TL: Rui88
“Go to Eton?” Liszt shook his head. “That is not a good idea!”
Seviya was very confused. “Why?”
Liszt explained, “The chaos has not ended yet!”
“Chaos?”
“Yes, chaos!” Liszt said seriously. “The Grand Duke has recognized the status of spellcasters. This was a very bold decision, but it still caused ideological chaos in the country. Although everyone hates the Church, the stereotypes of hundreds of years are not so easily erased.”
A shadow fell over Seviya’s face; it seed that things were not as wonderful as she had imagined.
Liszt advised her, “Since you are already back in Horn Bay, I suggest you stay here…in Lion’s Port…for now. At least it is safe here.”
The witch hesitated for a mont and finally nodded. “Alright.”
Liszt was happy in his heart. He asked, “You plan to investigate the Duchy of Eton. Do you want to move yourself and your friends back to Horn Bay?”
Seviya replied, “I have that intention. After all, Horn Bay was once our ho.”
“Hmm~~” Liszt said with so regret, “You all should settle down properly in the Northwest Bay. This war is so long that one cannot see the end.”
“Why?” Seviya was startled.
In the end, although she was a witch, she also yearned for a peaceful and quiet life. If the war in Horn Bay continued, regardless of the attitude of the countries here towards spellcasters, Horn Bay would not be a good place to live.
She said with an anxious expression, “I have been collecting news from Horn Bay in Port Fran. It is said that the Horn Bay Alliance’s army is advancing inland. They have already won several victories and are about to approach the lands of Collins.”
“But…” Liszt shook his head. “I do not think they will continue to be so successful. It is like an arrow that has been shot; no matter how powerful it is at the mont of release, its flight will eventually co to an end. What’s more, the Holy See stands behind the Church.”
Seviya said with dissatisfaction, “You are too pessimistic!”
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.
Liszt asked the person outside to co in. It was a staff mber from the Town Hall, who handed Liszt a docunt.
After the staff mber left, Liszt opened the docunt and quickly scanned it.
“Oh, I really have a cursed tongue.”
Liszt’s expression was complicated, with surprise being the dominant elent.
He was about to hand the docunt to the puzzled Seviya, but he imdiately took it back.
“I am sorry. I am a public official now and must follow the rules. I cannot show you internal docunts.”
“Hmph!” Seviya was very disdainful.
Liszt raised his eyebrows again. “But the content itself is not classified, so I can tell you about it.”
Seviya frowned and exclaid, “Friedrich, do not play gas with !”
“I was unfortunately right. The Holy See has made a move.”
Seviya’s eyes widened in shock.
Liszt brandished the docunt in his hand. “This is the latest news from the front. The Alliance army was defeated at rl Castle.”
“Only one step away from the capital of Collins!“
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Watching the two armies locked in fierce battle ahead, Queller Foster’s heart remained tense.
General Basques beside him, also staring intently at the battlefield, did not move his eyes.
In front of them, the sounds of fighting were deafening. The New Protestant Army and the Crusader Army were ford into rows of echeloned lines. Once the front lines of both sides made contact, they began to fight. When the line of one or both sides beca too tired or suffered too many casualties, the front line would retreat, and the line behind would move up to take its place, then a new round of fighting would begin. 𝘙â𝐍𝐨ᛒЁ𝙨
It was a test of which side would break first.
Overall, the New Protestant Army had the advantage. The central formation still had five complete lines left, but the Crusader Army had only three, and only the first two were complete, while the third was sparsely populated.
“In a little while, we will be victorious.”
General Basques said with emotion, “This damn war is finally seeing the dawn. Capturing rl Castle is equivalent to opening the gates to the City of Collins. By then, the Horn Bay Church will be in the palm of our hands.”
“This is all thanks to your excellent leadership.”
Queller praised General Basques.
The general’s reply was sowhat modest: “To be honest, if the Crusader Army had not invested so many resources in the flanking force in the north, we would not have been able to reach this place, just one step away from the City of Collins.”
The Kingdom of Collins was called the City of Collins. Among the small countries scattered across Horn Bay, it was very common for the country’s na to be the sa as its capital’s na.
“General, victory is in sight. Why not send in the reserve troops to seize the fruit of victory at once?”
“Oh, my child, the battlefield is full of variables. You must always keep a card up your sleeve to deal with the unexpected.”
General Basques patiently explained to him, “Do you know what I am most worried about right now?”
“Please enlighten , General.”
General Basques began to guide his junior, “What I am most worried about now is that the Holy See will interfere at this last mont.”
“Oh, my goodness, who are those people?”
Cries of surprise ca from the other officers around them, causing Basques and Queller to look in the direction they were pointing.
A new army was slowly approaching the battlefield, marching in neat steps.
Basques was extrely surprised. “Who are they… not ours. Could it be that the Crusader Army still has reinforcents?”
Queller shook his head. “Didn’t the report say they did not?”
A terrible thought occurred to both of them at the sa ti. They looked at each other. The Holy See?
As that army approached, everyone could see their situation clearly. Their first impression of the strange army was that they were well-equipped.
Almost everyone wore armor, with a high rate of armor coverage, and they all held gleaming weapons in their hands.
Under the sunlight, the entire army formation was practically glittering with gold.
“They are coming towards us!”
Queller shouted, “General, give the order! I will lead the reserves to stop them.”
Basques looked at the approaching army of the Holy See with a complex expression.
In the end, he sighed helplessly and ordered, “Queller Foster, go! You must stop them. The key to victory is in your hands!”
“Yes!” Queller nodded heavily, spurred his horse, and left like a gust of wind.
But a shadow imdiately fell over the New Protestant Army’s side.
Seeing the enemy army’s reinforcents arrive, the army fighting at the front panicked.
And the originally crumbling Crusader Army’s morale was greatly boosted.
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