The Lord's Mansion near the southwest corner of the city of Myratma is brightly lit.

Even though it was late at night, neither the master nor the servant had the slightest intention of sleeping.

Even though they were very sleepy and tired, no one dared to really sleep to death.

Otherwise, God knows if the entire city would have been overrun by the ferocious monsters outside the walls and the evil red dragons who ruled over them.

The chief priests of the major shrines gathered.

Even the churches that believe in gods and goddesses do not deal with each other have no intention of fighting among themselves at this moment.

Because they all know very well that once the monster army outside invades, it doesn't matter which god you believe in, and you and the believers in the city will eventually die.

As for the good thing of expecting the gods to come down and incarnate to save believers at a critical moment......

Don't even think about it!

Since the turbulent year, the god Io has appeared and used his supreme power and authority to defeat the gods from the mortal world.

It even changed the relationship between the gods of Faeron and mortals forever.

The gods are very cautious about sending avatars to the mortal world.

At least in the last two years, I haven't heard of any incarnation of a god descending into the mortal world.

In addition to the priests of the various temples, the owner of the only mage tower in Myratma was also present.

Plus a handful of elite adventurers and mercenaries who didn't take the initiative before......

It can be said that all the people in the whole city who have the power are here.

Lord Count Wicks Target, who hadn't closed his eyes for two whole days, rubbed his dry eyes vigorously, then took a deep breath and said, "Everyone! I think you already know how dangerous the situation is. Wait until those monsters have built enough siege equipment to hold on to their current state for three days at most. ”

"Three days? My lord, please forgive me. Can those civilians who have been temporarily conscripted without any combat training really be able to hold out for an hour in a brutal fight without collapsing? ”

The priest of the god of guards, Haim, stepped forward and asked with a serious expression.

As a high-ranking priest serving the god of protection, both the doctrine and the faith itself determine that he must not retreat and escape, but can only live and die with the city.

Because the most important dogma of the Heim church is perseverance, protection, and sacrifice.

In particular, sheltering the weak, the poor, the wounded, the elderly, the young, women and children must be put above their own lives.

This is also the reason why the camp of the god of guards, Heim, is obviously neutral, but it is still regarded by many people as the good camp.

When cities, villages, and fortresses are attacked from the outside, the priests and believers serving Heim will always be the first to show up and risk everything to fight the invaders.

"If the priests of the major temples are willing to contribute and provide enough one-ring divine skills [Removal of Fear] and [Blessing Technique], it should barely last for about three days.

Of course, this is only a theoretical state.

I'm not sure what the outcome would have been if that terrible red dragon had gone down in person. ”

Wicks Target explained helplessly.

He understood that the main reason why the chief priest of the Temple of Haim asked this question was to understand how much combat strength the army was currently having, not to deliberately find fault. …

"I think the women and children in the city should be sent away by sea first."

The owner of the Mage Tower, an old mage who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, offered his own advice.

Due to the awkward geographical location of Myratma, as well as the chaotic situation in the Tesser Kingdom, there is no decent arcane spellcasting power in the city at all.

Most of the mages and warlocks who escaped from Amm were basically willing to go to the south to have more magical knowledge and resources.

Therefore, he was not sure that he would be able to defeat the snake mages hiding in the monster army outside the city with just a few assistants and apprentices in the spell confrontation.

"No! No one should be allowed to leave at this time!

Not to mention how fragile ships at sea are in the face of red dragons falling from the sky, and a single breath of fire can burn everyone to death, and the resulting demoralization drop alone is a big problem.

The reason why those temporarily conscripted civilians on the city wall did not collapse and flee in the face of such a huge army of monsters.

The root cause of this is that they know that behind them are unarmed wives, children, relatives and friends.

Once they learn that their wives and children have been moved to safety, how many will give up their resistance and flee for their lives?

We can't take that risk! ”

The middle-aged knight who was in charge of managing and commanding the army stood up abruptly and retorted loudly in an excited tone.

As the one who knew the current situation of the city defense army best, he knew better than anyone that if a ship left the port at present, the momentum that had finally gathered together to fight to the death against the enemy would collapse in an instant.

At that time, I am afraid that I don't have to wait for the monster to attack, and I will first break out into civil strife because of the competition for the qualification to board the ship.

After all, anyone who is not a fool knows that it is impossible for a ship docked in a port to take everyone in the city with them.

"Then you mean to wait for the city to be broken, and let those monsters slaughter and enslave women and children?"

The high-ranking priest of Ilmat suddenly interjected, and both his tone and attitude became extremely angry and stern.

Despite wearing only a shabby robe, he looked indistinguishable from a slum beggar.

But no one dared to ignore the emblem that was worn on the chest and shone with a divine dazzling light.

The middle-aged knight was obviously taken aback, and hurriedly defended: "No! Of course not! I mean......"

Before he could finish speaking, the celebrant of Heim interrupted with a wave of his hand, "No need to explain. I see what you mean. In the current situation, whoever leaves Myratma by boat will cause the improvised civilians on the city walls to lose their fighting spirit. ”

Just as the senior priest of Ilmat was about to say something, a soldier in a cuirass suddenly ran in from outside, panting and shouting, "Uncle...... Lord Earl! There was a group of strangers outside, saying that there was a way to help us solve the current crisis. ”

"Strangers?"

Lord Wicks Target's face was puzzled.

"That's right! They claimed to have flown into the city from the south bank of the Iss River under the cover of night. Among them is also a holy warrior who serves the god of suffering. ”

As he spoke, the soldier presented his hands with a wooden badge carved with a pattern of hands tied with ropes.

The high-ranking priest of Ilmat, who was present, hurriedly stepped forward to identify it, and immediately opened his mouth to confirm: "This is indeed the emblem of my lord. ”

"Invite them in at once!"

Count Wicks Target made his decision almost without hesitation.

At this moment, he was like a man walking in the desert and dying of thirst.

At this time, no matter what someone handed over, as long as it was liquid, he would not hesitate to drink it first.

As for whether it is poisonous or not, it is harmful to the body......

Do these make sense to a man who is dying of thirst?

The answer is clearly no!

What's more, everyone in the city can escape, but only the Target family, who have been local lords for generations, cannot.

To flee is to relinquish control over the land.

At that time, not only will you lose your noble status and title, but it will also become a stain that the entire family can never erase.

This is also why, many nobles in the region of Faeron know that they have no chance of winning in the face of a huge number of enemies and monsters, but they still send the women and children away, and choose to stay and fight to the death.

Because a heroic death in battle will leave a good name for the family and future generations.

Otherwise, once it is crowned with a nickname such as "coward family", it will not be easy to take it off.