Eudora sighed, but before she could continue to speak, Kasri spoke, "Those things—I mean... Those weird and disgusting things, it has nothing to do with the gods we've always believed in, right?"

The Priest of Scepter kept his mouth open for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse, "This question is very complicated—"

"Complicated? Damn! You can't even lie!"

Kasri erupted, she snapped the handrail with one slap, stood up and roared, "Are you going to tell me - the Tukhs have been giving everything for such a disgusting monster for so many years?

Her roar shook Eudora's ears a little, but as a priestess of scepter, she could only retort weakly: "It's not what you think..."

"Not what I thought?"

Kasri grabbed Udora's collar and lifted her straight from her seat—the strong female general's muscles bulged like an angry leopard: "Do you know what you're doing? Don't you know you're blaspheming?!"

For believers, the word "blasphemy" is a very serious crime, and it is unpleasant to say that believers will not be held accountable for beating and killing blasphemous people in the street. In such times, the gods of religious states are sacrosanct, and it is the duty of any believer to refrain from "blasphemy".

And Eudora was carried like this, but her hands didn't dare to push Kasri, and her voice was lowered: "If you don't listen to my explanation, are you going to do it directly at a scepter priest?"

Kasli glared at her with a hideous expression, and finally let go of her hand: "Explain, I hope you can tell a few truths." ”

Eudora raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean? Did someone tell you something?"

Kasri didn't say anything, just sat down in a chair next to her and drank her water.

Eudora here organized her language and spoke: "Your Majesty has indeed discovered something unusual in recent years, some... Power that can be taken away for one's own use. You also understand that if we don't have enough hole cards, we want to reclaim the land that belongs to the Tukh people, and it is not enough to rely on the original magic and armies. ”

"So you accepted the bewitchment of those things, became the sacrifice of those things, and now you use this power to control people's hearts and attack Rasiman again, right?"

Kasri's voice was a little tired, and finally she muttered, "Sure enough, they were right..."

"Who said, what have you heard?"

Eudora immediately glanced around alarmedly, and Kasri shook her head, "It was these people from the Karen Kingdom who said that - they came to me the other day with the remains left by those priests and asked me, I didn't say anything, but when they left, they said, 'It's these things again'..."

Eudora's expression changed drastically, and she immediately asked, "What do you mean? Have these people from the Karen Kingdom seen it before?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized what she had exposed. Kasri's expression grew colder, and her words seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth: "Demons from the Otherworld—demons! Are you trading with these things? Or do you think you can control such creatures?"

Forced to ask to such a point, Eudora has nothing to say. She originally used various means to negotiate with these people in the Karen Kingdom, but she never thought that in this cell, all illusions would be destroyed by her former subordinates.

In fact, the priestly class of the entire Esca country realized that something was wrong when they came into contact with such a "spell". However, with the passage of time and His Majesty's persuasion, Eudora and the others gradually came to a consensus: no matter what the other party is, as long as this power can be under their control, it doesn't matter where it comes from.

After all, according to His Majesty's statements and various indications, if these things are not learned in time, the entire country of Eskar will be enveloped by the impending catastrophe...

In other words, they don't have a choice.

"Kasri, we don't really have a choice..."

"Is your choice to make the priests monsters, let the soldiers of those other countries become monsters, let these cannon fodder tear apart Rasiman's country, and then make room for those demons?"

Kasri's whole body seemed to be much older, and she sat down in her chair in a dejected manner: "It's so stupid... It's stupid!"

"But what can we do other than that?"

Eudora gritted her teeth and retorted: "You're just a general with a full head and muscles! Do you know what the country of Eskar is facing? If it's not a catastrophe, why do we bother to use such a magic technique, do you think those priests risked their lives to fight, just to give their lives to those guys? Whether the sword is used to kill the enemy or kill ourselves depends on how we control it!"

"Oh, you have 10,000 reasons to do this, but... And now?"

Kasri's face was full of mockery, "Haven't you realized one thing? These people in the Karen Kingdom are not here to deal with you at all. How long do you think the nation of Eskar will be able to withstand with their weapons and fighting style?"

This sentence put an end to all previous arguments—for the ironclad facts were in front of us, and there was no room for Udora, the priest of the scepter, to refute them.

There was silence in the room, and Kasri didn't ask any more questions, just sat in a daze: she was obviously used to it.

Eudora's face was cloudy, and her heart was now inexplicably shaken—or rather, she had not believed in His Majesty before, but Kasri's performance had only deepened her doubts.

After some time, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, the simple wooden door was opened, and the attendant-like man walked in and gave the two of them wet towels to wipe their faces.

"What... What do you mean? The talks have to be wiped clean first?"

Eudora immediately thought of a bad end, only to find that General Kasri, who was next to her with shoulders half as wide as herself, was also asked to wipe her face clean, and at the same time, a special maid rearranged her messy hair.

"If you want to be in the newspaper, you need to pay attention to the image. ”

Confused by this, they were soon taken to the parlor above the tower, where Eudora expected to face trial, but instead of the expected serious scene of being pointed at a sword, she and Kasri were seated on the side of the long table, and within two minutes, Sodrore, dressed in civilian clothes, came down the stairs alone.

He did not have the slightest sense of solemnity and solemnity, and walked to the long table and sat down, and then the attendant poured water in front of the three of them.

"I am Sodrol, the commander of the Cullen Kingdom Expeditionary Force. Because time is of the essence, I'll cut a long story short. ”

He took a sip from his cup: "General Kasri has been here for a while, and I haven't tortured you to ask anything, and Priest Udora, I also know something about your identity and status, the battle is over, your army has surrendered, and I have nothing to discuss with you about the handling of prisoners of war and ransom." ”

The two men pursed their lips as they spoke: they felt as if they were of no other use.

"Let you sit here, I have only one question for you to answer. ”

He leaned forward and looked at the two of them with sharp eyes: "I need you to tell me the battle plan of the army of the Eskar Country, as well as the deployment of your current forces and granaries. ”

Neither of them spoke, and such a question was to be expected, as they could imagine... If they are hard-mouthed now, there may be torture to get them to explain their problems.

But Sodrore's subsequent words left Eudora dumbfounded: "I know you're hesitating, but now you have to think about one thing, we're not here to slaughter you..."

"He is here to save you. ”

Kasri swallowed, she didn't speak, because her heart was so lost after the collapse of her faith, and she had long lost the conviction she had before.

And Udora's body tensed, and after a moment of silence, she finally asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you're in big trouble - do you really think you can wrestle with the lord of the demon plane with that little power?"

Instead of being condescending or aggressive, Sodrol stared at her and said quickly, "Does your majesty think that she has encountered an adventure, that no one else in this world knows about the existence of demons?

"All I can say is that after a long time in the desert corners, you have really become frogs at the bottom of the well. ”

Eudora was short of breath when she said this, but she couldn't refute it.

"The army of the Karen Kingdom is not meant to deal with small characters like you, I say this, can you understand? Whether it is artillery, or bridge-building technology, or those trucks that transport baggage, they were not used against the Eskar Kingdom in the first place... Or these small countries around you that can't remember their names – you don't deserve it at all. ”

Sodrore's tone was calm.

"If we want, an entire army can be parachuted into your capital tonight and burn down your homes. But the reason why we didn't do so is because the kingdom of Karen is fulfilling the agreement with Rasiman that we need to drive you out of the territory we have already occupied. ”

"But I'm calling you here for a conversation, not for the sake of war, but to let you know the fact that ending the dispute between you and Rasiman is just something we have to do in passing. And the real target is the damned demons behind you - I hope you can figure out what's at stake and give me a conclusion. ”

He leaned back in his chair, "In case you don't know, the Karen Kingdom is the only country on the continent that has established friendly relations with all dragons, and we have been working tirelessly to deal with the invaders from the Otherworld... It's good that you don't have to be busy, and you can be an outpost of demons..."

Sodrore shook his head and said no more.

And Eudora's forehead was covered with cold sweat at some point.

(End of chapter)