It's like a dream on the 12th anniversary

Chapter 12th Anniversary

The war is boundless and the war is endless.

In a blink of an eye, the war between the two major groups of the Alliance and the Alliance has been fighting for more than three months. In the early series of battles, both sides won and lost, so the front line also showed a staggering momentum, constantly stretching and extending.

Now war is the only topic in the entire continental nation-state.

The long southern border of the Dro Empire became the main front of the war. The terrain here is complex and it is also a place of access. In addition, in the past few decades, it has been a must-pass path for trade and transportation. Therefore, it is a large population and scattered towns. It is a very prosperous and fertile land. Naturally, it has now become a place where two major groups must compete for in-depth land.

Now this place is completely different. The commanders of the two major groups attach great importance to the vast territory of military use. Both sides have invested heavily, carefully exploring each other's intentions, and at the same time, they have tried their best to strengthen the towns and even villages in the area and turn them into fortresses that can be held. The prosperous and fertile southern towns have become heavy troops and impregnable military fortresses in just a few months.

On this thousand-mile front, the competition for every village and town, and the change of hands of every fortress will be at the cost of the lives of hundreds of warriors. The intention of the Holy Hui Alliance is very obvious. They intend to hold the main force of the Holy Merit in the dull and cruel position war, and slowly crush the vitality of the Holy Merit like a meat grinder. After all, the cavalry of the Aslofik Empire is famous all over the world. Even the Principality of Bavaria has an elite knight, but they still have no confidence in solving their opponents in a large-scale cavalry decisive battle.

The infantry of the Dro Empire is also very famous. Although Emperor Dro Empire is old and stupid, this does not prevent the empire from producing one or two generals with outstanding abilities. The two legions of the Aslofik Empire's Tides and Sea God are also familiar with positional warfare. Therefore, on the main fronts, the two groups are hard to solve. As time goes by, there are more and more fortresses on the front and become stronger.

Since the battle situation in the main struggle direction is in a stalemate, the eyes of both sides naturally extend to both sides of the front line. Most of the small countries there are sandwiched between the two major groups. In terms of attitudes towards these small countries, neither the Shenghui Alliance nor the Sacred Alliance is different. The two major groups either threaten and intimidate, or directly send troops to occupy it. In just a few months, except for a very small number of countries in remote locations and overseas islands abroad. All countries on the mainland have been forcibly divided into camps and tied up the chariots of the two major groups.

War is everywhere.

The tangible front can stop the steps of ordinary warriors, but cannot stop the elusive strong men. These strong men can quietly mingle into the enemy's important areas, destroy or assassinate. If the time is right, they can even play a role that cannot be achieved by an army. But now the two major war groups are full of strong people, even the Holy Land powerhouses. It is very dangerous to go deep into the enemy's territory.

Against the backdrop of war, the three major industries of Thieves Guild, Killer Group and Mercenary began to become popular, but although these dark world organizations are powerful, they are obviously unable to compare with the two major war groups. Therefore, under the crisis of survival, many organizations had to join one of the two major camps.

In the chaos, there are also independent organizations. All of these dark world organizations have tentacles throughout every corner of the continent. There is no way to do such organizations, even the Holy Alliance and the Holy Lightning Alliance. After the war started, there are only five or six Dark World organizations that can maintain independent Dark World. Among these organizations, the Dark Night Dancers firmly occupy the kingship of the Dark World, while the new shadow relies on fierce and ruthless means to abdicate many small guilds and killer groups, and the scale has expanded rapidly, and it is vaguely challenging the Dark Night Dancer's Dark Throne.

Generally speaking, people with great power like troubled times, and they like war even more. Because in the era of war, they can do many things that they cannot do in normal times in the name of victory. However, there are also those who do not like this war, that is the magician.

Because the power controlled by the magician is too terrifying, both groups strictly monitor the magicians within their control and arrest them immediately as soon as they are discovered. All magicians, even just a magician, must make a choice, either join the war or wait for death in the prison. On one side is glory, power, beauty, and on the other side is hunger and black prison. Almost any rational magician knows how to choose.

In this war, there is another special group of suffering, that is, the believers of the Church of Light.

Since the beginning of the war, Pope Rog of the Holy Church fully demonstrated his ruthless side. With the support of the powerful church with force, Rog of the religion pushed religious persecution to a new peak. In a short period of time, the Holy Church built hundreds of churches and temples of all sizes within the control of the Holy Allies. The main function of these churches is to persecute the original believers of the Church of Light and force them to change their faith. Therefore, in each major diocese, a separate Inquisition will be set up to expose those confirmed or suspicious churches of Light.

The Holy Church has developed so quickly. A trainee pastor three months ago is now likely to preside over a small church, and he even has the right to organize a small armed force to defend the church and fight against pagans.

A common clergy three months ago could serve in a medium-sized city. The middle-level clergy in those churches also became very scarce. At least now, there are hundreds of parishes of all sizes within the scope of the Holy Contract, which is more than the sum of the middle-level clergy!

Nowadays, a young clergy often brings three or five entourages to the new district, occupying a large house at will, hanging the emblem of the Holy Church at the door, and placing the statue of the goddess who was roughly crafted due to emergency work in the hall, and a church in an area can be opened.

With such rapid expansion, the faculty members on the presidency must be of varying quality. But standing high above the gallows of Oshinia made them afraid to act too chaotic, and they dare not tamper with the issue of faith.

Pope Rog hid half of the time in Oshinia's Ice Wind Temple. The other half of the time was patrolling in various dioceses. In each diocese, there was a necessary program, which was judgment. Most of the believers of the Light Church who were hung on the gallows were unwilling to change their faith, but occasionally there would be dereliction of duty and sacred church members floating on the gallows.

Under Rogue's promotion, the Holy Allies declared the Church of Light illegal, and all believers in the Church of Light must change their faith within a limited time, otherwise they will be subject to a series of taxation and military service punishment measures.

Roger still seemed to feel that the raging fire of religious persecution was not fierce enough. Therefore, he added a lot of dry firewood to it.

"There is no need for mercy to those who are enemies of God. They have stole the world that originally belonged to the goddess believers. Their greed is endless. They should be punished! Everything they hold in their hands should belong to you, the devout believers of the great Odereh." At an open religious ceremony, Roger said to the tens of thousands of gathered believers.

His speech was quickly misinterpreted intentionally or unintentionally. The crazy and ulterior motives of the Holy Church began to persecute the believers of the Light Church. At the same time, the noble bureaucrats of all countries also took the opportunity to cleanse their political enemies. For a time, on the vast land of the holy agreement. As long as they are accused of believers of the Light Church, the whole family will have their lives to worry about. Therefore, even if it is just to protect the safety of their family, these civilians living at the bottom must try their best to prove their faith position, prove that they are not believers of the Light Church, or have turned to believe in goddesses.

Every morning, Roger would take half an hour to review reports from various places on the extension of believers and the believers of the Church of Light who applied for hanging.

The number of gallows needed is increasing, and finally one day. Even Robertsky, who was responsible for sorting out these reports, couldn't stand it anymore and advised Roger carefully: "Mr. Roger, are we killed too many people? In the current war, if public anger arouses public anger, it will be unfavorable to the future situation!"

Roger put down the report in his hand and asked, "Do you think the real reason for promoting this war? Do you say that all the monarchs of human powers are crazy?" Wukou Novel Network does not skip words.

Robertsky quickly passed all the reasons for the war to take place in his heart.   Civil War? Monarchy battles? Religious opposition? Among all the reasons.                                          �

Roger looked at Robsky, as if seeing through his thoughts, and smiled and said, "This war has brought almost all human countries into it. If it were just for territory and population, even the big ambitious people would not be so crazy. The real driving force of this war is a war between two different beliefs. Faith is a very wonderful thing. A religious person with devout faith can ignore all the difficulties and obstacles in the world. They cannot buy it and will never surrender. Besides killing, can there be a better way to deal with them?"

"But forcing believers to change their faith seems to have little significance to the situation of war. Lord Roger. Now the tough approaches to the church in various places have rebounded a lot." Robertsky said.

Roger pondered for a moment. He said, "We will kill one of those guys who are still maintaining the Church of Light. We would rather kill one of them. We would rather kill the wrong ones. We should not let them go. But what you said makes some sense... If you do this, you should inform Mora and let her watch and pick out some of the most corrupt people in the church and kill them, so that the rest of them should know to restrain themselves."

"Yes, Lord Roger." Robertsky exited the study with the approved documents. He didn't understand why he had to kill all the believers of the Church of Light, and even wanted to risk the great danger of civil rebellion. This was a war period. Once those small marginal countries turned against each other, they could not be said to be a trivial matter.

Robertsky left worriedly.

“What an art!”

In Lille's royal city, Catherine was slim and exclaiming while flipping through a thick report in her hand. Her elegant smile and sincere joy also gave her perfect face a faint glory.

In front of her unusually large office desk, Franco was sitting upright in the chair. He was wearing a dark black dress with gold patterns, and was decorated with a little lace just right. He added elegance but not vulgarity. He was meticulous from his expression to his clothes, without saying a word, quietly waiting for Catherine's instructions.

At this time, Franco was over thirty years old, and there were traces of time on his forehead and the corners of his eyes. His face was still handsome, and the smile on his face remained unchanged for many years. However, because of the excessive blood staining on his hands, there was no warm feeling in his eyes. Some were just coldness and indifference.

In just a few minutes, Catherine finished reading the report. She pushed the report forward. She said to Franco: "Come and take a look. Your past friend Rogge is now a big man. He is frighteningly clever in creating chaos, arousing public hatred and opposition, and persecuting Yiye. Even if I sit in his position, it is impossible for me to expand the Holy Church faster. And he can always control the hatred and dissatisfaction of the people on the brink of the outbreak so that the situation will not be out of control. By the way, I heard that his magic is also good. It seems that he is already at the level of a great magician. It is really rare!"

Franco took the report, read it at a very fast speed, put it back, and replied respectfully: "He is indeed very powerful, I feel ashamed of myself."

Catherine picked up another report and read it quickly, saying, "You are very good too. In some aspects, you are not worse than Roger. He can be today. In fact, luck accounts for a big factor. If you can sit in his current position, you can definitely do something."

Franco was indifferent to Catherine's praise and said, "I am just a loyal dog in front of you now and have no interest in a higher position."

"Are you a loyal dog?" Wukou Novel Network does not jump. Catherine smiled and said, "Even if it is a loyal dog, when the power of the owner is not enough to suppress it, it may bite the owner. But don't worry, since your master is me, you will never encounter such an opportunity that will make your entire family irreversible."

"Thank you for your kindness." Franco stood up and bowed.

Catherine returned to the report in her hand, waved to Franco, and said, "You go back and prepare, we will go to the front line tomorrow to visit the soldiers who have worked hard to fight."

Franco was a little confused.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           �

Go to the front line at this time?

However, he knew that Catherine had always been unfathomable and had a purpose in every step. So he didn't ask much, and silently left the room and went back to prepare by himself.

At this time, thousands of miles away, hundreds of fully armed knights were guarding several carriages, moving rapidly under the moonlight. In the carriage, Roger was closing his eyes to rest, while Froya was curled up on his lap and slept deeply.

A horn suddenly sounded outside the car, and then the entire convoy stopped. The pretty face of the Bauhinia Butterfly appeared at the window and whispered: "Sir Roger, someone is lying in front of you."

Roger's eyes were not open and he said lightly: "Kill them all."

"Yes!" The Bauhinia Butterfly took the order and issued a series of orders. Half of the hundred Ice Palace warriors dismounted, replaced with light shields and heavy axes, and the other half immediately loaded steel arrows on the heavy crossbow. Several mages walked out of the carriage behind and climbed onto the roof. In an instant, these knights were ready to fight. The speed and neat movements were amazing.

As if it was sensed, Roger's eyes suddenly opened, he gently placed Froya on the thick cushion and stood up.

Fuluya was sleepy and said in a daze: "Fatty, where are you going? Is anyone going to sneak attack us? I don't feel that there are powerful guys, just let them kill them." After muttering intermittently, she fell asleep again.

Roger turned around and carefully straightened the brocade quilt on Froya's body, covered it, then picked up a huge magic scroll in the carriage and walked out of the carriage.

"Master Rogge, you..." Seeing Rogge get off the carriage, the Bauhinia Butterfly was slightly stunned.

"There is one of the people who are lying in ambush, so I'll help you. Attack with all your might, fight quickly, don't waste time on the road." Roger gave the instructions concisely.

The road is flat around here, and there are grasslands more than one meter high on both sides of the road. The people who dare to ambush the ground under such terrain are all thieves or killers who are good at hiding. Seeing Roger's convoy stopping, they also set up a battle-ready stance. The ambushers immediately knew that their whereabouts had been discovered, so they shouted one after another. Dozens of killers surrounded the convoy under the cover of grass and night, and came to the convoy to cover the ground.

The battle was short and intense.

These thieves and killers who provide services to the Holy Ray Alliance obviously do not know the origin of this convoy. They are large in number and have outstanding skills. There is indeed reason to launch a strong attack on a 100 knights' escort chariot. It's a pity that they met were not ordinary knights, but a hundred high-level Ice Temple warriors. The thin defense of the thieves and killers seemed so fragile in front of the powerful force of the Ice Temple warriors. They were vulnerable, and the shooting of close-range heavy crossbows was not something they could dodge. They were holding either long short swords or daggers. The thin and sharp blade edges were almost useless in front of the heavy armored shield of the Ice Temple warriors. Moreover, the personal force and melee cooperation of the Ice Temple warriors far exceeded the expectations of these killers, so as soon as the battle began, the sneak attackers suffered heavy losses.

At the most intense battle, Roger unfolded the magic scroll in his hand. At this moment, a faint figure suddenly jumped out from the deep grass beside the road, and rushed towards Roger silently at an extremely fast speed. The instantly increased murderous aura even changed the color of several high-level Ice Palace warriors, and subconsciously took a step back, thus giving the killer a path to Roger's side!

The sudden change did not alarm Roger at all. He still looked at the scroll with a calm face, as if he was chanting the activated spell in his mouth.

Buzz! A dark blue dagger sounded in the killer's hand, as if excited about the blood that was about to be drunk.

Buzz! The magic scroll in Roger's hand also trembled gently. A small mouth suddenly opened towards the end of the killer. A short featherless arrow as thin as a sharp needle flew out like lightning, instantly sank into the killer's chest and flew out from her back. The speed did not slow down at all, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared into the vast night.

With a plop, the killer fell heavily at Roger's feet, and her hands and feet twitched involuntarily.

Although the trauma caused by the short arrow is severe, it is not enough to be fatal. However, the huge poison applied to the arrow has instantly disintegrated the killer's vitality.

She struggled to support her upper body, raised her head, and just met Rog's gaze.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   �

Roger's arrow just now had no sign of warning, and the time angle of the shooting was not bad at all. She couldn't even dodge the barrier. Just from the timing of the arrow, you can know that Roger wanted to kill her was just a slight effort. What's more, how could she think that there would be such a mechanism hidden in the magic scroll that would be destroyed once?

"You... are so awesome. But... you still have to use this method. I refuse to... kill me with real skills?" The killer said with difficulty.

"To save trouble."

Roger threw down this sentence and stepped onto the carriage. The convoy started again and galloped towards Oshinia.

The killer kept looking up. He had already stopped breathing, and her eyes, which were still open, were dyed blue by the poison in her body. Accompanying her were dozens of companions' fragmented bodies.

There are many thieves and killers like her who are employed by one of them and are in the territory of the other, waiting for opportunities to attack and destroy. These organizations often act in groups, one group of main attackers and one group of responders. However, the poison used by Roger's short arrow was from Froya, and the viciousness was far beyond ordinary poison. If the companion of the dead killer wanted to bury their bodies, as soon as they touched her body, they would die of poison.

In the early morning, Oshinia finally appeared in the morning light.

Roger's carriage drove directly to the main entrance of the Ice Wind Temple, and then stopped. Roger walked off the carriage and strode into the temple. Along the way, believers and clergy kept saluting him. Roger looked holy and nodded slightly, but his feet did not slow down at all. He walked into the back of the Great Temple surrounded by the Ice Temple warriors.

He walked rapidly in the back of the hall and finally walked into Mei's room. Mei was lying on the bed, sweating was constantly flowing on her face, and she would frown in pain at all times. Seeing Roger come in, she forced a smile, and then another painful ****.

"Mei, how do you feel?" Roger asked gently, holding her hand.

"It should... I'm about to give birth..." Mei gasped, and suddenly let out another painful ****.

The maid next to him saw it and stepped forward and said, "Niudi Pope, Miss Mei is about to give birth. Please avoid it first."

Roger nodded, walked out of the room, and waited in the outside room.

The fat man had to patrol several parishes in the south before he could return to Oshinia, but suddenly there was an urgent report that Mei was about to give birth, which surprised Roger. Because according to common sense, Mei was only five months pregnant at this moment, and it would take at least three months to be the normal delivery period. However, when he thought of the rare vitality of the little guy in Mei's belly, it seemed that it was normal to give birth early.

No matter what, Roger immediately ordered the convoy to turn around and head straight back to Oshinia.

Roger didn't wait long before he heard a baby cry from the room. His heart, which had become as cold as ice, couldn't help but stir slightly, which was his instinct for his flesh and blood. The fat man gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.

The maid handed a baby to Roger and smiled and said, "Dear Lord Roger, congratulations, you have a beautiful daughter."

"Daughter?" Roger was stunned. He clearly sensed that the child in Mei's belly was a boy, but why did he suddenly become a daughter when he was born?

He looked at the baby carefully and said, yes, this is a girl, and the girl's body is indeed his bloodline.

Quietly, the room suddenly fell into absolute darkness. The dark world was empty, only Roger and his little daughter in his arms.

But at this moment, the baby girl in Roger's arms had turned into a very beautiful little girl at some point. She was staring at Roger with a sneer on her lips.

Looking at the unparalleled little girl in her arms, Roger's hands trembled slightly.

Because the little girl's eyes were as clear as jade!

"Master Roger! Master Roger!" The calls brought Roger back to reality.

The surroundings light up again, and the little girl had disappeared. Roger was holding a newborn baby girl in his arms. She was beautiful and cute, and did not cry, but smiled sweetly at Roger.

Her eyes were crystal blue, but occasionally, a bright green flashed through them.
Chapter completed!