Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Adjutant Myron knelt here.

He buried his head on the ground, in the most humiliating gesture, without moving.

It seems to have become a frozen statue.

Forget the passage of time.

Until the sound of sonorous footsteps approached and came to him.

He slowly raised his head and saw a pair of steel boots. He raised his head, and in front of him, a human knight stood proudly, looking down at him with no smug expression on his face.

Only curious and puzzled.

The human in front of him said in Elvish language: "Elf, stand up."

Myron's lips trembled a little, he slowly moved his stiff body, leaned on the white flag with both hands, slowly straightened his knees, and stood up.

Cleveland didn't reach out to help, just watched.

Fighting, hitting, running, everything that happened tonight had a great impact on Adjutant Myron's body and mind. He was already exhausted, his body was shaky, his physical strength was lost a lot, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.

With his hands on the flagpole and his body, he murmured: "I, Myron Ickles, on behalf of the Wings of Wayne, offer to surrender unconditionally to you, and beg to meet with your supreme commander, I have important news to let you know, human, no matter what you do with me, but…”

Cleveland cut him off: "Why?"

Adjutant Myron looked at him blankly.

The knight said: "Why do you want to do this? Bow down and put down your dignity and arrogance. With what I know about elves, you would rather die than do such a thing. What is driving you to do such a thing? What happened? You can tell me everything directly."

Adjutant Myron was dumbfounded.

"I don't know either... what happened."

His voice was hollow, but at this moment, there was a tinge of life slowly.

"I'm just an ordinary adjutant in the Marine Corps, serving in the Royal Navy, assisting my officers, I made the wrong decision and gave up the last chance of victory to you, I am determined to return to the Rift Valley , I wanted to follow in the footsteps of the captain and the captain, but met their entrustment..."

"Dead town, mad beasts, the captain and serge's team were trapped, they couldn't get out, and they shot this arrow at me, ordering me to surrender to you..."

He slowly took the scroll out of his pocket and handed it to Cleveland.

The sound was like a dream.

"The time is short, the brothers who follow me are staying there to stop the crazy beasts, the ser has no time to tell me more information, he said let me give this thing to you, to humans, and pray to the gods, beg you Some of them can understand this thing."

"He said that the seal of the gods had leaked a little bit, and there was a small curtain gap in the rift. Not only did we find a way to block this small gap, but we also announced to all the races on the entire continent and alerted them. , the danger has not gone away, everything is in this scroll..."

"I don't understand, I don't know what's going on, really."

"I just know that I screwed everything up, and it might have been different if I had led all the people to find the captain instead of retaking the Wings of Wayne..."

"All I know is that the captain and the sergeant have entrusted their last hope to me, they have made a choice, they would rather surrender to humanity, they would rather shame the Royal Navy, they would rather abandon all their dignity and pride, and would rather sleep forever There, I'd rather choose... trust you."

"The message will also be forwarded and communicated."

"I only know that they made such a choice. Since this is the case, since it is a joint decision of the captain and the Sir, then I will definitely follow them. No matter what the cost, I will also complete their orders."

He speaks faster and faster.

His eyes became excited and frenzied.

After several blows today, I am afraid that the whole person is on the verge of collapse. Adjutant Myron shoved the scroll into the hands of the knight and murmured: "Do you understand what I mean? Human. The sergeant said that things in the rift must be To destroy, they choose to trust you, and you must trust them too, don't be driven by greed and suspicion, make wrong choices, do you understand what I mean? Do you understand what I mean?"

don't know.

Some are incomprehensible.

Without seeing it with my own eyes, just relying on the elf's topsy-turvy narration, I really don't understand.

But the soldiers can understand each other.

The elf's fanatical emotions are not fake, there are no lies and deceit, as long as pain and persistence, the knight stared at him and calmly said: "How to destroy it?"

A light flashed in Adjutant Myron's eyes.

He grabbed the knight's gauntlet firmly: "Wing of Wayne! The magic core of the Wing of Wayne! Drive the Wing of Wayne to force the beach and transport the magic core of the battleship to the island, It is the central pool of mana of the battleship. It is enough to cause a huge explosion in an unstable state, completely shattering the so-called veil loophole, the captain said so! Master Lacles knows how to do it, you let him do it !"

The knight was startled.

Then he smiled wryly.

Master Lacris... The one who can be called a master must be a powerful spellcaster.

That is, the magister who sits on the Wings of Wayne.

It's a pity... already dead, under Kant's bird.

When Myron saw him, his eyes went dark. He grabbed the knight's shoulder and roared: "Master is dead? He has no spellcasting ability here, and he has no threat to you. A powerful spellcaster, isn't it you? Dreaming of wanting to be captured? What have you all done!"

"What to do? What to do? What to do…"

He murmured to himself, like a madman, and then his eyes lit up: "There are other spellcasters! There are other spellcasters! Let them come to see me, and I will convince them! You have spellcasters on board, right? Quick? Click here! Bring the magic core up! Don't you believe me!"

Suddenly, the knight slashed his neck with a knife.

The elf rolled his eyes and fell softly into the knight's arms.

Cleveland put him on the ground and whispered, "You take a good rest."

He turned back to see the captain and Kant, who also landed on the island with the knights, just to stay at a distance for safety, so that the elves had other plans.

He explained to Kant and the captain: "What do you think?"

The captain frowned and said, "With all due respect, I am still skeptical. It is indeed reasonable that they want to detonate the so-called rift valley with the magic core, but if this is the case..."

In this case, the magic core will be completely scrapped.

The Wing of Wayne, but a main ship of the elf, is the master of the elf shipbuilding craftsmanship.

Bringing this warship back to the mainland is not only a supreme military exploit and honor, but also has great strategic value, which means that Goethe can reversely analyze a large amount of intelligence of the Elf Navy, especially the magic core, which is invaluable...even , if it were traded secretly to the Empire...

—After all, the purpose of their trip was to go to the Empire for help.

The importance of the magic core is self-evident.

The elf's communication suggestion was to use it to blow up the so-called "curtain loophole", not to mention what the thing was, just looking at this motive, it seemed to have a conspiracy flavor.

If this is the conspiracy of the elves, to use the hands of the Goethes to destroy the magic core...

"We have to consider this possibility," said the captain.

Cleveland looked at Kant: "Kant, you arranged the bait trap in the Rift Valley. Have you seen the things the elves said?"

Kant looked dazed and a little scared at this time.

"No, after walking for a while, I sensed that there were a lot of terrible things ahead. Brother Pingtou, they didn't let me continue, so I made a wall there with the chipped stones. I set up some traps, and other arrangements, in order to let the elves help me find out what's inside, I didn't expect..."

His tone was a little complicated.

If what the elf said was true, he had to be impressed by these pointed ears. When he discovered a huge crisis, he showed due responsibility, and even bowed his head to the mortal enemy, but also sent out precious information... As a bystander, this kind of Behavior is heroic.

Unexpectedly, these elves are also quite manly.

Cleveland asked again: "What do you think we should do? Trust them?"

Kant was surprised, and then said: "I don't know anything about your side, neither the elves nor Goethe, so I don't know."

The knight smiled: "It's like this, this time the situation is critical, we originally wanted to wipe out the entire army, thanks to Kant's help, we not only turned defeat into victory, but also captured an elf capital ship, according to the Goethe people's war rules, this ship The Wing of Wayne should be owned by you, that is to say, you have the right to dispose of this battleship, even if we want to detonate the magic core, we must obtain your consent..."

"…"

Kant was lost in thought.

The core of the magic guide is very awesome when you hear it.

His current thoughts on magic items are - can they be decomposed? Can it be extracted?

In particular, the so-called core of the warship's magic guide - if you use the fantasy elements of the earth's white fog to enchant the building, can you make a ship spirit?

So, I can't make up my mind for a while.

There really is a black beast nest in the rift valley, and it must be destroyed, but whether to destroy it with the precious magic core, you have to think about it. I can't come up with a big news, and I thought of a few ideas, but none of them seem to work.

He suddenly thought of something: "He gave you a scroll?"

"Yes." The knight handed the scroll over with anticipation, "Can you understand?"

Kant took it, looked at it, and was stunned.

This text, he recognized.

But don't know.

Not the words of the earth.

that altar.

That altar with the words of light written all over it... that's the language used.

He glanced at it a few times, but had no clue, and tried to extract the corners again. It was still a huge and complicated stream of elements. In the end, he handed this thing back to Cleveland: "I don't understand."

Cleveland was a little disappointed: "I will show it to Your Highness at that time. The princess has read a lot of books and is very knowledgeable. Maybe she can understand the words on it..."

Kant also nodded: "Since I can't make up my mind for a while, let Tina take a look at this. In addition, we have to make arrangements to guard the rift, so as not to..."

Just then, his shoulders sank.

Turning his head, he saw the kangaroo standing in front of him with serious eyes.

Pigeons, marmots, wolverines, and gorillas were all looking at him.

Except for the parrot...the parrot stayed on the Wings of Wayne, mysteriously.

During the previous conversation, the animals ran aside, not knowing what they were discussing. Now, the kangaroo patted Kant on the shoulder, then turned his head and gestured to the Wings of Wayne.

Kant said: "It must be done? Is there a way to do it?"

The kangaroo nodded twice in a row.

Kant thought for a while, then nodded: "Then do it."

So the pigeon first fluttered to the Wings of Wayne, still clutching the handheld camera.

The camera is always on.

Cleveland and the captain didn't react for a while. Seeing the animals pushing a boat into the sea, the knight asked, "Wait... Kant, what's going on? Have you decided?"

"Ah, yes, after all, they never suggested me what to do before this."

Kant followed to the ship: "And now they say... it's okay to go."

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PS1: The second update... Ah, six thousand words today.

PS2: Tomorrow, the APP's posts and comments will resume, and the book review area seems to have to wait for a while. Ah, anyway, one thing to be happy about, do you want to vote to celebrate? More tomorrow. Didn't I say before that the third shift was not fulfilled? will make up.