Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1445 1417. March
"Well, it's time!"

The missionary of the Eternal Fire held up the church's scripture at this moment, and the rising flame pattern on the hard cover was reflecting blue light.

That is the magic-blocking metal inlaid on the cover of the book.

It was four o'clock in the morning, the most tiring and careless time in the human routine.

On the hill where Gaoqiu Castle is located, a fully armed human army is gathering from several directions.

Velen is a worthless uninhabited place, except for the fact that a fortress was built and troops were stationed here for military reasons when the borders of Temeria were not yet stable.

It has been hundreds of years since this place was built, and it is no longer worth the military-level expenditure required to carry out activities here.

The existence of an army for just one day is a huge drain, and the drain is doubled when it is active.

It would take a large-scale army to clear out the entire territory of Velen.

However, the income after the land was seized was completely disproportionate to the expenditure of mobilizing the army.

Because of this, the province of Velen has not had any major troubles in the history of Temeria.

But today, there were 500 troops in total, and they did not have any badges or flags to identify them.

They are just gathered here with murderous intent and bad intentions.

"The eternal fire will protect us!"

The missionary with a fiery red hood and a beard was preaching in a deliberately literary tone.

“Neither witchcraft nor evil magic can harm us! Because we are carrying out a glorious and just cause: to drive the dirty mutants, monsters, and evil wizards out of the human homeland!”

The mountain paths did not allow too many people to march abreast, so the soldiers could only line up in a long line and then re-form themselves near the battlefield.

The missionary stood on a rock beside the path, with soldiers passing by one after another, and he earnestly repeated his inspiring sermons over and over again.

"No need to be afraid! No need to worry! Under the protection of the Eternal Fire, we will be invincible!"

"We are the sharp blade that drives out evil! We are the strong wind that sweeps away filth!"

"The flames light the way for us, drive away the darkness, and guide us even after death! If you dare to block the flames, you will burn yourself! You will seek your own death!"

"Eternal Fire, we pray to you!

Eternal Fire, we place our faith in you!

Eternal Fire, there is no other god in our hearts!"

The missionary kept leaning over and making spreading gestures, as if he was spreading the blessing of the eternal fire to every soldier who passed by him.

The missionaries' faces were filled with pious and enthusiastic expressions, which together with the long marching teams of soldiers and the noisy sounds of armor marching created a fanatical atmosphere.

Everyone feels that they have been blessed and recognized spiritually by some unspeakable higher power.

And they believed from the bottom of their hearts that it was the holy power of the eternal fire!
The missionary wearing a fiery red hood not only had a warm expression, but also a warm heart.

He looked at the warriors who walked past him, and from time to time they bowed their heads devoutly and touched their foreheads to the Eternal Fire Canon he was holding in his hands.

Faced with such a powerful army, inspired by the Eternal Fire, the Knights of the White Rose summoned their greatest strength.

Although in recent years, the majority of people recruited by the Order are actually the sons of wealthy tailors and merchants, rather than the traditional sons of nobles.

But these people are rich and have joined the Knights Templar. After a few years of training, they will at least be at the level of professional soldiers. In addition, their family background can buy them all kinds of good equipment.

Five hundred professional knights with the best equipment, this force can be called "all out" even if it is placed in the hands of an earl in peacetime.

It is no wonder that Siward, the Duke of Elland, is willing to go to great lengths to win over this order of knights.

The rapid expansion of the Knights Templar depended on the support of faith from the Eternal Flame.

The missionaries of the Eternal Fire were also trying to take advantage of the Knights Templar.

The Eternal Flame originated in Novigrad, and although it also spread to Temeria, the atmosphere was still not warm enough, and the expansion and development of the diocese was not rapid enough.

And if under his leadership, the most famous mutant gathering places and worshippers in the world are cleared out. Then his own reputation and his achievements in the church!

The diocese in Temeria will expand rapidly! Maybe I can become the Eternal Fire Bishop of Temeria!

The missionary's voice, which was already a little hoarse as he preached the doctrine of the eternal fire, became even louder, as if he was shouting at the top of his lungs.

He looked up at the top of the hill. Under the moonlight that was almost disappearing, there was a small castle that was flickering weakly with only a little firelight.

The destruction of that castle will symbolize the rise of church power!
The thick wood was wrapped with iron in many key locations, trimmed into the shape of spare parts, and began to be assembled with a "dong dong dong" sound.

Siege engines are rising!

The smell of iron and fire can no longer be concealed!

The smell made the missionary happy. He had already planned to hold a burning party in Velen after the success!
Mutants, monsters, or evil witches! The burning stake should be their fate! And the flames burning on the stake are also the ladder for them to ascend!
"Praise the Eternal Fire!"

The missionary couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, which attracted the knights' agreement.

The iron parts of the huge iron-clad timbers on the siege engines shone blue in the moonlight or firelight that filtered through the woods.

These are all magic-blocking metal!

"Father, we will move forward courageously, and when we take down this profane castle, we will be the first to inform you."

The half-bald Knight Commander spoke to the missionary.

"I have no doubt about victory." The missionary looked at the knights and the siege equipment protected by the magic-blocking metal and nodded. "I just hope you can capture a few more alive. Then, we can hold a grand and solemn trial in the sacred fire."

"Swords and killing are just a process. In the end, the belief in the Eternal Fire is what matters. Do you understand, Sir Knight?"

"Understood, Father." The Knight Commander also stood on the stone platform by the roadside, looking down at the knights rushing to the battlefield, and then turned sideways, letting half of his body block the missionary.

"But can you, uh, I mean, can you sprinkle a little more protection of the Eternal Fire?"

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The missionary looked at the Knight Commander and raised his eyebrows knowingly.

On the covered half of his body, the missionary reached into his pocket, pulled out a piece of blue metal ornament, and also concealedly put it into the Knight Commander's hand.

Although the fact that Repellmetal can suppress chaos magic has been proven for dozens or even hundreds of years, many of these knights have never come into contact with magic, monsters, or mutants.

They will still feel uncertain.

Fortunately, the Eternal Flame is financially strong, and there is speech control within the Knights, so this small ideological wavering is not a big deal.

In order to advance his position in the church in the future, the missionary emptied a lot of money from his own treasury and did not mind taking out a few more gold amulets to block the magic.

The team is getting closer and closer to Gaoqiu Fort. Once they get on the main road on the mountain, the marching speed will be even faster!

At the same time, the siege equipment will be assembled and pushed up the mountain!
The knights all held torches, and in this autumn night, the dim light from the torches illuminated their faces.

Excited, nervous, and impatient.
Although most people here have never seen a demon hunter or a warlock cast a spell in their entire lives, they have only heard rumors about it.

But almost no one thought they would lose.

It was just a castle with a garrison of only sixty people and no weapons.

Not to mention that these sixty people are just 'mutant followers', so what even if they are all mutants?
A body made of potions and chemicals could block the axes and spears stabbed by dozens of people at the same time? Or the rain of arrows shot at the same time?

Or can it stop the stones from the catapults? Or the spears fired from the crossbows?

How can they fight?
Not to mention, most of them are probably fast asleep by now!

So the knights marched forward with their heads held high.

But above the castle at the top of the hill.

Lincoln did not light too many torches for lighting, which made the castle seem even more quiet and desolate in the dark, but no one in the castle slept tonight.

Because everyone of them knew before Lan En left that the attack would most likely take place today.

The Knights of Embers were not afraid of war, but tonight, they felt a little strange.

"Is it true that the moon can be seen outside of Irithyll?"

Hazel [Yellow Fingers], wearing a weird, exaggerated yellow chef's hat, was looking up at the sky for a while, then looking down at the outside of the city wall for a while.

Her hat wasn't just yellow; to be more precise, she was now a translucent humanoid silhouette that glowed yellow.

This is the state of the soul body summoned by the [White Mark Wax Stone].

The same was true for several other figures on the city wall who seemed out of place with the Knights of Embers.

The soul bodies are translucent and glowing, but their colors are not uniform.

Yesterday evening before nightfall, Lincoln had already copied the parchment scroll left by Lan using the [white marker wax stone] out of caution.

The souls appeared one after another, but they didn't seem surprised that the one who summoned them was a young man they had never seen before.

Lincoln thought that it was probably because his parents had informed them in advance.

However, the clerk still felt a little uncomfortable.
Judging from the appearance of these souls, the most Lincoln could say was "there are a lot of strange costumes."

This is not surprising. After all, it is difficult to recognize people wearing heavy armor. In order to pursue their own recognition, powerful and unique knights make their armors fancy. This was quite common even when Cintra was still there.

What made Lincoln feel something was wrong was the expressions of these people after they saw them and this world.

(End of this chapter)