What happened next did not surprise the lady who sighed. After the knight returned to the capital on her own instinct, her spirit returned to normal, but she had no memory of what had happened before. Even the occasional shadow of terror passed through her heart, she thought it was just a nightmare, how could there be undead in the Danmos Empire? She didn't even remember that she, along with the four of the Regent's retainers, had gone with hundreds of elite divisions to the dense forest not far away to encircle the Vice-Chancellor's convoy. The female knights who wandered the bustling streets of the capital even thought that they were only drunk to wander the streets.

It wasn't until she was found by the Regent's men that she was taken back to the Regent's mansion and poured a bucket of cold water on her head in the midst of a ruddle in the civilian area. "Why am I here?" she wiped the water from her face indiscriminately, and looked at her grandfather who appeared in front of her, and was suddenly scared more sober.

The regent looked at his granddaughter quietly, without any expression. In the regent's house, there was no affection or bond between relatives. In his opinion, only those who are useful to him can stay in his official residence, and if it is useless, then even the son who should inherit his title and rights will lose his usable value one day, then it is very simple to appoint a new heir. "Why are you the only one coming back?" he asked faintly, without the slightest hint of expression. The corners of his mouth didn't even twitch.

"Are you back?" the knight looked blankly at the majestic old man in front of her, completely unable to understand what he was asking.

The regent couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the dazed female knight, and after a moment, he ordered the people beside him, "Go find a healer, I want to know what happened to her." With that, he didn't even glance at the knight sitting on the stool, and walked away. Only the blinded female knight and a few servants were left behind.

About an hour later, the Regent, who was taking a lunch break in her room, got an answer she didn't want to know. Once again, I came to the hall of the official residence, and the state of the female knight still did not improve. There was no reaction to the arrival of the regent. Next to the female knight, a middle-aged man dressed as a magician shook his head helplessly at the regent and said, "Unfortunately, the lady's physical condition is very bad. “

The regent frowned, "How bad?"

"Her consciousness was under external attack, and there was nothing I could do to get her back to her previous state. Seeing the Lord Regent look at him with disdain, the magician hurriedly said, "I mean, if it were a normal attack, I would have been able to heal the lady with ease." But the attack on the lady is something I have never seen before, and I have not found such an example in the history of Danmoss, so I have no reference. “

"Alright, let's go," said the regent, waving his hand impatiently, to drive out the already frightened magician, and before he could leave, he did not forget to command, "listen, you'd better not tell anyone about it." Otherwise, you know the consequences. Then the regent cast a color on the man beside him, who willingly handed the stunned mage a package. Then, the regent said coldly: "This is your reward, if you don't betray me, the reward is gold and silver treasures, if you betray me, this is the head of all the people you care about." You know what?"

The magician took the package and nodded blankly.

When the regent waved his hand impatiently at him and said, "Get out!"

When the magician was gone, the Lord Regent kicked off the stool on which the knight was sitting, causing her to fall to the ground by surprise. However, the female knight did not react, just stood up in a daze and did not move. I don't seem to feel any pain.

"Dispose of her, she's no use anymore. The regent commanded his subordinates to leave, but the subordinates seemed a little hesitant.

"Master, she's your own granddaughter. “

"Are you questioning me?" the Lord Regent asked in a deep voice, turning to look at a middle-aged woman dressed as a maid.

"No, I didn't question what you meant. The maid immediately shook her head in panic and explained, "I mean she is your own grandson... ”

The maid's words were destined to stop at this sentence, because a dark figure that had been hiding in the room pierced her heart with the long sword in her hand, leaving her with no strength to finish the sentence. But the Lord Regent turned a blind eye to the scene, and exclaimed in a tantrum, "I have said many times, don't make my house dirty when you do things!, and when she is dead, who do you think will dare to come here and clean this room?"

The black shadow bowed his head and bent down. apologized, but did not speak. After a while, the dark figure stepped out of the shadows, and when he looked closely, he realized that he was not a human. The flesh on his face was incomplete, and there was no flesh on his outstretched hands. There is no doubt that this is an undead spirit.

"My son, what do you think about this?"

The undead who was called the Prince Regent's son only turned his head, and the Lord Regent realized, "You mean to let me stop the action against that old fellow first?"

The undead nodded, and the flames in his eyes continued to beat.

"No, you can't. If your precious daughter can come back intact, maybe I will tell the old emperor what happened to your daughter, and then I can take revenge on that old thing openly. But your daughter is completely useless now. Now she or I don't know what to do with her, and maybe death would be a good relief for her. “

For the regent to insult his own daughter and his granddaughter like this, there was no movement on the face of the undead skeleton. In the same way, he didn't do anything.

The regent nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "It seems that that stupid warlock is still useful, at least in you I can see this." So, use that warlock's leftover medicine to transform your precious daughter into something just like you. You won't be so bored either. Then, the Lord Regent stroked the undead's smooth chin and continued, "It's because your precious daughter is of no use that I can only keep sending more and more soldiers to kill that old thing, and never let him bring back what he really wants." “

After saying that, the regent bypassed the corpse on the ground and the female knight who was standing there in a daze, glanced at the female knight with a disgusted expression before opening the door, and instructed a few people next to him who were frightened and didn't know what to do: "Take this woman to the transformation room, then she will still be of some use." “

These subordinates hurriedly nodded their heads and took orders, and only after the regent left, did they quickly carry the female knight to an extremely remote room. As for the final fate of this female knight, they knew it very well and sympathized with it. But nothing can be done. In a week or so, a new ghost will be born in the Regent's residence. Of course, unlike the other undead, red flames burned within the hollow eyes of the two undead born in the Regent's mansion.

However, no one but the two parties knew what was happening between the Regent and the Auxiliary Minister, who were increasingly apart, on their way to the Lines of Valor. Not only other countries or forces outside the Danmos Empire, but even the country did not know anything about this incident that killed hundreds of people. In order to prevent anyone from noticing this, almost all the people who passed near the dense forest were killed by the Regent's private soldiers. Whether you are a poor common man or a prince and nobleman passing by, they are all gathered and buried in a deep pit.

And in the time that the female knight returned to the capital for a day and a night, the auxiliary minister's guard had already traveled dozens of kilometers. They didn't know exactly when the Regent's army would launch a second assault on them, and even Lady Sigh couldn't predict it. When the Auxiliary Secretary asked her, she just shook her head with a complicated expression: "I don't know what happened so that I can't predict what will happen next." Maybe I shouldn't have been here in the first place. “

"But you saved us. “

Lady Sigh shook her head, "Maybe I shouldn't have saved you, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of that mysterious magician who changed the course of your country, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to go to the Courage Defense, and that regent wouldn't have thought of killing you to make the secret a secret forever." And I will not run away from my people to this place. Now, no predictions will do anything. The wheel of time and space has deviated from the course it was supposed to take, and it is getting farther and farther away. “

In the Courage Line, Adams Quarte is now less and less prestigious in the apostolic camp. Although it tried more than once to direct the Apostolic soldiers who no longer regarded it as their leader to launch a massive attack on the Courage Line, only a few hundred Apostolic soldiers reluctantly followed Adams Quartt into the Courage Line again and again. However, instead of achieving any results, there were more and more casualties. This is the fifth time that they have suffered huge losses, but they still haven't achieved any good results.

There's nothing it can do anymore. Annoyed, pulling out a bow and arrow stuck in his back, Adams Quaert sighed as he looked at the few soldiers around him who were still loyal to him. He no longer had any prestige, the prestige he had built up because of the success of the plan was gone. "I didn't expect my career to end before it even began. I thought I would be able to get further promoted after breaking through this wall, but I didn't expect to fall to the bottom here. How do I deal with the mourner? Perhaps I will be the most disgraced High Apostle of all time. ”

"No one can say that they never make mistakes. ”

Adams Quarte suddenly turned his head and saw someone he would never forget. "Lord Mourner, I didn't expect you to come in person! ”

The mourner blocked the hair floating in front of him behind his ears and said softly, "I know everything. Now back to the camp, I have something to say to them. “

Similar to the camp set up in the previous attack on the indomitable city of St. Sophie, the apostle's camp was very simple, with no construction except for a few huge tents. In the apostle's view, the buildings of the vanquished were more suitable for their habitation, and were now merely temporary places.

The Apostle was silently suspended in mid-air, looking at the Apostle soldiers gathered nearby. Underneath her, Adams Quarte stood proudly on a makeshift platform. And around them were tens of thousands of apostolic soldiers.

"I think you've all made a mistake. The mourner looked at these apostolic soldiers with some disappointment, and said softly: "I personally made Adams Quaert one of the high-ranking apostles, and let him lead you to break through the line of courage, but you did not obey its orders. Are you questioning him or me?"

The apostles present were on their knees, and they did not dare to speak.

"I already knew what Adams Quarte had done to get ahead of the winter, but I was disappointed. Except for a handful of a dozen warriors who still support it as usual, you are all indifferent to it. Even full of doubts about my High Apostle, who is also your absolute leader, because of a small omission?"

"Right now, I'm here. If you have any doubts about your commanders, you can let me know. I'm just waiting here. ”

However, the scene was still silent, and even a leaf fell on the ground, and the mourner would hear it.

The mourner shook his head with some disappointment: "You have disappointed me too much. If you don't have any opinions, then you'd better listen honestly to Adams Quart, who was like my shadow when I wasn't here. Understood?"

Suddenly, a middle-level apostle suddenly stood up, looked at the mourning master, and said loudly, "Lord mourning, I have something to say!"

That's right. The mourning lord nodded with satisfaction, floated in front of this middle-level apostle, and asked with a smile, "Do you have any opinions you want to tell me?"

The mid-ranking apostle looked directly at the Lost Lord, without any fear, and said, "Lord Mourning, I think it is a completely wrong decision to let Adams Quaert lead us, it has no ability to lead us to break through this wall!"