Chapter 314: 2nd Turing
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Demon Lord
- Deathwing Neltharion
- 1915 characters
- 2021-03-01 03:42:11
April 12, Hollier City.
Through the severe winter, the condition of the Duke of Angmar finally eased. The old man who could only have wrapped a blanket in front of the fireplace at this time was finally able to walk outdoors and breathe the breath of this so-called "recovery of all things."
But for the old man, this may be the last time he felt spring.
The news of Roddy's "annihilation" is still widely circulated in the territory, but the Duke of Angmar is very clear. After the new year, the soldiers who went to the foot of the mountain quietly returned the news: there was no body at all under the avalanche. .
Then a secret letter came from the Sora sentry post: Roddy's troops were intact, they participated in the battle against the orcs, and they had gone to Elson to prepare for a deadly battle with the dead Bellom's troops.
This should have been an exhilarating good, but in the three months since then, the Duke of Angmar has not received any news about Roddy, as if he was steaming on the earth.
Didn't he ... ever hit Belum after all?
Information about Belom has gradually been collected and made public: "Frost Baron", one of Augustin's best fighting and most powerful death knights, for the Karen Kingdom, this is almost a horror role for children And Roddy ...
"Master, tax statistics have been completed."
The voice of John's housekeeper interrupted the Duke's thoughts. The afternoon sun was sprinkled in the back garden of the Duke's Mansion, and the neatly planted trees and flowers were pleasing to the eye. However, the Duke of Angmar had no intention to observe. So fast? I'm afraid the harvest is the worst of all years? "
This question made John a little hesitant. He wanted to say yes, but didn't dare ... But no, but Angmar guessed exactly: the tax situation this spring was extremely optimistic, even only half the level of previous years.
Since the duke's sudden decision to support the border forces last year, the territory's otherwise justified fiscal revenue immediately fell into tension. The war has always burned money, even if it is only in the "preparatory" stage, the manpower and material resources it consumes are far beyond imagination-so go on, let alone continue to support the border, I am afraid that the Duke's House will soon be unable to operate normally. Up
"This year's taxes are probably ... only 50% of the previous years."
John Butler tells the truth, this kind of things can't be concealed. But the voice fell, but the present duke did not show any expression, just nodded slowly, silent for a moment, and asked, "Are there looting bandits?"
"It does, but the information returned by the Wellington Cavaliers says that they have been under siege, and the reply from the Titus Knights has not yet arrived."
This is the second thing that makes the duke depressed ... Taxes cannot be collected, and some villages are always looted by bandits. As a result, the financial situation has worsened, and they must also supply several knights to kill the bandits. The sale was a little big, which made the Duke quite unbearable.
He rubbed his eyebrows and asked: "No news from Sora Post?"
Seeing John shaking his head, he sighed, he was a little interested, and waved his hand: "Say something else, is there any good news?"
"There is one," John Butler thought for a moment, and whispered, "Captain Roddy had set a plan on the trade of the Wood Elf Village before leaving, and now the first batch of fruit wine has been sold in various cities in the territory. Sky-high prices and amazing sales. The profits ... are higher than all previous wines. "
In such an era, "wine" was basically monopolized by the aristocracy. The cheap ale in the tavern did not look better than horse urine to the aristocracy. Really expensive fruit wines could not be sold by ordinary people. The wine was not unexpected, and the sale made an unimaginable return within two months.
"If this supply chain can be done well, its profits can even fill the tax gap, but ..." John Butler glanced at the Duke of Angmar, and did not say something, but everyone knows: Roddie has no message. After a few months, I am afraid that it has encountered unexpected events. If the duke took it away, no one would stand up against it.
"I'll hold on to what he should leave."
Angmar waved her hand without touching it.
"Yes, sir." John bowed his head, then added with some worry: "The nobles seem to be tracing the source of the wine. I don't think it will take long for someone to get the attention of the wood elves."
"Notify Wellington that there are people who dare to do something with the wood elves, let alone kill them."
The Duke of Angmar narrowed his eyes slightly and waved his hands eagerly. "Come on, let me be quiet."
He exhaled, and instead took out the letter that Bishop Rubens wrote to himself three months ago ... looking down at the words above, the old father was full of worries—
"Destroy the heathen ... Sally, don't do stupid things."
The warm wind blew in from outside the window, the delicate curtain floated slightly, and the air of flowers flew across Camilla's face. After taking an unconscious deep breath, she slowly opened her eyes.
This is the most peaceful sleep of Camilla for a long time. There are no nightmares, no surprises, no physical discomfort, but a kind of energy to recover after the recovery.
But ... where is this?
Long eyelashes fluttered a little, Camilla looked at the wooden ceiling full of hollow carvings in front of her eyes, and the silent memories in her mind were stirred suddenly--
City walls ... Spar ... Escape ...
Every scene flashed, Camilla recalled the last fragment in the memory: at the moment when he wanted to cross the city wall and was hit hard, countless huge runes flashed out of the sky.
What it is?
Camilla suddenly got up, and now she was wearing the red robe that Roddy gave her—she was startled and looked to the left and right, but now she was the bedroom where she had changed clothes.
How did I get back?
After the coma, the memory was completely blank, no matter how Camilla remembered, her mind was always chaotic ... Holding her finger slightly, she realized the powerful arcane power of her fingertips, exhaled slightly, and then she made another escape. Prepare here.
Standing up to the window, she closed her eyes slightly.
The sense of perseverance reappeared, and everything around him came to mind: soldiers patrolling not far away, Soderlor who was looking at the map in another mansion, and Akasha who flipped books in the room on the second floor ,but…
What about Roddy?
"Well."
Camilla was startled by the sudden knock on the wooden door. She instinctively raised her hands to condense the elements and was ready to attack. However, when the wooden door slowly opened and Rodi appeared in the field of vision, the elements in Camilla's palms trembled suddenly, and then "cracked" and died No trace ...
Her lips were tight, and after all, she couldn't attack her hard.
Roddy noticed this, somehow inexplicably warm in his heart, but the two were still facing each other at this time, so he had to maintain an indifferent expression, pushed the door into the house with a very aggressive attitude, and looked up at that. The elegant and exquisite high-elf wooden chair sat straight down.
"Do you have time to talk now?"
Camilla didn't move, and even if she felt owed in her heart, it didn't mean she would be subdued. Camilla has the same strength in her bones, so she is not weak, and looks down at Roddy, frowning: "I have reasons for doing these things, nothing to talk about."
She did not compromise.
Roddy looked at her that way, Camilla's expression was so similar to Nefi in her memory, and she touched the hidden emotional thoughts that were hidden in his heart ... but this emotion was quickly suppressed. He knew very well that he was not being reasonable now.
His fingers hit the handrail regularly, and he slowly said, "You should also be aware, now you can feel everything in this city, and have the power that you have never experienced before-right?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he grasped the initiative of the conversation. Camilla secretly had a bad feeling in his heart, but immediately shook his head: "Kadgar left something on the top of the tower that should have been given to you, but by coincidence I was Yes, so it ’s not uncommon for me to become stronger. Speaking of it ... I should also say sorry to you. "
Sorry, Camilla turned the topic in disguise.
But Roddy didn't eat this set at all. He leaned forward slightly and narrowed his eyes. "Do you know what Turing was before it got out of control? It's Elson's 'center, the guardian of this city.'"
"It controls all the defense systems of the city, and its power is with the city."
"And now ... it's gone, Elson's defense system has lost its guardian-I don't know why, but I have reason to believe that you ... have become the second Turing"
The second Turing.
Camilla's heart suddenly missed a half-beat, and she took a step back uncontrollably, but was confused and weakly argued: "Impossible ... you are talking nonsense"
Roddy shook his head and stood up, but this time he looked down at Camilla, who was already a bit lost, and whispered, "Why didn't I stop you at the wall? Because 'Guardian, I can never leave this. I do n’t have to do anything in this city and you ca n’t go out.
"Guardians will be imprisoned in this city forever, do you understand?"
Although these words are cruel, in order for Camilla to recognize the situation, Roddy spoke it word by word-
"You, Camilla, can't leave here anymore"
"Your task is impossible to complete. For the people behind you, you have lost the last use value, understand?"
These words were like a bucket of ice water that poured Camilla coldly.
Her lips were tight, she couldn't speak when she wanted to speak, and there were countless elements condensed in her clasped hands-reminiscent of the encounters in Pashare's Tower, Camilla had to admit ...
Roddy's words are true
If he is really imprisoned here, the task of the "holy congregation" can no longer be completed, then what should Nafi do? Will she ...
Camilla can't think about it anymore, and the cruel reality uttered by Roddy has made her completely unsettled-Neffi is the whole motivation for her life.
She took a deep breath, holding back the panic and helplessness in her heart, her voice trembling, "What evidence do you have to prove it?"
Roddy didn't answer her immediately, but sighed and sat back in the chair, while whispering to Camilla: "Sit down ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is he ordering himself? Is he crazy?
As soon as the thought came to mind, Camilla found herself sitting uncontrollably on the bed behind her ...
"Why ... this is--"
She was so horrified that she wanted to get up, but her body was out of control.
"I am the owner of the city of Elson. According to Khadgar's original design of the French matrix ... I have absolute control over the‘ defense system, ’the‘ hub ’.
He sighed again, but his voice calmed down: "So-if I want to stay with you, just a word is enough."
Camilla wanted to ask something back, but then he froze in place because of Roddy's seemingly plain words, and for a long time failed to speak.