The golden light slowly dissipated.

The eyes were on it again—everything was gone, and only the heap of stones on the ground proved that there had been a battle, and that there had been a hero standing there.

Hannibal disappeared.

The soldiers looked at each other, shocked by the result—they simply thought that the arrow had taken a person's life, leaving no trace.

"Ed." Eurika's acumen made her feel that one of them was missing.

"Dick, Cleveland." Fitney's voice rang out—she should have been the one who had realized this before Eurika, but at this time, as if she hadn't noticed it, "Settle the rest of the people - Setin has discovered the expeditionary force, so he will also think that my destination is Shephrin." ”

"Then we ...... now," Cleveland said, standing beside Fitney, and couldn't help but hear this.

"First to Don Corse." Fitney said.

After Fitney had finished speaking, they departed, and she stood there in silence for a while, then raised her head, looked at the clear sky, and quietly looked at the clouds—in this moment, which was actually short, but in Fitney's mind for a long time, suddenly a black spot became clearer and clearer.

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Shevrin Territory.

As if to show what had happened recently, the sky had always been gloomy – very few sunny days.

The inhabitants of Shevrin seem to have gotten used to it.

Saratoga was the only one who had any scruples about this—most of Tasyapol's stuff was moved here shortly after the wall was erected, and it was guarded by mercenaries and some organized recruited troops.

Tashapol was actually built during the Greid's time – even in Herrington, it's nowhere near as old as Saratoga.

Adez, who arrived here later, made it clear that if there were any defenses, it would be in Saratoga, not in Herrington.

That's something that worries all those in the know who live in Tasha Pol.

However, there has been no news in the past few months.

In the town not far from Hurrington, though it was a time of war, the war was far from spreading, and the better development of agriculture under the new earl had made life much better for the common people than in previous years—they were talking only about the recent weather.

It was early in the morning, the morning fog had not yet lifted, and there would have been no one.

Someone saw them off at the entrance of the town.

The beautiful woman in the cloak, dressed in a loose skirt, with her visibly bulging belly, showed that she had been pregnant for a long time, and that her child was close to the day of birth - but she still insisted on seeing it off - for the man standing in front of the horse in front of her.

"Let's go back." The man tried his best not to make the worry on his face too obvious, and finally he couldn't help but take a step forward, came to her, and gently placed his leather-gloved hand on her flaxen hair, which was exposed outside the cloak, "Carterana, go back quickly." ”

"Really...... Must ...... I'm sorry, I ...... I shouldn't have said that......" Carterana bit her lip as she took her husband's hand on Aubrey's hair with both hands.

"Probably Mr. Lawlor thinks I've been at home for too long, and now is a special time, and we can't live up to my lord's expectations." Aubrey smiled and comforted her.

In fact, he only came back for two days.

Katerana hung her head slightly—she knew this, but at this time, she didn't know if it was because of the uneasiness she had never felt before, or because the time together was too short, she rarely gave up.

"Lady Martha, please take care of her." Aubrey glanced at the sky, sighed, and turned his head to the somewhat chubby lady behind Carterana.

Martha had come here from Tashapol to take care of her pregnant Carterana.

"Of course, I'll take good care of her...... Alas, what is this, why did the Holy See do all these things......" Martha sighed, stepped forward, and grabbed Carterana.

Aubrey leaned over Carterana's hair and gave a kiss before turning, mounting, and walking off into the distance.

He left quickly, fearing that the nostalgia in his heart would keep him delayed.

Lawler's letter said that some soldiers who were observing from outside had found traces of the Holy See.

After the wall was erected, they believed that one day the Holy See would attack Shevrin.

This time they can be said to be alone.

Thinking of this, he picked up speed again.

It didn't stop, and Aubrey didn't know how long it took, until he saw an army—he looked down from the hillside—and it looked particularly conspicuous beyond Saratoga.

He secretly screamed badly, and subconsciously wanted to run down.

"Wait." But one man stopped him—he turned his head to find Tritan standing quietly behind him—and the silent movements were astonishing," Lawler was negotiating with them. ”

Negotiation?

It was then that Aubrey discovered that there was an open space in front of the army and the city gate, and that there were a few people standing in front of it, as if they were talking about something.

On the side of the Holy See, Clarence, and a priest, in Shavlin, Lawler, and Philip, who protected him.

Aubrey kind of wanted to know what they were talking about, but couldn't hear it because it was too far away.

Tritan walked over to Aubrey and handed out a crystal ball—and the voices became clear.

"What you are doing is against the will of God." The priest who would have felt familiar if Fitney had been there, Grilla, stood in front of him, righteous words coming out of his mouth.

"At the beginning, after the destruction of the state of the Holy See, it was the Kingdom of Lutheran that accepted you, and it was you who intervened as believers ******." Lawler said coldly, "Even when it comes to faith, you are high-sounding - Arentia is not a merciful person, she is just disgusted with the creator of this world, and will not lend any help because of your so-called piety!" ”

In people's minds, those who believe that Ironia exists must believe in her - it seems that this is the first time that anyone has acknowledged Ironia's existence and considered her to be just a "tyrant".

"The untouchables who slander Ellentia!" Grilla's face was a little pale, as if he felt the shock of these words, "Clarence - as bright as you!" Punishment should be given! ”

"Do you think I'm going to be scared?" Lawler Road.

“…… As you wish. Clarence, who had not spoken, had a voice like a feather fluttering to the ground.

He drew the sword in his hand, followed by a white glow—

There was an exclamation from the crowd, even from Aubrey - Grilla fell straight from his horse, and the horse he was riding neighed!