Hodecius hovered quietly next to the crystal mine, far away from the Holy Mountain that had changed its appearance. The previous earth-shattering changes had calmed down, but the real chaos and turmoil had just begun. From the Holy Mountain Cave The knights soldiers and wolf cavalry who successfully evacuated returned to the base camp in Hodices under the leadership of Ofra, and successfully reunited with the generals and bishops who stayed here. However, as for the next action , the leaders of these parties are involved in disputes.
Ofra hadn't had time to change the armor on her body, and she, Uruk and several generals even had blood stains on their bodies from previous battles with monsters. The female marshal sat on the long conference table like a god of death. First, to calm the atmosphere of the scene, and the seat next to her was supposed to be for the Pope, but now this seat is vacant.
"It has been confirmed that the Pope has been martyred," Archbishop Auburn looked at the empty seat next to Ofra. There was not much emotion on his face covered in runes, but a hint of stiffness and solemnity could be heard in his voice, "Even if the Pope It was impossible to survive an explosion of that magnitude, and the Pope’s soul aura was not sensed afterwards.”
The door of the council chamber was pushed open, and a tall figure in robes flashed in. He was an archbishop. He had just finished comforting ordinary soldiers and believers in the floating city with other monks, and now he seemed to be still carrying With the commotion coming from outside the parliament hall: "The situation outside is a bit chaotic. The scene of the Pope's martyrdom has a great impact on some believers. Moreover, after the Pope's martyrdom, the evil god escaped from this place unscathed. We must first find a way to deal with this." explain."
"Where is the revelation from the goddess?" Ofra turned to look at the silent bearded ascetic on the side of the table. Since the martyrdom of the Pope, this devout believer has been in a state of contemplation talking to the goddess, using the special spirit of the ascetic The skill restored the connection with the goddess, and she hoped that the other party's prayers for such a long time would have some effect.
The bearded man raised his eyelids slightly: "The goddess's voice was unclear, but it can be confirmed that His Majesty the Pope had a long conversation with the goddess before his martyrdom. His actions should also be the will of the goddess."
Archbishop Auburn nodded immediately: "Okay, the preliminary explanation will start from this aspect..."
"The church's explanation will come later. The more urgent issue now is how to explain it to the king." Prince Haverman suddenly interrupted. His forehead was still shiny and dripping with sweat, but this time he didn't bother to wipe it away. , "The king needs to know if the kingdom is still safe. The black thing ran away without any harm. You can explain that it was the pressure of the goddess that caused the evil god to escape, but this can only be used to appease the ordinary people. The king needs a person. A more clear answer: Will that thing come back? If it comes back, how do we deal with it?"
Prince Haverman's question was very sharp. This was very different from his usual image of a good old guy who always wiped his forehead and smiled, but this was his true acting style in this position. As the prince finished his words, Ulu Katsuya also spoke: "Our side is also in chaos. The collapse of the holy mountain has a great impact on the tribal countries, and we also have to explain the problem of evil gods hidden in the holy mountains. So within a period of time, the tribal countries will withdraw from the Horlai Some of the tower’s mercenaries.”
Due to racial talent and cultural factors, the werewolf tribe country usually exports excellent soldiers and commanders as an important economic link. Their mercenaries can be found everywhere in the southern part of the continent, and the tribe country has been on good terms with Horleta for many years.
, when Gadon III raised his army, he even had a group of loyal werewolf warriors around him. Therefore, there are also a large number of werewolf foreign troops in Horleta's regular army today, and some of them even hold full-time positions.
Ofra frowned: "This will have a great impact on Horleta, and it is not in line with the original agreement."
"We will not tear up the agreement, but this is a special situation," Uruk said with a straight face and a serious tone. "We will only deploy some soldiers to solve the problem of manpower shortage in our own country first. After the main peak collapsed, some parts were closer.
towns have been affected, and other places are also at risk of being affected by avalanches and aftershocks."
Uruk glanced at Ofra for the last time, without saying a word: Anyway, the Horleta family has a great business. They don’t lack such manpower, right?
After Uruk finished speaking, other bishops and generals at the scene also talked about the current and upcoming chaos. Some talked about military morale issues, some talked about religious issues, and some talked about diplomatic issues. Some also mentioned the collapse of the holy mountain.
Should we revise the teaching materials quickly after that, because the highest peak in the Southern Continent needs to be measured again... The last one mentioned the issue of education. Ofra pressed her eyebrows with her hands with a headache, not wanting to interfere with this situation at all, she realized that she risked
To rashly gather all these people together for a meeting is simply to think without thinking. I just want to solve all the problems quickly, but forget that the more people there are, the more serious the dispute will be.
"Tsk... I'm really not suitable to handle this matter..." The female marshal was quite troubled. "Every generation of kings doesn't die in such chaos..."
The cold sweat on Prince Haverman's forehead next to her really came off this time, and he couldn't wipe it off: "This... Your Excellency, Marshal, it is not appropriate to say this at this time..."
"I know," Ofra sighed, suddenly raised her head and knocked on the table hard, "Quiet!"
Perhaps because the conference hall was too big, her first knock on the table didn't have much effect. Several ministers in the distance were still discussing enthusiastically with the generals. When Ofra saw this situation, she picked up her long sword and took it with her.
The scabbard slapped the table hard: "I say you are safe..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a crash and the entire table shattered into pieces.
Two ministers who were arguing across the table fell to the floor on the spot: they had been so involved in the argument that they had basically climbed up on the table.
Ofra looked at this situation blankly, a little embarrassed: "The quality of the table is not very good?"
The old werewolf Elson rolled his eyes: "Stop making excuses. How many tables have you broken into pieces?"
"Okay, let's do that," Ofra waved her hand nonchalantly, "Without this troublesome thing, it just prevents you from continuing to lie here drinking tea and arguing. Do you need me to remind you? This
The place is Hodecius! It is the most powerful floating city created by the kingdom. Even if it is just a soldier who can stay here, he is the most elite in the kingdom. But with so many elites, when this happens, things turn into chaos.
So? Are you trying to say that you are not qualified to board this floating city?"
As soon as the master-level figure in the Kingdom Group spoke, everyone immediately fell silent. Ofra nodded with satisfaction: "It would be great if it was so early. Put all the things on the table and resolve them one by one. Make concessions where necessary.
Execution is carried out, I don’t care who among you here will complain about the losses. If the losses are huge, you should also think about the black fortress before. As long as it happens again, everything you value will be worthless."
After finishing speaking, she glanced at Uruk and Bishop Auburn: "Sorry, I may have overstepped my authority by saying this. I can't control the affairs of the church and other countries, but I still want to remind you that in the eyes of that black fortress,
, it doesn’t care which religion or country you belong to.”
Mentioning the "Black Fortress" that had flown to an unknown place, Archbishop Auburn's face immediately became serious: "The key to the problem is the weapon from the evil god. Its power is obviously superior to mortals, and the sacrifice of His Majesty the Pope is
We didn’t really destroy it, we just drove it away. If it comes back, then all our efforts will be in vain.”
"Didn't you say that those foreigners went to deal with this matter?" Prince Haverman looked at Ofra, "Why haven't they heard anything yet?"
"This..." Ofra didn't know how to explain it. "There should be a response soon. They should be able to succeed. After all, they also killed the eldest son in the first place."
Ofra didn't have much confidence in speaking. After all, she still had a semi-understanding of the power and background of Hao Ren and his party, let alone the origin of the "Black Fortress". She could only rely on the previous few times.
The sense of trust accumulated after the incident was solved made her believe that the foreigner had the ability to destroy that thing. At this time, she thought about whether she should call Betsy over. The confused mercenary had been with the foreigner for the longest time.
The bearded man understood the other party's capabilities better. But just when she couldn't help but wanted to ask Betsy about the matter, a white light suddenly lit up in the conference hall.
"Don't worry about the black spaceship," Hao Ren led a large group of people out of the white light, "I have bigger things to tell you now." (To be continued.)
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