Throne of the North.

Chapter 345: Champa, the moral kidnapping of the Holy See

Every stone of the tall white wall is engraved with the teachings of the Dawn. This glorious city is called the Wall of Dawn, and now it belongs to Ryan.

The war in the royal city ended and a new day came. Ryan's army could not rest. They chased the clergy of the Church from one battlefield to this place.

It was not difficult to capture this city. Perhaps the Holy See had never thought that one day this city would be attacked.

The army flooded the city, and then everyone, yes, everyone in the city, one by one, without any exception, was arrested.

"A follower of the Dawn?"

Ryan stood on the ruins, enduring the angry gazes of thousands of people here.

Because the ruins beneath his feet were once a church dedicated to the Lord of the Dawn. Ryan was stepping on the land where they had knelt in reverence and awe time and time again in the past.

"There are a total of 120,000 people in this city. According to the rules, I will kill all of you because I am not sure that I can stop you from serving the Dawn."

"In this case, you will always be the enemy of the Empire."

"As long as you live, more soldiers of the Empire will die."

Ryan didn't care about the countless angry and murderous gazes. He kicked down a priest next to him and cut off his head with the knight's sword in his hand. The priest struggled, but he was too weak.

"The great and immortal light is the faith that we should truly serve. The dawn is but fleeting, but the light is eternal."

"The Empire's Church of Light is the true servant of the Great God."

"I think if I take you back to the Imperial City, I can gain more."

Ryan swung his sword one after another, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen heads fell to the ground. He stood in front of a female missionary, but did not draw his sword again.

"I'll give you three days. Go back and tell the Church behind you to ask them how much gold coins they plan to use to redeem the people in this city."

The female missionary stared at Ryan angrily, her shrill voice expressing her hatred and heartache for the destruction of this city.

"Chenxi will not let any heretic go."

She ran towards the city gate, but the next moment, the sword piercing her heart turned blood red in front of her chest. Ryan turned his eyes back empty-handed and shrugged helplessly.

"Her faith is too devout. I am also afraid of having such an enemy who is not afraid of death."

He looked at the next person, an old man with a gray beard, who was looking at Ryan with infinite hatred.

"You killed my daughter."

Ryan blinked, raised his hand and found that the knight's sword was still stuck in the woman's body.

A knight squire came up from behind and cut off the old man's head with a sword, until a new priest knelt in front of him.

"I, I, my faith is not pious, but I can help you pass the message."

The priest spoke loudly, he was terrified, and begged Ryan to spare his life.

Around the priest, there were a dozen clergymen shouting and screaming. This might be their only chance to survive. They were so scared that they became incontinent and kept telling Ryan what they could do to help him.

In the distance, some people are also ready to make a move.

But Ryan took one look at them and laughed.

“Isn’t this the difference?”

He looked at these people and said in their horrified and desperate eyes:

"Your faith is not sincere at all. If you run away, how can I trust you to ask the Church to pay the ransom?"

"Only devout believers would risk their lives for these hundreds of thousands of people, because they are all believers of Dawn, and they can make the Lord of Dawn feel more served."

"You don't look like the kind of people who would sacrifice their lives for Chenxi."

“You are not pious enough.”

A group of priests and missionaries fell to the ground in despair. They looked at Ryan in horror and muttered to themselves.

"Devil, you are simply a devil!"

"If you can see the devil after you die, say hello to him for me."

Ryan stopped looking at these people and continued walking forward. He heard screams and wails behind him, but they soon disappeared.

He walked among the kneeling crowd. These people were believers serving the Dawn. It could even be said that their faith was far more devout than that of anyone else in the Kingdom of Andara, because only in this way would Pastor Soto allow them to enter the city and enjoy a better life.

This city is like a flag, making the believers of the kingdom more determined in their faith in order to be able to enter this city.

And in order to have a better life, the believers in the city naturally firmly uphold their faith.

Over time, I got used to it.

Ryan walked among the crowd, pointing and attacking casually, like the list of the Grim Reaper. The people he pointed at were dragged out by the soldiers behind him and killed without mercy.

Just as he was pointing at a woman, the soldiers behind him rushed out, and a young man next to the woman suddenly bumped into the soldiers, then rushed towards Ryan with a dagger in his hand.

The next moment, Ryan's palm broke the dagger in his hand, and he lifted him up by the neck in the latter's horror and gaze.

"Ah, I found it, the unyielding soul."

"You deserve more of my respect than the fanatics who serve the Dawn."

He threw the young man onto the woman.

"She is your mother?"

Ryan asked, nodding at the reactions of the young man and the woman.

"It seems so."

"You heard what I just said, right? Leave this city and go to the Vatican. Tell them that there are hundreds of thousands of devout believers of Dawn in this city. Ask them whether they want the people in this city to live or die."

"I can assure you that if you can do this, your mother, and your family, will survive, no matter what the final outcome is."

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers grabbed seven or eight people in front of them, and then held the young man and threw him outside the city of Dawn Wall.

Ryan stood there and shouted to everyone from above:

"Your lives will not be decided by me, but by the Church. Let's see if the Church of Dawn, which you serve, will work hard for people like you."

More than half of the troops stayed behind. The entire Andara Kingdom was shocked by Baron Ryan's ruthlessness. At the same time, they also knew that the lives of more than 100,000 people in the city would be decided by the response of the Holy See in a few days.

Instructing the soldiers to guard the city, these Dawn believers would not be able to escape, and Ryan once again led the other half of the army to the ruined royal city.

"Baron Ryan, you will be retaliated by the Church if you do this."

Stuart said from the side that he was very clear about the cost of this matter. The Holy See had to keep those hundreds of thousands of people alive no matter what, and it must hate Ryan very much at the same time.

"They should thank me for saving more Dawn believers in the Andara Kingdom."

Ryan said this with a calm expression, and did not explain more to Stuart.

On the other side, the only lucky young man who left the Vatican city was running wildly in the southern land. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was three days.

He only had three days, Ryan only gave him three days of despair.

He was out of breath from running and no longer remembered whether he was taking the right path. He leaned against a tree in despair to rest.

"Lord, please tell your devout believer Warren how I can reach the land of the Holy See in three days."

After a long time, he did not receive a response from his master, but his strength recovered a lot. He looked at the surrounding wilderness and forests and saw a wild boar foraging in the distance.

The war caused humans to appear less frequently, so the wild animals moved further away.

Warren rushed towards the wild boar. He held the wild boar down tightly while it was struggling madly. He then stabbed the boar's butt with a branch and forced it to run south.

He finally had a mount and could move faster, but there were more troubles waiting for him ahead.

As he passed through the fields, some villagers surrounded him because they had their eyes on the wild boar under him, which was expensive meat.

After running around, Warren finally broke out of the encirclement, but the price was that he had some bloodstains on his body, and his mount that he had just got was also gone. He sneaked into a territory secretly, which was the territory of a certain baron, but the baron was not at home recently. He went to the royal city in the north and was going to pledge allegiance to the king.

Warren sneaked into the stable, where there was only one old horse left. It was so old that even the baron didn't like it.

Warren led the horse out and galloped away with a burst of panic shouting. He had to leave the kingdom within three days, and then find the bishop of the Vatican and tell him about the kingdom.

He didn't care about anything, but he had to take care of his own life.

In front of a turbulent river, the angry knight found an old horse eating grass, and his roar made the soldiers behind him bow their heads in fear.

"Damn horse thief!"

After searching for a while with curses, the knight returned with the old horse. Warren suddenly emerged from the river, gasping for breath. He was very cold and his body was suffering from hypothermia. He had a fever when he walked out of the river.

"can not sleep……"

Warren continued walking towards the south. Even the darkness could not stop him. The hungry wolf wanted to find food and eventually became his food. The wounds on his body scabbed over and he rested for less than an hour wrapped in wolf skin before continuing on his journey.

Empire.

Apart from the tall city walls, this place still looks like a ruin. Adams stood on the ruins and laughed.

"Your Majesty, the nobles are on their way to the royal city. I believe that they will kneel before you and swear allegiance to you soon."

Count Mercers said respectfully, and Adams was even more satisfied after hearing it.

At this time, Ryan also re-entered the royal city with his army.

Walking through the ruins, only half of the palace remained, he frowned as he looked at the nobles around him.

"Why isn't anyone cleaning up the bodies in the city?"

"Do you want to wait for those corpses to stink?"

After a moment of silence, the nobles whispered to the knights behind them. Soon, there was a noise outside. Thousands of soldiers began to clean up the corpses of the orcs in the royal city and piled them on the land north of the royal city. Some soldiers were digging pits there.

"We can't bury him there. This is the royal city. How can we bury the damned orcs under the royal city?"

"What can't be buried? Their bodies will fertilize the land in the north."

Ryan ignored Adams' anger and looked at the half-broken palace, which was Farrell's masterpiece.

Adams stared at Ryan angrily but didn't dare to scold him. He still remembered the sword that Ryan used to kill the legendary cardinal. He also remembered that at dawn when he killed the cardinal, Ryan led his army to angrily slaughter the knights and clergy of the Holy See, and finally kicked McPherson down and dragged him into the royal city like a wild dog.

The war that night allowed the kingdom to see the military strength of the empire, and in the morning, all the nobles saw the cruelty and ruthlessness of Baron Ryan.

He killed all the soldiers of the Crusader Legion. An army of two to three thousand men was ruthlessly slaughtered under Ryan's order. The blood flowed into a lake, and the flames from the piled-up corpses still had black smoke rising into the sky.

Afterwards, Baron Ryan led his army to the Wall of Dawn, the city belonging to the Vatican. Everyone knew what he was going to do. He was seeking revenge on the Vatican and the cardinal who had killed a large number of his soldiers with his legendary power.

So many Ryan soldiers died in that war that the Vatican buried ten times as many lives with them afterwards.

Such means frightened the nobles, so when Ryan asked why no one dealt with the orc corpses, the nobles were unwilling to refute him.

Ryan looked at the palace here, frowned, and then stared at Adams.

Under his gaze, Adams subconsciously stepped back.

"Your Highness Adams, are you planning to accept the nobles' loyalty here?"

He pointed at the ruined palace, which no longer had its former glory.

Adams was speechless for a moment and looked around. Yes, such an environment was too embarrassing. Moreover, how could the king's majesty and the glory of the royal family be in such a broken royal city?

He didn't know what to do for a moment. If he accepted the loyalty of the nobles here, he would probably become the most embarrassed king.

He cares a lot about this.

Ryan waved his hand, and soldiers in the distance drove the carriages over.

Ryan walked forward and tore the rotten wooden carriage apart with a slap. They were originally boxes that Ryan had hastily put together with wood. Inside the boxes, dazzling gems, crystals and some precious treasures were exposed.

These things were in every carriage box.

"These are the royal treasures that I looted from the city of Dawn. McPherson took them away when he left the royal city. They belong to the king."

The nobles breathed rapidly, and Adams began to tremble all over at this moment, staring at the wealth.

"Le... Baron Ryan."

Adams swallowed and said:
"Thank you for helping me bring back the king's wealth. I think I should reward you."

"Just...just the gold coins in those two boxes."

Adams pointed to a carriage and took a look around. Perhaps the boxes containing gold coins were the least valuable.

Ryan saluted with a smile. A box was worth about two thousand gold coins, which was enough as a reward for this trip.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty, but I suggest that you use part of your wealth to hire some magicians and knights to help repair the palace."

"Asking the nobles to swear an oath to the king in the ruins may make them unhappy."

"Is such that."

Having suddenly acquired a huge amount of wealth, Adams became more confident and agreed with Ryan's words.

"I will use a fortune of one million gold coins to invite a magician to repair the royal city."

"There aren't that many magicians in the kingdom. Maybe I can help you think of a solution for this matter."

Ryan said this, wondering how the Chamber of Commerce in the North Wind Province should thank him?

There are still many things that the nobles and the new king need to discuss. For example, there are still conflicts of interest between the earls of Canterlot and the king. These nobles certainly have no choice but to support Adams, but this support also depends on the degree of compromise between the two sides.

After all... the current King Adams Andara is weaker than any previous king. If he doesn't seize the opportunity, he may never have another chance in the future.

Ryan did not get involved because no matter what the outcome was, his share would definitely not be reduced.

He is now arranging for the army to recapture the castle defenses, but this process is much simpler. There are no enemies, and his army can just go over and raise the flag of the Legion of Light's Judgment.

A small number of orcs saw the arrival of the human army and fled back to the north.

Finally, Ryan stood in the north of the kingdom. It was already a bit cold here, and the cold wind blew over. He looked at the mountain a thousand meters away.

"That's the peak on the warthog?"

Ryan was shocked by the misty mountain, and Rose, Farrell and Stuart around him also became nervous.

“No wonder the Yulong Army was wiped out by half of its troops here.”

Farrell opened his eyes wide. Even if he brought a legion of violent elephants, let alone dealing with the warthog, even if he wanted to destroy the mountain, it would take ten days or half a month of non-stop destruction, right?
"Continue?"

The army stopped here. The land of the kingdom was still ahead of them, at least a few thousand meters in range, but they could not move forward.

Because I don’t know if the warthog carrying the mountain on its back will ever wake up.

"If it wants to wake up, it needs a lot of energy, which means food. Every day it wakes up is a huge consumption. The warthog orcs... definitely cannot afford that energy now."

Stuart said this. The legendary magician was still angry about Ryan's insult to him, but after Ryan killed Raymond, he also recognized the baron's strength and chose to reconcile.

After all, as Raymond's opponent at that time, he was fully capable of blocking the holy light beam, but he did not do so in order to keep his magic power sufficient.

Things are different now. If Ryan was just an ordinary baron, he wouldn't have to care about anything, but a baron who could kill a legendary cardinal is qualified to question his fault.

He paid the price of heartache in exchange for Ryan's forgiveness.

"Then let's go. Our mission is to help Adams become the king of the kingdom and let the Andara Kingdom and the Empire form an alliance to fight against the Church."

Ryan turned around and took his army back, and the Holy See also learned of Ryan's request on this day.

(End of this chapter)