After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

At the Lord's Mansion in Kuru City, Commander Kate has been in a bad mood lately.

Eliminating the Holy See led by the Savior Saintess, hunting down the Mage Guild, and incorporating the southern part of the Central District into the Northern Territory's power—it's all so simple!

Now it's all a mess, a complete chaos.

Sister Arabella sent letter after letter to Ice City, all of them listing his so-called "crimes".

However, the most troublesome issue right now is the Catholic Church that Saint Jane has created. In Catholic doctrine, the Duke is a saint, a messenger of hell who punishes false gods and oppressors, and he will lead people to create a future of equality and freedom.

Although this part is somewhat superstitious, Kate can actually accept it, since His Excellency the Duke is indeed doing such things.

As for Saint Jeanne, she was both a Catholic saint and, in effect, an archbishop. Since Saint Jeanne created a halo around Catholic believers, Catholicism had become the sole official faith of the Union Army.

The army is the birthplace of Catholicism, and all members of the Second Division, including Kate herself, are Catholics.

People always need to believe in something, otherwise they can easily become weary of the world and succumb to nihilism.

The problem is that Sister Arabella is constantly coming and going in the army with a huge halo around her.

What does this mean? It means that she not only received the blessing of Saint Jane's power, but also the Duke's authoritative certification, so the High Nun's prestige in the army is growing day by day.

If this continues, the soldiers of the Second Division, who are devout followers of the Duke, will soon only know the High Nun and not their division commander...

Fortunately, the High Priestess, as the spiritual leader, maintained a high degree of self-discipline and vigilance, never actively interfering in military operations. At most, she would shout a few slogans before the war and instigate Kate to carry out the purge of heretics after the war.

Moreover, in terms of loving soldiers like their own children, even Kate would be ashamed to admit that the Great Sister would do better. She would chat with the soldiers in the barracks every day, take care of their daily lives, resolve their mental troubles, and strengthen their fighting spirit.

Putting aside those petty accusations, the High Nun was actually quite nice.

"Commander Kate, why are you refusing to participate in our discussion? Please remember, you are also a member of the Catholic Church."

Arabella pushed open the door and entered, her tone more of a direct expression of dissatisfaction than a question.

"I'm a division commander, and I have a lot to deal with every day." Kate sighed, stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, and then pointed to a 30-centimeter-high pile of documents on the table.

Upon hearing this, Arabella nodded; she wasn't one to make trouble unnecessarily.

"When are you free? You are the commander of our Second Division. If you can take the initiative to participate in the discussion, the soldiers will be very happy."

"Um, what's the discussion about, or rather, what do I need to do?" Kate picked up her pen again and asked seriously.

He couldn't afford to offend her, really couldn't afford to offend her. If he could just get the High Priestess to shut up for a while, he wouldn't recommend attending that discussion meeting.

If he works harder today, he might be able to write a speech after finishing his military duties, and then find some free time the next day.

Arabella smiled for once. "You don't need to prepare anything. Just talk to the soldiers and have a heart-to-heart talk. Trust me, Commander Kate, this will help you understand your army better."

……

The Special Operations Department's infiltration plan is proceeding quietly. For the members of the Special Operations Department, the most pressing issue at present is that they are short-handed, far from enough.

The force of over a hundred men, more than half of whom were elite veterans, could only monitor a small part of the city despite their best efforts.

A large amount of intelligence was gathered by Catherine. Isolde, one of the goddess's henchmen, like most of the goddess's faction, had disappeared. The last confirmed sighting took place in the royal city.

Unfortunately, Paladin Commander Paul's attention was drawn to Nicole, the incarnation of the curse. If he had been able to take down Isolde, he might have avoided a lot of trouble.

Savior Saintess, Holy Water...

Catherine had a premonition that Isolde was the person they had been searching for. Once they found Isolde, the Goddess Faction would have nowhere to hide.

"Still no news from the Mage Guild?" Catherine asked her subordinates again, unwilling to give up.

The members quickly bowed their heads, "We're sorry, Lady Catherine."

"No, it's not your fault. It's just that mages are too special. If they use invisibility magic, even an adventurer of my level would have a hard time detecting their presence if the range exceeds fifteen meters."

If we only talk about combat power, many mages are no match for adventurers, but the versatility of magic is terrifying. From summoning clear springs to bombarding waterfalls, from invisibility magic to teleportation magic, it can be said that every mage is a near-omnipotent all-rounder.

"We've gathered all the intelligence we can in this city. Everyone pack your bags, we're leaving tomorrow..."

The sudden sound of footsteps on the first floor of the hotel interrupted Catherine's command. She held her breath and waited for a moment before the door was knocked on with three long knocks followed by two short knocks.

The door opened, and an old soldier strode in, whispering, "Lady Catherine, Division Commander Kate wants you to prepare. The Second Division will attack our city at 2 a.m. tonight."

"So soon?" Catherine took a deep breath. The city she was in was quite a distance from the front lines. Besides, hadn't they said they would stop the offensive at the end of the month?

The veteran retrieved a map and immediately pointed out to Catherine a small border town near the central region of the Eastern Territory.

"Reporting to Lady Catherine, Commander Garwin of the Third Division has sent word that they have discovered the mage's trail. All two hundred warriors in the town have been killed, all by long-range sniping piercing spells."

Catherine rubbed her thick calluses and blinked twice slowly.

The news is true, but I'm afraid it might be a diversionary tactic.

There was too little relevant intelligence. The special forces should have been the eyes of the army, but most of them were new to intelligence work, resulting in poor effectiveness, slow action, and being completely led by the nose by the enemy.

However, Catherine could probably guess Commander Kate's intention: to break through the southern part of the central district, cut off the flow of people on the east and west sides, and then join forces with the Eastern Territory to carry out a regional blockade.

Whether there are dates or not, let's shoot a couple of times first.

"Immediately assemble our personnel and make sure to dismantle the city lord's command twenty minutes before the main army launches its attack."

"yes!"

At almost the same time, in the Earl's mansion, Lucas packed his bags and submitted his resignation to the Earl.

The Northern Army has arrived, and there are scouts gathering intelligence throughout the city. Even if they live a life of hardship alongside the refugees, it is far safer than this seemingly impregnable city lord's mansion.

That Catherine, isn't she the previous S-rank adventurer?

No, we can't wait any longer. With the Count's permission, Lucas didn't choose to say goodbye to Monet. After all, it was just a fleeting encounter, and he had already given the necessary warnings. Now, he wished her good luck.

As soon as Lucas stepped out of the city lord's mansion, he saw the figure that had been waiting in front of the gate.