Chapter 1002： Father and daughter

It is said that the outside plain is already in the season of heavy snow, and the Red Maple City and Boulder City in the west are all stained white by the snow.

Holding on to the railing of the terrace, Andesa slowly walked to the edge of the terrace. She stood on the heights of Solin Castle, looking out at the distant horizon.

It should have snowed in Winter Wolf Castle, right? There is also Changzhi Manor... Scholars predict that this year the northern part of the mainland will be colder overall, and this war... probably will bring a colder winter.

She raised her head, but could not see the snow falling from the sky. All she could see was the endless greenery, and the towns and outposts scattered among vines, tree crowns, blooming flowers and green grass, all kinds of artificial lights such as Stars flicker on the ground, and the dim areas between the lights are full of strange plants that emit fluorescence.

Unknown birds burrow through the canopy of the giant tree, or occasionally flutter across the sky, or fall boldly on the top of the castle tower and the mottled walls.

A faint sound came from around, and Andesa looked for her reputation and saw a small beast with bright red fluff and slightly larger than a squirrel climbing onto the terrace from nowhere. The little wild beast had a rose-red fruit in its mouth. After seeing Andesa, it actually lifted the fruit with its front paws and handed it forward and even wiped it with its paws.

Andesa froze for a moment. After facing the small beast for a few seconds, she hesitated to reach out and take the fruit. This is a kind of fruit she has never seen anywhere else. The bright red peel looks like a shiny surface. The gems are in general, and they exude a strange sweet smell, which looks very attractive.

She remembered the name of the fruit: Thorin Tree Fruit. It is the fruit of the giant Thorin tree, a unique "crop" in this area, and a food source for many cities in the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain. This may be the weirdest and most wonderful specialty she has ever heard of in her life, but under the Thorin tree that is like a miracle in itself, is there anything weird here that is unimaginable?

Andesa picked up the fruit and took a bite. While the sweet flesh stimulated the taste buds, a slightly faint voice suddenly came from the side: "I hope you like it. After all, I don't have much to entertain guests. "

Andesa looked for the source of the sound with surprise and curiosity, and then finally saw a small flower swaying in the wind near the brick wall where the little beast was resting. The faint and somewhat distorted sound came from the bud.

"Ms. Bertila," Andesa seriously greeted the bud with a weird mood, "Uh...Thank you for your hospitality."

This seemingly thin flower bud is actually an extension of the giant tree of Thorin, and what makes the sound through the bud is the will of the giant tree. Andesa didn't know much about this powerful life form. She only knew that everyone here, including her father, called her Ms. Bertila, a powerful ancient druid.

Thorin's giant tree is the final product of the divine disaster in Old Anzu. As a Typhon commander who has been paying attention to Anzu for many years, Of course Andesa has investigated this aspect, but her investigation is destined to not know too many details.

What kind of changes must humans with flesh and blood undergo to form this miracle that covers the entire region? What is the origin of this powerful Ms. Bertila? She was very curious about it, but she didn't know who to ask.

Maybe my father knows something, after all, all this is related to the dark sect that has disappeared in the long river of history...

The flower buds in the cracks of the wall tiles swayed, and a lot of small vines gradually gathered around, and finally a female figure was condensed in the flower vines. Bertila stood there, seeming to be looking carefully at Andesa's appearance, although There was no change in expression on her face, and her eyes looked dull and dull, but this look of looking up and down still made Andessa feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Excuse me..." She couldn't help breaking the silence, "Is something wrong with me?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't paid attention to Typhonians like you for a long time..." Bertila shook his head, "Especially after becoming a plant, it's harder for me to walk around at will."

Andesa didn’t know why this powerful ancient druid suddenly felt so emotional. She only felt that the other party was talking a little weird, and she lowered her eyelids without knowing how to answer: “Is that right... Then I’m a little embarrassed. I saw a Typhon like me who was embarrassed."

"Embarrassed? It’s not embarrassing to be injured on the battlefield. Compared to you, my posture is truly embarrassing." Bertila smiled and said something that Andesa didn’t understand. When she was about to ask something, she suddenly glanced at the direction of the terrace entrance, "Ah, it looks like someone is visiting you... Maybe I should avoid it."

Andesa wanted to stop the other party, but only had time to open her mouth. The woman in front of her suddenly turned into falling petals and vines, and quickly left the terrace. Andesa could only frown and looked back at the entrance to the terrace. Seeing his father there, he opened the door and walked towards him.

Once upon a time, this was a scene she could not even imagine in her dreams, but today she appears so naturally in front of her.

"Your body has just improved a bit, try not to move for too long," Bud looked at his daughter and couldn't help but said with concern, "How do you feel today?"

"A lot better," Andesa replied, "I will get up and move according to my physical strength."

After a simple question and answer, the father and daughter fell silent in unison, and there was an embarrassing silence on the terrace.

Facts have proved that after more than ten years of separation is not so easy to completely eliminate, especially after the two people have experienced too many things in the past ten years, and each has gone through an unimaginable life track. On the day that they first met, Andessa and Bud talked a lot about things, but since then, every time they meet, they will inevitably fall into this embarrassment. I don’t know what to say and what to ask. The latest situation of the inquiry became clear on the first day, and after that...they were two strangers.

But both father and daughter are working hard to change this.

"I was talking to Ms. Bertila just now," Andesa finally broke the silence after thinking hard for a long time, "She gave me this..."

She showed off the half-eaten fruit in her hand, but Bud took a look at it, but her face showed a weird look: "Has she recently started to like to give people fruit again... It's good, it's not a bad habit. But. Andesa, you still have to pay attention to it in weekdays, Bertila... It is best for you to have reservations when dealing with her."

"Why do you say that? You have a bad relationship with Ms. Bertila?" Andesa asked subconsciously.

Bud quickly waved his hand: "That's not true, at least we have a good relationship now, but she is far better than you think, and she is a person with very complicated past experiences."

"...In my opinion, being able to grow into a giant tree covering the plains is already powerful enough, can there be more complicated and bizarre life experiences than this?" Andesa smiled, and she saw that her father seemed to be Unwilling to discuss the secret behind Ms. Bertila in detail, he quickly brought this topic through with a joking attitude, "Compared with the life of Ms. Bertila, I am more curious about your life these years."

The topic is going on, at least this conversation doesn't seem so awkward, it's a good start, Andesa and Bud think about it almost simultaneously.

"I thought that after I told you about my joining the Dark Cult, you wouldn't want to listen anymore," Bud also laughed, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly, "This is not a good story."

"I was so shocked last time that I didn't expect what to ask, but anyway, it's all over," Andesa looked at her father with a serious look in the only remaining eye. , "Of course, if you don’t want to mention it again, we don’t have to discuss these..."

"I don't want it or not, as you said, it's all over, and now it's just old stories," Bud released his hand, his attitude was very free and easy, "and it's all boring old stories... …I spent the first few years in the laboratory. I have shown you the traces of reformation, artificial heart and so on... These things have continued my life and completely separated me from the belief in God of War. . In the years after that... I basically moved around as a dark priest, mainly in Anzu. I have done almost all the sinful activities you know about the Dark Sect.

"I have no intention of defending myself, nor do I think that doing some good deeds will offset those terrible acts... During those days I was led by fanaticism, and now think about it, if all the crimes were tried, it would be enough. Hang it several times."

Listening to her father saying these things indifferently, Andesa finally couldn't help interrupting the other person: "What happened afterwards? After you left the Dark Cult and worked for the Cecilians...what are you doing? Come here?"

"...This time actually didn't last long. Compared with the dark days of more than ten years, it is very short, but it is really incredible," Bud smiled. "I became a researcher, sometimes participating in research, sometimes as a The only sample of dark priests is being studied, and the rest of the time... is basically doing questions."

Andesa was surprised: "Do the questions?"

"Regarding mathematics, runes, and magical machinery, people always find something to do when there is nothing to do, and I became interested in them," Bud said, suddenly looking at Ender Sha, "Are you interested in them?"

Andesa suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She recalled the books Matilda had brought to herself and some classic "topics" mentioned by the other party in the letter and herself, her eyes wandered: "I..."

"You should give it a try, Andesa, this is not just a matter of interest for you," Bud continued. "You should understand that these things will be very useful in the future, even if you don’t consider it personally. As a general, you must also have enough knowledge to be competent in the past. This knowledge may only be knowledge of marching and fighting, combat experience, knowing how to organize the army and issuing and executing various orders, but now you need to understand More than these……"

Andesa listened, her face could not help showing a little embarrassed look. She actually recognized her father’s teachings at the moment. She was not an ignorant and insensitive person. The changes of the times, new weapons and new tactics had an impact on contemporary commanders. She is also very clear about the challenge, but people and people cannot be generalized. She remembers that when she was a child, she once challenged mathematical problems in extreme anger. After doing this for a day, she became even more angry...

Thinking about it now, I'm still very angry.

Bud didn't seem to notice the slight change in his daughter's eyes, or it might be that he finally found a topic to talk to his daughter, so he couldn't help himself. He began to talk about mathematics and runes enthusiastically, about the interesting problems he had faced as a "researcher" here, of course, except for confidential projects.

Andersa stood opposite him, awkward and helpless from the beginning, and gradually became thoughtful.

She looked at her father, and the faded memories in her mind gradually overlapped with the scene in front of her... Was his father such a person who liked to preach?

She can't remember.

Bud finally ended the long sermon he had caused on a whim. He woke up from the endless talk and looked at his daughter with some embarrassment: "I seem to say something that seems boring to you."

"It's really boring," Andesa said immediately, ruthlessly, "but seeing you live well here, I feel a little relieved."

"...It's okay, it's okay," Bud said dryly, and then he looked at Andesa with a sudden hesitation.

Andesa keenly noticed this: "What do you want to tell me?"

"...I really have something to come to you today," Bud said while organizing the language, because he knew that what he was about to say might be a little unacceptable for his daughter. "Listen, this matter Maybe it’s against your current principles, so you can refuse it from the beginning, but I think you still need to think about it carefully because it is very important to Typhon and Cecil."

Andesa seemed to have a foreboding, her eyes looking at Bud became serious: "If you want to persuade me to fall to Cecil completely, then you don't have to speak. I know that your position today has been tempered for more than ten years. As a result, I understood this, but myself...I still want to return to Typhon."

"I know you would say that," Bud shook his head. "Don't worry, no one will force you, but His Majesty Gawain wants me to tell you something."

"He?" Andesa frowned. "What does he want?"

"Cecile is trying to train a special type of soldiers that can be used to fight against the spiritual pollution of the gods. These soldiers are vital to the disaster caused by the out-of-control gods. For this... he hopes to get Typhon's mass-produced extraordinary. technology."

A gust of wind happened to blow, and there was a soft rushing sound from the canopy of the giant Thorin tree. In the sound of the leaves and branches rubbing, Andesa was sluggish for a few seconds before opening her mouth slightly: "Huh???"