"North, I didn't think I would be able to come here again......"

Ania stopped her steed and looked at the scenery on the wasteland, her eyes a little dazed for a moment.

"Oak!" "Oak!"

The screams of the goblins rose and fell among the grass and bushes, and great malice enveloped Ania and the convoy behind her.

If they can't show enough force at this point, the goblins will follow them all the time, looking for every flaw they have revealed or waiting for their accomplices.

Once the conditions are met, they will rush up and turn every living creature that can move around in the caravan into a delicious piece of meat.

"Go!"

Of course, Ania should know how to deal with them, and in fact, before she could say anything, several knights had already rushed out.

The roaring horses, the heavily armed knights on them, and the shining weapons wielding them, instantly turned the goblin's cry into terror.

"Haha...... You green-skinned dwarfs!"

The knight laughed loudly, and the dragon-patterned greatsword in his hand singled out a few filthy green-skinned goblins directly from the bushes.

Bang!

A few poor little ones were immediately seriously injured and died, and the rest were wailing loudly.

The shrill voice, coupled with the tone of terror, the wail of the same clan caused the other goblins to flee in terror, and the numerous barren grasses stirred in a wave of departing wind.

For caravans that really want to make a living in the North, if they can't even cope with the goblins and ogres in the endless wilderness, it won't be long before they will be devoured and wiped out by other chambers of commerce, or even directly abandoned by the harsh fighting environment. Become a dry bone in the wilderness.

A few of the goblins with the loudest wails were hung at the front of the convoy, and their screams were the best dispersal - though only useful for goblins. But a lot of trouble can always be avoided, isn't it?

Fearing the stench of the green-skinned dwarfs, Ania deliberately avoided it for some distance. Cover your nose with a white scarf embroidered with gold lace.

"Damn, isn't there a better way?"

Her eyes quickly glanced at a few ordinary-looking servants, and there was still a little resentment in her heart: "With them, even if it is the siege of the ogre tribe, there is nothing to be afraid of, right?"

Of course, Ania knows very well that this is already the territory of the Orc Empire, and once it provokes the encirclement and suppression of the Orc army, even if he has the support of a legendary powerhouse, it will be of little use.

Therefore. She wisely swallowed the words and did not say them.

"Miss Aniah, the steward, please come over!" a thin servant trotted over, his face still green and immature, but there was a calmness and fortitude in his eyes that did not match his age.

"What's the matter?" Ania asked reflexively.

"It should be a question about arriving in the Dark Forest!" replied immediately, the young man dressed as a servant gave Ania a second look.

"I'll go over ...... immediately"

Ania agreed, looking at the back of the little boy, there was a rare trace of jealousy in his eyes: "What a lucky little guy...... Is it called Lens? Actually favored by my lord......"

Of course, she remembered that when she first met each other, the inferiority complex child hiding in the shadows.

But now. Not only has the other party's temperament and body changed greatly, but he has also been brought to the Northland as a key training object of the church.

"I heard that he was inspired by God, and even awakened the talent of the devil hunter, and it is likely that he will be accepted as a disciple by that legend......"

Ania looked at Lens's back. Thinking about his younger brothers who were sent to the Giant Serpent Church, a wry smile appeared on their faces, but they couldn't have any complaints.

For the reasons. Naturally, she knew very well that the Bane family was a family of merchants. The faith was not very strong, and it was a conversion. In terms of the piety of the faith, of course, it cannot be compared with the other.

Now it seems that in terms of heirs, even if you are young, it is almost impossible to be like a fanatical believer.

"We can only raise ...... from the next generation of babies"

Ania knows very well what it is to survive in the church.

Helping the church is only one aspect, the most basic thing is the solidity of the faith.

You can have no special skills or be penniless, but you can't be fanatical even about the most basic beliefs!

Ania knew that there was a unique magic in the Serpent Church, which could judge the depth of faith through the light of faith in the believers, and this advanced judgment method made her feel a deep crisis.

"Looks ...... I should also deepen my interpretation of the teachings of our God...... In this regard, it seems that Sister Barbara can help me!"

After thinking of the Barbara Holy Maiden, I don't know why, a hint of blush appeared on Aniah's face.

"Father!"

Aniazema came to Fix and walked with her.

This mission was obviously important, and even Fix personally joined the caravan.

"For the sake of my god, we must do things well this time, and we can't make a mistake!" At this time, Fix's middle-aged face was full of seriousness.

"I understand, Father!" Ania took a deep breath.

After Thunderlin performed a miracle and wiped out the Black Moon Chamber of Commerce, Count Eric, and even the family of the legendary Grand Duke, the boulder that stood in front of the Nien Chamber of Commerce disappeared in an instant, and the transaction with the Black Blood Tribe was put on the agenda.

But no matter what the Fixes father and daughter think, the Serpent Church's actions this time also have some ill intentions.

I have no choice but to get on the thief ship, and now I can only follow Lei Lin to the end.

Knowing how terrible the struggle between the gods was, and how miserable the fate of the innocents who were swept up in it, Fix, even if he didn't want to, could only bite the bullet and go on the road.

"Father, the cavalry of the Orc Empire was found in front!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, and Ania whispered in Fix's ear.

"It's okay!"

Fix looked at the flag raised on his side, it was a pass given by the Orc Empire, enough to protect the safety of his caravan.

"Whoa......" "Whoa......"

With the desolate howl of wolves and the smoke of beacons, the appearance of those cavalry finally became imprinted on Aniah's eyelids.

- Werewolves with green eyes, cyan hair, and knotted muscles that are two heads taller than normal people, and the silver-gray giant wolf mounts they sit on.

"It's the elite of the Orc Empire - the wolf cavalry!"

Aniah's face changed color slightly, she was extremely impressed by the only class that could compete with the human heavy cavalry, and not only that, but the wolf cavalry was a nightmare for all the inhabitants of the Northlands.

"Whew!"

Under the watchful eye of the wolves, the horses in the caravan began to get nervous, digging into the ground with their hooves, and spewing thick white gas from their noses.

......Fortunately, the commander of the wolf cavalry with the golden helmet waved his hand after seeing the banner on the caravan, and many wolves scattered and gave way to the road, making the caravan tremble and continue on the road, and even sent two cavalry to follow and protect it.

"Alas...... Compared to the Silver Moon Alliance, the policies of the Orc Empire are actually ......"

Fix, who watched the scene, sighed lowly, but still did not continue.

Ania knew what his father meant, the emperor of the orc empire, that Saladin was a wise and far-sighted orc, who had seen the prosperity of human society and the advancement of technology, and had been interested in learning in this area.

Even, in order to obtain sufficiently sophisticated weapons and advanced technology, he also issued a protection order to underground chambers of commerce such as Nien and Black Moon, ordering that no orc army could rob them, but only trade fairly, so as to attract more merchants and increase the power of the orc empire.

Comparatively speaking, the Silver Moon Queen Erastro, and the bureaucrats of the Executive Hall have done a little less in this regard.

It's a pity that they are human races, and the other party is orcs, and there is an innate antagonism.

Even with the lubricant of trade and profit, I am afraid that it will not be able to heal the shadow caused by the previous war.

On the contrary, through the orcs' thirst for refined weapons and magic scrolls during this time, Fix judged that the other party's preparations for war had already begun.

"What do you think?"

In the middle of the caravan, a tall, thin figure with slightly dark skin looked at the little boy in front of him, Lance: "Are you afraid?"

"No, with the protection of my God, I have nothing to fear......"

Lens gripped a thick hemp rope around his neck, and something was faintly tied underneath.

"So, what do you think of the other party's policy of protecting the Chamber of Commerce, absorbing human society, and carrying out civilization?"

The other party seems to be interested in examining Lens's abilities, which is a difficult question for adults.

"I think ......"

Lens lowered his head and thought for a while, and when he raised it again, there was no confusion in his eyes: "Orcs give me the feeling of being barbaric and bloody, and this kind of civilization and technical learning must be good for their empire, but I always feel ...... Something doesn't match!"

Although Lens hadn't gone any further, he could see that the tall and thin figure had a look of satisfaction on his face.

"You said it very well! Gnusu is the god of barbarism and orcs, and the transformation of the entire orc empire is not at all in line with the orc god line, which involves a rather serious issue...... How many gods are willing to start transforming their nature, from barbarism to order and civilization!"

"It's hard, isn't it?" Lens scratched his head, it felt a little unbelievable just thinking about it.

"It's very difficult! Sometimes, the camp and nature change, and even the gods themselves can't choose ......."

The figure sighed: "And even if Gnu has to agree to this reform, I'm afraid there are quite a few barbarian beast gods who oppose it...... This kind of faint counter-force is fatal to the entire orc empire......" (To be continued.) )