The lively duel between the Red Lotus Knights and the Phoenix Mercenaries ended. Amidst the discussions of the residents of Bul-Kathos, Odora and the others left dejectedly.
It couldn't be helped. The Red Lotus Knights, who had always been known to be powerful and invincible, had actually lost to a human mercenary group in a duel. This was a huge blow to many of the orc spectators.
After all, the orcs had long since accepted that the Red Lotus Knights were invincible. It was normal for them to find it hard to accept this sudden blow.
However, few orcs noticed that what really determined the combat power of both sides was the gap in equipment and finances.
Under the same conditions, the combat power would naturally be better equipped. If the extremely poor Red Lotus Knights could obtain the Phoenix Mercenary Group, their combat power would most likely be enhanced to a terrifying degree.
However, the popularity of this matter was quickly suppressed by another matter.
"What? Her Holiness the Saintess of Vanilla, who has been missing for a year, has reappeared?! She was kidnapped to the human kingdom?! "
The disappearance of the Saintess was actually due to the kidnapping of humans. This was simply a signal for war. This deeply provoked the orcs. The orc believers roared angrily, "War! This is an insult to the Ryan Empire! We must go to war! We must wash away the shame brought upon us by the humans with blood! "
"But she's already back."
A fanatical believer of the Fire God had tears in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and cried, "Fire God above! Her Holiness the Saintess has returned safely. It must be God's blessing … "
"This really isn't the Fire God's blessing. It was the humans who rescued the Saintess …"
"What?! She was actually rescued by humans?! "
The radicals and conservatives were dumbfounded. They didn't know whether to be angry or grateful to the humans.
The calm elder took the opportunity to teach the young and impetuous lads a lesson. "That's why humans are the same as us orcs. There are good and bad people among us. Don't kill them all with one blow."
"But, but humans are so sinister and cunning. They traveled so far to bring the Saintess back. They must be up to something. We can't be careless!"
"That's right. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"
The elder said with a smile, "What we give must be repaid. This is a matter of course, but it is precisely because of this that we should treat them with respect. We cannot let the humans look down on us and think that we are barbarians who only know how to kill."
"… Elder, can you put down the mace in your hand before you speak?"
"Oh, my mistake."
Regardless of the reactions of the various parties, under Twain's instructions, the people who had been bribed by the Phoenix Mercenary Corps members still successfully spread the news to every corner of Bul-Kathos. Now, everyone in the capital was discussing the return of the Saintess of Vanilla.
Of course, this included Testero and his son.
"They actually came to Bul-Kathos to escort Her Holiness Vanilla Saintess!"
When Testero heard the news, he couldn't help but laugh heartily. "Good news, good news!"
Previously, Testero had sent soldiers to search for Vanilla, but to no avail. He had always thought that Vanilla had been killed. He had never thought that Vanilla would be sent back by the humans!
The return of the Saintess was probably the best news in the Ryan Empire this year!
When Groma heard this, a haze flashed across his eyes. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Father, there has been no news of the Saintess in the human kingdom for a year. I'm afraid she has already …"
There was a lot of room for imagination in his words, but at this moment, how vicious were his intentions?
She had been bought over by the humans …
She had become a slave to the humans …
She had become someone's sex slave …
She had become a spy for the humans …
There were all kinds of possibilities. Under normal circumstances, this would be treated with caution.
But …
"Shut up."
Testero glared at Groma and said in a deep voice, "If she has really betrayed Caloma River, there will naturally be divine punishment to punish her. We don't need to interfere."
In other words, if the Fire God didn't punish her, it would be even more inappropriate for them to interfere.
"Yes …"
Groma lowered his head, his mood worsening.
"Father, I'm a little tired. I'll go back and rest first."
"Go, don't let your imagination run wild."
Testero waved his hand, "I also need to think about how to reward that mercenary group. After all, the Saintess of Vanilla's meaning to the Ryan Empire is priceless."
Priceless? Hmph!
Groma snorted and silently left the throne room.
After returning to his residence, Groma kicked open the door and growled at the Rabbit-Rabbit maid standing by the door, "Tell Sakolo to come see me at the training ground!"
The frightened maid nodded and ran away, trembling.
Groma came to the training ground that was filled with giant iron ores. After taking off his shirt, he let out a low roar and charged in front of the hard ores. His sharp claws were like sharp blades as he cut the ores into pieces.
"Boom!"
Groma raised his leg and kicked the several tons of ore into the air. Although he had sunk into the ground due to the explosive force, this did not stop him.
Stomping hard with his feet, Groma's blood energy erupted, and he shot into the sky like a cannonball. His two claws dug into the ore that was several meters in diameter, and he pulled hard. With a bang, the entire ore was torn into two halves!
"Clack clack clack …"
Suddenly, there was applause. A smiling brown-haired male orc walked over while clapping. "His Highness Groma has become even stronger. It's really — ugh!"
Groma shot to the side of the male orc the moment he landed. His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at him, "Sakolo, do you know why I called you here?"
The Leppard leopard called Sakolo lowered his head, "Your Highness, is it because of the Saintess of Vanilla?"
"Looks like you know very well …"
Groma flicked out a sharp nail and gently slid it across Sakolo's neck. The sharp nail easily pierced his skin.
"You were the one who reported to me that she was dead … Now, give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you."
"Your Highness, please listen to my explanation."
Sakolo said unhurriedly, "There was indeed an accident. We used the item you provided to attack the Saintess of Vanilla. She did indeed faint, along with the guards accompanying her. But what we didn't expect was that after the Saintess fainted and we were about to carry her away, her body suddenly turned into a terrifying vortex of fire. That vortex completely drained all of our strength. We didn't even have the chance to escape before we were all paralyzed on the ground, crippled."
"You mean that there was an accident after that?"
"No. Although we were paralyzed, the location we chose was rather secluded, so everything was fine until we regained our basic mobility. After we regained our basic mobility, we transported Her Holiness Saintess Vanilla to the agreed upon location, but at that moment …"
Sakolo spread his hands helplessly and said, "We met a group of human slavers."
"Human slavers? Near Bul-Kathos? Are you kidding me? "
"No, Your Highness, I'm not kidding. They were indeed humans, but I'm not sure if they were slavers or not."
Sakolo said in a deep voice, "They dared to go deep into the heart of the Ryan Empire. Obviously, they were a group of veterans. Moreover, their strength was not ordinary. All of them were at least Gold-tier. Even if we were in our peak condition, we might not be their match. Not to mention, we were already very weak. We suffered heavy casualties as soon as we fought. You know, I was also heavily injured that time."
"Before I fainted, I saw that the Saintess of Vanilla was also affected and was heavily injured. This means that when they attacked, they didn't deliberately protect the Saintess of Vanilla who was suitable to be a slave. So, I suspect that they weren't actually a slavers."
"All of them were Gold-tier. With such strength, why would they need to be a slavers? No matter how I thought about it, it was unbelievable. So, I thought that those humans must have come here for another purpose. They just happened to run into them during the operation, so they attacked to kill the witnesses. So, I concluded that the Saintess of Vanilla must have been killed as well. "
"So, you reported that Vanilla was dead?"
"That's right."
"Let's say that you've convinced me."
Groma retracted his claws and said darkly, "But you should know what to do next, right?"
"Yes."
Sakolo said without hesitation, "Please don't worry. We'll send the two Saintesses to you as soon as possible. It's their fortune to be chosen by you."
Groma sneered and said, "If others know about this …"
"I'll choose to kill myself. I won't implicate Her Highness."
"Very well. Go and do it. After Vanilla returns, she should be going to the Fire Holy Temple to pray and return baptism in the next two days. It'll be a good opportunity when she returns."
"Understood."
"Take this. It's stronger than last time. Even if the two Saintesses are together, they won't be able to resist it."
Groma took out a dark purple ball from his bosom and handed it to Sakolo.
Sakolo's eyes were filled with fear when he took the ball. He carefully put it away and quietly left with his head lowered.
"… Hmph. After this matter is done …"
Groma's cold eyes watched Sakolo leave. Then, he went back to training his body.
After leaving Groma's residence, Sakcolo's tense body suddenly relaxed.
"Phew … I almost died in there."
Sakolo got into the dragon carriage and wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He whispered, "He's from Uthad. Why did he choose the Kate? And it's the Saintess … Ah … Just one word from the boss, and I have to run errands for him. If something happens, I have to take the blame. It's not easy to serve the boss. "
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