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Lieutenant General Clad López stopped. As soon as he stopped, so did all the soldiers who obeyed his orders.

There are 10 companies, 30 platoons, 120 squads, and 1,500 elite soldiers! These 1,500 men are scattered into a battle formation that can stretch for several kilometers through the streets.

Fifteen artillery wagons, fifteen six-pounder shotguns! As long as these ten shotguns opened fire with all their might, even if 10,000 soldiers formed a phalanx, they would not be able to break through their barriers.

A huge array, in a semicircle, encloses the Supreme Court, located in the 3rd Eastern District. Soldiers of the Klad Regiment blocked Central Avenue and blocked the 1st, 3rd, and 5th Avenues parallel to the north of Central Boulevard, the 2nd, 4th, and 6th Avenues south of Central Boulevard, and the 14th, 16th, 18th, and 20th Avenues in the north-south direction. At the intersection of each major road and the central avenue, there was a "Kraider Cannon", which was quietly parked there, waiting for the orders of their commander. The dwarves and humans of the cavalry company stayed in the center of the formation, guarding their headquarters and the staff officers within them.

Even if all the units of the Free Army were concentrated, there might not be a single unit that could be stronger than the "Third Independent Artillery Regiment".

And in the siege of this huge array, there were only a hundred soldiers. Most of these 100 soldiers belonged to the semi-regular National Guard, and their morale was low, their equipment was poor, and their skills were low. They retreated here only because they were surrounded and had nowhere to go.

This force, which had been broken up several times and had suffered heavy casualties in previous battles, was the last remnant of the Lenny garrison that carried out the coup. They had no organization and no command, the soldiers and officers did not know each other, and the last fully formed company had been broken up and wiped out in the previous blocking operation.

Now, these bewildered soldiers are simply blindly following their supreme commander. No matter what the standard is, the garrison is no longer a combat-ready unit.

Major General Dikko Lemda, who commanded the remnants of the defeated group, saw the opposing team stop, and walked to the front of his own team.

After a long battle and an immeasurable amount of blood shed by the humble soldiers, the two commanders finally met – before this Supreme Court, which stands for "justice" and "justice". On one side is a middle-aged general with a grim face, and on the other side is a young Zhuang officer with a resolute gaze.

"You're finally here, Kladlopez. I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"I'm sorry to have arrived a little later than expected. ”

Their tones were very relaxed, as if they were all winning. The distance between the two is about eighty meters. It is slightly longer than the distance of the bullet, and slightly shorter than the distance of the sound. It is much longer than the distance between friends, and much shorter than the distance between strangers.

"I'll give you one last chance, surrender. ”

This sentence was returned as it was. I'll give you one last chance, surrender. ”

Hearing such an answer, Clad was a little surprised. He pointed to the semicircular encirclement that had been completed behind him, and to the fifteen shiny muzzles.

"Are you determined to die here?" he asked, word for word.

"I have no intention of dying here. Of course, I'm not kidding. A confident smile appeared on Lemda's face, "Allow me to introduce Lieutenant General Cladópez's daughter, Miss Danica." ”

With a slight wave of his hand, the remnants of the defeated soldiers behind him made way for them, and two of his own soldiers walked out pushing a cart. On the cart, a vertical wooden pillar was nailed, and the brown-haired girl was still unconscious, tied to the wooden pillar behind her back. Behind Danica was four spears and an equal number of muskets.

At this moment, all the sounds around seemed to disappear. Clad's pupils contracted, his fists clenched, and green tendons appeared on the back of his hand. Neither side spoke, just confronted each other quietly.

It's a long, long, long confrontation, and no one knows how long the confrontation lasted. In the end, it was Clad who broke the silence.

"Your intelligence agency is really good, and your actions are resolute. ”

"You've sent too few men to defend St. Grace's Orphanage. Join us, Lieutenant General López, there's no need to make such a big sacrifice for the sake of this * government!" Major General Lemda stirred up, "Ling Qianjin is indeed very talented in magic and tactics, and I don't want to see tragedy." ”

He was only silent in response.

"As long as you join us, we can build a new Free Army, a Steel Lion that is stronger than the Free Army of twenty years ago!"

"I don't want to listen to empty words. Clad interrupted him coldly, "But how do I know she's really my daughter and not an apparition that you somehow made?" ”

"Isn't the pure energy flame in the air just now, who else can use so many pure energy flames in a row except your daughter?" Lemda spread her hands, "It's okay, I have prepared cold water, otherwise I really won't be able to wake up the man who is running out of mana." ”

Two buckets of ice-cold water were then poured on Denika's body mercilessly. The cold northeast wind of December was blowing, and her body temperature began to drop. She sneezed and woke up.

Her face was frozen blue-purple, and her wet clothes were clinging to her body, revealing the curves of her body, indicating that she was not an illusion or anything like that. Danika struggled twice before she realized that she couldn't break free from her back before she began to look around.

At first glance, she saw her father not far away in front of her.

The girl smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "I still lost in the end." Sorry, father. ”

Hearing "father", a trace of hesitation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Can you give me some time to think about it?" he said in an emotionless tone, avoiding Danica's gaze and turning in the direction of the Major General.

"Listen to me. Lemda smiled and turned back to the queue. The last thing he lacks now is time.

"It's snowing. ”

The spirit of the six-pointed star, which landed on the tip of the blue-haired woman's pale nose, did not disappear with her breathing. The undead can not breathe, and Transfiguration faithfully mimics this. Bonnie Sefir floated past the fourth wall on the north side, stopped the moment before falling, and stood on the platform at the outermost edge, looking north.

Flames had already enveloped the fifth northern wall, and countless torches were pouring into the central street. The troops left behind by Cladópez had all been killed, from unexplained wounds and from the onslaught of the 10th Division.

"Forward!" Radetz Govar's horse was still parked outside the city, but his troops had already crossed the gates.

"Are you late...... It's a pity that I don't have the teleportation coordinates of this era. The priestess from the afterlife grumbled, and a holy light ejected from her left hand, canceling out a black ray of weakness. She leaned back, shook off the snowflakes on the tip of her nose, and dodged two deadly bone spears. Anyway, the flexibility of this body is really good.

“...... Arroofglory (Arrow of Glory)!"

The golden light flickered on her right hand, retaliating in the direction the bone spear had come from. There was no muffled grunt, for the target that had been hit had turned to dust.

"This is the fourth," she calculated, setting up an illusion to attract fire, and she herself jumped from the wall to avoid the attack. "There are five left. ”

"More than five. The other Lich Bishop dispatched, his withered hand waving heavily in the air. "Surround her!!Try to capture her alive, we need her exact identity!"

As soon as Bonnie landed on the ground, several different auras of death approached her at the same time. Vampire's Kiss and Soul Snatcher's Shadow, Lich's Ray and Psychic Erosion, Mummy's Poisonous Mist and Death Curse, Soul Corpse's Bone Spear and Corrosive Blood Beam...... Countless ways of terrorist attacks that have been prepared for a long time are shooting at her together!

Despite falling into the trap, Lennie's best Protestant pastor — nay, arguably the best Protestant pastor in the world — didn't panic. Bonnie's dark purple nails gently cut two concentric circles on the front of her chest, forming a shining Protestant ring.

“...... armorofholy!"

A white holy light spread from the center of the ring, enveloping her entire body. Those terrifying magic and supernatural attacks hit the white light shield and disappeared automatically, as if they had never been sent at all.

"How is this possible?!Is there such a person in Protestantism?" the "Bishop", who looked down from the city wall, opened and closed his burnt yellow lips, and muttered classic villain lines in a hoarse voice. In his sunken eye sockets, there were only two dim yellows, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or worried.

Under the cover of the holy armor, Bonnie carved her way through the six undead creatures of different kinds who were chasing and intercepting her. Strangely enough, there was no smug or joyful look on her face, and she just rushed out of the encirclement of the "knights" with a shower of snowflakes.

The lich's yellow pupils narrowed: he noticed that the blue-haired woman's left leg was lame. After all, even divine armor can't perfectly withstand all attacks forever, and there is no such thing as an "absolute" in this world. If something claims to be absolute, then it must be wrong.

"Catch up, be sure to capture it alive!" The "Bishop" immediately conveyed the absolute order of the "king" to all the eleven "knights" under his command. For this operation, he mobilized almost all of Lenny's "knights" and "tax collectors" - after all, the murder of a "bishop" is a rare occurrence.

"Seems a little too light...... Is this supposed to be a reaction force of history?"

Bonnie muttered to herself, dragging her injured leg and turning south. Behind her, there are huge and staggering numbers of enemies. The entire strength of the Tenth Division, as well as the elite of the twelve undead, were chasing after her, seemingly ready to devour her at any moment.

"What is this...... That's not what history is like at all!"

Anne looked at the scene in front of her and was stunned. It was a tidal wave of people who poured through the streets, chanting slogans such as "for peace" and "against war". Everyone doesn't seem to be normal, as if they are under mind control. A certain emotion in the depths of their hearts is abnormally filtered out and amplified.

Anne quickened her pace and weaved her way through the crowd. There were too many, too many, too many! As far as the eye could see, she had seen at least three vampires. History can never be like this, it can't be.

The undead, or the undead. She recognized that the undead had manipulated the men. The man behind the scenes, the one who can mobilize the Lich...... They don't just mobilize lichs.

This is all because she chose the path of "expanding the coup d'état to maintain history".

"There is a option that we can expand the coup d'état by exposing the undead in the council and prevent Clad from winning too easily. In this way, history will not go too far off the track, and what you love may also appear in this world......" Sister Bonnie's words reappeared in her ears.

When you think about it, how reckless and ineffective this plan is...... Even if Namen Hugh Coman was really from Lennie, how could she just run into that person when she went to fight fires everywhere?!

Does she trust her magical abilities too much? Does she trust her own power too much? Has her judgment been blinded by love?

"Bonnie!Bonnie!Miriana!" she tried to evoke a telepathy between herself and her sister, "how did this happen?!"

There was no response, only deathly silence. Anne frantically grabbed her hair a few times and leaped up to the roof.

"There's no despair yet, we might still be able to find that person. Wouldn't it be easy to get rid of these vampires with our abilities?Wait a little longer, and then go to the young Namen Hugh Kirman! Love will conquer all, absolutely!" a voice whispered in her ear.

"Impossible, let's face it, this is not our history for a long time. We have already pushed for a coup d'état, and we have caused such consequences, how can we wait any longer?! Perhaps, among these people, there are many people who should not have died, and if they die, history will change even more. We can't maintain every detail of history by force!" another voice retorted loudly.

She covered her ears and used her flying and stealth skills to fly among the snowflakes, all the way forward, all the way forward.

"No, it's impossible! That man must still be there, he will definitely appear in history tonight! Otherwise, why would the wishing art send us to this era? Patience a little longer, patience a little more! It will take a lot of time and energy to destroy so many vampires!"

"But it's all our own making, let's face it. 'That person' could not have appeared a long time ago, completely impossible. ”

The two voices were still arguing, and she felt like her mana was waning. Has her faith, her belief in the pursuit of love, been shaken?

The inner argument continues. One is the voice of the sensibility and the other is the voice of reason.

"The man who would be the Prime Minister of the Holy Empire, Namen Hugh Cockman, is dead—no, it should be said, he never existed. The voice of reason spoke aloud and indifferently, and the voice overpowered the first.

No! She felt chills and sweat profusely, and shouted in her heart.

If she admits this fact, she is not a savior, but a selfish person who pushes for a coup d'état and brings disaster for her own benefit.

If she admits this fact, she is not chasing dreams, but only hypnotizing herself into the paranoia of chasing phantoms madly.

"What have I done? What have I become? What have I done...... Are they all correct?"

She muttered to herself, and finally flew over the Supreme Court, where she was able to see history in its entirety.

She saw all the main forces that Cladlopez had, as well as the remnants of the coup army that was surrounded.

She finally understood the purpose of the undead gathering this large crowd of civilians: the huge ring of siege that made their intentions clear. They want to use innocent people to block the guns of soldiers, all in the name of the people.

Anne Sefir, no, it was Resquilahia who stopped in the air.

What would happen if Cladópez was coerced by civilians?

She saw the victory of the coup army and the laughter of the undead. Free nations have fallen, and the Holy Empire will regain control. The spirit of science, born of freedom, will sink, the decaying religion will continue to reign, and the whole world will sink in the following historical crisis......

What if he did not hesitate to attack civilians to suppress the coup?

She saw these early tanks run over the unarmed people. Lenny will be destroyed in battle, countless innocents will die, and chaos will hang over the city for a long time.

She is responsible for all this......

Endless options and endless possibilities poured in front of her. She had to make a decision, she had to, she had to!

"A large number of civilians are surrounding us, and communication with the remaining forces in the northern city has been completely cut off. Add to this the fact that Radetzgovar is clearly not in the encirclement, and it can be concluded that ......"

"Needless to say, the conclusion is obvious. Clad waved his hand, stopping Major Hultwood from debriefing. "Let the guards turn their guns back. ”

Hearing this order, Hull was stunned and hung his head silently.

"May I ask you a question, why are you so loyal to the government, even if it is not good?" he asked in a low voice.

"There are some systems that will not come back if they are destroyed. If you want to rebuild, I'm afraid it will cost dozens of times more blood. If you've seen the Hua Dynasty...... Forget it, that's too far off topic. ”

Thinking back on the days and experiences of the past, Clad strengthened his will. Yes, there is only one choice, he can only make one choice.

He walked out of the array with his head held high.

"Dekolemda, I make a decision. There was only a look of indifference and sadness on the face of the middle-aged man. He had a lot more wrinkles on his forehead, and he looked like he was five years older.

The major general hurriedly greeted him: "You have decided to join us?"

"The answer is ......" Clad paused, glancing painantly in his daughter's direction.

"Nope. ”

Hearing this long-awaited answer, Danica's heart was filled with peace, a stagnant calm. The first time Clad turned to leave, she guessed the answer.

The stake behind him didn't seem to exist, and he didn't feel it when he was pressed against his back. The fingers that were most precious to the mage were completely uncontrollable, and she didn't even know that anyone else touched them. Every inch of skin on the body seems to feel only "numbness". Taken together, however, it was no match for the coldness of her heart.

"Why did you come back, father......"

After all, daughters can also be abandoned. The whole point of her 18 years in this world was to be a sacrifice to her father's principles here.

"Are you sure, Clad? That's your daughter, not an illusion!

"I couldn't give up in the end. Sorry, Danica. Listening to Decow's hysterical shout, Clad rubbed his eyes, turned around, and waved his arms heavily, "All march!"

"Good...... You're ruthless, do it!"

After hearing this, Danica's eyes began to blur. The spear must have pierced into it, but why didn't you feel it?

With the last of her strength, she lifted her head and looked up at the sky. Before her eyes, the radiance of heaven appeared, and the dazzling sunlight met her eyes.

Probably numb from the cold, she thought. This is death, isn'......t it? On the contrary, it is also very comfortable. The angel had already held up her hand and whispered in her ear.

“...... Meditate in your heart that you want to go to a safe place!

"The voice of an angel sounds like Soleton...... Safe place, okay. ”

The girl muttered to herself, lost consciousness, and quietly disappeared.

"Do you know the butterfly effect, sister, the moment we appeared in this era, we were already destined to be unable to control the direction of the wind. ”

"Balus" slowly walked into her mansion, and with a flick of her hand on the door, the massive sacred wall activated, stopping the pursuing undead.

"Your ethereal love has actually long since faded...... The truth is brutal, but that's the truth. ”

Taking advantage of the time that the wall had gained, she began to quickly arrange the defense, in this decisive battle field of her own choosing. The remaining former pirates and guards in the mansion gathered and prepared for defense with trepidation.

"Welcome back to the real world from the world of shoujo manga, sister. I've always believed that you can turn the tide, and I've always believed that you will. ”

The girl who had made that completely illogical plan looked up and saw that the white light had been lifted by the intruders outside. The white light shattered into countless fragments, beautiful and dazzling. The enemy was about to rush in, and the total combat power of those twelve high-level undead creatures was clearly superior to her......

At this moment, as if the light from heaven suddenly sprinkled over Lennie.

Bonnie laughed confidently, because she already knew the choice her sister had made. Resquilahia will not ignore the death of innocents.

It was not the light of heaven, but the real dazzling rays of dawn.

Snowflakes still fall, reflecting the light of the day, and the dawn from nowhere covers Lenny's night sky.

Daytime, the real day, the day that everyone can see!

The sun that illuminates everything, warms everything, and makes all the Bloods who inhabit the darkness tremble and turn to ashes!

A miracle in the history of modern magic, the great nine-stage magic completed to prove the theory of dimensional transfer, "(Dimensional Interface)" was completed in 1804.

This magic relies on great faith and power to create a dimensional interface that transmits everything poured on it to the other world. If it were simplified to transmit only the light of another world, it would be a magic called "lightave" that was used to create large-scale lighting. In times when there was no electricity, this magic was used for lighting ceremonies and special days.

"Actually, there is only one choice......

Having completed this magic, she continued to stand incognito in the air, watching the situation on the ground. She used this luxurious magic as a farewell to the past, as well as her own determination.

She was determined not to paralyze herself with the excuse of "keeping history as it is", and not to use this excuse to disregard the lives of ordinary people. At the critical moment, she realized that when her infatuation and selfishness touched the bottom line of her standards as a civilized person, these things would collapse. For her, there are some things that are more important than love: such as the beliefs she insists on.

"What kind of wishing technique, it's a lie at all!"

She no longer has the ability to control the changes of history, and she no longer has the goal of pursuing love. The illusion of the former faith collapsed like an avalanche, revealing the real world hidden behind it.

One she is a rational young girl, and the other she is a sensual high school girl. One she is a modern, while the other she is a person of the Age of Enlightenment. She's not an actor like Bonnie, both of which are in her nature.

And now, she had no reason to be willful, no reason to be indifferent, the wayward and reckless Anne Sefir was gone, and the cold and lonely Resquilahia was gone, along with the apparition called "Namen Hugh Koman".

"Farewell, Naimon. ”

She's Rise. She's Sephir. Both of these people were full of weaknesses, and now she has left the past behind. Lost history, memories and love are no longer important, what matters is the present in this world.

"I'm Rose Seffer. Aren't we here to change history?!"

Rose smiled, wiped tears from her eyes, and said goodbye to the past.