Although the relationship between the two countries was not very good, the old diplomat still showed a professional smile when the two sides met.
"Welcome to the land of freedom – Vlaar! Gentlemen! "
He strode forward, opened his arms wide, and shouted to Bishop Karl and his party who had just disembarked from the airship. Seeing the old diplomat, Bishop Karl also walked over with a smile.
"May the Goddess protect you, people of Order."
Both of them looked at each other and smiled. Then, they shook hands.
"Well then, please come with me. We have prepared accommodation for you …."
"No need."
Bishop Karl shook his head and interrupted the old diplomat.
"The Holy Cathedral attaches great importance to the report submitted by the Council of Vlaar. If possible, we would like to take a look at the front first …."
Hearing Bishop Karl's words, the old diplomat raised his eyebrows slightly. Then, the smile on his face became enthusiastic again.
"Of course, of course. I can understand that you have always taken pride in protecting Order, but it may take some time to go to the front line now …. Anyway, please come with me."
As he said that, the old diplomat turned around and led the group outside.
The group quickly left the airport, but it did not take long for Bishop Karl and the others to find that the road in front of them was completely blocked. The reason was simple. The streets and the square were densely packed with people, holding candles and flowers in their hands. They seemed to be in the middle of some kind of activity. At that moment, the old diplomat whispered a few words to his attendant next to him, then showed an apologetic smile to the people in front of him.
"I'm sorry, everyone. Before we leave the square, I'm afraid we can only walk. The road here has been blocked. We will send people to prepare transportation on the other side."
"What are they doing?"
Bishop Karl asked as he looked at the people in front of him.
"It looks like they're praying?"
"Oh, that's not a prayer, sir."
The old diplomat's smile did not change in the slightest. It was completely professional.
"This is a mourning …. The families of the soldiers who died in the battle with those evil beasts are mourning for them, hoping that their souls can rest in peace forever …."
The old diplomat let out a soft sigh.
"This is a heavy blow to our Brahril. Because of this, we hope to receive reinforcements from the Holy Cathedral."
It was unknown if it was intentional or not, but the old diplomat's voice became a little louder, attracting the attention of many people around him.
"We all live in this world, so we should support each other, right? Lord Bishop? These evil demonic beasts are the enemies of all living beings. We must destroy them! Only in this way can we be worthy of our fallen heroes! "
At this moment, more and more people came over and looked curiously at Bishop Karl and his group. The robes they were wearing were too conspicuous. After all, no one in Brahl would dress like this.
"Grandpa …"
At this moment, a child holding a candle walked out from the crowd and looked at the old diplomat with red eyes.
"Are they the ones that people say came from the Holy Kingdom? Will they help us destroy those monsters? "
"Well, I'm afraid I can't answer that, son."
Looking at the child in front of him, the old diplomat smiled bitterly and looked at Bishop Karl in embarrassment. And the child also looked at Bishop Karl.
"Grandpa, will you help us destroy those monsters? Will you help me avenge my father? "
Hearing the child's question, Karl reached out his hand and gently touched the child's little head.
"Son, we are all people of Order. As long as it is to protect Order, we will not hesitate."
After hearing Bishop Karl's answer, the child blinked his red and swollen eyes, as if he didn't know what to say. Bishop Karl smiled and nodded, then continued to walk forward.
Seeing Bishop Karl's reaction, the old diplomat's expression didn't change in the slightest. He just walked in front with a few attendants, while Bishop Karl and his entourage followed behind. Both sides didn't speak after that, and they just walked out of the square where the mourning ceremony was being held silently. On the side of the street, the carriage used to welcome them was ready.
"Please get in the carriage."
The old diplomat glanced at Bishop Karl and the others and said in a low voice, "Next, we will go to the front line.
"Next, we will head to the frontlines. There, you will find everything you wish to know."
"Then, I'll have to trouble you."
After nodding at the old diplomat, everyone got into the carriage. Bishop Karl closed his eyes. Soon, he heard the dissatisfied voice of the Dwarf Bishop in his mind.
(Did you see that? These guys are really good at acting!)
(They're eager to tie us to the chariot … This is obviously not normal.)
The Elven Bishop's voice was still calm, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. The others nodded in agreement. They were not blind. Of course, they knew what the Nation of Fire was up to along the way. Perhaps the mourning ceremony was real, and the people gathered in the square were indeed the family members of the fallen soldiers, but it was no coincidence that Brahll chose this place as the venue for the ceremony …. As for what they were thinking, everyone present knew very well what they were thinking.
However …
(Why are they so eager? What the hell are they planning?)
The Orc main character touched his smooth bald head and furrowed his brows.
(With the relationship between the Holy Cathedral and the Kingdom of Fire, why are they so eager? What's the problem here?)
(No matter what, we are the Eye of Order.)
Bishop Karl did not answer the question. He opened his eyes and glanced at the wilderness outside the carriage window.
(There's only one thing we need to do, and that's to determine whether those beasts are the enemies of Order. If they are, then no matter what the Kingdom of Fire wants to do, we can't let … Hmm?)
Bishop Karl suddenly froze for a moment. Then, he sat up abruptly.
"Can you guys feel it?"
"…"
Bishop Karl did not need to say anything else. The others also widened their eyes in surprise. The Elven Bishop closed his eyes and carefully sensed for a moment. Then, he nodded.
"The power of Order is very stable … There's no sign of it weakening!"
"What's going on?"
Everyone was getting more and more confused. They were now heading to the frontline of the Kingdom of Fire. Logically speaking, this should be a place where the power of Order was quite unstable. But what they did not expect was that the power of Order here was abnormally stable. There was no sign of the weakening or fluctuation of the boundary of Order!
What exactly happened here?
Filled with doubts, Bishop Karl and his party arrived at the border fortress of the Kingdom of Fire. Here, they finally saw the swarm of insects on the other side of the undeveloped land through the crystal ball!
"Hiss —!!"
When the five bishops saw the image projected on the screen in front of them, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. In the image, countless Zerglings were wandering around the entire wilderness. The periphery was densely packed with horrifying Spine Crawlers and Spore Crawlers. In addition, there were anti-concealment demons and various nest spires swaying in the air. Together with a carpet of dark red flesh and blood, it looked like a scene of demons dancing in a frenzy.
If they did not know better, they would even believe that this was hell!!
"After the expeditionary army was annihilated, these terrifying monsters appeared in the border area."
At this moment, the fortress commander said to the five bishops with a worried expression.
"There are hundreds of thousands of them … Maybe even more! More importantly, we have almost no way to fight against these magical beasts. They can lurk underground to launch attacks, and they also have long-range firepower. More importantly, these magical beasts are not afraid of death. Unless we kill them all, they will never retreat.... "
Speaking until here, the commander sighed.
"We have no other way."
"… … …"
Seeing this scene, Bishop Karl was silent for a moment. Then, he exchanged glances with the other four bishops and nodded.
"Please immediately let us meet with the survivors and the people who first came into contact with these … creatures. We need more detailed information."
"Of course, no problem."
The Land of Fire was extremely cooperative with Bishop Karl's request. Soon, the survivors who were attacked by the swarm of insects appeared in front of them and began to describe their experiences with lingering fear.
"… Those insects suddenly drilled out from the ground!! They have never shown such characteristics before! Those damn monsters are as cunning as demons! They deliberately fooled us, damn it! Damn it! "
"… … Are you sure you didn't recklessly intrude into their habitat?"
Looking at the crazed wizard in front of him, the dwarf bishop asked. The wizard glared at him fiercely.
"How is that possible? We weren't attacked as soon as we entered! When those monsters attacked us, our army had already penetrated deep into the hinterland. I was at the rear of the army, so they outflanked us and completely cut off our contact with the main army! Then, they launched a fierce attack on us! We didn't have any support. If I didn't run at that time, I would've died! Those cunning monsters! Damn it! Damn it! "
As he spoke, the wizard tore his hair with a pained expression.
"They're all dead, all dead …!"
"… … I was the first to lead a team into the unexplored land."
The sheriff sat listlessly on the chair, staring at his hands.
"I can't forget the contact I had with those monsters … those terrible monsters, they killed my subordinates, my followers …."
"You're lying."
At that moment, the Orc bishop suddenly slammed the desk. He stared at the sheriff with widened eyes. The holy light in his hand emitted a dazzling light.
"In front of the Goddess of Order, you must remain respectful. You are not allowed to deceive us with lies!"
"… ….."
Perhaps he was frightened by the Orc bishop's roar, but the sheriff was also shocked. He hurriedly nodded.
"I'm, I'm sorry, I might have remembered wrongly … Let me think … That's right, I was racing with the Ironshield family to see who would be the first to enter the unexplored land. Then, my horse suddenly stopped, as if it was frightened, and I fell from it … Yes, that's right, I wanted to see what was going on, and at that moment, I felt someone patting me on the shoulder …."
At this point, the sheriff seemed to recall that scene again, and his face turned pale.
"At first, I thought it was those bastards from the Ironshield family, but when I turned around … Oh my god, I really don't want to remember those terrible monsters anymore! I thought I was going to be eaten by them! "
"But you're sitting here, and you're not eaten."
The human bishop said in a low voice.
"So, what happened?"
"Well … To be honest, I'm not too sure, but I think they were warning us."
"Warning?"
"Yes."
The sheriff nodded.
"At that time, I immediately evacuated with my subordinates. After we left the unexplored land … the monsters left."
"None of you were hurt?"
"… … No."
Upon hearing this, Bishop Karl frowned and looked at his other colleagues again. As expected, their expressions became more and more solemn at this moment.
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