Chapter 26 26. The King's Army

Van Nerva Morgan was used to all kinds of setbacks and even accidents. As for the accident that happened now, he didn't think it was serious at all.When he watched the flickering light disappear behind the hillside, he worriedly thought of another question: What if the Minister of People Mars decides that his money is wasted?The observer in the two-wheeled easy chair has always been peculiarly silent, as if the gravity of the earth had rendered his tongue as inflexible as his body.But now he spoke to the engineer first. "Permit me to ask a question, Dr. Morgan. I know this storm is unprecedented, but it still blows away your probe. What if there is a storm after the orbital tower is built? ?”

Morgan's thoughts were racing rapidly.It was difficult to give a correct answer right away, and besides, he had not had time to check thoroughly what had happened. "In the worst case, we have to stop the transport for a short period of time, and the 'track' may be slightly deformed. But even the strongest winds will not pose a serious threat to such a tower." Morgan hoped that what he said in his haste would be relevant.In fact, Warren Kingsley will have a few more minutes to tell if that's the case.To his relief, the answer was apparently to the Minister's satisfaction.

"Thank you. That's enough." However, Morgan intends to finish his thoughts. "However, such problems do not arise at all in Monte Pavonis. The density of the atmosphere there is less than one percent..." Morgan fell silent suddenly.Now, the voice he heard decades ago echoed in his ears, but this must not be an illusion.The solemn call that overshadowed the roar of the storm carried the Engineer to another half of our planet, to the arches of Aya-Sophia.With renewed reverent joy he looked upon the creations of those who had died sixteen centuries ago, and in his ears he heard the ringing of the bell which, long ago, summoned the orthodox pray.

Memories of the city of Istanbul dimmed; Morgan returned to reality on Mount Srikunda, only to sink into an even more bewildered confusion and bewilderment. What did the monks ever say?Was Karidasha's unwelcome gift silenced for centuries?Because only in the moment of great disaster will it make a sound.But what kind of disaster is happening now?Instead, the monks should be happy about the setback to the experiment... Morgan looked towards the monastery, and it was from there that the great bell challenged the storm.Behind the parapet, not even an orange toga can be seen... Something soft touched his cheek.Morgan brushed it away mechanically.Concentration was difficult under such conditions as the mournful ringing of bells in the air made the head dizzy as if struck with a hammer.Morgan decided to go to the temple on the mountain and ask Mahanayagai-Tello to find out the truth.

There was another soft, silky feeling on his face; this time, he saw something yellow in the corner of his eye.Morgan's reflexes were always quick: he scratched, and... What he held in his hand was a yellow butterfly that had just passed the last moments of its short life.The world is so big, there are so many wonders, this little insect actually started to shake the world that people are familiar with.The unexplainable defeat turned into an even more incredible victory, but Morgan didn't feel complacent, all he felt was confusion and surprise.For he now remembered the legend about the golden butterfly.They swoop up the slopes by the thousands like a hurricane, only to die on top of it.Karidasha's army finally reached its destination and realized its long-cherished wish for revenge.