Elf sentry on the wasteland border.

If Solderin hadn't reminded him, Gowen would have thought of this, although he did know the existence of this post.

In fact, when Cecil was still a principality, Gao Wen successfully established a contact with the Silver Empire, which was far away from the southern end of the mainland for the first time, relying on the transit of this post, which happened a few years ago.

"The Desert Post of the Silver Empire is a permanent neutral stronghold. From the distant Gondor era to the Kingdom Age after the Second Enlightenment, all countries have recognized this for thousands of years," Saldrin said, "From the current situation, there are some problems no matter where this crucial armistice negotiation is carried out. It is better to be carried out in the northwest of the Shadow Swamp. And on the other hand, the Elf is also a very suitable witness... At least from the long lifespan, we are very sure of witnessing contracts that have been over a thousand years."

Gao Wen admitted that he had never considered this idea before. When he heard Saldrin's words, he suddenly felt that this made sense: "...Seven hundred years ago, the Trail Blazers Act of various countries was also concluded under the witness of the elves..."

"So what do you think?" Saldrin looked at Gao Wen, "Do you agree?"

Gao Wen thought for a brief moment, and after half a minute, he nodded gently: "This is the most suitable solution at present... I personally agree, but this matter does not only require my approval. Send the news to the Winter Castle to see if the Tifeng people agree with this matter. In addition, you also need to contact the Silver Empire to see what Belsetia has to think."

"The Queen must be happy to be this testimony," Saldrin said confidently, but nodded, "Of course, I will report this to His Majesty Belsetia."

Gao Wen nodded, but his serious expression did not relax much, but fell into thought again. Amber, who was standing beside him, noticed his expression change and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? What else did you think of is something inappropriate?"

Gao Wen woke up from his thoughts, and shook his head: "There is nothing wrong, but..."

While speaking, he looked at the map hanging on the wall not far from the hall. It was a map including the entire territory of Tifong and Cecil, as well as some countries around the two countries. On it, the mortal kingdoms were intertwined, huge empires, scattered kingdoms, and city-states attached to the great powers... were all marked clearly. Gao Wen's eyes swept over the ancient or young names, and his eyes became deeper.

"Perhaps...we shouldn't be content with just a truce negotiation..."

"It's not just a ceasefire negotiation?" Amber felt a little confused about Gao Wen's idea. She scratched her hair, "Ah, was it the story you told me before? It was that when the negotiation was halfway through, you threw the cup, and then jumped in from the window next to you five hundred white knights carrying power hammers and raised all the tables in the venue..."

"Stop and stop..." Gao Wen's plan was halfway through his magnificent plan, and he was disrupted by this half-elf. While shouting and stopping, he regretted from the bottom of his heart that he shouldn't have taught this shame to all things so many sluts. Then he would definitely do this after he regretted it, but at least he really regretted it at this moment, "I shouldn't have taught you these messy things... My thinking was almost messy."

Amber didn't care at all: "What do you mean?"

"We resisted a divine disaster," the experience of the ancestors over the past few years came in handy, and Gao Wen quickly returned to his serious appearance. He said slowly, and the messy thoughts were quickly sorted out. "The two human empires have put the whole country in front of it, and our enemy is a real, crazy, god who descended on the world. This matter should be a major node for the historical process of all mortals. It should not be just a 'result' of the war between the two human kingdoms of Tifon and Cecil."

Amber blinked, and seemed to have not reacted yet, but Saldrin, who was beside him, vaguely grasped Gao Wen's idea: "Do you want to... use this disaster to promote the 'disobedience' plan all over the world?"

"No, we cannot directly push for disobedience. For those who do not know the truth in the world, this plan is too radical. The terrifying truth behind it will scare away many potential allies in advance," Gao Wen shook his head, "But we can indeed take this opportunity to make the countries of the mainland more clearly aware of the existence of the crisis, unite more people, and prepare more people for the fall of the God of War. The fall of the God of War will soon have an impact. The corresponding magic will fail, and the relevant spiritual seals will disappear. All countries will quickly realize the lack of the God of War. Therefore, this divine disaster itself cannot be hidden, so we might as well go public directly."

"…To be honest, for many people, the impact this incident has probably not been more mild than the 'disobedient plan'," Saldrin sighed with a wry smile, "but I still agree with your point of view, we should make things bigger."

"We need to prepare two meetings," Gao Wen nodded. "One is our armistice agreement with Tifong, and another... we need to invite as many allies as possible. We need to establish a new international order and an international relationship that will closely unite everyone. Of course, it's too early to say this, but I think we can be ready to start."

Gao Wen said his thoughts in detail, and what he told Saldrin at this moment was not a whim. He had already developed this idea a long time ago, and even discussed it in detail with Hetty and others several times.

In his opinion, this world is not a gentle and bright paradise. The existence of divine disasters, black traps and demon tides is a devastating disaster for mortals at any historical stage. Even as a legendary strong man and a monarch of a country, he will always feel trembling in such a world, let alone ordinary people in this world.

Faced with this unfriendly world, Gao Wen never thought he was very powerful. On the contrary, he admitted his weakness and even the weakness of the entire mortal group. It is precisely because of this that he valued the overall development of society and the survival ability of the entire mortal group in the face of disasters. When such a disaster comes, the survival of a few strong or lucky people is meaningless. Only when civilization continues, the mortal group is considered to be alive.

This was the enlightenment he had when he led a group of refugees to set up his first tent on the banks of the Baishui River. To this day, this original intention has not changed.

In order to realize his overly huge "ambition", he had to push his ideal order to the whole world. This idea seemed arrogant and naive, but now he has seen the opportunity to take the first step.

Gao Wen raised his head and looked northeast. Through a window in a corner of the hall, the snow-capped peaks of the Winter Fort mountains were faintly presented in his sight: "Now, it depends on whether our 'neighbor' is willing to welcome this new era with us."

...

The damage caused by the war was shocking, and even the towering and solid mountain fortress became devastated after this disaster.

The city walls as white as ice crystals were dyed black. The towers and flags around the castle collapsed and the towering winter fortress still stood on the mountains. However, a full quarter of the fortress structure had already been wiped out in the previous big explosion. The remaining three-quarters stood in the cold wind. In the dilapidated courtyard and the collapsed corridor, among the pillars, the dusty ashes were busy carrying out the renovation work.

They were preventing the fort from continuing to collapse as much as possible, and trying to re-enforce it with magic to fill its broken walls and main building. Due to the huge waste energy that spread across the entire Winter Fortress Fortress, it was difficult for the mages to concentrate. The repair work was not going well, but at least so far, the main hall of the castle and several surrounding corridors have been safe.

The maid with black hair and black skirt walked in the cracked and dusty corridor, and the short-heeled boots stepped on the stone floor and made a crisp sound of footsteps. Although there was a mess around, she was still as elegant and calm as if she was walking in the Obsidian Palace. Her delicate face covered all the expressions. Just like many years ago, no one could guess from the face of the maid Diana, the lady who had been loyal to the Augustus family for hundreds of years, was thinking about what she was thinking in her heart.

After walking through the foyer and corridor, through two empty small rooms, she came to the living room she had just cleaned up, and Rosetta Augustus was sitting on a chair with a dark red cushion, as if thinking about something.

"Master," Diana walked towards Emperor Rosetta the Great, "I'm back."

"Welcome back, thank you for your hard work," Rosetta looked at the black-haired maid and nodded slightly, "It seems that the Cecils are not making things difficult for you."

Diana put her hands on her waist and said meticulously: "Gowen Cecil is a sensible man, and his officers abide by the rules."

Rosetta looked into Diana's eyes: "Tell me about your experience with the Cecils, is there anything worth reporting?"

A glimmer seemed to flash in Diana's eyes. She opened her mouth, but hesitated at the last moment before she spoke. This brief hesitation immediately surprised Rosetta. Since he had memory, he had never seen this "Iron Lady" react like this "hesitant"!

But after a moment, Diana spoke: "Near Gowan Cecil, there are 'remnants' who have survived from ancient Gondor era to this day."

"...Not surprising," Rosetta said with a natural expression, "Only the information we currently have, there is at least one of the great magicians from the Gondor era among Cecil's technicians. As a 'travel hero' who has been resurrected seven hundred years ago, Gowen Cecil himself is even a Gondor remnant, and the Gondor legacy in his hands is more than everyone else.

"But... you mentioned this matter so deliberately, I guess the Gondor remnants next to Gowen are not ordinary people, right?"

"…Ophelia Norton," Diana said, "a member of the royal family in the Spark of the Gondor era, the commander of the Ironman Corps, one of the leaders of the disobedient leaders, and the cutting-edge technician. Her name is Veronica Moen, and her identity is the princess of the old Ansu. This is some kind of soul immortality technology, but my database lacks relevant details."

Rosetta's light tapping on the table stopped, and he sat there expressionlessly, as if he was a black iron sculpture for the next few seconds.

"Master?" Diana looked at the other person, "What did you think of?"

Rosetta's fingers that were parked in mid-air finally landed on the table. He sighed with a subtle expression: "To be honest... I began to envy our neighbors a little."

Diana thought for a while and reminded: "You have said similar things before."

"But this time it's different," Rosetta shook his head, "I envy not only the resources that Gauven Cecil has, but I envy even more... His keen thinking and perspective of things, these qualities allow the resources in his hands to always have greater effects."

Diana's expression showed a very humane confusion: "Why do you say that?"

"You just came back and the news lags a little bit," Rosetta said, picking up a transcript from the table and handing it to Diana, "before you stepped into the castle, the Cecils sent us this through a temporary communication line."

Diana took the document curiously and scanned the contents on it in an instant. Rosetta, who was standing beside him, continued: "In addition to the armistice agreement, Gauven Cecil also mentioned another thing, 'initiative to establish a community alliance of all mortals'. He hopes to use this war that attracted the attention of the entire continent to reveal the threat of the divine disaster, and use the influence of Cecil and Tifon's respective settlement areas to establish a huge... order across the entire continent."

"...Ambitional thoughts," Diana put down the document and commented in a pertinent manner. "But at this point in time, there is a possibility that it can be realized. According to my calculations, not all countries will respond to his call, but as long as some countries are willing to join, this "alliance" will have the power to shock the world. For those countries far away from this war, the threat of the divine disaster may not be so clear, but the economic benefits after joining this alliance are obvious."

"Yes, it's obvious, and the Cecilians have always been very economical," said Rosetta. "They will definitely make good use of their strengths in this regard."

Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled and shook his head: "When many people's minds were still on siege and land to occupy territory, he had already begun to plan a new order for the world."

"So what do you think?" Diana raised her head and quietly looked at Rosetta's reaction.
Chapter completed!