In the distant sky, a point of light crossed a long trail of clouds, heading eastward.
And this girl with wings on her back is none other than Loran Hill.
Since her last attack, she had been dozing off and on, and had only fully recovered a few days ago. To her surprise, her control over the wind and atmosphere seemed to have grown even stronger.
As if stimulated by something.
Recalling the scene she had seen in her dream, it was not difficult for her to guess that the salt crystallization power of the gray light came from another prototype at that time, the gray-white crystalline rock, Brainard.
Yan, who was the opposite of Hefeng, had almost completely opposite characteristics, so she was so sensitive at the time. She felt a special crisis before the other party triggered it.
If he was one of the four prototypes at that time, where were the other three now? Did they survive? If so, according to the "Original Heart" faction, these people could be said to be his sisters.
They are not related by blood, but they share an essential similarity that is closer than blood relationship, which is a natural intimacy.
While flying in the sky, Loran Hill kept thinking about the information he had obtained in these days.
Yesterday she obtained a fragment of the 'Sun Crown' from that statue. She tried to analyze it using the system, but unfortunately the system showed that the Aijiaka network was shut down and could not connect to the Sun Throne, so the fragment could not be activated.
After traveling through the sky for a day and a night, she finally arrived at Solander, the capital of Crancia.
It was already evening. Wisps of blue smoke rose from the royal capital under the setting sun. The smell of fireworks and food wafted from the houses. The street lights along the streets gradually lit up, emitting a warm orange light.
She stepped on the huge rock of Hongzhan Palace with her toes, and the light green wings behind her dissipated into points of light, and the hem of her skirt slowly fell with the airflow.
After returning to the Red Mulberry Palace, Loran Hill participated in the highest meeting of Clansia the next day.
Inside the magnificent hall, personnel in dark blue and white uniforms sat on the fan-shaped seats on the steps, listening to the speeches from the central rostrum in front.
"The Frost Rose Alliance has currently mobilized 700,000 soldiers from within the country and they are constantly gathering at the border."
"Furthermore, according to intelligence, there are currently approximately 20 golem legions ready for deployment, and nearly 300 aerospace airships are constantly being loaded with ammunition and modified."
"In addition, the enemy's naval fleet also has approximately 200 steel warships, currently stationed in Yubere and Greenwater Port, on constant standby. All our caravans in Frost Rose have been detained."
"All signs have proven that Frost Rose will launch an invasion against us."
"Now has come to the most critical moment. We cannot harbor any luck and cannot hand over the scepter of peace to the other side. That would be a cowardly act."
"Make all preparations for war, fight for peace, and mobilize the entire nation. A difficult test awaits us."
The senior executives of Clancy discussed their current thoughts and decisions in the meeting.
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"This session will pass the wartime conscription bill, the national mobilization order, and the wartime industrial requisition and conversion regulations to prepare for war in all aspects."
"Please raise your hands if you agree."
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"The count is complete, the bill is passed, and it will be implemented immediately."
"The conference is over. I hope to see you all again next year. I wish you all good luck. The conference is adjourned."
Everyone stood up, stood at attention and saluted, then left the brightly lit venue one after another.
After everyone left, several senior executives of Clancia continued the subsequent discussions.
"How long will it take to mobilize the entire country now?" Loran Hill asked Pullman beside him.
"Our fastest estimate is a month, which is indeed a challenge."
"There are currently about 500,000 soldiers in active service, 300,000 of whom are elite soldiers who have participated in the battles against the West Wind. They have strong will and discipline and are our pride."
"Currently, there are about 1.2 million registered and trained reservists. If fully mobilized, we can train another 2 million reservists within six months."
"And if we were to engage in a protracted war with the enemy, a war of annihilation, we could only support a maximum of 5 million troops."
"However, this also means the most brutal war rationing. The entire population will be working hard to operate the war machine and produce all war-related equipment, such as armor, weapons, arrows, cannons, gunpowder, etc., and many elderly and weak people will be ruthlessly abandoned." Pullman said slowly.
"It's really scary."
After listening to this, Tolan sighed. He didn't know when that simple boy had become so resolute and decisive.
After listening to this, Loran Hill also sighed. If it really came to that, there would be nothing that could be done.
The mountains and rivers are like blood, and there are troops everywhere.
Unlike those short-sighted outsiders, everyone present here is very clear about the consequences if the country is destroyed.
Unlike the nobles of the past, the people simply had a new master. Once Clansia was destroyed, the existing justice system and everything brought by this national system would be wasted.
Millions of people across this land will once again be plunged into the oppressive darkness of the past. Capitalism is amoral; its sole purpose is profit. A nation controlled by a small group of vested interests will not treat its people as kindly as Clancy does.
In the Frost Rose and the Green Empire, the lower-class population is nothing more than renewable firewood, and they will not be so kind as to spit out what is on their plates.
This also means that the blood shed in the past was in vain, and all the current construction and efforts will eventually become someone else's wedding dress.
As the leaders who founded this country, they know all too well that everything today is hard-won, so even if resistance means the deaths of tens of thousands of people, they will not give up the fight.
“Only iron and fire can forge the backbone of a nation.”
"Teacher, this is what you once said." Pullman looked at the still young silver-haired girl.
"Only by winning this war can we gain the respect of the world and make the people of this country truly proud."
"And this will also forge the tenacious spirit of a nation or country." Loran Hill closed his eyes slightly and said so.
"Even if countless people blame and scold me then, I will not change my mind." Pullman continued to speak of his thoughts.
"Since the people have chosen us, we must uphold this trust to the end."
"Let this war that will overthrow the nation begin."
After finishing his words, Pullman slowly stood up, picked up the black helmet beside him, put it back on, and turned to leave the venue. His back was still as tall and resolute as it had been back then.
Outside the venue, the legion that had been waiting for a long time cheered like thunder.
The flags are fluttering, the cold front is like the sea, and it is like a magnificent scroll of a prosperous era.
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