“Why was the plan ahead?”

"There are four days left before the barrier is opened, and Goland may not be ready. Is it too urgent to cut off the communication between the Star Gate so urgently?"

"Yes, we will alarm the enemy. The military will not be unresponsive. The time left for us is less than seventy-two hours at most. If we prepare the ceremony in advance, the consul may not agree."

"Is this worth it just for a group of young boys? They have been to Altori, but they may not necessarily discover the secrets under the Snowstone Castle. The people in the temple have handled them very cleanly."

Several coalition officials whispered.

But until someone walked up to the iron bridge next to the crystal tower and walked towards them, everyone noticed the identity of the visitor and quickly stopped discussing and bowed to that direction.

"Son of the Holy Son," the officials said in unison. The voice was not high and did not go too far, but it was full of humility and respect: "You are here."

The man looked at the officials gathered here, took off his hood, and revealed a young man's face. Although he was wearing a cloak, he was still wearing a tourist's clothing, looking like a tourist.

"Don't worry, everyone," said the young man: "My father has his own plans. The military has already doubted us. Now it's just a fuse. The news we released before was to paralyze some people. In fact, we have already expected to plan ahead."

He said, looking up at a picture projected on the main crystal tower. It was the live broadcast of the current action by Flor's descendants and the most important source of information in the community.

"Look at it well," replied the young man: "An era has come to an end, and another drama has just begun. Each of you will be its witness."

The officials of the alliance looked at each other and saw the excitement in their eyes.

...

Fang Yu was holding the communication crystal in his hand and spoke in a low voice:

"I'll leave it to you there."

"Just give me a hundred hearts, Brother Ed," Tianlan's voice was coming from the communication crystal, and she seemed to have faintly heard her assurance slapping her chest: "There is no big problem here, just a small matter."

But Fang Yu didn't believe that this poet lady who was full of trains had a lot of trouble in the team. Apart from the Paparal who had ulterior motives around him and had black eyes rolling, he didn't know what to do with it, this little girl was the one who was the one who was not interested in it.

"Silweid." He asked again.

On the other side of the crystal, the ship's officer was smiling and looking at Tianlan, then nodding: "Here, Captain."

Fang Yu then breathed a sigh of relief. "The mission on your side is crucial. If we can leave Gula smoothly, it depends on your side."

Silvede looked at the tall and majestic building not far away, nodded slightly, and responded.

Fang Rong knew that his shipkeeper was reliable, and there were Luo Yu and Luo Hao there, so there should be no problem in theory.

Of course he did not enter Gula without any intention, and it has almost become a subconscious habit of considering what has not happened yet at the worst.

Then he put down the communication crystal and looked ahead.

Shortly after passing through that park, they entered the central area of ​​the inner city, the spire of the Aidan Rian Church, almost a block away.

He looked up and looked in that direction.
Chapter completed!