The most dangerous and fiercest battle ever in human history has ended, but for this "war" itself, the ending is still a long and cautious process.

In the front command post of Winter Wolf Castle, Gao Wen, Philip, Maryland, Saldrin and Amber were sitting at a long table. The magic net terminal on the table was flashing with a shimmer. The topographic map of the entire Winter Wolf Castle area was projected in the air above the table, and many other holographic projections presented the situation of various troops within the region and the pictures from Cecil City.

"In the past few hours, we have three troops passed by the Tifeng people. Although there has been no conflict at present, considering that some front-line soldiers and the rear communication is not smooth, some legions on Tifeng have been disbanded, and many small corps are in a state of loss of contact and control. I suggest that the soldiers entering the eastern side of the belt plain be withdrawn to the middle of the plain," said Philip. "The Knights and the Mages of the Tifeng people have begun to resume operations, and many areas are gradually blocking. There is no need for the search troops to continue to operate in the Winter Fort control area."

"Hey—" Amber on the side couldn't help but sigh, "After fighting with the God of War, I had an illusion, thinking that everything in this war was settled... I almost forgot that this is actually the 'battlefield' between us and the Tifeng people..."

"It's not just that you have such an illusion, we have more or less feeling this way. After all... that's the God of War. We just fought a head-on battle with the God," Maryland smiled bitterly and spread his hands. "And I believe that Tifeng's side is even more chaotic than us-I hope they can fully restore their command system to normal as soon as possible. There are too many small troops on the battlefield that have been broken, all of which are magic crystal bombs that can be detonated at any time."

What Maryland is talking about is the complex situation that both the front-line troops of Tifon and Cecil are facing now: the battle is over, but the remaining fire of this "war" has not been safely extinguished. Although the top leaders of both sides know the real situation, reach a certain tacit understanding, and have issued a temporary ceasefire order, it takes some time for the overly chaotic post-war situation to make the orders of both sides take effect. During this period, a large number of combat troops that have lost contact with the rear are still waiting for orders on this scorched earth. The search forces of both sides are moving on this broken line of defense, looking for their respective lost troops or battlefield resources. In a sense, this is more tense than the war itself.

"Phillip was right," Gao Wen broke the silence. "What reply is there in the Winter Castle?"

"We have established a temporary communication line with Tifen," Saldrin said, "from the War Citizen, which stayed on the edge of the war zone, as a temporary magic network hub, some of the steel ambassadors who can still operate enter the Tifen controlled area as a "messenger". Now they can finally convey messages to the Winter Fort. The Tifen people are also willing to withdraw some troops to their garrisons, and divide some of the war zone cross-belts into 'buffer areas', allowing only medical and search and rescue troops from both sides to enter. However, they hope that we will retreat one after another, and at least let the mechanical troops of the First and Second Regiments retreat first."

"Ah?" Amber immediately muttered subconsciously, "Why do we have to go back first..."

"Because our two tank regiments have already arrived at the foot of the Tifeng people - they drove in directly," Maryland said with a little embarrassed expression. "The situation in the final stage is too chaotic... Fortunately, the fight has not started yet."

Amber: “…ah, oh…”

"We can withdraw from the guard circle of the Winter Fortress Group - this is a reasonable request from the other party," Gao Wen opened his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere on the field. "The ground forces contracted, but several long-range artillery positions set in the middle of the plain must be temporarily retained - Rosetta may be a trustworthy monarch, but now this chaotic battlefield is not very safe. We must retain the ability to provide cover for search and rescue troops entering the war zone."

"I understand, I will make arrangements," Philip nodded, and then asked again, "Then about the team entering the military buffer..."

"Medical and search and rescue troops..." Gao Wen thought for a while and made arrangements casually, "Let the two battle groups of Iron Holy Power and Blood Holy Light enter. They are more experienced in dealing with battlefield search and rescue missions."

This arrangement is reasonable, but Maryland on the side couldn't help but look a little embarrassed. He thought of the "Holy Warhammer-II" heavy tanks that the priests and nuns loved and the large burners used to clean the battlefield, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, is it possible that these two battle groups will cause misunderstandings? Their style..."

"They are the ones that suit them - and to be honest, aren't all the pastors here in this style?" Gao Wen knew what Maryland was talking about, but he had adapted to this aspect, and even lost his interest in complaining. "Communicate with the Winter Castle and send them the standard emblem of the Holy Light Chapter, which will help their front-line troops identify the situation. Explain the situation--although those people were driving tanks, equipped with heavy artillery, using warhammers and heavy burners, they were indeed medical forces..."

Following Gao Wen's instructions, Maryland nodded seriously: "Yes, I understand."

After careful discussion, relevant instructions were issued one by one. Although the entire border war zone was still in chaos, the most basic order had gradually been restored. Whether it was Cecil or Tifung, the people in power knew exactly what to do at this time. The combat troops began to carefully withdraw from sensitive areas, the communications of grassroots troops were rebuilt, and some units that were lost in the battle were successfully retrieved, and some began to return to the nearest superior camp on their own. Although many of the grassroots soldiers still did not know what would happen tomorrow, at least everyone knew that they had survived today - this life was precious.

After the temporary meeting, Gao Wen left the command hall where he was busy. After telling others where he was going, he took Amber to an open space in the castle atrium - a rare and peaceful place in the castle when the entire Winter Wolf Castle was busy from top to bottom.

Several fully armed magic infantry guarded the place, a young lady in black hair and black dress was standing quietly in the open space. She seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, but until Gao Wen appeared, there was no look of impatient on her face.

Gao Wen came to the brunette lady: "Ms. Diana, sorry for letting you wait for a while longer, the meeting was longer than I expected."

"You don't need to apologize," said the black-haired maid, who bowed her head slightly, "I can imagine how chaotic you have to deal with after the battle. In order to make those who have finally survived safer, I don't mind waiting for a while."

Gao Wen looked up and down at the other party. He always felt that the "Tifeng Maid" who called himself Diana showed a familiar and special temperament, but he couldn't tell what it was for a moment, so he had to say casually: "... Obviously, you can't be an ordinary maid. An ordinary maid does not have your opinion."

"I take this as your praise," Diana said meticulously, then raised her head and looked at the direction of the Winter Castle, "So, my mission has been completed, can I leave here?"

"Of course," Gao Wen nodded, "You are not our prisoner, the door here is always open - say hello to your master on my behalf and tell him by the way, I look forward to talking to him on a more formal occasion."

"I will," Diana took a small step back, then bowed slightly, lifting the hem of the skirts on both sides with flawless etiquette, "Then let me take it back..."

As she spoke, her figure gradually faded in the air, and Gao Wen was also ready to watch the other party leave. However, at this moment, a gentle female voice suddenly came from the corridor not far away, interrupting Diana's departure: "Wait a minute - turn around."

Gao Wen looked in surprise and saw Veronica holding a platinum scepter standing in the corridor on the edge of the courtyard, while Diana, who was about to leave next to him, instantly removed the effect of the shadow spell. The latter's face, which seemed to have never had much expression, showed obvious surprise, and he stared at the "Saint Princess" in the corridor in a daze.

Veronica walked over quickly with a rare serious expression on her face, and Gao Wen was surprised: "What's the problem?"

"Who is this?" Veronica looked at the black-haired maid who seemed to be frozen in place and frowned slightly. Although her tone was still gentle, her attitude was obviously very serious.

Amber, who was beside him, immediately said: "She is Diana, and she comes from the Winter Castle - you should have received the news that she is the 'messenger' sent by Rosetta Augustus."

"Diana... the messenger sent by Tifon?" Veronica muttered strangely, and couldn't help looking at Diana up and down, then suddenly said quickly, "Self-test, execute sequence 335, and output the conclusion to the language module."

As her words fell, the "maid" from Tifeng suddenly stiffened significantly, and then a slight buzzing sound and a sound of some kind of metal device rubbing. A few seconds later, a ray of light appeared in her eyes, and she quickly replied: "Self-test, execution sequence 335...Error, mental core misalignment, the original logic library has been reset..."

With another strange noise coming from inside her body, the black-haired maid seemed to suddenly wake up from some state of loss of mind. She shook her body and stared at Veronica's eyes: "Who are you?"

"The core of the mind is separated from the Iron Man network... the original logic library has also been overwritten... Can't even recognize my magic pattern characteristics?" Veronica was surprised in a rare moment, "Do you still remember who you are?"

Diana did not answer her question, but repeated: "Who are you?"

"...I am the commander of the Ironman Corps, Ophelia Norton," Veronica stared at the other party and said slowly, "I can recognize it again?"

Then she quickly reported a string of numbers, as if it was some kind of password.

Diana seemed to be greatly touched, and even her body shaking obviously. I don’t know if it was an illusion, Gao Wen even felt that the air around him was slightly hot, as if the lady was experiencing amazing heat in her body. Then she stabilized slightly and looked at Veronica’s eyes: “The command…pass…but I don’t understand…cannot be recognized, my recognition function…has malfunctioned hundreds of years ago, and there is no maintenance facility in this era…”

"Fault... This is reasonable, but how did you come to the human world?" Veronica frowned and stared at Diana's eyes. "How many years have you come to the human world?"

Gao Wen listened in confusion beside him, and at this time he finally guessed something - that was the knowledge found in the memory of the original owner of this body, but the corresponding conclusion was a bit too amazing: "Wait a minute, Veronica, I'll listen to what you talked about... Do you mean that Ms. Diana is a member of the Ironman Corps? She is..."

"Iron Man Soldier, it looks like a relatively late model, but the mental core seems to have undergone some change and has been out of the control of the original logic library," Veronica explained before Gao Wen finished speaking, "I have never seen this situation...but I am not an expert in Iron Man technology."

Amber was more confused than Gao Wen since the beginning, and it was not until then that she understood what was going on. She suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the tall black-haired lady incredibly: "Iron Man!? That's... Gao Wen, what you mentioned to us, the kind of "Iron Man" in the Gondor era?"

The development of things was not only beyond the expectations of Gao Wen and others, but even Diana, who was the center, seemed a little surprised. However, this "Iron Man Soldier" regained his calmness in a very short time - or restarted her mind. She regained her elegant and calm posture and nodded to Amber: "Sorry, the situation has unexpectedly changed. Yes, I am the "Iron Man" from the Gondor era - this is what my creator told me."

"It looks no different from a normal human..." Amber couldn't help but sigh, "When I heard the name "Iron Man", I thought it would be a mechanical doll full of steel, just like the steel golem or mechanical man created by mages... I didn't expect it to be quite beautiful."

Diana nodded calmly: "Thank you for your praise--although the praise on the outside is not important to me."

"Hey, you're welcome, everyone is from the Gondor era," Amber's eyes turned, and he didn't know what he thought of, and reached out to the other party with a smile, "Hello, I'm an artificial human from the Gondor Empire - we can barely be considered 'compatriots'?"

Diana did not respond to Amber's hand stretching over. She just looked at the short half-elf, tilted her head, and showed unconcealed confusion on her face.

Then she withdrew her gaze and looked at Veronica: "Your password is correct. I can temporarily log in as Ophelia Norton, but I have left the Ironman Corps and no longer accept your instructions."
Chapter completed!