Chapter 230 Aftermath and Turmoil

While the Eternal Sleepers regained their morale and restarted their plans after the Return of the Stars event, other groups outside the fringes of human civilization who were also affected by the event were also quelling the dramatic chaos.

On the frontier islands and reefs in the eastern part of the endless sea, several tidal barriers were urgently set up, and powerful magical forces formed shields on the edges of the islands and reefs to replace the coastal wave fortifications that had been destroyed by huge waves before. Inside, the children of the storm, who have barely recovered their vitality, are busy day and night. They want to repair the magic circle on the island, rebuild the destroyed coastal buildings, and rescue the food and herbs that have not been polluted and rotted. Before the storm hits, they must get these vital frontier reefs back up and running, at least to the point of being self-sustaining.

In an underground lair in Ansu, the Druids of the Society for the End of Everything finally resealed the "false god's body", but the massive biomass they lost in the process could not be replenished in a short time. , the new flesh and blood multiplication plan has been implemented, and the Grand Master, who was severely depleted in the event, has returned to the depths of the crypt and entered a dormant state that may last for a whole year.

In the deep sea, tens of thousands of Krakens lie neatly on the seabed, burping and discussing how long the core fusion tower can run.

However, the mortal kingdoms of Loren do not know this, and as the harsh winter comes, peace is looming over their kingdoms and empires—a semblance of serenity.

Typhon Imperial Capital, Aldenan, Noble District.

It has been two months since the last time I saw the Earl of Winterhold. After hearing that the Earl of the North was about to leave the Imperial City, Archduke Ferdinand Wendell once again visited the Earl's mansion in the Imperial City.

One is the most powerful duke in the empire, and the other is an earl located in the cold northern part of the empire. There is obviously a gap in the titles of the two, but in fact everyone knows that Archduke Ferdinand and the Earl of Winterhold have a close personal relationship-these two families Already a close ally many years ago, the Winter Wolf Legion controlled by the Wendell family is mainly stationed in the northwest frontier of the empire, which is adjacent to the hereditary fief of the Earl of Winterhold, half of the Winter Wolf Legion. The soldiers of the Winterfort are all from the Winterhold area. The Winterhold family not only provides youth and strength for the Winter Wolf Legion, but also provides material supplies for the latter for a long time, while the Wendell family acts as the protector of the Winterhold family in the imperial power network. A relationship that hasn't changed for hundreds of years.

A mutual aid on the Northern Frontier battlefield twenty years ago established a personal friendship between Ferdinand Wendell and the current Earl of Winterhold, Palin Winterhold, a friendship that continues to this day.

Compared to the last time we met, the Earl of Winterhold looked even more haggard. This powerful spellcaster may have not had a good rest for many days and nights. His face was dark and his cheeks were sunken, and even his eyes filled with magical brilliance seemed more It was a lot turbid as usual, and Archduke Pedinan had to worry about his old friend's health first: "Are you okay? Palin? You seem to have not slept for three days and three nights!"

"Counting today, it is indeed the third day." The Earl of Winterhold sat in the large high-back chair with a frown on his face, "I really can't sleep... Our Emperor is more and more worrying."

"I heard that His Majesty has rejected your proposal again, and ordered Winterhold to prepare for war in the coming year... He..."

"Your Majesty has completely ignored any words of dissuasion, no matter what you said or what I said," the Earl of Winterhold shook his head, "now is not a good time to start a full-scale war,

My duke, no one knows the Anzu family better than you and me. They are hard to crack—indeed, the Empire's army is strong, with new tactics and better equipment, while Anzu is It's clichéd and backward in this regard, but that doesn't mean we'll be free...at least, not yet. "

"Like you, we have never doubted that the power of the empire is enough to defeat the enemy, but the key lies in the size of the price," Archduke Ferdinand frowned, "However, our emperor seems to have lost his judgment in this regard. He... Too aggressive."

"Not just radical, duke, not just radical," said the earl of Winterhold, with a serious tone. "I suspect... that mad curse has begun to affect His Majesty the Emperor."

Archduke Pei Dinan's eyebrows jumped: "What did you observe?"

He knew that the Earl of Winterhold was a powerful spellcaster and a learned master in the field of mystery. He might be far superior to the other in the field of force, but in the field of magic and curses, it would not be too much for the entire empire to surpass the Earl of Winterhold. Many, he saw the radiance of magic overflowing from his old friend's eyes, and the latter's expression became solemn and solemn: "I have not observed anything, but some doubts can be detected without the participation of magic - Emperor His Majesty is deliberately avoiding being watched by my 'magic eye'. When we met, there were four royal mages standing beside him. The powerful magic interference made me unable to see anything, and this is precisely the most suspicious place. ."

"Your Majesty knows that something is wrong..." Grand Duke Pei Dinan's breathing became a little short, "but he consciously stopped you from helping him?!"

"This is the most disturbing part--His Majesty's conscious indulgence of his own madness is more terrible than pure madness," the Earl of Winterhold looked into Archduke Ferdinand's eyes, "I have lost His Majesty's trust, and he ordered me to Returning to the realm, you are not allowed to step into the imperial capital unless you get a pardon, so now I can't do anything, only you can take action - you have to keep an eye on the palace and prepare for the day when your majesty is completely insane. According to me His Majesty still maintains most of his sobriety, but his character has changed, so he can still be a qualified king when governing the country, but this state may not last for a few years..."

"I am loyal to His Majesty the Emperor," said Archduke Pedinand suddenly. After he finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds before continuing to speak slowly. "But I am more loyal to the country created by the martyrs."

"That's what you would say," said the Earl of Winterhold, with a smile that soon turned eccentric, "Speaking of the founding martyrs... our decaying neighbor really stood up a martyr. …”

Ferdinand Wendell's expression also became strange: "You mean... the rumored Grand Duke Gawain Cecil who came back to life? Do you believe that is true?"

"Whether it's true or not, it's already an established fact, and according to the information I have and the results of several divinations, it's more likely to be true," the Earl of Winterhold said solemnly, "You should have gotten it too. Intelligence, the revived 'pioneering hero' is currently in the Dark Mountains area south of Ansu. He established a pioneering colony and tried to re-expand human civilization to the Gondor wasteland, and he also solved the problem in the process. Several cult problems, these behaviors are obviously not for pleasure - if all this is really a lie made by Ansu, they don't need to play it to such an extent that a resurrected founding hero is taken to the capital as a totem , it is most appropriate to enhance the legitimacy of their illegitimate dynasty."

"I did get the information. The actions of the pioneering hero are completely in line with the historical description... but this matter is still too incredible."

"Whether it's unbelievable or not, we must consider this as a variable," the Earl of Winterhold said seriously, "Now that cultists are rampant in Ansu, their nobles are struggling to solve these internal problems, which has also led to our His Majesty the Emperor is determined to take this opportunity to start a war, and he has ordered the Winter Wolf Legion on the border to launch a new round of infiltration into Ansu, and part of the infiltration route... is very close to the Dark Mountains."

The old duke immediately knew what the Earl of Winterhold wanted to say: "Andersa is there."

Andersa Wendell, heir to the Wendell family, daughter of Bud Wendell, the youngest wolf general in history, a young and gifted girl after her father, Bud Wendell, disappeared on the battlefield She grew up quickly, and she went to the battlefield as if to wash away the shame of the family's defeat at the border and avenge her father. She stood on the border line where her father once stationed, and that border line was located in the southeast corner of Ansu. ——It is very close to the territory of the guardian of the East, Silas Lauren, and it is also very close to the Dark Mountains.

If His Majesty's infiltration orders were to reach the front lines, Andersa would no doubt choose the Dark Mountains as the infiltration route—a dangerous, polluted wasteland for most ordinary people, but a dangerous place for elite Imperial warriors. It was the way to advance, and it also bypassed the main line of defense of the Ansu Eastern Defence Corps very well. Ferdinand Wendell felt that if he was still commander of the Winter Wolf, he would have chosen this route himself.

"If they're unlucky, they'll run into that Duke Gawain Cecil head-on, in which case we'd rather believe that all the legends about that Duke, including his resurrection, are true," said the Earl of Winterhold. He said sincerely, "Andersa is a brave and powerful warrior. I have watched her grow to this day with my own eyes, but to the last legendary hero seven hundred years ago..."

"She should know what to do. As a commander, she won't act in person..." The old duke frowned. Although he said so, he thought of his granddaughter's stubborn character, and how she treated Ann after her father disappeared. Su's hatred, and finally added, "I will remind her not to act impulsive. She has a powerful elf ranger, and I will remind her and let her send those more suitable people to carry out the task. ."

The two had been talking for a long time. Regarding the situation of the empire, the situation at the border, about Ansu, and about the resurrected pioneering hero, the two of them understood very well—this was probably their last meeting in the imperial capital Aldenan.

After this, the Earl of Winterhold will return to his Winterhold, and Duke Ferdinand will not be able to leave Aldenan at will. The two old battlefield friends who are no longer young know that time is precious, but time is limited after all.

The sun has gone down.

The lights of the imperial capital gradually turned on. Looking at the city illuminated by the lights, Archduke Ferdinand, who was standing in front of the carriage, couldn’t help but think of that legendary era—the time when human civilization fell into darkness, and the descendants of the Gondor Empire were there. The era of pioneering and surviving in the barbaric wasteland.

At that time, the night was dark, but the heart was bright.

"You said, what will the resurrected Duke Cecil think after seeing this era?" He stopped in front of the carriage and turned to look at his old friend, "Cults are rampant, society is rotten, borderlands are deserted, and The once fraternal kingdom of men... is preparing for a war."

"...Probably disappointed in all of us."

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