Endless Debt

Outpost No. 46 is located on the edge of the Hidden Land. It serves as the primary contact point between the Secret Groups and the Bureau of Order. It also serves as a surveillance tower, alerting every move of the Secret Groups. Although Heine and Osana did not communicate with each other, Boluogo was certain that they must know each other.

After leaving the courtyard, the group of people arrived outside. The dazzling sunlight fell, causing Bologg to temporarily avoid it. After a moment of adaptation, the blue sky came into view. Bologg then looked around. He and Palmer They were all stunned in place.

Normally, due to economic and concealment considerations, the size of the outpost will not be too large. Some may be a house hidden in the city, or some may be a hunter's cabin located in a dense forest.

Outpost No. 46 was completely beyond Bologo's imagination.

At this time, the group of people was on a stand, from which they could easily overlook the many buildings below. Boluogo did not look forward, but turned his head to look at Outpost No. 46 itself.

Heavy bricks and stones were piled one after another, forming towering trees, forming a castle. Ivy covered the walls, and most of the green fields swallowed it up like algae.

"This is really a castle."

Boluogo thought that this should be rebuilt by the Bureau of Order through the original ruins. Otherwise, in the style of the Bureau of Order, it must have built a strict bastion.

"Bologo."

Palmer called Burlogo's name. Burlogo turned his head and looked along Palmer's line of sight. A picture that shocked Burlogo emerged.

Boluogo overlooked the buildings stretching under the castle. The tall buildings stretched endlessly along the road. Their exterior walls were neat and shiny, the windows shone with sunlight, and the roads intertwined like a complex maze. Some roads are wide and busy, while others are narrow and quiet, filled with pedestrians and vehicles.

The steel and concrete stopped abruptly when it extended to the end of Bologo's field of vision, bordering the lush ancient forest. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be difficult for Bologo to imagine that a town was built out of thin air in this inaccessible place.

The melodious sound of the whistle came from the distance. Bologg followed the sound and looked. He could not find the running train, but he could see the thick white smoke rising above the tree canopy.

There are two landmark buildings in this town, one is the castle where Bologg is located, and the other is the train station located in the center of the town.

"You can understand Outpost No. 46 as a secret town. In addition to its proper functions, it is also responsible for transactions and material transfers to the secret groups."

Heine introduced to the staff who came here for the first time, "Because there are many people maintaining the outpost, in order to facilitate everyone's life, everything that should be available in the town has been expanded repeatedly over the years, and finally it became like this. .”

Boluogo didn't believe Heine's lies, saying that it was for staff expansion, but it was more like the vigilance against the Secret Group was increasing year by year.

"The Hidden Land is said to be isolated from the world, but they cannot be completely self-sufficient, and they also need to conduct material transactions with the outside world." Palmer was once again wise, "I guess the railway at Outpost 46 is just One of their trading routes, there should be more secret railways coming from all directions to connect here."

"And judging from the expressions of these people, they come here too." Palmer said and looked at Osana and the three of them.

Osana remained as indifferent as ever, but Rolfo and Soti showed obvious disgust.

This kind of disgust is not only because of the Bureau of Order, Palmer guessed, but also because there are mortals everywhere. The sense of pride as condensers has been deeply rooted in their bones, but when they think of the ancient and strange group of secrets, Palmer actually still sympathizes with the tradition.

Sympathy is fleeting.

No matter how superior and powerful the Sublime One is, it still needs a large number of mortals for logistical support, like the hundreds of kilometers of railways, covered high-rise buildings, streets, etc.

"Everyone, please disperse first. You can go sightseeing here on your own," Nathaniel said, glancing at his watch. "The train is still being repaired. We will leave on time in one hour."

After a short pause, the crowd dispersed and Holt returned to his old place. Everything here had changed a lot. He wanted to take a closer look while there was still time.

Osana and the three stayed where they were, not showing the slightest interest in this place. It may be that they have been here too many times and have long been accustomed to it.

Bologna and Palmer were fully interested in this place, and then they left and walked along the street towards the center of the town.

The population of this secret town is not large. There are scattered pedestrians on the road, including men, women and children. Boluogo guessed that these should be the family members of the staff. There are also some soldiers with firearms standing on the street corner. People are interested in this. I have long been accustomed to this.

Bars, cinemas, bookstores...you name it.

"The same outpost, the working environment here is much better than the desperate outpost in the fourth group." Palmer commented.

"This town has formed its own culture. I just hope it won't be destroyed by the war." Boluogo's thoughts are always more serious than Palmer's.

While the two were wandering around the town, enjoying the remaining peace, Nathaniel and Heine had entered the depths of the castle, whispering as they moved forward.

"Has there been any result from the investigation?" Nathaniel asked.

"We don't have any direct evidence yet that proves that the Secrets Group has colluded with the Disobedient Royal Court," Heine said with a hint of distress, "You also know how exclusive the Hidden Land is."

"Then do you think the group of secrets can be trusted?" Nathaniel continued to ask.

This time Heine was silent for a long time and gave his own answer, "No matter how trustworthy they are, as long as there is a one percent risk of rebellion, it is intolerable."

Nethaniel thought deeply for a while and then ordered, "When we leave the outpost, organize the evacuation of the personnel, leaving only the Sublime ones who can participate in the battle."

Heine had already been prepared for this possibility, but when he heard Nethaniel say it himself, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Want to start a war?"

"I'm not sure, but like you said, even if there is a one percent probability, it is unacceptable."

"All right."

Heine couldn't help but sigh. He realized that after a long period of peace, Outpost No. 46 finally ushered in its already determined ending.

"I wouldn't want it if I could," Nethaniel said, "but this is the eve of war and we have no choice."

Heine put his hands behind his back and said worriedly, "If you really face an unavoidable conflict, what will you do?"

"Destroy the Council of Sages and forcibly control the Secret Group."

Nathaniel said, "Don't worry, we will try to keep the damage to a minimum...a quick and deadly beheading operation."

"What if the beheading operation fails?"

"Then it's up to you," Nathaniel looked at Heine. "This place will become the bridgehead of the civil war. A steady stream of weapons and sublimators will arrive here to completely plow the hidden soil."

"You've already made plans, right?" Heine suddenly realized.

"Yes, there are several armed trains rushing here at this time. They should arrive soon after we leave, loaded with mortal troops dispatched from the Rhine League, but this time, these mortal troops have passed by With the blessing of alchemy weapons."

Nathaniel said quietly, "A single rat will be trampled to death mercilessly, but when the rat swarm swarms, they will eat everything."

For a moment, Heine felt a bloody storm pass across his cheeks. He adjusted his glasses and murmured, "It seems that I have been here for too long, and I have no idea how serious the outside world has become."

"Yes, Heine, the situation is as bad as the wrath of the Scorched Earth coming again."

Nathaniel suddenly laughed, "But after this trip, if you and I are still alive, the information will probably be disclosed to the defenders."

"What information?"

"About the truth about the world," Nathaniel patted him hard on the shoulder, "You're curious, aren't you? Then you have to find a way to survive."

Heine took a deep breath, clenched his fists hard, and responded with a smile, "I'll try my best."