Roland IX felt an unprecedented outrage that came from the deep humiliation inflicted on him by the Divine Sticks of the Temple of Light, not even on the day when he had been accused of being a fake by Prince Eugen.

At present, it is true that there are not many troops in his hands, but with the air support of the 1st Division of the Iron Collar Air Force, and millions of troops on the way to support, the morale of his troops is unprecedentedly high, and everyone is convinced that the final victory will definitely belong to them.

These demoralized soldiers had no problem holding on to the strong, towering walls of Haksa Fort for half a year, while Prince Eugen's side was demoralized, and it was now difficult to even launch a siege battle.

In other words, if this development continues, the old bastard Eugen is completely finished, and the days of his defeat have begun to count, and after this battle, Roland IX will be able to completely sweep away the opponents in the country to the extent that it is not the same.

But at this time, these gods of the Temple of Light stood up, ordered both sides to immediately and unconditionally ceasefire, and then put on a posture that whoever disobeyed would be beaten.

If he heard the news, Prince Eugen would have been delighted to wear his tight-fitting floral trousers and dance the most popular burlesque moves, which undoubtedly gave him the ability to survive and turn the tables again.

But for Roland IX, this was simply unacceptable.

Hearing the movement in the room, a dozen guards with their swords unsheathed rushed in from outside the door, and several of them also held expensive magic crossbows in their hands;

"Why?" these words popped out of Roland IX's throat one by one, forming the only question in Roland IX's mind.

Constance put away the smile on his face, and said with a cold face: "With the will of the Pope, with the hundreds of millions of pious disciples behind the Temple of Light, with the powerful Knights of the Temple of Light and the Fighting Priesthood, and with the justice of the great God of Light, is it enough for His Majesty the Emperor......?"

"The righteousness of the God of Light, a good righteousness. Roland IX muttered to himself, his whole body trembling violently with intense anger.

If it weren't for the only reason left, he would have suppressed the impulse in his heart, otherwise he would have given an order to let the guards shoot a few big holes in the arrogant magic stick in front of him, and then chop it into meat sauce.

If the Roland Empire had not had such a thing as civil strife, Roland IX would have been completely confident and would openly wrestle with the Temple of Light, and the three major military powers in the human world would not be in vain.

Besides, all secular nations have a good tacit understanding on the issue of dealing with the expansion of the Temple of Light, and Roland IX believes that if he really wants to fight, he will definitely not fight alone.

But after the matter of Prince Eugen, the strength of the empire is destined to be in an unprecedented state of weakness for a long time, and what to use to start a war with the powerful Temple of Light, and even the expected allies are also unable to help because of the domestic turmoil.

At this moment, under unprecedented pressure, Roland IX's head turned out to be unprecedentedly active, and many questions could be understood after a little thought:

This catastrophe-like turmoil in various countries has become a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Temple of Light to expand its control over secular power, and with the shrewdness of an old fox like Pope Joseph XVI, how could he not have discovered that Prince Eugen was inextricably linked to the mysterious forces, or even just a puppet pushed out by the mysterious forces.

But in Joseph XVI's eyes, Prince Eugen was just a tool to control the Roland Empire, and a so-called tool for Joseph XVI had no such distinction between good and evil as long as it was easy to use.

As for whether it can be snatched from the hands of the mysterious forces and controlled or not, for the Temple of Light, there is no doubt at all, this is where the Temple of Light, as the number one force in the Phila Continent, has such a strong confidence.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to kill an archbishop of the Temple of Light, and do you have the confidence to withstand the wrath of His Majesty Joseph XVI. Looking at the sword that was dangling at him, and the magic crossbow with the bowstring wide open, Constance had no fear, and said mockingly.

Roland IX's face changed violently for a while, and after a long time, he raised his hand and said weakly: "You all go down." ”

After saying this, Roland IX seemed to have collapsed in an instant, and he looked ten years older, to say the least.

The young woman Medusa, who had been sitting on the side and had not spoken, finally spoke at this time, and after she spoke, it made the originally majestic Bishop Constance feel as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"Your Excellency, I just heard that this decision was made jointly by His Highness the Pope and the Cardinal's Office of the Temple of Light, I wonder what the attitude of the inquisitor of your Inquisition is?"

This time it was the bishop's turn to turn pale, but he did not dare to express any dissatisfaction with it at all.

Lord Casio Naia, the presiding judge, is simply the most terrifying existence in the Temple of Light today, even the cardinal of the cardinal will kill him; he Constance may be a powerful figure in the Roland Empire, but in front of the inquisitor, he is not even a fart.

The young lady Medusa didn't care about the bishop's embarrassment at all, she turned to Roland IX and said, "Your Majesty, please don't forget, you still have the Iron Collar and the existence of the Orc Empire, a staunch ally; ”

After hearing the name of Modo, which seemed to have magical powers, Roland IX's eyes rekindled with hope: "Yes, that magical little dwarf, but he has always been in a fight with the Temple of Light, doesn't he still live more and more moisturized!"

He looked at the young woman Medusa with great hope, and saw that the young woman Medusa took out a set of naked chickens and ducks from the space ring, and began to work back and forth.

And the pale-faced bishop Constance, whose mouth moved slightly, finally swallowed the cruel words he wanted to say back into his stomach, and as long as he thought of the little dwarf, he would think of the insulated Judge.

And when he thought of the judge, he felt a little weak in his legs...... 10