The cold wind blew from the north, blowing the long silver hair of the female knight behind her head, and the silver armor covered with sword marks glowed with cyan skylight, which was more bleak than the howling north wind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Six days had passed on New Year's Eve, and in the early morning of January 7, 644 in the Faimon calendar, Corey stood alone on the edge of the rooftop of the Misty Building, her mood stirring like an oncoming north wind.

After fifteen years of absence from Middle-earth, Ke Lei is no longer the female general whose heart is higher than the sky. More than ten years of mercenary career, countless life and death fights, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, the pain of going to the country, and the pain of wandering, all these experiences have sharpened her into a lonely and immersive temperament.

The mercenary team she led survived in the cracks of those big mercenary groups, and even made a small name near the giant city-state, which is already a remarkable achievement as a so-called "Middle-earth species". However, Corey is also very aware that there are truly strong people in this world that she can't reach in any way, such as Ceosais, the rose knight who has traveled all the way in the past few months, and any brave man who has become famous in the Knight Federation.

Maybe one day, Sarah will be among them, but Clay knows that there won't be any of them. Even so, she was not annoyed, she knew exactly how much she weighed, and she was neither presumptuous nor overly self-conscious.

In other words, today's Ke Lei is calm enough to deal with any situation. However, now, she has a sense of confusion, what she has seen and heard in the past few days has made her chaotic, and her mood has fluctuated.

In the eyes of Corey, the Rose Knight Ceosaise is undoubtedly a legendary figure, and it is already an honor to be able to walk with him. However, she actually met Cynthia Vader, the dwarf sage, and Grunada, the dwarf king, in the town of Mist, and was even invited to dine with these great men who stood on top of the world on the first night of the new year.

That night, the aura exuded by Cynthia Vader and the Dwarven King alone made Corey who was sitting next to her uneasy, but what made her even more stunned was that the two of them, who should be proud of Middle-earth, looked calmly equal to Lucia Fermont during the banquet, as if all this was all right. They even spoke with great respect for Donnavein, claiming to be Master Vene.

And that's not all. The strange woman who met in Fog City that night, entered the Stone Villa together, and was invited to live in the Misty Mansion together, although her identity has not been identified, but the attendant who accompanied her actually claimed to be Alex, the patriarch of the Medici family, a business tycoon, and seemed to admit this by the reactions of the Rose Knight, the Dwarf Sage, and others.

How prominent must a person's identity and strength be to make Alex Medichigan a retinue? Corey vaguely thought of a possibility, but he couldn't believe it would be true.

Although Donnaveen had been in his lab and had not come out to this day, Clay had guessed what had drawn all these big men whose every move could affect the trend of the entire world to this small town in the north of the Faemon Empire.

The answer couldn't be more obvious, and the reason is the Fog City factory.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Corey would never have believed that there was a magical factory in this world that used the power of a waterfall to propel machines. Even if she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't understand that such a breathtaking behemoth was built from scratch in just ten years, and even more incomprehensible, this factory was all Donalvean's handiwork.

To her death, Corey would never forget what the two men who had stolen and captured her on the Tedr Mountains looked like, but she couldn't figure out how that magic apprentice named Don Naveen could contain such terrifying power.

Could it be, as the gnomes on the streets of Fog City say, that Dona Venne is a reincarnated god of machines?

Corey shook her head with a wry smile and looked up at the north.

In the distance, the upper and lower horizons curved in a great radius to the east and west, until the end of the field of vision, near the edge of the North Falling Cliff, and far away was the place where the Knight Continent met the sky.

At his feet, the streets of Misty Town are lined up like a chessboard, trucks come and go from the Misty Grain Exchange a little farther away, and a straight cement road leads from Misty Town to the Ball River Wharf, where many sailboats are parked, and I heard that they want to take advantage of the strong north wind in winter to transport the machinery produced by the Fog City factory to the south and build a factory - Corey knows that every year in early March, when the monsoon winds change from north to south, he will never think of transporting goods to the south by water.

Factory...... Corey frowned, she had seen many factories in the Thorn Empire, but none of them could compare to this one in Fog City. In the words of her knights, the so-called factories of the Thorn Empire are not even comparable to a small workshop.

Will there be a day when a behemoth continent like the Fog City Factory will flood the entire Fermon Empire? If one day, will the Thorn Empire still have the slightest resistance before this powerful neighbor?

Ke Lei didn't dare to think about it anymore. In fact, she could see very clearly that with Donalveen's current influence on the Far North, he could completely erase the name of the Empire of Thorns from the map with the movement of his fingers.

A few months ago, in the small town tavern near the ruins of the giant city-state, when Corey decided to return to the continent of Huls, he was somewhat high-spirited, thinking about making a career in his homeland, but now, this emotion has been stimulated by what he has seen and heard.

It's not just because Corey has seen so many strong people here.

The real reason is that the things you see in the Fog City Factory clearly tell Corey that it is naturalism that will bring great changes to the Hulse continent, and it is the research results published in the monthly journal of Truth. But for this, Ke Lei didn't know anything.

After being away from his hometown for more than ten years, he once returned to his hometown, but found that the skills he had painstakingly cultivated were useless at all, and it was this awareness that made Ke Lei disheartened.

At this moment, as if predestined, a voice sounded behind Ke Lei.

"It's been more than ten years, and you're still the same, with a worried face. It was Wesley's voice.

Ke Lei turned around slowly, smiled slightly bitterly at the strange and somewhat familiar face behind her, and said in a low voice, "You haven't changed much. ”

"Yes, they all say I'm fat, and you seem to be the only one who is the most honest. Wesley shrugged.

A smile crossed her eyes, and she looked back at the distant sky, just like she had just done just now. Wesley walked slowly to her side, standing side by side with her, not saying a word.

The two of them were silent like this, and after a few minutes, Cleice suddenly whispered, "Will you promise me one thing?"

"Good. ”

Wesley replied too simply, and Curley couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, but his expression didn't change at all, and his face was still calm, which was completely different from his usual playful and angry appearance.