The news that "a giant as big as a mountain range destroyed Antioch" was eventually spread to Zhusalem by the survivors, but it did not trigger the expected large-scale flight and riots.

The seemingly confident move has nothing to do with the city's own defense measures, but is forced by reality.

From a geographical point of view, Zhusalem is in the west and Antioch is in the east. To the east is the sea and to the west is a desert with nothing. Even if you escape through this no-man's land with a narrow escape, you still have to face the hostile sultans.

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The residents of Zhusalem had nowhere to escape, so they flocked to the church to pray for God's blessing. The bells rang in response to the believers' requests one after another, turning Zhusalem into a city that never sleeps.

Belief in the gods was the reason why this city was originally founded and the war was launched for it, but when things came to pass, it was all about praying to gods, and it was obviously impossible to place all hope on faith.

Because both the white knight Christina and many priests in the city have encountered the same problem - no answer to prayers, no matter how loud or pious you are.

At first, the White Knight panicked and thought that Terra was punishing her again, but she soon discovered that her peers who were favored by the gods were in a similar predicament. The goddess did not completely ignore the believers. Divine magic could still be used, but communication

Just don't think about it.

The priests interpreted this as "God's test" to test whether her believers could defend Zhusalem. With the endorsement of the priests, the residents of the city gradually calmed down. Later, even Baldwin, the king of Zhusalem

I also believed it and began to concentrate on organizing defense.

There are also people who don’t believe it, such as Christina, Aura, and the silver dragon Gurnis. The three non-human “women” have witnessed the destruction of Antioch, and Zhusalem has not shown that he has surpassed Antioch.

Gram's defense ability.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, trenches and pits are all for dealing with mortals.

No city wall in the world, no matter how thick or high it is, can stop that giant. He trampled the entire city of Antioch and caused a storm to sink the escaping ships. While doing all this, it was like stepping on

An ant's nest rotten. He can definitely destroy Salem, there is no doubt about it. Only witnesses can understand the terror of the giant. According to this idea, the elf invited the king to ride with her on the silver dragon to Antioch to "see

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Baldwin readily agreed. After returning from the investigation, His Majesty locked himself in the house and prayed for a day and a night. After he came out, he took the elf to see the treasure of Zhusalem, a spear with a simple shape.

"This is the spear that killed the prophet. It is said that in the hands of a true saint, its power can split the sea and destroy cities."

How could such an artifact be given away in vain? After kneeling down with great piety and prostrating himself on the ground, Baldwin, whose face was bleeding because the skin was broken by the impact, took off the spear, held it in both hands and handed it to the elf.

"I believe in you, White Knight Christina, to unleash its power."

Christina took the spear and held it in her hand to examine it carefully. It was for infantry fighting. It was not too long and stood up slightly taller than her. For a weapon that had lasted for nearly a thousand years, it was in pretty good condition.

The wooden handle did not decay at all. The elf tried to dance twice. The spear tip collided with the sun through the stained glass of the church, and the cold light flickered, illuminating the face of the white knight.

She had heard a little bit about this spear. In terms of popularity, it cannot be compared with the Spear of Terra. It would be better if there was a Spear of Terra. With the mentality that something is better than nothing, the elf thanked the king and took away the spear.

The murderous weapon of the dead prophet. What she did next was a narrow escape. The king and even Aura had advised her.

The king said that he or other knights should ride the silver dragon to Antioch. Aura agreed. The elf smiled and shook his head, saying that it was her.

Baldwin felt that it was outrageous to entrust such a suicidal mission to a woman. Ola simply did not want to lose another familiar face. A dwarf is not a dwarf, Ola is a woman after all. As he spoke, his eyes became red.

In dwarven culture, even if a woman sheds tears, she is regarded as weak.

The female dwarf, who was trying hard to hold back her tears, could not continue to persuade her. She actually understood that you cannot persuade the paladin to retreat from a battle that involves sacrificing one's life for righteousness.

Isn't this the purpose of the Paladin's existence to protect the holy city and its innocent residents? If the elf would shrink back, she would not be worthy of the white armor that King Baldwin made for her.

The elf also rejected the king's proposal and used a feint to attract the giant's attention. Then Christina rode the silver dragon and took advantage of the opportunity.

That's just what ordinary people take for granted. If you are a giant taller than a mountain, is there any difference between an ant biting you and a group of ants biting you?

Facing a giant on the ground has no other outcome than being crushed. That is not a generous sacrifice. Being treated like a bug will only result in a worthless death.

Having refused to have others go for her, and refusing to be protected, the elf could no longer refuse Chu Salen to see off her hero. A cocktail party in Christina's name was held in a hurry, and many people came, but there were always some who could bear to

He kept looking eastward or listening intently, as if a giant taller than the mountain would come over at any time.

They were scared out of their wits, but they had nowhere to escape... Christina, the protagonist of the banquet, accepted rounds of toasts, but she did not forget to think about random things. Anyway, the toast was not about horses overshooting her and comparing her to a prophet.

, even before he finished speaking, the person raising the wine glass was already choked up.

This person was none other than the king of Chu Salen, His Majesty Baldwin.

"I never thought that I would have a girl do it for me in my lifetime..." Because it was too unlucky, and because he was not too drunk, the king finally did not say the words "die for me" and barely maintained his dignity.

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Everyone was focused on caring about "a beautiful elf woman who is going to die for us", but ignored the silver dragon. They tried to persuade the elves, talking and sighing, but they ignored the whole process of Gurness who was just a few feet away.

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Silver Dragon listened quietly, smiling politely, playing the role of a perfect listener, as if the matter had nothing to do with her. Anyone with a little common sense should understand that the knight may change horses several times in a battle, but no matter

After changing it several times, no one could remember the name of the horse, and no one even knew whether the horse was dead or not.

Maybe it's because everyone is afraid of the identity of the silver dragon, or maybe it's because most of the knights here are from the empire, and it's hard for people who have experienced the dragon war to have a good impression of the giant lizard with long scales.

The elf raised his glass to the silver dragon sitting at the next table. Gurness smiled and raised his glass in response, as well as Aura.

They didn't even arrange for Grace to sit with me. The elf drank the most expensive wine in Chusalem, but he didn't taste the sweetness at all.
Chapter completed!