It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 682 The Banner of Divine War

The cleanup of the battlefield took three whole days.

In addition to compiling lists of the dead and seizing various weapons and supplies, there were also tasks such as treating the wounded and preventing the spread of disease and other consequences of the war on the plains.

The final death toll was over 11,000.

Of these, the Temple of War Gods accounted for 6,000, the Western Frontier Army accounted for more than 5,000, and the combined forces of the Valley and Crownless City suffered only more than 300 casualties.

On the other side, the number of wounded also exceeded ten thousand. The Northern Warriors and the Dawn Cavalry were clearly at the forefront, yet their survival rate was frighteningly high. The wounded camps were filled with wailing Northerners.

After a grand funeral was held for the deceased.

The next issue is how to deal with the prisoners.

First, there were the two thousand temple warriors of the Temple of War.

“I believe you are all wondering why I am declaring war on the temple forces,” Lovely said in an open space in the valley. “The reason is simple: there are serious problems within your temple.”

“I do not intend to destroy or rule the Temple of War, but the people in charge of the temple must be purged. That is my position.”

"If any of you also have doubts about the current situation of the Temple of War, or question the actions of that saintess, then stand up. I will still restore the name of your temple, and together we will find out who orchestrated all of this—"

After a series of questions and answers.

Only a handful of people stood up; in total, there were fewer than a hundred.

The remaining people may not yet understand what fate awaits them, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Lovely added 1,900 to the list of the dead and then notified the council of the united city-state of Lialan and Galanhai to carry out the order.

They were all executed.

Next came nearly eight hundred angels.

Lovely said the same thing first, and then added, "For some reason, I don't really want to take action against angels."

She glanced at Lowell as she said this.

"Moreover, you surrendered voluntarily when you were able to leave, and for that I will treat you well as prisoners. But I would prefer you to join us. The angels of the Temple of Storms have also joined us."

"May I ask a question?" the bound third angel asked in a deep voice after listening, "What are your criteria for judging that there are problems within the temple?"

“Because I am quite certain that the temple’s actions were not carried out under the orders of the God of War,” Lovely said, glancing at Lowe again as she spoke, and then frowning as she continued, “If any of you have personally heard the God of War give you orders, or if the Creator of the Angels has personally foretold anything for you, you are welcome to refute me.”

"..."

No angel spoke throughout the entire event.

This time, only a little over a hundred angels stood up. Although the number was still small, the proportion had increased.

The third angel with white hair also stood up.

"I'm not sure if this is the right judgment, but I hope you understand that if the truth is not as you say, I will still be your enemy."

"I will temporarily seal your power, is that alright?"

"no problem."

Apart from these hundred-odd angels, the rest were all imprisoned, and some had to be sent to Uncrowned City and Melendel to be accommodated.

The remaining Western Frontier Army and Temple Warriors received the same treatment.

You'll die if you don't actively join.

Of course, this was Luo Wei's idea, and Liya Lan agreed. After discussing what to do next, they realized that in this situation, they didn't have much free time to slowly influence these people, nor did they have enough empty cells to imprison them. With the two-year deadline approaching, they couldn't leave these people behind and risk creating unforeseen changes if they didn't have enough time to carry out their own actions.

When it comes to killing, he doesn't hesitate at all.

As for the fact that they would die if they didn't join, they naturally wouldn't have been told beforehand. Facing these Western Knights who had been gathered on the plains south of the valley and had only received simple bandaging treatment, Lovely pulled them into the valley in batches to give speeches, her lips almost worn out from talking.

Surprisingly, a large number of people from the Western Territory were willing to join the Fifth Princess's camp. They had long suspected the fire in the royal city and had received many reports, but they couldn't simply pledge allegiance to the Fifth Princess while serving under the Second Prince, as that would be too contrary to their knightly oath.

But now it's different.

If we take them to Melendale to see the situation and confirm the whole story, we will understand what really happened. I had already expressed my doubts about this part, but I was willing to be lenient with them because of the faction's knights.

After all, their lord was finished.

In the end, only 1,900 temple warriors and several hundred Western Frontier diehards were executed, in addition to the more than 600 angels imprisoned. The rest were all brought under the control of the Five Princesses.

And Luo Wei told her and Liya Lan that the next step was also very clear:
They occupied the southwestern and western borders of Lion Garden, and together with the northern border of the Northern Lord and the eastern border of the Red Needle Lord, they re-established the borders of Lion Garden.

And in this process.

Send troops to the temple of the war god.

"..."

To be honest, this shocked Lovely.

She could think of regaining control of the entire Lion Garden and had considered repelling the invading forces of the Temple of War in the process, but she never expected that they would take the initiative to invade the Temple of War's territory.

This was undoubtedly a declaration of war against the other side—he didn't want a battle here. The Temple of War probably couldn't understand it no matter how hard they tried. They sent troops to attack the valley where the Fifth Princess was, but because of this action, the Fifth Princess turned around and wanted to destroy all the Temples of War on the entire continent.

Lovely: "..."

He really is... daring to think and daring to do.

However, she understood why such a group of people were left behind. It was probably in the hope that they would see the truth and then persuade those in other temple territories who were unaware of the truth or had doubts about it.

"..."

He planned to overhaul the Temple of War from within.

But how did he know there was a problem inside the Temple of War?
The massacre of all the warriors of the Temple of War God will likely shock the entire continent. At that point, there will truly be no force on the continent that can remain unscathed.

The starting point of the war of gods.

Luo Wei knew this day would come sooner or later. They had already acquired enough resources to show their cards, and there was no need to wait for their opponents to make a few more moves.

A day later, when the news got out.

The five princesses of Lion's Nest raised a banner in the southern border of Lion's Nest to summon the gods to wage war, stop the continent's anomalies, and confront the prime minister who was the root cause.

……

Accompanied by the sound of chains being slammed shut.

Scarlett, sitting in her cell, slowly looked up and saw Loew walk down the steps. When he stopped at the door, her gaze slowly lowered again.

After taking a few breaths to catch her breath, she finally raised her eyes again and mustered the courage to look at the man in front of her.

"So, am I destined to become a plaything, or am I to be subjected to severe torture?"

Scarlett asked.

Although she spoke calmly, her pupils could not conceal the fear and apprehension she felt.

This was not the first time she had been taken prisoner.

But unlike last time, as a strategist for the defeated side, she could think of a thousand ways to humiliate a woman in the face of defeat.

I also believe he can definitely do it.

“What’s between you and Lucas is no longer important,” Rowe said coldly.

"unimportant?"

Scarlett looked at him with a slightly hesitant expression.

She had never lost to a man like this before, so she was mentally prepared that she would be unable to refute whatever punishment she was given.

In the end, you tell me... it's not important?
"Why don't you tell me the story behind the scar on your forehead?"

“Is this some kind of…headless story?” Scarlett asked bitterly.

Although it's not like I haven't thought about it.

But she still feels fear when faced with death.

“You were bought by a nobleman when you were a child, and given everything that you, as a slave orphan, should not have,” Rowe said, looking at her. “You see the man who adopted you as treating you like his own daughter, and you are grateful for this and study hard to become an excellent person worthy of such a great kindness from him—”

Scarlett listened in shock, her eyes wide, as he recounted everything.

How did he know?

“I…” she opened her dry lips.

"Just as you were basking in this joyful happiness, your adoptive father called you over one day and boasted to his friends that this was the slave he had bought. Only then did you realize that nobles had a penchant for comparing their slaves, seeing whose slave behaved better in terms of etiquette and manners. The treatment you thought you received like a daughter was all an illusion. Even your adoptive father's family thought that this treatment was perfectly normal for you."

"!"

Scarlett lowered her head, the scar on her forehead throbbing faintly.

"Stop... saying it..."

"Your understanding was severely damaged at that time, and then when the man who bought you asked you to let other customers admire your body, your understanding collapsed."

So it turns out I... was nothing more than a plaything bought and shown off to others.

All those beautiful things are just wishful thinking. I've always existed for these things... Ah.

The thoughts from that moment were still vivid in Scarlett's mind; her eyes trembled, and her emotions swayed just as they had that day.

"You refused to accept it and were beaten by your adoptive father. Then, when they tried to tear your clothes, you snapped and killed your adoptive father's entire family and his cronies, and escaped from the house."

Scarlett sank deeper and deeper into the corner of the wall, hugging herself tightly, shrinking into the corner like a helpless person.

Just like back then.

"In the end, it was Lucas who took you in when his carriage passed by, discovered your talent, and appointed you as his advisor, and you still are—that's why you haven't betrayed the Second Prince, isn't it?"

Scarlett: “…”

She buried her head in her knees, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

So he already knew about her past... No wonder he reminded her at that time, it's really... too much, a crushing defeat... is only to be expected.

"What do you plan to do with me?" Scarlett looked up bitterly. "I won't complain anymore. Please stop torturing me like this."

"You will be demoted to a commoner and sent to Melendall to become a businessman. You can still get everything you want there. There will be no place for you in politics anymore."

She glanced at him with a look of surprise in her eyes.

"You're willing... to give me freedom?"

“Heh,” Rowe chuckled, “If you hadn’t pulled Lucas back so many times, my plan wouldn’t have gone so smoothly. You not only didn’t get away with it, but you actually did it. There’s nothing to say about each of us serving our own masters.”

Scarlett lowered her head in embarrassment.

Did he take advantage of my wisdom...? She no longer wanted to delve into how many unseen schemes and plots were involved with this man.

"However, I must warn you, don't even think about manipulating politics from behind the scenes. It'll be easy to find out, but I doubt someone with that scar on their forehead would do the same thing—"

Try living for yourself.

"That's it."

Watching him turn and leave, Scarlett lowered her gaze and then raised her head.

“I promise you—” she said, “I promise you I will never get involved in politics again in any way. To be honest, I’m also very tired. I think you’re right, it’s time for me to live for myself.”

"But I still have something I want to ask you, Rowe Brooke—"

Every word she uttered carried a pure and simple thought.

“I’ve never lost to a man like this before, which makes me willing to accept any decision you make—in this situation, do you really not have even the slightest thought for me?”

Luo Wei paused for a few seconds in front of the steps.

He then smiled and said, "I admit you're a beauty. If I were to fall at your feet, wouldn't that mean I'd lose to you in that respect?"

Scarlett sat there speechless for two seconds.

She then chuckled softly, looking in his direction with a sense of helplessness and despair, a look of relief she hadn't felt in a long time.

"I'm not going to admit defeat so quickly in this regard."

Luo Wei left with an expression that said he shouldn't have told her these things.

Scarlett slowly withdrew her gaze, leaned back against the cold stone wall, listened quietly to the sound of him leaving, and sighed silently.

"I'm completely outmatched by you in every way."

(End of this chapter)