Griffith's speech strengthened the confidence of the Confederate legislators. In other words, the MPs did not dare to disobey the will of the Supreme Being.
The already shaken Confederate leadership no longer hesitated and prepared to attack Jinge with all their strength as planned and to send reinforcements while besieging the city. This will inevitably mobilize Beyelan's large number of mobile troops and Beyonders.
If Aaron is also deployed to the Sebasto battlefield, Griffith and Erza will be greatly facilitated in attacking Commodus in the south. When they take down Commodus and turn around, they will gain an advantage over the Arcane Council in terms of power on the mysterious side.
If Aaron did not come, Beyelan's attention would also be drawn to the decisive battle of Sebasto, and he would not be able to provide the Children of Prophecy with a strong army and Beyonders. Griffith and Erza can still gain a greater advantage.
Therefore, it is extremely strategically advantageous for Roland and Griffith to perform tasks in two directions at the same time.
"The decisive battle..."
Roland personally sent Griffith away and came to the deserted garden. He kicked stones and walked aimlessly. After a while, this great brave man said:
"If I encounter anything in the war,
"You have to help me take care of Tidwigi."
"Of course it should be." Griffith nodded.
"The care I'm talking about is not that kind of..." Seeing that he agreed so simply, Roland quickly added.
"Please don't judge others by yourself!" Griffith growled, "Besides, why do people need me to take care of them?"
Roland laughed twice and swallowed the somewhat shameful words:
"Don't be careless, my friend,
"We have indeed taken some initiative, but the enemy's power is unfathomable. If it hadn't been for the opening of the Chosen One's Sacrifice, we should have made more preparations to increase the power of industry and reality."
Griffith shook his head: "The change of the world has come. The power of industry has brought amazing wealth to wizards and nobles, and also strengthened their enemies.
"The day when conflicts broke out was not based on our will."
"But it can be manipulated!"
"Tell me more specifically?"
Roland lowered his voice, as if there were sneaky enemies hidden in the leaves and buds:
"Neferti was sent to Canaan, to Miss Valannoyin."
Griffith was startled. He had not been notified and thought that Neferty was still under the surveillance of Homemon Watts.
"Why?"
"The details are yet to be ascertained, but the Canaanite side has exerted great pressure. If Bijran wants their support in the coming war, it must accept a series of conditions, and Neferti is one of them."
Naila's battle and capture were full of doubts. He simply walked to the door by himself, challenged Galadia recklessly, and of course did not run away in the end... Many conjectures flashed through Griffith's mind, but , cannot be determined.
"I'll do some research when I go to Canaan," Griffith said. "What else do you know?"
Roland didn't speak, just looked up at the sky.
Saying some things will attract attention.
"Griffith, have you read my Death Note?"
"very interesting."
"Well, a long time ago, an old friend told me that certain beings have experienced physical destruction, and their knowledge of self-consciousness transfer and concealment is much stronger and richer than ours. What seems to be clever stealth is actually He has been targeted for a long time and has been arranged from the beginning.”
Roland spoke slowly, looking at Griffith, and then quickly looking away: "If something happens beyond our knowledge, it is absolutely possible.
"Griffith, if in the end, you find that your struggles and battles are all a dream, like a little person dancing in a music box, just walking on a destined track to the end.
"Our destiny has already ended elsewhere. Every romance and every excitement is just wandering in the endless dark wilderness. When that time comes, you will still..."
"What happened?" Griffith asked.
"Ugh, it's nothing," the legendary warrior muttered to himself, "It's just, well, it's nothing..."
"Roland," Griffith patted the hesitant hero on the shoulder, "tell me."
"It's really nothing, um, um - well, actually... it's just that Tidwig came to see me."
"Didn't she come to you often?" Griffith followed closely. "Did she say something dangerous, or was it a sign?"
"None of them~" Roland shook his head.
This brave man with majestic appearance and extraordinary spirit is like a little boy who has received chocolates from the girl he likes:
"We just drank some wine, chatted, sat together, you know... we talked about the first time we met, the ordinary me and the beautiful her, it was as incredible as the story.
"You know, after a certain age, people tend to get sentimental."
"She advised you to abandon the Confederacy and leave with her," Griffith said clearly. "You refused, but you were a little tempted."
"Oh, how did you know!" Roland yelled, "I did refuse. But, I'm also a little tempted."
"This is all up to you," Griffith smiled slightly. "You have to explain yourself and others.
"Finding your own direction amidst the confusion of temptations and hesitations is the responsibility of you, the great Roland, as a mature man!"
The war knight held his friend's hand tightly:
"You can leave at any time, my friend. You have the right to withdraw from this war and choose your own life. No one can question your courage!
"Hold your chest high, my friend, and hold your head high no matter what you choose. Because this is your consciousness.
"Only with awareness can we carve out a way forward in this dark wilderness!"
…
To reach Canaan from Sebasto you need to pass through multiple secret channels to hide your traces as much as possible.
With the help of Roland, the heavily armed Griffith sneaked into the edge of Canaan alone. Confederate agents would help him pass through the dense birch and maple forests outside the city and through the dark swamp. Many of the half-elves and humans in the city were informants for the Confederacy, and the sewers extending in all directions allowed him to go anywhere.
He was like a dexterous cat groping in the dark. His command helmet and powerful spirituality allowed him to be aware of all the subtle movements around him.
Following the map, Griffith soon arrived at the connection point, an abandoned sewer leading to the Tierne River. Thousands of years of construction, renovation and abandonment have left this holy city with many roads forgotten in cobwebs and dust.
In the Holy City at night, the distant gilded white walls are dyed blue, as mysterious and distant as shadows.
The underground magic energy network spread throughout Canaan transmits magic power to every corner of the city. The blue light mist is a diffraction phenomenon caused by the interaction between diffuse energy and particles in the air.
Griffith sniffed, and there was an extremely unpleasant smell in the air. The diffused magic energy has actually spread to the edge of the forest...
He waited in the darkness for a while, but the responding agent didn't show up. Only the deserted, dead sewer opened its black mouth, making a hissing sound and spitting out black water.
The weird smell, like claws, crawled from the ankles to the neck, making people's scalp numb and cold sweat breaking out.
Something seems to be floating on the gurgling water...
Griffith took a few steps forward, carefully picked it up with a branch, and looked at it carefully.
This is a large brown skin bag with undulating folds, bumps and gaps, which is clearly a human mouth, ears and nose.
This is a piece of shriveled human skin.
