When Cathy 'awoke' from her body, she found herself in a wilderness she had never seen before - or maybe she had seen it before, only now it had a different look. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dry and cracked ground was littered with charred, blackened remnants of trees, and a faint smell of burnt water still wafted through the air. Apparently there was a catastrophe that swept through the place, perhaps in terms of time, after her last 'death'.

She also vividly remembers the events before she 'returned' - the encounter with Yuffie, the memories buried in her soul, and the eventual defeat of the culprit who caused it all with her. Struggling to adjust to the feeling of regaining control of her body, she turned her head cautiously to find many of her familiar faces staring blankly, as if they still hadn't figured out what was happening.

She has the ability to explain all the causes and consequences to the group, but there is one more important thing to do. She looked around again, and quickly identified the target she was trying to find—an Imperial officer in Praetorian Guard robes, who looked a little flustered because the "puppets" around her were suddenly out of control.

Cathy took a slow breath and gently stroked her right hand over her waist. Ume, who had been with her for the longest time, was not by her side, and the touch from her palm seemed to be an ordinary long sword, but that was enough.

She slammed her sword to the ground and drew her sword with a thud as she chanted Mal's incantation in her mind. Seeing her move, the Imperial officer frantically swung his sword in an attempt to resist, shouting at her to stop immediately.

It seems that the other party has forgotten one thing - the crow is not only not a subordinate of the empire, but also an "enemy" that it once destroyed. The Empire, which covets the Knights' prowess, turns most of the Raven Knights killed in the Battle of Castle Holly into the undead, which ultimately gives her a chance for revenge.

Cathy raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the long sword in her hand sliced down the officer's weapon, forcing the other to exert force with both hands, pressing her sword to the side. Then, as she had done many times, she stepped sideways and gently pressed her glimmering left hand against the other's chest.

Unlike during the Battle of Holly, this time, the spell was successfully completed by her. By the time Cathy had pulled away, Mar's magic had destroyed everything in the officer's body. He squirted out a mouthful of dark brown plasma, and he died.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and Cathy turned to see another officer stabbing her with a sword. But when the officer was two meters away from her, a sharp sword, which no one was holding, pierced the back of his heart. She dodged the officer's lunge with ease, watching him stagger and lunge forward two steps before falling to the ground.

She stopped paying attention to the dead officer and looked in the direction where the sword had struck. Sure enough, she saw the person she had always wanted to see.

Grand Master Sean Tamble lifted the hidden secret and slowly approached her and the rest of the Order. He looked much more haggard than he had been a little over a month ago, when Holly Castle was still a crow, his chin was covered with short whiskers that he had not had time to shave, and his long blond hair seemed to be a little duller. The only thing that hasn't changed is his eyes—perhaps they were once covered with haze, but now they're rekindled.

"Grand Master." Cathy straightened up excitedly and greeted each other with the etiquette of a crow, "Praise Mother, you are really safe!" ”

The former Grand Master walked up to Cathy, looked at her with a mixture of relief and apology, nodded slightly, but said nothing.

Sean's gaze quickly moved past her to the group behind her. Cathy turned her head with the other party, and when she saw where her gaze fell, she couldn't help but purse the corners of her mouth slightly. She searched the group as well, and soon confirmed what she was trying to find—Harlan was still alive, just like her.

The former companions seemed to be gradually regaining their memories, and they whispered to each other to confirm what had happened during this time. It was better than she had hoped for—she thought about it, and naturally attributed it to the young girl who called herself Yufie.

Although there are still a few people who are still confused, or simply fall to the ground, it is impossible for a war to be without victims. She also didn't see the figure of the chief priest, Moore, or some of her other memories—perhaps they had slept forever in the dirt of Holly.

She felt sorry for all the dead, but she would not be depressed by it. The revival of the Crows will require countless efforts, and dwelling on the past is the least advisable thing to do.

The familiar voice brought her mind back to reality. The other three Legion Commanders, Isaac, Pierce, and Alaya, stepped out of the queue one after another and saluted Sean, who was standing not far away.

"Good work, Sean." Alaya whispered, "I'm glad that you've fulfilled your responsibilities as a regimental commander perfectly. ”

"That's it." Pierce whistled, "I didn't expect to live to see the sun today—ahem, I know there's something wrong with that." Anyway, what do we do now, Commander? ”

"Of course it's to make some trouble for the Empire!" Cathy interjected excitedly, "Who let the empire make us so miserable, how can we do it without taking a breath!" She quickly turned around and glanced over the former members of the group, "Ladies of the Fifth Regiment, what about your opinions!" ”

At first, she only heard one or two answers. But soon, everyone understood what she meant, and a loud echo echoed in the wilderness.

"I think that's a good idea." Pierce snorted, "What do you say, Isaac, and Grand Master?" ”

"I agree." Isaac stroked his chin with his right hand and chuckled, "To be honest, it's been a long time since I've wanted to show anyone a little color. ”

"No comment." Alaya replied calmly, then stared into Sean's face, "Well, give the order, Grand Master." ”

Sean was silent for a while. Just as Cathy was about to say something more to encourage him, the former Grand Master finally spoke.

"The whole army is ready to obey orders." In his usual tone, he commanded, "A rear camp of the Empire is nearby, from where we can obtain the necessary weapons and horses—and the Church will provide us with some assistance, including reinforcements, supplies, and magical support." He paused slightly, "This time, let's do justice for Mother Mar's sake...... and the glory of the crows. ”

Cathy gave a quick salute and began to gather her knights. The rest of the legionnaires did the same - the knights belonging to Gustin, merged, as was customary, into Isaac's ranks.

It only took a few minutes to complete the setup. Led by Sean, the knights made their way east along the wasteland until the camp belonging to the empire came into view. Instead of attacking immediately, they lurked at a distance, waiting for nightfall.

In the early hours of the morning, the Crow Knights launched a simultaneous raid from four directions according to their respective legions. They easily routed the sleeping defenders, with only two of them suffering minor casualties. After all, for the knights of Mar, the night was their ally.

The knights distributed their horses and weapons, and took a short nap - their bodies were hardly tired now, but their mental fatigue still needed time to recover. Their next target was the regular army of the Empire in the rear. It was a legion of thousands of men, and the complete sequence of battles included heavy infantry, pikemen, and light cavalry. Even if every "resurrected" Crow Knight is an excellent elite, it is still not an easy battle.

"Are you afraid?" At dawn, Sean asked, riding on an unarmored horse.

His question was answered by prayers sung in unison.

"There is life and there is death, and there is no life without destruction. There is nothing to be afraid of, and there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

"Time is like a long river, and there is no return. There is a way to enter, and if you stop, you are lost. ”

"Don't be timid, don't flinch, don't hesitate. If you are greedy for life, you will die, and if you die, you will live! ”

Cathy looked up and looked at Sean with shining eyes. She also rode on a brown warhorse, holding the greatsword she had snatched from the enemy, waiting for his final orders.

"The whole army, the whole team." The blond-haired man glanced over each knight and smiled satisfactorily, "In the name of the crow, forward." ”

"Yes, Commander-!"

More than 300 horsemen turned into a dark torrent and slowly began to run forward. This time, they will fight for what they believe in, and for the glory they once lost.

Carrying the expectations of all those who have helped them, this newborn crow will surely return victorious, Cathy is sure.