“……”

Ranch didn't feel like the woman named Gloria was an enemy.

She didn't have strong malice towards herself, but more complex emotions, maybe jealousy, doubt, unconvinced, not hostile.

Lanch soon understood that this person should be a direct soldier lurking in the Royal Academy of Protos.

It's also the people of their overlord branch.

His authority is higher, as long as he uses the [Sage's Certificate-Deception] to perceive, anyone who holds the [Resurrection Certificate-Deception] will be subtly sensed by him.

But she seemed a little unhappy.

Ranchi could only smile helplessly and express his friendship to her.

His emerald green pupils were natural and flawless, and his expression was tinged with a hint of sorrow and concern.

“……！？”

This made Gloria's forehead clench into a fist, and the back of her hand was bruised.

In her opinion, Lanchi's expression at this moment was like saying: West Germany, she just likes me, so there is no way.

Gloria endured the pulsing veins on her forehead and turned her head away from meeting Rankie.

I really want to give this matcha man a punch!!

He didn't say a word, but it seemed to be more than just calling her stupid.

How could Catholicism fall in love with such a guy!!

This bastard is not at all like the people of their Overlord Branch, but more like the guys of the Silent Annihilation Branch, and if he happens to be a sealer, then he is a serious competitor to the Holy Son of Annihilation.

Gloria didn't plan to say anything more with this Deceptive Son.

He is indeed favored, and there is no way to take him himself.

Today she followed the Son of the Heavenly Saint here just to see what good he had!

When the two stopped talking, the students who had gradually come to the classroom sat down alone, barely talking, and the slight sound of the table and heavy books echoed in the classroom.

Every corner of the history classroom is bathed in the pale white tones of natural light on winter mornings, with historical maps and chronologies swaying gently in the breeze on the walls, and vines and leaves swaying in the wind outside the windows, bringing a touch of light and shadow to the glass windows.

The sound of footsteps increases, and the light and shadow outside the window become busy.

The classroom is always surrounded by a cold silence.

Until the noise in the classroom stopped because the clock pointed to the hour, all the students consciously and quietly waited for the start of the class.

By the door, a series of steady, rapid footsteps sounded.

The door slowly opened, and a figure appeared in the classroom, the light outlining its figure.

A young man about 1.85 meters tall, he has medium-length black hair that is as black as ink, covering his deep starry eyes from time to time, with a little deep melancholy in those eyes, as if the mysteries of the universe are hidden in them, wearing a black long coat, there is a sense of unrestrainedness.

His face was handsome but slightly haggard, and it could be seen that staying up late was quite serious.

The main teacher of this class is Sido Arendelle, an associate professor in the Department of History at the Royal Academy of Protos.

"Okay, students, although I tend to maintain communication and interaction with students in most history courses, I hope that this section of "Modern History of the Empire" can be completed smoothly without being interrupted too many times, of course, you can still ask questions at any time, but I may not necessarily answer, can you?"

Xi Duo's voice was not deep at all, but rather clear and casual.

The students did not express any opinion on Xido's straightforward declaration, but only replaced their answers with silence.

They also all know why Associate Professor Xiduo said that.

At present, the Protos Empire is on the cusp of the storm, and now a kind of Wilford Doctrine is prevalent -

Once you find an opportunity, you will first be identified as "incorrect", and then you will try your best to prove yourself, and if the self-proof is not convincing, you would rather kill by mistake than let go.

This kind of doctrine has been resisted by many people, and it has also been admired by many people.

The modern history of the empire, which involves the modern history of the Northern Continent, is closely related to the current situation of the empire, and every time Xi Duo talks about the holy war, the current situation, the causes and connections, there may be students who come up and quarrel so much that they can't even talk about the class, and even begin to question Xi Duo's position.

Sidor applied for a teaching assistant at the college, but there was no suitable person to help him maintain discipline in the classroom.

After all, there are many children of powerful people in the Royal Academy of Protos, and people with normal heads don't want to offend them.

Sidor placed the yellowed book in his hand on the lectern and turned on the projection of magic energy behind him.

First of all, he didn't say anything, just played a video.

As the twilight grew thicker, the colorful glow was obscured by heavy black clouds, casting an ominous shadow over the entire sky.

In the distance, something was slowly approaching, and a closer look at the seemingly bottomless black hole revealed that they were actually many humanoids covered in pitch-black heavy armor, but they were not humans, but a group of monstrous demons, each with deep scars carved into their bodies, and their eyes flashed with frenzied fire, so ferocious that they seemed to crawl out of hell.

And when the force arrived, everything changed.

The sky was engulfed in a thick crimson mist, like a magic eye about to burst staring at the earth.

Once a quiet town, it was now a slaughterhouse of death, the smoke and afterimages of war swaying between the ruins, shattered bodies scattered beneath the ruins of houses, blood stains had become dry dark red stains, and the smell of blood in the air was more disgusting than any rancid stench.

The land has been cursed and made indistinguishable from hell, and every inch of air is filled with suffocating fear until the breath of life is completely gone.

All that remained were the mountains of corpses, their faces contorted in pain, despair, and terror.

Those seemingly non-existent blood-colored figures, like terrible ghosts, quickly roamed every corner of the town, with broken flesh and hungry thirst.

"This image didn't happen 100 years ago, but a year ago. People suspect that the ghost of the Demon King's Army's special killing unit is back. ”

The picture behind Siddo flickered, and he spoke lightly.

People in the north are terrified.

Even longing for the protection of the Bishop of Silence is unwilling to face those cruel demons.

The other kingdoms in the north do not recognize that these demons are from their own country.

But even if this group of demons came from the depths of the Calamity Servant Land in the Far North, they would need to pass through the northern countries, and they would definitely need a stronghold.

Later, there was more and more evidence and pointing to the problem of the kingdom of Ethelan.

The investigation report also pointed out that the border towns near the kingdom of Ethelan have a very high rate of perennial disappearances.

In the end, starting from the danger of everyone in the north, the panic gradually infected the imperial capital, and finally chose to expel the Church of the Goddess of Fate, which has a deep relationship with the Kingdom of Etherland, and welcomed the Resurrection Church, and this kind of thing is not like a conspiracy of the Resurrection Church, because several bishops and branches in the northern continent are already extremely contradictory, and they cannot be united, and even the people of the empire have to fight each other to get the result.

"At present, the war between the Protos Empire and the Etherylan Kingdom is inevitable, and the other northern kingdoms will not sit idly by and watch the Ethertelan Kingdom be annexed by the Protos Empire, no matter what, this is a ......"

Siddor's voice ended there, and he didn't go any further.

It's a no-winner, terrible war.

But this war is in line with the historical foundation and trend of the Protos Empire in the past hundred years, and it can only be said that it is the general trend to start a war with a different race.

Even if this one opportunity is not needed, there will be other opportunities to detonate it.

Perhaps there are also many students in the classroom who have their own ideas, such as questioning whether there is a problem with the cause of the war, whether the evidence, including this video, is true, and whether there is other conspiracy behind the war.

However, no sober person would ask these questions in public, otherwise he would be suspected of having a serious anti-war stance.

“……”

Lan Qi sat in the back row of the classroom, staring thoughtfully at the recorded images of the Demon King's Army on the screen.

In the main part of the game, about a year later, the Northern Continent will be plunged into a long, ongoing war.

The cause is the same as that of Siddor.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with it.

From Lanch's point of view, the only thing that doesn't match the number is one point-

That's the number of provinces.

After coming to the Northern Continent, Ranch repeatedly confirmed that the Protos Empire currently has 17 provinces.

A year later, the territory of the Protos Empire had changed, and there were only 15 provinces on the mainland.

Ranch checked the map and found that two provinces to the north had disappeared into thin air.

In other words, it is not known what will happen in the future of this war, which will lead to an unknown tragedy in the northern provinces.

If you want to cause this kind of harm, the natural disasters caused by the failure of the eighth-order shadow world are not powerful enough, and the failure of the ninth-order shadow world is too small, not like it was caused by natural disasters.

"What's that look on your face?"

Gloria, a direct soldier of the Catholic Church, looked at Ranchi strangely.

She noticed that the gentle and harmless Ranch frowned slightly.

The dignified Son of the Heavenly Lord, will he still make a fuss because of the demons?

"I always feel like these guys aren't demons."

Lanch held his chin and muttered in confusion.

Compared to the Icherita Five, whom he had cultivated with the orthodox teaching ideas of the Purgatory Corridor Academy, this unit was still a little behind.

(End of chapter)