Facing the captain, the soldier bowed respectfully, and then lowered his head respectfully, not even daring to raise his head. He presented a slightly wrinkled letter with both hands and said respectfully, "Captain Sally, the 'Holy Cathedral' has just sent a letter."
A white robe appeared in his field of vision, and the letter in his hand was taken away. Then, a slightly cold voice rang in his ears, "May the light shine upon you. Thank you for your hard work."
Although she had the ruthless title of 'White Sickle' on the battlefield, in the eyes of the soldiers, she was always a humble and low-key priest.
Sally's cheeks were much thinner, and no longer had the pampered look that she had when she was in Eiferta. Her once smooth platinum hair was now cut short with a dagger, and this hairstyle also gave Sally's originally gentle and beautiful face a sense of heroism that had never been there before.
Confidence, strength, and the faint sorrow that always existed between her brows — all these temperaments mixed together, giving Sally an indescribable charm … Like a flower that struggled to grow and bloom among the rocks, her beauty had changed from flamboyant to reserved, quiet and unique.
"The bishop thinks that it is now the time for the decisive battle. After the enemies in the Brialsen Forest are cleared, all teams will continue to advance from tomorrow at noon, and reach the other end of the forest within two weeks. At the same time, it is expected that the decisive battle will take place at the edge of the forest, and at that time, the Knights Templar will come to support us …"
She briefly explained the contents of the letter to the adjutant. It was obvious that such news was very encouraging, but when Sally said the news, she did not show much excitement.
"Today is the last day of rest. Prepare to set off tomorrow, and get into your best condition."
Sally gently folded the letter, and elegantly placed it into the battlefield notebook in her hand. As this operation was confidential, Sally, like all the soldiers, cut off all communication with the outside world from the day they entered the forest. Because of the special operation, even Bishop Rubens's letter could not be delivered to her, so the only thing she faced every day was a mission arrangement letter from the 'Holy Cathedral'.
Seeing Sally's somewhat worried expression, the adjutant could not help but feel puzzled. After some thought, he asked, "Captain, is there a problem?"
Ordinary teams wouldn't have any doubts about orders given by their superiors, but everyone in this team knew that the reason they were able to survive until now was because Sally had relied on her keen sense of smell to not follow orders several times. Bishop Mograine, who was in charge of this battle for the Holy Cathedral, didn't personally go to the frontlines, so most of the time … he couldn't accurately grasp the details of the battlefield. To soldiers, sometimes "following orders" was "courting death."
"There's nothing wrong with the idea of launching an all-out attack and ending the battle as soon as possible. According to the enemy's previous performance, the Holy Cathedral's judgment and decision are correct."
Sally's voice was indifferent. She turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and continued, "But … the 'Viper Cross' I know isn't as weak as these guys are."
Why did she say that? "The sentinel and adjutant looked at each other. This was the first time the captain had participated in such a battle. She was not even as experienced as some of the veterans.
Sally did not explain too much. She was thinking about the scene where 'Snaketooth' Gallup displayed his valiant strength back in the square of Hollier City … Although she did not witness it with her own eyes because of Francis's attack, Bishop Benjamin had told her later that if not for Roddy's decisive arrow, even Bishop Rubens would not have been able to escape.
Compared to Gallup's valiant battle strength, the enemies in Briar Forest were like a bunch of rookies. Even those who were known as' strong enemies' were not even half of Gallup's strength in Sally's eyes.
This situation was too abnormal, but the 'Holy Cathedral' would not be able to detect it. Bishop Mograine had been commanding from afar, and the frequent reports of victory could not accurately state the enemy's strength. Therefore, everyone agreed that the enemy's strength was only so-so. No matter how strong they were, they could not be that strong.
But Sally found it hard to believe that a church that could go against the 'Rose Cross' in the south of the kingdom could not even send a strong commander to the battlefield.
"I think the enemy might not be as weak as they appear, but this is only my personal deduction. Tomorrow, the team will set off as planned, but our speed of advance … will be slower."
Sally sighed. The general attack order could not be disobeyed. No matter how strong or weak the enemy was, this operation seemed to have to end after leaving Briar Forest.
*****
On the 29th of April, Roddy finally returned to the capital city of Efta, Hollier City, after leaving for almost half a year.
Since the battle on the 22nd of April, Roddy and the Dukes Of Angmar had exchanged eight letters. Since that day, they had already begun to lay out their plans. Those who should take action had already taken action, those who should put on a show continued to put on a show, and Roddy, who should continue to "play dead", continued to keep a low profile. After putting on a disguise, he led the mixed-blood horse and casually entered the city in the guise of a bard.
The banquet of the Dukes Of Angmar had become the focus of all the nobles in the territory. Even the commoners knew that there would be a banquet in the city in two days. Because there would be a "martial arts competition" and "opera" for the commoners to watch, Roddy could hear people talking about these things as he walked on the streets.
Tall carriages would always pass by on the slightly wider roads. Quite a few nobles had come to Hollier over the past few days. Clearly, they were all here for the banquet that was about to begin. As for Roddy, he glanced at the well-guarded noble district from afar. He did not choose to look for Angmar. Instead, he pulled up his hood and walked towards the "Cambay district".
It was not the time for Roddy to show himself yet. If he went to the Ducal Palace, he would easily attract the attention of those who were watching him. So, Roddy chose to wait for a while in the most inconspicuous slum district. He wanted to find out if there was a need to make further adjustments to the plan.
When he passed by the monastery, Roddy could see many familiar and unfamiliar faces. However, the figure who had gone to the "Holy Cathedral" was no longer there. The towering church reminded Roddy of the memories he had with Sally: the first time he escorted her back to Hollier City, blocking the assassins in front of the monastery, dealing with Francis after the attack on the square, and finding out the undead spy during the lunch with Rubens.
Sally's happy, sad, and sorrowful expressions had long been imprinted in Roddy's mind.
Now, looking at these familiar buildings, Roddy had a feeling that things were still the same, but the people had changed. He felt that he was no longer looking at things' too rationally '. This was a feeling that he had never felt before in the game.
Everyone was changing. Everyone would become someone that he had never thought of or even hated. The continuous battles and countless choices had made Roddy feel strange and inconceivable to the thoughts that occasionally popped up in his mind.
However, when he saw the 'Pig's Head Bar' and the owner Hook behind the bar counter, he could not help but smile … In comparison, it was difficult to change a person who stayed in the same place for his entire life.
"Raphael? Hoho — Buddy, how rare. Did you come back from the northern part of the kingdom? "
The moment he walked into the bar, Hook recognized Roddy. Of course, it was not because he was too handsome, but because when Roddy was telling stories here, the bar's revenue increased by three to four times.
"It was not easy to walk around, but I came back safely. I miss the taste of the ale here, so I came here."
Roddy sat in front of the bar counter, took out a few copper coins and casually chatted about the recent topics in Hollier City. After a few sentences, the topic of the 'banquet' was not unexpected.
"The Dukes Of Angmar is also in a dangerous situation. These nobles do not have any good intentions. I heard that some of them even brought their guards. If they were not guilty, why would they bring their guards to Hollier City?"
Roddy sipped his ale and smiled as he listened to Hook's rambling. It felt like the time when he took a taxi in the capital and listened to the driver talking about politics.
"I heard from the mercenaries that Wellington and Knight Titus have been suppressing the bandits … Bah! Suppressing what bandits? Who doesn't know that these bandits are the tricks of the nobles? If Captain Roddy was here, how could they have the chance to act so wildly here? "
"Cough — Captain Roddy?"
Roddy choked on a mouthful of ale and repeated the words in surprise.
"You don't know Captain Roddy? That's right, when he became famous, you were still traveling in the north … "Hook immediately began to talk about 'Captain Roddy's battle with the heretics' and 'Bloody battle with the Undead Ranger'. Obviously, these were the deeds of Roddy that were publicized.
"Magda, who is that person? I heard that he was the most capable subordinate of the Undead King, but he still lost to Captain Roddy's arrows! I heard that the two of them shot twenty arrows at each other before the victor was decided. That battle … "
"His strength is much stronger than Wellington Titus. With him around, those nobles would not dare to say anything. The 'Holy Edict' that His Holiness personally gave them is enough to make them suffer! "
Roddy did not know how to face Hook and could only drink in silence … This was the first time he heard this city's commoners evaluating him. He felt strange in his heart. He wanted to laugh, but he was silent. Most of all, he remembered what Carter had said to him.
Soldiers yearned to be recognized by the people. Roddy did not understand this mentality before, but after experiencing it personally, he completely understood what this desire meant.
But this feeling was fleeting, because Hook quickly said with a face full of regret: "Sigh, such a young man who could become a pillar of support ultimately died at such a young age, what a pity!"
"Pfft —"
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