The anxious Sigrit pushed open the door and saw Brad sitting on the seat with a haggard face...

His face was full of hesitation and at a loss.

"Brad...I..."

Sigrit, who had always been sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, always kept quick-acting life-saving medicines on her father, Shado, fell into a long silence at this moment, with only the water vapor in her eyes constantly filling her eyes.

She really wanted to speak up to save him, but that would undoubtedly put Brad in a dilemma.

Just when her heart was about to hit rock bottom, she heard Brad's hoarse voice:

"Don't worry, the instructor asked me to take you with me."

"real!?"

Sigrit immediately felt like she had returned to heaven from the abyss.

As long as she can be with the other person, no matter where she goes, it makes no difference to her!

But before she could be happy, she saw Brad with a bitter look on his face and said:

"It's not just us, there will be a group of people."

Sigrit was so smart, how could she not understand Karsus' painstaking efforts, and immediately asked:

"The uncles, aunts, and my father..."

Brad shook his head slowly:

"They will not leave, and the current situation does not allow them to leave just now...

"The boiling public dissatisfaction will make...the empire...completely collapse..."

Sigrit bit her lip and stopped making any sound, her eyes becoming a little lonely.

That's right... Looking for something in the boundless and dangerous star realm is completely equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack...

Even if they really find the so-called 'weapon' and return, will their Netheril still be there?

This is probably... an excuse that Karsus came up with in order to boost military morale and appease the people when he was desperate...

Thus... let's preserve the next fire for the Netheril Empire.

The room fell silent.

I don’t know how long it took, but I saw Brad holding his head in pain and muttering:

"Why...

"why me...

"Why... choose a loser like me...

"Why... I have obviously done my psychological work... ready to work with all my colleagues for the empire...

"He died in battle..."

There was a loud bang.

"Why!!!"

Sigrit was so frightened that she trembled and saw Brad smashing the long table into two halves on the spot, with fragments of vases and enamel tableware scattered everywhere.

Brad was huddled against the wall, holding his head with his hands full of blood and crying:

"Doesn't this make me...be a deserter?

"Why...even a chance for me to die with peace of mind...

"Don't even give it to me...

"teacher..."

Sigrit looked at Brad who was almost crying like a child, and wanted to speak to comfort her, but she didn't know how to speak.

Finally, she slowly walked to the other person's side, knelt down, and held her beloved in her arms.

This is the only thing she can do at this moment.

...

The next day, the floating cities of the entire Netheril Empire were almost frantically delivering a common message.

In order to fight against the encroaching war, and to save the declining empire, His Majesty Karthus, the chief arcanist, decided to take out his only magic ship that could safely pass through the magic-absorbing blockade of the magic sunflower, and dispatch a special operations force to the

Three days later, he will go to the star realm to find the ultimate weapon that can destroy the Felin Demon Kui.

And the name of the captain of this magic ship is...

Brad Noah.

As a result, various greetings flew to Brad's desk like rain, and relatives and friends who did not interact with each other on weekdays also came in an endless stream, trying to insert their own and even their children's names into this "crew list".

What made them angry was that the Grand Arcanist, who usually seemed amiable and easy to talk to, changed his mind and refused them all. He began to select the crew list according to the most stringent requirements and requested that all original crew members be retained.

But he still underestimated the influence of those powerful people.

He may be able to reject them, but he cannot completely reject the 'instructions' from his parents, or even from...Xia Duo.

Almost everyone regards this ship as the only hope for survival, an ark in the apocalypse.

Just one ship cannot carry the hopes of tens of millions of people in an empire.

Therefore, both Karsus as the instigator and Brad as the captain became the target of public criticism.

When Sigrit finally boarded the ship three days later and saw him again, she could hardly believe her eyes.

The originally handsome fiancé looked like he had suddenly aged at least thirty years...

At this moment, Brad was facing the overwhelming pressure from the entire empire, like a tsunami.

Already bald and gray on the temples...

"I will definitely come back...

"Returning with salvation..."

On the bridge, Brad looked at the countless figures who came with suitcases and hopes, but were eventually forced to stay in the port of the floating city, and said to himself.

In the end, this magical ship was forced to remove three-quarters of its original crew, and was fully loaded with noble soldiers and most of Netheril's arcane heritage...

Just like this, amid the cries of tens of thousands of people and the boiling curses...
Chapter completed!