When leaving the sanatorium, everyone's faces were a little gloomy.
Although Sarah said that this may be a sequelae caused by the use of great magic, and can be recovered in a few days of rest, this kind of thing has no precedent in the entire history of the Knights. It is like a seed of uneasiness, deeply rooted in the heart.
In the hearts of Sean—and perhaps every Legion Commander.
Sean finally agreed with them that it would not be a big deal to adopt the chief priest, and that he would only need to rest for a few days, hiding the fact that the old man was currently unable to perform magic.
However, the situation deteriorated faster than they imagined.
That afternoon, a young priest stood on the city wall and tried to use a disintegrating spear on the enemy. This magical spell was slightly less powerful than the priest's previous one, but it could also hit the enemy from a distance. Unfortunately,
The results he got were no different from the old man.
Immediately afterwards, the knights discovered that Mar's magical spell, which was usually used to assist in combat, was no longer effective.
Those magical spells do not use much magic power, and even if they fail, they will not cause damage to the body. However, all those who tried lost the ability to perceive the "Lord of the Earth" magical network after the first failure.
However, magic derived from other gods, such as the "Lord of Light", can still be used normally.
Their mother has abandoned them.
Once this idea came up, it was like a plague that spread rapidly among the Knights. Naturally, this caused an unprecedented blow to the morale and confidence of the members.
Sean had to forcibly order all the team members not to use Mal's magic for the time being. Then, although the commanders of each legion and him tried their best to calm the emotions of the team members, the atmosphere that had spread throughout Holly Castle not long ago was that the Black Crow would definitely win.
, has disappeared.
After dealing with a lot of work caused by this incident, it was already late at night.
Sean returned to the study tiredly and sat down on the soft chair. The knight squire had been asked by him to take a rest. At this time, he just wanted to be alone for a while.
From noon until just now, he couldn't even take a few sips of water, let alone eat anything. But he didn't feel hungry at all, as if there was a fire burning in his chest, making him upset.
There was a crisp knocking sound outside the door.
It's so late, who could it be? Sean responded, stood up, walked over and opened the door.
What appeared in front of him was Cathy's energetic smile. What happened this time was so weird that even Pierce was a little depressed, but she never showed any depression. This afternoon, it was thanks to her energy that she could barely maintain her mood.
The enthusiasm of the group members.
The young woman held a wooden tray with toasted bread and still-steaming milk on it.
"Captain, are you still hungry?" She held Sean's hand and pulled him to sit down at the table, "Eat quickly, no matter how many things you have to do, you can't forget to eat!"
Sean exhaled and felt a slight warmth in his heart. They were not at a desperate situation yet, and there were many people around him who relied on him and cared about him——
"Thank you, Cathy." He nodded sincerely, dipped the bread in the milk and put it into his mouth.
"It's nothing." The young woman shook her head vigorously and showed a bright smile, "We will win, right, leader?"
"Yes, we will win." Sean said slowly, "The faith of Mother Mal... and the Black Crow ancestors will definitely protect us and win."
But what the deceased ancestors can bring is only spiritual support. If the mother really... No, those are not important, what is important is themselves. Sean tried hard to get rid of those useless thoughts and picked up the remaining things.
He poured the hot milk into his throat in one breath. The warm liquid flowed down his esophagus and into his stomach, dispelling the turmoil in his chest.
Cathy's clear voice came from the side.
"Speaking of which, I have made Harlan wait for a long time. When the enemy retreats this time, I will..." She was halfway through speaking, suddenly remembering something and shaking her head vigorously, "No, no, what am I talking about?
!The most important thing now is to fight off these hateful guys!"
It seems that even she is not uneasy, she just hides them very well. Sean suppressed the bitterness in his heart and touched the girl's head. She narrowed her eyes and seemed to absorb the warmth from Sean's palm.
.
"Then, Mr. Captain, I'll take my leave." She stood up, walked to the door, and then thought of something and turned her head.
"I forgot to mention...Actually, it was Sister Alaya who asked me to bring you food, and by the way...to cheer you up!"
The door closed. Sean sat in the chair in a daze, the image of the silver-haired woman flashing in his mind.
She is more than ten years older than him, but as an Elna person with a lifespan several times his, this gap is nothing. In his impression, the woman does not seem to be particularly close to anyone, and she has been alone with him several times.
Sometimes, he just kept a faint smile.
Generally speaking, because of the large lifespan gap, marriages between the Elna people and any other human race are not looked upon too favorably. Compared with the Kamal people, who are prone to change their minds, and the Yit people, whose personalities and whereabouts are equally erratic.
, the Elna people have a much more exclusive attitude towards relationships. Combining with other races who are destined to die hundreds of years earlier than them is probably something that is difficult for the Elna people to accept.
So, he must have been overthinking it. Sean smiled to himself. The other party should have just fulfilled his duties as the leader of the regiment and cheered him up again. This was in line with her always calm character.
In this case, he should really cheer up. Although the Knights now have a strong castle, he can't predict what kind of methods the enemy will use. So, at this time, what can still be done is-
Sean made up his mind, left the study, and knocked on the door of Payne's room.
The head of intelligence poked his head out. His hair was a little messy and he looked like he had just fallen asleep. He seemed to have guessed Sean's purpose and invited him to sit down in the room.
"Are you going to..." Pain asked tentatively, "Are you asking for help from others, Captain?"
"That's right." Sean nodded, but his next words made the intelligence director change his expression.
"We cannot ask for help from other strongholds of the Knights. Although they have not been attacked yet, I cannot guarantee that what happened to us here will not happen to them again." He said word by word, "The only thing we can do
, is to use the power of other forces to prevent this war."
"The question is...who can do this?"
"The forces in the empire cannot influence Rogman III's decision. The Phil Federation is too far away from us, and the Elnar people in Breeze Forest will probably not interfere in this kind of fight." Sean's face was as dark as water, "So,
I need you to send an envoy—or go in person—to ask the Theocracy of Saint Leon to intervene to stop this internal war within the empire."
"But they belong to Protodis...and...we have had friction with them——"
"That was all in the past. This is the only possibility of getting reinforcements. No matter how small the chance is, we must try." Sean said solemnly, "I allow you to pay any price, as long as the survival of the Knights can be guaranteed, everything will be fine."
It’s all worth it.”
Payne nodded silently, raised his right hand, and drew Mal's mark on his chest.
"I will definitely fulfill my mission, Commander."