Countess Elena de la Mole looked out the window at the bright red sunset, tapped the thick report, and complained softly.
William is not here, and Sonia and Griffith have also gone off to war. This big house is really empty. I am the only one left in the family. It’s so lonely... Oh, wait a minute, Griffith isn’t here yet. Did I miss it?
Who?
The countess thought carefully for a while and realized that she had left out her eldest son, Nolan.
Don't blame me, don't blame me, who made him play with his friends from morning to night and not go home! The countess stuck out her tongue a little, and prepared a divination ceremony on the silver plate at hand without any expectations.
While waiting for the result, she rang the bell.
Mr. Ashford immediately came in with several servants. The countess said to them:
"Please tell me more about the latest situation on the front line."
This period is full of bad news. The social world is gloomy.
The great nobleman Duke Hermann Meyer defected, and his territory has become an independent principality under the protection of the clan alliance. This is ridiculous and incredible. The Beyeland army lost nearly half of its strength during the flanking attack, and Teutoburg was surrounded
, the remaining troops almost lost their combat effectiveness. With the defeat of the Teutonic cluster, other border guards deployed on the border also retreated, and large areas fell into the hands of the enemy.
The disastrous defeat was like a disease, spreading from the Neck to the interior of the Odessa region. The refugees abandoned their homes and fled south, lacking food and clothing, and blocking the roads for retreat and counterattack.
Beyeland and Odessa blamed each other, and both believed that the other party should bear the main responsibility for the current situation.
There is a risk of total collapse of the Odessa front!
The Church of the Gods, headed by the Holy Light Holy See, is absorbing believers at an unprecedented rate...
The steward of the Earl's Mansion took out the notepad from his waist, clamped the lenses on his eyes, and flipped through it: "Madam, it's a pity that today's battle report has not been received yet. The Earl's actions have not been made public; the troops of Governor Manggulus are in the process of
The left wing that is outflanking the Teutonic cluster will encounter the young lady's troops. The girl from Anjou is also with the young lady.
"My lady's army is composed of defeated troops in pieces. She has the support of the Urenas family, but there are no senior officers or other high-ranking nobles. The current actual commander of the army is Griffith."
"Pay attention to the prince's movements. I want to know what he eats every day, how long he sleeps, and what he is thinking about," the countess said. Suddenly, she stopped and made a quiet gesture with her finger, "Wait a minute, what's the sound?"
"
Like the sound of bells, mixed with the sound of salutes, coming from the direction of the Senate. The first salute resounded throughout the city, reminding citizens that an important event had occurred, followed by the second.
"It's a salute from the Senate, ma'am," Mr. Ashford pricked up his ears. "Two blasts are a sign of martial law for the whole city."
Elena immediately tapped the crystal on the table: "Echo hub, connected to the Senate."
At this time, the third salute sounded. The expressions of Mr. Ashford and the servants suddenly brightened. Then, the Senate's communiqué came from the echo crystal:
"Central News Agency, Bayerland News Agency, the following is the immediate communique of the Senate:
"On October 27, the brave and fearless Bayerland army achieved a brilliant victory in Berimion. After today's fierce battle during the day, the Bloodaxe Warlord Mangrus and the troops under his command were defeated.
It was a complete failure.
"The brutal orc butcher died in the rebel army. His army was resolutely pursued by our army. He was either killed or drowned in the river!
"More than eight thousand enemies were destroyed and captured."
After hearing the announcement from the Senate, the countess breathed a long sigh of relief. She nodded to the servants, and after they left, she contacted a high-status friend.
"Mrs. Modres, good evening, I am Elena, and I would like to express my warmest congratulations to the General and his victory... Well, Sonia only made some small contributions.
"Yes, yes, this is what I urgently want to know. My daughter is on the front line. I am really worried. Please tell me in detail!"
At this moment, the countess caught a glimpse of her fortune telling board out of the corner of her eye.
The confusing information since the beginning of the war is becoming clear, and divination has given results for the first time. The mercury outlines a row of complicated patterns.
Elena happily examined the omens on the silver plate and talked absentmindedly to the general's wife. After a while, she realized that she did not understand what the divination was saying.
She considers herself to be a good occult scholar, but she can only understand sporadic fragments of omens. Among a large number of incomprehensible patterns, only a small fragment can be identified.
"Mysterious, enhanced".
…
Griffith felt like vomiting.
There were no longer any organized enemy troops on the battlefield. The cavalry troops dropped their breastplates and began to chase the fleeing enemies.
Many troops from the clan alliance ran wildly towards the east. Corpses chopped down by light cavalry were strewn across the fields. Countless warriors could no longer run and simply threw away their weapons and lay on the ground waiting to die.
By dusk, Beyelan's army killed more than 2,500 clan alliance troops in the battles at Stone Bridge and at the foot of the mountain, and captured nearly 3,000 prisoners. Including the ferry and Kazika Village a few days ago
In the battle, the Tierne Front lost a quarter of its troops under Griffith alone. The general and a large number of officers were either killed or taken prisoner.
Groups of prisoners captured from various places were driven back across the stone bridge. The collected weapons, baggage and carriages were piled up like mountains.
News of the victory is being conveyed to the Teutonic Centralized Command and the Senate as quickly as possible.
The entire army was cheering for Griffith. The members of the auxiliary corps who had just suffered a huge defeat a few days ago were in a state of extreme excitement. Even Alyosha, who had nothing to do with this war, was jumping up and down.
Different voices repeated the same title, paying tribute to the commander and leader of this decisive battle.
"Eagle of Berimion!"
"Long live the Eagle of Berimion!"
Waves of cheers surged like waves. But Griffith felt very uncomfortable for some reason. He was dizzy, with acid in his stomach and a bitter taste in his mouth. He wanted Sonia to accept the cheers of the army, but the Countess and Galardi
Ya was immersed in the hazy joy of being drunk, and her voice was hoarse. She didn't listen to his opinion at all. Instead, she pressed him on the saddle and asked him to patrol the battlefield like the famous general in the story.
Severe discomfort spread throughout Griffith's body, and he found it difficult to even move his fingers.
"Geffy, what's wrong with you?" Krista noticed his discomfort and asked softly. Amidst the cheers dedicated to Griffith, she seemed to have completely got rid of her identity as a saint, relaxed and comfortable
, the beautiful smile eclipses the sunset.
Griffith was almost lying on the horse's back. He couldn't straighten his back, and he didn't know how to explain to everyone that there was something wrong with his body. He could only touch his feet.
"The enemy, the enemy shot my toe, it really hurts."
"Yeah." Krista took off the iron gauntlet, hit his fist with the healing power and punched him. The divine healing extended along the spinal cord and meridians, and Griffith experienced being healed for the first time in his life.
The feeling of explosion.
He vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, scaring Krista and the people around him so much that they took two steps back. The girl looked at her fists and found it incomprehensible, so she gave him two more blows.
Griffith, who had vomited blood, felt better for some reason. He wiped the corners of his mouth, straightened up, and accepted the cheers of the soldiers.
When he raised Hanguang high, all the artillery of the 603 Test Squadron fired at the same time, and the rumble of cannons and waves of cheers swept across the entire battlefield.
Griffith was surrounded by cheers from mountains and tsunamis. At this time, he seemed to have become the center of the world. With his army, he could have the power to change the world.
He vaguely heard the sound of the door opening, and the surging spiritual energy surged towards him, making him stronger every second.
Griffith was shocked by his own power and gained astonishing occult knowledge. Then, he saw the phantoms of four knights approaching. The knights galloped on horseback. With their iron hooves, horrific disasters descended, and the heaven and earth were destroyed.
Everything is out of balance, the sun and the moon change color, and then the world collapses.
Griffith witnessed the astonishing vision, his eyes darkened, and he fell off his horse.
…
Violent reverberations pounded the brain, and close but incomprehensible murmurs lingered in the ears.
who I am?
I tried to open my eyes and saw an elegantly decorated bedroom with white sheets and soft bedding. A girl was lying on the bedside, her head buried in her white arms, her light blond hair hanging down. She was sitting on a chair next to the bed.
, wearing a light blue dress, the rounded curves of her chest and slender waist are pleasing to the eye. One hand moved the ends of her hanging hair, making the girl move. Well, this is my hand...
where am I?
The field of vision became clearer. There were newspapers scattered on the small table beside the bed. The big title read "The heroic prince and the indestructible army march towards the neck." There was a small velvet box next to the newspaper, and Yu Yu was placed in it.
A shining medal. Next to the medal is a letter, the lacquer seal has been opened, and there is a long list of titles written on the letter:
"To His Excellency Knight Griffith Dravennell, Knight of the Order of the Eagle with Silver Oak Leaves and Two Swords, Eagle of Berimion, Captain of the Assault Squadron 2nd Class:
"The investiture and canonization ceremony is scheduled to take place... Your Excellency can choose the fiefdom or annuity in Verona... Count Larmore will host a celebration banquet for you in Beyeland, and your leave will begin on the date of receipt of this letter...
"
Oh, I have a headache. Griffith rubbed his eyes and pinched himself to make sure he was not dreaming. After realizing that he did not wake up from his dream, he tried to sit up and pinched himself again.
What am I doing?
The noisy murmurs in his brain gradually subsided. Griffith once again came into contact with a power he had never experienced before and a lot of occult knowledge. Huge information poured into his brain and he was put down on the bed again with huge shock.
Griffith lay humming for a while, and finally calmed down again. He struggled to get up again, flipping through a stack of newspapers on the table to familiarize himself with the situation.
The front page headlines of this stack of newspapers are very interesting. The newspapers I just saw were from before the war started, printed and distributed locally by the Odessa newspaper. As the battle progressed, the headlines became more and more terrifying.
"Betrayal, shameless betrayal! Meyer, who is as shameless as the goblins, betrayed us!"
"When the army moves into Firestone Town, everything will be fine."
"Our army was annihilated at Firestone. Commodus, give us back the 2nd Odessa Auxiliary Corps!"
Some newspapers were carefully cut out and glued to the notepad, with comments in beautiful handwriting next to them. It looked like they were made by Sonia.
It is not difficult to find from the newspapers these days that after hearing the news that the army was defeated and the orcs invaded the mainland, an atmosphere of panic filled Odessa. Most people did not expect that the defeat would be so sudden and fast. Soon,
Refugees from the north fled, tragic stories filled the newspapers, and the atmosphere of despair became even more solemn.
A full-page list of the dead, a series of numbers of annihilated troops... a brutal siege and massacre almost became inevitable.
"Griffith, are you awake?" The countess rubbed her eyes and sat up. She probably fell asleep while staying by her knight's side to give a briefing, and there were red sleep marks on her beautiful face.
He began to talk in a drowsy manner, congratulating Griffith on becoming a knight, and telling him that the squadron had been given a few days' leave and to replenish its troops.
While listening, Griffith flipped through the newspaper below and found that the content became unsightly.
"Poor cowards without faith hold hysterical orgies of lewdness."
"The bottomless madness breaks through the bottom line of mankind. Where is the rationality?!"
"A large number of cultists are spreading false news, and the city defense army has been dispatched."
Galadia once said that human beings only have so much reason, and it is not uncommon for their minds to be destroyed by the unknown and fear, and they become followers and puppets of evil gods.
Now it seems that this is really the case.
Tortured by panic and a large number of sacrifices, some Odessa people collapsed. They had a naked carnival and fell into weird and hysterical madness. Just witnessing it was nauseating. According to the description in the newspaper, these people were "like
A swarm of insects squirming like that."
"What's the matter with squirming like a bug?" The countess came over, read the newspaper, and asked her knight curiously, "Is it some kind of terrible transfiguration?"
"You don't want to know." Griffith patted the girl's head, crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it away.
The next newspaper suddenly changed its tone. In extreme despair and sadness, the army won again. Thousands of enemies were eliminated, and the general who commanded the army was killed. The situation was reversed and the tragedy was the same as before.
Suddenly, it was impossible to believe that this was done by human beings.
The crying face was suddenly forced into a smiling face.
The newspaper headlines have completely changed.
"Such a ridiculous script must be the will of the gods. It is a test of our faith!"
"All this is the result of the Angevin girls!"
"The holy girl commanded the army and completed an impossible counterattack after a series of failures."
"Only the spokesperson of the Holy Light can turn the impossible into possible."
"The Supreme Saint will arrive in her pious Odessa today!"
Griffith trembled with fear. He realized that he had been negligent. He had made a fatal mistake. With the last glimmer of hope, he asked Sonia: "Where are we?"
"In Odessa, in the rooms of the summer palace!"
"Krista, where is Krista!?" Griffith jumped out of bed, desperately grabbed the breastplate and Han Guang, convicted, and yelled, "Where is Galadia? My army is here
where!"
Sonia was frightened by his expression and stammered: "Krista is in the square, blessing everyone. Galadia and the rangers are outside the city."
Griffith Knight almost stumbled out of the room, startling Karen and the maid outside the door.
"Karen, take Sonia out of the city!" Griffiths draped his arms and ran wildly, gathering the troops heart-breakingly, "Storm, 603, assemble!"
The officers and sergeants immediately responded to him in the echo crystal. The echo was clear and everyone's tone was calm.
"Yes, sir," Lean replied, "but we are receiving new recruits in the military camp outside the city. Ace, Joshua, Lanzada and other priests are attending a rally in the square, and the 603 artillery team is still there.
On the road, it’s a day’s journey.”
Griffith was desperate. He frantically searched for the body, but found nothing. Soon, he rushed out of the corridor and came to the balcony of the Summer Palace facing the square.
He saw hundreds of thousands of people kneeling on the ground devoutly, looking up at the balcony of the Holy Light Cathedral, like the undulating waves of the sea. The sun was warm and warm, and it was a peaceful and peaceful scene.
Fortunately, there was still time! Griffith jumped down from the balcony, jumped on a group of horses and ran towards the girl. There were his own people there.
…
Bishop Kellain raised his hands solemnly: "Please ask the girls of Anjou to pray for us for the protection of the Holy Light."
A warrior who lost his right leg came to Krista accompanied by a priest. The noble extraordinary wizard Lord Seydlitz was so moved that he cried bitterly, like a child with a lollipop. He took the punishment.
Lord Corvallen looked at Krista on the balcony with a loving face, as if he was looking at his little daughter who was about to get married.
The Word Bearer Bishop Horus Osiris from the provinces and several extraordinary men from Odessa were trembling with excitement, their faces full of blissful joy. They knelt among soldiers, small businessmen, civilians and homeless people, as if everyone was
Like equal brothers.
Lanzada was also in the crowd. Beside her were Ace and Joshua, two boys who were happier and more pious than she was. Hundreds of thousands of believers and citizens who suffered from panic and lost their loved ones looked at them expectantly.
Holding the saint's hand, waiting for her blessing.
Amidst the sounds of prayer, she seemed to hear the captain's call.
"Stop the blessing, stop Krista!"
Christa? Who is Christa? Lanzada looked around blankly, not understanding what the captain meant. She looked up and saw the Anjou girl who had just appeared on the terrace, and was immediately attracted by her pure beauty.
The purest frankincense exudes a pleasant aroma, and clusters of it pour out from the terrace on the second floor of the Cathedral of Holy Light. Angevin girls wear pure white robes decorated with gold threads. Twelve pure and beautiful girls from Odessa's noble families
Girls surrounded her.
The silence was extremely deep, and only the sound of distant bells came from afar.
Ah! She is so beautiful. It makes people feel that it is a sin to look directly at her. If I could kneel in front of her, how happy I would be. Gildeace's eyes filled with tears, and a drop of tear fell on Lansadad's hand.
Above. The trainee nun's remaining vigilance was completely lost, and all other thoughts were forgotten.
The disabled warrior had already come to the saint, knelt down on one knee, and the Angevin girl raised her hands in a solemn gesture of blessing.
Her words were short and touching.
“Never forget, my brothers and sisters, that you saw with your own eyes the greatest kingdom on earth saved by the Lord. Just as you saw an enemy as evil as the abyss defeated and destroyed. We are weak and tormented on earth.
and killing, yet we have victory in heaven. My brothers and sisters, you will remember this day forever, won't you? Hate those who blaspheme the Lord.
"You must always be loyal to this Lord who is so great, so terrible, yet so merciful."
The Angevin girl has an awe-inspiring attitude, and her beauty is divine and transcends human beings.
She stretched out her white arms, as if inspired by the gods, and asked: "Do you promise me?"
"We agree." the girls said, with tears streaming down their faces.
Hundreds of thousands of believers cried and swore repeatedly.
"In the name of the terrible Lord, I accept your promise!" Bishop Kelian's voice was thunderous. Lord Seydlitz was already crying until he almost fainted.
The disabled warrior felt that his body was heating up, and his lost right leg seemed to be healing. He was filled with ecstasy, a warrior full of expectations.
He was shocked by the joy brought by the blessing and lost his composure. He stood up and wanted to cheer.
However, after a while, he felt that his body was becoming stiff and dry. The faces of his brothers and sisters who were watching him eagerly were covered with dark clouds of gloom and panic.
Beside the saint, two girls who were relatively close to him fainted and fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with you guys? Is there something on my face?"
The veteran's face felt itchy, so he stretched out his hand to touch it. When he looked down, he saw that his palm was covered with slices of meat and human skin. There was a rustling sound in his ears, and the flesh and blood all over his body peeled off like snowflakes, forming a squirming mess.
Granulation and death-gray tentacles. The tentacles raised up and rotated like snakes toward hundreds of thousands of believers, slowly split open, and viscous blood-colored liquid flowed out.
In the cracks that were like scars and oozing pus, eyeballs appeared one by one, squirming, watching the believers.
The devout believers stared dumbly at this scene without any warning. Lansada in the crowd was originally wrapped in joy and blessings, but suddenly fell into extremely cold despair and fear.
Everyone's first reaction was that they had had a nightmare.
Krista was suddenly awakened. The countless voices and thoughts that had been entangled with her disappeared. She regained her consciousness from the haziness and illusion, and looked at the large group of tentacles squirming in front of her in horror. She was frightened.
She took a step back and looked around. The horrified believers looked up at her, and everyone who met her eyes began to crack, mutate, and sprout flesh, tentacles, and eyeballs.
Pieces of tentacles bloomed in the crowd like flowers on the grass. Blood-colored, sticky tentacles with dense hair and pieces of flesh surged up in the crowd. They grabbed the nearest living person and began to fuse and devour them.
Bishop Kelian, Bishop Horus Osiris, Lord Seydlitz and other extraordinary beings have escaped like rabbits.
The screams of terror were deafening. The believers of the Holy Light and the priests who stayed at the scene saw the terrifying monsters appearing around them one after another. They fled in panic or shouted incoherently.
"That woman, she brought the monster, she is a monster and a liar!"
"She is the devil!"
This is not the end. Amidst the hysterical screams, a shadow that cannot be described in words appears behind the "Saint Girl". It does not even appear in nightmares.
Truth has replaced falsehood. A certain existence has been waiting for everyone, waiting for the moment when faith reaches its purest climax.
In the dark, Lansada and his companions heard the sound of the dice falling to the ground. Everyone felt as if a gap had opened in their heads, and the fear, anger and despair arising from betrayal and deception surged out.
They seemed to see a dice, which was indescribably weird and should not exist in this world. The dice had one hundred sides, each with the number 1100 written on it.
Everyone got their own number, and their wills collapsed one after another.
Immediately afterwards, the second dice fell.
The citizens of Odessa witnessed a crazy scene and the most evil deception. At this moment, they knew that they were losing their sanity and sliding towards madness.