The shadows of the old world, the tides of the new era. Light and darkness, chaos and dawn... arise alternately in a world of machinery and witchcraft!
But what does this have to do with me, ...
"What do you mean, sir?" Harry looked at Sean in front of him with a confused look on his face.
Suddenly he ran to the sand table and looked around it, then opened the map of the Oro area and studied it carefully.
"What do you mean by 'so that's how it is'?" I asked, still not understanding.
As for Sean, he was looking at the countless small dots on the sand table, and his heart was also lost in thought.
"The Borg are going to war."
"What?" Harry looked over in surprise.
"Have you received any news, sir?"
After all, he is an earl, and even the people around him think that there should be many channels for him to receive information. In fact, at present, the most channels are either from Harry or from Sergeant Joseph. He really does not have his own intelligence informants.
"I once heard that the Borg and the Kets have formed an alliance and have been active in the north," said Sean.
The alchemists were forced to stock up on potions, clearly in preparation for battle.
It just so happened that during this period, rebel members appeared in his own city. If the two were linked together, it could be seen as a token of allegiance made by the rebels in order to gain the support of the Borg, because once the imperial nobles were attacked, it would mean a formal declaration of war against the empire.
If the North were to be plunged into war again at this time, perhaps the rebels would be able to seize a region in the chaos.
"The Borg have always been unfriendly to our Bashalan Empire. There have been many cases of merchants being humiliated and robbed in the Borg. Even on the day when the king ascended the throne, the Borg held a grand deer hunting event. The totem of the king's family is a deer head, which is obviously a contempt for us." Harry began to talk about the Borg as usual.
But Sean didn't listen to much and just asked if Ross was there.
This great scholar from the imperial capital has rarely been seen recently. His recording work has come to an end. This knowledgeable scholar probably has a clear understanding of how Oro City has developed, so he has been continuing his research and recording in a small town on the outskirts of Oro City.
During many conversations, Sean learned that the other party had a deep memory of what happened in Shanggu Town at that time, which made him very interested in the small towns near the Oro region and he had not returned to the Earl's Mansion for a long time.
"Master Ross should be in another town. The last time I saw him, he told me that he would be back in half a month. Now it's not time yet. My lord, you have something to talk to him about." Although Harry was from Rietis, he had heard of the famous scholar in the imperial capital.
'"It doesn't matter if he's out of town," Sean said.
I originally thought that Ross was a well-known figure in the imperial capital and perhaps I could get more accurate information from him, but now it seems that I can only rely on Frelia.
"Harry."
"I am here, my Lord."
"Send me another letter to Lietis, as quickly as possible, and then have Joseph, Aslante and Dante come over this afternoon. We have to be prepared." Sean looked at the other party, who still had a puzzled expression on his face.
"My Lord, I think the North will really start a war."
"It's not a feeling, but we're already fighting. From today on, everything that comes into the city from merchants must be strictly checked. Once a large mercenary group or a large number of people enter the city, they must be controlled. It's best to limit the tasks of the mercenary guild and prevent those large mercenary groups from entering." Sean gave the order.
Harry was not stupid either. After hearing a few commands, he could understand the current situation and connect it to the rebels.
"My Lord, you think the rebels will launch an attack on our city of Oro."
The revolutionary army is too weak to launch a siege on a city. If they want to attack, they will only attack from the inside, and the most critical part.
From the perspective of Oro City, the easiest way is to directly attack the Earl's Mansion and kill the local lord.
"I'll go now."
"It's best if you do it yourself," Sean emphasized.
"I understand, Lord Earl." Then he left the study.
Harry Wallop.
He respected his reputation and didn't have any other problems, so Sean felt he could trust him.
Looking at the green dots that kept moving on the sand table, at this moment, somewhere in the Mercenary Guild Hotel in the North City, a siege battle was going on.
rumble
The entire door was knocked down by the impact, and a figure flew out directly, while Vanir walked to the door normally.
"Honestly, you're quite capable. It would be a good fight if I could be your opponent."
"We'd better get rid of this quickly. We can't let Lord Sean wait too long," Latina said from behind.
Everyone in the hotel was scared away by the fight between the few people. Now there were layers of garrison troops outside, and only the four-man team of Barnil was fighting against the enemy in the hotel.
After a series of operations, all those who could be killed had fallen, leaving only the well-dressed young man in front of him.
Barnier looked at the team members behind him helplessly.
As soon as he saw Count Weigel, his team member fell in love with him.
"You were too rough just now. Lord Sean said to leave him alive." Latina stared at the other person with dissatisfaction.
Well
Vanir was speechless.
Why does it feel like Latina is no longer a member of my team?
"Who are you? You are not the count's men," said Ulysses, who was lying on the ground seriously injured, looking at the four people.
"It wasn't before, but it became like this right after I caught you."
"Who said that? I will always be by Lord Sean's side." Latina replied dissatisfiedly.
"Shouldn't we deal with this person first?"
Ulysses sneered at the four people who were arguing for no apparent reason.
"Humph, so he's just a lackey of the nobles."
As soon as these words were spoken, Vanir could no longer remain calm.
"No, you don't seem to understand Mr. Ulysses. Aren't you also a lackey of the Revolutionary Army? So, do it, Nicole."
At this moment, a huge beam of light shot straight down from the sky above the hotel through the roof, almost destroying the entire hotel.
Joseph had already sent away all the nearby vendors and citizens on the street, and had the garrison surround the entire inn.
"You've ruined a nice house by making too much noise."
Joseph said dissatisfiedly when he saw the four people coming out.
"At least we caught the man and there were no casualties." He reached out and threw something like a book into Joseph's hand.
"What's this"
"I don't know either. It's the only thing in the other person's arms. Oh, right. The person is still alive, not dead."
Joseph looked at the ruins of the house and then opened the book to read
It's actually just a piece of thick paper with nothing on it. On the left side is a small, ornately decorated silver polished surface box.
Then it says on the right.
Your previous life was completely in ignorant happiness.
Until darkness comes to the door of this fragile world, you wake up from your dream
Something unspeakable horror has awakened from an eons of slumber and all reality as we know it will come crashing down.