The sorcerer left, and he didn't forget to take Lynn with him. Although it was a little hard to say, the departure of the cursed crow did make everyone breathe a sigh of relief. This gray robe is completely different from cheese, and his gestures make people feel strongly uneasy. And even now, when the whole plague seems to be coming to an end, no one can say whether this guy is friend or foe, and what he is fighting for. Perhaps they have to wait for Cheese to answer for them.

Time passed, a day passed and the mage did not appear, two days passed, and the mage still did not appear... The nezumi stationed outside of Vale City are gradually recovering from their weakness, and from time to time lone native nezumi will pass by, bringing more information to their intelligent kindred.

"You've been able to confirm the existence of the Coalition, right?" said Gloria, in a rudimentary hut made of vines, asking her nezumi. The mutant rat-man was blind in one eye, its entire right arm was gone, and its left leg was covered with a thick blood-soaked bandage. But even with the scars on his body, the only remaining eyeballs of the rat-man still had a resolute look. There is no other reason, before he became this appearance, he was also the proud of the blue lion, and when the lord did not back down, how could he show his cowardice as a leader?

"Yes, Miss, oh no, Your Highness. Judging from the information gathered earlier, the coalition army consisted of at least ten lords, and it is not ruled out that all the nobles of the country participated in this battle. The nezumi said, his left hand, holding the cane, trembling. You know, even a child can see that these lords did not come north to help the badly damaged Saron Territory, and their purpose will only be one thing, that is, to completely erase the nezumi, whether they are protogens or mutants, from the territory of the blue lion and even the humans.

Gloria banged uncomfortably on the table, and the whiskers on either side of her kiss trembled. "Do you know who's in command of the coalition, have you seen the royal flag?"

In this era, kingdom-level campaigns require the mobilization of all the nobles, and when armies from different lords come together, only a handful of leaders can make them truly an army, not just stragglers stationed together. Given the vastly different fighting abilities of these two military groups, the Daughter of Salons was desperate to know what kind of army she was about to face.

"Didn't see the flag of the white lion, Your Highness. However, the reported results are similar to those of the Taylorreal family. The Earl of Lothar has told us that Sir Marcus has become the Hand of the King, do you think he is the one in charge of this army?"

"Marcus... Gloria lowered her head, she hadn't heard of the name, even in the far north of the Northlands, this gifted young man was often the focus of social situations. It's just that most of the time, the young masters and ladies of the Salon Collar are not discussing how Marcus is governed, they just use his size as the object of ridicule, laughing at him as His Majesty's courtier and stupid fat pig.

However, Gloria did not look down on Marcus because of this, in fact, due to the special responsibilities of the Saron family, Count Saron often had to go to the royal capital to report on the movements of the Frost Guard, and the young count's daughter also participated in such an audience with her parents. At that time, she had seen the young man who was quite highly regarded by His Majesty. Anyone who has seen Marcus's eyes will not easily associate him with any derogatory term, and if they do, the vocabulary used should be sophisticated.

"Did I disturb you?" The door to the hut opened, and Leon, who had taken off his armor, appeared in the doorway dressed in a coarse cloth coat. He obviously didn't expect such a serious scene in the room, and his face was a little stunned.

"Your Excellency Leon, even though you are the Knight Master of the Kingdom Order, please knock on the door when you enter, and you must apologize to Your Highness for your faux pas. The nezumi in the room said solemnly to the Blood Lion. Such repulsive words made Gloria want to stop her, but before she could speak, Leon had already bowed respectfully to a knightly salute.

"I beg your pardon for my negligence, ma'am. ”

Seeing the knight chief's deferential appearance, the nezumi also calmed down. Look at Gloria and wait for her instructions. The daughter of Salons nodded, accepting Leon's apology. She looked at the other nezumi in the room, "Please go out first, I need time to think about what I just said." The mutants looked at each other, and finally chose to obey the lord they served, and walked out of Leon's side.

"You have a loyal group of guards. When there were only two people left in the room, the Blood Lion was the first to speak.

"They're my only remaining compatriots. Gloria looked into Leon's eyes and said in a deep voice. Although the face of the nezumi is not the same as that of a human, the chief knight can see the expression on her face at this time, it is not the expression that a ruler or lord should have, she is still too immature. But think about it, the Ssalonian family has never cultivated this young girl as an heir.

Leon sighed, pulled a chair and sat down, the furniture made of wooden sticks and vines screeching under the squeeze of the knight's burly figure. "I think your countrymen should have told you about it. And even if they don't say it, I think you've recognized the seriousness of the matter. I need your decision, it's important. ”

"Is there no other way?, too, are the people of the Greylion!" Gloria's voice sharpened with excitement, but she immediately realized her gaffe.

"I'm afraid, no. I know what you think, and I don't want things to come to this point. But I am a knight of the kingdom, and the will of the kingdom must be the first priority. Besides, what good would it be for me, and even Marcus, to admit that you and your people were innocent? The nezumi have brought too many wounds to this country, and only blood can heal them. Leon clenched his fists as he said this, not as a threat to Gloria, but as the chief knight angry at his own incompetence. Sacrificing a small number of people to protect more people is not just justice, nor is it the path of a knight.

"How so...... If Mr. Cheese is here,"

"Even if he's here, it's useless!" said the Blood Lion to his feet, his facial muscles trembling with excitement, "Even if he's here, he can't let the hatred go away. Even if he is here, he will not be able to resurrect those who died at the hands of the nezumi. So, it's not a problem that magic can solve. It's a problem you can solve, decide, my lady, you're running out of time, the bigger the coalition, the faster they'll be able to drive the nezumi away. The evacuation was not so easy to carry out. ”

Gloria, silent. It took her considerable time before she looked up at the knight, "Where was the kingdom when the people of Saron were stricken by the plague, where was the kingdom when my family died in the riots, where was the kingdom when I was exiled to the north and turned into a complete monster!

Leon looked into the eyes of the daughter of Saron, and watched as the eyes that had once been full of hopes and dreams became what they were now. He couldn't answer Gloria's question, because he knew it was wrong, but hatred was always blind, no one could keep calm in the midst of the pain, and all he could do as a knight was to persuade Gloria to leave the proto-nezumi behind and flee with the mutants. This is the best thing the Blood Lion can think of.

Eventually, the knight left the hut without answering, glancing at Elsa and Lothar, who were keeping the crowd from approaching, and nodded to them before heading out into the forest. He needs to think.