Sword of Dawn

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As soon as the words were finished, Gao Wen saw the deep-sea salted fish fall straight down on the spot, and slapped the deck with a "pia ji", and the process of falling asleep was crisp and stunned—and the few people she brought The shadow avatar was still standing there with staring eyes, but obviously lost the control of the main consciousness, and stood motionless around Tyre, who had fallen asleep, as if saying goodbye to the corpse...

This weird scene made Amber's hairs stand on end: "Oh my god, it feels like a group of standing corpses are saying goodbye to a lying corpse..."

"I just fell asleep like this..." Gawain was also dumbfounded. Although he had seen Tyr fall asleep suddenly in various situations, and knew that this deep-sea salted fish often died suddenly when he slept, but such a weird It was still the first time he had seen the scene of falling asleep, especially the six split bodies standing around the main body under the dark night. Anyone who didn't know the inside story would have to suspect that it was the clone devourer who sacrificed this thing at first glance. "How do I clean this up..."

"I'll find someone to move her back later, and remove these 'split bodies' by the way," Amber rubbed her brows with a headache, "It's not good for the Deep Sea Kingdom to let the ambassador sleep on the deck on the first day of joining the alliance. .”

"...after the Kraken formally communicates with land countries on a large scale, I am afraid that everyone will soon realize that this group of deep-sea salted fish does not care about 'influence' at all," Gao Wen sighed, "but you are right, at this stage The impact is not good—and if someone passing by sees this scene, I’m afraid they will be scared out of their minds on the spot.”

"Okay, the serious matter is over, let's talk about it lightly," Amber exhaled softly, and turned her eyes to Ophelia in the holographic projection. The wind seems to be refreshing again, "Speaking of which, you finally decided to create such an 'external image' for yourself - I thought you would directly display a lot of your 'nodes' on the venue when you held a meeting. "

"Too serious 'differences' will create estrangement in people's hearts," Ophelia said lightly, "Iron soldiers will be designed as friendly human figures, and dragons will use human forms to communicate with people to show friendship—people can accept it. It is difficult for a conversation partner who is different in essence but similar in appearance to accept an individual with similar essence but strange appearance. What's more... Our world has just been almost destroyed by an out-of-control ancient artificial intelligence, and the current alliance countries may not Unprepared to face a 'machine' of a similar nature."

"That's the truth," Gawain smiled. He looked at the figure sitting on the pale golden throne in the projection, who looked like a puppet, "but other than that, you seem to have finally accepted the idea of ​​'Ophelia'. Ya Norton' self-knowledge, you chose such a body."

"I've thought about what you said, and it does make sense," Ophelia said with a hint of relief and gratitude in her voice, "I may be too obsessed with figuring out what 'what the hell' is, but this should be A question that does not need to be attached... My mind is copied from Ophelia Norton herself, and she also entrusted her destiny to me to inherit, I can be anyone, of course I can be her - there is no need to avoid my own mind The 'intuition' in it, I like this 'carrier' very much, this is how I 'remember myself'."

"Just think about it," Amber nodded beside her, with a very understanding look on her face, "But then again, I wanted to ask you a long time ago, why do you keep your face so straight and you don't even open your mouth when you speak? ——At the meeting, I thought you were maintaining some kind of image, but why are you acting like this in private?"

"...This was built in a rush," Ophelia in the projection finally moved. She raised her arms stiffly, and "picked" her head off, and then held it up in front of the screen to show it seriously , "Look, the inside is solid..."

Gao Wen & Amber: "..."

This TM is even scarier than those six corpses in Tier paying homage to one corpse!

Chapter 1419 Repair

Within a few days after this, the post-war meeting began to proceed smoothly according to the scheduled process-one bill was thrown out and one bill was discussed, and most of the content was actually formulating various post-war conferences. Economic recovery, plans for transnational aid, and as the meeting progressed, various issues related to the division of post-war wasteland and development rights were gradually brought to the table.

These are extremely sensitive "pie-dividing" issues, but they are being carried out in a surprisingly smooth manner, as many people have realized-on such issues involving the basic order of the alliance, the three major In fact, the empire has already set the tone in private.

Whether it is Typhon or Cecil, or Baiyin located in the extreme south of the continent, no empire wants the alliance to be in chaos. Under this premise, all issues that may cause the alliance to be in chaos have been formally resolved as early as the Tarash Conference. Before the start, "ventilation" was carried out. As the saying goes, small meetings are held for big things, and big meetings are held for small things. The remaining "details" after the Great Empire finalizes the general direction.

Belsetia Chenxing stood on the high terrace, quietly looking at the night sky above the Tarash Plain. From this position overlooking the earth, one can see beams of light emanating from the dark earth , extending to the distance like a continuous chain, and at the root of these light beams, you can see sparse artificial lights, those lights are much weaker and rarer than those of the Elven King's Court, but in this dark place On the land that has been shrouded for 700 years, even the faintest lights are precious.

Footsteps came from behind, and the Silver Queen spoke slowly without turning her head: "The food aid plan for the Gaoling Kingdom and the Ogulei Tribal Country has finally been finalized today, and the Alliance Food Committee should be busy soon."

"The weather has begun to turn cold, and the southern and western regions of the mainland that were most damaged in the war have lost half of their grain production," Elaine's voice came from the side, "although the pollution caused by the chaotic magic energy has subsided , but the good fields that have been destroyed can’t grow again——before the next planting season, many areas will face severe food ration pressure. I am very worried whether the food committee can really solve such a big problem. After all... Gaoling Kingdom itself was once one of the largest grain-producing countries in the alliance."

"Yeah, the pressure is really great, especially since the Loren kingdoms have already used a large amount of food reserves to support Tarrond - at that time, no one thought that the next food shortage would come like this," Berseti said. Ya shook her head, "But according to Uncle Gawain, the situation doesn't seem to be as serious as imagined. The main reason is that the Sorin Sea of ​​Trees has spread to the northern part of Tarash, and that huge sea of ​​trees is absorbing everything. It would leave the biomass residue and convert it into edible parts, which is enough to relieve some of the food pressure."

"The fruit bred in that piece of tree sea..." Elaine's expression suddenly became a little weird, "I heard that Sorin tree sea feeds on the remains of biochemically synthesized beasts and dark roots, and the food transformed in this way... Although I know It's non-toxic, but it still feels weird."

"But the victims of starvation don't think about this," Belsetia glanced at Elaine, "In the face of life and death, they don't care whether the food in their hands grows from the corpses of monsters—not to mention the land itself. Where life dies, there are countless strange things buried under every piece of land we cultivated, so don’t pay attention to such details.”

"It's exactly as you said," Elaine nodded, and then she became a little curious, "But I heard that the yield of Sorin tree fruit is actually not high. Relying on the fruit of the sea of ​​trees can really alleviate the food crisis faced by the entire continent. Is it stressful?"

Belsetia thought for a while, and said slowly: "It is said that the newly grown leaves and part of the rhizome of the giant tree of Sorin have begun to become edible. Before the arrival of this winter, more than 70.00% of her new body parts will be edible. Specific processing methods turn it into a safe food—even as a staple food."

Elaine listened, and opened her eyes a little bit, until finally she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Transform the body into food?! This... this is not a fruit that grows... Sister Bertila... ..."

"She's still the same as before," Bersetia shook her head lightly and interrupted Elaine, "You know, when we got the news, it must have been something she had decided. Sister Bersetia has always Thinking she's somehow...responsible for the mess left by the end of all things, even though this offshoot of the wasteland has long since had nothing to do with her. She's even a bit paranoid in that regard."

"...We can't make decisions for her, and we can't make decisions for those victims," ​​Elaine exhaled softly, "If Uncle Gao Wen also agrees to this matter, then we have no right to say anything. "

"Yes, Uncle Gawain agreed," Belsetia nodded, and then her expression became slightly serious, "Speaking of which, what do you think of the 'plan' proposed by Uncle Gawain? Those rune stones..."

Elaine frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty: "I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing in the end, but it is indeed like what Princess Ophelia said, this is something that has to be done—bomb It is already there, and in the case of being unable to dismantle it, we can only choose to try to make it from an uncontrolled bomb to a controlled one. But if we really find a way to control this 'planet transformation system', no one will It is uncertain whether this will be another "wasteland crisis" in the future, after all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and most human beings do not have full foresight and firm belief like Uncle Gao Wen."

Belsetia supported the railing on the edge of the terrace with her hands, staring at the darkness in the distance: "From a human's point of view, it may be a bit too early to think about these things now, but from an elf's point of view, many 'too early' problems It's all in the not-too-distant future. It's impossible for Uncle Gao Wen not to have thought of this, but he still chose to start this plan. This only shows that the benefits of this matter outweigh the risks, or...in the case that the risks are doomed, doing this The risk is relatively small."

"Well, sometimes when you think about it, this world is really full of malice towards us," Elaine sighed helplessly. "The end seems to always follow us, but most of us really just want to survive in peace."

"Every day we survive, we are a little luckier than those civilizations that died early." Belsetia raised her head and looked up at the star-studded night sky. Above this land that lacks light, the sky that has just been purified It seems to be clearer than any place on Loren Continent, and there are more stars than any other place, and among the twinkling stars, some kind of imagination about the distance is attracting the eyes of the Silver Queen, "So sometimes I am also very Curious, that civilization that is constantly sending us signals...do they also face the malice of this world all the time like us, and carefully maintain their existence every day?"

"...they have developed to the level where they can send signals to the opposite side of the star sea. That may be a civilization that is far stronger than ours," Elaine replied seriously to the Queen's casual remark, "but advanced does not necessarily mean friendly, No one can be sure whether this civilization that is constantly sending signals is friendly, although judging from what they are sending now, this civilization has not shown any malicious external..."

Belsetia nodded lightly: "The issue of this alien signal is already being discussed within the alliance. By tomorrow, the further 'Star Sea Project' will be put on the table, although we are not yet ready to directly step into the starry sky. preparations, but this continuous signal and the discovery at the Viplandon Observatory have pushed the vast starry sky to everyone... There are other civilizations in the starry sky, and the pioneers among us have put in great efforts to crack the alien star. The 'code' of civilized communication, we can't turn a blind eye to the facts."

The maid Elaine seemed to be lost in thought because of this topic, and she didn't speak for a few seconds. Belsetia couldn't help laughing when she saw this: "What are you thinking, Elaine?"

"I'm thinking... In the Tarash Conference, which was dominated by heavy and serious topics such as food crisis, medical aid, and post-war interests, such an issue about the starry sky seems to be the 'only romance' in the heavy atmosphere, Elaine smiled, "Maybe Uncle Gao Wen temporarily added the 'Xinghai Project' to the meeting agenda for this purpose?"

"...Although this sounds good, I always feel that he didn't think about it so much at all. He probably just thought of it and added it in." The Silver Queen sighed slightly, "Uncle Gao Wen is a pragmatist. We can't understand the romance."

……

"Just send it here." Diana turned her head and said to several guards who came with her.

Several Typhon extraordinary people bowed their heads and took orders, and walked back silently. Diana withdrew her gaze from them. She turned her head to look forward, and saw that the corridor with a distinctive Gondor style seemed to extend infinitely in her field of vision. A row of faint lights illuminate the underground space directly below the source of the Deep Blue Well. At the end of the corridor stands a door that looks extremely heavy. On both sides of the corridor, on the walls made of alloy, there are Metal gates are neatly lined up one after another.

When Diana's eyes fell on those neatly arranged metal gates, the light above one of the gates suddenly lit up, and a bright indicative track appeared on the floor, a mechanical synthesis sound echoed in the open underground. There was a sound in the space: "Soldier, your repair tank is ready, proceed along the indicated track, room number R-635."

How long has it been since you heard this beep?

This familiar yet unfamiliar system prompt made Diana's mental core slightly warm, and those ancient memories still remained in her storage body, but even with Iron Man's artificial mind, it seemed that when recalling these pictures, she seemed to be confused. With a faded brown color, she walked towards one of the rooms along the flowing light. With the slight friction of the mechanical device, the alloy gate slid open before her eyes, and a small repair room appeared in front of her eyes.

Diana stepped into it, and saw that there were seven or eight "repair tanks" neatly arranged in this small repair room. It was a metal with a silver-white coating, the size of a single bed, and a sunken center. On the edge of each platform, you can see all kinds of maintenance equipment on standby. At this moment, all the repair slots in the room are empty, and the light on the edge is dim. Only the light on the edge of one platform is slightly lit, which is obviously for her. prepare for.

"Soldier, undress and step forward, your repair slot is marked."

The reminder sounded beside her ears. Diana gathered herself together, temporarily suppressed some messy thoughts in her heart, and prepared according to the voice prompted by the system. During this process, she could always feel a "will"— ——This "will" is here, in this room, in this base, and in the entire area of ​​the Deep Blue Well.

Diana knew that this was "she" looking at her. Long, long ago, she was also a node under the control of this "consciousness", but now she is no longer, and this consciousness is now examining her gaze... It seems a little curious.

This repair facility is located on the edge of the Iron Man production and maintenance array, and is generally in the "shallow area" of the Deep Blue Fortress. There are still thousands of meters of dirt, rock, steel and cement between it and the deepest Ophelia Matrix. But this barrier of thousands of meters can't stop Ophelia Norton's "gaze" transmitted along with countless data links and sensing devices.

Diana lay down in the repair tank assigned to herself, the cold but reassuring touch stimulated her bionic skin, she felt that her mental core had gradually returned to smooth operation, and those arranged around the repair tank The working machinery is making a slight humming sound one by one—the equipment here is inspecting an unrecognizable body that has been remodeled and repaired after 700 years, and trying to work out a feasible "recovery" plan. not simple.

There seemed to be a period of time before the equipment was ready, and Diana focused her gaze on the ceiling. She saw a ring structure directly above the repair tank, with many cables and dormant robotic arms hovering. On the edge of the ring structure, and in the center of the ring structure, another device emitting a dark red shimmer can be seen—the edge of the device flickers slightly, like a weird eye.

It was indeed an eye, and Diana quickly understood that it was the eye of Ophelia Norton, the princess of Gondor who was in charge of the Iron Army long, long ago. Such or similar magical devices are used to monitor the Iron Soldiers. Every production array, every maintenance unit, every storage or transfer facility, and even every Iron Soldier has an "extension unit" connected to this system. ", the iron people are used to this, and even feel very friendly, but at this moment Diana looks at that eye, but suddenly feels...a bit awkward.

As if sensing the uneasiness of the Iron Man soldier, Ophelia Norton's voice sounded in the room: "You look a little nervous, Diana."

"...sorry," Diana replied softly, "I haven't been in a repair tank for many years."

"Maybe it's not just because of this," Ophelia's voice sounded gentle and flat, "but it's not important—I want to repair your body that is on the verge of limit first."

"...Yes, thank you very much."

Chapter 1420 "Heart"

Those delicate machines began to make a slight clicking sound, and two shimmering diamond-shaped crystals floated out of a storage tank next to them, hovering in front of Diana, and the light curtains projected by the crystals intersected like a net Sweeping across her body, for a brief moment, Diana's memories flashed back many years ago, to her days as a guard at Viplandon Observatory.

At that time, life was far simpler than it is now, and a machine did not need to think about so many problems.

A mechanical handle with a sharp tip came over the repair tank and precisely pried open the inspection cover of Diana's abdomen. The old brass core was ticking in the mechanical cabin, the magic center and the mind wrapped in a protective layer The core glowed slightly blue in the gel-like buffer substance. Under the personal control of Ophelia Norton, the tools configured in the repair tank began to carefully handle this body that was already very different from the original factory settings. Diana The voice of the regiment leader was heard from above again.

"This may take a while, there are a large number of components in your body that have been seriously exceeded the limit of use, and there are many ... not-so-standard modifications and repairs. These things, although barely allowing you to move normally, have done a lot of damage to many of your cores. The device is causing a lot of stress - now, relax, I'm going to divert your energy flow externally and remove your mana center."

"These substandard alterations and repairs have kept me alive today—without them, I would have died a century ago," Diana said softly.

The momentary dizziness hit the moment the magic power center was removed, and quickly dissipated due to the connection of the external energy source. She blinked and heard Ophelia Norton's voice in her ears: "...' Live', and 'dead', ordinary Iron Man soldiers rarely use these words on themselves, even if it is a model like yours that is specially designed for the civilian market. You are very human now, Diana."

"...This is probably a side effect of breaking away from the Iron Man network," Diana said slowly, she could feel that the tools were dismantling her body into parts bit by bit, but this did not bring pain—her perception The system has automatically switched to maintenance mode, and the "perception" produced when the bionic tissue is cut is turning into pure data and flowing into the core of the mind, "I don't know whether this change is good or bad."

"It's up to you," Ophelia chuckled, "I'm curious, how does it feel to be disconnected from the Iron Man network? Since Iron Man was born, there are almost no precedents like yours—even if there are occasional disconnected individuals, I Never had the opportunity to ask them about it."

"...In the early stage, it was confusion and confusion, lacking direct and clear instructions, which led to the lowest operating efficiency of the body. In most cases, only the instinct to maintain its own survival remained, and the only thing I could do in this instinct and 'escape from disaster' Driven by an order of the world for hundreds of years,” Diana frankly told her once nominal “Supreme Commander” about these things that she had never told outsiders, “After contact with humans, the situation began There have been some... changes. Those humans are not my superior nodes, but their rescue gave me a reason to... do something for them. At first, I thought this was also some kind of 'order', but I don't know when, I realized it was my own 'will'..."

"The central connection is about to be released and reset," the system prompt suddenly came from the side of the repair tank, "start cutting."

A strange "numbing sensation" poured into the core of her mind, and the next moment, Diana lost the perception of her entire body, and she seemed to be an unconscious soul, lying on this cold mechanical platform, while maintaining her only She is still thinking clearly, but her visual and auditory modules are still functioning, and she can still see the dark red "eye" directly above, and hear Ophelia Norton's soft voice.

"It seems that those humans have changed you a lot, Diana."

"...You are also different from what I remember... from what I recorded in the initial data," Diana said, and she found that her voice was coming from a synthesis device in the room. I had this feeling when I got to the interactive carrier of 'Veronica', you are not the same as the Ophelia Norton I know, but I don't know how to describe this difference, as an ordinary Iron Man Soldier, I only came into contact with your will in the mind network back then, maybe I am not qualified to make this kind of judgment..."

"Your judgment is correct, Diana," Ophelia's voice seemed to pause for a moment, "We have all experienced something. After seven centuries of change, whether it is a soldier or a general, it is difficult Keep it as it was."

Diana didn't speak for a while, just silently perceiving the data flowing in the only mental core that is still functioning normally. These data constitute her "personality". Just like Her Royal Highness Ophelia said, she is now It was really "very human", so that she suddenly became nervous like a human: "My mental core, and the data stored in it..."

"Your mental core is not in good condition, but it can be said to be slightly damaged compared to other places. I will adjust it, but don't worry, I won't move anything inside," Ophelia said softly He said softly, with a gentleness in his voice that I don't know if it is an illusion, "Diana—those data are your memory and life, and I may understand the meaning of these data better than you."

Ophelia's words seem to have other meanings, especially when she talks about "memory and life", this feeling is particularly obvious, but Diana can't figure out what kind of feelings are buried in it, She just felt a little drowsy suddenly—it was a countdown to dormancy that she couldn't control. She knew that the adjustment to the core of her mind had already begun.

"From now on, you will go into hibernation until your body is fully recovered and restarted," Ophelia's voice sounded a little far away from above, "Are there any special requirements before going into hibernation?"

"...please keep the steel plate on my left torso protective compartment," Diana said softly, "that's what they left when they first tried to restore my torso, I want to keep it as a souvenir .”

"Okay, I'll keep it—go to sleep now, soldier, have a good dream, and wake up with a new life waiting for you."

……

In the deep control hall, Ophelia Norton, who was sitting on the golden throne, cast her gaze on Gawain: "Diana's condition is worse than I expected. I'm surprised that a regular iron soldier like her It has been able to operate until today with so many malfunctions in the body - and it is also surprising that the Typhons have come up with all kinds of 'wonderful solutions' to maintain such a body."

"You seem to attach great importance to her," Gawain said with some surprise, "I don't think every damaged iron soldier will be repaired by you, right?"

"Diana's situation is very complicated. Her body has undergone a lot of non-standard modifications and repairs. It is difficult for the conventional automatic repair process to repair her without causing secondary damage... No, it is indeed as you said, I Take her very seriously."

"why?"

"...a person has become a machine, and a former machine is gradually becoming a person. I don't know how to describe this, but Diana's existence reminds me of myself, although our situation is completely different. It's different, but I think...we're all proving the blurred line between 'man' and 'machine'," Ophelia's voice sounded quite emotional, "Can you understand my awkward thinking? "

"I understand better than you can imagine." Gawain laughed. As a satellite spirit, no one is more aware of this sense of ambiguity and dislocation in self-cognition than him. A few years ago, it would have killed him, but he would never have imagined that he would discuss this kind of cyber issue with an ancient artificial intelligence in this place... What about the sword and magic that was agreed?

"What are you thinking?" Ophelia noticed the subtle changes in Gawain's expression, and couldn't help being curious.

"It's nothing." Gao Wen waved his hand, and then his expression became serious, "I came here to find you this time because I have a very special matter."

"It's a very special thing? And you need to come to this deep place in person..." Ophelia on the throne moved her body slightly, with a curious look on her face--obviously, her body is no longer It's the "rush product" used on the first day of the meeting, and the head is no longer solid (sadly lost the qualification to compete with Rebecca for Loren's first iron head), "then it seems that this matter is significant , and it concerns you personally—go ahead, I am glad I have your confidence."

Gao Wen nodded: "First of all, I have to confirm one thing - the iron soldiers under your command should not be affected by the gods, and should not be part of the 'trend of thought', right?"

"Of course," Ophelia immediately gave an affirmative answer, "Iron soldiers are not human beings, even Diana, who already has a 'heart' like a human, cannot become part of the 'trend of thought'. It has been verified repeatedly."

"Then that is to say, the entry of iron soldiers into space will not stimulate the mortal gods," Gao Wen said in a deep voice, "and it will not cause the final disobedience to happen in advance."

"...What do you want to do?" Ophelia's tone became extraordinarily serious. She seemed to have vaguely guessed what Gao Wen wanted to do, but she couldn't confirm it for a while.

"You should know that there is a legacy of the voyagers in space." Gawain exhaled softly.

"Yes, and this news is no longer a secret among the high-level alliance. The ancient dragons in Tallond have witnessed with their own eyes the space facilities that the Voyager left behind on our planet when he left. One scene—although due to some unknown technology, we mortals living on the surface seem to have no way to see those large-scale structures. I also know that the Sentinels were destroyed by your own hands—the exact Weapons left behind by the sailors."

"That's right, I'm the one who released the news, and it's all true," Gawain nodded lightly. "Then have you ever thought... that you can get close to those 'legacy' located in space?"

Ophelia's expression changed again: "You mean..."

"You should know that part of the Voyager Legacy is under my control, but the long years have brought these overdue space stations to the verge of shutdown. Recently, I am trying to gradually restart and repair them," Gawain said of his plan, " This restoration work will begin after the Tarash meeting."

"You want my Iron Man Corps to participate?" Ophelia confirmed again seriously.

"Yes," Gawain confirmed Ophelia's guess, "Byron discovered an orbital elevator that can send people from the surface to the orbital space station when he strayed to the southwestern waters of the mainland last time. I have successfully restarted it now. This channel and the corresponding area in the space station, but if I want to 'live' the entire space station, I need more manpower. At present, the Dragon Clan and Siren have accepted my invitation, but I think... this is not enough."

"...If this is the case, the Iron Man Corps is indeed a good choice," Ophelia nodded slightly, and the thinking matrix quickly calmed her a little excited mood, and replaced it with calm thinking, "And considering the space My iron man may even be more suitable for this job than the dragon. But then again, looking at you... it seems that you plan to make this matter more public?"

"...After millions of people witnessed the sight of the Sentinel cruiser appearing on the battlefield, and then they saw the wreckage falling from space scattered on the wastes of Gondor, and after that, the research work on the wreckage of the Sentinel It is bound to unfold on a large scale," Gao Wen exhaled softly, "Some things have reached the point where they have to be made public, and continuing to cover them up is very likely to lead to unstable changes in mortal thoughts. A correct understanding of the concept of 'starter' is established among the crowd.

"Although mortals are still unable to step into the starry sky, at least we have to prevent them from establishing wrong concepts about the things in the starry sky."

Ophelia listened quietly to Gawain's words, and then she spoke softly at this moment: "Fighting against the trend of thought is like a competition. If correct knowledge and rationality cannot occupy people's hearts first, then ignorance and blindness will take root. I I understand what you mean, the Iron Man Corps will answer your call at any time."

"Uh, there's no need for such a reaction," Gawain felt a little awkward when faced with Ophelia's attitude, "Although it is true that the Deep Blue Well is protected by Cecil, here, you are the iron man. Master of the Corps—I think we should deal with each other as equal friends."

"Friends..." The exquisite "doll" on the throne slowly smiled, "Okay, then your loyal friend is always ready to answer your call."

……

In the prayer hall of the Cathedral of Light in Cecil City, Veronica, who was standing in front of the podium with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes.

A gleam of light flashed across her eyes, and the dense holy light slowly floated around this "princess saint". This sacred light, as always, made her look full of holiness, but it was a bit unearthly. This unworldly feeling didn't last for too long, a smile appeared on her face, and this smile quickly diluted Veronica's unearthly feeling, making her look full of vitality.

Exhaling lightly, and tidying up the robes and skirts of the clergyman, Veronica ended today's prayer. She picked up the platinum scepter beside her, and a cheerful-sounding voice followed. A sound came from the side: "You look very happy today, Mrs. Saintess."

Veronica followed the prestige and saw a trainee nun who was in charge of cleaning the church and greeted herself with a smile. She knew this girl. She just graduated from a missionary school this year. She was a lively and cheerful child. The Armed Priestess of the Gospel, although she was rejected in the last test due to poor performance in the physical fitness test and the staff technique, she seems to have signed up for the winter nun selection again—in the brand-new Church of the Holy Light, like this Vigorous young people are fairly common.

Veronica laughed: "Is it obvious?"

The petite novice nun replied honestly: "A little bit, I rarely see you smiling like this. Although you always smile, your usual smile is different from just now."

"I'm really happy." Veronica smiled, then reached out and rubbed the hair of the trainee nun in front of her in a mysterious way. While the latter was a little dazed, she was also dazed for a moment—even though she usually kept going in the church. Show people with an approachable, gentle and amiable image, but it seems to be the first time for such a move.

This is not like the usual "Saint Princess" who is always dignified and quiet, with a restrained personality.

But it is very similar to the "Ophelia" who was still alive 700 years ago.

Her smile became brighter, and she reached out to rub the trainee nun's hair: "I'm really happy."

Chapter 1421 Worth looking forward to

When the wind blowing across the plains gradually cools down, the dry heat begins to fade from the valleys and hills in the south of the mainland, and the yellow-brown leaves cover the ground. From the Long Bridge of Homecoming in the north to the lush jungle of the Elven Empire, it is refreshing and comfortable. The strong wind seemed to blow all over this ancient land overnight, and even the decadent and decadent atmosphere entrenched on the scorched earth brought about by the previous war seemed to be dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.