Chapter 839

The night has not yet faded, and the morning has not yet come, but the hazy brilliance of the giant sun has begun to emerge on the horizon. The faint glow seems to be trying to break free from the shackles of the earth, and the stars are still shrouded in this piece of land sleeping in darkness.

Near the border of Typhon, a tall tower with a silver-white spire and a gray-white outer wall stood quietly on the high ground beside the Shadow Swamp. The ring floats at the height of the spire out of thin air and rotates quietly in the night sky. Starlight shines on the surface of the ring, constantly reflecting various brilliance.

A magical message came from afar, and a series of originally dark runes on the ring suddenly lit up one after another.

The middle-aged mage guarding the communication tower woke up with a piercing sound. He quickly got rid of his meditation and stood up from the rune formation in the "listening hall". A complex and gorgeous rune was on the wall in front of him. Constantly lit, the emblem of the Royal Society of Mages was projected in front of the rune.

The mage's eyes changed, and he quickly walked to the complex circle depicted on the wall, and pressed on the surface of a specific rune stone: "This is the Shadow Swamp Border Tower, please tell me."

"Order from Aldenan," a slightly distorted voice immediately entered the mage's ears, "immediately notify the border outpost and intercept..."

Hearing the sound from afar, the middle-aged mage brows quickly wrinkled, he turned around and slapped a nearby rune stone pillar without hesitation, and called another mage on standby at the lower level: "Nim, come to change shifts. , I'm going to the outpost, the imperial capital urgently ordered - go back and check the records yourself!"

Then, without waiting for a response from another on-duty mage, he quickly walked to the window on the side of the hall, and the robes, walking sticks, hats and other objects hanging nearby came flying by themselves, and they were wrapped around the middle-aged mage if they were alive. , when the cane finally fell into the palm, the crystal window depicting many runes had slammed open——

The middle-aged mage jumped directly into the still dark night sky outside the tower.

Under the starlight, the mage wearing a robe is like a bird, swiftly passing over the heights where the communication tower is located, and behind the mage, the ring at the top of the communication tower is still spinning quietly, more runes are lit up in sequence, the tower Another on-duty mage has taken over the magic circle. This expensive and sophisticated magical creation buzzes in the night, and begins to forward orders from Aldenan to the next communication tower...

...

The steel wheels are rolling on the guide rails embedded in the ground, the repulsion runes emit a faint light on the bottom of the car and the surfaces of the carriages on both sides, the power ridges release surging energy, and the magic device hums during high-speed operation. , The mechanical giant python made of metal was crawling on the ground, stirring the mist on the land of early spring in the dark night, rushing towards the border at high speed.

The mechanical noise of the wheels, some bearings, and levers reverberated in the quiet compartment. After the lights were turned off, the interior of the truck was dark. The tense and depressing atmosphere kept everyone in a tense and awake state. Yuri raised his head. , the extraordinary vision allowed him to see the pair of eyes in the dark, and the worried expression on Wendy's face nearby.

"We have passed the Shadowswamp checkpoint and will soon reach the border," Yuri whispered, "Even if Aldenan responds quickly, it will take time for the magical transmission to transfer from layer to layer, and at most this line will take time. It can only reach the communication tower next to the Shadow Swamp - Typhon has a limited number of communication towers, and the courier at the end can only be carried by manpower, they can't keep up."

"I'm worried about the people who stay in the country," Wendy said softly, "The whistleblowers appeared earlier than expected, and many people are probably too late to transfer. The identities of middle- and lower-class believers can easily be exposed by mutual reporting... And the Empire Population registration management was implemented a few years ago, and it may be difficult for compatriots who have been exposed to hide for too long.

"

Yuri frowned, and suddenly said softly: "...The exposed compatriots are not necessarily life-threatening."

Wendy cast a curious gaze when she heard the words: "Why do you say that?"

"If it's Rosetta Augustus..." Yuri lowered his voice more cautiously than before, "he is more likely to try to recruit eternal sleepers, especially those who master dream magic and nerve cord technology. Middle-level priest..."

Wendy's eyes changed slightly, and she heard Yuri continue to say: "The Royal Society of Mages is completely loyal to him, and the great mages should have found a way to disconnect the Eternal Sleeper from the psychic network, the 'informer who broke away from the psychic network' ' is the proof, and the Eternal Sleeper, free from the psychic network...will become a technician controlled by the House of Augustus."

Wendy opened her mouth subconsciously: "You..."

"I used to live in Aldenan, and..." Yuri suddenly showed a complicated smile, "I know Rosetta August to some extent, and as a former noble, I also Know how a ruler of a nation thinks when confronted with things that help to rule... The royal family will soon issue an order of appeasement to the Order of the Eternal Sleeper, and Rosetta Augustus will arrange for it A series of high-sounding reasons to eliminate people's resistance to the dark sect, the noble council will fully support him - some of our priests will become secret advisors and staff to the various families of Aldenan, others will join the Royal Society of Mages or Workers' Association, it won't take long."

Wendy looked at Yuri silently.

She doesn't understand the aristocracy, but she knows that Yuri used to be one of them, and what the other party said should not be a lie. These... It seems that these are the rules followed by the upper-level power groups in the empire, and how this set of rules works. the inevitable result below.

"You thought of this before?"

"Thinking about it before the evacuation started," Yuri said softly, "and I'm sure a few others thought about it too, but we all tacitly didn't say it - some to prevent it from shaking people's hearts, others People... they're probably already waiting for Aldenan's invitation."

Wendy couldn't help biting her lip: "...I thought the deterrence of outsiders was enough..."

"Outsiders need the psychic network to extend his power, and the psychic network is not enough to carry this power - the priests at the middle and above understand technology, they know this, and they also know the strength of the Royal Mages Association... Even if this There are huge risks in the middle, and some people are willing to take risks," Yuri said slowly, shaking his head helplessly, "There are too many speculators, and staying in Typhon is very attractive to many people - especially those who are destined to be unbeatable. People accepted by the 'Cecil Order'."

Wendy fell silent for a while, and in the darkness and silence, she heard Yuri's voice with a sigh—

"Separation is inevitable, Ms. Wendy, especially when we are over-inflated... Now is the best situation, at least there are no mutineers among the archbishops."

"I used to think that the network of minds connected us all together..." Wendy sighed softly, "but this is where it is today."

Yuri didn't speak.

A few shimmers of light passed through the narrow air holes in the side of the car, tearing bright lines in the dark freight car.

A few figures swayed between the crates, a few eyes pressed against the air holes, and a bishop muttered in a low voice not far away: "It's dawn outside..."

Yuri approached the gap behind him and put his eyes on the narrow gap. He saw that the morning sun was rising from the end of the wilderness, and the splendid corona was illuminating the whole plain and the mountains at the end of the plain, and the lakes embedded in the plain. The river was glowing with a fine golden light, and the nearby vegetation quickly receded beside the railway, forming a phantom.

The mist had been dispelled by the sun at some point.

"We're approaching the border," Yuri reminded immediately, "Attention, there's a level here—"

There was a sudden shaking, and there was a harsh sound of the steel wheels rubbing against the rails from the bottom of the carriage. At the same time, there were obvious tremors on both sides of the carriage. Outside the walls on both sides, some kind of mechanical device was running. The sound instantly rang out.

The brakes are pressurizing the wheels, the repulsion mechanisms outside the carriage are adjusting their polarity one by one—the train is slowing down.

"Don't be nervous," Wendy immediately turned around and said, "We are approaching the border post, which is a normal stop."

"I'm going to check the situation in the car in front," Yuri got up slightly and whispered, "It's near the connecting section, so you have to be extra careful."

...

The sun was shining on the outpost near the Typhon-Cecil border, and a slightly cold wind was blowing from the plain. Several heavily armed Typhon soldiers waited on the high platform, watching the truck from Butterfield County. The freight train coming in the direction gradually slowed down and steadily approached the stop line in the inspection area. The commander of the small station narrowed his eyes and forcibly controlled the urge to yawn in this cold morning. Do regular inspections.

During the short time waiting for the train to open the carriage, the outpost commander took a deep breath of the cold air on the plain, and while boosting his spirit, he looked not far away-two battle mage towers stood on both sides of the railway, the mage tower The huge Arcane Focusing Crystal gleamed in the sun, and several lower-level battle mages and knights were guarding nearby sentries, watching the train stop.

His gaze continued to move into the distance, over the fence, over an open field, over the low wall on the border and the blockade on the other side, and finally landed on another outpost - the border post of the Cecilians, Several square houses were built on concrete platforms, the magic crystal device was floating in the center of the open space, and several weapons called "rail guns" were placed on the top of the fence, and the muzzles pointed to the high sky.

Officer Typhon glanced at the soldiers who had already started the inspection mission, then turned around, took out a small dagger from his waist, and swayed it twice towards the Cecilian outpost by the reflection of sunlight on the blade.

A few seconds later, a similar reflection swept across his eyes.

The young officer grinned, then put away his dagger and walked in the direction of the train.

Leaning outside the carriage was a bearded man in a blue uniform, the captain of the train, a Typhon.

"Full load of textiles and alchemy materials," the bearded man said to the young officer with a smile, "to exchange some yellow gold for our emperor."

The young officer held out his hand: "Show me the list."

"It was given to the soldiers just now..."

The officer frowned: "I haven't seen it yet."

The bearded man had no choice but to find the document he had with him and hand it to the officer in front of him: "Hey, okay, here it is."

The officer took the list, then turned around, and walked towards a few carriages not far away.

The commander with a beard glanced casually not far away, and suddenly, a faint black dot appeared in the eastern sky, and flew towards this side like a bird.

The captain's eyes changed, and he immediately turned to the officer who was leading the soldiers to inspect the carriages one by one, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Knight, these carriages have been inspected just now."

The young Typhon officer looked at the soldier beside him: "Have you checked it?"

"Checked, sir," the soldier replied immediately, "it matches the list."

Officer Typhon lowered his head and glanced at the list in his hand, then glanced at the bearded man next to him, then grabbed the handrail at the door of the carriage next to him, stepped on the door pedal with one leg, and looked inwardly with his upper body unhurried.

The dark shadow on the horizon is getting closer and closer, and even the outline of a human figure can be vaguely seen.

"Mr. Knight," the bearded man stepped forward and smiled ingratiatingly, "here is the alchemy material..."

Officer Typhon's eyes slowly swept across the carriage. Inside the dark freight carriage, a large number of crates were piled up, and there was nothing else.

It would be a waste of time to count all those crates all over again.

The captain stood outside the carriage, smiling, but his eyes were fixed on the officer's movements without blinking.

He didn't dare to bribe the other party, and he didn't dare to make any verbal inducements, because both of these actions would immediately arouse suspicion - the guards here are the reserve knights of the Black Steel Knights, who have noble blood and regard the Black Steel Knights as the Unlike elsewhere, the target's soldiers are very alert.

"Mr. Knight, we have to undergo an examination at the Cecil's side later..."

Officer Typhon finally retracted his body from the door of the carriage, and his military boots fell to the ground with a click.

"To be honest, it's a bit unreasonable to have to stop and check twice on both sides of the border," the officer said casually. "What do you think?"

"I don't dare to say that," the bearded man hurriedly waved his hand, "It must be reasonable for the big man above to design this set of rules, we'll just follow it..."

"Sooner or later, it needs to be optimized," the officer chuckled, "After all, everything has just begun..."

"Who knows..." The bearded man spread his hands, "Anyway, for me, just understanding the big guy behind me is already dizzying."

"Okay," the officer seemed to feel that discussing these matters with the person in front of him was a waste of time, and finally waved his hand, "The verification has passed, and the docking time is almost there, let it go!"

The bearded man suddenly smiled, bowed like a gentleman, then turned around and climbed on the rail of the carriage. The next second, the signal bell rang inside the train.

This huge and complex steel machine began to accelerate slowly, gradually leaving the Typhonian outpost, crossing the fence and the low wall, crossing the wide buffer zone, and heading towards the territory of Cecil smoothly...

It was not until the train crossed the border that a middle-aged mage in a black robe finally landed on the Typhonian outpost.