The battered army was unstable.
The desperation and relaxation of just escaping from the edge of life and death will make people do stupid things. If not properly arranged, some soldiers may attack residents. Their needs are something the commander must carefully consider.
It is urgent to restore everyone's sanity and belief, otherwise people will break their strings in fear and exhaustion and slide towards madness.
Hot food, beds, and bath water are all useful. Anxiety can also be alleviated by encouragement and reassurance from an officer. For some soldiers in need, Griffith asked the town to arrange some prostitutes to serve them. Being able to do this can be said to be very thoughtful.
Of course, asking Krista to pray and bless everyone can quickly stabilize the army, but this will weaken Krista's existence and strengthen the mystery of the saint. Griffith definitely does not agree with this. Someone mentioned something similar along the way. All suggestions were rejected by him for various reasons.
Having said that, what should the prince and his troops do when they are frightened by Beamon, flee in a disastrous defeat, and are likely to be pursued by the main force of the clan alliance? It's too bad they don't get a break. News of the defeat and the heavy casualty list reached back to Odessa, where previous horrific undead attacks had occurred, and the sanity of the locals must have been sadly low. What should they do?
Whether it is the prince, the Beyelan army or Odessa, they all need a victory to restore their confidence, or rely on the symbol of Krista to focus their faith. And then...if Christa loses her personality because of this, I will never allow it, I will take her away!
What if, just speculation, if she loses herself and becomes the idol of the Holy Light, it will also strengthen the power of the righteous god. What use will it have for the life of the virtual world?
No, there's something else I don't know or don't understand...
Griffith tapped the table and thought. The development of the situation is relatively clear, and the conspiracy of the outer gods should be hidden in seemingly logical events. However, he knew too little about the Outer God and still didn't know how far He could do it.
An important piece of the puzzle is missing.
Griffith was puzzled. He wrote several letters to Professor Heinz and Roland, asking for their opinions and help. Then, he started to think from another angle.
Based on the scattered intelligence collected and the prisoners' accounts, the Tierne Front troops commanded by Governor Manggulus drew an astonishing trajectory on the map.
They first used a certain method to pass through the Dukedom of Meyer and return to the southeast of Beyeland's army to launch an attack. After succeeding, they crossed to the southwest and were rushing towards the left wing of Beyeland's army, preparing to cut off the advance from the Verona region. Reinforcements are coming.
They weaved through the valleys and plains like snakes, turning from the left wing to the right wing, leaving their own troops to occupy key points along the way, advancing and advancing recklessly. This warlord's style of play is really radical.
It was already midnight, but Griffith was not sleepy at all. While he was thinking, suddenly a fragrant breeze blew in from outside the door. Galadia walked in gently. Her face didn't look good, and she still had some bruises and scrapes that hadn't gone away.
Griffith was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to hold her cheek: "What's going on?"
"It's nothing," Miss Elf turned her head and rubbed the ends of her hair and said softly, "It's just a fight with Krista."
She looked left and right, as if trying to find someone in the small room. After a moment of silence, Galadia said slowly: "She said she was the first one, is that true?"
Griffith was silent for a while and said slowly, "Her resurrection during the Raven incident hides the conspiracy of the evil god. We must be careful."
The elf looked at him, walked forward slowly, and put himself to his mouth: "I know."
Seeing that her sweetheart didn't respond, she stood on tiptoes and kissed him gently. Normally, Griffith would not let her go like this. However, the situation at hand seems a bit complicated.
"Actually, I don't mind the past, really," Galadia said shyly, "As long as you belong to me now, that's enough."
"My people have noticed something strange that is unspeakable. Now it seems that Krista is the abnormal node. We... Oh, Krista is here." Galadia suddenly panicked, "Hide me quickly. stand up."
"Why are you hiding?" Griffith asked doubtfully, "Let's discuss it together, come out!"
Before he finished speaking, Miss Elf hid under the camp bed.
Krista came into the room and looked at Griffith, who had a confused look on his face. There was a bruise at the corner of her eye, and it looked like she had been beaten.
"Is Galadia here?"
"No, there isn't."
"I thought I heard someone you were talking to."
"Illusion." Griffith tried not to look under the bed.
"I have to apologize to her," the girl sighed heavily, "I was so immature."
Griffith pointed to the map, "I have a preliminary plan, but first we must get rid of the pursuers. Regarding the existence behind you, I have asked Sir Roland and my professor for help."
Krista smiled bitterly and shook her head. Suddenly, she became alert.
"Someone is coming, no, hide me quickly!"
"Why?" Griffith asked in surprise, "Isn't it normal for you to come to my place?"
"It's late at night! Everyone will get the wrong idea if I come to your room alone so late at night!" Krista stamped her feet anxiously, trying to get under the bed. Griffith hurriedly grabbed her and hid her behind the bookshelf.
Lanzada knocked on the door carefully: "Good evening, Mr. Knight, may I come in?"
"Good evening, come in, Lanzada."
The trainee nun was a little embarrassed and walked in uneasily. She looked at Griffith partly with admiration, and partly with hesitation in entering the room of the opposite sex.
"I came here to report something," she rubbed the hem of her clothes, "I definitely don't want to snitch behind your back!"
"I understand, then you can go back and rest. You can bring it up at the meeting tomorrow."
The trainee nun was choked. She hesitated for a while, lowered her head and pulled the corner of her clothes and said.
"It's like this. During this period of time, I have been by the side of the Anjou girl, fighting with her for the faith and cause of the Holy Light, until...
"Until you, the knight, appeared. I noticed that Miss Krista was obviously shaken. She has always been so noble, beautiful, and inviolable, but the way she looked at you was a little, a little..."
Something? Please explain it clearly to me! Hey, no, it’s better to stop talking... Griffith raised his hand and wiped the sweat. Before he could express his opinion, Lanzada nervously whispered:
"I saw her fighting with Miss Elf, and they were fighting fiercely. This is wrong. She is a symbol of faith and a guiding star for the people who follow us. If everyone knows that she also has the thoughts of a girl, then It’s not easy to handle.”
oh--! Lanzada is quite smart! Although I object to Krista and Holy Light being mixed together, I understand the meaning of this. Griffith nodded: "I understand."
Lanzada stood up contentedly and prepared to say goodbye and walk out. Before she reached the door, she suddenly heard soft footsteps, her face suddenly changed, and she suddenly ran back.
"Knight, hide me quickly!"
"Why!?" Griffith exclaimed.
"Miss Sonia is here. She will misunderstand if I bother you so late."
"No, she won't misunderstand anything. Go out through the front door!" Griffith sternly refused.
"No, no!" The girl begged him with her big violet eyes, so pitiful that people couldn't refuse.
After saying that, Lanzada wanted to hide under the bed, but Griffith grabbed her and pushed her into the closet to hide. Although he didn't know why he wasn't allowed to hide under the bed where it was safer, the nervous Lanzada didn't have time to think about it and hid in the closet in a flash.
Griffith's coat hangs in the closet. Lanzada took a deep breath and blushed. Soon, she heard the countess' pleasant voice.
"Griffith, good evening." Sonia's room was next door. She walked in alone without a maid or escort. "I don't want to comment on others behind their backs, but I heard that Galadia and Chris There was a bit of a skirmish with the tower.”
So the entire military camp knows about their fight, am I the only one who is still in the dark...
"Yeah." Griffith snorted dissatisfied.
Sonia chatted with her knight for a while, finished talking about her thoughts, and finally let go of one thing on her mind. She was about to go out when she suddenly saw Alyosha sneaking towards this side...
"Quick, hide me!"
"No, you can go out through the front door!"
"It's so late, others will misunderstand! Griffith, please!" Sonia blushed and grabbed Griffith's arm and started acting coquettishly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the Countess hurriedly tried to hide under the bed.
"No!" Griffith hurriedly stopped.
"So, wardrobe!"
Lanzada's heart was in her throat in the closet. If someone sees me hiding in the closet of an older male officer late at night, ah, this... I'll die!
Griffith held down the running Sonia, hid her under the table, told her to be quiet, and then covered her up with the tablecloth.
well? ! Lansada, who was hiding in the closet, suddenly noticed something, tried to recall it, and suddenly realized something. She carefully leaned over the gap in the closet and took a look under the bed and behind the bookshelf. It was so dark there that nothing could be seen.
"Griffith, you are such a sinful meow!" Alyosha whispered as she entered the door, "meow will tell you a secret, meow saw Miss Galadia and Krista fighting!"
"..."
It's no secret. Griffith covered his face with his hands. How many people are watching your fight?
As soon as Alyosha started talking, there was a noise outside the door.
Uruk, Alea, and Kallen rushed toward the house while arguing and shoving.
"Hide meow quickly! Everyone is going to misunderstand meow!" Alyosha seemed to be about to get under the table as if her hair was fried.
Griffith stopped her. Alyosha rushed to the bottom of the bed, the bookcase and the wardrobe again... but was pulled back. In desperation, Miss Druid turned into a big cat and quickly ran up the rafters to hide.
…
After a night's rest, the morale and condition of the army have recovered a lot. The cavalry squadron sent out its best men to conduct reconnaissance and report back on nearby battle conditions.
"Hey, have you heard about it?" Paxiu asked quietly, riding on his horse, after leaving the town, tapping Desai's shoulder.
"What did you hear?" Desai shook his head warily, his eyes full of loyalty, "No, I didn't hear anything!"
"Miss Sonia hurt her arm." Paxiu said with concern and concern.
"What!?"
"Alyosha fell from the rafters of the captain's roof," Pahio whispered.
"What's Alyosha doing on the captain's rafter?" Desai asked quickly, "Wait a minute, what does this have to do with the countess?"
"The countess was under the table, and Alyosha broke the table, and the countess hurt her arm."
"Why is the Countess under the table?"
"This, we don't know."
