire, to ensure that they are competent in that special difficult environment, do you know what that means?" Even when I returned from Wessex, I had to face new tests in a relatively closed environment. That way, I can spend a pitiful amount of time with Candy Candy, if not that......"
The second half of the sentence was not said by Batelar, but Weiss was able to understand it completely. He likes little candy, and then he loves the house and the black - maybe he has that kind of affection himself, and if it weren't for his profession, he would probably try to be with them, forever.
"In the last war, my comrades in Lorraine and I put up a heroic and arduous resistance. We're proud of this victory, but it's been a tortuous process and I don't want to repeat it. If another Norman attack is inevitable, then, even if it is only three years, we must not give up, we must race against time and make all preparations in advance. Weiss said to Batraar, "I think Lorraine has the potential to be a very important strategic base for the next war." β
Batelar did not answer, and the two fell silent again. After walking a short distance, I came to the hotel where I stayed. After exchanging goodnights, Batelar suddenly stopped, turned to the side, and said earnestly, "Take care of them for us!" β
Weiss nodded silently, but his mind was more about the storm that would come at an unknown time.
Three weeks later, Mason train station. Nikolai got out of the first-class carriage and walked over to the familiar faces waiting here. She is still a handsome man, but the pair of pointed-toe boots have a more obvious feminine atmosphere.
"Welcome, our long-awaited senior maintenance worker." Weiss was smiling and polite. What kind of senior maintenance worker is this in front of him, he is clearly the only aircraft designer and ace pilot with an annual salary of up to 100 gold crowns!
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