In the communication hall, Carmier stared at the nine hundred and seventy-two seats that had been silent forever.

Familiar names passed by his mind. Behind those names were the faces that had begun to be blurred in his memory. He vaguely remembered the day when the Watchmen team had just entered this facility. The oaths everyone made here were still in his ears.

Voluntarily give up everything that was born as a human being, and watch over this fortress in the name of mankind, and watch over the hope and seeds in the fortress until the long night is passed, until the lights are rekindled, and until the light of civilization shines on the world again.

The Watcher did not break his oath, and today the last Watcher will fulfill those vows from a thousand years ago.

Carmire stood at the front of the hall, standing in front of the wall where the last message had been projected. Rune armor pieces rubbed in the air. He bent down slightly and bid farewell to his former colleagues.

Gao Wen, Hetty and others stood at the entrance of the hall, waiting quietly for Carmier.

"Ancestor, what are you thinking?" Hetty asked in a low voice as he looked at Gao Wen's face.

Gao Wen sighed softly: "Think about those unreasonable places."

Hetty looked puzzled: "What's unreasonable?"

"The blockade of this facility," Gao Wen shook his head gently, "This facility was blocked a thousand years ago. The Watchers and the 'seeds' also entered a static and sleepy state at the same time. However, the real outbreak of the demon tide was seven hundred years ago, and there was a full three hundred years in between... so long in advance, don't you think it's unnecessary?"

"Perhaps because scholars realize the terribleness of the demon tide. They think that it will be too late to blockade and sleep when the demon tide breaks out," Hetty said of his own guess. "So it is necessary to store a batch of sleeping seeds before the disaster really breaks out. In this way, if civilization dies one day, they will wake up and rebuild the empire..."

Gao Wen did not comment and continued after a moment: "According to Carmier, in addition to being the main force of reconstruction, the watchers responsible for guarding the fortress are the core executors of the former "disobedience" plan. They are the most elite magicians and the most cutting-edge scholars. The value of each person is immeasurable. After completing the mission of the Fortress, all the plan's peripheral staff were evacuated from here. The real core, leadership, and informed level almost all entered the depths of the fortress and fell into a stagnant sleep. Outside, the "results" they sent back to the imperial capital have never entered the public's sight..."

Hetty frowned, as if realizing what Gowen wanted to say.

Gao Wen then said the third suspicious point: "In the end, the Gondor Empire did not seem to have told the surrounding neighboring countries that the demon tide warned."

"You mean elves, dwarves, orcs?" Hety raised his eyebrows. "Maybe the Empire did not intend to remind them? The Gondor royal family at that time only thought about preserving human civilization in disasters, and did not think about..."

"No, the Gondor Empire back then was completely different from what you imagined," Gao Wen shook his head, "Since entering the second half of the Spark Age, the Gondor Empire has been the most powerful country on this continent, but this human empire did not rely on violence and conquest to get along with other races. Of course, it was also due to the restrictions of the Deep Blue Well that the Gondor Empire was prosperous for a while but could not expand to the outside world, so emperors of all dynasties chose to live in friendly relationships with neighboring countries on the basis of maintaining the power of the empire.

"From the age of Kamair's activeness to the later outbreak of the Demon Tide, the Gondor Empire was in the honeymoon period with the elves and dwarves, especially the Silver Empire established by the elves. The "Ten Forests Covenant" that year made the relationship between humans and elves reach its peak. One-third of the descendants of the elves' royal family studied in the Gondor Empire, and the footprints of the human caravans traveled across the entire Silver Empire. If it weren't for such a close relationship, the elves wouldn't be so enthusiastic about helping human refugees after the Dendor Tide. You should know that in addition to building a magnificent wall, the elves also accepted the southern pioneering legion of humans. Now the Kaoling Kingdom in the southern part of the continent was almost established by the elves in the past."

"So...if humans had known about the Demon Tide long ago, they would at least warn the elves," Hetty fully understood Gao Wen's doubts, "but Carmier had never mentioned this matter at all... All he knew was that he had always preserved the part of human civilization."

"Camier is just a technician, so he may not know all the plans of the senior management, but based on the information I have, it is certain that the elves don't know the news about the Demon Tide," Gao Wen nodded, "at least...their civilians know nothing about it."

"All the news was blocked," Hetty took a breath, "most of the members who disobeyed the plan were blocked and stood still in this fortress. Their results were not made public from beginning to end. The Gondor royal family neither told the people about the tide of the Demons nor warned any race on the mainland. If it was said at the beginning that it was to prevent panic and control the news, it would be a bit difficult to understand... What are the people who are familiar with it? Are they just worried about the people's panic?"

"...I don't know," after a long silence, Gao Wen could only shake his head, "but I know that what they fear must be more than just the magic wave itself..."

Gao Wen did not tell Hetty all his doubts. In fact, in addition to the unreasonable "news blockade" of that year, he also felt that there was another contradiction in the entire incident: the Gu Gondor royal family's judgment on the scale of the demon tide also seemed to have problems.

Judging from the last message they sent to the Fortress of Disobedience, they obviously believed that the person who disobedienced the fortress after the Fortress of Disobedience was the ultimate survivor of human beings or even the ultimate survivor of all mortal civilizations. In fact, the Fortress of Demon Seven hundred years ago, not to mention destroying the entire human civilization, even the Gondor Empire had a large number of refugees escaped from the wasteland.

In Tyre's words, what happened seven hundred years ago was just a "little demon tide".

The Gondor royal family at that time obviously made a wrong judgment. They mistakenly regarded the demon tide as a great demon tide that could destroy the entire world...

But is this misjudgment really just a mistake caused by nervousness? Or is the tide that broke out seven hundred years ago... actually should be enough to destroy the world?

Everything is a mystery now.

Carmire completed his final farewell, and he came to Gao Wen and leaned down slightly: "I have been delaying a lot of time."

"It's okay, we're talking about something," Gowen stopped discussing with Hetty, turned to nodded to Carmier, "Don't worry, I will restrain every body here and then bury them properly. The world will remember everyone's sacrifice."

"I would like to express my gratitude for them," said Carmier. "Then next, I will open all the sample vaults remaining in the fortress, hoping that these ancient things will come in handy in this era."

At the same moment, on the border between Ansu and Tifeng, the young Knights commander was standing in the high command tower, standing in the room on the top of the tower, staring through the window at the hazy mountain range in the wind and snow.

As winter comes, a heavy snow has continued from two days ago to today. In the face of this great power of nature, even the dark mountains are covered with silver. As the mountain wind blows, the snow in the distance is swept up, forming a hazy curtain among the mountains, making the boundary between the mountain and the world blur.

Andesha Wendell knew that the mountain range led to that ancient, decadent, and dull kingdom, and a group of mediocre conservatives entrenched on the land, enjoying the glory of their ancestors and blocking the path of humanity's resurgence.

This era should belong to a newer, stronger, and more courageous changer. Tifeng is such a changer. This great empire represents the glory of mankind and is the embodiment of the ancient Gondor Empire's spirit, and Ansu is almost the opposite of this series of glorious spirits.

That kingdom not only decayed and degenerated, but even devoured her father.

Andesha Wendell withdrew his gaze. Whenever it snowed heavily on the border, she couldn't help but think of her father who had been dead for many years. At that time, she was still young and her memory of her father was mostly blurred, but she remembered only one thing very clearly. Her father disappeared after such a heavy snowfall and disappeared on the barbaric land in the west of the fortress. There was no news, and no one even saw the corpse.

No one is responsible for this. One of the oldest and most noble families of the Tifeng Empire lost its best heirs ever, but no one is responsible for this.

Andesha let out a light sigh, all the emotional changes were hidden in her light gray eyes. She lowered her head and looked at the letter on the table that had just been opened. Grand Duke Pei Dinnan's seal was stamped on the letter, and the content on it was only half a page.

Just like before, there were no warm words in my grandfather's letter, but only as if the superiors were admonished and instructed to the subordinates. Andesha had to read the rigid and short words carefully many times to see the hidden little concern.

This time the letter was still reminding her to pay attention to the border defense issues in winter, but the letter also talked about some changes in the situation in the imperial capital. The old duke seemed to still regard her granddaughter as an object of teaching. Even though Andesha had become the youngest wolf general in Tifeng's history, the habits that Duke Pei Dinnan developed for most of his life were still not so easy to change.

Andesha's eyes swept over the letter, and finally stopped at the reminder at the end of the letter, which mentioned the "resurrection hero" that had been spread recently and the instructions to Andesha himself. The young wolf general couldn't help but frown, and finally sighed slightly, and said to the commissar who was on standby at the door: "Go and call Mr. Saldrin."

A moment later, a blonde elf walked into Andessa's room.

This is a typical pure-blooded silver elf. He is tall and slim. He is wearing a ranger's winter hunting suit. He has fair skin and almost impeccable appearance. His long light blonde hair is draped behind his head. If it weren't for the hint of heroism between the Adam's apple and the eyebrows to illustrate his gender, this blonde male silver elf is even more like an elegant and beautiful lady. From the appearance, this "beautiful gentleman" makes people feel no force.

However, Andesha knew that the real strength of this silver elf was a force that made her, the powerful human being who inherited the title of Wolf General, amazed by her. This foreign soldier of the elf who was hired by the Tifeng Empire as a free warrior is the best hunter and scout in this fortress at present, and she could think of, and is the most suitable person to perform infiltration missions.

"Mr. Saldrin," Andesha nodded slightly to the silver elf in front of her, "I have a task to hand over to you."
Chapter completed!