In a rather bizarre form, this bloody battle came to an abrupt end.

No matter how Green Cwefort threatened and shouted angrily, his soldiers no longer obeyed his command, dropped their weapons, and fell to the ground. In this world, the spirit is not an illusory thing, but is as real as the light that can soothe all anger.

In the eyes of believers, the identity of the Chosen One is equivalent to that of the Pope!

Catching eye with the figure in the holy light, Green Cweft only felt his calves weaken, and he already realized that the Cweft family was finished. However, before he could repent of his actions, his men dragged him off his horse and pushed him to the ground.

The commanders of the corps, who were still wavering, defected one after another, and took their subordinates to the banner of the kingdom.

There was no need to hesitate at all, the gods had shown them the right path.

City Hall, backyard.

Salos, who ran out of the back door in a panic, urged the servants to bring the carriage over.

"Quick, get ready for the carriage!"

When he was in the mayor's office before, he stood in front of the window, and the moment he saw the figure bathed in holy light, he knew that Fenrir had completely failed.

If he was just a wizard, he might have survived a little bit of luck in his heart, hoping that the militia in the city and the mercenaries of the Cweft family could defeat him by numbers. Now, however, that Cilita's loyalty and faith have been sanctioned by the Father, the Cweford family, even if they have the ability to cover the sky with one hand in Boulder City, cannot compete with the faith that has been ingrained in this continent for 2,000 years.

The carriage did not wait, but the cavalry in silver armor came.

Salos panicked and tried to flee, but before he could take two steps, he was pushed to the ground by the dismounted cavalry.

Seeing that the Coweford family was completely finished, Melle, the first corps commander to defect to the kingdom, completely let go of his hands and feet, and quickly surrounded the city hall and the prison with his people, taking down the Coweford family's henchmen, and at the same time releasing the prisoners who were thrown into prison by the Coweft family last night.

Limping out of the gloomy dungeon, Rembert almost burst into tears of excitement when he saw the sun outside. In a place like Boulder City, no political prisoner sent to a dungeon has ever come out alive.

After being sent there yesterday, he was desperate and wanted to kill himself......

In this way, this rebellion of less than half a day ended with the fall of the Covifort family.

……

The town hall was already under the control of the kingdom's cavalry.

Because the bureaucrats of the Cowefort faction were all purged, the entire municipal institution was almost paralyzed. Of course, those vacant positions cannot be empty all the time, and naturally they are cheapened by those who made the right choice at the right time.

For example, Melle Kevin, although there are certain reasons forced by circumstances, he is the first corps commander to get lost. The family behind him was originally in a very marginal position in the upper class social circle of Boulder City, but now it has directly become an existence that other families have to pull down their faces to curry favor.

Not only did he become the governor of Boulder City, but he also won two councilors and a speaker for his family.

In Boulder City, this is a configuration that only a prestigious family can have.

As for Rembert, he didn't make the right choice, but who wanted him to be sent to prison by Salos himself? The post of Speaker was replaced by the elders of Melle's family, who served as city councillors, and was electively elected, and former Speaker Rembert was offered the coveted position of mayor.

Now that the counterinsurgency is over, the next step is to deal with the aftermath.

Casualty statistics, battlefield cleaning, city wall repairs......

These menial tasks were handled by Cilita's adjutant General Derrank.

As an adjutant of the royal family's cavalry, his own talents are not limited to killing enemies, but also in governing the territory. Although it may not be as experienced as a politician, it is at least much better than the little girl Silita.

……

As the night wore on, Celita sat on the bed in the town hall lounge, looking at the rune-engraved sword in her hand, her eyes full of complexity.

Although she remembered everything that had happened at that time, and she had not lost consciousness as she had done the night before when she had fought with Aram, she had not yet figured out what had happened to her in just a few breaths.

Even Miss Leia, who was standing in front of her, had already explained a lot to her after revealing her identity as a half-elf emissary. However, instead of being answered, the confusion in her mind grew.

The Chosen One?

Bloodline Knight?

The successor to the Sword of Gondal?

And......

"Chaos...... What is it? With her right hand gently stroking the blade of the sword, Sirita asked in confusion.

"It's the root of this War of Succession, and it's also the root of the chaos in the continent of Aditya," Leia, who stood in front of Cilita, looked at her with soft eyes, explaining to her the reason for everything, "Jiang Feng and I traveled across the ocean and came here from the distant Ayrois to return this sword to the descendants of Gondar. ”

Originally, in the prophecy, the sword was supposed to be granted to the descendants of Gondar by the messenger of the elves himself.

However, the elves have long since left this world, and only the half-elf descendants they left behind can complete this historical mission in their place.

"Leia has already told you the basic situation," leaning against the door with his arms crossed, Jiang Feng added beside him, "It's just that this sword was originally supposed to be given to your brother Seres Gondal, but I don't know why, it seems to like you more." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Feng's gaze kept looking at Cilita.

Compared to the moment when she was bathed in the holy light, her stats have returned to normal levels, but they are still much stronger than before.

Jiang Feng could probably deduce from the few powerhouses he had seen with the strength of a master that she had probably deduced that her current level should have reached the level of the Holy Rank. It's just that she herself hasn't fully adapted to the changes that have happened to her, and before she masterfully controls this power, her strength can only play to the level of a master at best.

Being a little embarrassed by Jiang Feng's "hot" gaze, Cilita's cheeks flushed slightly, coughed dryly, and diverted the topic.

"After the siege of Sardinia is lifted, I will send this sword to my elder brother as soon as possible, he is the heir of the Gondal family, and with his strength, he will definitely be able to use this sword more skillfully than me."

"Maybe you haven't discovered it yourself, but in fact, your current strength has reached the level of the Holy Rank." Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders and reminded.

"Huh?" Celita was stunned.

"At least that's the case in terms of data," Jiang Feng nodded and said in an affirmative tone, "Maybe this sword is more suitable for you." ”

"How could it be ......" Cilita's expression was full of surprise, and she looked at her hands in disbelief, "I already have the strength of the Holy Order?" Why don't I feel it at all. ”

"Maybe you'll get used to it in a few days." Lowering his arms, Jiang Feng glanced at Leia, and then looked at Cilita, "No matter what, I have already sent this sword to the descendants of the Gondal family as promised. Whether you intend to give it to your brother or use it as you see fit, it's none of my business. ”