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The battle not long ago defeated the main force of the rebels and also killed a false god. The huge results gave Griffith a high probability of surpassing the third-level assault squadron captain and being directly promoted from the first-level assault squadron commander to the second-level assault squadron leader.

The captain of the assault brigade has a status equivalent to that of a lieutenant colonel in the National Defense Forces.

The flag captain is one level higher than the second-level assault captain. Considering that this is the rank of the Guards and is higher than the officers of the same level in the Wehrmacht, Griffith has already entered the ranks of Bayerland's senior officers.

Compared to Griffith's age, qualifications and achievements, a three-level promotion was excessive and inappropriate. Even with the blessing of the God's Hand, such a promotion would require the intervention of the Senate and the Arcane Council.

It is possible to pass, and there is no doubt that it is the result of Galadia's operation through Canaan's high-level officials——

Arm your war knights with the rank of banner captain and direct troops!

The 10th Verona Light Infantry Regiment can be known from its name. It is an auxiliary corps mainly composed of Verona soldiers and commanded by officer Beyeland. Its organization usually consists of 10 infantry battalions/groups and artillery squadrons.

Engineer squadron, light cavalry squadron, military police squadron and other auxiliary units, the combat strength can reach up to 7,000 people.

Since the auxiliary corps is not a direct line unit of the Senate, the 10th light infantry is much weaker than the permanent corps. The number of reinforced units such as cavalry and artillery is strictly limited, and the infantry is mostly made up of inexperienced recruits.

Such an army composed of Beyelan's allies does not have a general at the level of a corps commander. It only retains a small number of core troops during non-war times. When expanded during wartime, it may be split into many units under the deployment of General Beyeland.

Allocated to regular troops to form battle groups, they can even be deployed on the most dangerous battlefields.

However, it is just right for such an army to be placed under Griffith's command. It not only has a certain combat effectiveness, but also does not cause unresolvable physical obstacles in terms of personnel because it is particularly powerful.

Such a regular army has the establishment of Beyeland's army, with sufficient supplies and corresponding conveniences. Since Galadia can influence such high-level appointments, Griffith feels that he is likely to have substantial personnel and organization

and the right to make decisions on battles, and can appoint Rana and Medianmaea as officers of this force.

This promotion comes at the perfect time!

If operated properly, this army will play a great role in the next battle. Aaron's strength after growing up is indeed amazing, but with the demon-breaking characteristics of the War Knight and the cooperation of an entire army, it may not be impossible to restrain it.

We have to talk to Roland and ask for Professor Salorian's opinion about the movement and supplies of the army... If Canaan is not able to provide support, they should ask Miss Mirantis, Sonia and Alandel to help...

Griffith was very satisfied and even began to daydream about the organization and coordination of the infantry, cavalry and artillery of his directly subordinate troops.

"You must thank me properly later~" Galadia noticed that Griffith was distracted, and quickly suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, pushed his elbow under the table, and reminded in a low voice, "Your Excellency, flag captain, please

Give a speech about your promotion."

Griffith immediately sat upright, collected his thoughts, and looked at everyone present:

“The Senate is not stingy in rewarding the brave men who fight for it,

"Who do they want me to deal with?"

Berthier shook his wine glass and murmured: "Bayeran is losing the territory of Verona. There are rumors that the Confederacy is planning to launch a full-scale offensive from several provinces. The Senate needs new troops to fight against the threat of the rebels, at least

Save the prosperous towns on Verona's eastern coast. As a reward, the gentlemen who fight here will receive their own territory."

"That's great, we can all have our own manors!" Everyone responded in unison.

Lana pounded the table excitedly: "Griffith, our God's Hand, you will be the commander-in-chief. We are the Guards of the Senate and have a glorious tradition."

"What kind of tradition is this?" Fiona looked at her Shutoral and felt that something didn't sound right about this.

Lana was speechless for a moment, and others shouted:

"Loyalty, of course it is loyalty!"

Ophelia calmly glanced at her companions and asked:

"So, what if the Senate issues some kind of order?"

The noisy banquet fell silent.

Griffith tapped the table:

"Who is our enemy and who is our friend? This is the primary question in war.

"The residents of Verona, Sevastro, Odessa and other provinces are our compatriots and neighbors.

"When this civil war is over, we will restore old ties with the locals and do business with them.

"Atrocious war crimes must be stopped."

Griffith's speech set the tone.

The ensuing war is not only a civil war in the real world, but also a more critical confrontation of the Hand of God. The winner will receive a miracle. Before the real war can decide the winner, the battle for the wishing device may come to an end.

Certainly.

A miracle will end all troubles, but what kind of miracle it is is still unknown.

Griffiths reckons with strategy and politics -

The identity of the Hand of God complicates all issues.

The final stage of the Rite of the Chosen One will summon the wishing device that will change the world, and the conflict will no longer be limited to the war between the Senate and the Confederacy.

I am Griffith, the knight of Beyeland, and the "Blood Lord" of the Confederacy. With this mask, I have room for layout and compromise, and I can wait and see how the situation develops... Even if the loyalty and friendship of the people of Verona are short-lived

Time is difficult to obtain. Roland and the Confederacy can also help provide a stable rear and form an alliance against the wizards and the Senate...

There are many unresolved questions, and the alien gods from the virtual realm are pressing closer and closer, and his overloaded thinking has exceeded his cognitive scope.

Griffith couldn't help but feel a little tired as he thought about these problems. His eyes stayed on the dining table and fell into a brief distraction.

Looking at the roses he had just picked on the dining table, he seemed to be hallucinating. The delicate flowers were pleasing to the eye, and exuberant vitality overflowed from the vase, and there were even buds blooming among the complicated branches and leaves.

They are still so vibrant after being picked. Is this the rose of Verona? It is indeed well-deserved. But... there don't seem to be such bouquets in other vases. Is it because I am treated differently as a lord?

With his mind empty, Griffith was a little surprised and wondered if his common sense had gone awry again. He stared at this extraordinary plant and cracked open an egg.

The food in Verona is very unique. The locals will soak eggs that are about to hatch in alcohol to make a unique dish. Many people are afraid of this dish, but some people think it is delicious.

Griffith's attention was focused on the beautiful bunch of roses, and his fingers suddenly tingled when he opened the pickled eggs. He lowered his head and took a look.

There was an eye in the broken eggshell staring at him. It was pale, desperate and ferocious.

"..."

this……

What is this?!!

The indescribable scene shocked Griffith's will and made him feel dizzy. When he came back to his senses and looked at the strange egg again, he found that the eyeball had turned into a pool of rotten pus.

Extraordinary, no, could it be an attack by the hand of God!

What kind of characteristic is this?!

The hair all over Griffith's body stood up. He reached out and grabbed the sword at his waist, and raised his head with a bang, just in time to meet Galadia's gaze. The elf was also looking at the egg, his face pale.

Like snow.

"No, I don't know..." Galadia was also stunned. She murmured and grabbed Griffith's hand under the table.

"boom--!"

Griffith heard a roar in the dark. It was not like thunder, but it seemed to be composed of extremely chaotic sounds, a cry that foreshadowed the change of madness. Even the wailing of tens of thousands of people on the battlefield was caused by this loud sound.

The sound seemed eclipsed.

The strange noise passed away in an instant, leaving an ominous echo slowly echoing deep in the soul.

A torrent of spiritual energy came one after another, washing away from the limbs and bones to the soul. Along with this sudden power, there was also a subversive uneasiness lingering and spinning.

The other extraordinary beings present did not seem to be affected. However, their spirits were also touched and they subconsciously listened carefully.

"I thought I heard something!"

Someone asked loudly, and there was a commotion outside the manor, with people running around shouting about thunderstorms and lightning. Then, a bright ball of light suddenly appeared in the banquet hall without warning.

Everyone jumped up. They drew their swords and raised their wands, only to see a group of elves slowly emerging from the storm. The leader of the elves had an extraordinary appearance, wearing a bright red robe studded with diamonds, and a layer of elves as clear as blue crystal.

A transparent invisible barrier surrounded him, as if he was surrounded by thick night. He ignored the knights and officers surrounding him, and only nodded slightly to Galadia:

"Good evening, Miss Villanoy,

"I am Tyrael Fourstar, the sword of the Senate, here to convey the will of Canaan.

"A few minutes ago, some of Byerland's wizards deprived Naira von Kwaimantha of her attributes. Their reckless actions led to the destruction of the Hand of God, without our prior consent, and the trajectory of the mysterious world has been changed.

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“The wise Canaanite senate declares—

"The road to the eternal land has been opened. The oracle of Iluvash tells us that Miss Galadia Valannoi is one of the two newly born radiant elves who will lead us to the eternal happiness.

place.

“Everything there, from the forest to the running water, is holy and free from disease, corruption or blight. It is the origin of the world, the place where things that are pleasing to the eye are created.

"Please follow us back to Canaan."

Silence fell in the hall. The light of the torch illuminated the visiting elves, and the diamond glowed like a flowing flame.

Tyrell looked at Galadia with a smile. He had a tall figure, a moving voice, and an elegant manner that was like a painting, but it made people feel uneasy like a needle.

The order between extraordinary beings does not need to be read out on the spot. A spell or a sacred weapon can make the will travel thousands of miles. The elves sent several powerful extraordinary beings to come in person, definitely not just to say a few words to Galadia.

Lana pressed the giant sword, Murat activated the shield, and Russell unknowingly moved back to the side.
To be continued...