In the center of the square, hundreds of scarred orcs gathered together, surrounded by thousands of swordsmen, priests and magicians. Ouf's strongest point was no longer there, and the remaining ones were wiped out.
It is no longer difficult to defeat the orcs. But no one dares to move, because the most critical point of the whole situation has been grasped in someone's hands.
"What I want is the lives of all the orcs here besides myself and this girl. And of course, this Leaf of the World Tree."
"You want to save these orcs?" Lancelot was startled.
"Boy, my life is not worth that much. At most, I am only worth the lives of two of you." Adela snorted lightly. "We have won the victory now. These orcs are already the elite of Ouf.
If they are allowed to go back to recover from their injuries and be prepared, it will mean the continuation of this war, and the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers will be lost. I will never agree."
Asa sneered: "Oh, he is so great. He is worthy of being His Majesty the Pope. He can even risk his own life for the sake of the so-called overall situation."
"It's not that I don't want to. Now I think I can make a bet. With the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers and Celeste's victory as a bet, I am willing to bet that you will not dare to kill me. Even if I really die, I believe
Compared with the tens of thousands of soldiers who will die on the wild highlands, it is not unworthy." Adela said lightly. His face still had that beautiful face like a woman, but the temperament he showed now was no longer the same as before.
Gentleness is completely different. It is the spirit of a true superior, a leader, a person with a vision that overlooks the world. "What about you, boy? Would you rather exchange the lives of tens of thousands of your compatriots for what you want?"
"I'm not as great as you. I just want to do what I think is right." Asa said lightly. He didn't have the temperament of Adela, nor did he have the tone and eyes that overlook the world, but he was still calm.
calm.
"You...do you think you are more important than the lives of tens of thousands of people?" Talis looked at Asa angrily. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not bring out that true feeling in her expression or tone.
It's the pure anger of a warrior. Instead, it's more of a strange helplessness and sadness.
"I don't know. I don't know how to measure these. Maybe these cannot be measured in the first place. You have your reasons, and I have mine. I just know that I have to do this." Asa looked at Tali lightly.
A glance.
Adela and Lancelot looked at each other in astonishment, and then they both sighed secretly. The purpose of what they just said was to make Asa feel guilty and guilty. The Pope knew Asa's nature very well. He would never be
The kind of person who can ignore human life and do whatever it takes. As long as his mood becomes impetuous and contradictory because of what he just said, and once there is a flaw, Lanster will take action immediately.
But he did not fight back with disdain, nor did he defend his behavior. He no longer needed to seek standards to measure himself, just like a mountain, no matter what direction the wind and rain were. He had no support at all, and there was no flaw in his belief.
The most important factor is not whether it meets the standard, but whether it comes from the true heart.
"It doesn't matter whether you think you are worth it or not, as long as Sir Lancelot thinks you are worth it." Asa looked at Lancelot. "How about it? I know you will definitely think so."
Lancelot let out a long sigh and said: "Your Majesty, forget it. It doesn't matter even if you let these hundreds of orcs go. Gru is dead, and Cedros will never be able to support himself... The Glory Castle still needs you. This
Thousands of believers on the mainland also need a pope who can truly think about them. I am not willing to take risks."
"What did you say?" Asa was startled, but at this time his face fluctuated. "Didn't Cedros be assassinated by someone you sent?"
Although the flaw brought by this surprise was not big, it was still a flaw. Logically speaking, it was enough for Lancelot to take action. But he did not take action because the surprise between him and the Pope was greater than that of Asa.
"What? Cedros is dead?"
Not only were the three of them looking at each other in astonishment, but the surrounding high priests and Talis were also full of surprise. Although they had already planned and imagined capturing, assassinating, and burning the old man, the biggest leader of the hostile force, to death.
He was burned at the stake, but when he heard the news at this time, he was so shocked that he couldn't even feel the joy he should have had.
"Someone is up to something." A cold light flashed in Adela's eyes. His life still hung on Asa's hand. Even though he couldn't raise his hand or make a move, his temperament and aura did not hinder him at all. "
Could it be that someone who is capable of such a trick is..."
"I think we need to know more about this, and there happens to be a clue here..." Lancelot suddenly dragged Ayime over, and a burst of white magic flashed across her body, and she woke up leisurely.
"Brother Asa." After waking up, Ayime screamed in surprise when she saw Asa. Then she found that the situation around her was a little hesitant.
"Little sister, it seems that you and Bishop Inham have an agreement. Please tell us the whole story." Lancelot grabbed her arm and said.
Ayime didn't speak. She just looked at Asa and the Pope in his hand. Asa nodded and said, "Speak out, I want to know too. Did you originally have any agreement with that guy?"
Ayime hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Adela and said: "Not only with the guy named Inham, but also with him. I know that the two of them are necromancers, so I made a deal with them,
Use the World Leaf to make them find a way to release you."
"Necromancer?" All the high priests around him screamed. Adela's face darkened. Although he was actually the Pope, these words would definitely cause him considerable trouble in the future.
Asa's surprise was no less than that of several great priests. He also asked in surprise: "You got this leaf of the world tree from the elves? How could you get it?"
"A necromancer also helped me get it, but he seemed to be helping me. He asked me to bring it here to them so that they can release you, and this dagger..." Aiyimei took it out from her arms.
That weird-looking dagger.
"Nick dagger?" "Agranel?" Lancelot and Adela both fired at the same time. They already roughly understood what was going on.
"It turns out that all this is because of you...Oufu actually put the blame on us. They should kill you and then go to Aigrenel to settle the score...".