go ahead!
We are the unbreakable spearhead of the alliance!
We are the torrent of steel that sweeps everything!
We are ready to give our hearts and be ready to use our lives to realize the ideals of Your Majesty the Manager!
Go towards the airport!!!
The engine rumbling, and the skeleton corps on the truck were following the howling yellow sand.
Half of the body was exposed on the desert-painted steel turret.
The mole holding a telescope in his hand was looking at the horizon of the yellow sand in the distance with pride and shouting excitedly in the duck's voice.
Even though the turret was dry, the poached eggs could be fried, and even though the crane stood out and made him drizzle a mouthful of sand, the guy on his head was still unwilling to get off the tank.
The other three crew members were sitting on the truck towing the tanks, whispering listlessly at this moment, not caring about the Mole Brother's speech that was injected with chicken blood.
After playing games together for so long, they have long been accustomed to this guy's performance art and will calm down after a while.
There are too few bullet reserves for 155, so why not get 120?
There is no production line with 120 gun barrels, so I can simply use 155 gun barrels.
Damn it?This is OK?
Haha, you look so surprised that Cute New.
It's too hot and sweating is annoying. We should install an air conditioner for the tank.
Hearing the weak speech of the good brothers, the mole put down his telescope and looked at them dissatisfiedly.
What's that thing?Too weak!It’s better to bring two more shells!
Members of the bus crew: …
Crazy.
This guy is already crazy.
The 35 tanks were carried by 35 trucks.
These 12-wheel heavy trucks are the latest product of the Alliance with the assistance of the Silver Wing Group. The load capacity is more than several times that of the electric screw. The maximum load is 80 tons, which is mainly used to carry heavy equipment.
As for the brave and fearless armored bomb throwers of the Skeleton Corps, most of them sat on the four-wheeled electric mules.
It is of course impossible to drive a tank over 700 kilometers of off-road.
The 400-kilometer raid on T34 back then was a miracle in the history of military liberation.
Most tanks have motorcycle hours around 500 kilometers, and after this digital engine and suspension, they will have to be overhauled.
Therefore, relying on road or railway transportation, it is a common practice to unfold after arriving at the destination.
Although the No. 2 tank uses future materials, the Alliance's industrial technology is still relatively rough and the mechanical durability is not outstanding.
If it really is 700 kilometers off-road, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach the destination, so I have to push the tank away.
The skeleton corps that entered the desert from the south will advance along the edge of the sandstorm and rely on the gravel mixed with rust to avoid possible high-altitude reconnaissance and electromagnetic wave searches.
On the other side, Irena, who was standing on the heavy truck, was humming a small song while frying the eggs he picked up on the tank's engine cover, and didn't mind the spirit of the Sand Sea sprinkling some seasonings on him from time to time.
The elf Wang Fugui, who was on the side of the truck guardrail, kept staring at the map, trying to judge his current location from the desert where there were almost no reference objects.
Where are we now?Irena asked casually.
The elf king Fugui shook his head and said.
I don’t know, there is no GPS... I know where I’m driving it.
After putting the fried egg into the iron plate, Irena glanced at him with a funny look on her face.
Don't go to the hometown of the Legion.
The elf king Fugui put away the map and rolled his eyes.
OK OK, you can shut the crow's mouth.
OK... By the way, can you have a fried egg?
This fried egg smells really good.
Although the variety of ingredients is a bit strange, Lao Na's cooking skills are really nothing to say. The monster meat steak that is popular on the North Street of Shuguang City was made by him and the Scrambled Egg Brother.
However, Brother Fugui did not take the bait immediately, swallowed and looked at him alertly.
...Are you sure this is just a bird egg?
Irena moved her gaze subtly, scratching her head.
I can guarantee it is an egg.
Elf King Fugui: …
……
On the other side, Petra Fortress.
There is a sign that is suspended at the door of the White Bear Knights' station, but there are quite a few people in the warehouse at this moment.
It's even a little crowded.
The person in charge is Sain, the lord of Petra Fortress.
Following him were the guards of the castle, the generals in charge of city defense, the nobles in luxurious clothes, the priests in white robes, etc.
Compared to the boring journey of the Skeleton Corps, the encounters of the players of the White Bear Knights are much more exciting.
Seeing almost all the powerful people gathered here in the city, Lao Buma felt his calves weak and his heart couldn't stand it.
However, he felt a little relieved when he saw the lady taken away by the guards back intact.
These days he has been trying to find out what she has done, but not to mention finding out what she has done, but even there is no news about where she was taken.
No matter what.
Just come back.
Sesame paste, who was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, looked uneasy and helpless.
Sis, who was standing next to her, looked at the people in the hall calmly and spoke slowly.
She is the messenger I mentioned.
As she said that, she gently took off the hat on the top of her head.
When they saw the pair of shaking cat ears, almost everyone showed a surprised expression and even exclaimed.
Except for the others from the White Bear Knights and Old Buma standing in the corner.
Perhaps because he saw it more, he had become accustomed to the unusual ears above the lady's head.
However, when he heard the word "God Messenger", he still showed a blank expression on his face.
God... God's messenger?!
What is the situation?!
……
It’s no wonder that Old Buma is surprised. After all, he can’t go to the forum, so players will naturally not bring him when they communicate their strategies.
Time went back to five days ago.
The palace of the lord of Petra Fortress.
Under the gaze of all the merchants and powerful people in the entire city-state, Ss admitted on the spot that all the rumors in the city were done by himself.
Whether it was the part made up by the mercenary leader herself or the rumors that were born from rumors, she took it upon herself in one breath.
And the admission is justified.
However, she only denied that it was a lie that was made up, but insisted that it was the prophecy that Goddess Silver Moon sent to her companions by sending her dreams.
The moment she said that it was God's will, the palace suddenly became in an uproar.
The old priest wearing a white robe had a crooked nose, and he angrily accused her of being a blasphemous witch and asked the guards to behead her.
Earl Ruskin, who serves as a diplomatic officer, also said that this sounds a bit incredible and the rebuttals given are reasonable and well-founded.
...If it is God's will, why did the great god not choose a devout believer, such as our city lord, but chose you?
He paused, his voice full of suspicion.
...For what reason is a pagan from outside the oasis, the great gods that can let you tell us what to do.
The old priest on the side answered his words in anger.
That's right!Even if it was the guidance of the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Silver Moon Goddess, why did she find you instead of me!
Anyway, if you die, you can't start again. There is still a way out for a fight. Sis simply took the initiative and went back without hesitation.
Shouldn't you ask yourself this question?
I was stunned by this righteous voice.
There was a silence in the hall for a while.
Without waiting for the shocked Earl of Roskin to speak, without waiting for the nobles to reorganize the swearing words, she raised her head and raised her chest, as if the gods were standing beside her.
You clearly know that the group of people have bad intentions, and then you watched them break into your house with butcher knives, just under your nose, blasphemy your faith, trying to awaken the evil spirits sealed by the gods two hundred years ago!You know everything, but you did nothing. Not only did you not stand up and resist, but you buried your head in the sand as an ostrich.
Looking around these well-dressed nobles, she angrily scolded with confidence.
Why did the Spirit of the Sand Sea find me?Why didn't she turn to her 'most pious' believers?Shouldn’t you reflect on what you did to disappoint her like this!
This harsh remark completely angered everyone.
It also hurts countless people's self-esteem.
Especially the nobles led by Ruskin.
Most of them are surrenderists, believing that as long as they offer loyalty to the legion, they can not only preserve their wealth and status, but also take the title even further.
Just like the nobles of the Falcon Kingdom, most of the first surrenders were rewarded.
However, no matter what sophistry they used to explain that surrender was for the sake of the thousands of people in the oasis, they could not hide the fact that they had already kneeled down mentally.
Lord Petra was also angry by this sentence, but when he saw the nobles such as Ruskin and stared at him in anger, he suddenly became less angry again.
Especially when he calmed down and thought.
This is what I say...
It seems that there is nothing wrong with it?
If he were the Silver Moon Goddess or the Spirit of the Sea of Sand, he would probably think that he might as well find an outsider to come over when he saw his believers' bones were so soft.
The only pity is that this girl is innocent and can't come up with a little visible evidence except for a sophistry statement.
After all, Sain could not believe her one-sided words, but ignored the nobles and priests who were yelling to chop her up, and instead took a compromise approach and put her in a cold and damp single room in the castle dungeon.
There is usually a place where serious prisoners are imprisoned.
However, that doesn't mean he intends to torture her.
This one is protection.
It is also a test.
When people are isolated and helpless, their psychological defenses are the most vulnerable, especially in prison cells where there is no sound.
Unless you have undergone professional anti-investigation training, it is easy to sign the confession in despair even if you have not committed any crime.
But if you have really seen the gods and have such confidence in your heart, you will definitely not be able to pass this test.
After he announced that she would be instigated to the dungeon where the heavy-handed prisoners were imprisoned, the nobles were indignant, but they were not good at saying anything.
The woman accepted the sentence calmly, although she still insisted on not guilty.
That calm look made Sain doubt whether he had done something wrong.
But he didn't intend to change his mind, and at least he had to lock her up for a month.
If she still insists that it is God's will after a month, she will believe what she said and apologize to her.
However, helplessly, rumors about the legion and evil gods in the city became increasingly uncontrollable, and the movements in the east were becoming more and more unsettling.
If he did not make a decision, he would probably be overwhelmed by fear itself before the legion could come.
What's worse is that if it finally proves that the woman did get God's will, or that the prophecy actually happened...
How should I explain to His Majesty the King and to the leaders of Petra Fortress?
Do you really want to join the Legion with those cartilage members?
Sain did not realize that while he ordered that the man be thrown into the dungeon, he was actually trapped in a psychological game.
believe?
Or don't believe it?
No matter which one you choose, it may not be a bad result, but you have to prepare the corresponding price for it.If you continue to make a move, it will definitely be the worst result...
Therefore, on the early morning of the fifth day after that dusk, he finally made up his mind to invite the woman from the small dark room to the castle room.
That calm look made Sain feel a little more comforted. Maybe she told the truth, or maybe her judgment was correct...
Thinking of himself locking an honest and brave man into the dungeon, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. Although he did not apologize in the end, he silently asked the guards to prepare a sumptuous breakfast and clean clothes for her.
When he saw the table full of delicious food, Sis, who was sitting at the dining table, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If this is not the last meal.
Then she must have won the bet.
Do you still insist that you see the Silver Moon Goddess?Looking at the girl who was dining, Sain suddenly spoke.
Yes.This affirmative answer was not hesitant at all. She had rehearsed countless times offline and colluded with her friends to confess.
No matter how hard the NPC in front of her was, she could not know that she had spent the past five days to perfect the lie and supplemented the details with the help of everyone.
The reason why the lord of Petra fortress did not kill her directly was mostly because that person still had the idea of resisting the legion.
And this will become a breakthrough.
She needs to come up with strong enough evidence to prove that what she said is true, and the lord of Petra Fortress also needs a reliable proof to convince herself, and to convince other nobles and priests who are likely to convince.
And the clues of all this are actually hidden in the book "Oasis under the Zhuobar Mountains" and the "Silver Moon Word" recommended by the researcher of that college.
Sis couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Unexpectedly, the books I bought out of curiosity actually saved my life accidentally.
What about the evidence?As everyone on the forum guessed, the NPC in front of him really said this line.
She was ready to speak and replied skillfully.
My companions and I are evidence, and we see the same dream.Especially one of the companions, the dream she saw was the clearest, and... she communicated face to face with the Silver Moon Goddess.
Can you tell me which companion I am?Sain's tone was no longer as tough as before, but a hint of solicitation.
sure.
After enjoying the hearty meal and fruits, Sis took the napkin and wiped his mouth, and continued calmly, but she was very timid and you had to ensure her safety.
Sain touched his celestial cover with his index finger and said sincerely.
I swear to the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Silver Moon Goddess.
Sce stared at him twice.
Her name is sesame paste.
Sain was slightly stunned. The pronunciation sounded weird.
Sesame... paste?
The corners of her mouth bent, and her voice brought a hint of relaxation and pleasure.
Well, it sounds like a cat's name, doesn't it?
Sain nodded blankly.
Although the cats in his castle did not call this name, the pronunciation did not seem to be a name that ordinary people would use.
After a pause, Sce continued.
She is a cat and becomes a human on the journey. I know this sounds incredible, and we are also surprised by the changes in her and can't figure out what's going on.Later, our Knights traveled all the way until we arrived at Luoxia Province, and gradually revealed a little bit of the mystery of her life experience.
Sain swallowed: Her life experience...
According to the records in "Silver Moon Holy Word", the goddess of silver moon loves cats and allows them to enter and exit their bedrooms and take care of their daily life.The reason why the cats at the foot of Zhuobar Mountain proudly accept the worship of believers is because they serve the gods. This is the clue I found when investigating relevant documents...
Looking at the stunned Lord Sain, Sce continued in a sure and serious tone.
We also found out later that the reason why she became a human was not a coincidence, but because she brought the mission she gave to her with the Silver Moon Goddess.
This is also the reason why she met the Silver Moon Goddess on the land shining with the sunset!
What happened next was the previous scene.
Lord Sain summoned the prestigious nobles in the city and the priests of the temple, and took the guards and went to the headquarters of the White Bear Knights with her.
When Sce uncovered the cap of sesame paste and announced her identity as a messenger, the atmosphere at the scene was once again in an uproar.
But unlike last time, after seeing the cat ears on the head of Sesame paste and seeing the cats in the city get so close to her...
Even the most stubborn old priest had a trace of dazedness in his muddy pupils, and he could not speak the words to refute them.
The next thing started to go naturally.
Sce then repeated the words he had said to the city lord in the early morning to those nobles and priests who claimed to be pious.
Then she looked at Lao Buma and continued in a sincere tone.
Sorry, I'm always hiding it from you. In fact, the purpose of our coming here is not just to do business, but to the guidance of the Silver Moon Goddess.
Lao Buma's Adam's apple moved, his eyes shaking shock and disbelief.
This statement...
It's not that he can't accept it.
After all, kind people will not lie.
After these people saved him from the robbers, they did not take his cow and luggage for themselves, but returned it kindly to him... This is indeed not something that ordinary people would do.
After all, collecting rewards from the saved person is allowed by the doctrine of the Spirit of the Sea of Sand.
Then...the same is the coins you...provided to those poor people?
It is the will of the Silver Moon Goddess.
Sis said without blushing.
The believers of the Spirit of the Sand Sea endured hunger on the land she guarded. There was clearly a wealth of food and fresh water, but the people who possessed them were blinded by money.So she asks us to save those brothers and sisters who have been abandoned by you.
Lao Buma's face was filled with guilt.
The spirit of the sea of sand once taught them to lend a helping hand to those who are suffering, but he selectively ignored those who are suffering.
Even when the kind girl proposed to help the poor, he was even weighing the pros and cons, trying to use the Golden Lion Coins to convince them not to give alms to the poor.
really.
My faith is still not pious and pure enough...
Standing next to the city lord Sain, Earl Roskin, who serves as a diplomatic affairs officer, had an incredible expression on his face.
Of course he didn't believe this woman's nonsense, but he couldn't think of a reason to refute it for a while.
Actually, it’s normal to think about it.
How could a story that netizens in the forum took five days to compile was found out by just listening to it once?
Even if it is forcibly quarrel.
You also have to listen to it twice to find the angle of the argument.
Seeing the group of people standing there without saying anything, Rougu looked nervously at the tail beside him, lowering his voice and whispering.
What exactly do these people want to do?
Tail touched his chin, frowned and made a serious thought.
Maybe... I'm thinking about that matter.
Seeing her serious expression, he swallowed.
That thing?
Um!Tail nodded seriously, looked at the sesame paste that was under the focus of everyone's eyes, and said in a confident tone that they must have planned to sacrifice the sesame paste to the evil god sealed in the Lost Valley!In exchange for peace in the oasis!
Ah???Rouru exclaimed in a low voice and asked hurriedly, "How did you come to this conclusion?"
If this is true, aren’t they in danger?
Thinking of this, Ruoru couldn't help feeling weak.
Other alien species are fine.
She was indeed a little physically discomfortable for the monster who looked too Cthulhu.
Eh?Isn’t the combination of cat girl and tentacle monster common sense?Tail was stunned for a moment and looked at Rouru strangely, as if wondering why she was surprised. This is how the notebooks were drawn.
……
The emotions that had been brewing for a long time disappeared instantly. The meat moved a little distance to the side speechlessly, making an expression that he didn't know this guy.
However, after being interrupted like this, she was no longer nervous or worried.
The old priest in a white robe walked forward two steps, staring at the cat ears above Sesame paste's head, staring at it for a long time before saying in a trembling voice.
You...really met the Silver Moon Goddess?
Although my heart was full of tension, in order not to let down my partner's efforts, Sesame Mo nodded seriously.
Yes.
Whispers spread to everyone.
The old priest's eyes were shaking with excitement and stretched out his hand tremblingly, but seeing the cat in her arms staring at him with amber pupils, he quickly stopped this rude movement and retracted the extended hand.
Legend has it that the goddess of Silver Moon will possess her beloved pet.
He could feel the gods watching him.
Restraining the excitement in his heart, the old priest's voice brought a hint of piety.
What did you see in your prophecy?
Facing those unfamiliar gazes, the sesame-smoked face was filled with uneasiness, and she looked at Sis beside her for help.
‘What should I do?’
Sis, who was standing aside, replied with encouraging look.
‘Just repeat the nonsense I taught you in the group.’
'good……'
After a brief eye contact, her eyes gradually gathered courage.
Responding to the pairs of doubts, excitement, or wandering looking at her pupils, she made a solemn and holy expression on her face, and her eyelids lowered.Open your mouth slowly.
I saw a beam of light.
Light?!Then what!The old priest asked nervously.
Facing the breath-holding people and the anxious old priest, Sesame Paste continued at a slow speed.
A more scorching light than the scorching sun blooms on the mortal land, followed by endless flames burning in the desert... The rivers evaporated, the oasis was burned, and there was a scorched earth on Mount Zhuobar, and even the snowflakes were stained with curses.Hundreds of thousands died in the catastrophe, while the remaining survivors wailed in hunger.
Her couplets were average, so she spoke very slowly, but her speech was very clear.
The description of the end of the world coincides with the beliefs, myths, and records of the Ragnarok in the Hump Kingdom.
All of this is included in the book "Oasis under the Zhubar Mountains".
But the old priest didn't think of going there.
All the nobles present did not think about that.
Although the end of the world catastrophe that caused the God of Sky to fall is not a secret, not anyone who comes here will understand the details that they will not be exposed to in daily life.
Even if you put aside the bizarre story of the God's identity and the bizarre story of turning from a cat into a human, a little girl who came to an oasis for the first time, could not even speak clearly, but she could describe the catastrophe of the end so clearly that it was even basically consistent with the obscure scriptures...
What is this not a prophecy?
Could it be a coincidence?
I don't...not believe it.
Seeing that the Lord Sain and the old priest looked at him, Earl Roskin, who interrupted the God Envoy's speech, gritted the bullet and used tactful words.
I believe what she said may be true, but the way to prevent the prediction from happening may not be the only way to war.There may be any misunderstandings in this. I suggest sending an envoy to talk to the legion and persuade them to leave the curse land.
They will consider this suggestion, after all, it is for their own good.
It’s not that no one has ever had the idea of Lost Valley before.
But the remaining curse caused them to suffer from terrible illness.
Although some medicines can lift the curse and even heal the damage caused by the curse, not everyone can afford that expensive thing... at least it is unlikely to be used by more than 10,000 soldiers.
He felt that this could still be discussed.
The old priest didn't say anything, and his hot eyes were completely stuck to the sesame paste or the messenger.
He had believed in her identity.
The prophecy of the end is not terrible.
If Goddess Silver Moon had foreseen all this, she must have known how to avoid the bad thing from happening again on this land.
Lord Sain thought carefully for two seconds and considered the advice of Earl Roskin.
After all, he represents not only himself, but also behind him are all the nobles in the Petra Fortress who support the enlistment of the Legion.
It makes sense, you are right.
With the recognition of the city lord, Earl Ruskin showed a joyful expression on his face.
However, before he could say thank you, the city lord looked at the captain of the guard beside him and continued to speak in a cheerful voice.
Prepare a camel for our Count, and then send a team of cavalry to follow him, send him to the Lost Valley to talk to the people of the Legion.
Earl Roskin opened his mouth wide and looked at the city lord in surprise. Seeing that his expression was not like a joke, a hint of horror gradually appeared on his face.
The captain of the guard held his fists and took the order.
yes!
Large, adult
Ruskin was anxious to say something, but was interrupted by the bad woman standing next to the Godcomman.
Let Mr. Ruskin ride a motorcycle. Sce quickly took over the conversation and blinked and said, "More than 150 kilometers, ride a motorcycle faster!"
The city lord Sain was stunned for a moment, then laughed and waved his hand readily.
It makes sense!
Accurate!
We are the unbreakable spearhead of the alliance!
We are the torrent of steel that sweeps everything!
We are ready to give our hearts and be ready to use our lives to realize the ideals of Your Majesty the Manager!
Go towards the airport!!!
The engine rumbling, and the skeleton corps on the truck were following the howling yellow sand.
Half of the body was exposed on the desert-painted steel turret.
The mole holding a telescope in his hand was looking at the horizon of the yellow sand in the distance with pride and shouting excitedly in the duck's voice.
Even though the turret was dry, the poached eggs could be fried, and even though the crane stood out and made him drizzle a mouthful of sand, the guy on his head was still unwilling to get off the tank.
The other three crew members were sitting on the truck towing the tanks, whispering listlessly at this moment, not caring about the Mole Brother's speech that was injected with chicken blood.
After playing games together for so long, they have long been accustomed to this guy's performance art and will calm down after a while.
There are too few bullet reserves for 155, so why not get 120?
There is no production line with 120 gun barrels, so I can simply use 155 gun barrels.
Damn it?This is OK?
Haha, you look so surprised that Cute New.
It's too hot and sweating is annoying. We should install an air conditioner for the tank.
Hearing the weak speech of the good brothers, the mole put down his telescope and looked at them dissatisfiedly.
What's that thing?Too weak!It’s better to bring two more shells!
Members of the bus crew: …
Crazy.
This guy is already crazy.
The 35 tanks were carried by 35 trucks.
These 12-wheel heavy trucks are the latest product of the Alliance with the assistance of the Silver Wing Group. The load capacity is more than several times that of the electric screw. The maximum load is 80 tons, which is mainly used to carry heavy equipment.
As for the brave and fearless armored bomb throwers of the Skeleton Corps, most of them sat on the four-wheeled electric mules.
It is of course impossible to drive a tank over 700 kilometers of off-road.
The 400-kilometer raid on T34 back then was a miracle in the history of military liberation.
Most tanks have motorcycle hours around 500 kilometers, and after this digital engine and suspension, they will have to be overhauled.
Therefore, relying on road or railway transportation, it is a common practice to unfold after arriving at the destination.
Although the No. 2 tank uses future materials, the Alliance's industrial technology is still relatively rough and the mechanical durability is not outstanding.
If it really is 700 kilometers off-road, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach the destination, so I have to push the tank away.
The skeleton corps that entered the desert from the south will advance along the edge of the sandstorm and rely on the gravel mixed with rust to avoid possible high-altitude reconnaissance and electromagnetic wave searches.
On the other side, Irena, who was standing on the heavy truck, was humming a small song while frying the eggs he picked up on the tank's engine cover, and didn't mind the spirit of the Sand Sea sprinkling some seasonings on him from time to time.
The elf Wang Fugui, who was on the side of the truck guardrail, kept staring at the map, trying to judge his current location from the desert where there were almost no reference objects.
Where are we now?Irena asked casually.
The elf king Fugui shook his head and said.
I don’t know, there is no GPS... I know where I’m driving it.
After putting the fried egg into the iron plate, Irena glanced at him with a funny look on her face.
Don't go to the hometown of the Legion.
The elf king Fugui put away the map and rolled his eyes.
OK OK, you can shut the crow's mouth.
OK... By the way, can you have a fried egg?
This fried egg smells really good.
Although the variety of ingredients is a bit strange, Lao Na's cooking skills are really nothing to say. The monster meat steak that is popular on the North Street of Shuguang City was made by him and the Scrambled Egg Brother.
However, Brother Fugui did not take the bait immediately, swallowed and looked at him alertly.
...Are you sure this is just a bird egg?
Irena moved her gaze subtly, scratching her head.
I can guarantee it is an egg.
Elf King Fugui: …
……
On the other side, Petra Fortress.
There is a sign that is suspended at the door of the White Bear Knights' station, but there are quite a few people in the warehouse at this moment.
It's even a little crowded.
The person in charge is Sain, the lord of Petra Fortress.
Following him were the guards of the castle, the generals in charge of city defense, the nobles in luxurious clothes, the priests in white robes, etc.
Compared to the boring journey of the Skeleton Corps, the encounters of the players of the White Bear Knights are much more exciting.
Seeing almost all the powerful people gathered here in the city, Lao Buma felt his calves weak and his heart couldn't stand it.
However, he felt a little relieved when he saw the lady taken away by the guards back intact.
These days he has been trying to find out what she has done, but not to mention finding out what she has done, but even there is no news about where she was taken.
No matter what.
Just come back.
Sesame paste, who was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, looked uneasy and helpless.
Sis, who was standing next to her, looked at the people in the hall calmly and spoke slowly.
She is the messenger I mentioned.
As she said that, she gently took off the hat on the top of her head.
When they saw the pair of shaking cat ears, almost everyone showed a surprised expression and even exclaimed.
Except for the others from the White Bear Knights and Old Buma standing in the corner.
Perhaps because he saw it more, he had become accustomed to the unusual ears above the lady's head.
However, when he heard the word "God Messenger", he still showed a blank expression on his face.
God... God's messenger?!
What is the situation?!
……
It’s no wonder that Old Buma is surprised. After all, he can’t go to the forum, so players will naturally not bring him when they communicate their strategies.
Time went back to five days ago.
The palace of the lord of Petra Fortress.
Under the gaze of all the merchants and powerful people in the entire city-state, Ss admitted on the spot that all the rumors in the city were done by himself.
Whether it was the part made up by the mercenary leader herself or the rumors that were born from rumors, she took it upon herself in one breath.
And the admission is justified.
However, she only denied that it was a lie that was made up, but insisted that it was the prophecy that Goddess Silver Moon sent to her companions by sending her dreams.
The moment she said that it was God's will, the palace suddenly became in an uproar.
The old priest wearing a white robe had a crooked nose, and he angrily accused her of being a blasphemous witch and asked the guards to behead her.
Earl Ruskin, who serves as a diplomatic officer, also said that this sounds a bit incredible and the rebuttals given are reasonable and well-founded.
...If it is God's will, why did the great god not choose a devout believer, such as our city lord, but chose you?
He paused, his voice full of suspicion.
...For what reason is a pagan from outside the oasis, the great gods that can let you tell us what to do.
The old priest on the side answered his words in anger.
That's right!Even if it was the guidance of the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Silver Moon Goddess, why did she find you instead of me!
Anyway, if you die, you can't start again. There is still a way out for a fight. Sis simply took the initiative and went back without hesitation.
Shouldn't you ask yourself this question?
I was stunned by this righteous voice.
There was a silence in the hall for a while.
Without waiting for the shocked Earl of Roskin to speak, without waiting for the nobles to reorganize the swearing words, she raised her head and raised her chest, as if the gods were standing beside her.
You clearly know that the group of people have bad intentions, and then you watched them break into your house with butcher knives, just under your nose, blasphemy your faith, trying to awaken the evil spirits sealed by the gods two hundred years ago!You know everything, but you did nothing. Not only did you not stand up and resist, but you buried your head in the sand as an ostrich.
Looking around these well-dressed nobles, she angrily scolded with confidence.
Why did the Spirit of the Sand Sea find me?Why didn't she turn to her 'most pious' believers?Shouldn’t you reflect on what you did to disappoint her like this!
This harsh remark completely angered everyone.
It also hurts countless people's self-esteem.
Especially the nobles led by Ruskin.
Most of them are surrenderists, believing that as long as they offer loyalty to the legion, they can not only preserve their wealth and status, but also take the title even further.
Just like the nobles of the Falcon Kingdom, most of the first surrenders were rewarded.
However, no matter what sophistry they used to explain that surrender was for the sake of the thousands of people in the oasis, they could not hide the fact that they had already kneeled down mentally.
Lord Petra was also angry by this sentence, but when he saw the nobles such as Ruskin and stared at him in anger, he suddenly became less angry again.
Especially when he calmed down and thought.
This is what I say...
It seems that there is nothing wrong with it?
If he were the Silver Moon Goddess or the Spirit of the Sea of Sand, he would probably think that he might as well find an outsider to come over when he saw his believers' bones were so soft.
The only pity is that this girl is innocent and can't come up with a little visible evidence except for a sophistry statement.
After all, Sain could not believe her one-sided words, but ignored the nobles and priests who were yelling to chop her up, and instead took a compromise approach and put her in a cold and damp single room in the castle dungeon.
There is usually a place where serious prisoners are imprisoned.
However, that doesn't mean he intends to torture her.
This one is protection.
It is also a test.
When people are isolated and helpless, their psychological defenses are the most vulnerable, especially in prison cells where there is no sound.
Unless you have undergone professional anti-investigation training, it is easy to sign the confession in despair even if you have not committed any crime.
But if you have really seen the gods and have such confidence in your heart, you will definitely not be able to pass this test.
After he announced that she would be instigated to the dungeon where the heavy-handed prisoners were imprisoned, the nobles were indignant, but they were not good at saying anything.
The woman accepted the sentence calmly, although she still insisted on not guilty.
That calm look made Sain doubt whether he had done something wrong.
But he didn't intend to change his mind, and at least he had to lock her up for a month.
If she still insists that it is God's will after a month, she will believe what she said and apologize to her.
However, helplessly, rumors about the legion and evil gods in the city became increasingly uncontrollable, and the movements in the east were becoming more and more unsettling.
If he did not make a decision, he would probably be overwhelmed by fear itself before the legion could come.
What's worse is that if it finally proves that the woman did get God's will, or that the prophecy actually happened...
How should I explain to His Majesty the King and to the leaders of Petra Fortress?
Do you really want to join the Legion with those cartilage members?
Sain did not realize that while he ordered that the man be thrown into the dungeon, he was actually trapped in a psychological game.
believe?
Or don't believe it?
No matter which one you choose, it may not be a bad result, but you have to prepare the corresponding price for it.If you continue to make a move, it will definitely be the worst result...
Therefore, on the early morning of the fifth day after that dusk, he finally made up his mind to invite the woman from the small dark room to the castle room.
That calm look made Sain feel a little more comforted. Maybe she told the truth, or maybe her judgment was correct...
Thinking of himself locking an honest and brave man into the dungeon, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. Although he did not apologize in the end, he silently asked the guards to prepare a sumptuous breakfast and clean clothes for her.
When he saw the table full of delicious food, Sis, who was sitting at the dining table, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If this is not the last meal.
Then she must have won the bet.
Do you still insist that you see the Silver Moon Goddess?Looking at the girl who was dining, Sain suddenly spoke.
Yes.This affirmative answer was not hesitant at all. She had rehearsed countless times offline and colluded with her friends to confess.
No matter how hard the NPC in front of her was, she could not know that she had spent the past five days to perfect the lie and supplemented the details with the help of everyone.
The reason why the lord of Petra fortress did not kill her directly was mostly because that person still had the idea of resisting the legion.
And this will become a breakthrough.
She needs to come up with strong enough evidence to prove that what she said is true, and the lord of Petra Fortress also needs a reliable proof to convince herself, and to convince other nobles and priests who are likely to convince.
And the clues of all this are actually hidden in the book "Oasis under the Zhuobar Mountains" and the "Silver Moon Word" recommended by the researcher of that college.
Sis couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Unexpectedly, the books I bought out of curiosity actually saved my life accidentally.
What about the evidence?As everyone on the forum guessed, the NPC in front of him really said this line.
She was ready to speak and replied skillfully.
My companions and I are evidence, and we see the same dream.Especially one of the companions, the dream she saw was the clearest, and... she communicated face to face with the Silver Moon Goddess.
Can you tell me which companion I am?Sain's tone was no longer as tough as before, but a hint of solicitation.
sure.
After enjoying the hearty meal and fruits, Sis took the napkin and wiped his mouth, and continued calmly, but she was very timid and you had to ensure her safety.
Sain touched his celestial cover with his index finger and said sincerely.
I swear to the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Silver Moon Goddess.
Sce stared at him twice.
Her name is sesame paste.
Sain was slightly stunned. The pronunciation sounded weird.
Sesame... paste?
The corners of her mouth bent, and her voice brought a hint of relaxation and pleasure.
Well, it sounds like a cat's name, doesn't it?
Sain nodded blankly.
Although the cats in his castle did not call this name, the pronunciation did not seem to be a name that ordinary people would use.
After a pause, Sce continued.
She is a cat and becomes a human on the journey. I know this sounds incredible, and we are also surprised by the changes in her and can't figure out what's going on.Later, our Knights traveled all the way until we arrived at Luoxia Province, and gradually revealed a little bit of the mystery of her life experience.
Sain swallowed: Her life experience...
According to the records in "Silver Moon Holy Word", the goddess of silver moon loves cats and allows them to enter and exit their bedrooms and take care of their daily life.The reason why the cats at the foot of Zhuobar Mountain proudly accept the worship of believers is because they serve the gods. This is the clue I found when investigating relevant documents...
Looking at the stunned Lord Sain, Sce continued in a sure and serious tone.
We also found out later that the reason why she became a human was not a coincidence, but because she brought the mission she gave to her with the Silver Moon Goddess.
This is also the reason why she met the Silver Moon Goddess on the land shining with the sunset!
What happened next was the previous scene.
Lord Sain summoned the prestigious nobles in the city and the priests of the temple, and took the guards and went to the headquarters of the White Bear Knights with her.
When Sce uncovered the cap of sesame paste and announced her identity as a messenger, the atmosphere at the scene was once again in an uproar.
But unlike last time, after seeing the cat ears on the head of Sesame paste and seeing the cats in the city get so close to her...
Even the most stubborn old priest had a trace of dazedness in his muddy pupils, and he could not speak the words to refute them.
The next thing started to go naturally.
Sce then repeated the words he had said to the city lord in the early morning to those nobles and priests who claimed to be pious.
Then she looked at Lao Buma and continued in a sincere tone.
Sorry, I'm always hiding it from you. In fact, the purpose of our coming here is not just to do business, but to the guidance of the Silver Moon Goddess.
Lao Buma's Adam's apple moved, his eyes shaking shock and disbelief.
This statement...
It's not that he can't accept it.
After all, kind people will not lie.
After these people saved him from the robbers, they did not take his cow and luggage for themselves, but returned it kindly to him... This is indeed not something that ordinary people would do.
After all, collecting rewards from the saved person is allowed by the doctrine of the Spirit of the Sea of Sand.
Then...the same is the coins you...provided to those poor people?
It is the will of the Silver Moon Goddess.
Sis said without blushing.
The believers of the Spirit of the Sand Sea endured hunger on the land she guarded. There was clearly a wealth of food and fresh water, but the people who possessed them were blinded by money.So she asks us to save those brothers and sisters who have been abandoned by you.
Lao Buma's face was filled with guilt.
The spirit of the sea of sand once taught them to lend a helping hand to those who are suffering, but he selectively ignored those who are suffering.
Even when the kind girl proposed to help the poor, he was even weighing the pros and cons, trying to use the Golden Lion Coins to convince them not to give alms to the poor.
really.
My faith is still not pious and pure enough...
Standing next to the city lord Sain, Earl Roskin, who serves as a diplomatic affairs officer, had an incredible expression on his face.
Of course he didn't believe this woman's nonsense, but he couldn't think of a reason to refute it for a while.
Actually, it’s normal to think about it.
How could a story that netizens in the forum took five days to compile was found out by just listening to it once?
Even if it is forcibly quarrel.
You also have to listen to it twice to find the angle of the argument.
Seeing the group of people standing there without saying anything, Rougu looked nervously at the tail beside him, lowering his voice and whispering.
What exactly do these people want to do?
Tail touched his chin, frowned and made a serious thought.
Maybe... I'm thinking about that matter.
Seeing her serious expression, he swallowed.
That thing?
Um!Tail nodded seriously, looked at the sesame paste that was under the focus of everyone's eyes, and said in a confident tone that they must have planned to sacrifice the sesame paste to the evil god sealed in the Lost Valley!In exchange for peace in the oasis!
Ah???Rouru exclaimed in a low voice and asked hurriedly, "How did you come to this conclusion?"
If this is true, aren’t they in danger?
Thinking of this, Ruoru couldn't help feeling weak.
Other alien species are fine.
She was indeed a little physically discomfortable for the monster who looked too Cthulhu.
Eh?Isn’t the combination of cat girl and tentacle monster common sense?Tail was stunned for a moment and looked at Rouru strangely, as if wondering why she was surprised. This is how the notebooks were drawn.
……
The emotions that had been brewing for a long time disappeared instantly. The meat moved a little distance to the side speechlessly, making an expression that he didn't know this guy.
However, after being interrupted like this, she was no longer nervous or worried.
The old priest in a white robe walked forward two steps, staring at the cat ears above Sesame paste's head, staring at it for a long time before saying in a trembling voice.
You...really met the Silver Moon Goddess?
Although my heart was full of tension, in order not to let down my partner's efforts, Sesame Mo nodded seriously.
Yes.
Whispers spread to everyone.
The old priest's eyes were shaking with excitement and stretched out his hand tremblingly, but seeing the cat in her arms staring at him with amber pupils, he quickly stopped this rude movement and retracted the extended hand.
Legend has it that the goddess of Silver Moon will possess her beloved pet.
He could feel the gods watching him.
Restraining the excitement in his heart, the old priest's voice brought a hint of piety.
What did you see in your prophecy?
Facing those unfamiliar gazes, the sesame-smoked face was filled with uneasiness, and she looked at Sis beside her for help.
‘What should I do?’
Sis, who was standing aside, replied with encouraging look.
‘Just repeat the nonsense I taught you in the group.’
'good……'
After a brief eye contact, her eyes gradually gathered courage.
Responding to the pairs of doubts, excitement, or wandering looking at her pupils, she made a solemn and holy expression on her face, and her eyelids lowered.Open your mouth slowly.
I saw a beam of light.
Light?!Then what!The old priest asked nervously.
Facing the breath-holding people and the anxious old priest, Sesame Paste continued at a slow speed.
A more scorching light than the scorching sun blooms on the mortal land, followed by endless flames burning in the desert... The rivers evaporated, the oasis was burned, and there was a scorched earth on Mount Zhuobar, and even the snowflakes were stained with curses.Hundreds of thousands died in the catastrophe, while the remaining survivors wailed in hunger.
Her couplets were average, so she spoke very slowly, but her speech was very clear.
The description of the end of the world coincides with the beliefs, myths, and records of the Ragnarok in the Hump Kingdom.
All of this is included in the book "Oasis under the Zhubar Mountains".
But the old priest didn't think of going there.
All the nobles present did not think about that.
Although the end of the world catastrophe that caused the God of Sky to fall is not a secret, not anyone who comes here will understand the details that they will not be exposed to in daily life.
Even if you put aside the bizarre story of the God's identity and the bizarre story of turning from a cat into a human, a little girl who came to an oasis for the first time, could not even speak clearly, but she could describe the catastrophe of the end so clearly that it was even basically consistent with the obscure scriptures...
What is this not a prophecy?
Could it be a coincidence?
I don't...not believe it.
Seeing that the Lord Sain and the old priest looked at him, Earl Roskin, who interrupted the God Envoy's speech, gritted the bullet and used tactful words.
I believe what she said may be true, but the way to prevent the prediction from happening may not be the only way to war.There may be any misunderstandings in this. I suggest sending an envoy to talk to the legion and persuade them to leave the curse land.
They will consider this suggestion, after all, it is for their own good.
It’s not that no one has ever had the idea of Lost Valley before.
But the remaining curse caused them to suffer from terrible illness.
Although some medicines can lift the curse and even heal the damage caused by the curse, not everyone can afford that expensive thing... at least it is unlikely to be used by more than 10,000 soldiers.
He felt that this could still be discussed.
The old priest didn't say anything, and his hot eyes were completely stuck to the sesame paste or the messenger.
He had believed in her identity.
The prophecy of the end is not terrible.
If Goddess Silver Moon had foreseen all this, she must have known how to avoid the bad thing from happening again on this land.
Lord Sain thought carefully for two seconds and considered the advice of Earl Roskin.
After all, he represents not only himself, but also behind him are all the nobles in the Petra Fortress who support the enlistment of the Legion.
It makes sense, you are right.
With the recognition of the city lord, Earl Ruskin showed a joyful expression on his face.
However, before he could say thank you, the city lord looked at the captain of the guard beside him and continued to speak in a cheerful voice.
Prepare a camel for our Count, and then send a team of cavalry to follow him, send him to the Lost Valley to talk to the people of the Legion.
Earl Roskin opened his mouth wide and looked at the city lord in surprise. Seeing that his expression was not like a joke, a hint of horror gradually appeared on his face.
The captain of the guard held his fists and took the order.
yes!
Large, adult
Ruskin was anxious to say something, but was interrupted by the bad woman standing next to the Godcomman.
Let Mr. Ruskin ride a motorcycle. Sce quickly took over the conversation and blinked and said, "More than 150 kilometers, ride a motorcycle faster!"
The city lord Sain was stunned for a moment, then laughed and waved his hand readily.
It makes sense!
Accurate!
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