Demon Lord

Facing the captain, the soldier bent down to perform the teaching salute, but immediately lowered his eyes in a very respectful manner, and even dared not look up - he presented a slightly wrinkled letter with both hands, and said respectfully: Captain Sally, 'Temple, just arrived letter.'

A white robe appeared in the field of vision, and the letter in his hand was taken away, and then a slightly cold voice sounded in his ear: May the light shine on you, thank you for your hard work!

Although she has the ruthless title of White Scythe on the battlefield, in the eyes of soldiers, she will always be a humble and low-key priest.

Sally's skinny cheeks no longer looked pampered and pampered when she was in Efta. The once smooth platinum long hair was now shortened by her with a dagger to crisp short ear-length hair. Sally's originally soft and beautiful face was more heroic than ever before.

Confidence, strength, and the slight sadness that always exists between the brows—all kinds of temperaments are mixed together, giving Sally an unspeakable charm... Like a flower struggling to grow and bloom among the rocks, her beauty , has changed from publicity to restraint, quiet and unique.

My lord bishop thinks it's time for a decisive battle. After the enemies in the Brill Forest are cleared, it will start at noon tomorrow. All teams will continue to advance and reach the other end of the forest within two weeks. In the final battle, the Knights Templar will come to support us...

She briefly narrated the contents of the letter to the adjutant. Obviously, such news was very morale-boosting, but when Sally shared the news again, she didn't show much excitement.

Today is the last day of rest. Tomorrow, I am ready to go and adjust my condition.

Sally folded the letter gently, and gracefully put it into the field notebook at hand——because this operation is kept secret, Sally, like all soldiers, has been in touch with the outside world since the day she entered the jungle. All communication was cut off. Because of the special action, even the letter from Bishop Rubens could not be delivered to her, so the only thing she faced every day was a mission arrangement letter from the Holy Temple.

Seeing Sally's worried expression, the adjutant couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. After thinking about it, he asked aloud, Captain, is there something wrong?

Ordinary teams would not have any doubts about the orders assigned by their superiors, but everyone in this team knew that they could survive until now because Sally had escaped catastrophe several times by relying on her keen sense of smell and not following orders— — Bishop Mograine of the Holy Temple who was in charge of this battle did not personally go to the front line, so many times...he could not accurately grasp the details of the changes on the battlefield. For soldiers, sometimes following orders becomes suicide.

The idea of ​​launching a general offensive and ending the battle as soon as possible is not a problem in itself. According to the capabilities shown by the enemy before, 'Holy Temple, it is correct to have such a judgment and decision.

Sally's voice was flat, she turned her head away, squinted her eyes slightly, and continued: But... the cross B I know, is not as weak as these guys.

The sentinel and the adjutant looked at each other in blank dismay - the captain is supposed to be involved in this kind of battle for the first time, and his experience is not even as rich as some veterans, why do you say that?

Sally didn't explain too much. What she was thinking at this moment was the scene of Snake Tooth Gallup showing his mighty strength in Houlier City Square... Although she didn't witness it because of Francis' attack But Bishop Benjamin also told her later that if it weren't for Rody's decisive shot, even Bishop Rubens might not have escaped.

Compared with Gallup's formidable combat power, the enemies in Brill Forest are simply a group of rookies - even those guys who are called strong enemies are still half of Gallup's in Sally's eyes No strength at all.

This situation is too abnormal, but the Holy Temple may be difficult to detect, because Bishop Mograine is always commanding by remote control, and it is impossible to accurately tell the enemy's strength through the frequent success reports, so everyone agrees that ...The strength of the enemy is nothing more than this, no matter how strong it is, it will not be much stronger.

But Sally finds it hard to believe that a sect that can compete with the Rose Cross in the southern part of the kingdom can't even send a powerful commander to the frontal battlefield

I think the enemy may not be as weak as they appear, but it's just my personal inference. The team will set off as planned tomorrow, but our speed of progress...slowed down a bit.

Sally sighed, the order of the general attack cannot be disobeyed after all, no matter whether the enemy is strong or weak, this operation seems to be terminated after leaving the Brill Forest.

On April 29th, Rody finally returned to Houlier City, the capital city of Efta, after leaving for nearly half a year.

Since the battle on April 22, Roddy and the Duke of Angmar have exchanged eight letters, and all the subsequent plans. The layout has been started since that day - those who should act have already acted, those who should make gestures continue to make gestures, and Rody, who should continue to play dead, continued to keep a low profile, disguised, and led the mixed-breed bastard. Ma, dressed as a bard, entered the city at will.

The Duke of Angmar's banquet has become the focus of all the nobles in the territory at this time. Even the common people know that the city will hold a feast for the nobles in two days - because there will be similar tournament and opera Programs such as Show are for civilians to watch, so walking on the street, Roddy can always hear people discussing these things.

Tall carriages would always pass by on the slightly wider road, and there were quite a few nobles who came to Houllier City these days, obviously all of them came for the upcoming banquet. But Rody glanced at the aristocratic district with fortified mansions from a distance, but he didn't choose to look for Angmar, but instead pulled up his hood and walked towards the Cambay District.

It is not yet time for Rody to show up, rushing to the Duke's Mansion will easily attract the attention of stares, so Rody directly chooses to wait for a while in the most inconspicuous slum area, inquire about some news by the way, and see if he needs Make further revisions to the next plan.

When passing by the monastery, Rody could see some familiar or unfamiliar faces, but the figure who had gone to the Holy Temple for further study was no longer there—the scene was full of emotion, and the towering church made Rody inevitably think of Hesha Li's little things: Escorting her back to Houlier City for the first time, blocking the assassins in front of the monastery, solving Francis after the attack in the square, uncovering the mole of the dead at the luncheon with Rubens, etc...

Whether Sally is happy or sad or mournful, it has long been imprinted in Roddy's mind.

Looking at these familiar buildings now, Rody has a feeling of things are different from people - he feels that he finally seems to no longer look at things too rationally, because this kind of feeling is the same as he never felt in the game before. Never before.

Everyone is changing, and everyone will become something they never imagined, or even hated. Continuous battles and countless choices have made Rody feel strange and incredible about his occasional thoughts.

However, when he saw the Pig's Head Bar and the still-looking boss behind the bar, Hook, he couldn't help but smile...Compared with people who stay in the same place all their lives, it is basically difficult to change.

Raphael? Hehe—man, it's really rare. Did you come back from a stroll in the northern part of the kingdom?

The moment he walked into the bar, Roddy was recognized by Hook—of course, it wasn't because he was so handsome, but because when Roddy was telling stories here, the bar's turnover increased by three or four times compared to before. .

It's not easy to walk around, but I came back safely. I miss the taste of ale here, so I came here when I went to the city.

Rody sat down at the bar counter with ease, took out a few copper coins and handed them over, casually chatting about the recent topics in Houlier City, without saying a few words, the topic of banquet was unsurprisingly— —

The Duke of Angmar is also in a critical situation. None of these noble lords have any good intentions. I heard that some people brought guards. If you are not guilty, what kind of guards do you need to bring when you come to Houllier City? ?”

Luo Di sipped his ale, smiled and listened to his ramblings. It felt like he was taking a taxi in the imperial capital and listening to the driver talking about current affairs.

I heard from those mercenaries that Wellington and Knight Titus have been suppressing bandits outside... What kind of bandits are they? Who doesn't know that these bandits are the means by which those noble lords get in the way? If Captain Roddy is here, how can it be his turn? Are they running wild here?

Cough——Captain Luo Di?

Roddy choked on the ale and repeated it in surprise.

You don't know Captain Roddy? That's right, you were still traveling in the north when he became famous... Hook immediately began to talk endlessly about the plots of Captain Roddy vs. Heretics and Blood Battle with Undead Rangers ——Obviously, these are all the deeds of Rody that were made public at the beginning.

Who is Magdana? I heard that he was the most powerful subordinate of the undead monarch, but he was still defeated by the arrow of Captain Luo Di. I heard that the two of them shot twenty arrows at each other before deciding the winner. war…

His strength is much stronger than Wellington's Titus. With him, how can those nobles dare to talk nonsense? The 'Sacred Bulletin' granted by the Pope himself is enough for them to drink a pot.

Rody didn't know what expression to use to face Hook, so he just drank his head in suspense... This was the first time he heard the common people in this city evaluate himself, and he felt very strange in his heart: some wanted to laugh, some were silent, and more , But I remembered the words that Carter had said to himself.

The soldiers longed to be recognized by people. Rody didn't quite understand this kind of psychology before, but when he experienced it personally at this time, he fully understood what such a longing meant.

But this kind of mood is also fleeting, because Hu Ke soon expressed regret: Hey, it's a pity that such a young man who could become a pillar died young in the end.

puff--

Roddy, who just took a sip of ale, sprayed the table directly...