Meng Feituos, the wharf, the scars of the war have not been completely smoothed out, and it is still depressed and has a fishy smell that cannot be dissipated by the wind.

The golden sunshine sags and the breeze blows, bringing a hint of chill. The dock, which should have been deserted, has rarely become lively this day.

The city guards opened the way, blocked the surroundings, sat in a wheelchair, and were pushed by people. The colonial governor of the New World of Sutilt Kingdom, the head of Meng Feitus, the palace count, and Asim Bansen came here. Today is the day when he stepped down as the colonial governor, left the New World and returned to the Old World.

“What a spectacular view.”

Waving his hand, signaling the servant to stop, and looking at the beautiful scenery on the coastline, Asim sighed, with praise and loneliness.

The white ice crystals cast high walls and spread along the coastline, shining with golden light in the sun. At first glance, it seems that there is no end to see. Inside the crystal ice wall are fishmen with ferocious faces and different shapes.

The Wall of Confessors, Kuzan is a miraculous landscape cast by tens of thousands of fishmen who were frozen by ice. This wall was engraved with a ritual witch formation by him. The white ice crystals do not melt all year round. This is not only an external shock but also an internal warning.

"Earl, have you really given up like that?"

Wearing a straight military uniform, at this time, the Army General Mosel, who had been following Asim, finally couldn't help speaking.

Hearing this, Asim's old face showed a smile.

"Do I still have the right to not give up now? The overall situation has been decided. Maybe it won't be long before our Baron Sean will change his title, such as Earl Meng Feitus?"

Retracting his gaze and leaning against the back of the chair, Asim did not go to see Brigadier General Mossel beside him.

The sun shines, the legs are covered with blankets, and although the hair is still meticulously cared for, it is hard to hide the grayish whiteness. Although the pupils are still broken and golden, they are dull and have lost their former spirit. At this moment, Asim has an unspeakable loneliness on his body.

Although Asim saved his life from the hands of the six-armed Ganarianna with the protection tale Amyr, his body still suffered irreversible heavy damage. Now, not only is his lower body completely paralyzed, but his extraordinary rank has fallen from the fourth level, becoming an ordinary person without any power.

"Earl, although your injuries are troublesome, the Church of Storm and even the Church of Dawn may not be able to do anything, as long as we pay some price..."

"Mosel, don't you understand? The relationship between the Kingdom and the Storm Church has reached freezing point. Otherwise, this time the fishman sieges the city, the Storm Church will not be able to hold on and never intervene. As for the Dawn Church, they now do not have the energy to pay attention to the affairs of the New World. Their strength in the New World is limited, and both of them are unreliable."

Before Mosel finished speaking, Asim interrupted him. Although his body was useless, Asim's eyes were still bright, and he was as insightful as Meng Feitus's current situation.

Hearing this, Mosel opened his mouth several times, but in the end he couldn't say anything. Although he didn't see these things clearly, he might not understand them in his heart, but he was just a little unwilling to give up.

"Don't worry, Sean is not a narrow-minded person. I have spoken to him before. He has not prepared for a major change of Meng Feituos for the time being. As long as you fulfill your duties with all your heart, you are still the leader of the City Guards. Of course, if you are really not used to it, you can also operate it and try to transfer it back to the local area."

Turning his head and looking at Mosel, Asim talked about his arrangements for him, which was the only thing he could do for him now.

Hearing this, Mossel was silent.

It was at this moment that another voice sounded.

"I'm sorry, Count, I'm late."

With great strides, wearing a Kingdom Navy uniform and a big back, and meticulously taking care of it, Brigadier General Neo Rommel came over.

"I'm very happy that you can still come and see me off."

Looking at the energetic Neo Rommel, Asim's face showed a smile. This was not a politeness, but his truth. Today is the day he will leave office and return to his hometown, but apart from Mosel who has been following him, only Rommel came to see him off.

Neo Rommel is a civilian, older than him and Mosel. He is nearly fifty years old. He was awarded the honorary baron by the Kingdom for his outstanding military achievements and was awarded the title of brigade general. He was also a rising star in the Kingdom Navy at that time. Unfortunately, he offended someone later and was transferred from the Kingdom Navy's main fleet and arranged or sent to the New World.

Since then, Rommel's code of conduct has changed drastically, and people have become slicker, and most of the time they have to just live by. Today, Asim saw a rare sharpness in Rommel, as if the naval star of that year has been back.

Hearing this, Rommel looked at Asim sitting in a wheelchair without saying anything, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Although he was born in the royal family, Asim's style was different from many old nobles, and his methods were quite experienced. During the period when he was in charge of Meng Feitus, Meng Feitus's internal affairs were relatively stable, and all forces could maintain a delicate balance. Rommel himself admired Asim himself. At least everyone in Meng Feitus could live a stable life.

"Okay, it's time for me to leave."

With a smile on his face, he waved to Mosel and Rommel. Under the guidance of his servant, Asim boarded the ship returning to his homeland.

The whistle roared, alarming a group of warships and birds, and the sea boat gradually sailed away from the dock.

"Will I come back?"

On the deck, looking at Meng Feitus in the sun, Asim was a little confused. He came here with a major royal mission and wanted to expand the territory of the kingdom, but now he had to leave sadly and stay away from this place where he originally planned to fight for his whole life. It has to be said that this is a kind of sadness.

"Maybe I shouldn't have taken this amulet from Amyr."

He spread his palms and looked at the dull jade fragments in his palms. Asim's expression was particularly complicated. If he had not had this amulet, he would have been dead now, but sometimes death in battle may be a good choice.

Huh, the sea breeze blew, and the cloak behind him was rushing. Rommel and Mosel stood side by side, watching the sea boat Ashem took was leaving.

During the disaster of the fishman, Meng Feituos's rulers suffered unexpected losses. Among them, several of the officials on the administrative side were cruelly killed by the fishman, and none of them were spared. On the contrary, although the military officials who fought with the fishman also suffered heavy losses, both officials survived.

"It seems that after betrayal, you have lived a good life."

The ship walked away, leaving only a vague shadow. Mossel spoke, with an undisguised sarcasm in his words.

"Betrayal? I have never been along the way with you."

Ignoring Mosel's ridicule, tidied up his military uniform that was blown by the wind, and Rommel turned around and left.

On the dock, Mossel's expression was a little complicated when he looked at Rommel's back as he left. Just now, he felt a powerful aura on Rommel. What does that mean? Mossel knew very well.

Both the brigade general of the kingdom, Mossel was a third-level extraordinary like Rommel before, but Mossel firmly believed that he would surpass Rommel sooner or later, because he was not only younger than Rommel, but also had family support behind him, but now it seems that the result is the opposite.

"Fourth level, is this the price that Greenye City has offered for you?"

The sun was falling, and Mossel stood there, not leaving for a long time. The shadow was stretched long and long on the ground. He knew that from today on Meng Feituos's innocence had changed. Although he had no name yet, it was difficult to change the fact that Green Field City held the power, because the man who was in charge of Meng Feituos was a sixth-level title. Such an existence was no different from a true god in the eyes of ordinary people.
Chapter completed!