Eastern mythology system

Chapter 238
In a dense forest, Garrincha and other nine members of the Holy See of Light were sitting or standing, all of them here.

If the plan goes well, the three masters including Garrincha and the other six people who are in charge of the support will meet here, and they will leave the imperial capital and the glorious empire together with Anthony who was kidnapped.

Yes, Garrincha's plan was not to sneak into the camp of the Chinese army and assassinate Anthony when he was not prepared.Instead, the commander of the army, the same fourth-level martial arts expert, should be captured alive and brought back to the Holy See of Light.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality slapped them a big mouth.

Not only did the plan fail, but the assassins were assassinated instead.Except for Garrincha who blocked the opponent's blow and escaped safely, the other two masters in the same company were all injured.

"How is it?" Garrincha asked one of the masters with a dark face.

There was a long and deep wound on the man's left shoulder, which had already been treated with wound medicine and was being bandaged at this time.

"Thank you for your concern! It's just a flesh injury, it's okay."

After he finished bandaging, a magician companion raised his staff and quickly chanted a spell.A soft milky light fell on the injured shoulder.

The wounded man's frown also slowly relaxed.

In terms of rescue and healing, no one in Oscontinia can compare to the priest of the Holy See of Light.

Cardinal Garrincha walked to the other side, and another master was sitting cross-legged, adjusting his breath.Next to him, there was also a priest holding a staff, giving him healing spells from time to time.

Seeing that he was sweating profusely and looked tired, it was obvious that he had released a lot of magic.But the injured master was no less sweaty than him, his face was flushed, and he looked very painful.

Garrincha didn't ask him about his injury, and he probably knew that he didn't have time to reply.Without talking nonsense, he raised his hand and pressed it on the top of the master's head.

When beads of sweat began to appear on the face of the archbishop in red, the master sitting cross-legged finally breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened his eyes.

Garrincha took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and retracted his palm at the same time.

The master stood up and bowed to salute.

"Thank you, my lord, for your help."

Garrincha frowned and asked in surprise, "Then Anthony is so powerful that you were seriously injured with just one move?"

The master also frowned, as if he was trying to think hard.

"I don't know for sure, but from the feeling, his strength should not be much higher than mine. It's just that the moves are quite weird. I didn't check for a while, so I fell into his way."

Garrincha asked: "Then can you see where he came from?"

"No." The master shook his head and replied cleanly.

The cardinal was a little disappointed, but not surprised.Since the Supreme God sent an oracle to let the Holy See follow and inspect, it would be strange if Anthony had nothing special about him.

The soldier with the injured shoulder also stood up from the ground and walked to the two of them.

"My lord, the man I fought with had a huge axe, but was only half the height of a normal man. If I guessed correctly, it should be a dwarf."

"That's right, the one who hurt you was a dwarf. The one who fought against me was a Li family."

Garrincha sneered, with a hint of ferocity on his face.

"We didn't exterminate these alien races back then. Not only did they not know how to be grateful, they hid in the backcountry to survive, but they ran out to oppose our Bright Holy See? It seems that they were impatient and wanted to die."

The master who was injured by Anthony looked at Garrincha with a livid face, and he was worried.

"Master Garrincha, there are many experts around Anthony, and he is protected by an army, and now he is on guard against us. We may not be able to deal with him alone."

Garrincha gave him a sideways look, feeling quite displeased, but still ordered.

"Lay a long-distance communication magic circle to convey the situation here. Then..."

He paused, then continued unwillingly, "...then wait for the next order from the headquarters."

"Yes!"

Everyone took the order, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

They were really worried that Garrincha would lose face and suffer, so they led a few of them to fight Anthony.

The few people sent by the Holy See of Light are all elites, and they act very quickly.It didn't take long for a small magic circle to be set up.

This is a long-distance communication magic circle. Although it is not large in scale and the deployment time is short, there are only a handful of countries and forces that are qualified to deploy and use this magic circle on the entire continent.

At least the Riga Empire is not eligible.

As for the Brilliant Empire, let alone.

Because this involves space magic, and the field of space magic is considered to be the power closest to God, and has always been strictly restricted.If one's own strength is not enough but one tries to study and research, let's not talk about whether he can succeed or not, if the Holy See of Light knows about it, he will have to shed a layer of skin if he is not dead.

The brilliance of magic slowly lit up, and the communication magic circle began to activate.

Far away in the Holy See of Light in the Holy Empire, a red-clothed archbishop of the same rank as Garrincha pushed open the door and walked in.

"Your Majesty, Cardinal Garrincha has sent a message from the Glorious Empire."

The archbishop in red said as he respectfully presented the paper with the information on it.

The gray-haired Pope sat on a chair, neither getting up nor reaching out to receive it.

"You should know I'm busy, can't you read the content to me?"

The pope's voice was flat, like gossip, but the archbishop in red was surprised and terrified.

Stronging his composure, he finally finished reading the not-too-short content. While he breathed a sigh of relief, the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat.

The pope was silent, and the archbishop in red was waiting for his reply, but did not dare to speak out easily.

The person next to him stretched out his hand and took the paper in his hand.

"let me see."

This person's tone was very rude, but his actions were not only rude, but also arrogant.

One must know that the Red Clothes Archbishop of the Bright Vatican is already considered a big shot in the entire continent.Looking at Cardinal Garrincha's reception by King Beckenbauer in the Glorious Empire, we can see the importance of this position.

Not to mention, there is also a Holy See Pope who can be said to be No. 1 in the world sitting here.

Who has the guts to dare to act presumptuously in front of his old man!
But the archbishop in red didn't move, his attitude was still respectful.And His Majesty the Pope also turned a blind eye and did not get angry because of it.

After a while, the man finished reading the content and looked up at the Pope.

"Your Highness, what are you going to ask them to do?"

The Pope also looked at him with a faint smile on his face.

"Wait and see. How?"

The man laughed and said, "Very good."

……

Despite the assassination incident last night, the army led by Anthony still set up camp early and rushed to the front line as before.

Of course, some people will definitely be punished, such as eating ten or twenty army sticks and the like.

Although Anthony cherished the soldiers when he was fighting, his usual training was extremely strict, and there was no room for sloppyness.

He had noticed the frivolity of the army for a long time, and was about to find an opportunity to rectify it. The sneak attack and assassination of the Holy See of Light provided him with an excellent opportunity.

The camp of tens of thousands of troops was unexpectedly easy for assassins to get in, and the commander had to rely on the commander of the army to repel the enemy himself.Anyone would blush if the patrolling guards were heavily guarded.

Similarly, in the face of such a serious negligence, no matter how severe the punishment, no matter how severe the requirements are, it seems that it is not excessive.

In just one day, the mental outlook of this army has undergone tremendous changes.

Anthony looked at it and nodded, but felt that he should thank the Holy See of Light and others.

As for why they assassinated themselves?Anthony also probably had a guess in his heart.

But what should come will come sooner or later, just like what he said to King Beckenbauer that day, they actually have no other choice but to face it.

With no enemies in the empire, the marching speed will naturally be faster.Although Anthony has strict requirements, he has mastered the scheduling of marching and resting very well, so that the soldiers did not feel too tired despite the rapid march for days.

Coupled with the improvement of the military quality of the soldiers, orders are banned, and everything is done much faster and faster, which saves a lot of time virtually.

In the evening of this day, a tall and majestic city was already in sight.

They finally reached the outskirts of Edinburgh!
Gabriel Hilton was hiccupping, paced squarely, and slowly walked towards the gate of the Hilton family mansion.

In the third generation of the Hilton family, Gabriel is far less famous than the revived and rapidly rising Owen.But after all, he is the eldest grandson. With the prestige of the Hilton family in Edinburgh and even the glorious empire, the people and families who fawn on him can line up from the east gate to the west gate and then back again.

No, someone invited me to drink and eat again.

Sometimes Gabriel thought to himself that an ignorant person like him, who is just eating and waiting to die, can live a very nourishing life.Why bother to fight for power and profit, hurting the soul and hurting the body?I really don't understand those people.

"Young master, please stay."

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded from behind.Gabriel stopped, turned, and squinted.

I saw a young man in white standing quietly behind him, with a faint smile on his face, gentle and polite.

"Excuse me, is Patriarch Silvio here?"

Gabriel frowned, and was about to speak up.

The Hilton family is a patriotic businessman personally sealed by His Majesty the King. How could the patriarch be able to ask anyone to see him.

Suddenly, the eldest grandson of the Hilton family's eyes widened, and his mind, which had been stunned by the wine, instantly sobered up, and he swallowed the swear words he was about to utter again abruptly.

"You, you, you are Mrs. Ann, Anthony?"

His stuttering now is definitely not due to drunkenness.

Anthony looked at his face carefully, and finally laughed.

"Oh, so it's Master Gabriel, long time no see."

Gabriel's wine was completely awake at once, and he quickly laughed, bent over, and said respectfully: "My lord is here, my Hilton family is flourishing. Our patriarch happens to be at home, and please come in, wait Let's take the wind and wash the dust for the adults."

Anthony patted him on the shoulder and walked past him with a smile.

Gabriel's body trembled slightly, and he touched his chest unconsciously, only to feel that the wound that had healed completely began to ache again.

Speaking of which, this Master Gabriel had a little trouble with Anthony.

Of course, the so-called "little" is for Anthony.Gabriel was reprimanded for questioning the strength of the young man who had just arrived in the Hilton family. His sternum was cut off with a palm, and he actually lay on the bed for a long time.

Thinking of Anthony's fierceness back then, as well as the old troubles in his chest, as well as the strength and status of the young man now, Gabriel had a long way to go without being frightened and collapsed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)