Headquarters

The dangerous person I want to investigate this time turns out to be the person I wrote in the diary before I lost my memory, but he doesn't seem to want me to remember what happened back then... His attitude towards me was extremely cold, but there was something unclear about it. I'm afraid I'm going to get stuck in the mud. —————————————————————————————— TWH3004, the Magician Base Headquarters received a strange report letter. Every sentence in it can trigger a mass demonstration. And unfortunately, the gentleman who wrote the letter was a riddler. Seventy-one words, four sentences, three riddles, and one complaint. This caused a stir in the headquarters. Famous fortune tellers from the base flocked to the place and speculated on countless different endings. Most people thought it was just a farce. It was not until the headquarters dispatched two commanders to the Vankhets area where the letter came from to investigate that people realized the seriousness of the matter. Speculations abound. Minister Wendell was ordered to come to this land, but he felt that he had seen him before, and the gentleman who wrote the letter seemed to have some secret connection with him. The truth of that war is still waiting to be revealed behind the fog. If a god falls from the altar, not into the mud and dust, but into the arms of a person—— [Drinking wine at dusk is no worse than roses. [My reward is donuts every morning. Pretending to be cool, addicted to fishing for attacks × loving to meddle in other people's affairs Qiangqiang, HE, reunion The background is not an ordinary Western fantasy, and the author is talking nonsense, but who would refuse a magician who can take out chocolates and roses from his pocket at any time. Purpose: Opposition to war, love and peace, equality between man and God