Chapter Eighty-Three: The Plan
"The people of the North want to overthrow the oppressive rule of the Temple, and the 'Northland Alliance' wants to restore its former glory...... This expectation is based on the complete elimination of the Eternal Temple's influence in the North! ”
Victor analyzed and said, "And if you want to pull out the power of the temple in the northern realm in one fell swoop, the key lies in one person...... Head of the temple in St. Natburg, Reserve Cardinal Orbas! ”
"Therefore, several adults of the Magical Society, after learning about the current situation of Saint-Naburg, they are more inclined to 'decapitation operation'."
Speaking of which, Victor's eyes were fixed on the few nobles in the study.
"How do you kill Olbas?"
Victor said straight to the point: "This requires you to investigate Orbas's personality, preferences, work and rest time, habits, interpersonal relationships, ......, only with these details of the information, we can formulate a more appropriate plan of action." ”
"Your Excellency Victor, we have understood what you mean."
Count Rodney nodded and said, "However, we also want to know...... In what ways will the Magical Society provide the necessary assistance to the Northland Alliance? ”
"Hehe, you can rest assured of this!"
Victor smiled and explained, "We have sent an elite team of battle mages and are expected to arrive in the Kingdom of Barbatler and infiltrate Fort Saint-Na in two days. ”
"Oh, that's fine! That's good......" Several of the big nobles smiled with satisfaction on their faces.
"If there is no other doubt, I hope that after you leave here, you will immediately consolidate the forces in your hands, and at the same time find out the relevant information about Orbas as soon as possible......"
"Two days later, when the Magical Society's team of battle mages arrived at Fort Saint-Na, we held another secret meeting to finalize the specific steps of the operation......"
"Three days later, at midnight, the 'decapitation operation' officially began!"
After the leaders of the 'Northland Alliance' quietly left Rodney's manor, Victor in the study said to Count Rodney: "Lord Earl, you also know that there are traitors within ...... 'Northland Alliance'!" Please increase the number of people and closely monitor the various channels of information transmission......"
"Your Excellency Victor, please rest assured!"
Count Rodney replied with a serious face: "Perhaps I cannot guarantee that this information will not be revealed...... But I can promise that at least for the next three days, these messages will not be leaked! ”
"Excellent! If nothing else, I'm leaving now......"
Seeing Count Rodney bow his head slightly and say goodbye, Victor's figure blurred for a while, and his whole body immediately turned into a cloud of void gas and disappeared into the air.
"Adult ......"
When Victor left, old Locke, who had been standing in the corner of the study, suddenly spoke: "If the operation starts in three days, we will not have enough time to rescue Her Highness Cecilia from the temple!" ”
"Isn't it...... Could we ask the mages of the Academy of Magic to delay their actions by a few days? ”
"No way!"
Hardly on the hesitant, Count Rodney flatly rejected Old Locke's proposal.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we in the 'Northland Alliance' must seize it! And there are many dreams at night, and if you postpone your actions, maybe something will happen...... We can't take that risk!! ”
"But...... What about Her Highness Cecilia? Are we just going to watch her ignore it? After the operation begins, it will be difficult to guarantee the safety of hostages and lives like Your Highness......"
Count Rodney gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and let out a long, cloudy breath.
"So be it...... For the sake of the future of the Northland Alliance, everything can be abandoned! ”
After hearing Count Rodney's decisive words, Old Locke's fists clenched repeatedly, and at last he replied without changing his face: "As you wish, my lord." ”
……
At night, the church hall in the temple area.
Preparatory Cardinal Olbas, dressed in red robes, is conducting his daily prayers.
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the shadows in the corner of the hall, and a cold voice rang out: "Lord Bishop, the number one mole has a top-secret message......"
"The messenger of evil heresy has signed an entente with the Northland Alliance......"
"The Academy of Magic has drawn an elite team of battle mages from the 'Long Road Hub' Myturiseland, and it is expected to arrive at St. Nypor in two days......"
"The royal faction, led by Count Rodney, agreed with the envoys of the Magical Society to launch a 'decapitation operation' in three days...... And the goal of the action is you, Your Majesty, the Bishop. ”
"According to the news from other moles and spies, the nobles who have joined the 'Northland Alliance' have begun to mobilize private troops, but the attitude of the royal family is not very clear, and they have always maintained a wait-and-see attitude......
“…… Our clergy have been assembled and ready to enter the battle mode. ”
"The nobles close to us are also ready, and they are waiting for your orders!"
“……”
When Orbas heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and the smile gradually magnified until it turned into laughter.
"I really didn't expect it!" A cold light flashed in Olbas's eyes, "The Magic Society actually intends to do something from me......"
"Summons His Majesty the Pope and tell him that the Magical Society's power in Myturiseland has been partially drained...... It is recommended that the crusading army seize the moment and launch an attack! ”
"Prepare for the 'Purification Circle' in the event of a heresy...... Just let them have no return! ”
……
War fortress "Skehiti".
The president of the Magical Society, Grand Arcanist Grant Einstead, stands in front of the main terminal in the control center of the Tower of Babel. Through the display of the main control terminal, the war fortress above Carter City has begun to move, flying in a southwesterly direction.
"Lord Grant, the 'True Illusion' of the super-large-scale magic circle has been arranged and is functioning normally." A high-ranking mage respectfully reported: "The concealment system of the War Fortress has also been activated, and it is expected to last for thirty-six hours. ”
"Good!"
Grant nodded in satisfaction, and he asked, "Rosa have they arrived at Fort Saint-Nahs?" ”
"Expected to arrive tomorrow!"
"Get them in touch with Victor as soon as possible......"
"Yes, Lord Grant!"
"Let's hope everything goes well......"