In the communications hall, Kamal stared for a long time at the nine hundred and seventy-two seats that had been eternally silent.

Familiar names crossed his mind, and behind them were faces that had begun to blur in his memory, and he vaguely remembered the day the Watchmen had just moved into the facility, and the oaths they had made here were still in his ears.

Voluntarily give up everything that was born as a human being, and in the name of humanity, watch this fortress, watch the hope and seeds in the fortress, until the long night is passed, until the lights are rekindled, until the light of civilization shines again on this world.

The watchman did not break the oath, and today, the last watchman will fulfill those vows of a thousand years ago.

Kamal stood at the front of the hall, in front of the wall where the last message had been projected, runic armor pieces rubbing against the air, and he bent slightly to say goodbye to his former colleagues.

Gawain, Hetty, and the others stood at the entrance of the hall, quietly waiting for Kamal.

"Ancestor, what are you thinking?" Hetty looked at Gawain's face and asked in a low voice.

Gawain sighed softly: "Think about those unreasonable places. ”

Hetty looked puzzled: "Unreasonable place? ”

"The blockade of this facility," Gawain shook his head slightly, "This facility was sealed a thousand years ago, and the Watchers and the 'Seeds' also entered a state of stagnation and slumber at the same time, but the real outbreak of the Demon Tide was seven hundred years ago, a full three hundred years in between...... With so much in advance, don't you think it's unnecessary? ”

"Maybe it's because the scholars are aware of the horror of the tide, and they think it's too late to lock it down and sleep when it breaks out," Hetty said of his guess, "so it is necessary to store a batch of sleeping seeds before the catastrophe actually breaks out, so that one day the civilization is extinct, they can wake up and rebuild the empire......"

Gawain was noncommittal, and continued after a moment: "According to Kamel, in addition to the 'seed' who is the main force of reconstruction, the watchmen in charge of guarding the fortress are the core executors of the 'disobedience' plan in the past, they are the most elite magisters, the most cutting-edge scholars, and the value of each one is immeasurable. And outside, the 'fruits' they sent back to the imperial capital have never entered the public eye......"

Hetty frowned, as if aware of what Gawain was trying to say.

Gawain then made the third suspicious point: "Finally, it seems that the Gondor Empire did not inform its neighbors of the Demon Tide's warning. ”

"You mean elves, dwarves, orcs?" Hetty raised an eyebrow, "Maybe the Empire didn't intend to remind them?" At that time, the royal family of Gondor only thought about preserving human civilization in the disaster, and did not think about ......"

"No, the Gondor Empire back then was completely different from what you imagined," Gawain shook his head, "Since entering the second half of the Starfire Age, the Gondor Empire has been the most powerful country on this continent, but this human empire does not rely on violence and conquest to get along with other races - of course, due to the limitations of the Deep Blue Well, the Gondor Empire was prosperous but could not expand externally, so the emperors of all dynasties chose to live amicably with the surrounding countries on the basis of maintaining the strength of the empire.

"From the era of Kamel's activity to the outbreak of the demon tide for three hundred years, the Gondor Empire is in the honeymoon period with the elves and dwarves, especially the silver empire established by the elves, the 'Ten Forest Covenant' of that year brought the relationship between humans and elves to the peak, one-third of the descendants of the elven royal family are studying in the Gondor imperial capital, and the footprints of the human caravan have traveled all over the territory of the silver empire - if it were not for such a close relationship, the elves would not be so enthusiastic to help human refugees after the demon tide. You must know that in addition to building the magnificent wall, the elves also accepted the southern pioneer legion of the human race, and the current Gaoling Kingdom in the southern part of the continent was almost established by the elves with the help of the human race back then. ”

"So...... If the humans had known about the Tide, they would have at least warned the elves," Hetty fully understood Gawain's doubts, "but Kamel didn't mention anything about it...... All he knew was the preservation of human civilization. ”

"Kamel is only a technician, so he may not know all the plans of the higher-ups, but based on the information I have, I can be sure that the elves don't know anything about the Demon Tide either," Gawain nodded, "at least...... Their civilians don't know anything about it. ”

"All the news has been blocked," Hetty took a light breath, "Most of the members of the Disobedience Project have been locked down and stuck in this fortress, their results have not been made public from beginning to end, and the royal family of Gondor has neither informed the people about the Demon Tide nor warned any of the races on the continent, it would be somewhat incomprehensible to say that this was to prevent panic from controlling the news at first, but until the Demon Tide broke out, they were still controlling the news...... Those who are in the know, what are they really afraid of? Is it just the fear of panic among the people? ”

“…… I don't know," Gawain could only shake his head after a long silence, "but I know that what they are afraid of must be more than just the Demon Tide itself......

Gawain didn't tell Hetty all his doubts, in fact, in addition to the unreasonable "news blockade" of the year, he also felt that there was another inconsistency in the whole incident: the ancient Ganddor's royal family's judgment of the scale of the demon tide also seemed to be wrong.

Judging from the last message they sent to the Fortress of Disobedience, it was obvious that they believed that the Fortress of Disobedience after the Demon Tide was the ultimate survivor of humanity - and possibly even the ultimate survivor of all mortal civilizations, when in fact the Demon Tide seven hundred years ago had destroyed the entire human civilization, and even the Gondor Empire had a large number of refugees who escaped from the wasteland.

In Till's words, 700 years ago was just a "little devil wave".

The royal family of Gondor at that time had obviously misjudged that the demon tide was a great demon tide that could destroy the entire world......

But this miscalculation...... Was it really just a mistake caused by nervous tension? Or is it the magic wave that broke out seven hundred years ago...... In fact, it should have been enough to destroy the world?

Everything is a mystery now.

After completing his final farewell, Kamal came to Gawain and bowed slightly: "I've been delayed for a long time. ”

"It's okay, we are talking about something," Gawain stopped discussing with Hetty, turned to Kamel and nodded, "Don't worry, I will collect every body here, and then bury them properly, and the world will remember everyone's sacrifice." ”

"I'm thankful for them," said Kamel, "and I'm going to open all the remaining sample vaults in the fort, and hopefully these ancient things will come in handy in this era." ”

At the same moment, on the border between Ansu and Typhon, the young Knights Commander was standing in the tall command tower, standing in the room at the top of the tower, gazing through the window at the hazy mountains in the wind and snow.

Winter is coming, a heavy snow has lasted from two days ago to today, in the face of this natural power, even the dark mountains are covered in a layer of silver, as the mountain wind blows, the snow in the distance rolls up, forming a hazy curtain between the mountains, making the boundary between the mountains and heaven and earth become blurred.

Andesa Wendell knew that the mountain led to the ancient, decaying, dull kingdom where a group of mediocre old guards roamed, enjoying the shadow of the glory of their ancestors and blocking the path of humanity's resurgence.

This era is supposed to belong to newer, stronger, and more courageous changemakers, such as Typhon, a great empire that represents the glory of humanity and the embodiment of the spirit of the ancient Gondor Empire, and Ansu is almost the opposite of this glorious spirit.

Not only did that kingdom decay and depravity, but it even devoured her father.

Andesa Wendell retracted her gaze, and whenever it snowed heavily on the border, she couldn't help but think of her father, who had been dead for many years, when she was still young, and most of her memories of him were blurred, but the only thing she remembered clearly was that his father disappeared after such a heavy snowfall—disappeared into the wild land west of the fortress, and was not heard from at all, and no one had even seen the corpse.

No one is responsible for this, and one of the oldest and most noble families in the Typhon Empire has lost the best heir of all time, but no one is responsible for it.

Andesa exhaled softly, all the changes in her emotions were hidden in those light gray eyes, she lowered her head and looked at the letter on the table that had just been opened, the seal of the Grand Duke Ferdinand was stamped on the letter, and the contents of it were only half a page.

As always, there were no warm words in her grandfather's letters, only admonishments and instructions from superiors to subordinates, and Andesa had to read them many times in order to see the little hidden concern.

This time the letter was still a reminder of the winter border defenses, but it also talked a little about the changes in the imperial capital, and the old duke still seemed to see his granddaughter as a subject to be taught—even though Andesa had become the youngest wolf general in Typhon's history, the habits that Duke Ferdinand had developed throughout most of his life were not so easy to change.

Andessa's gaze swept over the letter, and finally stopped at the last few reminders at the end of the letter, which mentioned the "resurrected hero" that had recently been propagated, as well as instructions for Andersa herself, the young wolf general couldn't help frowning, and finally sighed slightly, and said to the herald who was on standby at the door: "Go and call Mr. Sölderlin." ”

Moments later, a blonde elf walked into Andessa's room.

This is a typical pure-blooded silver elf, he is tall and slender, wearing a ranger's winter hunting suit, fair skin, almost impeccable appearance, a long pale blonde hair draped behind his head, if it were not for the Adam's apple and a hint of heroism between his eyebrows and eyes to indicate his gender, this blonde male silver elf is even more like an elegant and beautiful lady - from the outside, this "beautiful gentleman" does not even make people feel the slightest force imposing.

However, Andesa knew the true strength of the Silver Elf, the power that amazed her, the human powerhouse who had inherited the title of Wolf General, the Elven foreign soldier who had been hired by the Typhon Empire as a freedom warrior, was the best hunter and scout in the fortress at the moment, and the most suitable man she could think of to carry out the infiltration mission.

"Mr. Thorderling," Andesa nodded slightly to the silver elf in front of her, "I have a mission for you. ”

"Willingly obliging, Commander," the silver elf Thorderling bowed his head slightly, a smile on his face, "It's been a long time since I've found satisfactory prey in winter. ”