A battle involving more than 40,000 people will not be ignored in the Kingdom of Karen - the noble lords and even the royal family are paying attention to the outcome of this war, and there will obviously be so-called "shouldering" among them.

In the kingdom with many lords, there are those who clearly support the "Rose Cross" and those who are willing to donate gold coins to the "Viridian Cross". On the surface, the main forces of the two major religions are competing, but in fact, behind them, they are always inseparable from the support of the nobles of this country...

In fact, there is no "cohesion" in this kingdom. As the nominal "master" of this country, the royal family has now fallen to the point of being on par with the first-class nobles of the duke, which is in name but not real.

Objectively speaking, Charles II was not a foolish monarch who only knew how to enjoy himself. As a king, he worked hard to implement new policies and achieved some commendable results - although these things were enough for him to leave a name in history, for an ambitious monarch, this was far from enough.

"Moore, this result does not seem to meet expectations."

He raised his hand and handed the palm of his hand symbolizing the royal power to the servant. The king reached out to fix the collar inlaid with golden emblems and turned his eyes to the loyal lord in front of him.

Earl Moore fought a battle with Lord Gordon last year, which is one of the most popular things in 588. Obviously, being qualified to enter Charles II's study at this time already represents the monarch's trust and ability to recognize him.

Moore, who is fifty years old this year, looks like a thin old man. His simple and undecorated robe doesn't seem to be as good as his hereditary count. However, the old noble's methods are obviously beyond those who only know how to collect taxes and support the elderly.

"Your Majesty, after the battle began, the reinforcements of the "Rose Cross" and the receiving troops arrived the next day did not report or record in the "Sanctuary". They were all 'unauthorized'. It was obvious that someone noticed the trap in advance and bypassed Moglani's instructions."

"I don't want to hear the reasons, I just want the results."

Charles II responded in a deep voice. Although there was a little displeasure on his face, the monarch really liked the feeling of "manipulating the overall situation" behind his back.

Before the outbreak, Moore intervened and affected: Why did the "Rose Cross" keep in the dark? Why did the large-scale hoarding of troops of the "Virer Cross" not be noticed? The reason was that the Earl of Moore, who was calling the wind and rain in the southern territory, played a great role.

Weakening the "Rose Cross" and secretly supporting the "Virer Cross" - Although the royal family is far less powerful than before, Charles II knows the importance of "balance", just like the originally weak Moore annexes the Lord Gordon, who is in the limelight... If there is no secret support from the royal family, such a thing can only be a fantasy.

Every war will confront various forces in places that ordinary people cannot see. The result of this religious battle is that both sides suffer losses. If we really "reap profits", the only one who is in charge of Ignaz's royal family.

"Your Majesty, everything is still under control. The influence of the royal family will increase several times in two years. The only thing we have to worry about now is the border..."

"You talk about the undead? Isn't the problem on Everta solved? What I want to see is that these disobedient guys obediently surrendered to me. I don't care what the skeletons thousands of miles away think."

Charles II raised his eyebrows slightly. He was about to be thirty-seven years old and still had the radicalism and impetuousness of a young man.

Earl Mur wanted to speak but stopped, but then he understood... Even if he said something, the Your Majesty might not understand. He simply nodded and whispered: "Everything will go as planned, Your Majesty."

*******

“Butterfly, butterfly,

where u from?

I don't know, I don't ask,

There has never been a home.

Butterfly, butterfly,

Where are you going?

Where the sun shines,

Where the buds grow.”

The team was moving forward, and on the "crunching" carriage, Nefi shook his calves and hummed this nursery rhyme that was very popular in the Karen Kingdom - such a sound also made the members of the marching team feel much more relaxed. Four days after the battle, they finally left the forest and met a team of five hundred people who came from the "Sanctuary" under the order of Rubens.

"We're going to Geer Town ahead, and the team will take a day off here."

As the commander of this team, Sally briefly told the tired team members about the arrangements for the past few days, then shook the reins and looked around, but found that she could not find Roddy...

"This guy..."

Although Sally's eyebrows were gone, she had sensitively discovered Roddy's abnormality these days - he became more and more taciturn, and even stayed up all night, just sitting in front of the campfire without knowing what to think about.

Sally asked him the reason, but Roddy was always vague. The marching days were so tiring. The occasional chat was just her talking about her experience in the jungle, but he never mentioned what Roddy had done in the past six months.

"Camilla, do you see Roddy?"

"Sister Sally, I just saw a shadow in the distance, as if Brother Roddy was riding the big bird-"

Nafi raised his hand and pointed to the forest behind the team. Sally looked at it and found that she couldn't see clearly what was there. She asked casually: "How far is it?"

"Maybe more than twenty kilometers."

"That's so far."

Sally nodded, not taking it seriously in her heart... Twenty kilometers away, let alone people, even a church cannot tell. Nefi said this, probably because she had no idea about distance.

The two walked and chatted. After more than half an hour of walking, the team entered the town and started to rest. The team of more than 500 escorted directly camped outside the town, while Sally took Naifie to stay in the hotel.

The team that had been running away for a long time finally enjoyed some peace at this time.

It was not until the evening that Roddy dragged his tired body to the town and confirmed the location of his room after asking. However, when he stepped to the second floor and was about to push open his door, the wooden door in the next room opened first.

"Roddy."

"Um?"

Hearing Sally's voice, Roddy turned her head and looked over. She wanted to say hello, but she couldn't help but swallow...

The harsh forest conditions made Sally no chance to take a bath. After the war, Nafe and she were even more exhausted. At this time, they finally found a chance to take a shower. When she heard Roddy's footsteps coming back, she hurried out--apparently, the thin gauze dress in summer could not cover up her graceful figure. Although she did not reveal much of her skin, her wet short hair, the faint curves and the two points on her chest that were not wearing underwear were enough to make people's blood surge...

"Where did you go? It took so long to come back?"

Sally didn't seem to realize there was anything wrong, so she just looked up and down at Roddy's leather armor, her eyes slightly condensed, and she took a step back: "Come in and talk, don't stand outside."

Roddy took a deep breath, moved his eyes away, stepped into the door, and placed the short bow, empty arrow pouch and short sword on the table: "I just—"

"Brother Roddy is back?"

Nafi's voice interrupted him, and Roddy turned her head and then her mouth twitched twice.

Three meters away, the little loli poked her head out of the bathroom, her round shoulders and delicate and fair skin were exposed in the air, her long red hair was hanging from the side, and her big eyes were blinking curiously...

"Silly kid!"

Sally walked over with a lot of laughter and cry, "Let you put on your clothes and come out again... Why are you so rash..."

This posture seemed to be "despised" by Nafei's parents. Soon, Nafei walked out in a slightly larger long skirt, and then jumped and said he wanted to go downstairs to see if the books were lost. Sally knew that there were guards around her, so she no longer worried about her safety. She closed the door "click" and turned around and sat in front of Roddy.

Roddy felt a little dry and twitchy, so Sally brought a glass of water and asked softly: "Are you very tired? Thank you for your hard work these days... I finally have a decent place to rest today. The team will set off later tomorrow, so sleep a little longer."

Sally's voice was indescribable tenderness. After so many things, she now cherishes the time she spent with Roddy.

However, looking at Roddy's dull expression, Sally felt that she was too gentle and seemed to make him uncomfortable. In just two seconds, she laughed out loud and reached out and punched him: "You can't say a few more words? When will you see you, this one is all--"

But when her hand fell, Sally noticed something was wrong. She stood up and came to Roddy, stretched out her hand and pulled the armor. Seeing that the lining was covered with blood, she suddenly changed her tone: "What's going on?"

As the words fell, the "intermediate therapy" also came out silently.

"In the afternoon... I encountered a team of 'Virgium Cross' when dealing with the marching traces of the team, so... I fought a battle."

Roddy forced a smile, trying to fool the topic: "It's all solved, don't worry."

"Don't worry... why should I rest assured!" Sally suddenly felt a little stuffy in her chest as she said. She took a deep breath, turned her head and whispered: "I can help you now, why do you still face these dangers alone... If, if--"

She didn't say anything in the end, her eyes were red, obviously remembering the feeling she felt when she received the news of Roddy's "death".

Roddy was silent. He didn't know how to comfort Sally, but said a little guiltyly: "I'm sorry... I didn't expect it either..."

"Forget it, I know it's useless to say it." Sally turned her head away with anger, but she had become mature and knew that the result of a willful cold war could only hurt both sides, so after a few seconds, she changed the subject and said, "How are you doing in Everta in the past six months?"

Seeing that she was no longer angry with her, Roddy relaxed slightly: "It's okay, I killed a few undead, repelled a group of orcs, and then - I was busy with something else."

"It must be very thrilling, right?"

Sally knew that this guy seemed to be as simple as having a meal, but in fact he was probably scary every step of the way - and Roddy's reaction was not beyond her expectations. He scratched his head: "Fortunately, he survived."

"Then...is there any woman pestering you?"

Sally tried to make an inadvertent expression, but her eyes were staring at Roddy's expression, for fear of missing a trace of details.

"Woman?" Roddy raised his eyebrows and passed through his mind the shadows of Nata, Akasha, and Camilla, but obviously these people didn't "hook" about themselves, so he answered frankly while holding up the water cup: "No."

"Hmph, you know what you know."

Stupid Mutou, you are like this, I’m afraid you won’t even know if other women like you!

Sally relaxed slightly, but then realized a problem: this guy has a girlfriend who hurt him very much...

It seems to be called - Nafi?
Chapter completed!