A battle involving a total of more than 40,000 people will not be ignored in the kingdom of Karen - the noble lords and even the royal family are all watching the outcome of this war, and there will obviously be so-called "sides" among them.

In the kingdom with many lords, there are those who clearly support the "Rosace Cross", and there are also those who are willing to donate gold coins to the "Pit Viper Cross", on the surface, the main forces of the two major religions are competing, but in fact, they can never do without the support of the nobles of this country...

Such a Karen kingdom actually does not have much "cohesion" at all. As the nominal "ruler" of the country, the royal family has long been reduced to the point of being on an equal footing with the duke's first-class nobles, which can be described as nominal and insubstantial.

Objectively speaking, Charles II was not a faint king who only knew pleasure. As a king, he worked hard to implement new policies and achieved some commendable results - things that would have left him a mark on history, but for an ambitious monarch, it was only that... It's not enough.

"Moore, such results do not seem to have lived up to expectations."

Raising his hand to hand the servant with the palm of his hand, the king reached for his collar with the golden insignia and turned his gaze to the faithful lord in front of him.

The Earl of Moore fought a battle with Lord Gordon last year, and it was one of the most talked about events in 588. Obviously, being eligible to enter Charles II's study at this time already represents the monarch's recognition of his trust and ability.

Fifty years old this year, Moore looked like a thin old man, and his simple and unadorned robe did not seem to be worthy of his status as a hereditary earl, but the methods of this old nobleman were clearly beyond those who only knew how to collect taxes and pensions.

"Your Majesty, neither the reinforcements of the 'Rosicrucius' nor the receiving troops who arrived the next day after the start of the battle have any reports or records in the 'Temple', and they are all 'unauthorized actions', apparently someone detected the trap in advance and bypassed Mograine's orders."

"I don't want to listen to the reason, I just want the result."

Charles II replied in a deep voice. Although there was a little displeasure on his face, this monarch really liked the feeling of "manipulating the overall situation" behind his back.

The war was intervened and influenced by Moore before it broke out: why was the "Rosicrucius" kept in the dark? Why did the "Pit Viper Cross" large-scale troop hoarding go undetected? The reason for this is that the Earl of Moore, who is calling for wind and rain in the Southern Territories, plays a great role.

Weaken the "Rosace Cross" and secretly prop up the "Pit Viper Cross" - although the royal family is far from being as strong as it once was, Charles II is well aware of the importance of "balance", just like the originally weak Moore annexed the Gordon Lords... Without the covert support of the royal family, such a thing can only be a fantasy.

In every war, there will be clashes between various forces in places that ordinary people can't see, and the result of this religious war is that both sides lose out.

"陛xià, a qiē is still under control, the influence of the royal family will increase several times in two years, and the only thing we have to worry about now is the border..."

"The undead, you say? Isn't the problem on Evta's side solved? What I want to see is that these disobedient guys obediently surrender in front of me, and I don't care what the skeletons thousands of miles away think. ”

Charles II raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was about to be thirty-seven years old, and he still had the radical and impetuousness of a young man.

The Earl of Moore wanted to say something, but then he also understood... Even if some things are said, this majesty may not understand, he simply nodded, and responded in a low voice: "A qiē will go according to plan, majesty." ”

******

"Butterflies, butterflies,

Where are you from?

I don't know, I don't ask,

There has never been a home.

Butterflies, butterflies,

Where are you going?

Where the sun shines,

Where the buds grow. ”

As the procession marched, Nephie shook his calves and hummed this popular nursery rhyme in the kingdom of Karen on the wagon - a sound that also made the marching members of the procession feel much more relaxed, and after four days of the battle, they finally left the forest and met a group of 500 men who had arrived from the "Temple" under the orders of Rubens.

"It's the town of Geer, where the team will rest for the day."

As the commander of this team, Sally briefly told the tired team members about the arrangements for the past few days, then flicked the reins and looked around, only to find that she could not find Roddy...

"This guy..."

Although Sally's eyebrows were not as melancholy as she once was, she had sensitively noticed Roddy's abnormality in the past few days—he had become more and more reticent, and even didn't sleep all night, just sitting in front of the campfire and not knowing what to think.

Sally asked him why, but Roddy was always vague. The march has been extremely tiring in the past few days, and the occasional chat is just that she is talking about her experience in the jungle, but what Roddy has done in the past six months, he has never said a word.

"Camilla, do you see Roddy?"

"Sister Sally, I just saw a shadow in the distance, it seems to be Brother Roddy riding that big bird-"

Nafi raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the forest at the back of the group, Sally glanced at it, saw that she couldn't see anything clearly, and casually asked, "How far is it?" ”

"Maybe more than twenty kilometers."

"That's a long way off."

Sally nodded, not taking it seriously... At a distance of twenty kilometers, not to mention people, even a church can't even be distinguished, and Nephie said this only because she had no concept of distance.

The two walked and talked, and after marching for more than half an hour, the team entered the town and began to rest—a group of more than 500 escorts camped directly outside the town, while Sally took Nephi to stay at the inn.

The team that had been on the run for a long time finally enjoyed some peace at this time.

It wasn't until late evening that Roddy dragged his tired body to the town, and after some questioning to confirm the location of his room, he made his way to the second floor. Just as he was about to push open the door of his room, the wooden door of the next room opened first.

"Roddy."

"Huh?"

Hearing Sally's voice, Roddy turned his head to look over, and wanted to say hello, but he couldn't help but swallow his saliva...

The harsh forest conditions made Sally have no chance to take a bath at all, and after the battle, Neffie and her were even more in a hurry, and finally found a chance to take a bath, and when she heard the footsteps of Roddy coming back, she hurried out - obviously, the light gauze of summer could not hide her graceful figure at all, although she did not show much skin, but the short wet hair, the looming curves and the two points on her chest that were raised because she was not wearing underwear were enough to make people feel angry...

"Where did you go? So long to come back? ”

Sally didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong, she just looked up and down the leather armor on Roddy's body, her eyes were slightly condensed, and she took a step back: "Come in and talk, don't stand outside." ”

Roddy took a deep breath, looked away, and stepped through the door, placing the short bow and empty quiver and short sword on the table: "I just—"

"Brother Roddy is back?"

Nephie's voice interrupted him, and Roddy turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitching twice.

Three meters away, little Lori poked her head out of the bathroom, her round shoulders and delicate fair skin were exposed to the air, her long red hair hung down from the side, and a pair of big eyes were blinking curiously...

"Silly boy!"

Sally walked over with a smile in her eyes, "Let you get dressed and come out again... Why are you so reckless..."

This gesture seems to be "self-proclaimed" by Nefi's parents, and soon Nefi walked out in a slightly larger dress, and then jumped up and down saying that she was going downstairs to see if the books were missing, Sally knew that there were guards around, so she no longer worried about her safety, and she "clicked" the door closed, and turned to sit in front of Roddy.

Roddy was feeling a little dry, so Sally brought a glass of water and asked softly, "Tired, aren't you?" I've worked hard for you these past few days... I can finally have a decent place to rest today, and tomorrow the team will leave later and sleep a little more. ”

Sally's voice was indescribably tender, she had been through so much, and she now cherished the time she spent with Roddy.

However, looking at Roddy's wooden expression, Sally felt that she was too gentle and seemed to make him uncomfortable, but after two seconds, she laughed out loud and reached out and punched him: "Can't you say a few more words?" When I look at you, it's all this-"

But when her hand fell, Sally noticed that something was wrong, she got up and came to Roddy, stretched out her hand and pulled her leather armor, and saw that the lining was full of blood, and suddenly changed her tone: "What's the matter?" ”

The voice fell, and the "Intermediate Healing Technique" also came out silently.

"Afternoon... When dealing with the traces of the procession, I encountered a team of 'Pit Viper Cross', so... Fought a battle. ”

Roddy smiled reluctantly, trying to confuse the topic: "It's all solved, don't worry." ”

"I'm relieved... What do I put in my heart! Sally suddenly felt a little stuffy in her chest as she spoke, she took a deep breath, turned her head sideways and whispered, "I can help you now, why are you still facing these dangers alone... If, if—"

She didn't say anything in the end, her eyes were red, obviously remembering how she felt when she received the news of Roddy's death.

Roddy was silent, he didn't know how to comfort Sally, but he said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry... I didn't expect that...".

"Forget it, I know it's useless for me to say." Sally was a little angry, but she knew that the result of a willful cold war could only hurt both sides, so after a few seconds, she changed the topic and said: "In the past six months... How are you doing in Ivta? ”

Seeing that she was no longer angry, Roddy relaxed slightly: "It's okay, killed a few undead, repelled a group of orcs, and then- busy with something else." ”

"It must be thrilling, right?"

Sally knew that this guy was talking as if he had just eaten a meal, but in fact he was probably frightened - and Roddy's reaction was not unexpected, he scratched his head, "It's okay, I survived." ”

"That's... Are there any women pestering you? ”

Sally tried to make a casual expression, but her eyes were fixed on Roddy's expression, lest she miss a detail.

"Women?" Roddy raised his eyebrows, and his mind went through the shadows of Nata, Akasha, and Camilla, but obviously these people were not "pestering" themselves, so while holding the water glass, he replied frankly: "No." ”

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances."

Stupid wood, just like you, there are other women who like you, I'm afraid I don't even know it!

Sally relaxed a little nervous, but then realized a problem: this guy has a girlfriend who hurts him deeply...

Seems to be called—Nephi?

At first, because I was in a hurry, I didn't have time to ask, but now... It seemed like it was time to paraphrase him.