In the morning, the birds had just woken up and were ready to start the day's singing, the warm sunlight fell through the cracks in the trees and fell on the masonry floor, showing a hazy light, and with the sound of a trumpet, the flags began to move, and one group after another began to leave the castle.

They traveled in different directions, and after a day's march, they would arrive at the waypoint set up by the mages, and then rush to the front line.

Standing on the tower, looking at the endless stream of troops, Cecilia felt a little emotional.

This time it was the side of order that won, so what about next time?

Although from the current point of view, as long as there is a battle where the Sage exists, most of the order side can win and defeat the Chaos Monsters, there are occasional exceptions.

In the battle of Bronyas, due to the support of the people of Chaos, even with Reed Gray and Veron Eisleaf, the army of order could only retreat, otherwise it would be completely annihilated, which was also a helpless move.

And after the battlefield, hundreds of miles of order land fell because of this, hundreds of thousands of ordinary people were ravaged by chaos monsters, and the entire region was a terrible scene.

The victory of the army of order can only defeat the people of chaos, and a victory of the people of chaos will wipe out part of the strength of the civilization of order, and this war is by no means fair.

"My lord, someone is asking to see you. ”

A herald came beside him, and he got down on one knee and spoke to Cecilia.

"Are you here? ”

Cecilia didn't ask who the visitor was, but waved her hand slightly.

"Ask them to wait for me in the living room. ”

"Yes. ”

As the herald left, Cecilia sighed softly, then straightened her clothes a little and knocked on a wooden door behind her.

"Crowno, and the thing you said. ”

She said, her voice gentle but not small enough to reach the inside of the door.

"Hmm......"

A muffled voice came from inside the door, causing Cecilia to frown slightly.

"I'm in. ”

When she opened the unlocked door, she saw a plain-looking man, who seemed to be blushing in pain, half-dressed and with several wrong buttons.

"Kronor?"

Cecilia wondered what it was that could make a Sage so embarrassed, but soon, Cronor came up with the answer.

"I'm sorry, Cecilia, I may have drunk a little too much......"

It turned out that it was last night, unable to withstand the siege of the nobles, and there was no Cecilia to relieve the siege, so Cronor drank the most wine in his life, and was directly carried back to the room by the waiter and fell asleep, until not long ago, when Cecilia sent someone to inform him, he did not wake up.

In other words, the Sage had a hangover.

"Alas. ”

Shaking her head, Cecilia was not only annoyed by her dereliction of duty, but also lamented Crowno's drinking, so she could only go into the room, dress Crowno neatly, and then lead him to the living room, who was still a little uncoordinated.

The living room, located on the side of the castle, is not large, but it is well decorated, the furniture is of the finest materials, the woolen carpet, the mahogany tables and chairs have a calm texture, and the walls are hung with the original works of famous masters, the most conspicuous of which is the painting on the fireplace behind the chairman's seat.

The gray canyon, the wandering pedestrians, the black sun and the towering castle are all in the picture of endless sadness, but there is also a faint hope that is breathtaking.

"This painting ......"

Rosen and Tia had been waiting for a long time, and they had noticed the painting for the first time.

"Is it Ember?"

Rosen remembers that one such painting was indeed sold at the auction in Istal at the time, and at the time they thought it was the work of some Ash, but later they did not trace the whereabouts of the painting due to the ongoing turmoil.

And, if Rosen remembers correctly, in Islul, the land of the dead, there is a similar painting that looks like it was by the same person.

"I didn't expect you to recognize this painting. ”

Cecilia entered the parlor at this point and overheard Rosen and Tia talking.

"It was rescued by Reed Gray while passing through a templar and later presented to the Grand Duke of Astel, and the painting is supposed to be a scene of Isrul, which is quite precious because it came from the Sanctuary. ”

"The relationship between the Templar and the Ashes is not good. ”

Rosen said that he wanted to know the secret of why the Templars were so hostile to the ashes.

"In the final analysis, the Templar is a religious institution established by some nobles in order to maintain their rule, and how can the glory of the goddess be sown by one or two missionaries. ”

Cecilia said disappreciatively.

It seems that in this era, the Templar was not as powerful as it was in later generations, but was just a puppet institution of the aristocracy.

As for why the Templar was able to become the master of human society, it was not difficult for Rosen to guess.

After the Great War, the saints disappeared one after another, and the people were leaderless, and the nobles pushed the Sanctuary out of the table at this time, as the last spiritual solace for the war-torn people, and even broke away from the control of the nobles, and became a huge organization across countries.

And Ain was killed by such an organization.

Rosen thought of this, a little gloomy.

Originally, he only had respect and regret for Ain, but after actually contacting this girl and understanding this girl, this feeling was a little more inexplicable, but at this moment, he was in a fantasy world and could not save anyone, which made Rosen feel a little powerless for the first time.

Even if you are a saint, you may be so powerless at some point.

Rosen pondered as he saw a man in a rustic shirt follow Cecilia behind her, sitting across from him.

This is Cronor Elis, one of the Wings of the Firmament, one of the Sages.

Similar to last night's impression, the Sage was as approachable as a peasant boy, with a gentle smile on his face, and even though Rosen and Tia were just minor nobles from a border town, he did not show the slightest disdain or disgust.

"I don't think I need to introduce him, Rosen, explain your purpose to Crowno. ”

Cecilia only knew that Tia and Rosen had come from afar last night, not just to join in the fun, but to have something important to report to the Sage, so she arranged for today's meeting, and she actually called Avinia and Veron, but the two seemed to be busy with other matters and did not show up, and only arranged for their own messengers to come.

Glancing at a pure white snowy owl and a gray pigeon on the left and right, Lawson replied.

"We're here to tell the Sages that there's a monster in this castle that can disguise itself as someone else. ”