May 4th.

Outside Leonard Canyon, Valder Post.

Because it is only more than 100 kilometers away from the "Sanctuary", all the posts in nearby territories are controlled by the "Rose Cross". The authority of the lords is greatly weakened by the divine power here, but many nobles rely on the "Rose Cross", so they have no right to pick on military issues and acquiesced to such a situation.

As the last level outside the Breer Forest, the number of soldiers on the Balder Post is over 200 years old and well-equipped, so it is no problem to deal with some small pagan teams.

But today... they suffered an unprecedented blow.

The soldiers gathered together and cooperated with the enemy in front of the cavalry to launch a charge. However, what was coming was a large area of ​​"Shadow Guards" covered in purple and black smoke. The priests' magic skills were almost completely ineffective. After the rumbling sound, the soldiers of "Rose Cross" instantly turned over, and then the one-sided massacre occurred - dozens of "Shadow Guards" over two meters tall held purple swords and almost slashed against the Templar Knights. In just a few minutes, the small sentry was completely flattened.

“Purify all pagans!”

Bishop Goethe, wearing a black robe, suddenly raised the scepter in his hand. The sudden burst of shadow power covered the entire post in an instant, causing the "Shadow Guards" to grow spike armor, and their bodies became three points stronger out of thin air...

Hundreds of "Rose Cross" soldiers were killed with almost no resistance, but the entire battle was only a short fifteen minutes from beginning to end. But when all this was over, Bishop Goethe, who was standing in the ruins, did not show much satisfaction, but frowned and looked at the "Virgin Kiss" scepter in his hand.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

As the cardinal of the "Virida Cross", Goethe's strength ranks first in the sect. By the player classification, he has advanced to level 35 at this time and is a powerful figure who has crossed the first threshold.

Goethe's understanding of "Shadow Spell" is much stronger than Gallup's "Snake Tooth" at the time, but the more he is, the more disappointed he is with the legendary "scepter" in his hand.

It is indeed powerful, and the shadow elements it contains far exceeds all the staff that Goethe has ever been exposed to in the past, but this seems to be its only advantage... In addition, this scepter does not show any of the "divine artifacts" as it should - Goethe can realize the vague "will" contained in the scepter, but the other party is always in a "sleeping" state for several days after the seal is broken and has no intention of communicating with him.

In other words, this scepter is just a prop that can amplify the power of magic, which is completely inconsistent with the Pope's original description...

"Is it still necessary?"

With his fingers tightened his scepter, Goethe closed his eyes and carefully experienced the power inside the scepter. Then he found that after this battle, the energy contained in the "Virgin Kiss" not only did not decrease, but instead increased slightly...

This discovery relieved Goethe's discomfort. In any case, the full sense of power when holding the scepter was indeed something he had never had before. He took a deep breath and then asked his subordinates beside him: "How is the team in Brier Forest?"

"Sir, the news just came that all the squadrons have arrived at the scheduled position and are waiting for the order at any time."

Goethe nodded, raised his eyes, looked at the sun above his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "Running to the final battle area before No. 6, deal with it and leave."

“Everything goes as planned.”

*******

May 5th.

The heavy rain in the Brell Forest finally stopped.

“Report the loss.”

"Roy is here!"

"Bart is here!"

"Charlton is here!"

...

Voices came from all around. After finally confirming that there were no dead members in the team, Sally finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't lean on the trunk beside her.

This should be the largest encounter in recent days. Although the "Viridian Cross" made a retreat, there were actually some suicide-style teams in the forest. Although their combat effectiveness was not strong, the lifeless attack method really brought a lot of trouble to the "Rose Cross" team.

If Sally had been confident in dealing with such a battle two or three months ago, she was very tired from the bottom of her heart - the conditions in the forest were too difficult, the sleeping environment that could not be fully rested, the continuous high-intensity battle, the poor food supply, and various factors had made Sally realize that the team had basically reached the critical point of body and will.

They need to rest, not continue fighting.

“How many days will it take to recharge?”

"Captain Sally, there is only one day left in the amount of food left, and the supplies that should have been delivered the day before yesterday have not arrived."

"I know," Sally frowned, stretched out her hand to put her scattered and wet hair behind her ears. Two months ago, it was impossible to delay supplying late, but now all the teams are scattered all over the forest, and the supply line is too long. Similar situations often happen, and complaining is useless. She can only try her best to find a way - "Reduce one-third of the food ration and wait for the above orders."

Sally's face was very pale at this time. Some team members came over to ask if she was uncomfortable. She shook her head and said it was okay. She took out a map from the simple tent to confirm her current location. Sally called the adjutant and asked, "Has the flank team not been able to extend the reconnaissance?"

"According to reports, they only conducted small-scale reconnaissance within two kilometers, because the frontal reconnaissance rewarded that the enemy's main force had all evacuated the forest..."

"What logic is this? Will the enemy's main force leave the flanks and will not keep people?"

Sally complained in a low voice, but also understood that such arrangements were basically made by Bishop Moglani. The other party was not a general who was good at leading troops and fighting. Now he was "remote control" to command such a large battle, so it was normal that there were many things he didn't care about. However, although such "negligence" seemed irrelevant, it could not be ignored in Sally's eyes.

She had witnessed her father's battle, and followed Roddy through small ambush battles, and escaped from the enemy's pursuit. She knew that any "detail" could change the outcome of the war.

"Roy, Bart, you two each took their men and rode their horses to the outside of the entire brigade to detect for a circle, extending to ten kilometers."

"Captain, isn't this..."

"Mediating?" Sally shook her head and whispered: "I know such an order is not appropriate, but someone doesn't care about our lives. We can only cherish it ourselves... Bring enough food and set off now."

"Yes, captain!"

Sally's performance over the past few months had already convinced the members of the team, so the two soldiers immediately went to prepare, and within a few minutes, the soldiers on the other side brought Moglani's latest order-

"The decisive battle was launched outside the forest before No. 7?"

Sally stood up and narrowed her eyes, "The soldiers are in poor condition and are not suitable for combat at all. How could they go head-on with the enemy in two days?"

After saying that, she knew that it was useless to complain like this. The soldier who sent the order looked bad and whispered: "Captain, maybe Lord Moglani thinks the enemy has no ability to resist..."

"Maybe? The enemy may set up a trap for us to jump on our own. There cannot be any luck in the war, otherwise we will not know how to die." Sally sighed and asked, "Where is our reserve team? Are there no support soldiers?"

"I heard it was in Pas Town. They didn't seem to be mentioned in this final battle, maybe..."

He opened his mouth and looked at Sally's increasingly gloomy face, but he finally said nothing.

"Go and report it, just say I know, the team will arrive at the meeting place."

Sally sighed, turned around and walked away, slowly disappearing into the shadow of the trees.

*******

The battle in Breil Forest is coming to an end. When such a final battle is about to begin, Cardinal Moglani, who is in the "Temple", cares about this matter at all. What he cares more about at this time is a news that his subordinates just came to report...

"Rody? What is he doing here?"

"He met Rubens in the inner city, and then left last night. The specific whereabouts were unknown. The person who followed him lost his trace after he left the city..."

Moglani was very surprised by the news. The name "Rody" was just a symbol in his eyes, representing Rubens' ridiculous plan and naive delusions, and as for the others, he didn't even have a sense of "threat".

If you are not a person of the same level, what are you talking about "threats"?

He shook his head and said, "Maybe Rubens wants to jump over the wall in a hurry. Pay attention to the movements. He has nothing to say after the battle."

After ordering, he felt that this was inappropriate and added: "No. 7 arranged for him to come to see me once, and I want to listen carefully to his opinion."

This is naturally a literal politeness. It is still unknown whether to "listen to the opinions" or slap the other person in the face.

As for that Roddy, Moglani has already put the other party behind his mind... Anyway, this kind of character cannot affect his plan.

*******

Just as such thoughts came to Moglani's mind, the "Rose Cross" reserve team, which was in his spare time, suddenly received an urgent order in Pas Town east of Brell Forest.

"Emergency preparation and departure? But..."

The commander-in-chief of the reserve team was a diocese bishop. He was a little stunned at this time with the letter signed by Bishop Moglani - why did he change the military order in the afternoon when he received the news that he did not need to participate in the possible decisive battle on the seventh?

"There is no 'but'. This is the order of Lord Moglani. If you choose to refuse, I will report it truthfully."

The priest who came to deliver the letter was wearing a blue and white robe, and his face looked a little pale, but his expression was very calm and he looked like he was doing business.

"I... I will naturally follow the orders of the lord," After looking at each other for a moment, the bishop chose to compromise. He turned his head and ordered his subordinates: "All the squadron leaders gathered immediately. I will see all the teams appear on the school field within an hour!"

Turning his head, he was about to speak, but his eyes looked into the air with a little surprised: "What is that?"
Chapter completed!