After seeing off the elf guests, Salorian handed Griffith the latest report:
"Soon, the 12th Army, 15th Army, and 16th Army of the Grand Republic Army will arrive, commanded by Erza Valkyrie, Count Larmore, and Count Urenas respectively. The 15th Army is best handed to
Mademoiselle Sonia de La Mole, I need the Count to assist me in my work in the Senate."
"Everything is as you wish."
Griffith quickly browsed the report, and the dictator gave him special reminders on some noteworthy points.
According to the new military reform plan, the Beyeland Army and the Auxiliary Army will be immediately reorganized into an army, without distinguishing between regions and auxiliary units. The new name of the Verona 10th Army handed over to Griffith is the 10th Army. Numbers
An army cluster composed of individual armies is a huge battle unit, named "legion" according to the specific battle plan, with independent cavalry, artillery and engineering units.
The Grand Army of the Republic system covered the already overstretched and turbulent Grand Army system.
With the experience of Chalon and Roland, this legion will especially strengthen its heavy artillery. In addition to the military's 6-pounder cannon and 12-pounder field artillery, the legion has independent 24-pounder and 32-pounder heavy artillery. These powerful fort guns are in
It is an upgraded version of the Orochi Cannon used in the Teutonic-Roum Battle. It is incredibly powerful and more stable.
Erza, who has the highest military rank, is completely reliable. The Urenas Army is essentially Berthier's army. After Sonia joined, the actual command of this battle-level army was concentrated in the hands of Griffith.
Counting Lanner, Ophelia, Midianmaia, Murat and Russell, Griffith can effectively control and use this army. Diana De Mirantis has promised to the Southern Territory
A new army will be sent as reinforcements, and Alandel and part of the navy are also reliable.
The strength of this army will exceed 40,000, with the best commanders and equipment.
With this army, Griffith can lead them to conquer Canaan! The elves cannot help them if they want to sacrifice Galadia.
War is not terrible, the only thing to worry about is the godhead.
Judging from the experiences of Elodie, Krista and Erza, human will cannot resist the control of gods. This has nothing to do with the strength of will. People infected with extraordinary characteristics have become adults in the sense of material existence.
The container of advent.
Rescuing Erza is a great achievement, but she is the least contaminated by extraordinary characteristics, far less than Elodie and Krista... Galadia's entanglement with the gods is unimaginable, and her people may be separated from her
The layout has been planned since the day of birth...
Griffith was deeply worried. The dictator didn't seem to notice that he was distracted and continued to talk: "I am investigating the truth about Homemonworth and the Legion's out-of-control. Soon, my intelligence will be sent
Accurate information; the whereabouts of Aaron Lentilus will also be discovered."
"I will prepare the army." Griffith replied. Today's affairs should be over, and it is time to return to the dance. Griffith picked up the tea cup and took a sip to moisten his throat.
Suddenly, he saw a line of small words written on the inside of his cuffs—
"Homemon Watts"
It's Galadia's handwriting.
Galadia is reminding him to return to Homemonworth. During the break between battles, he should return to Homemonworth as soon as possible. There must be important clues hidden there.
"I believe you will, my student." The dictator took a short break and suddenly asked an unexpected question, "How is the progress of your project? It seems now that fate is so obscure and unpredictable. At that time,
There was a vague connection.”
Griffith was instinctively nervous. It was when he just entered school, and by chance, he chose "Call of the Ancient Gods" as his subject. Anyone else, when asked about the progress by the tutor of the subject group, would
Nervous. Besides, he has not made any academic progress in the past two years~
"I collected a lot of data..." Griffith stammered. He really collected a lot of data, and even demolished an altar to an ancient god...
"This is a field that few people have set foot in, but it covers almost all disciplines. The latest material science and alchemy, theology and philosophy discussions are all related to this. I only recently learned that there is an admirable great scholar.
We have already made some achievements in this area.”
"Who is this scholar?"
"Tiberion Ofirus, the manager of Homemon Watts," Salorian said slowly, "I only learned about it recently."
"I never heard him mention it."
"Of course, Tiberion would not dare to teach this knowledge publicly.
"The secret knowledge of the ancient gods is so powerful and profound that it can transform the form of matter and control the mind.
"You can even elevate mortals to gods.
Griffith asked: "Do you know his whereabouts?"
"Judging from the limited records, Tiberion was greatly inspired. He cherished this knowledge so much that his only worry was that he would not have enough time to study it.
"Unfortunately, his magic research betrayed him in the end, causing an unprecedented disaster. He himself also disappeared~
"On the way to explore the secrets of the ancient gods, how small the human mind is. The power of gods will change things close to it, transforming them into existences that we cannot understand..."
This is what Griffith is most worried and concerned about. He hesitated and asked: "Is there a way to counter the influence of the ancient gods?"
When his eyes swept over the dictator's face, he saw a firm determination.
Salorian took a deep look at him and said with some worry and expectation: "The ancient gods' revelations have endless imagination, and some of them are considered unnatural."
Any clues may be useful. With the successful case of rescuing Erza, Griffith can even sum up a feasible plan on his own. If he can get the support of the wise man in front of him, how can he not regain Gala?
Where is Diya?
"Is it possible to learn this knowledge?"
"Of course, my student, of course," Salorian nodded, and he stood up. The elder, who looked haggard due to work and heavy burdens, suddenly seemed to have power over everything in the world, and he had everything under control.
"After you complete the task at hand, go to Homemonwarts and see if you can find any clues there."
…
Griffith walked towards the ball. He had received many promises and tasks. Before he could walk out of the corridor, he saw Sonia and Erza in their costumes standing at the end of the corridor, looking at each other.
The two of them stood together, it was so beautiful and pleasing to the eye... Griffith's depressed mood was much better.
Having said that, they didn't know each other before... Griffith came closer and could already see their charming smiles clearly.
This is really impeccable etiquette, but, how should I put it...it doesn't seem very cordial...
Hey! They won’t quarrel, right?
Griffith was agitated, and just as he was about to escape, he saw the dictator walking out of the reception room. He had no choice but to go to Sonia and Erza no matter what.
"Sonia~" As soon as Griffith grinned, the Countess came around lightly, took his arm and moved aside. Erza raised her head invisibly and moved aside.
The soft sweetness leaned closely against Griffith, taking away his uneasiness and confusion and cheering him up.
"I miss you," the countess hugged the knight's arm tightly, "next time you leave, you must write to me."
Griffith nodded heavily: "What happened? I can feel that you are scared."
"I have a particularly bad premonition, Griffith~" Sonia pulled him and tried to stay away from the noisy people. "The people here are crazy. They have been saying terrible thoughts all night.
Complete disregard for morality, common sense and danger."
Griffith could naturally guess what she was talking about:
"Greed derived from huge profits can blind people's reason and eyes. Only when driven by huge profits will people make up some excuses for some obvious loopholes and crazy crimes.
"With excuses in their minds, they naturally have expectations, and subconsciously they are afraid that their expectations will be shattered."
At this time, the dictator appeared in the palace.
"Great Salorian, savior of the Republic!" the senators cheered loudly, praising him.
The dictator raised the scepter in his hand and pressed it down gently. The palace was immediately silent. His eyes moved to Griffith. Sonia hurriedly let go of the knight.
"Griffith de Ravenel, I need your help to restore order to the country. My students, follow me and become the chief knight of the order I founded.
"Find the holy place in your heart. In that place, look down on yourself. Breathe in the pure, cool mountain air and look at the things that make you feel guilty and ashamed. Don't deny it. Observe calmly. Put your fear in the palm of your hand and examine it. Treat it like a treat.
Observe as carefully as a novelty.
"Smell it, taste it. Your understanding of truth is like no one else can, because it is yours."
Every word of the majestic declaration became real. The words seemed to have irresistible magic power, making Griffith's heart become eager.
His desire has never been so strong, wanting to take Sonia and Erza away for a crazy night; his fear is so real, it seems that Galadia has become a puppet of God.
Even the elders and guests on the side can feel that an indescribable world is so close that they can reach out and touch it!
Sonia was horrified and felt that everyone in front of her was going crazy. The dictator was a democratically elected head of state, but he was like a king who appointed knights who were loyal to him!
Have the elders of Beyeland forgotten the spirit and responsibilities of the republic?
Desire burns hotter than ever.
Sonia wanted to stop Griffith. As soon as she took a step forward, Erza suddenly hugged her waist. The deputy general shook her head at her and told her not to do anything stupid.
Salorian chanted like a chant: "Fear brings desire, and desire demands power..."
A voice of elders and Confederates followed him, chanting with great devotion:
"Strength breaks through the shackles, and we will eventually be free."
The dictator pulled up the hood of his robe and hid himself in the shadows that could not be seen directly:
"Do you need my knowledge? My student."
Griffith replied respectfully: "Yes, my lord, I need your knowledge."
"Good, good, do you need my power?"
"Yes, sir, I need your power, which is enough to fight against the power of the gods. I am willing to accept you as my master."
"Come and kneel before me, Griffith de Ravenel."
Griffith knelt down on one knee without any resistance and lowered his head.
Salorian placed the Head of State's scepter on Griffith's shoulder: "Well, okay. Now, you are the chief of my knights. From today on, until forever, my student, you will be called La
Lord Vennell.
"I order you to command the heroic Grand Army of the Republic and destroy the enemies who threaten the Republic."
Thunderous applause and cheers instantly erupted in the palace. They were waiting!
"The dictator approved the war plan!"
"Long live the great republic!"
After a night of fighting and compromise, the Senate, the Arcane Council, and the Confederation are very close to reaching an agreement——
At this critical moment, it is necessary for everyone to unite and eliminate the common, vulgar, and ungraceful enemy! We must end the battle between the Senate and the Confederacy as soon as possible, end the expensive war, and invest precious resources in the most meaningful
The place--
Go, Griffith! Take your legions and kill all the mobs in Bijeran, and then march north to Canaan!
In order to achieve this goal, Beyeland has prepared the best army for him, and is even willing to temporarily compromise with Roland; it is really foresight to get engaged to the beauty of the Larmore family. With this wonderful marriage, he will stand on his side.
Opposite Canaan.
The dignitaries of a palace were immersed in it, as if they were the supreme dictator and the masters of the Hand of God.
Fairy, Lord Ravenel.
Go ahead and eradicate the mob completely and end the civil war!