By the second day, Malin had copied the war report from their reconnaissance and attack the day before into three copies: one to the National Church for them to distribute to various other churches, one to the Royal Court for them to distribute to the military and the major Nobles, and a third copy he instructed a ssenger to deliver to Nova so that she could find soone to distribute it to the southern countries, allowing those in the South to have at least so understanding of the situation in the North.
Frankly, this invasion had far exceeded Malin’s estimation. Before, Malin had thought it was rely an independent operation by so war band, but after the battle last night, he felt that the entire situation had beco very dangerous—this was definitely a preditated invasion.
So, early in the morning, Malin had also visited His Majesty Manheim, who was acting oddly. Despite being in good health, he had been pretending to be sick for the past few days, and Malin didn’t feel it was his place to ask why—after all, they weren’t close.
However, when it ca to dealing with Chaos, His Majesty had reportedly still attended etings despite his illness, which led Malin to realize for the first ti that soone could be sick yet appear as lively as a dragon. Although still feeling it was strange, Malin nonetheless had an exchange with him.
"You’re saying that we can now confirm the appearance of at least three war bands, right?" His Majesty Manheim was aware of the current situation, but the military had only confird the presence of a large number of war bands, with no specific number—essentially they were blind despite having eyes.
After all, only Chaotic Believers had been seen at the front so far, and it wouldn’t surprise anyone if so bizarre species erged among these cannon fodder.
But it’s likely they hadn’t encountered any Rotting Knights.
Malin recounted the Nagoth warriors he had identified from the start, to the Chaotic Believers in the previous camps and villages, and then to those Rotting Knights: "We can confirm that this is a large-scale invasion with a clear intent, with at least five or even more war bands participating. I have only identified three of them thus far, but Your Majesty, you can imagine just how vast the wilderness of Copenhagen is, how many Chaotic forces would be needed to fill such a large area. You must have seen the Mage reports from the past two days—they can confirm that every abandoned village and town has traces of Chaotic activity. Perhaps a Great Demon or Chosen Champion is commanding these Chaotic forces, and maybe even more Chaotic war bands will join them. We must prepare early."
His Majesty expressed his agreent. He glanced at the representatives of the military, who after discussing, collectively nodded with solemn expressions.
"We have taken note of Sir Malin’s warning. Over the next few days, we will conduct fire-power reconnaissance in areas where we make contact with Chaos to confirm the composition of their war bands and at the sa ti, endeavor to capture prisoners," a representative said.
"Don’t capture any prisoners; those are Nagoth’s followers. The soldiers lack adequate knowledge of epidemic prevention. Don’t let them get too close to the enemy. You can relay the matter of capturing prisoners to the Church. I will also keep an eye on things for you," Malin said, gaining the approval of the Church’s representatives. The Bishop from the Benevolent Church thought Malin’s words were very appropriate, and he stood up to reiterate the precautions that Malin had not ntioned: "If possible, after the battle, our Church will send specialists to collect the bodies of the Chaotic for the Holy Fire Purification Ceremony, and our own soldiers will be treated the sa. This is to prevent the spread of disease. Please inform the soldiers; I believe they will understand."
"I believe they will understand, Your Excellency the Bishop. We have battled Chaos before," the military representative said, which reassured Malin as well.
Thinking of this, Malin attended the entire eting as an observer and politely declined the olive branch offered by His Majesty Manheim.
Of course, the reason Malin gave as to why he did not oblige His Majesty invigorated him: "You’re saying you want to create a chanism that can attack a cauldron in the air?"
In the previous eting, all representatives from the military and the Church had expressed their helplessness towards the plague cauldrons, because if Chaos placed their cauldrons behind their lines of defense, then humanity would have no choice but to break through their lines and then destroy the cauldron.
The price for all this would be the deaths and injuries of nurous battle groups. In such fights, not only would the injured not receive tily care, but the dics responsible for caring for them would face all manner of Chaos killing thods.
If Malin could indeed get the scientific academy in the South to produce such devices, the Northern Kingdom would definitely buy and use them against the Chaotic— even His Majesty Manheim, who didn’t understand much about machinery, could appreciate the difference in importance between a ton of explosives and an entire battle group of soldiers.
In other words, why pay more for what could be resolved with a thousand Mowish Paper Money?
Key representatives from the military and the Church also stayed behind. After listening to Malin’s explanation, they all agreed that if such a device could be put into production, it would definitely be the best weapon against the plague cauldrons.
Thus, Malin left the Royal Palace with the blessings and sighs of everyone present.
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Watching Malin leave, His Majesty Manheim’s previously furrowed brows relaxed: "I thought he would ntion Antoine, the Great Craftsman, who has recently beco very close to Sir Malin. He has too many craftsn at his disposal, and it seems they all listen to him."
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