Chapter 131: Troops Come to the City, Please Return Invitation

Ordinary days are spent day by day in trivial matters, and the years are gone forever.

One month later, in the morning.

On a clear and cloudless autumn day, Marquis Ashio led a "big army" consisting of 37 knights, more than 600 followers and soldiers, and came to the Viscounty of Tunnel in a mighty manner.

The soldiers of the Marquis are all tall, neatly dressed, wearing armor, and are in good spirits. It seems that their daily food is much better than that of ordinary people.

Some soldiers held spears and shields, some held crossbows, and a very few held muskets...

Crossbows are actually much easier to use than muskets, because muskets in this world are not perfect yet. They have too many disadvantages such as exploding chambers, stalling, slow reloading, short attack range, etc., so the "Musketeer" class has not yet appeared.

The soldiers of the Marquis looked like a fine and strong army. They were different from the soldiers of Viscount Raymond who were "predecessors" and had incomplete weapons and armor. Especially when they stood together and compared, the gap was obvious. It was so big that Raymond felt particularly embarrassed.

After retaking the territory, you must send someone to train them well! Training to death! It's all their fault. If they weren't too incompetent, how could he be kicked out? How could I become the laughing stock of people?

The dispatch of more than 600 people is quite a lot. After all, the opponent is only a dozen witches. From this, it can be seen that Marquis Ashius is quite cautious.

In the clear sky, a slightly smaller "Jackdaw" flew very high and quickly passed over the heads of the soldiers, dropping a drop of bird droppings on the way.

What makes the bird regretful is that it may have flown too high and was not precise enough, so it did not hit the fat man's mouth.

But seeing Raymond wiping his face and cursing, she felt very comfortable.

This jackdaw is very attractive, and it looks extraordinary at first glance. It is completely black, and the feathers in its wings are black and purple in the sun. It has a small and short beak, long tail feathers, and its eyes are shining strangely like flowing flames. Purple light.

However, humans standing on the ground cannot see or appreciate such a handsome bird clearly because she flies too high and too fast.

In the blink of an eye, the jackdaw holding a yellow pebble in its mouth came to a gray-white sentry tower made of stones.

At the top of the sentry tower, a girl with long dark purple hair sat in front of a simple wooden chair and wooden table. She held a delicate pen in her hand and seemed to be writing a novel.

The girl's appearance and figure stand out even among the beauties in heaven.

The dark purple eyes are like the vast starry sky, deep, bright and unforgettable. She was wearing a white shirt with a black bow tied at the neckline. The hem of the white double-layered pleated skirt just reached a little bit above her knees. It was neither short nor long, just right. The white stockings and black high-heeled shoes matched perfectly.

Her dark purple hair is loose, long and thick, and there is a strand of long hair tied with a black and white bow in a very unique way.

Kafka, born on July 3, 1883, means...crow in Czech.

The elegant-looking girl is an amateur writer, but she is known as the pioneer and master of Western modernist literature.

Her temperament looks like that of a romantic classicist poet, but only those who know her well know that Kafka's character is a bit introverted, quiet and has low self-esteem.

Not the "introvert" who has violent tendencies in his heart.

Seeing the yellow pebbles falling on the table, Kafka was slightly startled, then sighed, closed the pen cap, packed up the manuscript, stood up and walked slowly down the watchtower.

Writing novels is her hobby. Now, this hobby and this beautiful time are about to be destroyed by people.

However, as soon as he went down two steps, the jackdaw standing on the wooden table screamed, as if to remind him of something. When Kafka heard it, he turned back and almost dropped the embroidered I forgot about Starry Sky’s long black pleated jacket.

Seeing that Kafka had left no more personal belongings, the smaller jackdaw nodded, flapped its wings twice, and landed on her shoulder.

Hey... Confused humans really don't want to let Crow Crow worry. Sure enough, he can't do it without Crow Crow.

Kafka, who had put on his coat and held the manuscript, walked down the spiral staircase and asked softly to the jackdaw on his shoulder: "Are you hungry again?"

Her friend seemed to be flying a little slower today.

Although she learned that someone was coming to attack, Kafka didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and spoke and acted slowly. This may be related to her character.

"Gah, gaah~"

The call of a jackdaw is similar to that of a crow, but it is crisper and more melodious. There seems to be a faint sound of "chirp" mixed in with the "quack".

"Next time, don't eat the food Miss Kiana feeds you."

"Gah, gah, gah~"

"Hey... I promise to be good every time, but I can't keep my mouth shut." Kafka sighed softly again. She seemed to like sighing, and I don't know how she understood the "crow language".

Sigh... This stupid jackdaw is too annoying to worry about. It really won't work without him. He probably won't survive. It's too greedy.

Not long after, the news brought back by the jackdaw broke the peace and leisure of the past, making the girls in the castle busy immediately, including Kiana and others who were "hanging out" outside and spreading the news that "the true god Aponia has arrived" People, after receiving the news, are also rushing back.

In the cloakroom with few clothes,

Rita is serving and helping Apponia dress

dress.

During this time, Rita made a very complicated, luxurious, noble, divine and elegant dress... so complicated that even Aponia would not wear it.

That's right, it's not that it's troublesome or difficult to wear, but it's just that you don't know how to wear it and you can't figure it out.

"Lord Aponia, when you appear in front of others later, please don't let your feet touch the ground, just float in mid-air, okay?" "Rita said as she was busy helping Apponia get dressed.

When she said the word "please", her tone was very strong.

"good."

Aponya opened her arms as if she were a doll, motionless and at the mercy of others. Her voice was still so soft and easy to talk to.

"Please also please don't have too many expressions or expressions. It's best to have no expression on your face so that people can't guess what you're thinking, okay?" "

"good."

This Aponia is familiar. She usually has no expression, as if she has facial paralysis. Maybe it is because of this that people mistakenly think that she is very dangerous?

Probably.

Anyway, Aponya doesn't feel that he is in danger.

"Also, please don't speak. It's best not to say a word or make a sound. Keep it 'sacred', 'mysterious', 'cold' and 'distance'. What you want to say can be conveyed to me." In my mind, I will be responsible for communicating with them, okay? "

Aponya didn't quite understand and didn't know how to keep the four words in Rita's mouth, but she still agreed.

"good."

She can still be silent and not speak.

Rita seemed very patient. She continued to warn her in a calm tone: "Please don't make too many moves. It's best not to move. If you want to do anything, you can communicate with me and I will find a way to help you." Done, okay? "

"……good."

Apponia felt like a ruthless machine that said "yes". Rita's "please" and "please" seemed to be a bit too much... Did she learn this way of speaking from herself?

It does seem a bit unpleasant to talk like this!

Rita thought for a while and then said: "When you take action to teach them a lesson, it's best to make the noise louder and more majestic. Please make the 'movement' as loud as possible. Don't 'kill' them instantly with one look." Alright, okay? "

"..."

This time, Aponya hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said softly: "This is not good, I'm afraid...scare them to death."

She knew that the people who came to attack might be extremely evil people. Some people would not be able to wash away the sins they had committed even if they died ten thousand times. However, there must be many people whose crimes would not lead to death.

"No, Master Aponya." Rita smiled, "As long as you don't attack people directly, human beings have very strong tolerance and endurance. It is difficult for healthy people to be scared to death. You You should know this better than I do. Besides, a soldier who can become that Marquis must have good mental endurance and physical fitness."

Rita did a lot of things during this time. She not only deciphered several languages, learned the local dialect, made a skirt for Lord Aponnia, but also roughly figured out several nearby forces.

After all, she knows a little bit about everything and learns everything very quickly.

"I know, but I used to..."

Having said this, Aponya seemed to have thought of something, then closed her eyes and lowered her head slightly, as if she was repenting of her past sins.

"..."

Rita suddenly understood that it turned out that the huge momentum she was talking about might not be the same as what Lord Aponya saw.

"Then you... uh... then please do it according to your own discretion. It'd better look like a 'miracle', okay?" "

"Okay, I understand." Aponya opened his eyes and nodded.

After a while, Rita helped Aponya put on the dress.

Her tailoring skills are really good. Just wearing this outfit, Aponya feels like a sacred and inviolable goddess, and even makes those who see her feel ashamed.

"Ash hasn't arrived yet, we still have a little time." Rita carefully checked the combat uniform she was wearing, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Sir, do you still remember the few things I told you just now? ?”

"Remember."

"Then...can you "please" repeat it again? Rita apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm a little worried." "

"..."

Aponya thought for a while, then stumbled and said: "Hmm...not landing, not talking, not moving, not...um...no expression, and...the power of the move seems to be a bit greater...um... "

"Okay, that's it. It's great. Your Excellency is great!" Rita said with a smile, and she seemed to be in a happy mood.

"..."

Aponya felt that the tone of the little girl in front of her sounded familiar... Oh, that's right! She sometimes used this tone to encourage the children in the orphanage.

But...why does the child Rita have such a personality?

Could it be that...it's all Wutong's fault?

Why……

The two waited in the cloakroom for a long time, and had lunch together. When it was close to 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the soldiers of Hou Sir, who had rested in place, finally arrived in front of the castle that originally belonged to Raymond, and, The castle was quickly surrounded.

Kallen harvests naturally

The other party sent a letter of surrender with a bow and arrow, but she tore it up casually.

Persuade to surrender? Haha, hypocritical, so hypocritical.

"Lord Aponya, it's time for us to go out." Rita opened the door and made a "please" gesture.

"okay."

"Please, sir, remember that from now on, you are the true god Aponia. Rita smiled meaningfully, "You are Aponia, the Aponia that people believe in." "

"good……"

Rita's words made Aponya feel awkward, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that adding the word "please" to her words was not so polite.

Do you want to change the way you speak in the future?

When Aponya led five girls in neat combat uniforms and floated out of the castle together, it naturally caused waves of commotion among the soldiers, and then suddenly became as quiet as death. The soldiers looked at each one of them. Lord Marquis.

Even Ash and Raymond were shocked by Aponya's appearance and facial expression, and they were murmuring in their hearts.

When they came, they had heard the rumor that "the true god Aponia has arrived", but they didn't believe it in their hearts. Now... they still don't really believe it, but they are not as firm as before.

People definitely can't fly.

As for whether Aponia exists? Will it come? Ash didn't know and wasn't sure.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is a "trick" by witches.

However, the appearance of this "Aponia" really looks a bit like a god. It doesn't look like a human anyway. Humans don't have such a perfect and holy appearance, at least Ash has never seen it.

He had never seen such a person in a painting.

Although he was feeling nervous and the development of the situation was beyond his original expectation, Marquis Ashius still decisively winked at a young knight beside him and signaled him to release the arrow.

He doesn't know how to wave and command to release arrows. Who knows if the existence floating in front of him is a human? Is he the true god of Aponia? Or... is it some other god or... devil?

If it wasn't a human being...then he still had some leeway, at least he wasn't the one directing the arrows.

And if it's a pretentious person, then shoot him to death and pull him down.

Ash is very courageous because he doesn't want to be frightened or fooled by a group of witches or magicians.

If in the future, the identity of the other witch is exposed by someone, or the "trick" is cracked, it will also have a serious impact on his reputation.

If the opponent is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, use a crossbow to test it!

The young knight hesitated for a moment, bit it, and waved his hand suddenly to signal the soldiers to release arrows.

He had to direct the soldiers to fire arrows, otherwise his fate would definitely be worse.

One is that the end "may" be miserable, and the other is that it is "definitely" miserable. Neither of them are good options, but people will do this multiple-choice question.

However, the soldiers who originally obeyed orders did not all obey this time. Only one-third of the crossbowmen shot arrows, and the rest were waiting and watching.

None of the musketeers fired. They could argue afterwards that your order was to shoot arrows, not to shoot.

Besides, it’s not certain whether the Marquis has “afterwards” or not! Looking at the posture of this person in the sky...it doesn't look like a witch who is pretending to be a magician.

Therefore, the ratio of one-third is actually very high. It can be regarded as a well-trained army. People are not stupid, and they are all very smart. At worst, they will later say that they fired the arrow, or that they did not see the instructions, and their eyes They are all placed on the Marquis...

The law does not blame everyone!

The sound of the bow strings rebounding came one after another, and the arrows passed through countless still moments in the air, making the sound of breaking through the air.

Then, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, stopping on all sides of Aponia, no longer taking a step forward, but not falling either.

People's hearts stopped for a moment, including Asher and Raymond. They had an extremely bad premonition in their hearts. Most of the soldiers who reacted quickly, and even the knights who were originally sitting on horses, dropped their weapons and knelt down, not even daring to raise their heads.

However, "God" did not forgive them for their unreasonableness and offense, because the play was not over yet, and Aponya slowly raised her left hand at Rita's signal.

In an instant, under the clear sky, thousands of golden thunderbolts poured down together, like the roar of the sky, like the punishment of the gods, with an extremely wide range and overwhelming mountains and rivers.

However, what is even more strange is that under the "power of God", there are no scenes of people falling on their backs, urinating, crying, or even being frightened to death.

Because both humans and animals find themselves unable to move and unable to control their bodies.

Hmm... You can't run around. Running around is very dangerous. What if you accidentally get killed?

You cannot be frightened to death. No matter how frightened you are, you are not allowed to faint, die, become incontinent, or tremble...

What? Life is worse than death? Haha, you're not dead, are you? If you have not personally experienced death, how can you say that "life is worse than death"?

As long as you don't die, that's fine.

This is the kindness and propriety of Aponia.

Very kind and measured.