Scene 182 The Battle of the White Lion V

The bells in Fatan Port were tinkling continuously. Roman watched the priests or believers in golden or red robes take to the streets one after another, rushing in one direction - that direction was Fusha Square, the largest square in Fatan Port. The location of the temple - she did not feel awkward standing among all kinds of people, but Haruze stood behind her, looking slightly uneasy.

Roman suddenly spotted a familiar figure from the crowd, and excitedly stretched out his little white hand and waved it in mid-air:

"Mr. Alemov——"

The middle-aged man in a robe and dressed as a priest was slightly startled, turned around, and looked here in surprise: "Miss Roman?"

At this moment, the bells of Port Fatan are ringing, but they are not just bells. The bells are coming from the direction of Fusha Square. It is obviously the temple’s call to believers. As the most senior believer in this city, he also serves as the neighborhood priest. However, the teaching position is actually just a part-time job for him. His other identity is the vice president of the Fatan Port Silver Shark Chamber of Commerce. The empire's business is prosperous, and most of the relationships between merchants, chambers of commerce, and business families in the empire are through They are closely connected through marriage or other means, so he has long known and even met this beautiful lady, the representative of the emerging business power in the south of Eruin, and it is said that she is also the fiancée of the young lord.

In the past year, the emerging forces rising in the south of Eruin have gained fame in the eyes of businessmen within the empire or in the eyes of chambers of commerce. In fact, it is far greater than their reputation in the eyes of the traditional nobles of the empire. The revival and construction of Tonigel Territory has brought a huge amount of trade to the empire. The empire's handicrafts, weapons and even laborers and slaves are transported through a steady stream of ships. The team was transported to the inconspicuous territory in the southernmost part of Eruin. In exchange for the precious minerals and raw materials transported from the Black Forest, and then through these imperial merchants, they can exchange for astonishing profits. But in the face of the people who created all this, the owner of this territory and its future Who wouldn’t be willing to be polite to their mistress?

After all, for most people in this world, any ideals and beliefs are too far away. Only interests are the most real and cordial things.

, that dinner was hosted by the emperor’s eldest son. Many nobles and celebrities from nearby areas were entertained at the dinner, but most of them were local families and businessmen who were inextricably connected with the military nobles, and their intentions were self-evident.

He stopped when he heard Roman's greeting. He politely turned to the other party and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help you, Miss Roman?"

"Nothing," Roman chuckled, "I just wanted to ask what happened. Why are there so many people? Mr. Alemov, where are you going?"

Is it because of this? Alemov was slightly startled. He pointed to the spire of the temple in the direction of Fusha Square and replied: "Did you hear the bell, Miss Roman? This is the bell to summon believers. Something must have happened to the temple.

These people were believers or priests nearby, eager to go to the temple to see what happened. "

"Is it really the bell of the temple? Mr. Alemov, are you not mistaken?" Roman's dark eyes rolled slightly. The prime minister's daughter also has such a great influence on the temple, but Brando never I haven't mentioned this matter before. Doesn't it mean that the relationship between the temple and the prime minister is not very good?

"Of course, this is not a joke. Miss Luoman, this bell is not available to ordinary people at the moment. The senior officials of the Temple of Flame should have arrived. If anyone else pretends to use this bell to summon believers, I'm afraid he can't bear this responsibility." Having said this, Alemov himself frowned. Fatan Port has been closed for several days. How could there be high-level officials from the temple arriving at this time?

What's more, this port is now under the control of the emperor's eldest son. I'm afraid some people are pondering what the high-level officials of the temple who arrived at this time mean.

"Temple high-level people?"

"The high-level people here should only refer to people who are not sent by the Temple of Fire, Miss Roman." Alemov had some doubts in his heart, but he still answered subconsciously.

"That's it. Thank you for telling me this, Mr. Alemov." Roman replied with a smile.

Alemov nodded. He was not sure what the future hostess of Tonigel was asking him for, or whether it was to satisfy his curiosity. After all, this was not inconsistent with the other party's performance at the banquet. In the eyes of everyone at the banquet, this lady is a lovable, curious and wonderful person with a very sensitive business sense.

Roman didn't ask any more questions. After simply saying goodbye to the part-time priest, he watched the other party's hurried figure disappear into the crowd.

"Where are the higher-ups of the temple, His Royal Highness the little prince."

"Miss Roman?"

"Don't you have any opinion, Your Highness, the little prince? After all, such complicated matters are not my specialty." She turned around and asked.

"There is something strange... Logically speaking, why would anyone from the Temple's high-level people come to Fatan Port at this time? I heard that the headquarters of the Flame Temple is already under the control of the Silver Queen. Why would the eldest son of the Emperor let Her Majesty's people enter the city? "Although Haruze is a little timid, he is not an idiot. He connected these simple truths with a little thought.

"It means you also think it's strange——?"

"Wait, Miss Roman, what do you want to do?"

"I feel strange. Of course I want to go see what's wrong. Brando entrusted me with the rear, so I have to do my best." Roman replied seriously.

"Wait, but..." Haruze was dragged by the merchant lady and ran forward. He quickly shouted in panic: "But don't you need to inform Lord Yuta and Lord Nimesis?"

"Do you think they still need us to notify them?"

"This... seems to be true. But..."

"No more buts. Why are you such a grown man? You should learn more from your teacher. Brando is not like you at all -"

"I, how can I compare with the teacher..." Haruze turned red with anxiety.

…

On the light red to purple sky, dots of silver ships were leaving the sky above Fatan Port, sailing towards the sublime inland sea, and gradually disappearing one by one into the sea fog that filled the harbor.

Standing on the bridge of the airport, Delphine's long purple hair danced wildly in the wind. If you just look at her back figure and her elegant long hair, she can be regarded as a peerless beauty. However, what was revealed under the scattered silk was a hideous and terrifying face, with scars left by burns crisscrossing her face. One eye was sunk deep into its socket, as if there was no luster at all. Only the sparkle contained in the other eye vaguely showed the charming charm that this face once possessed.

She is still sitting in the wheelchair, but Ms. Silver Dragon has disappeared. At this moment, Marjorie was pushing the wheelchair, while Ouni was standing further away. The latter seemed not to be interested in the prime minister's daughter at all, and was even very angry at the fact that she asked Marjorie to push the wheelchair.

But Delphine didn't care at all. She stared at the huge fleet in front of her and frowned. Brando suddenly asked her to convey an order for this fleet to sail. The other party must have found some opportunity. This fleet Obviously heading towards the White Legion. The young lord from Eruin seems to be ready to show his claws to the Silver Queen.

"six o'clock."

"What?" Ouni, who was not far away, was confused by her lack of words: "What did you say?"

"The time is wrong," Delphine replied while staring at the sky: "The last fleet left port at seven o'clock in the morning, but the weather now obviously doesn't look like it will be until eight o'clock."

"Isn't that the morning sun..."

"The morning sun is in this direction. That's the sunset." Delphine replied affirmatively.

"This is impossible, it has only been dawn for an hour!" The Duke's daughter was startled, but something suddenly occurred to her and she blurted out: "Another solar eclipse?"

Delphine did not speak. At this time, the bells in the city finally came from a distance, and she raised her brows slightly. He turned around and asked, "What kind of bell is this?"

Oni didn't seem to pay much attention to the sound of the bell. She was still staring at the golden line on the sea level in surprise. He replied casually: "It seems like the bells of the temple..."

"No," Delphine frowned and shook his head: "This bell is... someone has arrived at the temple headquarters."

"Temple Headquarters?" Ouni was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean? How could someone from the Temple Headquarters come here?"

Marjorie had heard about Sidney, the Saint of the Lion Palace, from Charles. He was about to say something, but the prime minister's daughter interrupted him and said, "Marjorie, go and inform Charles. , there is a problem, it is not Ms. Sidney who is here, let him be careful and prepare for battle."

Marjorie was also stunned for a moment, thinking how did you know that the person coming was not Ms. Sidney, but as a professional soldier, he still chose to obey the order immediately: "I understand, Miss Delphine!"

…

Juta woke up from his coma when he felt the vibration of the carriage. The light around him was a little dim, like it was around six or seven o'clock in the evening. The small space looked like the carriage of a large caravan, and the light from outside came in. The dim orange-red sunlight is already dusk - or early morning.

She frowned, and the pain all over her body immediately responded from her limbs and bones. Then she remembered a previous battle. She thought she would die, but Brando arrived as promised.

"Are you awake, eldest sister?" Crewe's voice came from one side. She turned her head and saw the latter sitting there with his legs crossed and a thick magic book on his knees, not far from him. There, Mel and a few other young people were sitting near the entrance of the carriage. She subconsciously counted and found that at least half of them were missing.

Mel heard Crewe's voice and turned around to see the situation here. When he saw Jutta's gloomy face, he understood what the latter was thinking: "It's pretty good. Fortunately, the lord came in time, otherwise we would have lost money." There will be more, and even you, my lord, will probably die there."

Juta frowned. Such a heavy loss reminded her of the battle in Fir Territory.

"Sir, you don't have to blame yourself. What I learned at the Royal Knights Academy is that in war, someone must shed blood, whether it's us or the enemy." Mel seemed to see what the boss was thinking, and advised: "We can All we can do is make the enemy shed more blood than us——"

"But you are so young..."

"Sir, adventurers and mercenaries are dying in Eruin all the time. Some of them are much younger than us. Sir, you used to be the leader of a mercenary group, so you must have been used to seeing this."

After hearing what Mel said, not only Juta, but even Crewe became silent. Indeed, they have been used to life and death in the short time they have been in the southern border. Whether in Eruin, Cruz, or the further Ten Cities region, the living conditions of adventurers and mercenaries are far worse than theirs. As members of the White Lion Guard, they can at least have enough to eat, but in In the southern border of Eruin, many adventurers and mercenaries live the same life as desperadoes, struggling on the line of hunger and death.

At that time, they didn't seem to care about it, and the separation of life and death was nothing more than that, just like the companions who were hanged by Grudin in Fir Castle, it could only make them angry at best.

I don't know when, those of them who live on a knife's edge have become so sentimental.

"Mel, what makes you pay all this?" she suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Ambition," the young man replied calmly: "My lord, you don't understand that a bastard like me is not qualified to inherit the title. The best way out is to become a knight under a big shot. From then on, we will be prosperous and suffer losses. The kingdom will suffer. The pattern has not changed for many years. No matter who I follow, the final result can only be to get a small fief after old age or injury, marry a wife and have children. One of my descendants may meet someone in the future. I have an opportunity to stand out from now on, but this is not the life I want. The Lord is the only person who has the potential to overturn the entire Eruin structure. Only by following him and participating in all this personally can I achieve extraordinary achievements. In order to change my destiny, I want to prove to everyone that I am the best——"

Crewe smacked his mouth a few times in surprise. He probably didn't expect that his inconspicuous companion would have such a long-term ideal. In comparison, his biggest ideal is to become a real wizard, or something more exaggerated. , if he could reach the level of mentor Charles, he would probably wake up laughing even when he fell asleep.

…(To be continued)

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