Roland is sitting in the office and listening to the information sent back from the front.

"Silver... oh... Light City has put down the suspension bridge... oh... we are... entering the church... oh..."

"Know it, pay attention to safety." The nightingale replied.

"It seems that this is the limit distance," Roland spread the map and put a circle in the position of Silver City. "If you want to directly contact the East and North, you must set up a transfer station here."

Since he has listened to the prints, he has been addicted to this feeling of knowing what is happening in the distance. The high-speed exchange of information makes him seem to return to the previous era. At this moment, he is sitting in the command hall, monitoring the whole Every step of the combat situation develops.

It is a pity that listening to the inscriptions is not infinitely spread. Just as the tracking marks are beyond a certain range, their pointing ability will be greatly weakened. The two pieces of magic stone are too far apart, and the sound is difficult to ensure clarity and stability. It seems that at least one transfer is required to release the order without the winter city to the whole country.

"And the number of prints is not enough," the night smashed a dried fish. "You only made four pairs in total. It was half used for tooth extraction. It is not easy to catch another devil."

This problem does exist. The print can only spread the sound in one direction. If you want to achieve the effect of instant communication, the witch needs at least two groups.

However, it is extremely efficient compared to flight courier or manpower delivery.

Of course, the imprint is not impossible to improve.

According to Ai Gesha, its quality depends on the magical intensity of the blood of the fusion. For example, Anna's listening notes are printed, and the communication effect is better. If the blood of the high-level devil is added, maybe a group can be Cover the entire Grey Fort Kingdom.

"Oh... something is wrong... wait..."

Hilvi’s intermittent voice rang again, and the words made the two people in front of the table suddenly refreshed.

“Is there a pure person?” The nightingale swallowed the dried fish. “Is it still a magical black hole?”

The former is okay to say that it is possible to directly locate the fire, and the latter has two possibilities - one is to wear the gods of the gods, and the other is the gods who are not afraid of magic.

"No... oh... I didn't see the stone... reaction..."

"There is no **** stone?" Roland frowned.

"No...what is in the church...nothing..." The voice paused for a moment. "We...goed in...oh...the basement is empty..."

The two face each other, the church is... escaped?

"This is not impossible," Roland said after a while. "I was too cautious."

No one in the king can stop the pace of the First Army, and the nobles are not willing to take the initiative to hit the gun, but it does not mean that the grass among them will not secretly report to the church - the latter can never win. It is also normal to evacuate the city with supplies. Different from the Dragon Monument, the aristocrats who have not been devastated by the disaster are likely to watch the looting. They are estimated to be in the churches of other cities shortly after the attack on Chishui City. The pigeon of the **** of punishment.

If you split the army from the beginning and send three teams to attack the three cities, you might be able to wipe them out.

"You can't say that," the nightingale handed a piece of dried fish to Roland's mouth. "After all, it is only one of the Sylvies who can see the enemy ambush. In case of a difficult pure person, the scattered army is likely to be hit hard. Caution also has the benefit of caution."

Roland sneaked a little and bit the fish. "You are quite comforting now."

"Oh," she smiled slyly. "How, is the mood better? If you are still not happy, I will help you to press your shoulders down again - Wendy taught me a technique that is said to be very comfortable. ”

"Wenty even this city?"

"She will have more things," said the nightingale, raising her eyebrows. "A total of helpers will travel all the way. When they are suffering, they rely on her to stabilize the team. Otherwise, I will hurry everyone with Hakkara's temper. Run. No one is better than her in taking care of her sister."

Luo Lan groped for the chin. At present, there is no government affairs to be dealt with at the moment. The first army has successfully entered the Silver City. It is better to relax and take a nap.

When he was just ready to go down, the magic stone in his nostalgic voice made another noise.

The sound of this time is very clear, just like shouting in my ear.

"Here is lightning, repeat, here is lightning, hear please answer!"

There are not many entertainment activities for witches, so Roland occasionally tells novel stories in nature classes. In addition to improving their interest in learning, they can also increase their knowledge. Since listening to him telling the story of the pilot conquering the sky, lightning I immediately liked this unusual way of talking.

However, in Roland's ear, such a dialogue was very embarrassing. After the nightingale activated another group of magic stones, he coughed twice. "Hey, you said, I can hear it."

"The red fog behind the snowy mountains has disappeared... No, it is disappearing!"

"What?" the two asked at the same time, "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed, McMillan is also there, you can ask her!"

"The fog has indeed faded a lot!"

"No, you should first say that this is McMug and then report the content..."

“Hey?”

"Where are you now? Don't get too close to the Devil's Camp, come back quickly," Roland was afraid that the little girl's expedition would break out and fly directly into the camp to investigate. If it led to a high-level devil, it would be finished.

"Lightning understand!" Fortunately, she quickly gave a reply.

"Go and find Aisha," Roland said to the nightingale. "Maybe she only knows what is going on."

Since the killing of the demon, he has been paying attention to the movement behind the snow-capped mountains. The coal-carrying fleet heading for the source of Chishui is divided into four or five ships. Each group of escorts has an animal messenger in their hands. In addition, the practice range of lightning and wheat stubble is also set in the snow mountain to the hidden forest, targeting the sudden attack of the devil.

As a result, the devil did not only retaliate, even the red mist began to dissipate?

Ai Gesha soon came to the office, but after listening to the lightning report, she was also puzzled. "There is very little opportunity for the federation to approach the rear camp of the devil, so I have never heard of a similar situation, even in In the decades-long wars, they have not seen their actions of retreating."

"In this case, let's continue to observe," Roland finally decided. "Perhaps the red fog is only weakened for a while, and it is better to be cautious."

He does not want to break any witch at this time.

Five days later, lightning came to the news that the red fog behind the snow-capped mountains had completely disappeared.