"Here I am, Your Highness. Antonio's voice came from the city walls, and the figures of the young lord and the Count Sneik appeared on the wall, smiling courtesy at Marivian.

"Please open the gates of the city and take in the refugees. Marivian said bluntly.

"I'm sorry I can't grant your request, as a lord I am responsible for the safety of the people of Istalon. Antonio shook his head and leaned over.

"We vouch in the name of the goddess of life. Marivian said.

The weight of the sentence was so heavy that there was a small commotion among the soldiers stationed on the walls. The clergy of the Cult of the Gods are accustomed to crusading heretics or blessing believers in the name of God, but rarely have the experience of guaranteeing it. Because when a clergyman is forced to say this, it means that the other person has offended the majesty of the gods.

Omniscient and omnipotent is the god, and God says that there is light, and there is light. You can not believe in God, but you can't doubt God's existence, or even offend God's majesty, that is the greatest blasphemy.

Mary Vienne is the chosen goddess of life, and also holds the title of "Holy Nun", which is recognized by the Cult of the Gods, and she not only walks on the earth on behalf of the gods, but also represents the common will of the Cult of the Gods. But now even such an identity could not compromise Antonio, and she could only vouch for it in the name of the gods.

When she said this, it meant that Lord Isttalon had no room for compromise with the Temple of Life and even the Cult of the Gods. The majesty of the gods is inviolable, and the will of the gods is inviolable. If Antonio continues to insist on refusing to trust the guarantees of the gods, it will be tantamount to provoking the gods as a mortal, and will immediately be attributed to heresy.

Antonio didn't expect Marivian to be so resolute, and her face couldn't help but turn a little whiter. He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and involuntarily looked at Count Snecker.

Count Sneike rubbed his temples with a headache, took a few steps back and hid behind Antonio, took a handkerchief to cover his lips, and muttered a few words in a voice that only two people could hear.

Antonio nodded, calmed down and shouted, "Your Highness, Holy Nun, I do not mean to offend the gods. But if you have the confidence to make a guarantee, it means that you have the ability to control the plague. The best clergy of the Temple of Life are all around you, what's the point of letting them into the city?"

Why go into town?

Marivian lowered her head and looked at the refugees gathered around her. As the young lord said, there is a luxurious lineup of the Temple of Life, even if the Holy White Shelter is destroyed, the epidemic on this group of refugees has been effectively controlled, and it can be said that they are basically out of the clutches of the plague.

However, the motivation for the influx of refugees to Istalon is not just the spread of the plague, there are many more important problems than the disease to be faced. The refugees did not carry enough food when they fled from Macaine, and Isttalen was the closest city to Macaine. If they can't get supplies here, they'll starve to death before the plague strikes again.

The goddess of life's magic can expel disease, but it cannot create clean food and fresh water out of thin air.

"If you don't open the city gates, I hope you will provide enough food for the refugees. Marivien thought for a moment and said aloud to Antonio. The greywater river outside Isttalon is a clean source of water, and the refugees need food above all else.

"No problem, please be patient for a while, I'll go and prepare it myself. Antonio nodded, but this time there was no embarrassment, and he simply agreed neatly.

Seeing the smile on the young lord's face, Marivi felt irritated for no reason. The woman's natural intuition made her feel that the other party was insincere, but in broad daylight, she couldn't think of what tricks the other party would play for a while.

"Lord, please wait a minute!"

Just as Antonio turned to leave, a shout suddenly came from a distance that stopped him. I saw a group of knights rushing along the Greywater River, rolling up smoke and dust. Seeing that the armor on their bodies was all scratches and blood, it was clear that they had just fought a difficult battle.

"My lord, why don't you open the gates?" Pross asked as he came to the city first, staring coldly into Antonio's eyes.

"I ...... I am responsible for the people of Ixalen" Despite being separated by a wall more than ten meters high, Antonio was uncomfortable with the cold eyes of Pross. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but was kicked by Count Sneike, who was hiding behind, and his body suddenly stiffened.

"And, and I have promised Her Highness the Holy Sister to provide food for the Marseilles, so that they don't need to go into the city!"

Pross turned his head, glanced at the refugees outside the city, and then quietly exchanged a look with Marivien, nodding to each other.

"Then why haven't you taken out the food yet?" Pros, looking up, asked suspiciously.

"Are you questioning me, bastard!" Antonio pressed against the wall, a bruise rising on his forehead, "Who knew there would be so many refugees!

"Isn't there enough military rations in the military warehouse at our city gates?, Lord Lord!" Pross's tone became stern.

"That...... That one...... Damn!I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" Antonio exclaimed in frustration, and he reached out and pointed down, "Do you want to rebel, Pross! Kill him for me!"

"Can't you go on?" Pross sneered, his gaze on the minister who was hiding behind Antonio. At the same time as Antonio gave the order, he also shouted: "All the garrison obeys!

With a bang, the weapons of all the soldiers on the walls were aimed at the bodies of "Antonio" and Count Sneiker.

"Oh, oh, Lord Pros deserves to be called a hound, and his eyes are like torches and should not be underestimated. Count Snecker clapped his hands and stepped out from behind Antonio, but his face showed no nervousness, still smiling at GLP.

"Except for the Knights, the supreme commander of the other armies in the city is our three-headed dog, and the lord himself has no command at all. And only an idiot would believe the joke that the granary was built at the gates of the city. Pross glanced at the earth-colored "Antonio" on the city wall and spat disdainfully.

"You can't say that, a truly decent person would study the rules of your army. But making such a funny joke was indeed an oversight on my part. Count Sneck patted his head in annoyance and turned to look at Marivian.

"Your Highness the Holy Nun, you must have seen through this trick a long time ago, right?"

"I noticed it when we first met, but I didn't expect you to be so bold. Marivien shook her head slightly. As soon as "Antonio" opened her mouth, she heard the problem, because the young lord had always addressed her as "sister" and the nun as "sister" unofficially. It's just that the situation was urgent at that time, and she didn't have the heart to think about it, let alone expect Count Sneike to dare to make such a stealing plan.

"Count Sneiker, you must have the consciousness to pay the price for the crime of offending the majesty of the goddess, right?"

"Make me pay? Count Snecker patted Antonio on the shoulder, and suddenly laughed: "The little trick that can't be put on the stage has made the two of you lose the interest in watching, which is not well arranged, I'm really sorry." But the show is just beginning, so let's step into the carnival waltz!"

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply, and two-thirds of the soldiers on the city wall suddenly turned around and aimed their bows and arrows at the group of GLPs below the city.

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