The red light melted everything, and with it came a violent shock wave. Even though Perlis was already far away from the Charon Special Zone, she was almost knocked to the ground by the shock wave. With the Charon Special Zone as the atomic bomb, the entire plain was ravaged by this strong shock wave, and countless trees were uprooted, mixed with the melted fragments of the Charon Iron Curtain, turning the plain into a mess. "This is..." Perlis stared at everything in front of her in a daze. She looked at the beam of light that was like a giant sword piercing the sky and earth, connecting the Tower of Babel and the Charon Special Zone, "Tower of Babel..." Having lived in the Akademi Federation for many years, even though Perlis had looked up at the legendary Tower of Babel from close range countless times, this was the first time she saw the destructive power of the Tower of Babel, just like countless other people. In an instant, all the doubts in my heart were solved. Why was Academi able to defeat the four-nation coalition during the Academy War? Why was the Tower of Babel in the dark nursery rhyme so dark and terrifying? Why did Aleph start this rebellion? The terrifying power of the Tower of Babel has long been faded over the years, and the false peace has lasted too long. Academi's transport planes and troops had already evacuated. Perlis had turned off the radio in her ears early and completely disappeared from the sight of the Academi Federation. Was Aleph telling the truth? Was she just a pawn being manipulated by Academi? After countless strong emotions burned away the doubts in her heart, Perlis had only one goal left, which was to unravel all this. Whether it is Ivar or Academi, they all have a score to settle. The lies in the icy rain require an explanation. When the smoke cleared, the plains in front of them had become a scorched earth, just like every piece of land swept by the Tower of Babel. The Charon District had turned into ashes, along with all the warriors who had started the Charon Revolution.
Under the Tower of Babel, all are equal. Perlis clenched her trembling hands, closed her eyes, and forced herself to take a deep breath, trying to stabilize her breathing. Now is not the time to panic, you must stay calm. Perlis turned around and saw the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain looming in front of her, with one peak upon another, blocking out the sky and the sun. On the northernmost horizon of the continent, the Thebite Alliance was quietly waiting for her. Go to Loton, find Ivar, and confront him outside the Federation. This will be the beginning of everything. Perlis slowly opened her eyes, steadied her slightly trembling legs, and took firm steps forward. ...END... 2) Rain, fog, Dumb Shrouded in mist and rain, Loton is almost shielded from sunlight by the shadow of the Wanren Mountain. This lifeless and gloomy atmosphere lasts almost from the moment the dawn breaks until the broken moon rises into the sky. The drizzle hits the ancient streets, and the dim lights dimly embellish this rainy night against the backdrop of fog and rain. The moonlight that flickers in the clouds shines through the mist onto the towering clock tower, casting a faint glow on the city's outline. The rainy night in Loton is peaceful. This small ancient city sits quietly on the edge of the Thebite Alliance. In the dark night here, nothing can be heard except the sound of light rain. But tonight, there seems to be a discordant variation in the main melody of this quiet rainy night. The cat on the street corner was the first to notice something was wrong. It raised its head and looked towards the end of the mist. In that street corner that was made extremely hazy by the mist, it seemed as if something was moving... "Get lost!" Accompanied by lazy scolding, a can was kicked next to the innocent cat. It was startled and then ran away into the alley nearby. A little light shone through the mist, and two figures walked out of the mist. The one in the lead was holding a lantern, and he was carefully scanning the street with the weak light. The one following behind him looked like a carefree ruffian, and he looked like the kind of person who would scare cats away! "Hey, Vans, this isn't much fun, why don't you go back early." Hearing this, the boy called Vans turned his head impatiently and looked at his slovenly accomplice.
"We're here to patrol the neighborhood, not to scare away cats and kittens. Have you forgotten?" "What do you mean by patrol? Do you really think the investigators from Thebite would come to Lorton to look for someone? This is such a deserted city..." Jack put his hands behind his head and walked nonchalantly with Vance on the deserted streets. Vance ignored his companions and continued to sweep the ancient streets of Lorton. The buildings on both sides of the street looked quite old, and although they were not shabby, they obviously did not look well maintained. Jack looked at Vance's serious and nervous expression and sighed helplessly. "The Second Young Master has to go out on patrol in the middle of the night. The Monarch family is completely finished." Hearing this, Vance turned his head in anger and stared at his companion fiercely: "If you don't want to follow me, just go back. Don't keep talking nonsense here. Are you annoying?" After saying that, Vans quickened his pace without looking back and walked forward angrily. "Wow, Master, don't be angry, I was just joking..." Jack sighed, looked at the grumpy young master in front of him, and followed him helplessly. The rainy night in Loton was still quiet and dark. In the past, Loton, as the trade hub of Thebite, was always filled with caravans from the Kingdom of E-Tran, which made Loton somewhat lively during the day. But at night, this city, which was always shrouded in the shadow of the Wanren Mountain, would reveal its true form, becoming empty and dark. However, having lived in this city for so long, Vans had long been accustomed to the humid air and the incessant drizzle, and he was not affected by the depressing atmosphere at all. The two walked slowly on the street. Vans no longer paid attention to his carefree companion behind him, but stared nervously at the end of the mist, as if he was afraid that something would jump out and eat him. Walking in the drizzle and mist, people will gradually lose their sense of time. The sound of rain hitting the ground seems to have some kind of magic, making everyone walking in it immersed in this rainy night. I don't know how long I walked, but when Vance shone the lantern towards another street corner, Jack behind him suddenly shouted in surprise: "Hey, Second Young Master, there seems to be a young lady over there!" "Stop it... Where did this young lady come from so late at night..." Vans, who was used to his companions' behavior, didn't even turn his head and continued to sweep the street. "No, no, that's definitely...Wow, her hair is white!" "White hair? You mean she's an old woman?" Vans curled his lips and smiled disdainfully. It was late at night, and there was no old woman walking outside. "Is she still leaning on a cane?" "No, no! Wow, look at her legs. She's wearing black stockings!" Black silk?! Fan's blood immediately surged, and he turned his head sharply: "Where!" Although he only caught a glimpse, Vans just happened to see a strand of white hair disappearing into the alleyway across the street. "Oh, she's gone," Jack waved his hand helplessly at Vance, "Okay, let's continue searching the streets, Second Master, it's just a..." "She...she might be the investigator of Thebeth! Right!" Vans' voice suddenly rose a few degrees, "We should go and take a look!" "That's not right... Are you greedy for others..." "Shut up! Follow me! You've been asking for fun!" Vance blocked Jack's mouth without questioning, crossed the street with the lantern in hand, and walked towards the alley entrance. Jack sighed helplessly and followed. The drizzle fell on the eaves at the entrance of the alley, gathering some water and then dripping "crackling" at the entrance of the alley. Vance walked slowly to the entrance of the alley, and his mind was surrounded by an inexplicable sense of uneasiness. On this rainy night, almost every resident of Lorton had to lock himself in his house. Who could this girl wandering on the street in the middle of the night be?
With a hint of doubt and excitement, Vans slowly shone the lantern in his hand into the small box to find out what was inside. no one. "Huh? What happened...she did walk in just now..." Vans looked at the dark alley. The alley was not very deep. Even the light in Vans' hand, which was not very bright, could easily illuminate the end of the alley. However, the fact in front of Vans was that there was indeed no one. Could this be a ghost? Ten thousand urban legends about Lorton suddenly popped up in Vans' mind, frightening him. However, he quickly calmed down and decided to clear all ghost stories from his mind. "Hey..Jack, you just saw her too, right?" Vans continued to look at the alley and asked without turning his head, but the companion behind him who had been talking nonstop was completely silent at this moment. "Jack?" A sense of foreboding flashed through Vance's mind. In an instant, he suddenly realized something and turned his head sharply. "Shhh." A sharp blade flashing red light was pressed against Vans' throat. A ray of moonlight rarely penetrated the clouds and shone on the girl in front of Vans. Her long pure white hair was dotted with raindrops, and dimly reflected the moonlight in the mist. What made Vans' eyes widen the most was the girl's blood-red eyes. "I want to find someone." Perlis Havrgard's expression was the same as usual, indifferent with a hint of cute childishness, but in Vans' eyes, this ghost wandering silently in the rainy night could not be specifically associated with the word "cute". "Take me to find your manager." Vance looked behind Perlis and saw Jack lying on the ground unconscious, completely unconscious. "Okay...Okay..." Vans raised his head and looked up at the broken moon, which seemed to be willing to occasionally cast a glance at Lotton because of the appearance of the girl. It seems that tonight is indeed not a peaceful rainy night. ...... On the clock tower, a figure hidden behind the mist put away the telescope in his hand, slowly stood up, and picked up the walkie-talkie. "The target has entered the area, report to the Angel." "receive." ...... 2) Rainy Night, Mist, Idiot Prince (Part 2) According to the tradition of Lorton, the tavern on rainy nights is always noisy. In the small space away from the rain, there will always be a few core figures, surrounded by a group of people, bragging loudly in the brightest light. They clink the moldy wooden wine glasses in their hands, and then pour beer into their stomachs in the hot atmosphere. However, this pub seems a little different... "So...how long can our family's wealth last?" There were indeed a lot of people gathered around the wooden table, but it seemed that no one dared to speak except the noble-looking man in the middle.
Pace looked around the table. Most of them were dressed like gangsters. Only a few of them knew how to dress like civilized people. This made him sigh with great headache. His subordinates looked like this. It seemed that his family was really doomed... "It's okay, just tell me... I can accept it..." Pace waved his hands dejectedly, ready to accept the cruel reality. At the table, the girl holding the account book was counting the numbers on it. When she heard that Pace insisted on hearing her report, she spoke shyly: "Young master... because of the search warrant from Thebit, the number of completed orders at the tavern in the past three days has dropped to single digits..." Pace's face turned a little purple, he coughed twice and took a sip of wine. "Any other bad news?" "Also... because of the rebellion in the Charon Special Zone some time ago, the itineraries of the I-Tran Kingdom's caravans have basically been postponed..." The old butler who was in charge of trade lowered his head and coughed lightly, his old face looking embarrassed. "The raw materials and customers are stuck at the border. It will take at least two months for them to arrive..." Two... two months...? Wouldn't it be true that people would starve to death in two months? "How long can we last with what we have now?" Pace turned to the girl who was managing the account books. "About a month, little master." Pace sighed deeply. Well, to be honest, the current situation is not optimistic. The search warrant of Thebite has caused most of the residents of Loton to stay at home at night, and the aftermath of Charon's rebellion has caused those alcoholic merchants to be stuck outside Loton. Is the probability of such a coincidence that makes the tavern almost bankrupt similar to the probability of being struck by lightning? However, as the head of the oldest family in Thebite, the Monarch family, Pace will not give up easily! ! "Ahem, it looks like we need to start a delivery order service," Pace stood up, his face turning a little purple, "It looks like we... need to do door-to-door sales?" "Young Master! The Monarch family is an ancient noble family of Thebeth! How can you condescend to do such a thing!" The old butler stood up excitedly, as if insulted, "Our ancestors said... our wine is top quality... If we can't sell it, we will make it ourselves..." "Drinking won't keep so many people going for another half a month, old man. Bread will do." Pace interrupted the old butler mercilessly. He made up his mind and slammed his hands on the table. "I've made up my mind. Let's do it." “Yes…” “Okay…” “Got it…” The old butler sat down tremblingly, muttering sentences like "honor..." and "what would the ancestors think..." The others began to arrange the division of labor, preparing to execute the order just given by the young master. Amid the hustle and bustle, Pace slumped listlessly on the table. He recalled the days when his family still lived in the manor on Wanren Mountain. He would pay any price if he could warm himself by the fireplace again. The drizzle hit the window. Pace looked out of the window. Through the raindrops that kept drawing streaks on the window, he saw the Wanren Mountain that covered most of the sky of Loton. He never liked this mountain. Even though the Thebits worshiped this mountain as some kind of god, he really felt that this mountain composed of countless irregular needle-shaped cliffs was disgusting. In a trance, Pess recalled his childhood life in the mountains, the little girl chasing him on the snow-covered icy lake... "Brother...when will you come back?..." The echoes of the past crossed the dimension of time and reached Pace's ears. Eh? Wait... Pace suddenly woke up and remembered that he was a big brother. Why didn't his little brother come back yet? ? "Everyone, have you seen Vans?" Pace stood up in a panic, "Is the patrol not over yet?" "Morning...it's over early...most everyone is back..." The patrolman sitting at the table near the door stuck his head out, with rain still on his hair.
Damn... I actually forgot about my brother. I am too unreliable. Pace held his forehead with one hand while thinking about countermeasures. The search warrant of Thebite was ostensibly to prevent foreigners from sneaking into Loton from the chaos behind the Charon Special Zone, but in fact it contained many elements targeting the Monarch family. If his brother was captured by the Thebites while on patrol, he would probably not have a good ending... We must send someone to find him before the inquisitors from Thebite do. Pace came to a conclusion, and he glanced at the people in the tavern, ready to speak: "us..." "Oh!" The door of the tavern was smashed open, and the next second, Jack and Vance were thrown in, lying unconscious on the ground.
