"Outside?"
"I mean, outside the church. Moniantoros is different from other countries. Even the city defense forces here are cross knights. Balthazar's mercenaries can use the terrain to build a battle line, but the gap between the enemy and ourselves is huge... To be honest, It’s almost ten to one. It’s unrealistic to rely solely on mercenaries.”
"I haven't counted the number of people in the lower levels." Dalton told them as he sharpened his sword. "Although the judges do not have an advantage in mystery, their magical base is more than enough to make up for it. Adding the two together, victory is far away. and."
"There are only two teams of Inquisitors, and our plan worked."
"I'm not sure, Uriel. Maybe it was Edward's plan that worked. After the Honey Collar Society was exposed, a small-scale demon hunting movement broke out in the Mint Land. If the paperclip mercenary hadn't used the real thing during the performance, As a prop, it means that the judge has decided to completely eliminate the local association."
"what happened?"
"We can't discuss plans with the Nameless Ones, Uriel. The Association is also different from other organizations. When the Inquisitors entered the city and announced the 'results' in just a few days, the demons panicked. They fled the city, regardless of Expose our footprints. Even if the judges don't notice our repertoire, they will become suspicious when faced with a swarm of civilians leaving the city."
Uriel gritted his teeth. It must have been Edward's idea. This demon hunter would never notify the gathering society in advance. On the contrary, he would lure a few real demons from the society as bait to make the whole scene look more believable. I didn't let him do it. He wanted to question the adventurer, but couldn't. After all, why do adventurers care about the life and death of demons? It's better if they die clean. The worst thing is that even if I purge the Church of Gaia, it will not help the partiality in the mysterious field... For the sake of the gods, I'd better stop thinking about it.
"In this case, maybe our future success will be thanks to the Demon Society?" York pointed out unhappily.
The drow threw the stone away. "I think you'd better thank Berti first." He turned to the apprentice and said: "Let's not mention the priests outside the church. The key lies in you, Uriel. If you can't handle Gandrias, then we will kill the enemy. It’s useless to kill them all.”
"Since he can endure the constraints of the wizards of the school, he can probably consider our conditions." Uriel replied, "If it is not possible, I will not show mercy."
Attacking the Church of Gaia was the highlight, but he didn't plan to stop there. Manet and the girls in the convent waited for his response, but the apprentice could not answer it himself. I am a tower messenger, not a goddess messenger. From Eastman to Moniantoros, their severed heads have already filled the graves, but even so, Uriel dare not claim that he has ended this evil industrial chain. The matter had reached this point, and simply looking for the source could no longer solve the problem... He had to make a decision.
It is difficult to deny that the Church of Gaia exists dependent on the wizards of the school, but the church today is already different from what it was thousands of years ago. The Mercury Temple is a religious organization, but the School of Silence is a gathering place for wizards. Everything is confused. Gaia's Pope Gundrias became known as the "tattooed" Jizuk puppet after he put on his crown. Uriel was not surprised. "Second Truth" Bernard Sterling was not like a devout believer thousands of years ago. Even if Gaia came in person, he would probably only think about lifting the skirt of the goddess.
"There will always be someone to take his place." Uriel was sure.
“I really don’t know who Gaia will respond to if you pray to her at the same time.” Dalton shook his head.
Uriel knew the answer. I wouldn’t pray to Him anyway. "The church doesn't just pray for miracles. Have you paid attention to the recent rumors?"
"The one where the Paperclip mercenary is connected to the Demon Society? I didn't listen carefully."
"You pretty much said it all."
Zhuoer glanced at York in surprise. "I thought you were so busy recently that you didn't have time to care about the newspaper."
"All I have left is the finishing touches."
"It accounts for two-thirds of your total workload. I must remind you..."
"...It's useless to say anything now. The boat has docked and the guy is about to be fucked." No matter how much work he still has to do, York doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. "Besides, the Paperclip Mercenary Group intercepts the main force of the Cross Knights and Judges. I'm afraid there are only a few church defenders, so we may not be able to use them. The gap in mystery is enough to solve it."
"Every extra sword saves a life."
"Why use a sword? A dagger might be better. It can kill just as well."
"Wait a minute, when did we start discussing weapons?" Uriel couldn't help but say, "Finishing work? Swords and daggers? Do you want to change your profession to be a blacksmith? 'Spotface' Rory can provide guidance."
"It's none of his business." York coughed, "Lori has stopped blacksmithing a long time ago, and Balthazar has also recently put down his gem business. The rumors are really bad. How can you be sure that it is the handiwork of the church, Uriel?"
"Obviously not because we're working together to capture the Church of Gaia's city."
"Okay, okay." Sita scratched her face, "Just pretend I didn't ask.
"Why are you bringing this up?" Dalton asked next.
Indeed, the church's counterattack came quickly, but after losing Celine Kalemu, they seemed unable to figure out the specific circumstances of the alliance between Balthazar and Uriel. Demon Hunter Edward was furious, and that was the only impact. As for the tower messenger cooperating with adventurers suspected of having ties to the devil, Uriel felt that it was not a stain. As one of the seven mysterious fulcrums, doesn't the School of Silence also hide Lord Mercury?
"Balthazar also claimed that these were all rumors. But..." The church's accusations were not completely fabricated, but they just accused the wrong person. "...If we don't respond, the other party may get worse." Damn it, no matter how I say this, I feel guilty.
"You mean, the church has another purpose?"
Uriel did not expect Dalton to think so. He hesitated, not sure whether he should correct him or not.
"What else can be done?" York retorted, "If you have to go to the knife, what's so weird about using methods like framing and slandering? That's it."
"But in the name of purging the goddess's sanctuary, rumors are the first step to disintegrating the centripetal force."
Uriel couldn't help laughing. "There's no need to worry about it. We have no centripetal force to speak of, let alone the name of a goddess. I hire paperclip mercenaries, and they get paid to do things."
"Adventurers respect the spirit of contract." York also agreed.
"The Paperclip Mercenary Group is famous for its patriotism, which violates the spirit of the contract."
"But this kind of team is more reliable, isn't it? Boss Calder will do the same thing."
Regardless of the similarities and differences between the Paperclip Mercenary Group and the Knox Mercenary Group, in Uriel's eyes, Balthazar's team is quite proactive and is worth the money.
The mercenary leader's sailboat entered the port early in the morning, and only one of them was sunk by magic. The adventurers did not encounter the Judge again, so while the cavalry wasted time on the road across the city, the first line of defense at the dock had been conquered. If it wasn't for the fact that the paperclip mercenaries' combat effectiveness was beyond expectations, it was because Balthazar had contacted Nightingale locally in advance. The inside of a barrier is often easiest to break through.
After the mercenaries landed, the city defenders did not resist much. Although the Honey Territory has never been known for its military strength, the results were beyond the attackers' expectations. Uriel watched the adventurers climb over the steep slope and enter the streets. They were fully armed and even wore the same black armor as the Cross Knights. In the chaos, it was almost impossible to distinguish between friend and foe. This was the idea of Rory "Spotface", a man who had participated in more battles than Uriel had killed priests on his way. A group of cavalry rushed towards the enemy, but hit the elementalist's shield wall on the way downhill. For a moment, they were turned upside down, and mud, water and blood were splashed everywhere.
Uriel's small group did not participate in the battle. Together with the fog elf Plagris brothers, they blended into the ranks of archers and sniped at the cavalry in the back row across the entire dock battlefield. Occasionally, a nightingale would touch the ship, and Dalton would immediately reach out from the shadow of the ship's side with his cursed sword and take away the enemy's life with a slight scratch. York sat swaggering on the railing and kicked the body into the river. With the help of her unique elemental form, Sita can dodge every arrow thrown up from below and still have room to observe. "I see the clergy," he reminded loudly.
Monks can easily tell the difference. They trust the magical barrier more than the armored Cross Knights. But when the adventurer's spear came, most people changed their minds. A group of people retreated, and more people rushed forward, colliding and pushing. No matter how solid the barrier is, you cannot trust it. Only an absolutely dominant mystery can protect you, but you can't choose your opponent. The priests were tied up on the battlefield where the enemy was hard to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and they collapsed in panic.
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The fighting soldiers were bathed in the light and rain, their momentum waxing and waning. Dozens of unbroken protective barriers flashed at the same time, and the dark alley corners were illuminated white. Magic and steel knives fell on the barrier, but bounced off one after another amid the vibration. With such strong support, the city defense army quickly stabilized its position, and the offensive momentum of the Paperclip Mercenary Group was stagnated. But they had accomplished their job of stalling the main force.
"Reinforcements from the church." Sita spoke again.
At the rear right of the battlefield, a neat cavalry formation seemed to fall from the sky, and actually got behind the mercenary group. The gorgeous divine text disappeared in a flash. It is undoubtedly the result of the magic of the moment ladder. The adventurers were attacked from both sides, and the archers on the ship immediately changed their targets and poured arrows and artillery fire near the port.
Last time in the Dew River, the Paperclip Mercenary Group had repelled the Judger's attack. There’s no reason why it won’t work this time. Uriel put down his bow and drew the golden rune sword. "Now. Let's go to the main church."
