The light in the crystal gradually died out, and the surroundings went dark.

Someone put down the crystal and looked up at his companion, several intertwined glances in the darkness, each asking for the opinion of the other's eyes, but the people were silent and silent. It took a long time for someone to break the deathly silence and speak: "...... They actually fought off the Temple, and I thought Grey Whistle was crazy, why did he trust each other so much......? ”

"After all, they are the heroes of Dorifin, and for more than a year they have been circulating in the North, some of them are true and some of them are too exaggerated, but the facts have proved once again that those brave and fearless young men did exist in such a city."

"But they are not the same people they were a year ago, a few young people, who rescued a 'city', solved a thirty-year-old mystery, and saved thousands of souls from the dragon-worshipping conspiracy, do you really believe it? I've heard that the Oak Knights of Tapolis were also involved, perhaps they ......"

"It's not them," sat a young man in an alchemist's coat in the darkness, staring at everyone with fierce eyes, although on his neckline, there were only three silver stars symbolizing the apprentice. He shook his head slightly, and replied categorically, "Not the Knights of the Oak Order of Tapolis, although they do have a role to play. ”

"Chris, you heard that your lumberyard was around there when you heard about that, did you hear anything about it?"

The young man smiled, "I was not there at the time, but I experienced the escape, and I heard that the Oak Knights were also taking care of themselves, and someone helped them." As in those stories, of course, few people have seen the heroes. ”

"Alright then, Chris, what's that adult's opinion?"

"Guys, isn't that the best answer I'm here?"

The person who asked the question was silent for a moment before turning back to look at the others: "So do we have to act, we can't let the 'gray whistle' act alone, now that the temple has retreated, have we seen that opportunity?" ”

There was a lot of talk.

The young man sat in silence among the crowds, watching everyone silently in the darkness.

Very few people have seen those 'heroes'.

But that doesn't include him—

Chris silently placed his hand on his chest, above the cold craftsman's badge, reminiscing about that rainy night in his heart. The dark night, the silver thread formed by the rain, the undead washed pale by the rain in the pouring rainy night, and the dancing flames.

With everyone who fled.

He still remembered the state of mind at that time, the ecstasy of redemption from the despair of one step away, and those who had experienced it all would never forget the golden light that fell from the sky.

The tongue of fire spit out by the structure is like a whip of flame that separates the night, and also saves everyone in the lumberyard from danger.

That night could even be said to have changed his life.

'It's you, my lord—'

'You...... Do you recognize me? ’

He still remembers that dry conversation.

The other party was even slightly younger than him, with a look of surprise on his face, put away the clockwork fairy with his gloves, and looked back. He had met many masters later, and in the general meeting of artisans in Elpahim, there were even famous predecessors like Merviphon and Arquette, but nothing could compare to the stirring in his heart that night.

'My lord, I—I know you......"

It was a young man who had single-handedly defeated the Guta.

It's just that he didn't expect at that time that so many things would happen after that, from Doriphon to Fenris, the other party has always been the target of his pursuit. Although that goal has become farther and farther away, in his heart, it has always been like a lighthouse guiding his way forward.

He is now a qualified apprentice alchemist, and continues his studies under Master Merriphon on the recommendation of Master Dicht. Since then, he has seen a bigger market, experienced a lot of things, and is no longer just the young man who came from a lumberyard.

However, does the other party remember himself?

Chris touched the emblem with his hand, then took it away:

"Master Dickert......"

"Mr. Hudi......"

"Lord Eddard, are you all right?"

"Now, like you, I'm on that path."

He looked up and looked out the window, where in the deep night, the towering towers reflected a hint of the pale whiteness of the East. Dawn had come, and the light was gradually piercing through the clouds, emitting a golden red light, and it was the last page of the night.

Everything is waking up.

……

The retreat of the Ravental Temple has brought a lot of talk to the other world.

For the next two or three days, almost all the people who followed the world discussed topics related to the battle. They had a heated discussion and analysis around all of this, around the Seven Seas Brigade, and around the abilities of the Redeemed and Fang Yuan's amazing battle craftsmen.

There are a lot of screenshots and footage from the community, most of which are taken from Fang's first-person perspective, but some are also from other participants in the battle. The dwarf's paid video also received tens of thousands of subscriptions until the video went viral on the black market—

The latter was so angry that he repeatedly scolded in public, believing that the thieves were his lifelong enemies, and that he would fight the scourge of the Crow'claw Temple, and at the same time resolutely fight against these people.

Unfortunately, the dwarves' call was not answered by too many.

It's just that in comparison, the scope of people's discussions is still limited to what they care about. And beyond the scope of attention, the impact of this battle, in Aitalia, and indeed in the entire North, was far beyond everyone's expectations.

Even before the Great Guild analysts came to their conclusions, there were sporadic revolts in the North that might not have been remarkable in the broader light of the day, just a small riot, a trivial uprising, a town declaring independence, or an area breaking away from the control of the Ravental Temple.

But similar information has gathered together like snowflakes, and an undercurrent has begun to lurk.

It's just that the turning point seems to have not yet arrived, the sporadic resistance is about to disappear, and more eyes are still waiting and watching, hoping for the 'passing of the night' - after the battle of Grey Owl, what is the next step for the forces that have gathered there?

Only a few reports mention that the situation in the north is moving in a delicate direction, as if it has reached a point where it affects the whole body. But those few words did not get the attention of the majority, and several pages of reports were backlogged behind the sheer volume of information, and no one paid attention to them.

People are only concerned about the movements of the Grand Guild and further revenge against the Ravental Sanctuary-

"Their banner of 'Covenant Mountain,' while exciting, is not necessarily a wise choice."

"The contradiction between the Alliance and the Free Electors has been further exacerbated, and by making such a choice, they may have forced themselves to a dead end."

"No one wants to see everything happen over again, and the two alliances will not remain indifferent, and now they are not only facing pressure from the Ravenclaw Temple, but also from the side of the Grand Guild."

"As early as more than a week ago, the third squadron of the descendants of Flor had left the Bay of Giants, and it is said that the second and seventh fleets located in the area of the Rainbow Sky Gap were also nowhere to be found after that, which shows that the descendants of Flor have been prepared for a long time, and I am not optimistic about how far these people can continue to go."

"They may be using Covenant Hill to market sympathy or to raise awareness, but it's a please."

Under the seemingly rational analysis, there are also opposing voices:

"But you can't say that, the Witch of the Sea has left her name under that post."

"The Witch of the Sea was originally only involved in the Second Covenant Mountain Incident, to put it bluntly, she is not a core member, and her relationship with the Dragon Alchemist, as we all know, may just be a private platform."

"But even if they don't use the 'Covenant Mountain' to build momentum, the descendants of Flor may not let them go, as far as I know, they have already started to mobilize long before that, not to mention that in this battle, there are also people from the other side, right?"

"These are two different things, the stronger side has more options to spare. And as a weak party, you have to try not to make mistakes in order to survive, and it is obvious that giving the enemy a mouth is not the judgment that a good leader should have. ”

Although there are some replies below that ridicule him for promoting bandit logic, Zhu Jie doesn't care, and analyzing the community is just a means for him, not an end in itself.

He had never argued with these people, because he thought his time was worth more than these stupid people, he opened the mail, looked at the arrival message under the ID of 'L Five Hundred', and then nodded and wrote back to the BBK:

Honestly, I think you're making a bit of a fuss. ’

The email lit up slightly, and the other party's reply came quickly:

It's none of your business, you just have to do what we ask you to do." ’

Zhu Jie shrugged his shoulders: "I naturally understand that you are just trying to stabilize the watchers. ’

'You know what to do, so far, the above are satisfied-'

He closed the mail.

Although the descendants of Flor and the alliance have not yet expressed their fate, few people understand how much the other party and those people attach importance to this 'insignificant' incident, and these inside information are just a gossip in the eyes of the melon-eating masses, but in the eyes of these 'professionals', it is the way to survive.

He knows that there are many people like him in this community, those opinion leaders and troll leaders, some of them fight in teams, and some of them work as individuals, but even an individual like him will have a close-knit team behind them.

And unlike others, he wants not only money, but also fame. Because Zhu Jie has always believed that his approach is much more clever than those who roll in the muddy water, those people change their vests one by one, but there is always a time to overturn.

He vaguely looked down on these people, believing them to be mere coolies in a different way, and in turn, his own prices were much higher, and often more satisfying to employers.

He looked back and silently watched the discussion above the community.

I'm afraid there will be more conflicts to come.

But as he analyzed, it was a matter of reasoning rather than emotion—the other side was not just dealing with the Crowclaw Temple, but also the Flor Descendants and Alliance, which were even more colossal behind it—and even the Rainbow Alliance, which might not be as neutral as they claimed.

He doesn't see any way to break the situation, these people are basically dead.

However, a discussion came into his view:

"But can the descendants of Flor really ignore the Sanctuary of Marlan and Milella, as well as the three goddesses of Ameya, and intervene, have they considered the consequences?"

"These big guilds have their own analysts, and they should have judged the pros and cons, but we don't necessarily know how."

"This is the most curious place, who would have thought that the appearance of the three goddesses of Elpahim would be a distant mirror of everything that happened in Grey Owl Town, what is the reason for this?"

"Maybe it's something that happened in Istania ......"

"I've heard that a few months ago, something big happened there...... Associated with the followers of the Madam Marlan, it is known that the Natural Temple's relationship with this righteous lady ......"

"But what about Milella?"

"Isn't she at odds with Marlan?"

"This ...... Who knows? ”

……

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess."

"Elna, you came just in time, how are they doing, Mr. Eddard?"

Princess Rupert walked through the veils of light gauze into the hall, and stood beside her half-brother to look at the Djinn lady, who was already the vice president of the Guistak Artisan Guild, who wore a snow-white coat, a stack of thick books in her hands, and a monocle, and had a rare maturity and confidence.

Alepf pretended to look at the scroll in his hand, but when he heard Rupert's words, he couldn't help but quietly raise his head and look in this direction. In his dreams, he occasionally dreamed of the war-torn royal city, but now that everything is calm in Istania, where are his former friends?

A hint of joy flashed on Elna's face, and she replied, "I was about to talk to Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Majesty about this, and Ed and they have repelled the enemy. ”

Princess Rupert breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Mr. Ed, they have always been able to work miracles, I have known for a long time," she laughed a little, and could not help but recall her father, and replied in a somewhat abrupt tone, "Nothing can stump them...... If they want to do it, they can defeat all enemies, even a single god......"

She took a soft breath.

“…… Istania is thanks to them, and I still think about what happened at that time as if it were yesterday. If not, can we still talk here, is that apparition in the dream the future of this kingdom as my mother saw it......? ”

"Your Highness the Princess?"

Erna seemed to see that the eldest princess was feeling a little depressed, and realized that she might be thinking about her parents.

But Rupert smiled reluctantly and shook his head: "Don't worry about me, Ms. Elna, it's good news anyway. ”

"yes......"

"Your Royal Highness Princess," Erna suddenly thought of something, and added, "Speaking of the matter about the Kaolin Kingdom, the matter that you entrusted me to investigate, it seems that there are some eyebrows. ”

"That person ......" Rupert was slightly stunned, immediately realized something, frowned and asked, "...... Are they really in Orenze? ”

"It was indeed in that place that I received some news, Your Highness the Princess, just ......"

"Just?"

"It's just that they left that place a month or two ago."

"What?" Princess Rupert couldn't help but lose her voice: "Where did they go?" ”

"I don't know," replied Elna, "but I have heard that the other party has committed some things and has been sent to the area of Songta to serve his labor, and I am trying to find out about it, and it may take some time, Your Highness the Princess." ”

"You don't have to worry, Elna, you try to do it," Princess Celestia took two steps back and forth, gently holding the pendant hanging from her chest with her hand, "Achilles...... Although he betrayed me, I believe that he did not lie to me about everything......"

"Please help me find his relatives, I must know what is going on behind that......"

Erna looked at Her Royal Highness the princess, sighed softly, and nodded.

……

There was a clear, unwavering voice from the crystal, not high-pitched, but as if with an indescribable magic, he was just silently, giving orders to everyone.

Everyone standing in the captain's room listened silently, over and over again, to the tone that was being played over and over again. People raised their heads and looked at each other, and there seemed to be a look of wonder in their dark eyes:

"Guys, this is the 'Traveler.'"

"Next, the entire Third Division will witness this action."

"Our offensive will begin in a quarter of an hour ......"

……

"The 'Falcon' group, Luo Yu, Luo Hao, you go north along the valley, and turn west after receiving further orders from me."

"The 'Rhino' team, Sirisha, Grigor, you go through the valley and into the forest to the north."

"The 'Fox' team, Core, Scorching Glory, you take out the scout team in front of you."

"'Winter Wolves' Group ......"

It wasn't until the last moment that Heavenly Flower Fall cut off the voice, he raised his head, looked at his companion in front of him with an indescribable gaze, and opened his mouth, but the shock in his heart made him not know how to speak for a moment. It was only after a long time that the eternal night in front of him nodded categorically:

"You can't be wrong."

The other party took a slight breath, although he said so firmly, there was still some uncertainty in his eyes.

But that's enough, Paradise Blossom has gotten the information it wants from its companions, and they've come to the same conclusion.

He looked back at everyone in the room.

"Everybody......

"I think we've found our hero."

There was a cheer.

……

But in the vast wind and snow, Fang Yu didn't quite know what was happening above and outside the community.

It's just that he has some guesses in his heart about the reactions of all parties after the battle in Grey Owl Town, and the reason why he and Sylvid finally decided to use live broadcast to present this battle in its entirety is to deter the side of the Ravental Sanctuary-

More so that more people can see that the temple is not invincible. He hoped to use this battle to bring hope to those who sought to fight, and when people carried this hope, the dawn was no longer long, and beneath the seemingly invincible power lay dormant undercurrents.

And one day, they will become the driving force to bring everything down, from under the ice, to the people who seek justice.

Several knights in silver armor were walking through the wind and snow and came to him. The knights put their hands on their chests, bowed to them, and introduced themselves. They are from Guta and Elpahim, and belong to the godly knights of Maran, Milella, or Ameya.

The big cat man standing next to Fang Yu also saluted these people one by one, and then turned around and patted Fang Yu on the shoulder with his paws. I haven't seen him for a few days, and this young man has changed dramatically in his eyes, maybe everything has already fallen into place, but he knows in his heart:

That boy will eventually grow up one day.

Her Royal Highness hasn't gotten off the boat yet, otherwise she should be more relieved to see the other party like this?

The big cat man stroked his beard and thought to himself.

And Fang Yu silently looked at the knights in front of him, and did not speak, only waiting for the other party's inquiry.

He knew that these knights from all sides must have come to this place with their own questions, and sure enough, it was the knights of Marlan who looked at each other and took the initiative to ask:

"Your Excellency the Chosen One, you have summoned us to this place, what are your orders?"

"Now that the people of the Ravental Temple have retreated, what should we do next?"

Fang Yu didn't care too much about the other party's title.

He took a breath before he spoke:

"I'm not planning to return to Greyowl Town."

"We're not passively waiting for the Ravental Sanctuary to reassemble."

"We're going to attack this place and continue to get their attention."

The knights were slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes fell on the parchment map, and they couldn't help but look a little incredulous:

"My lord, what is this?"

"This is Ash Ridge."

"Our goal is the Ash Mountain outpost and Altorie."

"To attack the Blood-Eyed Mercenary Regiment in the south there—"

People looked at each other, and there was silence.

……