Pastorissa's soldiers were stunned by the surprise attack from behind, and by the time they came back to their senses and prepared for battle, even the commander was knocked unconscious by the female knight who rushed to the front...... The first to raise their weapons was mercilessly knocked away by the armoured horses, and the others lost the courage to resist in the face of a seemingly endless enemy. Romance debut[] novel

Anyway, it's not an undead sneak attack, and you can't afford to lose your life for something like a coup d'état - loyalty in exchange for fear is never reliable, except for those executioners whose hands are stained with the blood of their comrades, and the average soldier will always fall to the stronger side.

The Scarlet Abbey does have a handful of horses for the Scouts to use...... But that doesn't explain the number of cavalrymen, let alone the seemingly powerful armor of the cavalry - their faces are hidden behind their helmets in black holes, and their bodies are draped in heavy plate armor...... In the monastery, only officers above the centurion had a set of such armor, and it was not always possible to put together all the parts...... Where did these people come from?

After the few recalcitrant soldiers had been annihilated, the rest of the men threw down their weapons and surrendered, and they were driven into the pool, only to notice that there were two or three hundred heavily armed cavalry. And that was not all, for the cavalry was followed by poorly dressed infantry, all of whom were very tall, covered in animal skins, and armed with huge battle axes, who looked like the uncivilized tribesmen of the Alterac Mountains, lazily forming phalanxes in the square, and occasionally erupting in rude laughter, with no discipline at all.

No one could tell who they were, and the woman, who seemed to be the commander, had ordered everyone to stand still, then jumped from her horse, hung her weapons on her horse, and carried her heavy armor alone, slowly but earnestly, up the stairs leading to the upper part of the square, like a knight going to meet her lord.

"Miss. ”

The knight took off her helmet and knelt down on one knee towards Loria, who was standing by the fountain, "Sorry, I'm late...... All the points have been suppressed, and the whole monastery is under your control. ”

It took more time to mobilize the Nords into battle than expected, but the Crusaders' defenses were vulnerable to overwhelming combat power...... Renault's ruthless purge left his army vulnerable.

"It's not too late at all. Loria smiled happily. Her plan was finally achieved, and while there were still people dying, the cost was very small compared to the damage caused by the civil war. She gently patted the female knight on the shoulder and said, "Clement, my loyal knight, stand up. ”

Clement nodded her head, and when she got back to her feet, she looked down at Loria's little head, and it took a great deal of effort to resist the urge to reach out and touch it—holding the boss in her arms in front of so many people would always affect their respective majesty...... Loria has never been a stingy person. Just take advantage of this merit to ask her to touch her head in private.

It's so exciting to think about!

Clement, who had been separated from Loria for 'months' on either side of the door, did not notice the subtle changes in her eldest lady, and remained in her own delusions until Loria interrupted her.

"I'm pretty much rested, come on, go and solve the last problem. As she spoke, she jumped briskly to the top of the fountain, clinging to the spire that was still spewing water so that everyone could see her, and shouted to everyone in a magically blessed voice, "Neither fear nor crossbow arrows can defeat our voices of longing for freedom, and you are still standing here." It represents a break with the sinful past, and I promise you that from now on we will never again kill each other for anyone's selfish desires, and stand up!

The heartfelt and the coerced, the brave and the fearful, the thoughtful and the simply infected by the atmosphere, the real and the fake, all kinds of voices roared, and although the sound could not knock down the door of the chapel, the people inside must have known the final result.

Loria was happy. She felt like she had done the right thing, and the guilt that had been pressing on her eased a little...... If it were used as a means to remove greater sins, lesser sins would be forgiven, right?

Her methods are anything but glorious, but they are the price that must be paid to lift the shackles around everyone's necks.

"The view!"

The poor once-forgotten water that drifted in the wind was called out again. She was very angry and wanted to make trouble, but she felt the special affection of the owner...... Anyway, do what she orders first, and then be angry!

Ignore her for three months!

Those in the lower half of the square soon noticed that the flow of the man-made waterfall began to decrease, and slowly, the water in the pool even went upstream. The fountain stopped working, revealing the spotless floor of the pool, which was often cleaned.

Then came the deafening bang.

……

Flamen watched Renault pacing back and forth in the chapel restlessly, and he and a few of his own men exchanged vague glances, although he had already made a great contribution to tricking Renault into the place, but he wanted to fight again...... How much would he get in return for sacrificing her enemies for the sake of his dear 'queen'?

His gaze was fixed on Reynolds, who in his eyes was no longer the embodiment of fear, a master who could not be disobeyed, or a formidable enemy, but merely a merit of movement.

Nothing about survival, only about **, Flamon's gaze became more and more explicit, he suddenly noticed that Whitemayne was looking at him, so he quickly lowered his head and restrained his feelings, but he was still rehearsing and weighing the plan to defect.

Well, he has long since defected.

Constantly waiting for his chance, Renault finally approached him...... He clenched his fists, nervous as if he were listening to a drum beating in his chest...... Tsk, isn't life just about betting on big bets again and again!

Flamon gripped the hilt of his sword, but was knocked to the ground by Renault, and he quickly got up and stepped back, only to see a pair of hateful and bloodshot eyes staring at him.

"Traitor!" Renault squeezed a few words out of his throat with a jawbone-like motion, "Damn traitor!"

Renaud burst out laughing when there was a sudden shouting outside, but when he heard what was going on, he suddenly stopped laughing with an incredulous expression...... How could he fail?

Flamon seized the moment and ran towards the gate, before the others were exposed, he wanted to escape quickly, and with the power of rage in his blood, he flashed the people who wanted to round him up, and crashed directly into the heavy chapel door...... He made a mistake, and the strength of one person could not open these two heavy giant doors at all.

Finally Renault's warriors walked towards Flamon with dead faces, not long ago they had defeated the last traitor, Aaron, and now, before they were killed, they could be loyal to their master again, they looked at Flamon's body, mechanically thinking about where to cut off, and then ...... Then they saw Flamen fly.

Along with the broken door. (To be continued.) )

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