Lin Silk was holding a teacup and standing in front of the window sill, and the sound of announcements came from behind him.

"The highest temperature in Central City today is 9 degrees, the lowest temperature is minus 3 degrees, sunny, northerly wind, air humidity is..."

Lin Silk silently watched the green plants growing leaves outside the window, which were constantly trembling with the wind.

The wind is a bit strong today.

A few seconds later.

The announcement was interrupted by a crash.

A silver figure fell on his window sill.

Azhaer landed on the stone railing on the roof of the window, knelt down slightly on one knee, and then slowly stood up, "Mr. Zhuxue, I came from Gubao."

The word "Gubao" made Lin Silk lower his eyes slightly.

He took a sip of tea and adjusted his glasses.

The light falls in the window and shines on the face of this gentle and handsome man. You can vaguely see a smile on this face.

Gubao Fortress is facing unprecedented "severe challenges", the rapid spread of mental toxins, and the imminent landing of the northern storm. The entire Central City has held emergency meetings for several days overnight, and learned that it is likely to use the rumored weapon.

The inland nobles were all worried about the "Firefire Plan".

At this time, I really shouldn’t laugh.

So Zhuxue immediately calmed down his expression and returned to his expressionless look.

He smiled a little, just because for more than ten years, the stubborn boy who wanted to see the fortress in his dreams had surrendered to him.

The soldiers came to block it, the water came and the soil came to cover it up, and all the people he sent out were clearly arranged by Lin Lin.

Finally, the day has come.

Through the meetings over the past few days, Zhuxue has coordinated with the nobles in Central City and decided to mobilize inland forces to go north for support. If Lin Lin continues to refuse to give in, he may "miss the opportunity" again.

It's good...this boy is not stubborn anymore.

"If I guess correctly, he should have written a letter..."

Lin Silk looked at Azhaer with a smile.

This is the tradition of the Lin family.

"yes."

Azhaer was a little surprised.

Zhuxue stretched out his palm, preparing to welcome his "victory".

Then there was a brief silence.

Azhaer touched his pocket awkwardly, took out a varnished envelope, and said slowly: "He only wrote one letter, and it was addressed to Her Majesty the Queen..."

The spring breeze was kind to Lin Silk, and his smile suddenly became frozen.

Only wrote one letter?

"Lord Zhuxue, when I came back this time, I came here specifically to deliver a message to Her Majesty the Queen." A'zha'er said sincerely: "It's just that Lin Lin still asked me to deliver the message. Now that the Gubao is in dire straits, he asks for your help.

, after that, he is willing to accept the dispatch of Central City."

Zhuxue snorted coldly, looking very unhappy.

Azhaer didn't say much. After taking the news, he turned over and jumped back as lightly as a cat, disappeared from the light and shadow of the window sill, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Lin Silk stood there for a long time, stroking the tea cup with her fingers, and the expression on her face slowly returned to calm.

This idiot.

How many years have passed, do you still remember the petty feud that was so big?

With such a huge trouble, wouldn't it be possible for me to hold down Central City's troops without giving me some advice?

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…

Azhaer left the residence of Grand Duke Zhuxue and soon came to the military area of ​​​​the Central City. The extraordinary people who guard the royal family are stationed here. It is the largest castle area in Beizhou, and the fiefdoms of several great dukes are comparable to it.

It pales in comparison, like a dim firefly meeting a bright moon. The emperors of Beizhou all lived here.

And now the person who takes over this place is the first "Queen" in Beizhou's history.

She overthrew the violent rule of the previous emperor of Beizhou, brought hope to the people of Beizhou, ended the long royal war, and united the efforts of all the legions on this continent.

Countless people praise her, respect her, and worship her from the bottom of their hearts. This is the woman with the greatest influence in the five continents. There is only one halo on her body but no shadow. Search for this queen in the [Deep Sea].

Without data pruning, the spontaneous evaluation words that can be searched are often "the greatest", "the most noble", and "the most sacred".

Historians who study the history of Beizhou often associate such bright and innocent evaluations with the past events of Her Majesty the Queen.

The last person with such influence and positive image came from Dongzhou.

It's just twenty years that have drowned that person's "glow".

People remember.

People also forget.

A long time ago, when Her Majesty the Queen was still young, she grew up under the protection of Gu Changzhi.

Maybe...this is one of the reasons why she grew up to be the empress.

There was silence in the castle where the Queen was, and the oil painting figures on both sides of the corridor who had been "living" for hundreds of years looked at each other in silence.

Except for the apostles, no one has the authority to enter this place at any time.

When you come here, you are often invited by the Queen.

In Beizhou, this is regarded as a great honor.

Azhaer moved all the way towards the location where the fire was detected in his heart, but before he climbed to the second floor, he was stopped by a figure.

"Her Majesty the Queen...does not want to see anyone else."

The figure's voice was gentle and powerful.

Azhar raised his head blankly.

"Lord Legion Commander..."

The woman standing on the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor was none other than the commander of the Survey Corps who had previously had a phone call with the Fort.

The legion commander's face was quite gentle, completely different from the voice over the communicator.

She has an oval face that is not so "resolute", and a pair of water-cut autumn boys, which reflects the light and is charming. She is a well-deserved classical beauty. It is a pity that as the iron-blooded figure who leads the Beizhou Army, such a face is not

Bonus points.

So she doesn't show up often.

Most of the time, he is in the Central City Military District, responsible for united front command and making big decisions.

Azhaer said in confusion: "I don't understand..."

She is His Majesty's [Apostle] and possesses an extremely precious ray of fire power. This ray of power allows His Majesty to transmit his spirit at any time. As long as he is in Beizhou, she can receive the instructions from the throne.

Every move she makes is under His Majesty's control.

In a sense, she is a thought and a shadow of His Majesty.

Anyone can be someone else, she will never be.

Take ten thousand steps back...

If you don't let yourself meet, why not directly convey the spirit?

The two looked at each other.

The legion commander explained softly: "Azha'er, you should know that His Majesty's mental state is very bad. The heart of the 'melting furnace' that supports the operation of the entire Beizhou is not underground, but here... She has been there during this period.

Try, try to revive the heart that supports this land. The second floor is filled with sealed objects and formations to block the terrifying 'power of fire'. If you insist on entering it, it is not a good thing."

The power of the apostles has the same origin as fire.

It is very likely that it will destroy the formation upstairs.

"I see."

Azhar sighed softly.

"I'm here to deliver a letter."

She took out the envelope with both hands and presented it, "Lord Commander, please pass this letter to Her Majesty the Queen."

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The world is quiet.

Under the envelope of the "Realm of Truth", there was no sound in Gu Shen's ears.
To be continued...