A battle that involved more than forty thousand people would not be neglected in the Cullen Kingdom. The nobles, lords, and even the royal family were all paying attention to the outcome of this battle. Obviously, there would also be so-called "sides" that would appear among them.
Within the kingdom, there were those who openly supported the Rose Cross, and those who were willing to donate gold to the Viper Cross. On the surface, it seemed like the main forces of the two major religions were competing, but in reality, they would never be able to do without the support of the country's nobles.
In such a Kingdom of Karen, there was not much "cohesion" to speak of. As the "ruler" of the country, the royal family had long fallen to the point of being on equal footing with the nobles of the Duke.
Objectively speaking, Charles II was not a fatuous ruler who only knew how to enjoy life. As the king, he worked hard to implement new policies and achieved some commendable results. While these were enough for him to leave a mark in the annals of history, but for an ambitious king, this … was far from enough.
"Moore, this result does not seem to have met your expectations."
Raising his hand, he passed the symbol of royal authority to his servant. The king adjusted his collar with a golden emblem and turned his gaze to the loyal lord in front of him.
Earl Moore and Lord Gordon had a battle last year. This was one of the most talked about events in the year 588. Obviously, having the right to enter Charles II's study meant that the king trusted him and acknowledged his abilities.
Moore, who was already 50 years old, looked like a skinny old man. His simple and unadorned robe did not seem to match his status as a hereditary earl. However, this old noble's methods were obviously better than those who only knew how to collect taxes and retire.
"Your Majesty, after the battle began, the reinforcements from Rose Cross and the reinforcements that arrived the next day did not make any reports or records at the Holy Cathedral. They were all 'unauthorized actions'. Clearly, someone had detected the trap in advance and bypassed Mograine's orders."
"I don't want to hear the reason, I only want the result."
Charles II replied in a deep voice. Although there was a hint of displeasure on his face, the king really enjoyed the feeling of 'controlling the whole situation' from behind the scenes.
Moore had already interfered and influenced the battle before it started, so why was the Rose Cross kept in the dark? Why wasn't the Viper Cross's large-scale amassing of troops discovered? The reason for this was that Earl Moore, who could summon the wind and summon the rain in the Southern Territory, played a great role.
Weakening the 'Rose Cross' and secretly supporting the 'Viper Cross'. Although the royal family was not as powerful as before, Charles II knew the importance of 'balance'. Just like how the originally weak Moore annexed the flourishing Gordon … Without the secret support of the royal family, such a thing would only be a fantasy.
In every war, there would be clashes between various factions in places that ordinary people couldn't see. This time, the war of religions resulted in both sides suffering heavy losses. If one were to say that the one who truly benefited from the conflict was the royal family that was in charge of Ignatsu.
"Your Majesty, everything is still under control. The influence of the royal family will increase several times in the next two years. The only thing we have to worry about now is the border …"
"You said undead? Wasn't Efta's problem solved? I want to see these disobedient guys obediently submit to me. I don't care what those skeletons thousands of miles away think. "
Charles II raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he was about to turn thirty-seven, he still had the radicalism and impetuousness of a young man.
Earl Moore wanted to say something but stopped. But then he understood that even if he said something, His Majesty might not understand. He simply nodded and replied in a low voice, "Everything will go according to plan, Your Majesty."
*****
"Butterfly, butterfly,
Where do you come from?
I don't know, I won't ask,
I've never had a home.
Butterfly, butterfly,
Where do you want to go?
Where the sun shines,
Where the bud grows. "
The troops moved forward. On the creaking carriage, Naifei swung her legs and hummed this very popular nursery rhyme in the Kingdom of Karen. This sound also made the troops feel much more relaxed. Four days after the war, they finally left the forest and met with the reinforcement team of five hundred people from the 'Holy Cathedral' under Rubens's orders.
"We'll arrive at Geer Town in front. The troops will rest here for a day."
As the commander of this troop, Sally briefly explained the arrangements for the next few days to the tired team members. Then she shook the reins and looked around, but she couldn't find Roddy's figure …
"This guy …"
Although Sally didn't have the previous melancholy on her face, she sensitively discovered Roddy's abnormality in the past few days. He became more and more taciturn. He even didn't sleep all night long. He just sat in front of the campfire, thinking about something.
Sally asked him the reason, but Roddy always gave her a vague answer. These days of marching were extremely tiring. Occasionally when they chatted, they only talked about their experiences in the forest. But what did Roddy do in the past six months, he never mentioned a word.
"Camilla, have you seen Roddy?"
"Sister Sally, I just saw a shadow in the distance. It seems to be brother Roddy riding that big bird …"
Naifei raised her finger and pointed to the direction of the forest behind the troop. Sally glanced at it and found that she couldn't see anything clearly. She asked casually, "How far is it?"
"Maybe more than 20 kilometers."
"That's really far."
Sally nodded, but she did not take it seriously … At a distance of twenty kilometers, not to mention a person, even a church would not be able to distinguish it. The reason why Naifei said that was probably because she did not have the concept of distance.
The two of them chatted as they walked. After walking for more than half an hour, the convoy entered the town and began to rest. The convoy of more than 500 escorts set up camp outside the town, while Sally and Naifei stayed in an inn.
The troop that had been fleeing for a long time finally enjoyed a little peace at this time.
It was not until the evening that Rody dragged his tired body to the town. After asking around, he confirmed the location of his room. However, when he stepped up to the second floor, When he was about to open the door of his room, the wooden door of the next room opened first.
"Roddy."
"Yes?"
Hearing Sally's voice, Roddy turned his head and wanted to say hello, but he couldn't help swallowing his saliva …
Due to the harsh forest conditions, Sally did not have the opportunity to take a bath. After the battle, they had been hurrying on their journey. Naifei and Sally were also travel-worn. Finally, they found the opportunity to take a bath. When she heard Rody's footsteps, she hurriedly walked out. Obviously, the thin summer clothes could not hide her graceful figure. Although not much of her skin was exposed, her wet short hair, faintly discernible curves, and the two protruding points on her chest because she was not wearing any underwear were enough to make one's blood boil.
"Where did you go? Why did you come back so late? "
Sally didn't seem to notice anything wrong. She just looked up and down at Roddy's leather armor. Her eyes slightly narrowed. She took a step back and said, "Come in and talk, don't stand outside."
Roddy took a deep breath and moved his eyes away. He stepped into the door and put the short bow and the empty quiver and dagger on the table, "I just —"
"Brother Roddy is back?"
Naifei's voice interrupted his words. Roddy turned his head, and then his mouth twitched fiercely.
Three meters away, the little Lolita poked her head out of the bathroom. Her smooth shoulders and delicate white skin were exposed to the air. Her red long hair was hanging on the side, and a pair of big eyes were blinking curiously …
"Silly girl!"
Sally didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She walked over and said, "I asked you to put on your clothes before coming out … Why are you so rash …"
It seemed that she was acting as Naifei's parent. After a while, Naifei came out in a slightly bigger long skirt. Then she jumped and said that she wanted to go downstairs to see if those books were lost. Sally knew that there were guards around, so she didn't worry about her safety anymore. She closed the door and turned around to sit in front of Roddy.
Roddy felt a little thirsty. Sally brought a glass of water and then asked softly, "Are you tired? You've worked hard these days … Today we finally have a decent place to rest. Tomorrow the team will set off later, so sleep a little more. "
Sally's voice was indescribably gentle. After experiencing so many things, she now cherished the time with Roddy very much.
But looking at Roddy's dull expression, Sally felt that her gentleness seemed to make him not used to it. After two seconds, she laughed out and reached out to punch him, "Can't you say a few more words? Whenever I see you, it's always like this … "
But the moment her hand fell, Sally felt that something was wrong. She got up and came in front of Roddy. She stretched out her hand and pulled the leather armor. Seeing that the lining was full of blood, she suddenly changed her tone and said, "What happened?"
As soon as her voice fell, "Intermediate Healing Skill" was also silently released.
"In the afternoon … When we were cleaning up the traces of the team, we encountered a team called 'Viper Cross', so … We had a fight."
Roddy forced a smile and tried to change the topic, "It's all settled, don't worry."
"Don't worry … What should I worry about!" As Sally spoke, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. She took a deep breath, turned her head and said in a low voice, "I can help you now. Why do you always face these dangers alone … if, if —"
She didn't continue in the end. Her eyes were red. Obviously, she remembered how she felt when she received the news of Roddy's "death".
Roddy was silent. He didn't know how to comfort Sally. He only said apologetically, "I'm sorry … I didn't expect …"
"Forget it. I know it's useless even if I say it." Sally turned her head away in a fit of pique. But she was already mature enough to know that being stubborn and having a cold war would only hurt both sides. So after a few seconds, she changed the topic, "This half a year … How have you been in Efta?"
Seeing that she was no longer angry at him, Roddy relaxed slightly, "It's alright. I killed a few undead and defeated a group of orcs. Then … I've been busy with other things."
"It must have been very thrilling, right?"
Sally knew this guy. Although he said it was as simple as having a meal, in fact, it was very likely that every step was filled with danger. And Roddy's reaction was not unexpected. He scratched his head, "Fortunately, I survived."
"Then … Were there any women pestering you?"
Sally tried to make a casual expression, but her eyes were fixed on Roddy's expression, afraid that she would miss the slightest detail.
"Women?" Roddy raised his eyebrows. The shadows of Natha, Akasha, and Camilla flashed through his mind. But obviously, these people would not "pester" him. So he picked up the glass of water and answered frankly, "No."
"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you."
Stupid blockhead, you probably don't even know that there are other women who like you!
Sally slightly relaxed a little, but then she realized a problem. This guy had a girlfriend who hurt him deeply …
It seemed to be called — Naifei?
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