Pillar of Yita

However, these growing next generations seemed to hint at the arrival of a new era.

He sighed, only hoping that within the next three to five years, the China Super Competitive League wouldn’t lose too much ground, but this wish didn’t seem very realistic.

Because whenever he thought of some matters within the Alliance, his mood unconsciously turned somewhat gloomy.

Meanwhile, Tianlan was privately lavishing Fang Hong with praise, ”Brother Ade, the words you spoke were truly excellent, look at how everyone is now full of energy. If we truly succeed, this mission might just make it into the annals of the China Competition Region’s major events.”

”Giggle giggle,” the young French girl became more and more excited as she spoke, and couldn’t help but giggle, her eyes squinting into crescent moons, ”Can you imagine, me, a French girl, leaving a mark in the China Competition Region’s annals? This shows that personal struggle is one aspect, but the progress of history is also very important.”

Hilveld watched these two self-aggrandizing individuals with a smile.

No one was really familiar with Dolifen from thirty years ago, fortunately, there were plans of the city at City Hall. Hustings Cathedral was built during the Fosha Era, named after the funding Hustings Family, the Great Holy Cathedral is of Griffinlee style—similar to Earth’s Gothic architecture, taking fifteen years to complete, it was originally Ouli’s Holy Sanctuary.

Later, however, when the diocese moved, the importance of the Hustings Cathedral declined and for a long time, only some nonessential clergy remained. So afterwards, it was only natural to rent out the auxiliary area of the cathedral to Holite Academy to maintain its expenses.

Hustings Cathedral was located on Mist Shield Manor Avenue, adjacent to Haggston Cemetery District. From the map, everyone discovered that the shortest route from City Hall to the cathedral was through the garden of the cemetery district, but that required breaking through the triple blockade of the Undead, Dragon Worshippers, and Dragonfire Guild.

The good news was that the distance between the two was not that far, a straight line would not exceed two kilometers, and the complex terrain in between was well-suited for an attack breakout.

Fang Hong knew nothing about tactical planning, so he left the planning of the combat operation to Recall. During the discussion, Red Leaf seemed to have a few words to contribute as well, it appeared she was being groomed as a future core commander of the Tabopolis Oak Knights.

This was also in line with the Combat Artisan’s battlefield positioning.

However, what surprised Fang Hong was that Hilveld was also not unfamiliar with these matters; she could easily understand the city’s plans, and the few suggestions she proposed all hit the nail on the head.

This made Fang Hong curious about the real identity of this young lady; did the heiress of the Rose Workshop really need to understand these things? The Fairy Family and the Emerald Bird Workshop had different directions in creating Magic Guided Conductors, and their work varied quite a bit from military Magic Guided Conductors.

But glancing over at Xiesta, who was vigilantly keeping an eye on him, he thought better of probing further.

Due to the urgency of time, everyone involuntarily sped up their actions, and after a brief discussion, they started preparing for the evacuation and breakout.

It was almost at the last moment that Fang Hong and Atira found the Papalarian who had been missing for half the day; to be precise, it was Parker who ran into the group as he returned from outside.

Facing the stern gazes of the two, the Papalarian stammered a bit, claiming he was just trying to find out where the kitchen was.

”What kitchen here, Parker, are you still half asleep?” Tianlan asked incredulously.

”What’s that you’re holding behind your back?” Atira asked, eying the dwarf suspiciously.

Parker hastily backed away in a fluster, but didn’t expect to bump into Gita and tumbled to the ground with a thud, scattering the parchment papers he was holding all over the place.

Tianlan curiously picked up the papers, unable to hide her surprise, ”Wow, these are the blueprints of the Hustings Cathedral, where did you get them from?”

Parker quickly gathered the scattered parchments, his eyes darting around before saying, ”There was an archive room on the first floor, I thought since you were heading there, these prints might be of some use, yes... I guess that’s what I thought.”

”You guess that’s what you thought?” Tianlan rolled her eyes, ”Parker, can’t you draft your lies before telling them?”

Fang Hong took the blueprint from Tianlan’s hands and after looking at it, he indeed confirmed it was the blueprint of the Hustings Cathedral, with the cellar location clearly marked.

This blueprint was incredibly useful, especially at such a critical moment. He unexpectedly looked at the Papalarian Crossbowman with some admiration—intentional or not, this blueprint alone meant he could claim a major contribution to this operation.

He also didn’t expect this ’kitchen burglar’s’ habits would turn out to be so useful here, but flipping through the papers in his hands, he was surprised to find that a few pages were missing.

He looked up and asked, ”Parker, do you have any other blueprints?”

”No, no, of course not!” the Papalarian shook his head vigorously like a rattle drummer.

”Really, then why are some pages missing?”

With his eyes darting, Parker replied, ”Ah, that’s normal, you know, it’s easy to lose these things due to negligence. It might have been misplaced by the original staff. Or possibly I didn’t pay attention when I took them and missed some.”