In the winter of Vann, thunder is rare.

But tonight in the green port, at the moment of the end of that meeting, there was loud applause in the ship repair workshop.

Although the applause was eventually silenced by magic for the safety of the meeting, for the whole of Vann, this meeting was like a rare thunderclap in the cold winter, and although it was not enough to shake the whole world now, all the attendees, as well as the members who officially joined the "Dawn Society", were full of confidence and determination in what they were going to do next.

After this important meeting, these people from all over the world, with different races and identities, will return to their own regions and fields according to the predetermined plan and arrangement to start the corresponding work, the expansion of personnel and the construction of the association are only part of it, at the moment, the priority is to carry out the monitoring and confrontation of the Black Sun Association and the forces behind it.

Darswell, who was a key comrade-in-arms of Mayer and a core member of the Dawn Society, didn't even have time to say a word to Mayerdo, and the man with messy hair and unique temperament rushed to the next location as soon as the meeting ended, like a machine that didn't feel tired at all.

Sally looked at her equally radiant teacher and whispered, "Where is Mr. Darswell going?" ”

"Barracks, barracks outside Emerald Harbor."

"Huh?"

"Don't be too surprised, it's not the army of the Wattel Kingdom, or to be precise, it's a 'supernumerary corps'."

Sally took the document from her teacher's hand intimately, then handed over a glass of warm water that had been prepared before, and after Mayer drank two sips of water and soothed a little, she asked, "Supernumerary Corps?" Could it be a mercenary group of highland ogres or mountain elves? Would they also like to join the Dawn Society? ”

"Hah, of course not."

Mayer smiled and shook his head: "Although we are indeed trying to win the support of other races such as goblins and elves, this work is not so easy to do, they are very smart, they are not so easily persuaded by words, and they have to come up with some evidence and strength to really talk to them." ”

Meyer put down his glass of water and nodded to some of the familiar faces who were leaving, and after they had left, he explained to his students, "Darthville is visiting a regiment that is not very important to the Waterl, or rather, a regiment of foreign miners. ”

Mayer took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then he stood up and said, "We'll talk as we go, there's still a place to ......."

"It's late, aren't you ready to rest?"

"Time is pressing, let's work hard for a few days!"

Mayer put on his coat and led Sally out of the hall, and as Mayer walked out of the workshop, several armed guards immediately followed—all of them were members of the Dawn Society left behind by Darthwell to protect Meyer, including the elven mage from before, but now that the elf had changed his costume and covered his pointed ears with a hood, he nodded in friendliness when he saw Sally observing him curiously.

As the group walked along the road next to the repair workshop, Meyer continued the conversation: "My country, Saint-Styr, has the best minerals in the world, and it has some of the best miners in the world...... Over the past few hundred years, these workers have been as valuable a resource and property as minerals, and Saint-Steele has indeed used them for many benefits. ”

The nights were cold, and every word Meyer said created a faint white mist under the night sky: "The mining of crystalline mines in the kingdom of Wattel has not been particularly smooth, especially on the part of the miners, so more than a hundred years ago, the royal family of Saint-Steele signed a treaty with its neighbors called 'Crystalline Mine Trading and Miners' Lease', which essentially means that Saint-Steele rents a considerable number of miners to the neighboring countries and charges a high fee for this." ”

"Since it's a miner...... Why did it become a legion? ”

Meyer sighed: "In the beginning, this treaty was indeed strictly observed, and the miners sent to other countries would also receive quite good wages from the royal family of St. Steele, but gradually, the royal family of St. Stille began to adjust the composition of these miners - they deliberately forcibly transferred and sent those miners who opposed the rule of the royal family or opposed the government of St. Steele, and when the dispatch period ended, St. Stille refused to return these people. ”

"Isn't this exile?"

"It is worse than exile, because these people were indeed sent out as miners, and according to the agreement, their wages should be provided by St. Steele, and the country that received them should guarantee them a normal life, and when the time came for them to return, this supply would stagnation."

Meyer explained: "The miners who were sent to the kingdom of Wattle were in a better situation, and as you know, the soldiers had a pretty good position here, so those miners who could not return to their homeland simply established such a legion with the help of the Battlel military and some nobles, and it became a tradition that the miners who were sent here in the future would have a place to go if they could not return home." ”

"So, aren't we going to 'poach' people directly from the Wattle military?"

"Not to that point."

Meyer smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How proud the Waters are, you know very well, the concept of nation has taken root in their hearts, even if this so-called 'miner corps' has a lot of numbers and combat effectiveness, they don't bother to use it on the frontal battlefield, but treat it as a mercenary...... We've been communicating with them for a few years, and when it's more difficult, Markham and Darthwell and others will try to give them some support, and we've already reached an agreement, so it's up to us to communicate now. ”

Sally's eyes widened, "So, the Dawn Society can have an army?" ”

"yes, and there are quite a few of them."

Meyer's pace slowed as the group reached a large shipyard connected to the former ship's repair workshop, with a waterway in between for transporting large parts, and now Sally could smell the smell of heavy ordnance.

It was the pungent smell of steel, alchemical potions, and magic crystals that had been consumed in large quantities.

Of course, because this is a harbor, it also has the salty smell of seawater.

Sally had the impression that the soldiers of the Fifth Chasseur Regiment, including Xiuge, would be particularly obsessed with the taste, and she didn't quite understand why, but this time, she also had a sense of anticipation.

After verifying their identities, the soldiers guarding the dockyard moved out of the way, and Sally noticed that the soldiers appeared to be from St. Steele, and although they were wearing the uniform of the Kingdom of Waterl, their coat badge had a somewhat unique pattern of a mining pickaxe, apparently they were members of the "miner regiment" that Mayer was talking about.

Upon entering the dock, Sally's eyes were immediately drawn to the behemoth in front of her.

She suddenly realized that what her teacher had said on the steam train was all true.

She saw a warship.

Or rather, an armored cruiser of a slightly older model, but very well maintained.

Meyer admired the behemoth in front of him, and then he spoke up and said, "She's so beautiful!" ”

The elven mage who had been with her all the time spoke, "She retired from the Kingdom of Hyne a few years ago, and the navy of the Kingdom of Hayne came up with almost any way to replace it with new ships, so she gave us this opportunity at that time. ”

"You mean the 'warship auction' thing?"

"Yes, it sounds ridiculous, but it does solve a lot of problems for the Haynes, at least their current fleet is invincible, and they don't have to put too much effort into maintaining such old ships...... It's just that it's not very good in international public opinion. ”

The elven mage shrugged: "But this ship has also emptied the savings of many people, and fortunately, it seems that she is fully worth the price now." ”

Sally asked curiously, "She...... What is the name of this cruiser? ”

Then an intriguing smile appeared on the elven mage's face, "As it happens, her previous name was 'Lady of Dawn', and Mr. Dustwell thinks this name is so great that there is no need to change it. ”

"'Goddess of Dawn', I like this name, let's call her that in the future!"

……

Once again, the darkness faded.

Xiuge opened his eyes slightly, but saw that there was already a faint morning light floating in the sky, and it would not be long before the warm sun would rise.

He gazed hungrily at the light in the sky, wishing he could etch it into his memory forever.

The lines of magic in the sky, which are still vibrating, are constantly reminding Xiuge, and it won't be long before the warm sunlight will become a precious memory that everyone can't ask for.

After a whole night of running, the magic rat swarm controlled by the will of the Ernst family has actually undergone a serious attrition, although this attrition has not been able to endanger these consciousness and soul itself, but it is enough to prove how ferocious the children of the abyss in this area have been in the past night.

"Their desire to hunt is so strong and so concentrated that they can be found in the crevices of the walls and pipes...... I almost couldn't come back. ”

One of the Ernst spirits sighed weakly in the metal disc, "But it's okay, at least it means they haven't left the neighborhood much. ”

"Gross."

The family spirits of Countess Alexandra and another woman were retching, and they were not in good shape.

"Ah...... Goddess Mel is on top, this is the first time I've drilled into a sewer pipe, it's too ...... It's so dirty. ”

"Oh Alexandra, you've already gotten through it."

The old general of Bernhardt did not save face for the countess, and he joked: "It's just that it's been too long, you have forgotten, I remember that you came back and vomited for a long time." ”

"That's enough."

It can be seen that these old guys are trying to make themselves more relaxed and witty, and some of them even want to tell Xiuge two meat jokes, obviously in the eyes of these "elders", Xiuge's current mental state is really a little bad.

So Xiuge smiled and said to them, "Everyone, you can rest well...... There is still some remaining power essence, so just distribute it yourself. ”

After "dialing" a large amount of the essence of the abyssal power into the cave where the family wills lived, Xiuge slowly got up and put on his coat.

After stepping out of the shelter, the cold wind took away all of Xiuge's sleepiness at once, and he reached the edge of the building, carefully probing downward, only to see that the black, viscous shadows were still wriggling in many places.

The distribution of the children of the abyss is now more concentrated than the night before—they abandon the empty streets and move towards the interior of all the surrounding buildings, apparently not a choice made by instinct, but by the judgment of the subject's will.

"They're focusing their search on these buildings, and they're consciously moving towards the upper floors of the buildings...... In this case, the methods used by the survivors in the city to deal with the children of the abyss in the past may not work, and their current behavior pattern is more threatening than the so-called 'Death Tide' in the past. ”

Shug felt the nearby magic that had become cloudy from the activities of the Abyss Heirs, then turned around and snapped his fingers at the position behind him.

With this action, a cluster of tendrils of fate that had always hidden its form was immediately revealed, and at the same time, the illusion that shrouded the roof of the building began to slowly dissipate, and then the leader of the tufts of tendrils immediately began to report his discovery to Xiuge.

"Master, these defective products...... They are indeed capable of being deceived, and just last night they searched your place several times, but could not find any trace of yours, and I waited on them several times at your behest...... Experiment. ”

At this point, Destiny's Root Beard's words paused slightly: "Sorry, master, this is an interesting word, and the members of the clan love it. ”

Then they continued: "In these defective products, we find that while they are indeed trying to make themselves better, in fact, they are discarding a lot of their original instincts in the process. ”

"Be specific."

"According to your previous orders, the Race has deliberately left some omissions in the illusion they have created, and these omissions are so obvious that they can easily detect them with their perception."

Xiuge raised an eyebrow: "And yet they ended up ignoring it?" ”

"Yes, it looks like these defective products are now more likely to use sight, sound, and smell...... We believe that they should see this bias as a symbol of their own growth. ”

(End of chapter)