Chapter 4: It's a Miracle to Meet You (5)
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On the afternoon of August 9, 1666 (MDay+130), St. Grace's Welfare Home
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The youngest captain of the Free Army, the hero of Jena and the chapter of excellence of Lenny, Naymen Soleton is facing the most difficult battlefield of his life. He had fought in almost all of the major battles of the Free Army, but no other battlefield had been as difficult as it was now.
"What did they see to Zalte Fran and Sister Vilentina?"
He fully unleashed his tactical command potential, constructing the "enemy's" perception of the situation as quickly as possible in his mind.
"To Miss Fran and Sister Vilen, what they saw was me rolling around on the bed with Anne with only one right hand left. It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say it's rolling around, but they shouldn't have seen the part before the shock. That's all imagination...... Damn, isn't imagination worse for me. The reputation of this pervert is about to be confirmed. β
The conclusion is rather discouraging.
What is even more difficult to do than falling into a trap is not only falling into a trap, but also hiding a mine next to it. Naimon felt a little hard breathing, and things seemed to be getting a little more out of his mind.
All of these thoughts happened in less than five seconds. During this time, Zart let go of the nun's grip and shrugged at Naimon, indicating that he had done everything he could. Obviously, he doesn't believe that Naimon is innocent either, he just doesn't care.
The nun took two steps forward and asked angrily, "What the hell is going on, Soleton?"
Naimon took two steps back and staggered to the bed, struggling to open his lips as he wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. The causes of this situation were too complex for him to explain in a few words.
He threw a pleading look at the blonde girl in his arms, only to find that Anne didn't look much better than he did.
The blushing girl in her disheveled military uniform frantically recited two incantations to re-equip her substitute arms and legs. She broke free from Namen's hands, stood up and bowed deeply to the nun.
"Sister Vilen, I'm Anne Seffir...... Long time no see. β
As soon as she bent down, she realized that the military pants she was wearing on the lower half of her body had been cut off in the previous battle, and the length of the remaining fabric might not even be enough to make a miniskirt, and the military uniform on her upper body looked very messy. Anne looked left and right in panic, found the military uniform that Namen had taken before, and hurriedly put it on herself, looking like a prisoner who had been caught red-handed.
"I know, Miss Sefir. I'm asking Soleton right now, and you'll talk about that later. β
Sister Viren's face was covered with a rigid layer of frost that lowered the temperature of the room by a few degrees.
"We thank you for building us a secret base for refuge, but that's a different story. You rudely said goodbye last night, and now you're sneaking back into this room...... In this room...... Regardless of what you do, it's another matter. What I'm concerned about now is what happened to my family in Soleton after a few months of not seeing each other. In the name of the gods and their sacred covenant, I know of some in this house who want to ...... before they get married. I want to ...... before getting married Anyway, that's it. Hmm, Soleton?"
Naimon and Anne secretly exchanged a few glances. Normally, it is very difficult to make eye contact with each other, but in some unusually urgent situations, it only takes a few blinks to communicate with each other.
"It's going to be bad. β
"I feel the same way. β
"I know you have a lot of questions. Some things don't seem right. β
"I have, and I know you have. We both felt that something wasn't right. β
"No matter how much you and I have doubts about each other, the current situation is very unfavorable for us. We all need each other's help. β
"Yes. In front of a strong enemy with a favorable tactical position, this is not the time for us to fight among ourselves. β
"That's right. Let's find a way to stabilize the enemy first, and you and I will provide each other with fire support. Annie, let's follow the old way, I'll start the battle plan, and you will refine and execute it. β
"Deal. Leave the flank coordination and support to me. β
All this communication still did not take five seconds, and the cooperation in the staff for several months had a noticeable effect. At this time, Sister Vilentina had not finished the words that would be deleted by the Forbidden Book Censorship.
The best defense is to attack - the man who was later called "the genius of capturing fighters" thought so, and seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
Naimon coughed, straightened his face, and stood up abruptly, using his height to change the proportions of the momentum of the two sides.
"Sister Viren. It doesn't matter how you guess me, but you must apologize to Lieutenant Sefir. The wounds and disability on her body were all left from today's battle, and she deserves the title of a true hero of the Free Army, and you can't slander her with your exaggerated imagination, nun!"
Naimon deliberately kept a tail in his words, and stopped his gaze on Mr. Zalte. Zarte didn't hold back.
"How's the battle going today, who did you fight against?"
"Emperor. And all his main nobles and ministers. Naimon replied casually, "It's been a long time to talk about this, and I have a chance to talk about it slowly." Now the important question is, nun you have to apologize to her!"
In the face of this overwhelming momentum, Sister Viren was speechless for a moment and took a small step back.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to talk about your problem now in Soleton! not Miss Seffir's ......."
Seeing that the nun's momentum had decreased, the corners of Naimon's mouth rose slightly, and the little finger of his right hand gently hooked Anne.
Anne nodded knowingly, then suddenly turned to stand beside the nun, and slapped Naimon with her right hand. This sudden action startled the nun and blocked the topic she wanted to continue.
"Soleton, don't talk to the nun in such a rude tone, it's you who should apologize! I don't mind what she says, as long as we have a clear conscience. β
Anne deliberately reached out with her left hand and grabbed the nun's arm. The cold, hard arms pressed against the nun's skin, causing her to tremble slightly. The smile on her face was tinged with enthusiasm and flattery, like the smile that a young girl wears when she first goes to her boyfriend's house to meet her parents.
In front of such a smile, the topic that the nun originally wanted to talk about could not go on.
"By the way, do you think this base of mine is still easy to use? Normally, you won't use this entrance, is there something wrong with the function?"
Anne secretly changed the subject and focused everyone's attention on the secret base. Of course, she also deliberately stopped her gaze on Zalte.
"Ah, because I suddenly couldn't use magic since the morning, Viren's magic wasn't normal, and the teleportation points in the base weren't working properly. We wanted to try to operate the emergency operation in the array, but we didn't expect to activate this emergency entrance. "Of course, we didn't expect the room to be empty......
Anne waved her hand with a smile on her face: "Actually, if you come out a little earlier, you may miss us." Naimon and I have just led our army to defeat the main army of the Empire, and it has not been long since we returned. β
Hearing this, Zart and Vilen's eyes widened at the same time again.
"You ...... Defeated the main army of the Empire?!"
Naimon also interjected: "Yes, and defeated all their main generals. If it weren't for the Emperor's speed, we might have ended this war. β
"Okay, okay, don't talk about that, let's take the final Free Army battle report as the standard, everyone can see it. Anne dragged Sister Viren down the stairs, "Mr. Fran said that the teleportation location cannot be used, I don't think it's possible, let's go down and have a look." β
She threw Naimon a look, and Naimon followed knowingly, and Zart had no choice but to follow a few people back to the secret base.
As soon as the four of them walked down the tunnel, the entrance to the tunnel behind them was closed again, and all the cover magic was restored, and the entrance to a mage's secret base was no longer visible from the outside.
The nun still felt that something was wrong: "But, you just ......"
Anne leaned into her ear and lowered her voice, "Trust us, we really didn't do anything just now. There are many ways to prove this, but time is tight, and we have to rush to the parliament later. β
The nun glanced at Anne suspiciously, but her tone had softened, "Really, nothing happened?"
"Of course it's true. Anne thought for a moment, lowered her voice, and added, "You don't have to worry, I think the doctrinal ...... 'that' shouldn't be too far away." Moreover, the future of Soleton in the end will probably be beyond your imagination. β
This time this sentence really dispelled the nun's doubts. She looked at Anne again, then touched her left arm with her hand, "It's really badly hurt." There's nothing I can do about it, but I should still be able to find a bishop in Lenny who can heal this injury. Is the broken arm still there?"
Anne smiled bitterly: "The arm is a shattering attack magic. I used forced healing on my leg and cut off the blood vessels, so I guess I can't replant it with magic. Besides, I have my own way, so you don't have to worry about it. β
"Even if there is a way, it must be very painful. These men......" the nun shook her head, "how can a young girl be so hard-working. Last night, too, I will call you back to the military headquarters at night, so as to prepare for today's battle. I really shouldn't have called you rude, you're working hard. β
"It's just responsibility. Anne lightly brushed over the part about herself, concentrating on the part of the conversation that she didn't know, "Speaking of which, I didn't do anything rude last night, did I? β
"Except for the haste of leaving, there should be none. Last night you complimented me that the food I cooked was delicious, and it was nothing compared to pure gold. The nun noticed the brooch on Anne's chest, "Ah, that brooch is actually a bargain, it has no magical effect, you don't wear it next to your magical officer badge, the aura will cover it." I think the right chest might be a little more suitable. β
"This?" Anne looked down at the brooch she had just put on, "This brooch was yours before." β
"yes, actually, I felt a little overwhelmed when I gave it to you last night. Sister Viren smiled awkwardly, "To be honest, this is a bargain compared to those goods of pure gold and blue diamonds, and it is not worthy of a female officer of the Free Army......
Anne glanced back, tapped her teeth slightly, and licked her canine teeth with her tongue and said, "Why, I like this brooch very much, I like its regency-style carving, and it has a metallic beauty in its simplicity." If you don't mind, I'd like to give it a further magic item makeover so it doesn't get overshadowed by the badges next to it or something......"
While the two women were having a good conversation, Naymen Soleton, who was walking at the back of the line, suddenly felt a chill coming from the end of his spinal cord. He stopped, touched the crystal wall next to him, and found no special defensive magic, so he continued to follow the group with doubts.
"Teacher, this tunnel is so deep, it has already turned three corners. How long did it take, and how much work did it take?"
Hearing Namen's question, Zalt Fran counted with his fingers: "Anne arranged for someone to build it here after you went to military service, and also obtained the permission of their 'pure gold' mistress Lessa. The construction time is three months. β
"Three months. Naimon touched the wall next to him, a little incredulous, "It will take three months to build such a huge base, I guess it will cost millions of pounds, right?"
"Viren made a special trip to Lesa to ask this question, and she said that this is the main core teleportation magic array and Lennie's refuge of 'pure gold', and it should be larger. Later, they used this place to transfer some fragile and dangerous goods that were not convenient to move by sea ship to the Interre branch. β
Seeing Naimon looking back in the direction of his room, Zart knew what he was thinking, and continued to explain: "You've been at war since then, and we're afraid to write to you and tell you about the leak. Besides, we didn't know they had a spare exit in your room. β
"Then how big is the scale of this base?Teleportation exits, official exits, backup exits, there are three exits alone, and there is also a teleportation anchor point......" Naimon began to faintly feel that what Anne said before "I can repair my body here" is not nonsense, "There shouldn't be a dungeon down there, right?
Zart smiled slyly, "It's not a dungeon, but isn't it...... See for yourself. β
Soon he saw the answer.
What appeared in front of the group was not a dungeon, but a huge room.
An astonishingly large subterranean room, bigger than any single room Naimon had ever seen, and he couldn't even tell the length of each side of this room by sight alone. The huge empty room was at least as large as the entire orphanageβif not larger.
The room was supported by a complex system of columns and cable-stayed steel bars, and its structure was also something he had never seen before. Knowing Anne's identity as a "futurist", Naimon believes that it is a design method that has not yet existed in this era.
Such a huge room, but the inside is empty, only a few multi-storey shelves taller than a person divide the space into many corridors. Unlike the usual mage towers or secret underground bases, which are crowded with all sorts of materials and crammed into a secret room the size of a toilet, this room is completely different. It's more like a giant warehouse than a refuge for a high-level mage.
"That's bigger than the central chamber of the Parliament. Naimon paused and couldn't help but sigh, "Maybe only the Emperor's palace can compare to it." β
Zart shook his head: "It's a pity that the Emperor's new Peace Palace is not so big. What you see is the empty hall, and when Lesa came here to arrange the transfer, large iron boxes larger than people were piled up all over the room, and I suspected that they were going to transport an army to occupy LinkedIn Trey. Those large iron boxes could not be dragged by human man, and could only be dragged by magicians or their automatic golems. β
Naimon lowered his head and looked at the marks on the ground. The floor was all made of solid obsidian tiles, but even then there were many scratches on the top of the golems and large iron boxes, and some magic circuits carved out of precious metal were embedded in the lower layers of the scratches. He crouched down, wanting to analyze the structure and scale of this magic array.
Zart stopped, waited for him for a moment, and then said, "Don't try, I can't decipher." It may be the technique of the Dongyi system, and I heard that there are some schools in the East that are famous for their magic array painting techniques. β
Naimon stood up: "I know I can't read it, I just want to see more different techniques." This technique looks somewhat similar to the method we use to construct teleportation anchors and contact circles. β
Zart nodded appreciatively: "Your vision has improved a lot in the past few months." Their company is currently the best in the entire South in terms of exotic magic and Dongyi magic, and the techniques used in this circle include some techniques that are different from the standards of the two mage associations in the north and south, and the method of circuit structure and effect patterns is very interesting......"
Are they afraid that they are carefully selling some magic achievements that are more advanced than this era under the guise of exotic magic? Naimon thought to himself and smiled bitterly, stood up, and followed the footsteps of the women in front of him with the teacher.
Zart continued, "That's why we're having trouble activating these magic arrays. Originally, they were able to use this magic array to teleport goods to Intray, but Viren and I couldn't even connect to the teleportation location in Nancheng City. β
Hearing the word teleportation anchor, the corners of Naimon's mouth twitched. He immediately remembered Lenny's central anchor, which had been completely destroyed by Danica.
"Is it that it can't be used since yesterday morning, and can other public teleportation locations in the city still work?"
"I don't know. "When you say that, it seems like all public anchors have been requisitioned by the military since yesterday." β
Anne and Sister Viren were already standing at the metal table at the end of the empty hall. The table is a normal teleportation anchor, which can be located in one direction to several major public anchors in Lennie City, although the cost is relatively high, but it is not uncommon, and it is generally available in the homes of people with more status or important public places.
"Of course, you can't teleport to the public teleportation point in Nancheng District. Anne stood in front of the table and pushed away a few movable tables, revealing a more complex magic array underneath, "First of all, when Lesa used it before, it was set to teleport over a long distance, and of course you can't reach Nancheng District. Secondly, the Lenny teleportation point has been ...... Probably blocked by the military, it can't be used now, and our relative data is based on the absolute coordinates of Lenny's teleportation point, so naturally it can't be used. In order to reach the ferry location in South 3 by teleporting magic, some adjustments must be made. β
Naimon stepped forward and watched as Anne expertly adjusted the various emblems and hands between several pieces of metal of different styles. Some metal sheets have teleportation coordinates written in plaintext, and Naimon knows that these are ordinary coordinate points with the central positioning point as the core, and can only teleport to each other with a limited distance between fixed ordinary points. Others have complex codes written in ciphers and ciphers, presumably using the positioning formula used by Anne and the others herself.
To his surprise, there were teleportation coordinates written in Imperial script on this board. He couldn't help but stare at the metal plate for a while: even if it was just ordinary coordinates and not absolute coordinates, it would probably not be easy to get this plate. Ordinary coordinates are calculated by using absolute coordinates relative to the center point, and because they do not contain absolute coordinate data, they can usually only be transmitted point-to-point, unlike between center points, where any target positioning point can be selected for transmission. Teleportation magic is a magic that can leave the caster's bones dead if it is made a mistake, and it should never be done hastily.
"That piece is not Deran's, don't think about it, it's the anchor point of New Komania in the New World. Anne saw that he had been staring at the board, and said casually, "We use it to connect with our business partners in the New World." β
"Wait a minute. "Miss Seffer, if my understanding is correct, you can adjust not only the teleportation between the normal and the center point, but also the position of the center point you want to go to?" Even if it's the teleportation coordinates of New Comania and Interre, it should be a state secret, right?"
"Uh......" Anne paused slightly, glanced at Naimon, as if hesitating for something, but finally said, "Actually, we have our own anchors in Interlites and the New World. β
This sentence shocked both Zart and Sister Vilen. Only Naimon knew that Anne must have some advanced technology in the future, and he didn't show the shock on his face, he was just curious how Anne did it - they had been busy running the company and fighting wars all year ago, and they certainly didn't have time to map the data of an absolute center point.
"If you want to map an absolute anchor point, only the financial resources of the Elven Empire and the Corman Empire can do it, right? As far as I know, it took you a hundred years to set up three new absolute anchor points in the south, Intre Don Island, Lower Italy, and Stillburg!" Zarte's face was full of incredulity, and he unconsciously spoke from the perspective of the empire, "Your company is only one year old at most, right?
The nun also sighed: "Several of our big churches have always wanted to set up an absolute anchor in the United Diocese of Upper Italy, America and Asia, but they have not been able to muster the funds and personnel until now. Correcting mapping errors and doing tests is an astronomical expense, and until now it has only been set to a high-level ordinary point with a slightly farther effective distance and accuracy than ordinary ordinary anchor points. β
Anne laughed twice and brushed the topic aside: "Actually, what we set up can't be regarded as an absolute anchor point, it's just an ordinary anchor point with slightly richer data, and it just so happened that we got a set of ancient teleportation data by chance, and the cost is not too big." Of course, they are also very valuable purely for business. When each business partner hears that we have our own teleportation point secret, they become enthusiastic about cooperation. β
Naimon immediately understood. In the next two hundred years or so, humans will naturally add new teleportation anchors, some of which may be publicly available. Annie and the others can easily set up reliable anchors with the data from these new teleportation points - the truth of the magic is not complicated at all.
Therefore, pure gold can have its own teleportation anchor point, and have an independent teleportation system that is not subject to the government and the mage association. Even now that Lenny's teleportation location has been destroyed, she can reach Interre.
No wonder their little underwear business can be so big and expand so fast, Namen thought. It's almost like a merchant from the time of the Elven Empire claiming that he could control the Senate and form a legion of magicians at any time.
"Alright. Anne used the pure gold needle in her hand to carve the last extra pattern into the gold leaf, "The adjustment is complete, just do one more mathematical transformation." Without Lenny's consent, we were able to teleport to the ferry port in the South. There is only a small problem, the area of the public anchor is not as wide as here, and the weight and size of the luggage may be limited if you want to go. β
"How much?" said Sister Vilen, who was no longer at all out of sight when she asked the question, "we still have some luggage, which we rescued last night." β
"Ah, I guess there's only one metric ton. Anne replied, "If you two had a carry-on like a golem or a heavy firearm, they might not be able to teleport it." The capacity of the public anchors is not comparable to our anchors at Interlite. β
It took about half a minute for the other three to react: it turned out that Anne was telling a joke.
Sister Viren looked at Anne's severed arm, looked away, and covered her mouth with her hand.
Zart let out a few unnatural laughs, out of proportion to his current appearance as a middle-aged militia officer.
Instead of laughing, Naimon gently grasped Anne's cold, hard left hand.
The blonde girl snorted, bit her lip, and forcibly pulled her left hand out.
"Forget it. You people with no sense of humor, let's go. I'm afraid the ferry will be very tense today. β
"It's okay, Upper Emea is the largest bishopric of our church. Sister Viren walked to the corner and lifted her suitcase, "The gods and their vicarious ones will help us." Anne, don't you really need help?"
Anne shook her head, turned away, leaned against the edge of the table, and turned her back to the others: "No need. Although there are not enough ingredients and equipment here for my soul to transfer to the alternate body, I can do this work in Interre. Lesa should have shipped it all, so I won't bother you. β
"That's right. Even absolute anchor points can be done, and the magic of a spare body can naturally be afforded. That's really better than forcibly using magic healing, and different sources of magic will affect the normal performance of a mage of your level. Hopefully, the next time we meet, you've fulfilled your promise. β
The nun walked to the center of the teleportation array with a small suitcase, waved her hand in a dashing manner, activated the teleportation magic, and disappeared.
Zalt followed the nun towards the teleportation array. Before he was about to enter the anchor point, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked abruptly: "I think that the mission of the militia divisions is over, and Lenny probably doesn't need more defense." Soleton, do you want to come with us?"
It only took a moment for Naimon to realize that this might be his last chance to get out of the big quagmire of Lennie. He can go to Italy and start his life anew, and pick up the dream of becoming a rich and ordinary citizen of the republic again.
It only took him a split second to make a decision.
"No need. The Liberty Bell is calling me, and I am a full-fledged officer of the Free Army, Captain Namen Soleton. I won't leave Lennie's. But thank you, teacher. β
He will stay.
Because only by staying will he have a chance to get the power he wants.
Anne's thoughts had already touched Namen: yes, thanks to his merits and Anne's net, he could turn the tide here.
Zalter glanced at him with a complicated expression and quietly saluted. The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, turned around and disappeared into the teleportation point.
And just like that, the huge, warehouse-like room returned to its empty and quiet stateβ
Only Namen Soleton and Anne Seiffel were left with their backs to each other.
He faced the waypoint, his right hand in return and never let it go.
She half-sat on the edge of the table, her right hand resting on her left shoulder, and her left arm was tucked away.
An embarrassing silence wafted in the air. The storm passed, exposing all the lies, leaving only the unpleasantly transparent air, and everything was in plain sight.
Sister Viren and Teacher Zart only pass by by accident, but they puncture many questions that he and she want to avoid.
Naimon lowered his arm, turned around and said, "Annie, I actually have some questions. β
Anne leaned on the edge of the table, turned her head and said, "Naimon, it just so happens that I have some problems too." β
His gaze collided with her in the air, almost sparks.
Both he and she saw distrust in each other's eyes. Deception of each other, even if it is only a temporary expediency, or even a well-intentioned deception, can sow the seeds of suspicion in each other's hearts.
This time the silence was longer. There were subtle changes in his and her postures: Namen's head lowered deeply, and Anne's legs tighter than before.
In the end, it was Anne who broke the silence first.
"How long are we going to be here?" she asked.
"I don't know. But we can't wait. He replied.
"But we all have a lot of questions to ask, right?"
"yes. Naimon nodded, "But these questions can only lead to more problems." β
Anne turned her head sideways and glanced at it out of the corner of her eye: "Then I have an idea." How do we resolve differences of opinion in the General Staff?"
"The main parties to each point of view have laid out their arguments. Naemon replied, "Remove all unnecessary explanations, in case white lies produce more lies, and only put the problems and facts in place." If they don't agree, don't ask them, just set them aside. β
"And in the future you will call this tradition 'military democracy.'" Anne has no qualms about the future, "I think this is the best way to resolve this impasse." We really don't have much time to explain to each other, and the Lenny army could make a retreat decision at any time, and that decision could turn into a reckless advance, surrender, or fall apart. β
"I agree. Naimon nodded, "So, let's get started." β
Anne coughed and said her usual opening words: "So, now for the meeting...... Temporary Cluster Operational Meeting of the Western General Army Lennie. Initial Speaker Order?"
"Ladies first. β
Naimon said as he walked over to the table and began a battle meeting of only two people.
"In the name of Lieutenant Anne Seffir of the Free Army, everything I say next is what I think is true. If it's something I can't be sure of or don't know, I'll make a point of making it. β
Anne uttered her routine vows, took off the first cross from her epaulette of rank, and placed it in the ring on the middle finger of her right hand. This oath triggers the magic bound to it, and when the spell is activated, everyone can only make statements according to their own oath. This magic will guarantee that all statements must be true, but not necessarily all true.
Naimon just changed the name and repeated it the same way.
"Let's get down to business. I don't think you need to be busy replacing your body, so we should report to the council and participate in the reorganization. "We can't wait until the council has a conclusion, it's too late." β
Anne nodded in agreement: "The key question is what conclusions the council and Marshal Fox will come to. I fear that will be two conflicting conclusions. β
"It's 'withdrawing' and 'holding on'. "Encouraged by such a victory, the councillors will naturally be inclined to stick to the city. But...... As a well-trained military man, I don't think Marshal Fox would judge like that. My opinion is, 'Withdraw'. Lenny is no longer a city to defend in. β
"How much do you think the losses are, Namon?" asked Anne, "I lack knowledge of the situation in Lenny's army. β
Naimon tapped lightly on the tabletop, and the expression on his face distorted: "Conservative estimates, we have lost more than seventy percent of our combat power. Almost all the divisions of the regular army and the militia divisions except for the southern 3rd district were completely crushed, the establishment was completely disorganized, and the key officers suffered great losses. Lenny's fortifications, including the western and southern districts, were systematically and systematically destroyed. Not to mention the large detection network and teleportation anchors, the three inner walls that were originally undamaged have been destroyed by blasting and fortifications, and the Imperial army has blown up our defenses with our gunpowder and supplies. And...... We don't have any reserves anymore, and the Reich probably does. β
Anne took over the topic.
"If it's the intelligence of the Imperial Army, I know better. They have reserves. The main army of the Reich also had a detachment on the north flank, the large detachment that was supposed to go to reinforce the double battle of Jena-Blenheim. I can be sure that the best magicians and priests in the empire are in that detachment. β
She thought for a moment and added, "Because they have mobilized all their magical forces to defend against me." β
This statement did not surprise Namen in the slightest. "Understandable judgment. The Empire only has a minimum of magical power in Lenny, so we were defeated last night. β
"Splitting them up into groups seemed like a good idea at first. Anne smiled wryly, "But now...... When they return, they will have only a third of their strength. This means that their supplies can last three times longer, and their magic power will only be stronger than before. I've set up a simple magic net in the battle to the north, and I reckon the best of them will figure out how the system works tonight or tomorrow. After all, it is much easier to grasp the logic of the magic web from the flow of magic than to summarize the three laws of motion from planetary data. β
In other words...... Even considering your strength, Anne, the odds of us continuing to defend Lenny are less than fifty percent?"
"What's more, if 'stick', the Free Army retains its existing power structure. Not only will we not be able to be Lennie's heroes, but we will lose all our resources. The power of 'pure gold' is huge for an individual, but for a political entity as large as the Four Republics or the Koman Empire, it is a drop in the bucket. β
Hearing this, Naimon suddenly interjected: "And, for a captain, he has to have a chance when the system is in chaos, right." β
Anne glanced at him in surprise, as if she didn't expect him to say such a naked thing, but nodded anyway: "That's right." β
Naimon concluded: "Then we have no choice. We have to give up on Lenny. β
"The negative impact will also be significant. Anne counter-argued, "First, it is a very high political risk to abandon the capital after a great victory, even a disastrous victory. Second, the abandonment of Lenny would mean the disappearance of the entire inter-provincial power base. This happened once in our time, when after the fall of the city of Lenny, the southern Rulocs, Phates, and even Upper Italian America, who were still resisting, surrendered to the Empire. β
Naimon keenly sniffed the hidden contents: "This is what the 'future me' did?"
"Yes. As a result, this preserved more of the free nation's war potential and wiped out all the Imperial forces in the region in one fell swoop when the final counteroffensive came. But...... Provided that someone counterattacks. If no one counterattacks, then these war potentials will be invested in the Elves and the Eastern front. β
Naimon drew a simple map on the table with his fingers: "That is, the main force of the Lenny army must safely retreat south of the Metbysi River and reorganize the resistance centered on Interre and Italy. I think that would have been what Marshal Fox had in mind, and every staff officer would have judged it so. β
"The real problem is the parliamentarians. The majority of the parliamentarians who remain in Lenny are speculators. These people may have been thinking of becoming lords of the Empire last night, but now they will definitely hold out to resist, so that they can take over the power of their dead colleagues. β
Naimon nodded, "Unless someone can assist the former Marshal of Fox in suppressing the ambitions of those councilors." β
Anne pointed her finger in the air: "That person is you, Captain Namen Soleton of the Western Army, the hero of Lennie's victory." You're not one of the Lennies, and none of them will have a boss to take your credit. β
"It's us. Naimon corrected, "With Anne's merit and strength, what situation can't be reversed? I'm sure that every company will owe allegiance to you, and the former Field Marshal Fox will not object. β
Anne shook her head and said, "No, I'm not going." I'm not honestly fit to be a tragic war hero, and the one you described lost his limbs...... No, the three-limbed, weak and helpless poor girl is more suitable for the role of a tragic war hero. To prevent lie detector magic, tell them the truth, I'm on my way to Interray to change my body, and of course, don't tell all the truth. β
"Aren't you going, Annie?" asked Naimon in surprise, "you're the hero who saved the Free Army." I went alone...... How can you control the Free Army? Marshal Fox must have reorganized quite a few troops, and there are so many colonels and even generals there that I can't control them!"
"You've proven yourself, Naymen Soleton. You are a hero, both in this history and in my history. Let's make the title 'Lenny's Hero' a reality. β
Naimon suddenly felt a little dry in his mouth.
"Annie, will you trust me too much......?
"What I trust is your abilities. As for trusting yourself...... That depends on your answers to some of the other questions. β
Anne shifted her words, and the next question went straight to the core.
"For example, I want to know what happened last night. β
Hearing this, tiny beads of sweat began to appear on Naimon's forehead. But Anne wasn't going to stop there, she was going to ask all her questions.
"I wonder why, while I was still on the road, Sister Viren acted as if she had seen me. I wonder who received this medal from Sister Vilen?"
She assumed the pose of a staff officer standing in front of a military map, clapping her hands on the table at the same time.
The left hand, which was made of magic crystals, was more powerful and harder than a normal palm, and it made a dull sound on the table, and Naimon shuddered when he heard it.
Naimon found that Anne had closed all the movable panels on the table, and the magic array had been turned into an ordinary tabletop again, making it easier to make loud noises. He silently walked over to the table and began to state his answers.
"Someone did come to Sister Viren last night as you, and she was Danika. We captured her after the Jena army routed her forces, but she escaped to Lennie via the Lennie teleportation point. I don't know why she's impersonating you, or why she's insisting on not coming back. Then I chased her to the library, only to run into the Emperor's sneak attack. You know all about the rest of the story. β
Anne's expression was as serious as a military meeting, and she didn't say whether she believed it or not, but asked, "The brooch was given to her by a nun, isn't it?" I wonder why it's in your hands. β
Namen's expression was also full of confusion. "I don't know. She just left the brooch in the room, and I had to put it away with the brooch she used to impersonate you. β
That's why the nun thought she had given me the brooch...... I kind of understood what she was thinking. Anne was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled. "Well, it's your turn. β
Naimon walked to the table and tried to prop his hands on the table to increase his momentum like Anne, but he hesitated and still couldn't hold on. He relaxed slightly, holding the edge of the table with one hand, his fingers tapping lightly.
"Annie, I want to know, your previous fainting, your mouth saying exit, and 'this body is already the last'...... What does it mean. I don't think that's what I understand. β
Although he failed to put on an offensive stance, his problems were not lacking in aggression at all.
"I should have said I didn't deceive you...... This is also true. Everything I've said before, it's true. β
Anne said as usual.
Hearing such a statement, Naimon couldn't help but glance at her Cross Ring.
To his surprise, the class star on the ring didn't shine at all!
Naimon became more and more incomprehensible: "It's all the truth? It's impossible, but this secret base, your fainting, exiting, these ...... It doesn't match the scene here. β
"Damn. Anne bit her lip, "It's immoral to force someone to show the answer to magic. I never said 'the secret base of the orphanage has been destroyed', I only said 'it is no longer possible to change the spare body here'. This is true - because my spare body must be replaced at Interre, and of course my spare body cannot exist so close to the battlefield. β
Naimon thought about it for a moment - it was. "So, what about those who quit and pass out?"
"In all my sentences, the subject and implied subject are almost always 'body' and 'this body'. 'This body' can't be replaced in Lenny, isn't there no tomorrow?"
The rest of the part doesn't need to be said by Anne anymore, and Naimon can reason about it himself.
"But there's a teleportation array leading to Interray...... As long as you don't know this premise, your words can be understood by me as a tragedy. So you didn't tell me there was a teleportation array to Interre. It's really a magic trick, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to see through the truth. β
"And I'm not going to hide it from you. Before we leave, we're going to use this teleportation array. In fact, it's more than just a teleportation array. β
Anne's words raise new questions. Naimon vaguely guessed the mind of the girl in front of him, but he still couldn't believe the result of this reasoning. He had to make sure.
"I wonder why you're doing this, Anne, if it's not for deception, it's for ......."
Anne lowered her head and stared at her right hand: "If you have to say it...... It's a test, isn't it?"
"Testing?...... about what?"
Naimon knew she knew she had the answer.
He noticed that Anne's neck was flushed red again, and her whole body seemed to tremble.
"Because I want to know if you like me or not. By the way, it's also my last question. β
Anne jerked her head up and looked straight into his eyes, her eyes clear.
Naimon was speechless for a while.
It's a beautiful counterattack, it's so beautiful, he thought as he touched the ring on his right hand.
This was the real purpose of this combat meeting.
The captain looked down and looked at the cross on the ring.
It's useless to lie. The answers she failed to get through traps and bait can be found through clever confrontations. He also wears a lie detector ring now.
Unfortunately, you shouldn't have asked, Annie. You shouldn't have asked me about that bastard, he thought.
Namen Soleton took a deep breath and said the answer.
"I don't know. β
Hearing this reply, Anne's eyes immediately drifted to the cross star on Namen's right hand.
This is also my last question, and I want to know if I like you or not. β
Naimon still said, his doji certainly didn't light up.
So, I can't give a definitive answer. I used to think I knew what it was to like. I don't know now. Compared to everything I've been through...... I have no way of knowing what a liking is. I don't know if I'm qualified to like you. I don't know if I'm worthy of you or not. I'm sorry. β
This is entirely true. He really didn't know if he liked her or not, he didn't even know who he liked, he didn't even know what liking was.
Anne's body shook, her left arm slipped, and she almost slammed herself on the table. She suddenly understood where her biggest mistake was.
"A young man living in the age of enlightenment, who has not read modern novels, who has not listened to the radio, who has not watched television, certainly cannot judge the meaning of "like"! Anne Seffer, you are a fool!"
In Anne's time, everyone, both male and female, was familiar with all kinds of love stories, and all the ambiguous episodes were like treasures, and all lines could be a tool for men and women to flirt.
But in Naymen Soleton's world, that's not the case. This is an age when there is a lack of mass entertainment media.
"It stands to reason that my next question should be to ask if you like me......"
The shyness on Anne's face was thick as if she was about to drip blood, and she lowered her head.
β...... But what if you like it or not!"
Naimon propped his right hand on the edge of the table and stretched out his left hand like lightning.
His left hand covered Anne's right hand, obscuring the glow of the lie detector ring, pulling her hard in his direction.
Anne's body suddenly lost its balance, and the overweight crystal arm grabbed her body and fell forward.
"Take revenge on your designs. β
He whispered in her ear.
"Even if it's all your trap, I'm going to eat the bait, Miss Sefir!"
Then he pulled her hand forward again.
The faces of the two make up a wonderful angle -
This time, Naymen Soleton didn't miss the plane.
He decisively pressed his lips to hers.
It wasn't a deep kiss, but it wasn't a superficial, courtesy-style lip kiss or a kiss on the face.
If you have to describe it, it's the kind of love kiss that you will see at the end of the love movie, which is neither long nor short, just enough to play a few key phrases of the theme song, leaving long memories and thoughts.
It was completely out of the other party's will, not an accident, not a coincidence, and not a trick of fate.
Anne couldn't even figure out how long the kiss had lasted.
It feels so enduring, transcending all time and space.
Actually, what is it?
Finally, Naimon ended the kiss and let go of her right hand.
Anne's right hand hung in the air, and her body was as stiff as a sculpture, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
"Knot, it's over?"
Finally, she coughed and squeezed the words out between her lips.
"Hmm. That's it, let's stop pursuing these questions. β
Naimon removed the cross from her ring and set it back on her epaulettes.
Anne's face turned crimson again. Kissed. He really kissed it.
But the bastard said he didn't know. What kind of test result is this?
Some men are getting so nasty, Anne thought.
Moreover, this sudden kiss ......
She angrily grabbed Naimon by the collar and yelled, "Bastard, bastard, bastard! Naimon, you bastard, do you know what you did?"
"You're not really angry, Annie?"
Hearing this, a wave of green energy flashed across Anne's face.
"I'm not angry! Don't do this kind of thing that increases your risk! Don't you know that kissing before this kind of action is very unlucky? In the theory of movie writers, this form of story is called the flag of death!"
"Is the flag of death the banner of the undead in the Great Wasteland? and why?" asked the young man, who had not seen any modern entertainment, tilting his head, "What does a kiss have to do with their flag?"
Annoyedly, Anne flicked off his collar, turned her head and explained, "It's not a specific flag, but that after this kind of event happens, the rest of the story will turn sharply into tragedy, maybe life and death." β
Anne lowered her head and stared at the empty table in front of her, as if thinking about something.
"No, I can't. It's so unlucky, I have to do something. β
She pressed on the table a few times, and the entire table suddenly separated, revealing the complex magic circuit underneath.
"Thankfully, I can do something. As I said earlier, this big magic circle on the ground is not a teleportation and positioning circle. This is another reason why I have not told you that this base exists. β
"I found out. "It's not a teleportation anchor and a supporting teleportation circle, and the simple circle won't be so complicated and difficult to solve." It's certainly not the technology of this era. β
"It is a technical product that harnesses the basic power of arcane and divine arts, combined with the knowledge of all the schools of magic of our time. This would probably be a good insurance policy. β
Anne placed her left hand on another metal plate that had just reached out from her side, and the blue light of magic seeped through her crystal-made left arm, into the circuits of the tabletop, as well as into the magic circuits underground.
Or to put it another way, it's a miracle. β
She spoke quietly, her right hand drawing magic patterns on the newly emerging hidden metal plates beside her.
"As you may know, in this day and age, there is a school of magic theory that believes that the power of magic comes from a supreme power being, which is the Root, which is transmitted by Ether. They tried to develop a theory that could replace all other magical theories, the 'Theory of Everything'. β
Naimon nodded: "I've heard of it." Their leader seems to be called ...... By the way, RenΓ© Descartes, but I heard that he died a few years ago, and Mr. Zart sighed when he heard the news. β
"In our time, this sect is called the 'Roots School' or the 'Phaethian School'. They have developed a number of extended theories, including radical schools that argue that all other theories of magic are illusions, and many magicians who have made it their ideal to 'reach the roots' - you have probably read papers and novels on similar subjects. They try to deduce a set of axioms that unify all magic within the same logical framework, proving that all magical and spell-like systems, such as magic, divine magic, real names, Dongyi, Taoism, and even superpowers, have the same origin. But in the end, in the first half of the 19th century, aetherism was falsified by new discoveries and theories, and you can't construct a well-established theory to replace all other theories of magic. However, the theories and research results they left behind became the basis of the magic net technology. β
Both the magic crystals and the precious metal engravings began to glow, and the magic circle began to work.
"Aetherism is not a theory of everything, and the theory of magic cannot be unified, but we can make all the theories public. As long as you have this kind of power, you can put up as many death flags as you love the tree! Even if the whole story slides into the abyss, we can pull it back from the goddess of fate!"
The ventilation holes at the top of the room were all deployed.
A clever combination of mirrors channeled the afternoon sunlight into the large room, and the dust seemed to have its magic attached to it, turning into tiny colored mana frost crystals.
"Let me introduce you to the RootNameArray and its core Ethernet. If you're too lazy to memorize these names, you can call them 'man-made miracles'. β
Naimon held his breath. Names seemed to flicker around him, but those names disappeared in an instant.
He realized that the words represented his understanding of everything in the world, and that the words flickering nearby were the expanded knowledge he could acquire. He can't keep seeing the words, but if he wants to keep knowing, he can follow them on to more and more esoteric knowledge.
"It coordinates the working privileges of the web, determines the form of magic, and empowers the mage to use unfamiliar magic through the web, which he has not even mastered. With it, you can use my power. More importantly, it can replace the ego-centered temporary web and turn Lennie's web into a permanent, neutral, free and open structure. No, if a priest of my power level cooperated, it could even build a web of magic throughout the world. β
"W-Can this be done?" Naimon was incredulous, "that's what you mean...... All the magicians in the whole world have to learn how to use magic again, which is tantamount to being the enemy of the whole world, it's too dangerous!"
"No, it's not the same as a temporary net. The Temporal Web is a network centered on the world of a High Mage, while the Aether Web is a network of all High Mages and their worlds. People are able to use more powerful magic, and in return, their magic is shared with those around them. β
Naimon gasped: "That is to say...... There are no more 'secrets of magic'. Our magic is no longer 'arcane'. As long as you master the method and work hard enough, you can learn any magic?"
"Including magic, too. My sister doesn't think it's possible for us to put this web together. I used to think so, too. But I think I should be able to put it up now. The miracle I needed has been achieved. β
Anne lowered her head and drew a magic circle on the table with her right hand. The blue light source in his left hand was continuously fed into the circuit of the magic array, and the whole room lit up.
"Because, our encounter beyond the times is already a miracle in itself, isn't it?"
She closed her eyes, then opened them again, her pupils and arms shifting in color.
At first all the light was blue, then green and cyan, then yellow and purple, then orange, and finally red. The seven colors of light make up a rainbow-like beauty.
Magic is beautiful. Because it is the crystallization of the best beliefs of mankind, the sum total of the achievements of civilization, the jewel in the crown of science and philosophy. Naimon had always heard this from other mages, but he didn't have a real sense of it, for him, magic was just a means of struggling to make a living.
Now, looking at this scene, he felt the power of magic and self-confidence for the first time in his life.
With the support of this magic net, he felt that he could do it.
He gets the entire Lenny Army, and the power he really wants.
"So, I'm off. I'll get my army, Anne, I believe so. β
"When you return, the world will also have a magic web, my hero. β
In the midst of this light, Naimon stepped into the teleportation location.
He heard Annie's muffled spells and commands behind him.
"In my name, Anne Seffir, I requisition Lennie's temporary access to the Magic Net. β
As he heard her say this, he felt the power of the teleportation magic, and all the structures of the magic around him.
"It's strange, why did I find this so difficult?"
For the first time, Naymen Soleton had that feeling, this feeling of having the big picture in his hands.
He is no longer a person manipulated by fate and coincidence, no longer a fake hero who impersonates the merits of others, and no longer a person who struggles in troubled times.
That's the power, he thought, and disappeared into the teleportation location.
Then, there was the part he didn't hear.
"Well, Bonnie, I need your miracle now. As I have said a long time ago, modern magicians cannot live without magic webs. Since sooner or later we have to build a network...... Why don't you do it now? Give you two hours to solve the technical problems on your side. It's a bit of a mess, but I guess you can do it, right?"
That was the first message of the Magic Web era.
It was also the end of the old era.
Magic is no longer a "mysterious" technology.
A new era in which everyone can become a magician is about to begin.
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