Andesa shook her head and threw out the bold thoughts that suddenly appeared in her mind.

She herself is not a believer (this is very rare in this world), but even non-believers never really thought about what the power of the empire's army, officials and the aristocratic system above it would look like. This is an overly bold idea, and as a border general, she could not reach the level of thinking about this kind of problem.

"We've been outside for long enough," she exhaled and said to the entourage beside her, "It's time to go back to the fortress."

While speaking, she raised her head and saw the north wind rolling up the imperial flag on the high tower in the distance. Three griffin knights and two low-altitude combat mages were passing through the sky. Further away, there were faint light green demon eyes floating in the clouds. It was the mage sentry of the Winter Wolf Castle monitoring the movements in the direction of the plain.

After most of the War God Priests were transferred from their posts, the garrison of Winter Wolf Castle was not weakened at all, but instead became more tighter than before due to active mobilization and the newly added patrol shifts. However, this temporary strengthening came at the cost of additional consumption. Even if the empire is strong, it cannot be wasted for a long time.

I hope Aldernan can come up with a solution as soon as possible.

With this idea, Anderssa left the market with her two entourages and returned to the Winter Wolf Castle next to the town.

She stepped into the castle, walked through the corridors and stairs, and arrived at the second floor of the castle. As soon as she stepped out of the stairs, she saw one of her own soldiers standing at the door of the study waiting for her.

"General," saw Andersha appear, the personal soldiers immediately stepped forward and saluted, "There is your letter - from Aldernan, the purple phoenix tail flower mark."

"Is Matilda's letter?" Andesha smiled and quickly returned to peace. She took the hot-lacquered envelope handed over by her personal soldiers and nodded slightly, "Thank you for your hard work, go down."

"Yes, General."

The personal soldiers left, Andesha turned around and walked into the study. She casually opened the lacquer seal on the seal of the letter, swept across the purple phoenix-tail flowers in the corner of the paper, shook the snow-white letter paper inside, and the familiar handwriting came into view.

The beginning is a daily greeting.

Andesa relaxed a little, unbuttoned the brown cloak covered with her coat with one hand, and held the letter paper in the other hand, while reading while walking slowly in the study.

The letter mentioned the recent changes in Aldernan, and mentioned the fact that the Royal Mage Society and the "Tifeng Communications Company" will jointly transform the Imperial Communications Tower - the Parliament has completed the discussion and the royal family has issued an order. This matter has been implemented unstoppably, as Matilda predicted in the last correspondence.

Andesa stood in front of the window. The sky was not bright near dusk, but the sunlight was just right, tilting on the letter paper. It was neither dazzling nor dim, with a particularly comfortable texture. Her eyes moved on the graceful handwriting, and a smile appeared on the faces that were always stern in front of her subordinates in the past.

“…I went to watch the 'magic drama' that was very popular among young aristocratic circles recently. Surprisingly, it was very interesting—although it was a bit rough and impetuous, very different from traditional dramas, but I would admit in private that it was more attractive than other dramas I’ve seen…

"But I have to worry that the magic drama produced by the Cecils was ultimately designed based on Cecil. Now many young nobles are learning to drink Cecil's Karna wine and assorted tea - but just a few years ago, most of the customs of "Ansu" were still their despised goal..."

Andesa gently turned the letter paper over a page, and the paper made a subtle and pleasant rustling sound as it flipped.

This is indeed just a personal letter explaining daily life. Matilda seemed to have written whatever she thought about. After talking about the changes in the imperial capital, she mentioned some of her recent experiences when studying magic techniques and mathematical knowledge - Andesha had to admit that she had been trying hard to understand those things, but fortunately this part is not very long - and the latter introduces other novel things from the merchants of Cecil to the country.

Finally, as the sunset gradually turned a little red, her eyes fell on the end of the letter, and she saw Matilda's beautiful handwriting extending there, outlining it in lines:

“…Andersha, after you left the imperial capital, there has been a greater change here. Many things are difficult to express in the letter. I just hope you have the opportunity to see them with your own eyes…

"Times have changed, and many things have changed beyond our expectations, even beyond my father's expectations, and beyond the expectations of the MPs and think tank advisers.

"The market of the empire in the southern part of the continent is rapidly unfolding, the Kaoling Kingdom and the Elves are doing business with the Tifeng people, Earl Dyson opened the first offshore route and successfully built an outpost on Tassos Island. We are recapturing those ancient colonial islands off the sea, and more and more young people are going to the southern and eastern coasts to find opportunities there.

"A few years ago, almost all of us thought that the empire needed a foreign war, and I thought so at that time, but now it is different - it needs peace, at least at this stage, which is a greater benefit for the Tifeng people.

"I hope you think so too..."

Andesa let out a light breath and folded the letter back. After standing quietly for a few seconds, she smiled helplessly and shook her head.

Once, the order she received was to monitor Cecil's movements and wait for an opportunity to carry out a decisive attack. Although she did not complete this task successfully enough, she had never violated the order she had given herself. Now, the order she received was to defend the border, maintain order here, and maintain a peaceful situation with Cecil while guarding the border. This order was inconsistent with her personal emotional tendencies, but she would still insist on implementing it.

It is natural that the interests of the empire must be higher than personal feelings.

"You're worried too much...I don't have muscles in my head."

After muttering casually, she waved the letter papers in the air, and the flames ignited out of thin pieces of paper in her breath, leaving only a little ashes to dissipate out of thin air.

The envelope was kept-stopped - she restored the slightly wrinkled envelope and put it into a small cabinet next to the desk.

The army has strict rules, and the private letters received by senior officers cannot be retained. It is a rigid rule to burn them after reading them. No matter what the content is in the letter, even if it is just a few blank sheets of paper - Anderssa never breaks the rules he sets.

Keeping the envelope was the greatest "foreignty" she could do.

Then she came to the desk, spread out a piece of letter paper, and prepared to write a reply.

But before she started writing, she suddenly stopped again. Looking at the familiar table in front of her, Andesha suddenly had some thoughts in her mind for no reason - what would he do if her father was still there? What would he say?

My father is different from myself. He only knows how to solve problems in the form of a soldier. However, my father has a broader knowledge and more flexible skills. If he is a father, he will probably be able to easily deal with the complex situation, whether it is the abnormality of the God of War Church, the intrigue between factional nobles, or... the at a loss-making new relationship between the Empire and the Cecils.

After a few seconds of silence, the young wolf general shook his head and began to conceive the words in his pen with great difficulty. It took her a long time to finally finish writing this reply to Princess Matilda-

"The letter has been received, everything is safe at the border, and you will remember your reminder. I am very interested in what you mentioned, but I won't go back this holiday - it will definitely be next time.

"Anterssa Wendell."

Night had already fallen, and the lights were lit inside and outside the fortress. Andersa breathed a long sigh of relief, rubbing the sweat beads that did not exist on her forehead, feeling more tired than rushing to the battlefield for a day.

My father has one more thing than himself - his clerical ability...

...

"Oh, Mr. Bud - this is today's handover order," a young technician stood up from the desk where the Magic Net terminal was placed, handed a document with a form and signature to the middle-aged man who had just walked into the room, and looked up and down with some surprise, "I'm here so early today?"

Bard Wendell, wearing the uniform of the technician, smiled a little, took the handover documents and nodded at the same time: "It's better to come and look at the data if you stay in the dormitory."

While speaking, he raised his head and looked at the "monitoring machine room" - several high-power magic network terminals are neatly arranged in the huge room, and two immersion cabins that are still very expensive are placed in the corner of the wall. Several technicians are monitoring data next to the equipment, and a low buzzing sound echoes slightly in the room.

"You have to develop some personal hobbies - such as playing cards and playing football with everyone occasionally," muttered the young technician, "Isn't it boring to spend all day in the dormitory writing and calculating?"

"I like to write and calculate—it's more interesting to me than playing cards," Bud said casually, and asked, "What are you getting today?"

"Of course - no, how can you be so lucky?" the young man shrugged. "Those signals are elusive, and whether they appear seems to be based on their mood. We can only passively monitor here. The next time we receive the signal, God knows when."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Bud again, with a hint of curiosity on his face: "Speaking of it... I really didn't expect you to be familiar with it so quickly in the 'listening group'. I thought you were only here for a few days and would be back to the Druid Institute soon."

Bud's eyes moved away from the handover order. He slowly sat next to his equipment, and then shook his head with a smile: "I'm a little confident in my learning ability, and the monitoring work here is not difficult for me. As for the Druid Institute... I have submitted an application, and my file will be completely transferred from there next month."

"Why?!" The young technician suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, "You are a scholar with three oak leaves there, and the treatment should be much better than here!"

"...I don't want to deal with those things anymore, for some... personal reasons," said Bud, a little hesitant. "Of course, I know that druid technology is very useful, so I joined the institute when I was short of staff here, but now the technicians sent from the imperial capital have been in place, and Ms. Belltila is leading the new research team. There is no shortage of ordinary druids like me there."

There was a little self-deprecating in his tone.

"Okay, now that you have decided." The young technician glanced at Bud and said helplessly.

He actually didn't know what kind of background and experience the slightly withdrawn colleague in front of him had. As a "listener" who was transferred from other places not long ago, when he came here, the man in front of him was already a "senior person" of the technical department of the Solin area. He only occasionally heard a few words from other people, knowing that this man named Bard seemed to have a very complicated past, and even was a Tseng man... But these were just irrelevant gossip.

The young technician is not a person who is keen on digging out other people's past experiences, and he is now off work.

The colleague left, and the others in the room were busy with their own affairs. Bud finally let out a gentle breath, sat on his own work station, and his attention fell into the holographic light and shadow projected by the Magic Net terminal.

Calm background noise forms a uniform shimmer "curtain" on the holographic projection, with nothing on it.

Bud picked up the small receiver from the table next to him and put it in his ear.

The resonance crystal embedded in the earpiece receives the monitoring signal forwarded from the Solin Hub. It was a soothing and rarely undulating sound. It echoed quietly, sinking into Bard Wendell's heart little by little.

It reminds people of the breeze in the Green Forest Valley and the insects that echo in Changzhi Manor on the midsummer night.

Today's monitoring may not be rewarded, but this silence is the biggest gain for Bard.

...

"Seeking Tallond... Don't worry, Speaker Andal has given me this matter!" Melita said to Gowen with a smile, looking quite happy (presumably because there is overtime pay for extra work). "I will take you to visit various iconic areas of Tallond, from the hottest arena recently to the ancient Monument Square. If you want, we can also go to the lower city... The Speaker gave me high authority. I think that in addition to the upper temple and several major management departments, you can go anywhere you want."

As she said that, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly added: "Oh, Noreta will come too, after all, she is the dragon clan who has the most contact with you except me. Remember her? Noreta on the white dragon."

"Of course I remember," Gao Wen nodded, and said while following Melita out of the palace at the headquarters of the review group. The bright lights everywhere beside the square outside the palace illuminated the wide road ahead. A continuous light extending down from the top of the mountain continued to the direction of the city on the plain. The flashing and numerous lights in the city even gave Gao Wen the illusion of traveling through time again, which made him subconsciously blink and then turn his eyes back to Melita, "But where are we going now?"

"Before you officially take you to visit, of course, you must first settle the guest's residence," said Melita, smiling, looking at Govin, Veronica and Amber who was a little dozing off. "Sorry, Tallond does not have a palace like the 'Aki Palace' that is specifically used to entertain foreign envoys, but if you don't mind, you can all live in my house in the next few days - although it is a private residence, my house is quite large."
Chapter completed!