"Lord Shiloh, I'm going to patrol around for a while and get the soldiers to be on their toes. Owen bowed deeply to Shiloh.

They had returned to their base camp and were in the commander's tent at Hilo.

"Owen, you go down and rest first. Shiloh waved his hand and continued, "For the three dead warriors, I have sent someone to inform their families. Although you didn't gain more than you gained by infiltrating the enemy camp this time, you finally knew Victor's next move - hard work. ”

Owen was a little ashamed to hear this, he wanted to do something before the night attack of the Essit soldiers, but when he saw the concerned look in Shiloh's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a warm heart.

"Well, the Prime Minister must have all prepared. The swordsman thought to himself, bowed to the magician, and then turned and walked out of the tent.

Shiloh glanced at the other man's back, placed his wand against the wall, and then walked to the wooden table and sat down.

With a pile of unprocessed papers on the wooden table, the mage picked up the quill at hand and began to write on the Mithril paper.

"Your Excellency the Pope, I am ashamed to write this letter of help.

As you know, the empire is in a difficult time now, and the Essit army took advantage of the chaos a few days ago to sneak attack our army's camp and burned the grain and grass that was enough to last for half a year. ”

Shiloh paused, pressed his left hand to his forehead, and thought about what was next.

"The garrison on the borders of the Empire has been reduced by half, and the supply of food, grass and ordnance is in short supply. The commander was killed by the enemy's commander, Victor, so he had to go to the battlefield himself, and now the situation is gradually improving. ”

"Despite this, we were too far apart from the strength of the Esit army, and morale had also hit rock bottom. At this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the enemy's attack, and my temporary adjustment may be able to barely support it, but it is still a drop in the bucket. ”

Shiloh let out a long sigh at the thought of this, his pale face full of exhaustion.

"Although the Holy Light Church cannot meddle in wars between nations in principle, you and I both know that this point is negotiable. The border war between the Titans and Essit on both sides of the Ganges River has finally taken a turn for the better after five years of stalemate. ”

Shiloh began to regret his decision in his heart, and it seemed that it would take a long time for Essit to perish.

"However, the situation has turned in a direction that is not favorable to the Titan Empire, and the Holy Light Church has always been the solid backing of the Titan Empire. From the founding of the country to the present day, the empire has also provided the church with countless resources and talents. ”

The magician paused as he wrote, and the Pope's face, which would never grow forever, came to mind, and a pair of gray pupils seemed to have the power to see through the past and the future, flashing with the light of wisdom that had been deposited for a hundred years.

"At this critical juncture for the Titans, I implore His Holiness the Pope to lend a helping hand. The Thundering Knights are one of the best mercenary groups on the continent, and if you can get their support, it will be easy to turn the tide of the battle!"

Shiloh rubbed his swollen eyes, and his right hand began to write again.

"If you were to come up with the idea of support, Charlie would not have refused. In addition, I would like to borrow Knight Kyle, one of the twelve Thundering Knights, and all the rare items obtained after the end of the war will be obtained by the Holy Light Church.

—Shiloh Fisdal, sincerely. ”

The magician put down the quill pen, folded the Mithril paper in half twice, and muttered a spell in his mouth, and magic runes suddenly appeared on the surface of the Mithril letter.

"Hmm... Roland: They're supposed to be there. No, I need to write another letter. Shiloh muttered to himself, picking up a plain piece of white paper from the table.

The magician stretched, stretched his stiff body, and got up to turn to the bookshelf behind him.

"It's going to be hard now. Shiloh took a bottle of black ink, and there was a gray quill in it.

Although the development of events has not been beyond Shiloh's control until now, it has vaguely deviated from the intended trajectory - he did not expect Rosie to leave Grande.

"Is this kid really just because of Film?" Shiloh had seen that Rosie had a hazy affection for Filmin before, and he naturally thought of this at this moment.

This reason is not convincing, after all, he has the impression that his daughter has always acted rationally, and there may be other reasons for making such an impulsive decision.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly ran into the tent outside the camp tent and said eagerly to Shiloh: "Report to the Prime Minister, Lord Duke Roland, he has arrived!"

"I see, please let him in. Shiloh was taken aback, and quickly put down the quill pen in his hand and put the Mithril letter he had just written into his arms.

The magician sat down at the wooden table again, a little flustered. After all, Roland's arrival at the camp at this point in time was as if it had been arranged in advance.

——

Titan Base Camp, Camp Gate.

The camp gate was very spacious, and more than a dozen carriages slowly drove into the camp, and the defenders all had excited looks on their faces.

A huge black tarpaulin enveloped the entire carriage, the long-awaited ordnance

"Lord Duke, please come with me. The soldier saluted Roland and walked to Shiloh's tent.

"You guys take the ordnance to the warehouse first, and make sure you count the quantities!" Roland instructed the soldiers on the side of the carriage.

"Roger!" several soldiers ran to the back of the convoy to greet their companions, and after a few seconds, the wheels began to slowly turn again, turning left to the warehouse.

Filin and Rosie were standing beside Roland at the moment, and the two silently waited for the Duke to give orders.

"Film, you're following me. Roland looked into Filin's eyes and said slowly. Then he patted the girl on the shoulder cordially, and said, "Miss Rosie, I'm not sure if I want to take you to meet the Prime Minister, so why don't you wait here for a while." ”

"Okay......" Rosie gave Filin a worried look and reluctantly agreed.

"Let's go. Roland smiled, and Filin nodded and walked over to him.

Looking at the backs of the two gradually leaving, the girl couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. She is the daughter of the prime minister, the youngest Sanctuary magician in the history of the mainland—not as important as a commoner from the countryside!

However, she can also understand, after all, she smuggled out of the imperial capital, and it was not in her father's plan.

"How did Lord Shiloh get out of Esit's base camp? Will there be an arrangement about himself?" Firin's mind was full of questions at the moment, and he couldn't wait to meet the prime minister and find the answer behind all this.

Filmin looked up at the otherworldly sky, and the familiar starlight reflected the young man's immature face. He felt as if he had become one with the fantasy world, completely forgetting what he had experienced before he crossed over.