Fairy’s Box

Earl's House, study.

Ares and Pompey sat facing each other.

A large sand table was placed in front of the two of them, with Hadrian's Wall as the boundary, simulating the entire Celtic terrain and distribution of fortresses, with the Highland Kingdom and the Celtic Governor's Palace on the left and right.

Pompey, dressed in white linen, looked calm, with a slight smile, manipulated the legion model of the Highland Kingdom in the sand table, and kept the Highland Kingdom impregnable.

Yale, on the other hand, was wearing a black training suit with a wide open neckline, revealing the triangular depression between his collarbones. The legion under his command had already lost more than half of it, but it was only halfway through the opponent's line of defense.

In the afternoon, the pale golden sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the edge of the white sand table, reflecting a faint white light.

"..."

The black-haired knight held the last legion in his hand, glanced at his great military division, and finally put the legion out of the sand table—this means abandoning the game.

"If there are people like you in the Highland Kingdom, I can only rely on Hadrian's Wall and barely hold the southern Celts." Yale took back his regiment model and placed it in several places near Hadrian's Wall one by one. important level.

"With the current strength of the Governor, as long as you don't take risks without authorization, there is no problem in defending half of the Celts." Pompeo said calmly as he moved his legion representing the Highland Kingdom back to its original position.

In the sand table deduction just now, he didn't hold back at all. Not only did he hold on, but if he slackened a little, the opponent would completely swallow his important legion.

The governor's ability to govern can only be said to be remarkable. In terms of finance, he has done all the absurd things to kill chickens and find eggs. But once he commanded the army, it was like a change of individuals.

He was tricked out of the fort several times by himself, and was almost surrounded by ambushes who pretended to attack two lanes. If he didn't know his character in advance, he would do a careful defense around the highland defense line, and only defending and not attacking would be embarrassing.

"The governor told me earlier that an important trade route within the Highland Kingdom has been cut off by you, and sooner or later there will be turmoil due to financial problems."

Pompey picked up a porcelain cup on the coffee table on the right and took a sip of tea.

"What are the thoughts of the strategist, just say it." Yale glanced at the sand table again, and said a little depressed.

"If there is a financial problem, then it is indeed possible for them to launch a war to divert domestic conflicts. This is the reason why you, Governor, concluded that they will take the initiative to attack."

The old man put down the porcelain cup gently and said lightly:

"But I always feel that this condition alone should not be enough for the Highland Kingdom to start."

This is his judgment based on future trends. The timeline is pushed back for about half a year. Black Hawk designed to induce the Highland Kingdom to send troops to attack. The specific details are unknown, but it was a solid three consecutive victories, and finally attacked the northern Celtic hinterland. , only to be defeated.

"That alone is certainly not enough."

The black-haired knight tugged at his neckline and glanced at the ghost maid on the side, who immediately pushed out of the office obediently.

"What if I do a military exercise to attack the Highland Kingdom on the border of the Great Wall? If it's not enough, massacre Celtic spy captives in batches on the border of the Great Wall."

When Yale said this, the black pupil suddenly shrank into a sharp point, and said coldly:

"If this is not enough, I can also release the news of the request for the direct jurisdiction of the empire. Don't they want to restore the Great Celts? Once the empire is directly under the jurisdiction, their dream will be shattered."

"It's really a good idea."

Pompei stroked his long beard and nodded slightly, and even he couldn't think of a better way. The opponent's three moves were indeed stabs at the sore spot of the Highland Kingdom.

The financial crisis will inevitably lead to the decline of the prestige of the kingdom. If you ignore the provocation of the enemy at this time, it will be regarded as weak, and the rule of the Fannon family by usurping the throne will be shaken. If there is news that Rosevia is directly under the Celtics at this time, they just don’t want to fight, because if they don’t fight, it means that the Celts will almost never be able to rule the entire Celtic.

This will be able to use the potential of the Free Alliance, and it is fortunate that he will not be annexed later.

As for looking forward to the end of the Cold War... The whole world knows that if Rosevia cannot be suppressed in these 20 years, then the Cold War will eventually turn into a hot war, and the Highland Kingdom without the southern Celts is still a dead end.

"We hope that the military division will speed up the cultivation of the land, and we can't miss this spring planting." The black-haired knight stared at the large plain of Celtic in the south of the sand table, and frowned nervously.

"Of course I'll give it my all."

Pompeo knew that this was a polite expulsion order from the other party, so he stood up and strode out of the office.

...

Sound Nest Base.

Charlene walked into the side hall on the left side of the base hall with a small suitcase, and came to a small conference hall.

The door of the small white room was open to the outside, and inside was sitting a young man with white hair and a slender head. He was tall, with dark skin, and his vitality was far higher than that of ordinary humans.

Seeing the green-haired girl coming in, the young man stood up immediately, a nervous expression on his face:

"Miss Charlene, I'm Gao."

"I know you, you're the lucky one who survived the side effects of the booster."

Charlene walked over and sat opposite the young man, and pushed the suitcase in front of him: "Sit down, actually... It's not so much that Sound Nest saved your life, it's better that your physique is a perfect match for the potion."

There was a low coffee table between the two, with two cups of hot black tea lingering with water vapor on it, and a faint aroma of black tea wafted in the small conference room.

"Yes."

The white-haired youth responded respectfully, then sat back to his original position and said gratefully:

"Without the booster, I would have died of muscular dystrophy now. Miss Charlene and Sound Nest saved my life. I will repay you with the rest of my life."

This man was originally an ordinary soldier in Roservia. He suffered from muscular dystrophy since he was a child. In order to curb the disease, he worked hard to exercise his body. With this desperate belief, he actually ignited his grudge...

However, the level of vindictiveness has also stopped at the second level. Due to the erosion of disease, there is even a tendency to go backwards.

Just when this man was looking for a doctor without success and was waiting to die in despair, a mysterious organization found him and carried out some kind of transformation experiment on him in the name of experimenting with new drugs.

In fact, from the very beginning, Soros and other ill-intentioned transformation experts only regarded him as a dead person or experimental material, and with the attitude of trying it out, used the most powerful enhancer on him...

As a result, everyone was shocked. This person actually survived the strengthening period without any sequelae. Not only was the muscular dystrophy cured, but his combat effectiveness was greatly improved. He was obviously a second-order warrior, but his life strength was already close to that of a quasi-natural disaster-level warrior.

As a result, Charlene, who got the news, was overjoyed and couldn't wait to see this lucky guy.

"Repay..."

The green-haired girl held her cheeks in one hand, squinted her eyes and looked at each other, and said with a light smile:

"I do have plans to hire you. As you can see, the Sound Nest Base is a large cross-domain organization, so we need a security team of our own. Are you willing to be the leader of this team? The high-ranking cadre of oh, definitely has a bright future."

"Yes, I will do my best to repay your kindness and protect the Sound Nest Base!" the white-haired youth shouted excitedly.

"very good."

Charlene picked up the teacup and drank the lipstick tea, then put down the cup, looked at the suitcase she brought, and said, "Since you are willing, from now on, your code name in the organization is zero, you only need to obey me alone. ."

"As ordered." Gao replied respectfully.

"Now I want you to help me do one thing, and it can be regarded as my trial for you."

The green-haired girl looked at each other with a smile:

"In the eastern part of the Balkans, there used to be an ancient country called Wallachia. The monarch of this country was called Vlad III, the originator of the legendary vampire."

"Could it be that... this legend is true?" Gao, the number one thug "Zero" of the Future Sound Nest Organization, opened his mouth in surprise.

Charlene nods her head softly, and continues:

"The organization has obtained the corpse of a vampire, and if it can decipher the mysteries of their body, the next generation of enhancers can be developed. Therefore, I need you to go to Vlad III's tomb for me and try to find his body. "

"I understand!"

Gao nodded again and again with excitement on his face, suddenly his expression froze, and he said a little embarrassedly: "But...how do I go to Wallachia to find the tomb of Vlad III?"

"You don't need to worry about this, a professional team will do it, and your task is to protect their safety."

The green-haired girl raised her fair index finger and pointed at the small suitcase in front of him: "Here are the weapons and equipment you need, as well as a fee for the travel expenses."

"I'm going right now." Gao stood up cheerfully.

...

At night, the bright full moon shrouded the entire earl's palace with a bright luster, and the fence surrounding the courtyard stood motionless in the darkness.

Yale returned home from the new military camp in the ruins of Nightmare, and saw Charlene sleeping alone on the sofa. She was sleeping cutely, curled up like a little tabby cat.

Green hair scattered around the cushion, thighs clasped his hands tightly like a boy. I don't know if it was because she was sullen, she unbuttoned her shirt, and her back button, her **** was tilted so hard that half of the inside was exposed.

"You fell asleep so early?"

He walked to the sofa and poked Charlene's chin with his finger. The green-haired girl who was still asleep let out a faint whisper, but she didn't wake up immediately.

Really sleepy.

Yale squeezed her cheek, then turned and walked to the bathroom. Just after taking a step, he turned around with a serious face and stood in front of Charlene, pulling the girl's eyelids away.

Not right!

...

A steel castle suspended in the sky...a thick metal door with rolling shutters...the door suddenly opened, and then...Charlene woke up suddenly.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

When she woke up, she vaguely heard the wall clock on the wall strike three times.

"Hmm... three o'clock... damn..." She rolled over and mumbled in a daze, she buried her face in the soft pillow and continued to sleep.

What did you just dream about? It seems to be a very important thing.

In the half-dream and half-awake, the last scene of the dream is frozen in my mind - a heavy metal door, what is behind the door? Can't remember... Vaguely, she wants to fall asleep again.

"Ta, ta, ta..." Suddenly, Charlene heard the light footsteps coming from the stairs, very regular, in the silent night.

Her eyes widened in the darkness - who was it this evening? Obviously live alone.

The green-haired girl opened her eyes and wanted to use her grudge to light the candlestick by the bed. However, her hands stopped again, and her expression gradually froze.

I have always lived alone. Why, I always have a feeling of emptiness in my heart, as if there is an important fault in my memory.

Click, click, click... The light footsteps have not stopped, they are still ringing, and it seems that they will never stop.

Charlene wanted to get up and push the door open to see who was approaching her, but there seemed to be an inexplicable force preventing her from doing so, making her completely unable to open the door.

Time seemed to freeze, but the voice still didn't stop.

How many steps are there in the stairs of her own house, the green-haired girl frowned and suddenly, cold sweat broke out, and her palms were cold - she couldn't remember.

Charlene suddenly opened her eyes, widened her eyes and tried to see the outlines around her, but there was only a blurred afterimage.

Da, Da, Da... The sound of stepping up the stairs was still ringing non-stop in the dark night. It seemed to be slowly approaching, but it was still unable to approach the door of the room.

Sitting in the dark night, the green-haired girl unknowingly fell into a deep sleepiness again. She tried her best to get rid of this powerless predicament, but her body slowly slipped involuntarily and gradually fell into the bedding.

Damn, damn...who? What am I forgetting?

Charlene struggled hard, but she couldn't stop the intense drowsiness. Before falling asleep again, in the blur, she suddenly heard a sigh from outside the door.

A steel castle suspended in the sky...a thick metal door with rolling shutters...the door suddenly opened...a black comet falling from the flame...

"Charlene! Charlene!"

A burst of anxious voices entered her ears, the green-haired girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gradually opened her eyes. The first thing that caught her eye was the handsome face of her lover.

"What's wrong? I'm sleeping soundly?" Charlene said, rubbing her eye sockets.

"It's not fragrant at all! You kept yelling in your dreams that someone was going to kill you, and that you were going to drag them to **** together!" Yale held her face and roared angrily.

"Is there? Why can't I remember?"

The green-haired girl tilted her neck and thought, but her head was empty and she couldn't think of anything.

Suddenly, Charlene felt two lines of cold liquid slide down her face, and her eyes were wet to the touch. At this time, she realized that she had already cried and burst into tears.