"William didn't write a letter either."

Countess Elena de la Mole looked out the window at the bright red sunset, tapped the thick report, and complained softly.

William is not here, and Sonia and Griffith have also gone off to war. This big house is really empty. I am the only one left in the family. It’s so lonely... Oh, wait a minute, Griffith isn’t here yet. Did I miss it?

Who?

The countess thought carefully for a while and realized that she had left out her eldest son, Nolan.

Don't blame me, don't blame me, who made him play with his friends from morning to night and not go home! The countess stuck out her tongue a little, and prepared a divination ceremony on the silver plate at hand without any expectations.

While waiting for the result, she rang the bell.

Mr. Ashford immediately came in with several servants. The countess said to them:

"Please tell me more about the latest situation on the front line."

This period is full of bad news. The social world is gloomy.

The great nobleman Duke Hermann Meyer defected, and his territory has become an independent principality under the protection of the clan alliance. This is ridiculous and incredible. The Beyeland army lost nearly half of its strength during the flanking attack, and Teutoburg was surrounded

, the remaining troops almost lost their combat effectiveness. With the defeat of the Teutonic cluster, other border guards deployed on the border also retreated, and large areas fell into the hands of the enemy.

The disastrous defeat was like a disease, spreading from the Neck to the interior of the Odessa region. The refugees abandoned their homes and fled south, lacking food and clothing, and blocking the roads for retreat and counterattack.

Beyeland and Odessa blamed each other, and both believed that the other party should bear the main responsibility for the current situation.

There is a risk of total collapse of the Odessa front!

The Church of the Gods, headed by the Holy Light Holy See, is absorbing believers at an unprecedented rate...

The steward of the Earl's Mansion took out the notepad from his waist, clamped the lenses on his eyes, and flipped through it: "Madam, it's a pity that today's battle report has not been received yet. The Earl's actions have not been made public; the troops of Governor Manggulus are in the process of

The left wing that is outflanking the Teutonic cluster will encounter the young lady's troops. The girl from Anjou is also with the young lady.

"My lady's army is composed of defeated troops in pieces. She has the support of the Urenas family, but there are no senior officers or other high-ranking nobles. The current actual commander of the army is Griffith."

"Pay attention to the prince's movements. I want to know what he eats every day, how long he sleeps, and what he is thinking about," the countess said. Suddenly, she stopped and made a quiet gesture with her finger, "Wait a minute, what's the sound?"

"

Like the sound of bells, mixed with the sound of salutes, coming from the direction of the Senate. The first salute resounded throughout the city, reminding citizens that an important event had occurred, followed by the second.

"It's a salute from the Senate, ma'am," Mr. Ashford pricked up his ears. "Two blasts are a sign of martial law for the whole city."

Elena immediately tapped the crystal on the table: "Echo hub, connected to the Senate."

At this time, the third salute sounded. The expressions of Mr. Ashford and the servants suddenly brightened. Then, the Senate's communiqué came from the echo crystal:

"Central News Agency, Bayerland News Agency, the following is the immediate communique of the Senate:

"On October 27, the brave and fearless Bayerland army achieved a brilliant victory in Berimion. After today's fierce battle during the day, the Bloodaxe Warlord Mangrus and the troops under his command were defeated.

It was a complete failure.

"The brutal orc butcher died in the rebel army. His army was resolutely pursued by our army. He was either killed or drowned in the river!

"More than eight thousand enemies were destroyed and captured."

After hearing the announcement from the Senate, the countess breathed a long sigh of relief. She nodded to the servants, and after they left, she contacted a high-status friend.

"Mrs. Modres, good evening, I am Elena, and I would like to express my warmest congratulations to the General and his victory... Well, Sonia only made some small contributions.

"Yes, yes, this is what I urgently want to know. My daughter is on the front line. I am really worried. Please tell me in detail!"

At this moment, the countess caught a glimpse of her fortune telling board out of the corner of her eye.

The confusing information since the beginning of the war is becoming clear, and divination has given results for the first time. The mercury outlines a row of complicated patterns.

Elena happily examined the omens on the silver plate and talked absentmindedly to the general's wife. After a while, she realized that she did not understand what the divination was saying.

She considers herself to be a good occult scholar, but she can only understand sporadic fragments of omens. Among a large number of incomprehensible patterns, only a small fragment can be identified.

"Mysterious, enhanced".

…

Griffith felt like vomiting.

There were no longer any organized enemy troops on the battlefield. The cavalry troops dropped their breastplates and began to chase the fleeing enemies.

Many troops from the clan alliance ran wildly towards the east. Corpses chopped down by light cavalry were strewn across the fields. Countless warriors could no longer run and simply threw away their weapons and lay on the ground waiting to die.

By dusk, Beyelan's army killed more than 2,500 clan alliance troops in the battles at Stone Bridge and at the foot of the mountain, and captured nearly 3,000 prisoners. Including the ferry and Kazika Village a few days ago

In the battle, the Tierne Front lost a quarter of its troops under Griffith alone. The general and a large number of officers were either killed or taken prisoner.

Groups of prisoners captured from various places were driven back across the stone bridge. The collected weapons, baggage and carriages were piled up like mountains.

News of the victory is being conveyed to the Teutonic Centralized Command and the Senate as quickly as possible.

The entire army was cheering for Griffith. The members of the auxiliary corps who had just suffered a huge defeat a few days ago were in a state of extreme excitement. Even Alyosha, who had nothing to do with this war, was jumping up and down.

Different voices repeated the same title, paying tribute to the commander and leader of this decisive battle.

"Eagle of Berimion!"

"Long live the Eagle of Berimion!"

Waves of cheers surged like waves. But Griffith felt very uncomfortable for some reason. He was dizzy, with acid in his stomach and a bitter taste in his mouth. He wanted Sonia to accept the cheers of the army, but the Countess and Galardi

Ya was immersed in the hazy joy of being drunk, and her voice was hoarse. She didn't listen to his opinion at all. Instead, she pressed him on the saddle and asked him to patrol the battlefield like the famous general in the story.

Severe discomfort spread throughout Griffith's body, and he found it difficult to even move his fingers.

"Geffy, what's wrong with you?" Krista noticed his discomfort and asked softly. Amidst the cheers dedicated to Griffith, she seemed to have completely got rid of her identity as a saint, relaxed and comfortable

, the beautiful smile eclipses the sunset.

Griffith was almost lying on the horse's back. He couldn't straighten his back, and he didn't know how to explain to everyone that there was something wrong with his body. He could only touch his feet.

"The enemy, the enemy shot my toe, it really hurts."

"Yeah." Krista took off the iron gauntlet, hit his fist with the healing power and punched him. The divine healing extended along the spinal cord and meridians, and Griffith experienced being healed for the first time in his life.

The feeling of explosion.

He vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, scaring Krista and the people around him so much that they took two steps back. The girl looked at her fists and found it incomprehensible, so she gave him two more blows.

Griffith, who had vomited blood, felt better for some reason. He wiped the corners of his mouth, straightened up, and accepted the cheers of the soldiers.

When he raised Hanguang high, all the artillery of the 603 Test Squadron fired at the same time, and the rumble of cannons and waves of cheers swept across the entire battlefield.

Griffith was surrounded by cheers from mountains and tsunamis. At this time, he seemed to have become the center of the world. With his army, he could have the power to change the world.

He vaguely heard the sound of the door opening, and the surging spiritual energy surged towards him, making him stronger every second.

Griffith was shocked by his own power and gained astonishing occult knowledge. Then, he saw the phantoms of four knights approaching. The knights galloped on horseback. With their iron hooves, horrific disasters descended, and the heaven and earth were destroyed.

Everything is out of balance, the sun and the moon change color, and then the world collapses.

Griffith witnessed the astonishing vision, his eyes darkened, and he fell off his horse.

…

Violent reverberations pounded the brain, and close but incomprehensible murmurs lingered in the ears.

who I am?

I tried to open my eyes and saw an elegantly decorated bedroom with white sheets and soft bedding. A girl was lying on the bedside, her head buried in her white arms, her light blond hair hanging down. She was sitting on a chair next to the bed.

, wearing a light blue dress, the rounded curves of her chest and slender waist are pleasing to the eye. One hand moved the ends of her hanging hair, making the girl move. Well, this is my hand...

where am I?

The field of vision became clearer. There were newspapers scattered on the small table beside the bed. The big title read "The heroic prince and the indestructible army march towards the neck." There was a small velvet box next to the newspaper, and Yu Yu was placed in it.

A shining medal. Next to the medal is a letter, the lacquer seal has been opened, and there is a long list of titles written on the letter:

"To His Excellency Knight Griffith Dravennell, Knight of the Order of the Eagle with Silver Oak Leaves and Two Swords, Eagle of Berimion, Captain of the Assault Squadron 2nd Class:

"The investiture and canonization ceremony is scheduled to take place... Your Excellency can choose the fiefdom or annuity in Verona... Count Larmore will host a celebration banquet for you in Beyeland, and your leave will begin on the date of receipt of this letter...

"

Oh, I have a headache. Griffith rubbed his eyes and pinched himself to make sure he was not dreaming. After realizing that he did not wake up from his dream, he tried to sit up and pinched himself again.

What am I doing?

The noisy murmurs in his brain gradually subsided. Griffith once again came into contact with a power he had never experienced before and a lot of occult knowledge. Huge information poured into his brain and he was put down on the bed again with huge shock.

Griffith lay humming for a while, and finally calmed down again. He struggled to get up again, flipping through a stack of newspapers on the table to familiarize himself with the situation.

The front page headlines of this stack of newspapers are very interesting. The newspapers I just saw were from before the war started, printed and distributed locally by the Odessa newspaper. As the battle progressed, the headlines became more and more terrifying.

"Betrayal, shameless betrayal! Meyer, who is as shameless as the goblins, betrayed us!"

"When the army moves into Firestone Town, everything will be fine."

"Our army was annihilated at Firestone. Commodus, give us back the 2nd Odessa Auxiliary Corps!"

Some newspapers were carefully cut out and glued to the notepad, with comments in beautiful handwriting next to them. It looked like they were made by Sonia.

It is not difficult to find from the newspapers these days that after hearing the news that the army was defeated and the orcs invaded the mainland, an atmosphere of panic filled Odessa. Most people did not expect that the defeat would be so sudden and fast. Soon,
To be continued...