In the face of Mark's "You're all right, right?" 's eyes, Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden's face was full of bitterness.

Just because Mark didn't care about the mess on the Ice God Cult didn't mean he didn't know anything.

With the help of the ice and snow nobles, Barbara finally got rid of some of her bad luck, and the Ice and Snow Saintess also controlled most of the military power, and theoretically everyone had a bright future.

It took Anastasia ten minutes to finish talking about the current situation, and Mark understood.

Without it, the Lisa Federation would collapse.

It turned out that a large number of ice and snow remnants ran over, and Lisa didn't want to pick it up, and these hundreds of thousands of people were mainly anti-guest. However, Ritter didn't want to care, the Lisa Federation itself could not drive out these armed refugees, and the Holy Maiden strictly forbade robbery.

It costs money for so many great masters to eat and drink Lazar, and they also brought a lot of hard currency such as gold, as well as a lot of expensive works of art that the Latt Empire also recognized.

During this time, a deformed circle of prosperity was even formed on Lisa's side - merchants and civilians from various islands of the Lisa Federation drove ships to transport various supplies, and Laite merchants even transported food and smuggled weapons to sell to the ice and snow nobles, and took away a large amount of gold, silver and art on the way back.

With the appearance of [Knell Samikina] to destroy the capital of art, and the number of demons in various places has skyrocketed, all of a sudden the whole country has become nervous, and those who have food have hoarded it, saying that they will not sell anything.

Although the saint had been deliberately stockpiling food and grass for the army for three months, the lack of follow-up meant that it could not be delayed.

The Holy Maiden spoke eloquently, "In fact, the Emperor's forces have begun to shrink across the board. If we counterattack, we will hopefully build a defensive line across the Ula Mountains and form a de facto partition of the Bill Empire."

"What about the demons that have emerged?" Mark asked casually.

"Pray that the Goddess will appear to us and bless us with a piece of land in these troubled times. As long as we survive this wave of demonic attacks, it will depend on which side of us or the Emperor will live better."

Mark was silent.

She had to take a big gamble.

There are two paths in front of her, either the dove occupies the magpie's nest and directly occupies several islands of the Lisa Federation, and the island is the king, but in this way, there is no name for righteousness in the first place. Mark's side aside, she also has to consider the attitude of the Rite Empire and the Storm Church.

The counterattack has a righteous name, but if it is done like this, only God knows how many believers will survive.

As she said, it depends on whether the goddess has appeared or not.

According to the information of multiple parallel worlds that Mark has mastered, the goddess of ice and snow can be said to kneel to the end without struggling.

"Old friend, I hope you're well." Mark simply sent the guest off.

"I have one last small request."

"Our church wants to borrow your fleet. We'll pay." At this, the saint paused, observing Mark's reaction. Looking at Mark's unmoved expression, she knew that the price was not enough, and she had to add money: "Of course, for the sake of our friendship, I can send a force to attack the port of Stopol. There are more than 200 large and small ships there, and they will all be yours if you take them."

"More than 200?"

"I must admit that there are less than fifty ships in the harbor that can be moved. And half of them are frigates of less than 500 tons, and many of the rest are old cruisers and destroyers that were eliminated from the previous generation. For mortals, this is a burden, but for you who want to snatch the power of the sea, it may mean a different thing."

"Oh? What do you need me to do?"

"Your fleet and behemoths only need to look at the outer harbor, and there is a high probability that there will be no need to engage in a firefight with the fleet of the Bill Empire."

After the saint finished speaking, it was very miraculous that the dice of fate actually reacted.

In the Destiny Horizon, Mark was surprised to find that with the addition of the path of the Holy Maiden, his plan turned into an enhanced version.

Two images poured into his spiritual sea: one was in the world where Wang Hao had mixed up, and the other was the world of Azeroth where McDonald played Gundam.

The two old men had given him some drawings, which he had never used before.

Now......

Mark smiled, "Deal!"

July 1

On the 0th, a large-scale cross-sea counteroffensive began.

The first batch of 200,000 "sardines" were loaded onto the coast by more than 500 large and small cargo ships, and then crossed more than 50 kilometers of sea routes in a very chaotic manner to counterattack the bridgehead of Osterten Port.

Because of the different sizes and speeds of the freighters, there are many people left behind along the way.

Less than 100,000 troops actually made it to the port of Osterding on time.

It stands to reason that it is strange that the fleet with such a crotch pull is not hit head-on.

The port of Ostin was empty.

The emperor withdrew all the garrisons and gave up this bridgehead port.

Five days later, the Cult of Ice and Snow took the port of Stopol in one fell swoop, and as agreed, handed over all 256 large and small ships.

"Next, then, may the Ice Goddess protect you!" Mark was in a good mood and managed to catch a large number of ships without going to war directly with Emperor Peter.

He had to use a lot of tugboats, even dreadnoughts, to pull back a lot of lumps of iron that could still float on the sea.

On the pier, the two said goodbye.

They all know that it's up to the ice and snow to teach them next.

Mark didn't tell her that doom was already hanging over the entire Ice Church.

Separated from the Ice Church, Mark summoned the three goddesses.

The three goddesses, Muse, Litchel, and Pétten, stood in front of him dignifiedly.

There was a faint refraction of colorful light around the body, and every spiraling illusory note shone with a glow.

One is wearing a long "page" dress made of hundreds of pages of paper, with thick black-rimmed glasses, and a female academic bully.

And the other one...... It is an abstract version of an oil painting of a female body.

Perhaps they were once goddesses who were high up and revered by all people. Now they are more like students waiting for exams.

Those who pass the test are called candidates.

Accidents are not ruled out!

Barbara had already secretly ventilated with Muse, and in theory, Mark's test would not be too difficult, who could say for sure?

In case, the roasted raw enters the roasting field and becomes a roasted sausage, who will reason with it?

They were really nervous.

Mark spoke slowly, "I need you to help me get some wood men on Rindon's Wind Island in the west."

As soon as the words were spoken, the faces of the three goddesses changed slightly.

Rinfeng Island, a large island across the sea from the Rite Empire, but in the past thousand years, has never allowed the Imperial infantry to set foot further, a piece of virgin woodland covering an area of more than 200,000 square kilometers.

Neither the Empire's ships nor infantry could conquer it for one reason - the Windbreakers.

Several nature-worshipping gods were entrenched there, and like the goddess of ice and snow before them, they did not join the Orthodox Church.

Unexpectedly, Mark had the audacity to reach his claws over there.

How can the three goddesses not be bitter?