If the Brass Pass at the top of the mountains is the shield of the kingdom, then Sardinia, which goes deep into the hinterland of the kingdom, is the crown of the kingdom.

Named after the god of war, this fortress was built 300 years ago during the invasion of northern pirates, and after 300 years of repair, this fortress standing on the hills has become the fulcrum of the kingdom's strategic depth.

Behind Sardinia is the Prancing Horse Plain, which stretches out for thousands of miles to reach the royal capital of Warland. If this fortress falls, the last vestige of the Serejan dynasty will undoubtedly be lost under the iron hooves of the rebels.

In the barracks, a small amount of smoke rises.

There was a long queue in front of the erected cauldron, and next to it stood peasant women who had been improvised to cook. Silently taking the wooden bowls full of batter and the hard bread, the weary soldiers walked together in groups of three or five, and found a secluded corner by the low wall, without any communication, and hastily settled the shabby lunch.

Most of the soldiers standing here had fled from Lake Saysay and had arrived here over the course of a month. No one blames them for their cowardice, and being able to return here with weapons to fight for the kingdom is worthy of the name of bravery.

The crushing defeat on the shores of Lake Saysay severely demoralized the coalition forces.

Although the king ordered the news of the death of Seres Gondal blocked, this did not prevent pessimism from spreading among the soldiers, and the 200,000 people were crushed by 50,000 people, even if no one knew that His Majesty had died a knight.

I don't know how many barons and viscounts died in the chaos.

Taking off his helmet and dropping it in the hands of his squire, Flynn walked to the barracks in chain mail. As a king, although he did not need to take the lead, the fatigue accumulated on the front line for several days still made him look quite tired.

At this moment, the guard, dressed in silver plate armor, walked up to him.

"Your Majesty, the envoy of the holy city of Romania asks for an audience."

"Romania?" Flynn furrowed his eyebrows, "What are the people from the church doing here?" ”

"I don't know, they claim to have something important to ask for an audience, and they beg His Majesty to see them, but they don't say exactly why." The guard, noticing that His Majesty did not seem to be in the mood to pray to the priest, asked, "Do you need me to refuse their request for you?" ”

Flynn wanted to nod his head and send the messengers away, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and spoke.

"Bring them to me."

"Yes."

Since the events of the centuries ago, the Church has had little involvement in the internal affairs of the kingdoms. At this juncture, the Church suddenly sent an emissary to the kingdom of Rick, and it was hard not to make Flynn mutter in his heart, what were these saint-Romanian gods thinking about in their stomachs.

Sitting in the basilica of Sardiniaburg, Flynn summoned the messengers of the Church.

Led into the room by the guards, the old man in the priest's robe bowed slightly to the king sitting on the stone chair, and the knight standing next to the old man took a half step forward and explained his intention in a sincere tone.

"Dear Your Majesty, I'm sorry to bother you at this time, we have come here at the will of the Father, mainly to investigate one matter."

"I don't have anything to investigate in my army." Flynn waved his hand and said impatiently, "You have the time to spare, you might as well use your light to settle the pain of those poor fellows out there, who are all believers in God the Father." ”

The knight was about to say something, but the old priest standing behind him stopped him.

"Enough, Calion, His Majesty has not been fooled by the forces of Chaos." After a pause, the old man in the priest's robe glanced at the spacious hall and said slowly, "I haven't seen the shadow of chaos since I stepped into this castle, and it seems that my previous concern was correct. ”

The knight named Kalion was slightly stunned, then frowned.

"Looks like that Prince William?"

The old man in the priest's robe nodded.

"What are you talking about?" Flynn frowned, looked at the two gods who were talking to each other in front of him, and said with a displeased face, "Why did I hear a disgusting name from your mouths?" ”

If anyone else dares to hang himself aside like this while he is in sight, he will be sent to the gallows for this disrespect. But the status of the two in the church is not low, and with the national strength of the Rick Kingdom, they have not yet provoked the capital of the church.

It is for this reason that, even if he is displeased, Flynn still maintains the utmost restraint.

When the two had finished exchanging words, the old man in the priest's robe bowed slightly apologetically to the king, who was sitting on the stone chair.

"Please forgive me for being rude, after all, the stakes are high, not only for Rick, but for the safety of all living beings in the entire world."

"I need a reasonable explanation." The expression on Flynn's face had begun to grow impatient.

"That's right," Callion took the handle and told the king who was sitting on the stone chair what had happened, "About half a year ago, our Pope, His Majesty, while communicating with the Father, learned of the oracle that Chaos was awakening. Someone was performing an evil ritual to try to awaken the chaos that had been banished from the world, and from then on, my mentor and I set out from the Holy City and traveled all the way west to get here. ”

"So you suspect that it's my people who are performing an evil ritual? Are you doubting my devotion to God the Father? Flynn disgruntled.

"Of course not," the old priest shook his head, "in fact, we had been to Banville once before coming here, and yet William Adams did not receive us. ”

"You mean, that hillbilly from Lensar who sold his soul to a demon?" Grabbing the armrests with both hands, Flynn stood up from the stone chair, shock written all over his face, "How dare he do this!?" ”

The old priest nodded slightly, and sighed softly in a tone of regret.

"Exactly......

After the messenger of the church left, Flynn sat on the stone chair and pondered for a long time.

Before leaving, the priest named Clement told him that he would ask His Majesty the Pope to persuade the bishop of the College of Cardinals to agree to send the Templar Order to Rick. But the priest also told him not to hope too much for it, because the church is also in a stormy period, and the kingdom of Rick will probably have to face the threat of chaos alone.

Of course, the priest also said that whether or not he finally convinced His Majesty the Pope, he and Kalion would return here to contribute a small amount to the resistance to the invasion of Chaos.

"Chaos?"

Flynn frowned as his index finger tapped on the armrest.

He didn't have much of a real sense of this ancient word that dates back to the days of the Covenant. But when you think of the giants who defeated Serres, those "butcher knives" who wear black armor and fight like puppets, what else can explain these "strange things" besides chaos?

It's just that he still can't believe it.

That fool was so obsessed with his throne that he even gave up his faith in God the Father and sold his soul to the demons in the chaos.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the main hall.

The heavy wooden door slowly pushed open, and it was his squire who appeared in the doorway.

"Your Majesty, Walland has sent a letter." Kneeling on one knee in the main hall, the attendant reported.

Flynn said briefly, "Bring it up." ”

The letter was presented and spread out on the stone table.

Because he was thinking about what was written in the letter, Flynn didn't pay close attention to it, but just glanced at it in a hurry. However, when he saw the line written at the end of the letter, his eyes were glued to the letter.

【…… The wizard from the port of Sevit has arrived at the palace of Valland. 】