Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 643 - 607 Measures of the Northern Territory

The Imperial Center's plan to reclaim the colonies was known to Perfikot at the first moment.

Almost nothing that happens in the Northern Territory can be kept from her, whether it's the Assassin Brotherhood or the Northern intelligence department, both can provide Perfikot with the intelligence and information about all matters big and small in the Northern Territory.

The network of contacts left by the old prince also provides her with a way to obtain intelligence and information within the Imperial Center, allowing her to know about the decisions made by the Imperial Center before they even leave the meeting room.

Not to mention the massive movement of troops by the Imperial Center, it would be really strange if Perfikot didn't receive such news.

"Count, should we protest against this decision made by circumventing you at the imperial conference?" a Northern official suggested to Perfikot.

In the view of the officials of the Northern faction, the Imperial Center is targeting the Northern Territory, and if the Northern Territory doesn't react, it would seem a bit timid.

But Perfikot shook her head, denying this suggestion.

However, she didn't say anything but directed her gaze to an advisor left by the old prince, giving him a look before asking, "Scott, what do you think?"

"Count, I think the Northern Territory should support this matter and send strong armed forces to assist the Imperial Center," the advisor named Scott, after a brief thought, provided a suggestion contrary to that of the Northern officials.

This advisor, called Scott, was a talent left to Perfikot by the old prince, but apart from seeing Perfikot once when the old prince passed away, he actually hadn't interacted much with her.

He didn't understand what kind of character Perfikot had or her style of working, but he still used the information he had gathered and his judgment on the current situation to give this suggestion.

Upon hearing his suggestion, the Northern faction officials were obviously very dissatisfied, but they did not show disrespect in front of Perfikot, only questioning him about the reason for his proposal.

"Count, are the Steam Knights under your command stronger than those controlled by the Imperial Center?" Scott asked Perfikot a crucial question.

Upon hearing this question, Perfikot immediately understood Scott's thought and laughed: "It seems the old prince indeed left a good talent. Follow your suggestion! Deploy the Godsend Knights, I want a banner team... no, since we're doing it, let's do it thoroughly, send out two banner teams of Godsend Knights, would you mind making the trip yourself?"

"May I ask what the Godsend Knights are?" Faced with the task assigned by Perfikot, Scott didn't immediately agree, but asked her a question.

"The Godsend Knights are an improved upgrade version of the Autonomous Knights I developed, equipped with the latest model energy cores and steam armor, each Godsend Knight in normal state is equivalent to a titled knight, and in the limit-break state, they are equivalent to a Legendary Knight." Perfikot briefly explained to Scott in front of her, also providing a reminder: "However, the limit-break state of the Godsend Knights can last only for fifteen minutes, and after that, the entire machine will be scrapped, so how to use them effectively really tests the commander's abilities, do you have the confidence to use them well?"

"You can rest assured, Count, I will not fail." Scott bowed to Perfikot, showing no tension at all about taking on a quite dangerous task.

Perfikot and Scott's dialogue left the surrounding Northern faction officials somewhat puzzled, so someone asked, "Lord, may I ask what this is about..."

"Scott, you go explain, and by the way, I hope not to strain relations with the Imperial Center too harshly, you understand what I mean, right?" Perfikot looked at Scott, hoping he wouldn't misunderstand her intentions.

Scott bowed deeply and said to Perfikot, "Rest assured, Count, the continuation of the Empire is the old prince's dying wish, we will not go against his and your will!"

"Very well, go ahead! I look forward to your results." Perfikot nodded slightly, then stood up and left the office with everyone seeing her off, and Scott began to explain the current situation to the others, as well as what exactly Perfikot required him to do.

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"May the All-Father shelter you, Count," Judge Shabelle greeted Perfikot with a bow.

"Judge Shabelle, it's been a while, what brings you to see me at this time?" Perfikot, somewhat lazily, leaned against the sofa, on which was spread a large polar bear skin, complementing her fair and tender skin.

This was one of the gifts she received for her last birthday—a large polar bear skin, said to have belonged to a polar bear that stood three meters tall while alive.

To preserve this rare pelt, it was skinned whole and turned into a very beautiful carpet, even the bear's head was kept intact.

In fact, many bear skin products have recently appeared around Perfikot, with the more ordinary ones being tributes from various sources, and some of the more exquisite ones coming from the native tribes of the Northern Territory.

These natives indeed have a remarkable talent for hunting.

Some of the higher-quality animal pelts and other items looking relatively primitive in style in the lord's mansion are tributes offered to Perfikot by these native tribes.

Perfikot did not treat them poorly either, sending them various living supplies and products of modern technology, and has never hesitated to assist these native tribes from the Northern Territory, even building shelters for tribes unwilling to relocate, ensuring they can still maintain a normal life amid the end-time winter.

Perfikot herself also developed a habit, whether it is a quirk or a fault is unknown, of liking the feeling of being wrapped in fur; she always had to be covered in fur or lying on it.

Even on important occasions like meeting Judge Shabelle, she still appeared lazy.

But with her current status, Perfikot can do whatever she wants, no one can make her do anything she doesn't want to do, and no one requires her to take things seriously or solemnly.

Saber naturally knew this, so even though Perfikot's demeanor seemed dismissive, she courteously said, "Count, the church hopes to send people to participate in this imperial action."