Even in the summer, the ice and snow on the Hermes Plateau did not melt much.
Mayne stood at the top of the Tower of Heaven and looked into the distance. Outside the city walls, there were only two colors of green grass and white snow intertwined with each other, like the scars left by the battle of the Months of Demons. There was no way to grow any crops in such a climate, so all the food needed by the New Holy City had to be transported from the foot of the plateau, which was the Old Holy City.
After staying in Hermes for more than ten years, he had become accustomed to the ubiquitous cold.
"This time, it's only the two of us?" Tayfun pushed open the door and entered, "Is it okay to hold the meeting in the secret room?"
"Do you like to be cooped up in that narrow room?"
"No … Of course not," the old Bishop stroked his white beard, "If it weren't for Heather always talking about the rules and regulations, I would be happy to exchange information here every time. Even when she talks nonsense, I can at least enjoy the scenery of the Holy City. Moreover … "He revealed a smile," I didn't expect that a punctual person like her would be late this time. "
"Maybe she encountered something difficult," Mayne sat back at the table, "Maybe she's already on her way."
"Maybe …" Tayfun curled his lips, "You really shouldn't help her find an excuse. Everyone should do what they say, this is what she always says. Even if she encountered trouble, she should report it to us first. She didn't go to the Kingdom of Eternal Winter alone, sending a messenger is just a snap of the fingers. "
"Don't worry about her," Mayne pushed the three letters in front of Tayfun, "We have trouble."
"Trouble?" The latter was startled, sat across the round table, and spread out the letters, "All bad news?"
"Yes," he took a deep breath, "It can't get any worse."
Tayfun stopped smiling and began to carefully read the first letter, "… The spread of the demonic plague has been stopped, and the whereabouts of the Faceless One are unknown? Wait, what is the demonic plague? "
"It's the latest research results of the Pivotal Secret Area. You don't need to know too much about it, just think of it as a rapidly spreading disease," Mayne simply explained. In fact, according to Master Crow Eye, it was a kind of miniature demonic beast. After special cultivation, it produced a mutation that specifically targeted the human body. The Holy Elixir that restrained it was also a demonic beast, but its body was even smaller. "The source of the disease cannot be directly observed by the eyes, and conventional means cannot cure it. There is only one kind that can stop the spread of the demonic plague."
"Witches?" Tayfun quickly thought of the answer.
"And more than one," he said in a deep voice.
After reading the letter, the old bishop slammed his fist on the table. "What is this idiot doing? Not only did he send the rats to encircle the mercenaries, he even sent the Faceless One? Does he know how important this Pure Witch is? "
"His idea isn't wrong," Mayne frowned, "If the letter didn't lie about the number of people, then a thousand rats would be enough to eat more than a hundred mercenaries. However, the enemy seemed to have a powerful long-range crossbow that could be fired continuously. Regarding this point, I remembered that Priest Tyro, who was stationed at Longsong Stronghold, had also mentioned that the reason why the Duke Ryan was defeated by a group of miners was because of their extremely powerful crossbows. Although wearing heavy armor and holding a strong shield can greatly reduce the damage of crossbow bolts, rats do not have such equipment. "
"Even if he wants to use those dregs, he shouldn't easily send Faceless One!" Tayfun angrily said, "I'm afraid that when Heather comes back, she's going to make a lot of Thunder. A witch that can grow into a Pure Witch, without exception, has an extremely rare ability, and it takes a lot of energy to cultivate them. In a sense, they are more precious than the God's Punishment Army. "
"But the ultimate goal of both the witches and the God's Punishment Army is to destroy the enemy and win." Mayne said slowly, "It's inevitable that there will be losses in the process of using them."
"Don't tell me you want to save Priest Ferry?"
"Don't forget the law of the Church," Mayne said in a heavy tone, "Only the result is something that nobles love to do. Although Ferry failed miserably, his starting point and plan didn't have too many problems, only the enemy was more powerful. Of course, he will be punished, but the specific punishment measures will need to be further considered. "
"But Heather may not think so," Tayfun shook his head and opened the second letter, "Don't forget, she is responsible for the Church's arbitration."
"I will explain it to her."
Not long after, the old Bishop turned over the letter in his hand, and said in disbelief: "Timothy's militia troops attacked the Longsong Stronghold Church, and then killed the emissary group? Is he crazy!? "
The content of the second letter actually came from two sources, one was the report of the acting Pérot of Longsong Stronghold, and the other was the local believers' information. Overall, there was indeed a militia from outside the Western Territory that attacked Longsong Stronghold and looted the church. Not only did they take the Berserk Pill, but their goal was also the medicine stored in the church … So the first point of judgment couldn't be wrong, this team was either from the new King Timothy, or from the Queen of Clearwater Garcia. Comparing the two, it was obvious that the former was more likely.
As for the latter point, Mayne always felt that there was something strange, if according to the description in Pérot's report, after burning the church, the other side immediately withdrew from Longsong Stronghold and disappeared, then how did they intercept and kill the members of the emissary group? At this time, the emissary group should have already arrived in Border Town, so the two sides shouldn't have met.
Seeing that Mayne didn't say a word, Tayfun quickly realized this point, he picked up the first letter and read it again, the wrinkles on his forehead piled up into a ravine, "Could it be … after Roland Wimbledon got rid of the emissary group, he pushed all the blame to his brother Timothy Wimbledon?"
"We might as well speculate," the Archbishop said after a moment of silence, "Roland intended to obtain this batch of cheap people, so he assigned witches to treat the demonic plague, and then transported all the refugees back to the Western Territory. And before that, in order to avoid being found out by the emissary group that he was raising witches, he sent a Knight to raid the emissary group's camp, so that they didn't even have time to send out a carrier pigeon, and then he pushed the responsibility to the Stronghold attackers. After all, the agent Pérot was supported by Roland, so it was natural that he helped him fake it. Of course … all of this is speculation, but the disappearance of the emissary group is really too suspicious, and we don't have the energy to send another emissary group. "
"In that case, we should immediately send troops to punish his arrogant behavior," Tayfun said in a cold voice, "even if the emissary group has nothing to do with him, these witches who went to the Western Territory are still worth cleaning up."
Mayne didn't respond, but pointed to the third letter, "You'd better read the last letter first."
Tayfun looked at him with a puzzled expression, then spread out the letter. Soon, his hands began to tremble, and finally he almost couldn't hold the thin paper, "A large number of witches appeared in the Fjords, and all the churches were destroyed? Then this letter is... "
"From the Sea Dragon Bay, which was also the last church to be broken into," Mayne closed his eyes and leaned on the chair, his voice suddenly full of exhaustion, "It's impossible for a large number of witches to appear in the Fjords without warning, so there's only one possibility, they migrated from the mainland." Moreover, the letter also mentioned the extraordinary, and the Church's law clearly stipulated that once traces of extraordinary witches' activities were found, the priority must be to send out the God's Punishment Army to capture them. But the Fjords Islands were really too far away, and now that the battlefield in the Kingdom of Wolfheart was in a state of anxiety, he simply had no time to care about the affairs on the other side of the strait.
"Do you want to ask His Holiness the Supreme Pontiff?" Tayfun asked.
"..." Mayne slightly shook his head, completely suppressing the surging feeling of powerlessness in his heart. Perhaps this was God's test for the Church, only by cutting through thorns and thorns could they see the truth of God. He opened his eyes, once again regaining his calmness, "Hermes, I'll leave the Holy City to you and Heather."
"Don't tell me you want to go to the Fjords?" The old bishop stared.
"I will lead the one hundred God's Punishment Army soldiers and the Pure Witches to thoroughly clean up the western territory of Graycastle, and then look for an opportunity to deal with the witches of the Fjords."
"But the law says …"
Mayne interrupted, "That is the case when extraordinary people appear in the Four Kingdoms. Now that they are far away from the sea, they won't have any impact on our plan. Don't forget, our ultimate goal is to obtain more land and population, and continue to expand the scale of the God's Punishment Army. Obviously, the 4th Prince of Graycastle will hinder us even more. "
"But..." Just as Tayfun was about to refute, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the ring-shaped hall. The two were slightly startled, and simultaneously looked towards the door.
They saw the door being pushed open with a bang, and a priest rushed in in a panic, "Not good, Your Excellency, not good!"
"Calm down!" Mayne shouted, "What's the matter, say it slowly."
"Lady Heather's entourage has sent urgent information, a huge fleet has landed on the coast of the Kingdom of Eternal Winter, and a large group of enemies are besieging King's City, the situation is precarious. The enemy's ships are all uniformly hanging black sails, and the flag on the mast is a green flag with a sailboat crown. " The priest looked very anxious, "When the news was sent, the two city gates had already been lost, and Lady Heather is leading the believers to resist, but the enemy is numerous, and they have also used berserk pills!"
"What?" For a moment, Mayne couldn't believe his ears. Black sails, sailboat crown pattern...
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