The efficiency of searching for humans hidden in the shadows, life forms can never compare to the undead, and the undead who do not have rest after death have an innate sensitivity to those living beings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The undead roaming the battlefield can easily make it possible for all humans on the battlefield to live.

It is because of the undead that there are very few soldiers who can escape after the night attack, because they will become one of them under the claws of the undead.

There was very little left of the army that had finally gathered, and the army of more than 5,000 had finally survived by faith until now - it was useless to hide and only to steadfast in repelling wave after wave of enemy attacks.

"How many of us are left today?" said the bad habit of alcoholism once again befell Alain.

Now the duke could only dilute a small amount of wine in a large amount of clear water - spirits had become a scarce resource for the army, as they could heal the wounds left in battle.

"Three thousand. A dejected Kane reported.

The cold number, when it was reported the day before yesterday, there were 5,000 people, if it was at this rate, this remnant of the army would disappear into the long river of history within three days, and finally only the relevant shadow could be found in the history books.

The heavy casualties did not make this army take a step back, because they had no way back, and they could only wield the mutilated weapons in their hands day and night to cut the corrupt flesh of the attack into pieces, and only in this way could they survive in the world.

No one likes to be a lonely ghost like an opponent, wandering the world all day long, and the soul trapped in the body will never be able to rest in peace.

"......" was silent, and now the remaining high-ranking members of the army fell into silence, and the heavy casualties had been expected, but no one expected it to be so tragic.

"Do we still have reinforcements now?" "The only hope doesn't want to be shattered now.

But the cruel reality shattered this one wish into scattered fragments in the starry sky.

"There used to be, but now there isn't. The leader and her large army that the Church of Raffedion promised to lead us are no longer able to come. "Now the archbishop of the church of Raffedion has died on the battlefield - possibly in the midst of prayer and has been burned by a sudden dragon.

"They had a new holy war, a new holy war launched by the Roma dynasty - " the Archbishop of the Church of Garvidman, who has survived, recounts the message that no one likes to like: "The heretics like to call Jihad." ”

"Let's disperse. Leave a little stamina for tomorrow's battle. With a casual wave of his hand, Alain motioned for the two of them in the field to go back to rest - the fate of Duke Ian of Domenides after the night attack was unknown, and there were only two people left in the upper echelons now.

After dilution, the wine tasted so light that it was no different from water, and once again poured into his mouth, and the feeling of being tasteless and discarding it made Alain at a loss. It's not that there are no reinforcements, it's just that there are no strong reinforcements.

Bernie, who remained in Domenides, had led his troops to storm the outer encirclement on more than one occasion, but none of them had succeeded, finding nothing but a pile of corpses outside the undead defensive ring, and providing the enemy with a new source of strength.

But the good news now is not that there is none, but that it is useless - the pirates have now disappeared from the battlefield, and as living beings, they are destined to be difficult to integrate into this lifeless army.

There has been an irreparable rift between the two worlds, and the pirates can see their enemies getting back on their feet in front of them, but they will never allow their comrades or relatives to wander in front of them!

"Duke Alain. Wanting to be alone, Alain was disappointed, and the inopportune epillah of Benedict pulled his thoughts back to reality.

"What's the matter?"

"I remember the Duke was once a priest of Calvial, right?" the mysterious archbishop baffled Alain.

"Yes. ”

"Calvidman's Church can sometimes be a good place to deal with illegitimate children and heirs with low succession priorities. "A slight taunt of the other party now doesn't hurt. After all, both sides are already on the brink of death.

"That's a good point. ”

"Now I have a proposal to tell the Duke that if the Duke agrees, we may be able to survive this battle and—" The Bishop deliberately lengthened his voice to draw Alain's attention to the last word "Victory!"

Exciting words, but Alain could only smile mockingly.

Is it unrealistic to talk about victory now?

"Say whatever you think. If you don't say it, you won't have a chance......"

"The god Jia Weiwen wants to come to the world. The confident Bishop Benedict threw out this exciting news, and sure enough, Alain was shocked by the news.

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Two crusaders returning from the battlefield brought a letter with blood, which now reached Alicia's hands.

Of the two people who delivered the letter, Shilinya knew only one of them, and he was William, who had fought on the battlefield and finally stood on the same front. As for the other black-haired boy, Shilinya didn't know him, but Shilinya's blood-stained burqa made Shilinya tremble—it was like swimming in a pool of blood.

"What is the situation on the front line now?" The letter was held in Alicia's hands after a random sweep, and the growing strength made the poor letter crumple.

"We have been attacked by a dragon that destroyed our camp with its breath, and our supplies and army were destroyed in this fire, and there is not a single army left after the night attack. The boy named Dungar described the dragon's destruction truthfully, with a hint of fear in his calm blue eyes.

It's hard to trust, and Alicia, who has this kind of thought, puts her eyes on William next to her.

A gentle nod is the best answer.

"So, at that time, did Alan explain anything in particular?"

"Nope. ”

"Go down and rest, you will not be treated as deserters. With a slight wave of her hand, Alicia asked the two people present to step back first, and now there were only Alicia and Shilinya in the office.

"Mom, what is the letter?" a feeling of unease had always haunted Shilinya, and now this feeling continued to grow in Shilinya's heart.

"Every nobleman who goes to war will write a will in advance to deal with situations on the battlefield - such as death. The heavy explanation made Shilinya very uncomfortable.

Alicia is already explaining what exactly this letter is.

"But I think Alain didn't write it in the first place, but it was written in a hurry on the battlefield. ”

"What the hell is written in the letter?" asked a second time, Shilinya felt that her mother had never answered her question directly.

"The front is all nonsense, and there is only one content: after his death, Shilinya will inherit all his inheritance. "There are not many contents of the will, but the main thing has been said by Alicia.

There was a brief silence that filled the air of sadness, and now Shirinya's whole body trembled, as if she had taken the letter as her last words.

Alicia gently placed the letter in front of Shirinya's eyes, and the contents were revealed in purple eyes.

Alicia is right, the preceding is the prescribed format and official text of the will and the inheritance documents of the nobles, and only the last sentence and the last autograph of the whole text are Alain's handwriting.

The rest were ghostwritten - before each war, the scribes who copied received a large number of orders from the nobility, which were to copy a will in a standard form, which was left to the nobles to write.

"Until the end, he hadn't said whether the illegitimate daughter was my sister or a relative......" Alicia saddened at the end, only a slight reproach.

After years of separation and running away from home, the days we once spent together could not be erased in my mind.

"Mom, how do you know ......" Shilinya didn't tell her anything after returning from the Astania Church, but now Alicia was able to tell the main thing about the conversation at the time.

"I've been watching you all the time. The word "surveillance" says unabashedly: "I don't trust that woman, I always feel that she is in the shadows trying to do something to undermine the cooperation between the two parties." ”

"Don't look at me like that, with your current qualifications, that woman has a way of toying with you. Biting her lip slightly, Alicia explained helplessly to Shirinya.

Rubbing her brow slightly, Alicia was already messed up with all sorts of worries.

"Now, you go and learn more about that high elf, his abilities are very good, and he used to be a good ruler. An annoyed Alicia struggled to distract herself.

"I think you'll be able to do the coronation soon. "The attempt to divert attention failed.

In the end, I went back to this annoyance.