The restoration of the Iron Throne is complete.

This news made Gao Wenzhen really relieved.

That armored train is currently the most powerful land combat force of the Cecil Empire - the special properties of the armored train allow it to quickly move to the area covered by the railway line, and support a fairly strong defense line on its own without additional support, its powerful firepower and shield system is no less useful than an additional border fortress in this era, and what the empire lacks most now is such a border fortress.

The Changfeng Fortress is returning all kinds of news every day, the Typhon Empire's troop increase has risen to a blatant level, although the peace agreement signed between Ansu and Typhon in the past has not been torn apart, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the binding force of that piece of paper on the two countries is actually not as good as a few swords and guns, just as Gawain predicted from the beginning: peace between countries and countries has never been maintained by any gentleman's agreement.

In this case, the value of the Iron Throne speaks for itself.

"Where is the railway line now?" He looked up at Hetty.

"It has already run through the eastern border, and is currently approaching the Karon Valley area, a newly assembled engineering train is moving forward with the railway line, and the work will be shortened to twenty days," Hetty nodded, "After completion, the Iron Throne will be able to be deployed to the Paramel Heights near the fortress of the Long Wind, the artillery will cover the entire Long Wind defensive line, and the other military trains will be able to quickly transport the armored troops to the border." ”

Gawain nodded as he listened, and after Hetty had finished reporting on the Iron Throne and the Eastern Railway, he asked, "How is the cleanup of the contaminated area of the Whitsunday Plains?" ”

"At present, the purification area has advanced to the fertile woodland, and the speed of advancement will be further accelerated in the future," Hetty smiled, "After the fall of the 'artificial god', all the crystal cluster giants have undergone a significant decline, not only their strength has weakened, but their mobility has also decreased a lot, and they have lost the ability to actively spread the plague. ”

Immediately after the death of the freak created by the Death Society, the Crystal Giants fell into a state of decline—the same as the previous estimates of the Army's Staff Committee and the scholars of Cecil City.

The Crystal Cluster Giants have a special organizational form, their subordinate units are controlled by the mind of the higher level, and even the thinking ability of the subordinate units depends on the superior nodes to endow, this organizational form allows them to have far more action efficiency and communication ability than the contemporaneous human legions, and even allows them to have a certain degree of telepathy, but its weakness is that once its superior nodes are destroyed, all the subordinate nodes will immediately collapse - originally the Crystal Cluster Legion was controlled by a large number of bishops of the entire Society of the End of All Things, The destruction of a node only causes problems for a branch legion, and this weakness is not fatal, but after the "artificial god" gets out of control, its superior nodes are all concentrated on the "god", and this weakness is fatal.

The fall of the artificial god directly caused the Crystal Cluster Legion to turn into a group of weak and loose beasts, which greatly reduced the pressure of the subsequent work of purifying the Holy Spirit Plain, otherwise there were still nearly a million monsters left on the entire plain, and with the serious shortage of troops in the empire after the war, it was really not so easy to completely clean it up.

"A great rotten tree has fallen, and the dead branches and leaves scattered all over the ground...... It will take some effort to clean it up," Gawain sighed softly, then raised his head and said to the three archons, "The structure of the Society for the Death of All Things is huge, and it has been operating in this country for a long time, and even many minor nobles, merchants, and church priests have been deceived by it and become corrupted and degenerate, and now the main trunk of this church has fallen, but there must be a lot of remnants of those branches, and it is not only the monsters on the plains of the Holy Spirit that need to be cleaned. ”

Victoria bowed her head deeply, her voice cold: "Yes, we understand. ”

"No, you only understand part of it," Gawain shook his head, "the remnants of the cultists will definitely be uprooted, but we must be wary of this process turning into extreme violence similar to the burning of heretics by the Church of Light - the empire has just been established, and we are promoting a new order of justice and the rule of law, and at this time, there must be no old-fashioned style, no slapping ourselves in the face, and no panic and chaos." ”

"I will then ask Pittman to compile the methods of distinguishing the patterns of dark druids and the characteristics of their magical powers, and distribute them to local priests and official druids, and if they find cultists at the priesthood level, they will be punished according to the law, but if they are just ordinary people who have been demagogized or low-level cultists with shallow beliefs, try to deal with them in the way of labor and mental transformation - the collective burning of heretics must be banned."

Victoria blinked, "What if this gentle method is not effective in deterring those cultists?" Thoughts that have been bewitched by cults are often deeply ingrained and difficult to correct in a short period of time......"

The Duchess, who had captured cultists in the North and dealt with many heretics, apparently knew a lot about those who had gone astray.

"First of all, you should have confidence in Cecil's labor + ideological transformation project, we have transformed many people in the same way, and I have also prepared special spiritual food for the believers of the Society of the End of All Things," Gawain smiled and said patiently, "I plan to play them the video of hunting the god of man-made man and man again and again - from the trapping of the brave to the eating of the kraken, the whole process will be played without any deletion, and arrange for someone to explain the knowledge about the artificial god, once a day in the morning, noon and evening, On your days off, you can also show a documentary about cutting the bones of pseudo-gods and processing the skull throne.

"Secondly, if there are really stubborn people like you said - I believe there will definitely be such people - then it doesn't matter, the empire now has mines that lack people, those people can be transformed in two years if they can't be transformed in a year, and they will be transformed in twenty years if they can't be transformed in ten years, and they will be transformed in a lifetime, and we will award them medals after they die, and thank them for their outstanding contributions to the industrial construction of the empire."

Bodewen? The Duke of Franklin listened to Gawain's words in a bit of a daze—his eyes widened when he heard the first half, and only after listening to the second half did he exclaim with an exaggerated expression: "If you really use the 'spiritual food' you say, then I'm afraid no one will be able to last more than two years, unless they are not only blind but also fools." ”

"Sometimes people who have been brainwashed by cults are not much better than fools," Victoria shook her head, "but I also think Your Majesty's plan will work." ”

Gawain smiled and looked at Hetty again: "Hetty, is there any new progress on the 'lair' underground near Fort Solin?" ”

He was referring to the Lair of the Dead Society in the eastern part of the Whitsunday Plain - after the man-made god was killed, the search force discovered a large rift near Fort Solin, and according to the information provided by Pittman, the fissure should be the headquarters of the Death Society, which may be close to the size of the Forbade Fortress, and part of its structure may even extend into the eastern realm, where countless secrets are buried.

"The surface and shallow caverns and passages have been cleared, but they haven't gone deep," Hetty shook his head slightly, "The structure below is too complicated, and the scholars are currently trying to decipher its magic traps and mechanisms, and the team will not dare to go deep until then." In addition, Rebecca, after learning about this, suggested that the Panel throw bombs into the ground to disarm the trap, so rest assured that it has already been hit. ”

Gawain: "......"

"Ahem, I know," Gao Wen coughed twice after a few seconds, "This is indeed something Rebecca can do, but after all, the child is older, and she still has to take care of her face when talking......"

"Yes, Ancestor." Hetty nodded with a serious face, while the two archons next to her, Victoria and Bardwin, glanced at each other with a tacit understanding in their eyes.

Seeing that the corners of Victoria's mouth, who had almost no change in expression on weekdays, curled up, Gawain knew that Rebecca's story had probably spread in St. Sunil...... Also, if the girl hadn't made one mess after another, Hetty, a steady person, would not have had such a big grudge to make the ancestors pay attention to the evil deeds of the bear child when reporting to work......

But embarrassingly, in fact, when Herty mentioned that there were many traps and traps in the underground lair, Gawain also had the idea of blasting and destructuring in his mind, but he had a high-precision blasting technology in mind, and the fireball brewing in Rebecca's head might be bigger than the city gate......

"Rebecca......" Gawain couldn't help but sigh softly with a helpless smile, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the window.

The autumn wind blew through the towers of the castle, hovering and shuttling between the intricate minarets and walled towers, bringing with them the autumn leaves and the chill from the north. The fourth year of Cecil's identity awakening is also the fourth year of knowing Rebecca and Hetty.

"It's been four years...... This kid should be learning more or less steadily, right? ”

The autumn wind blew through the courtyard of the castle, through the tall and straight dragon leaf trees and neatly trimmed bushes and flower beds, and a withered yellow leaf swirled down from the sky, gently caught by a slightly slender hand.

Maggie, the black-haired maid, looked at the dead leaves that had fallen on her palm, the leaves had a special asymmetry, their narrow and wide shapes and jagged edges were reminiscent of the wings of the legendary dragon, and she vaguely remembered that in her hometown, the streets and alleys were covered with such leaves whenever autumn came.

The more precious "Dragon Leaf Tree" in Ansu is extremely common in the Holy Dragon Principality.

Maggie gently clenched her fingers, and the yellow leaves shimmered between her fingers, and when she opened her palms again, the leaves had turned into a bird made of illusory dust, and flew lightly into the sky.

"It's good to fly......" she muttered softly.

A sudden sound of footsteps came from behind her, and Maggie immediately regained her senses, and she returned to her usual shrewd and capable appearance, and turned to see the person walking towards her.

Is it Her Royal Highness the princess of the empire - Rebecca? Cecil.

"Your Highness." After Rebecca had walked a certain distance, Maggie bent down just right and greeted respectfully.

There are many rules in high society, and there are countless unwritten etiquettes in addition to the written rules and etiquette, so that this just right time to bend down is a good maid's homework - when a noble person other than the master walks towards him, the servant does not have to go to greet him, but he must salute in time, and bending too early is an offense, which seems to be urging the other party to respond to himself quickly, and bending too late is a sign of uneducated and unresponsive, and there are really many rules in it.

Although Victoria had said that sooner or later these cumbersome rules would disappear or be simplified along with the old aristocracy, for Maggie, this aspect of the routine had long since become a habit for her, and there was no need to maintain it deliberately.

"Hey, don't be so troublesome, don't be so troublesome," Rebecca quickly waved her hand, she didn't understand the hidden details of these rules, the maid she usually came into contact with most often was a dull Betty, but the latter was a girl who had to take a moment to thunder in the sky, so much so that Rebecca didn't know that there were a bunch of doorways in Maggie's bow, "I'm still quite uncomfortable......"

Maggie smiled softly, "You're royalty, so you're going to have to get used to that." ”

"Don't mention it, I'm still a little dizzy, why didn't my ancestor go out to fight, and when I came back, my title changed......" Rebecca scratched her hair, the dazed look on her face was not adulterated at all, "Let's not talk about this for a while, I can be considered to have a chance to talk to you - I haven't met you at the dinner party before, and you don't usually come out and walk around, but I still asked the guards this time to find out that you were in the courtyard!" ”

Maggie frowned slightly, she had barely been in contact with Rebecca, and she couldn't guess the maverick princess's thoughts: "What are you looking for me to do?" ”

Rebecca thought for a moment, and slowly burst into a very bright and intimidating smile, leaning closer and saying, "That...... I've heard from my ancestors, you're actually a dragon, aren't you? ”

Maggie was stunned for a moment, and her expression seemed to change slightly, but in the end, she breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head slightly: "Yes." ”

She doesn't want to publicize her identity, and has always guarded her true identity like a secret, but in the previous war, her true identity has been exposed to many people in Cecil's legion, considering that so far Cecil people have not had any unusual attitude towards her because of her special identity, Rebecca is a very likable and lively girl on weekdays, this humanoid dragon still let go of the knot and admitted it calmly.

"Oh, that's good, that's good!" Rebecca nodded repeatedly, then opened her mouth, brewing the next words-

She remembered that the ancestor had said to be polite and try not to offend Maggie's self-esteem, because there seemed to be something unspeakable in the bloodline of this young lady of the black dragon, so she had to be tactful when speaking in this regard.

So Rebecca thought it in her heart for a while, and then said with a smile: "Then you change one and let me see it!" ”