The first war room mentioned by the old man Koshavoy was a very large oval room, and there were signs of recent renovation, and Jonah deliberately touched the wall that seemed to be inlaid with coffee-colored cherry wood panels, and his fingers "poofed" a small hole in the cardboard. A pink-hat dwarf next to him jumped up in fright, stood on tiptoe to cover the hole with both hands, and stammered, "Yoo, Jonah, Lord Yonah, please go inside, inside, inside!"

Koshawar pushed the apprentice forward from behind: "Don't make a fuss, everyone has been waiting for more than half an hour, do you think everyone is as leisurely as you?"

The 17-year-old boy staggered two steps, first straightened up the robes on his body, pressed down the unsuitable curls on his head, put down his staff, bowed sincerely and apologized to the surroundings: "I'm sorry! I'm the fifth-level astrologer D. Jonah II, the apprentice of Master Koshava, and it's a pleasure to meet ......you."

He slowly looked up and saw that there were only four people in the room: the old man Koshava, the dwarf with tears in his eyes covering the hole in the wall, a middle-aged man standing in the middle of the room in a daze, and himself. Jonah groped the back of his head, turned around and whispered, "...... Teacher, are we here early?"

"Shut up!" the old man cursed and waved his hand at the man in a daze, "You can get started, Piop." ”

"It's already started. Piop replied. He is a middle-aged uncle with an ordinary face, wearing the plaid robe of the ethnic minorities in the Western Continent, with a small hat buttoned on his bald head, puffy cheeks, and two big bags under his eyes, he doesn't look like a powerful guy no matter how he looks.

"What started?" said Jonah, who was even more confused.

At this time, Piop's eyes suddenly gathered, and the temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, just now he was still a middle-aged fat man with blank eyes and excessive wine, and suddenly he looked forward to the bearing of looking at the world, he slowly put his hands behind his back, and scanned the audience like an emperor who reigned over the world, and Jonah who was swept by his eyes felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly used his staff to stabilize his body. Only a powerhouse at the level of the Twelve Council Lords could possess such momentum, and this kind of absolute suppression and forced surrender he had experienced before, in another continent, a long, long time ago.

Piop suddenly smiled, took two steps forward, and gently placed his right hand on Jonah's shoulder: "Ah, my hereditary baron of the first rank of the Empire, lord of Ecbatana, vanguard officer, tactical advisor and young colonel officer of the Royal Fireblade Cavalry Regiment, glorious courtier of the Tocharian Empire, and more importantly, holder of the royal clan coat of arms, my wife's compatriot...... It's also my relative. Look, how many titles you've earned for yourself, are you afraid that others will flatter you too much to return to the Golden City?"

Jonah looked up in shock: "Esaibaink the Great, how is this possible, you are not the uncle named Piop......"

"Baron Jonah, it's a blessing to recognize me at a glance in this situation......" The man laughed and patted the boy on the shoulder, "I don't know how they did it, but I seem to be talking to you through someone else's body." Before you are due, I want to recount with you first, your conquest of Ecbatana is recited throughout the Empire, but why don't you say goodbye to me and leave alone?

Jonah was ashamed and said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I have my own grievances, I am very grateful for the help you have given me, and if I have the opportunity, I will definitely return to Bactria to apologize to you and Her Majesty the Empress in person." ”

"Well said!" Emperor Tocharian said with a sparkling look in his eyes: "The Golden City needs you, the royal family needs you!" Herzemias, that bastard can't hold it anymore, and now that the war has begun, he actually launched the Senate to impeach me, what a shameless move! Bloodshed is inevitable, with you by my side, my chances of winning the empire will be much greater, Baron Jonah. ”

The young man hurriedly waved his hand: "In the eyes of the Twelve Council Lords, my strength is not worth mentioning at all! I am very willing to help you, as long as the matter here is over......"

As he spoke, several people walked in through the doorway, and in front of him was the baby-faced president of the Astrologer Society, Barron Arivia, "Yonah, Jonah!" The good-natured president hurriedly stretched out his hand to greet him, "and Uncle Koshava." Piop is also ...... No, looking at this condescending posture, it should be Uncle Isaibaink's arrival. ”

"Byron. Interrupted, the Emperor nodded helplessly at the president.

Several people sat down around the oval table, the pink-hated dwarf ran over with a tea tray and stood on tiptoe to place the delicate bone china teacup in front of everyone, Koshawar coughed, and the dwarf saluted Jonah with his middle finger out, and hurried out of the conference room and closed the door. The magic gas lamp snorts, and a strange meeting begins. The seventh-level astrologer Koshawar seemed to be the convener of the meeting, and he first introduced the people seated: the ninth-level astrology master Bairan Arivia (the president blushed and bowed around), and the president of the Bachelor of Mathematics and Science Association, Zhu Mo Qingshan, who wore black spar glasses and had a cold, thin cheek, bowed slightly. Jonah couldn't help but look at him a few more times, the Bachelor of Science Association rarely appears in the public eye, this time I actually saw the legendary president, I always felt that this person was very mysterious), the supreme administrator of the Ebenezer Republic in the Western Continent, Ipsilon-Kawacrocodile (a man in military uniform who was about the same height as Jonah, with two command knives at his waist and a mouth full of crocodile-like sharp teeth, raised his hand and saluted, Jonah didn't dare to look at this man, he always felt that he was the kind of crazy guy who would draw a knife and cut at any time regardless of the occasion. Crazy guy like Jekong. Anyway, I haven't seen Yakon today, so he should be on the ship, right?), the owner of the weapon shop "Brass Cave" (the middle-aged man in the round hat and a little fat nodded sleepily, Jonah didn't understand why there was a weapon shop owner here, wasn't this a high-level meeting of the Irion Alliance?) But this unknown boss looks a little familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere), the fifth-level astrologer Jonah (Jonah feels uncomfortable in front of many strong people, but for some reason everyone's eyes are focused on him, and when he salutes, he feels that his joints are stiff, and he makes a click-click sound like a poorly lubricated steam puppet robot), plus psychic Piop.

Next, Koshawar began to introduce several people who were not present: the Emperor of the Tocharian Empire of the Southern Continent, Iseibaink the Great (Piop raised his arms majestically to greet him, obviously sitting at the same height, but looking down at others), the three leaders of the Western Continent Revival Alliance: Catherina Maximilien, the royal princess of the Zavi Empire (Piop smiled sweetly and waved his hand to Jonah gently, "...... Little cutie?!" Looking at the appearance of the uncle opposite, the boy was taken aback, and then couldn't help but shudder), Queen Abidelle Sutherland of Bazelar (Piop bowed gracefully) and Queen Wenger IV of St. Bouron (Piop nodded to everyone reservedly), Emperor Night Qiyu of the Southern Shang Kingdom of the Eastern Continent, The Emperor of the Remnant Qi Kingdom, Meng Youwei, waits (Piop transforms into a certain Eastern Emperor every few seconds, cheerful, worried, or weak to greet everyone), and finally there is the ghost's left-hand agent, Mr. X (Piop is stunned for a few seconds, embarrassed to say that the other party has rejected the psychic and has no way to let him attend the meeting).

Jonah's eyes were blown away by the ever-changing psychic Piop, who had never imagined that the boy would have the ability to converse face-to-face across distant distances and mountains and rivers, ten thousand times more magical than any communication magic. Old man Koshawar said: "For this meeting, Piop has used the 'Resonance Phantom' that remains with you, and it will not be possible to transmit instructions for the next period of time, so let's hurry up and determine the current task." ”

Zhu Moqingshan spoke: "The submarine ship is finally ready to start, there are still many places waiting to be repaired, and I and the three Bachelor of Science will continue to help the Florean people repair the St. Jonah, at least to ensure the minimum cruising speed." ”

Ipsilon-Kawacrocodile said: "Guard this ship and chop the enemy to pieces." No, fragments. No, minced minced. ...... No, it's better to break it. ”

"Surveying and mapping is an astrologer's specialty, and it is up to me and Uncle Coshawar to decide where to go. ”

The owner of the weapons shop said: "Sell weapons and sing songs." ”

Piop said in seven or eight voices at the same time: "And our mission is to guard the frontal battlefield and prevent the Red Brotherhood from easily gaining access to the entire world!"

Then everyone turned to look at Jonah in unison. The boy felt that he should say something at this time, but he couldn't think of his own lines anyway: "Uh, this, I will also try my best to help everyone, that, defeat the enemy, enter the city of Erion, and find that legendary ......"

Koshawar secretly pinched him, and Jonah was in a thrill. The old man spoke for the apprentice, "This young man who still doesn't know the situation is going to take on the duties of captain of the Saint Yonah, and command the Florean people to drive the submarine to the destination! He is a very important pawn of the nascent Irion Alliance, because the Pink Hat Dwarf only obeys his orders, and more importantly, he must complete the activation of the artifact 'Orizongga'. Many of us know this frizzy, ordinary, indecisive stinky boy, and if you want to say that you hate him, I don't think there is one, I don't know why, although this guy always does things that make people angry, but he just has a bit of a likable trait. Koshawar coughed twice, "Anyway, the captain of the Saint-Jonah, the honorary commander of the new Irion Alliance, is here, everyone applaud." ...... I really don't want to applaud, forget it. ”

“...... What?!"