Who taught him to restore the country like this?

Sure enough, the devil would not let her escape easily.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to see the devil's mocking and hateful face.

And his miserable end.

At the same time, other people who escaped from the Gray Mist Territory also discovered this barrier that cut off the Gray Mist Territory's connection with the outside world.

No one knows when this barrier appeared, but it can be guessed that it must have been the work of the new king of the Rah Kingdom.

Are you kidding? In order to keep the news secret and gain more experience, how could Ron let the people from Gray Mist Territory leave so easily?

Last night, he took advantage of the fog and used his magical sense to accurately avoid the soldiers of Lingfeng City, sneaked into the lord's mansion, and took away the other half of the Juyuan Array Plate hidden in the secret cabinet of the study.

After obtaining the complete Nirvana Power Experience Card, he activated the Dusk Barrier in the ruins, isolating the Gray Mist Territory from the outside world.

In order to break this barrier, magic of level seven or above is required. It is impossible for the remaining group of misfits under Gray Mist to break it.

Even if there were people in the Gray Mist Territory who knew seventh-level magic, they would not be able to use it due to the interference of the gray fog.

Therefore, unless a strong person from the outside comes to help and breaks the barrier from the outside, it is impossible for the people in the Gray Mist Territory to escape.

However, even though Ron cut off Gray Mist Territory's contact with the outside world, the news of his restoration of the country in Gray Mist Territory still spread.

……

As one of the three great churches favored by the gods, the Church of Glory has a constant stream of people coming every day to listen to sermons, read scriptures and make pilgrimages.

In the monastery behind the church.

Celia held the broom in both hands, looking at the church in front of her in a daze.

It has been two days since she returned to the Glorious Church. Because of interfering in the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Rah, her status as a saint was stripped away and she was sent back to the monastery to study again.

She has no complaints about this.

At this time, in the sacred and solemn church, the bishop was canonizing a new saint.

The September weather still had a hint of warmth, which reminded Celestia of the day she was canonized as a saint and the high expectations the bishop had for her.

The envious applause of fellow nuns and the cheers of the spectators are still vivid in my mind, as if they happened yesterday.

But he failed to live up to everyone's expectations and failed to become an excellent clergyman.

"Lady Keltia."

A calling voice brought Celia back to her senses.

A nun hurried over from the direction of the church: "Lady Celtia, Bishop Kevin wants you to go to the church."

"What happened?" Celtia asked puzzledly, looking at the panting nun.

"Yes." The nun nodded, with a look of shock still in her eyes.

It looked like he had seen something incredible.

Confused, Keltija handed the broom to the nun and walked quickly towards the church.

When she arrived at the church, the people who came to watch the ceremony had not yet dispersed.

In the church, the new saint was holding the divine record in her hand, and it was obvious that the consecration ceremony had ended.

Those who come to watch the ceremony should focus their enthusiastic gazes on the Saint, just like they did during her canonization ceremony, and not be affected by external factors until the Saint leaves.

She thought that was the way it should be.

But why were all these people looking at her at the same time?

And he kept staring.

Among them is the newly appointed Saint.

Celia walked into the church with a puzzled look on her face.

"Bishop Kevin."

"Keltia, you're here." Bishop Kevin said calmly.

"Excuse me, what does Bishop Kevin want to talk to me about?" asked Celia.

Everyone in the church looked at her as if they were judging a criminal.

Bishop Kevin was silent for a moment and said, "It's about the new king of the Rah Kingdom."

Celia realized: "I know full well that my foolish actions have brought extremely negative consequences to the reputation of the Holy See of Light. I am willing to accept any punishment."

These people were dissatisfied with the punishment imposed by the Glorious Church, so they united at the Saint's canonization ceremony to demand a satisfactory result.

Under pressure, the bishop had to impose additional punishment on her in public.

That's what Keltija thought.

"I'm not calling you here to ask for an explanation, but I need you to explain something to everyone."

Bishop Kevin looked at the new saint.

The new saint nodded, turned around and walked to Celtia, handing her the divine record.

Celia was stunned.

"Just now, the great God of Light conveyed the oracle to us through the Divine Record." Bishop Kevin said.

Upon hearing this, Celia took the divine record and opened the cover.

Suddenly, three lines of golden text appeared one foot above the title page, like a projection.

Celia's pupils suddenly condensed.

"On September 1815, 9, the last king of the Rah Kingdom, Ron Rhinet, announced the restoration of his kingdom in the Grey Mist Territory of the Emerald Kingdom and his intention to rejoin the war against the Divine Kingdom."

Three short lines.

The information revealed was so shocking and unbelievable.

impossible!

That person is not dead?

If he didn't die, why wasn't he controlled by the shackles of slavery?

This is unreasonable.

Celia's thoughts were in a mess.

If a country is destroyed in the war against the Kingdom of God, can it be restored?

That’s fine, we’ve already been eliminated. Can we still participate in the war for the Kingdom of God after the restoration of our country?

Why is that?

The doubts in her heart were the same as those in the hearts of everyone present.

"Keltia, what did you do to the new king of the Kingdom of Rah?" asked Bishop Kevin.

This is the first time such a situation has occurred since the first war between the Kingdom of Gods began.

"Bishop Kevin, I didn't do anything. I just trapped a few royal knights and didn't touch him the whole time. I can swear to the God of Light." Celtia answered with an innocent expression.

Don't look at me.

I, a mere saint, really don't have that much ability.

Since Celia had sworn an oath to the God of Light, Bishop Kevin couldn't ask any further. He said, "Regardless of the situation, this incident was caused by your dereliction of duty, and you must bear the consequences."

"I will definitely investigate thoroughly and give everyone a satisfactory answer." Celtia said solemnly.

"Well, let's go."

Bishop Kevin turned and left.

The guests in the church were naturally extremely dissatisfied with such a response.

But what if you are not satisfied?

They didn't say they wouldn't give an answer.

We can only disperse honestly.

……

1815年9月5日这天，「翡翠王国20万大军没攻破迪阿姆王国2万人的边境防线」成为了世界各国贵族茶余饭后津津乐道的事。

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

That afternoon, the focus of these people's discussion shifted to another even more explosive piece of news.

"The Kingdom of Lach has been restored!"

Chapter 12: Me again?

……

After Byron and his companions received their mission, they came out of the mercenary hall and Ron took them to the entrance of the town.

At this time, there were many carriages parked at the entrance of the town, some were preparing to depart, some were returning from going out, and all of them were people dressed in luxurious clothes.

They gathered at the entrance of the town, whispering to each other.

When they saw Ron appear at the town gate, their hearts skipped a beat and they hurriedly dispersed, leaving behind their carriages.

"Aren't you angry?" Byron asked curiously, looking at Ron's calm profile.

Looking at the scene at the city gate, anyone who is not blind or deaf can understand the intention of this group of people to escape.

This is the case here, and it's probably the same in other towns as well.

"I'm angry," said Ron.

"can not tell."

“Emotions don’t have to be on the surface.”

"Okay, so how are you going to govern?"

"This is not your concern. You just need to complete the tasks I assign to you and fulfill your duties as a mercenary." Ron said in a flat voice.

He selected the strongest horse, along with the prepared list and half of the formation plate, and handed them to Byron.