The end of the age of the Paladins did not bring the results that the Holy See had hoped for, the restoration of everything to the status quo ante. Or more precisely, the situation has become even worse than in the days of the Paladin.

Gray has almost completely lost the support of the residents of the Lion King's Capital, but the residents of White City still support him, even more than they originally did.

Since the Battle of the White City, the people of the Duchy of Besil have looked down on the people of the Lion King Capital a little, and there is a smell of "I will support what you oppose".

"You are the paladin of our Duchy of Beshir! We will always support you! Go to the lion king of that mother! That's a bunch of bad guys!"

"Paladin, when are we going to fight against the Lion King, I'm ready to have my two sons join the army and fight for you!"

"Long live the Paladin!"

"When is our Duke of Beshir going to proclaim himself king? Holy See, hehe, who wants them to be canonized?"

In the days when he returned to White City, it was these few words that Gray heard the most.

As for the rumors that Shelley is a demon...... Oh, no one believed it at all. At least no one believed it in White City, because Shelley was raised in White City. This is a well-known brutal girl of the Grugru family, and the people of Baicheng know her too well. Demons don't look like this.

Whether recognized or not, the kingdom of Isaac was effectively divided. Not only the Duchy of Beshir, but even the territories of the Duke of Fernández and the Duke of Tangis, who still have complete combat strength, have completely escaped the control of the Lion King's Palace. This was even true of some counts directly under the royal family.

It can be said that the Sharp royal family has been completely abolished.

Benedict II could not even control the territories that were originally under the direct control of the royal family, and could not even build a complete army, and the crusade against the nobles who had turned away from the royal family was even more far away.

Of course, this is still a trivial matter for the Holy See, and the Holy See has no time to take care of it.

In fact, as long as the three dukes did not proclaim themselves kings, the division of the entire kingdom of Isaac would be a trivial matter for the Holy See. They don't care how many people starve to death. Anyway, it's just a sentence: "Suffering is to wash away the sins you have committed." ”

You have to admit that professional gods can always find a panacea to perfunctory, not to mention that it is still some time before the real famine breaks out.

Now it is the southern countries that are causing headaches for the Holy See.

As a result of previous events, the prestige of the Holy See in the southern countries was rapidly declining. Later, Gray was forced to evacuate the Lion King's capital, and the Holy See thought that his prestige would be quickly restored. In reality, however, it is not.

"A paladin who is a threat to us is of course terrible, but isn't he no longer a threat now?Why do you think that without the paladin, we would need the Holy See?"

The alliance that had been secretly collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye as Gray withdrew from the competition.

The nobles, including the royal families, who had been suppressed by the Holy See for a long time, quickly occupied the right to speak that originally belonged to the Holy See. They weren't happy to see everything go back to the way things were, and they wanted true kingship, not divine kingship. Thus, a big drama began.

Shelley's transformation in front of Pierce Cathedral has been seen by countless people with their own eyes, and there are demons around Gray. It was supposed to be the fatal blow that knocked down Gray's prestige. If the Holy See is properly promoted.

However, it turned out to be a blow to the authority of the Holy See. Because part of his original propaganda machine defected.

It's a bit more complicated to say.

Gray's fiancée is a demon, which is undoubtedly ironclad evidence that the paladin has fallen. While the Holy See was quietly publicizing this, the nobles who had already harbored ill intentions towards the Holy See asked a question that the Holy See could not answer: "So, why don't you just announce that you will deprive him of the title of Paladin? If the Holy See is really degenerate, shouldn't the Holy See be the first to stand up and launch a holy war? If the Holy See does not launch a holy war, then can we think that the Pope has also fallen with the Holy See?"

One sentence was enough to dumb all the clergy who had been smug at Gray a moment ago. Every slap that hit Gray in the face was also a slap in their own face. The prestige of the Holy See has declined even more.

Who would have thought?

When the paladins are opposed to them, their prestige decays, and when the paladin's prestige declines, their prestige is tied to the paladins and continues to decay.

At the end of the day, the real problem is the unclear relationship: the Holy See can't recognize Gray's actions, but it can't strip Gray of his title. Because no one can do this without the will of the Holy Spirit.

The web of political logic that has been woven on the continent for thousands of years, which is different from the sacred faith, suddenly becomes a rope tied around the neck of the Holy See.

The royal families and nobles of various countries, who were not suppressed by the Holy See, began all kinds of riotous operations, which made the Holy See exhausted. At the same time, the Duchy of Beshir, which should have been at the center of the vortex, was as if it had been forgotten, and it was incredibly peaceful and peaceful.

After all, there is no Holy See here, only paladins. And there is no contradiction between Gray, the paladin who represents the divine power, and Irene, the Duke of Besil, who represents the secular power.

He returned to White City at the end of June, and in July reorganized the interior and settled the army that had returned to Gray. Although Baicheng's finances are tight, and it is certainly impossible to keep so many troops in captivity for a long time, if you talk about food alone, it is located in the south, which is further south than the Lion King's capital, and the Duchy of Beshir, which has good weather all year round, must be more than enough.

At the beginning of August, Gray set out to seek the support of various countries, and the first stop was the kingdom of Fides in the west.

"The Kingdom of Fides has the best relationship with us. The main thing, of course, is that we have never been at war with them. However, if you want to go, you have to cross the Cazesses Mountains. Irene said.

So Gray now took the whole Order with him, with the gift to King Fides, and wandered around the Cazesses Mountains.

"Actually, I have an easier way. Andrew, who was a little irritable by the mosquitoes in the mountains and forests along the way, said: "We don't have to bring anything, you can just go with me." Sneak into the palace in the middle of the night, shave the sleeping king's head, and the next day he will promise us anything. He would worry that if he didn't say yes, the next time he wouldn't see his hair, he would lose his whole head. ”

"But it's a threat, we can't do that. Gray replied earnestly.

"If it's not convenient for you, you can come with me. I can do it alone. In fact, the Pope sometimes asks me to do this kind of thing, otherwise I'm a blood elf, how did I get the position of the chief archmage of the Mage Alliance? Divine faith, isn't that what it is?"

"That's his holy faith, not mine. We must get them to willingly hand over their food, in exchange, or in the form of promises. Those who are kind enough to help us should not suffer losses. Otherwise, we are encouraging malice. Gray said solemnly.

Helpless, Andrew could only spread his hands and say, "Okay, whatever you want." I don't care, but your bride won't be able to take it anymore. ”

Gray glanced back at Shelley, who had fallen behind.

"Wow! I've got another bite on my hand! It's too much!" Shelley was so infested with mosquitoes that she was about to collapse.

It has to be said that the jungle in the south is simply a nightmare for ordinary people, especially nobles.

Gray turned his horse's head and walked to the rear, then quietly let out a little bit of the undead aura on his body.

"What's going on?" Shelley looked stupid as he watched the mosquitoes that had surrounded him scatter in a hurry: "Why did they all fly away?"

"Because I'm by your side. Gray said.

"Because you're with me, is it because you're blessed with the Holy Spirit?" exclaimed, "It's wonderful!"

A lich, a normal creature would not want to provoke.

Of course, the abnormality is another matter. The dwarven bandits are still following closely.

"Boss, when are we going to do it? We've been following it all day. ”

"Wait, such a big customer, we must be patient. ”

"So boss, when exactly are we going to start outwitting?"

"When I think about how to outwit it!"

"Got it, boss!"

The road was dull and tedious, so boring that Shelley began to yawn after the mosquitoes were gone.

Gray wasn't boring at all, as Vivien and Catherine always had endless topics to talk about.

In any case, the road is to be taken step by step.

After a full day of walking, the sun finally went down. After walking for a while, they were ready to set up camp and rest. The main thing is that Shelley is really tired.

"I ...... My ass hurts. She said with a sad face, "It's so uncomfortable, riding a horse day after day, I feel like my ass is not my own." ”

"Is this what a lady should say?" the black cat complained.

"Why don't you take the carriage tomorrow? Gray asked.

"No! I'm going to walk next to you!"

The onlookers next to them sighed helplessly.

"So why did you bring her here? Andrew rolled his eyes.

"You should be glad to have her. Jones muttered, "If she doesn't come, you'll be the one dragging the whole team down." If you don't come, I'll be the one dragging the whole team down. ”

Humans need more sleep per day than elves need per day, and more rest than Bloodlines need per day.

As for the undead, the undead don't need rest at all.

Anyway, they finally began to set up camp, and the mallet that followed behind finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and a maniacal smile appeared.

"Fuck, I thought they didn't have to sleep! Great! It's night, it's our world!"

"Hahahaha! our world! our world!" the dwarves' men gathered together excitedly one by one to listen to the boss's teachings.

"First, let's wait for them to set up camp!"

"Rob them all!" his men interrupted him and roared in unison.

"No!" stopped the mallet, "We'll have to wait until they're done!"

"Snatch them all!" his men continued to interrupt him, roaring in unison.

"No!" continued the mallet, "we'll have to wait for them to sing a song around the campfire!

"Rob them all!"

The mallet grabbed the bandage closest to him, and slammed his head directly on the bandage's face. In an instant, the bandage nosebleeds splattered. The bandage twitched twice and fainted.

The rest of the men were dumbfounded.

Pushing away the fainting bandage, wiping a handful of nosebleeds that were sprayed all over his face, the mallet gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, the idiot is gone, does anyone want to interrupt me now?"

The dwarves shook their heads in fright.

A smile regained on his hideous face, and the mallet snickered, "When they fall asleep, we rush in and rob them all! This is outwitting! Outwitting! They will never think of being attacked while sleeping! This is the wisdom of the dwarves!"

"Snatch them all!" the dwarves, who seemed to have only seven seconds of memory, screamed again with excitement.

"Huh, what are they cheering?" In the distance, Gray craned his neck to look in the direction of the dwarf.

"Maybe we're going to have a bonfire. The black cat said lazily.