A few days later, in the distant city of Randall......

"Yes, I'm sorry, but for whatever reason, I'm so ashamed to be disappointed. ”

In the palace, King Cliff was pulling his beard incessantly, and the recent war with the Holy Cult of Salman was unreassuring. At the moment, his favorite courtier, Germain Bartley, was on one knee, his left hand wrapped in a thick bandage, apparently wounded.

"Forget it, at least the city hasn't been captured, you've done your best. ”

He sighed, and although he successfully defended off the opponent's attack, Germain, the leader of the Paladin Legion, was wounded and withdrew from the battle line. However, he also understood that it was not Germain's fault, and if he had to say it, among Randall's several knights, the paladins belonging to the cathedral had always been a shortcoming when confronting the Holy Church, after all, using the power of the Holy Light to attack a historic papal state was already very deadly.

"As long as there is nothing to do with the southern border and the port of Moloch, these problems are insignificant. Alright, go back, Germain, and let your father give you ...... Belch...... Is he still in the library?"

Among the nobles and armies of the Randall Kingdom, Old Man Brown Farainn led his army of mages and the Royal Knights to sit in the southernmost part of the kingdom on the border with the Holy Church.

On the other hand, the Duke of Arman led the Iron Wing Knights belonging to the Britt family to garrison Moloch Harbor on the coastline, which is the closest port to Salman's Holy Cult and the choke point for the other side to attack Randall by sea.

As for Archbishop Albin Bartley, it ......

"Yes. My father attached great importance to the vision that had happened some time ago, and had been keeping himself in His Majesty's library for the last few days. Trying to figure something out. ”

Jermain owes a debt, not long ago. The appearance of the Red Rain Dragon Gu was a scene that all the creatures in the entire Ivete Continent could see. Not all people are so nervous as to forget about such visions.

"Well, let him continue to do it, I am saddened that our scholar is not as good as a clergyman. ”

No doubt King Cliff wanted to find out what that terrible monster meant, but unfortunately, no one could give him a satisfactory answer. Of course, it's not just Randall, I'm afraid it's in addition to Mage City and Elven Forest. No one knows what kind of trouble that means.

Even so, there are some people who are not willing to give up. Bishop Albin, for example, has since locked himself up in the royal library, hoping to find a clue to the musty smell of ancient documents.

"Isabella is almost coming back, and since you can't take part in the next battle, you might as well think about how you can please the girl. Although I have appointed you as my daughter's husband, as far as I know, she does not seem to appreciate you very much. When she becomes an archmage, I'm afraid even I won't be able to help you with anything. ”

Thinking of his own daughter. A smile appeared on King Cliff's face.

"Yes, I see. ”

Germain bowed his head, but no one knew that he bowed his head. What kind of expression does your face look like when you hide it in the shadows......

[Is she coming back soon? yes, of course she's coming back. After all, the production of the colossus has reached the end, and only the materials are left, aren't they?]

After saying goodbye to the king. Jermain thought as he walked down the road. No one knew Isabella's movements better than him, not even the princess herself. There is his eyeliner in the ranks of Mage City far away. Although Isabella was shrewd enough to keep the spies in an absolutely deep position, such a big move as gathering a team to collect materials in the sand sea couldn't hide it from him.

Every time the news came back from the desert, he felt anxious, even the battle situation of the Holy Sect was far worse in the eyes of Germain.

"Ahh

As he thought, a swift court messenger slammed into him.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I was too careless. ”

"It doesn't matter, everyone makes mistakes sometimes. But you should probably tell me what is it that makes you so quick to walk through the court so recklessly?"

The messenger looked at Germain, and his eyes for years of serving the great man made him realize that the adult in front of him did not seem to be in a good mood. If you can't give him a satisfactory answer, I'm afraid I'll face some trouble, and it's big trouble.

"It's a letter from the City of Mages, Your Excellency. The princess's letter, and the red kind. ”

He lowered his head and said cautiously. The red faith represents a hundred thousand urgent things, and if it is such a letter, no matter how fast it is to run in the palace, it will not be too much.

"Isabella's letter?"

Jermain frowned, if the news he got was correct, there should be no reason for the other party to send any urgent letters right now.

"Give it to me, just as I'm going to see His Majesty. ”

Thinking of this, Jermain stretched out his hand and said.

"But ......"

The messenger hesitated.

"Why, as the princess's fiancé, don't I even have the right to send a letter for her?"

Germain frowned.

"No, of course no problem, the letter is here. ”

The messenger did not dare to say anything more, and honestly took out the letter in his pocket. What's more, there is nothing wrong with the other party's status as a "princess fiancé" - everyone knows that the king married Isabella to Bishop Albin's son, a paladin.

"You're doing a good job, go ahead, take the money to drink, count me as yours." ”

He pulled out a few gold coins and placed them in the messenger's hand, and watched the other party leave with satisfaction.

Finding a place where no one was around, he took out the letter and looked at it carefully, it was protected by alchemy, as if as soon as the seal was opened, magic would leave an indelible mark on the letter.

Obviously, a duplicate mark will appear on a letter that has been opened repeatedly, thus determining whether the letter has been read in advance.

"Hmph, the seal of alchemy?

Kuta ......"

However, the protection of alchemy can be solved by leaving it to the alchemist. Germain handed the letter behind him, where the empty hallway rippled and the Assassin girl who had assassinated Leah walked out.

As an Assassin and Apothecary Master, she took out a clear bottle from her bosom, and after a few drops of the liquid on the envelope, a wave of magic was released, and she opened the letter and handed it to Germain, where there was no trace of a mark on the white letterhead.

"I see, I see, it seems that Lady Luck is still looking after me. ”

Looking at the contents of the letter, Germain laughed.

"Catch up, Kuta. Take this letter and dispose of it with the poor messenger. ”

He smiled and pronounced the other party's death sentence.

The Assassin Maiden didn't speak, but nodded, reaching out and tightening the bandage on her body—the snow-white bandage had become essential since being burned by Barbafin's flames, to cover up the scars on her body.

"Coincidentally, is it Moloch Harbor? It seems that the execution of that plan was also a providence.

I'm a little reluctant to go, but Duke Arman, you're destined to be a pawn in my hands. ”

Germain looked up at the overcast sky and said. (To be continued......)

ps: The end of the semester is over, and the summer vacation is coming, so Moon Shadow came back and said~~~

ps: In order to explain things clearly in the new volume, these chapters may keep switching perspectives between Leah, Germain, and Salman's Holy Sect, and please bear with me~~~