The signs of the thawing are already very obvious.

The vast wilderness of the North is now rapidly shifting in a frightening direction, and any experienced local knows that with a short wait, these previously cold, snow-covered areas will soon become a nightmare for marching and transport.

Before the war broke out in St. Steele, these vast tracts of fertile land were often dealt with by full-time Life Sect spellcasters, who were able to quickly adjust the annoying mud to its optimal state for a dozen days through large-scale gentle magical rituals to promote the cultivation of local farmers.

In fact, this is also an important reason why the belief in the god of life has always been deeply rooted and unshakable in the north in the past.

Compared to the rest of Van En the conditions in the north are not very good, even difficult, which is why the inhabitants of the north have been concerned about "practicality" for a long, long time.

Methods, theories, tools and weapons, and even magic and faith......

The tangible and the intangible, the material and the spiritual, everything has been transformed into roots rooted in the real life and conditions of this vast land and the changing harsh climate, and now they have become a terrible obstacle to the two sides of the war.

For the Dawn Society's army, which was slowly advancing, the thawing snow and muddy soil were the first difficulties they had to find a way to overcome, and the previous battle had exposed a lot of problems.

The old military system could no longer withstand the pressures of the current battlefield, and the warring sides could not expect to be armed with guns in any way, and the average infantry armed with alchemical bombs relied on their legs to cross the vast plains under the fire and magic bombardment of each other.

In order to strengthen their defenses, the Black Sun Society has repeatedly used those dangerous lost magics to bring the figures of the ancient clans that should have died to Fann, and these terrible creatures have been matched and combined with ordinary armies under the constraints of the mages of the Society, so that the army of St. Steele, as the defender, has gained strong control over the defense line in a short period of time.

On the other hand, the flexible new vehicle has become the first choice of the Dawn Society's army.

After a period of urgent preparation, a number of light chariots modified by dwarven war craftsmen have been commissioned.

They are a very representative category of products after the previous war.

The dwarven craftsmen have never been partial to the steam machinery and magic circuits, and they have completed the deep integration and transformation between the two with great boldness, and according to the requirements of the Dawn Society's front, they have reduced some unnecessary accessories and magic secret instruments, and added weapons and equipment that can more effectively deal with the battlefield environment.

Of course, the most important of these is a bold attempt by the dwarves.

In order to ensure that these vehicles could move normally on muddy ground, craftsmen moved a structure that had been used on agricultural vehicles to the vehicles, and these incomparably wide chain belts brought an unexpected breakthrough to the vehicles.

Ravines, mud, swamps, and even man-made pits used against vehicles have lost their original purpose in the face of this special chainbelt.

Of course, all this is done in secret.

While the Dawn Society continues to advance its intelligence work, it also hides most of its actions under layers of illusion and disguise.

And all of this was naturally exchanged for the sacrifice and disappearance of many members of the Sword of Dawn.

The plans and plans for the offensive became clearer and clearer, and in the process, Meyer, Darthwell and the others did not isolate the news from ordinary soldiers like the leaders of other armies.

On the contrary, within the Dawn Society, it has become the norm to inform everyone of the sacrifice and disappearance of their comrades, and the public simple mourning is also a routine activity, except for a very small number of deaths that need to be kept strictly secret, the rest are within the scope of being able to be made public.

Sometimes, it is not only the members of the Dawn Society who appear at the memorial service.

Artisans and scholars who died in research accidents, sword-wielding hermits who fought their enemies to the last moment, and officers belonging to other countries and organizations who died in the operation against the Black Sun Society......

Anything that could be made public, the Dawn Society would make it widely known to everyone.

Not only within the military confines of the Dawn Society, but also the civilian and logistician staff, scholars and craftsmen who stayed in the rear, and even the ordinary people who worked in the mines, villages, and towns......

"We, especially our soldiers, must know that they are not now resting in bunkers and trenches, but recuperating...... Sacrifices are happening all the time, and those comrades who share their goals and ideals, or other warriors who persist in fighting against the Black Sun Believers, are constantly consuming their own blood and lives. ”

"We need to understand that what we are waiting for is not a specific order, but an important signal that our comrades have received through many sacrifices, and once the signal appears, we should complete the task before us with the utmost determination and courage."

This idea, put forward by Meyer himself at an internal meeting of the Dawn Society, was endorsed and approved by everyone, and began to be implemented everywhere at a rapid pace.

As soon as this initiative was officially implemented, Meyer personally added the "missing" note to the name "Schug Ernst".

It's already an open secret.

The astonishing events that took place that night in Overwatch, and the great progress made by the Dawn Society since then, require a clear explanation, and the name "Shug Ernst" is once again a vehicle for mystery and legend.

It's just that people are amazed, but they also can't help but feel angry and sad, after all, in the news released by the Black Sun Society and St. Steele, the legendary "Shug Ernst" was controlled by the Black Sun Society because of the exposure of the "conspiracy", and he will soon face trial and execution.

This is, of course, fake news.

Meyer and the others were well aware of the importance of Shuge to the Black Sun Society, and if they really grasped such an important target, it would be absolutely impossible for them to treat him like an ordinary prisoner and a prisoner.

Not long ago, Meyer and the others also received a secret letter from Wei Lin, although she repeatedly emphasized in the letter that Xiuge is still alive and only disappeared due to the influence of some teleportation magic or ritual, but in the end, she has no way to provide more accurate evidence.

However, compared to the Black Sun Society, which has a clear purpose, the people of the Dawn Society naturally believe in Wei Lin's statement more.

After all, they knew very well that there were some subtle relationships between Wei Lin and Xiuge that everyone tacitly knew, whether it was as a teacher, as an ambiguous lover, or as a comrade-in-arms, she would never lie about it.

……

It's a new night, and Meyer sits in his makeshift office as usual, but today he's not busy with official documents, but staring at the map on the wall and pondering.

There was a soft knock on the door, and with Meyer's permission, a figure pushed the door open and walked in silently.

Sally has been here several times tonight.

Although she is still nominally a student of Mayer, under Mayer's guidance, she is also participating in more internal affairs and work of the Dawn Society, although she will play a more like a secretary in these jobs, but just studying, taking minutes, supervising the scene, and writing and processing official documents are enough for her.

Two documents were placed on Meyer's desk by Sally, one of which was a summary of important information that had been organized and consolidated, and the other was in a plain envelope with a magical light on the seal.

The heraldic motif was deliberately designed to resemble a sword piercing the black sun from top to bottom, with a faint hint of warmth above the blade – the glow of the rising sun, a light that the inhabitants of Vann have not yet forgotten.

This is the logo of the Sword of Dawn.

Although it still seems a little rudimentary due to the constraints of conditions and time, it is enough to indicate the ideals and goals of its members.

Meyer finally looked away from the map, he looked at the letter on the table, then at Sally with a tired and sleepy face, then smiled, waved his hand, motioned for the other to sit down, and pressed his palm against the envelope's magic crest.

The light flickered slightly, and the magic used to seal and destroy the letters dissipated, and Mayer removed the paper from the envelope.

The letter paper is very special, one is dirty, folded oiled paper, and the other is clean ordinary stationery.

Mayer put the oiled paper to his nose and sniffed it, nodded in satisfaction, and then read it by the light.

Sally sat across from her teacher, quietly waiting for him to finish the letter, the light shining on Meyer's head, which reflected slightly, made him look extremely wise, but at the same time a little funny.

She saw Meyer's expression change from calm to grim, but then the grimness faded, a smile appeared, and a pair of deep eyes were a little more bright.

A moment later, Meyer had finished reading both letters, and he closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief, but the smile on his face became more distinct.

"Sally, this letter, Felix also sent it to the others?"

"Yes, Professor, Mr. Darswell and they were in a meeting to discuss things, so they read the letter together...... I heard everyone in the room laughing as I left, so that should be good news? ”

Sally curled the corners of her mouth and smiled as well, but on her tired face, such a smile would seem a little difficult and deliberate.

It was already difficult to see the shadow of the old bartender in Salem City on her body.

Carefree and innocent...... These qualities are actually very valuable consumables.

The continuous growth of knowledge and experience, the continuous enrichment of life experience, and the intake of various kinds of knowledge...... As these processes progressed, the bright colors that Sally once had seemed to have faded.

Although youth and vitality are still the main colors of Sally's body now, she now gives people a completely different feeling than in the past.

As the secretary of the meeting, she always needs to be present at every important meeting, and as the recorder of the meeting, she must learn to figure out the cause and effect of the meeting and the main topics before the official start of these meetings.

When she was compiling the meeting minutes, Meyer, as a mentor, would often ask Sally to interpret and express her views on the content of the meeting itself, and he himself would comment on it in detail.

After these events, Sally would often go to the places mentioned in the meeting, sometimes in the trenches, sometimes in the workshop, and sometimes even in specific locations......

All in all, in this intense process of learning and practice, Sally is growing all the time.

As Sally's mentor, Meyer knew it wasn't the tight and heavy tasks that tired her students.

He smiled and said, "Miss Wei Lin and our other comrades-in-arms have already given a very clear judgment...... Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we will soon launch a new attack! ”

"That's good news!"

"That's good news, of course."

Mayer pushed the letter, written on oiled paper, in front of his students: "This letter not only gave us an important opportunity to break through the defense line of the Black Sun Society, but also sent an unexpected surprise. ”

Sally was a little surprised, and then she lowered her head and read the letter in front of her carefully, but she was a little unclear.

When she looked up again, she found that her teacher had taken a thick notebook from nowhere.

"Miss Sally, I remember that you and Mr. Sugg must have been friends a long, long time ago, right?"

Hearing this, Sally's demeanor finally changed significantly, and she instinctively lowered her head, narrowing her quivering gaze to the shadow of the light.

"Hmm...... He had just arrived in the city of Salem, and he had been writing in beer halls ever since. ”

"Ha, yes, I've heard him say that."

Meyer tapped his finger on the note in front of him: "So, have you read those articles he wrote?" ”

Her face turned red all of a sudden, and at this moment, she seemed to have become the ordinary bartender again: "Article? Uh, no...... My uncle didn't allow me to look at these things...... Well, I've actually seen a little bit, just a little bit. ”

"Don't be nervous, Miss Sally."

Meyer nodded gently, and he placed the notebook in front of Sally: "That good friend of ours went to a somewhat remote and very easy to get lost in a place due to some magical errors, with his ability, it may not be a problem to come back, but how long it will take, no one knows, it may be a few days, it may be a few years, in short, you don't need to worry too much about him." ”

Sally's face was red, her mouth was slightly open, and she was speechless for a moment, realizing that some of her little thoughts had probably never escaped the eyes of her mentor.

Mayer's voice came slowly: "So, we need to take care of everything before he finds his way back here...... Well, this is his unfinished manuscript, so you can take it and take a good look at it. When we get the hard work in front of us, I'm ready to help him publish, and I'd like to hear your advice then. ”

"If you want to know someone better, you can't go wrong with reading what they write, right?"

(End of chapter)