Chapter 707： War nuns (2/2)
"...this part of the work will be handed over to me," Veronica said nod after a brief indifference. "Cooperate with you for the Protestant Reformation. This is the contract between me and Govin Cecil."
Lai specifically looked at Veronica, and for a moment, he said: "I am very curious. You are doing these things for us now. Is it really just because of the transaction with your Majesty?"
"...In many cases, 'transaction' is the most stable way of cooperation." Veronica looked at Wright with her mild but temperature-deficient eyes. After leaving this sentence, she mentioned that Turn the platinum scepter, who is not leaving, and turn slowly away.
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A few days later, the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain.
The cold wind blows on the face, the air has a slight burnt smell, and the once-green forest has turned into a waste land in the theater, spreading into the distance in the distance, the broken village ruins and burnt on both sides. The wreckage of the forest continued to recede. During the long journey, similar landscapes appeared constantly and repeated over and over again.
Bad Weindel slightly closed the window and isolated the dry and cold air from the magic car. There was an old and somewhat unfair voice beside him: "How? I watched this film with my own eyes. What do you think of the plains that have been tossed into ruins?"
Bud turned his head and saw that the old druid, named Pitman, looked at himself with a smile and smiled. Some time, I didn’t know how to respond.
This seemingly ugly and ugly old man is actually a big man. He is the head of the imperial chief druid and the head of the alchemy project. He has a respectable status and power in this huge and young empire, but neglects it. After this dazzling aura, after a period of personal contact, he realized that the old man was actually so bad that he was almost owed to him. He seemed to be able to utter a lot of words that killed people to provoke the victims. Unlike the Rebecca Princess who has a similar talent, this old man is deliberate...
The biggest problem Bard faces is that he still can't do this with the old man. It is not because there are soldiers watching or following the virtue of "respecting the old", but he is 100% sure that even if he accidentally touched the old man, the other party They dared to lie on the ground immediately, and then swindled the last copper plate in his pocket.
Why is this Pittman always targeting himself?
Bud couldn’t figure out for a moment, but he shook his head after a moment of silence: "I don't want to defend myself, but when they started the plan on the Holy Spirit Plain, I was not in Ansu. I was sent to the east of the mainland. Contact with the son of the storm."
"Hah, it’s just a change of place to do bad things," Pitman laughed. "The son of the storm... So you know what the guys are doing? Are they going to return to the mainland?"
"...I don't know what they are, they put almost all their energy in the deep sea, and together with the sects of the dark sects and the eternal sleepers, now they feel that it is difficult to communicate with them," Bard is quite frank. Said, "I have been on an offshore island in the eastern continent for a long time, but it is basically a waste of time. I helped them collect some materials, but more often they are dealing with their limbs that have been affected by deep seas. Work is like a doctor..."
"The limbs that are affected by the deep sea?" Pittman raised an eyebrow. "It's a bit interesting... I am interested, what about the situation?"
"They have been obsessed with occupying several sea areas controlled by the Kraken, but they do not allow other members of the Dark Sect to participate in their frontline battles. I don't know what they have done and what they have experienced. I only know that some have been sent back. The son of the storm has grown fish scales and fins, and always squats at the high tide, 'Eva is summoning'..." Bud shook his head. "To tell the truth, the variation in them seems to me. Even more dark rituals than the end of all things, the deep sea... There are so many incomprehensible things hidden in the deep sea, and I don’t know what the children of the storm are attracted to, and they are attached to it."
"...Yes, leaving you a cultist can still have an extra effect."
Pitman sighed, and then he no longer took care of Bard, whose face changed slightly, but cast his gaze into the distance and looked at another car that was driving ahead.
In the magic car in front, Gao Wen ended the routine communication with the government office. After turning off the car magic network terminal, he could not help but sigh: "Walde sent the engineering team between Sorinburg and the rich woodland. After repairing two additional obelisks, the communication problem in the southeast and south of the Holy Spirit Plain was finally solved."
"Recently, the meteorite fortress has sent the engineering team to the north. It is not to rebuild the kingdom avenue or to build the infrastructure in the Holy Spirit Plain, or to assist in the organization of the joint reconstruction team. Some people say that the second corps under the Wald team is fast becoming a road bridge. The group, "Amber squats on the back of the front seat, whispering, "Think about the Rock Fortress two years ago or the portal barrier, it is just like a dream..."
While squatting, she moved her head and looked at Gao Wen: "If you say it again, you decided to check the situation personally. This is quite unexpected... and you can rest assured that you are safe."
“The presence of the Archon and the Office of Administration is to ensure that the entire empire can still function when I leave Cecil,” Gao Wen said casually, but his eyes could not help but look in the direction of Sorinburg. “And... What happened here is really what I care about. After all, it is the nest of all things. The great changes and turning points that this country has encountered in the past two years are almost brewed by this nest. How can I not see it myself? Look?"
"Hah, I admire you for this kind of reason to sneak out and sneak out." Amber is not afraid to be photographed on the wall (because there is no wall), then knock her in Gaowen. Suddenly sitting up straight before the head, looking into the distance with surprise.
"Mom..." she exclaimed, her eyes wide open. "The report says that the thing is called... 'tree'?"