After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Otherwise, if the major riots like the one in the Holy City were to happen again on the front line, the consequences would be disastrous.

But it was difficult to say these words to Chris.

Because of Aize, her attitude towards Leah and Rosaline was already very bad. If she knew that Aize was going to take action against Rosaline, she would probably rush to the Holy City on the spot to confront the two of them face to face.

So, I can only say this -

"Chris, this expedition is the first step in the Empire's, and indeed the human nations', quest to recover their territory. Success will greatly inspire all of humanity, and a subsequent, larger-scale counterattack will become possible. Therefore, even if the possibility of failure is minimal, we must not be careless. We must ensure a 100% flawless victory."

This is not a lie, but it is not as strong as Rosaline's motive.

But Chris didn't care about that.

These words made her silent for a moment, and the hesitation on her face disappeared without a trace in those few seconds.

Instead, there was a joy and excitement so intense that it made the eyes sparkle.

"As expected of you, Master! Your consideration and vision are truly beyond my reach."

As she spoke, the blue-haired knight girl suddenly pulled out a notebook from her pocket, bit her tongue, and began to write something on it quickly.

This made Aize himself break out in a cold sweat:

"...No, how can this be a pattern?"

It was just nice empty talk, he actually didn't like that.

Moreover, I wonder how this meaningless speech will be distorted and turned into exaggerated and morbid flattery after it is recorded.

Forget it. I already have more than twenty volumes of my own quotations, so this one sentence won’t make any difference.

On this side, Chris quickly completed the record and stuffed the things back into her pocket with satisfaction.

Then he stood at attention and asked:

"So, Master, what are you going to do? Should I write to the family and ask for advice now?"

"No, that would take too much time."

To reach the Empire—or to be more precise, to reach the vicinity of Lierbas—even a small team of a few people at the fastest speed would take twenty days.

And we couldn't let Alicia fly all the way there in dragon form—a prolonged transformation would risk confusing her self-perception again, and it simply wasn't worth it.

If she really had to wait for the letters to come back and forth before rushing over, two months would have passed. By then, no matter what Rosaline wanted to do, it would have been a done deal and it would have been too late to do anything.

Therefore, we must race against time.

"Pack up and get some rest. We'll set out tomorrow. We don't need a knight order or a guards corps. Just a few people as an advisory group will be enough."

"Yes!"

When Chris, who was already inexplicably excited, heard that she could go out with Aize, she suddenly felt a little elated and even started to smile unconsciously.

...So, it's really disgusting.

Aize sighed helplessly and shook his head again:

"...Well, anyway, I still have to visit Sheen and arrange everything else. You should get ready first."

Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

Then, I was called:

"Master, please wait a moment!"

"Hmm? Anything else?"

"that……"

Chris suddenly became a little shy.

"Although I know it's urgent, but...if you don't mind, can you spar with me now? It's been a long time since I last sparred with my master!"

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When he was still in the Brave Squad, the strongest individual combat force that Aize could directly deploy was Leah Alfred, the chosen brave number one.

Although this lady has hyperthyroidism and some brain defects, her strength is unquestionable.

Although she was always beaten by Uriel, it was because Uriel was too strong, not because Uriel was too weak. From her own perspective, it was a bit like "if you have Yu, why have Liang?"

After Leah and the relatively weaker Heidi, the strongest fighters are Constantine and Chris.

Although the two are still far behind the heroes, they can be regarded as top-level fighters among the natives of this world, and there are not many who can defeat them.

If we compare these two people, Chris is slightly weaker than Constantine - after all, she was born into a family of high-achieving aristocratic commanders, and cannot be compared with the mercenaries who live on the edge of a knife.

But even the weaker Chris is still much stronger than Aize, a half-baked one.

But Chris has always been keen to compete with Aize.

It wasn't to show off her martial arts prowess, but rather that during her sparring with Aize, the latter was able to keenly perceive her shortcomings and disadvantages in combat, and then offer rational advice.

This is extremely valuable to Chris, an excellent student.

Of course, Aize would not refuse such a request from his subordinates.

So, Chris, who was fully armed at all times, went to the open space and waited.

Aize went to the armory in the military camp and got himself a set of armor to wear.

After all, it is a collision of real weapons. If there is even the slightest mistake, it will be no joke.

"Aize, that's great. If you don't mind, try this."

"Um?"

Just as he was about to leave after putting on his armor, Villian called him, opened her storage space, took out a sword, and handed it to Aize.

"This is……?"

"A prototype of a new weapon."

This weapon is based on the standard one-handed broadsword of the church commonly used by Azer, and is fashioned from expensive mountain copper ore obtained from an unknown source.

Holding it up to the sunlight, one can still see some faint irregular colored textures on the surface of the sword, which should be caused by the mixture of various Warcraft materials.

This makes this weapon far superior to the mass-produced ones in the hands of knights in terms of both lightness and hardness.

Although it is not as good as the Holy Sword, it is the limit of what we can do under the current conditions.

And, it doesn't stop there.

When Aize gripped and swung it, the blade actually emitted a faint white light.

So every slash left a dazzling arc of light in the air, which was very cool.

This made Aize unable to close his mouth:

"Sharpening magic... This is an enchanted weapon!? You finished it so quickly!?"

Enchanted weapons and armor can only be produced by workshops directly under the church. The technology is highly complex and encrypted, and is said to come directly from the Supreme God Realm.

Its essence is to engrave preset magic into weapons and armor, and use the user's own magic power to directly activate it in battle.

Including sharpening, hardening, body strengthening, fire enchantment, wound healing, etc., so that knights who cannot use magic can also fight with a set of buffs.

It is a very powerful, easy-to-use and convenient black technology.

Villian once boasted to Aize that she would reverse engineer this technology, but even according to the latter's most optimistic estimate, it would take several years to achieve.

I didn't expect that after only one month, I'd already...

"Yes, this is an enchanted weapon! The so-called technology of the Supreme God Realm is just this... Although I really want to say so, unfortunately, it's not that simple."

Villian held the side of her face and shook her head with regret.

"I haven't found a way to engrave a spell into equipment so it can last for a long time without maintenance. But while searching for a solution, I stumbled upon an inspiration, and then I created the sword in your hand."

As she spoke, Miss Witch waved her hand gently.

The sword in Aize's hand rose into the air as if it had consciousness.

Following the direction of the witch's finger, it circled around the room twice before falling back into his hand.

"This sword is directly connected to me at all times, maintained and operated by my magic. Through it, you can not only strengthen yourself like an enchanted weapon, but also directly use some of the spells I can use."

Content related to magic and sorcery has always been Aze's blind spot in knowledge, and this is no exception.

He didn't understand for a moment, so he gestured with his sword a few times, frowned, and asked:

"...Uh, so, what's the difference between this and an enchanted weapon?"

"The difference is that, rather than a weapon, it's more like a sword-shaped puppet that I created and maintain. Therefore, it can't be used away from me, and therefore can't be mass-produced. But relatively~"

Villian smiled and moved her face so close to Aize that the latter could clearly feel her breath on his facial skin.

"This sword is your personal weapon, Aize. It can be used for both basic strengthening techniques and more complex attack techniques. Its strength is 1000% that of an enchanted weapon. Haha, it's no exaggeration to say that you're holding me in your hands~"

"That's too heavy a statement..."

Looking at Villian who seemed to want to kiss him directly, Aize blinked and glanced at the sword in his hand.

Nodded slowly:

"Thank you... But, these materials are very expensive and rare, right? Where did you get them?"

"That red-haired princess gave it to me. It seems to be part of the royal family's treasury. Since she didn't plan to keep it anyway, I just took it and used it."

"You were busy with this during that time..."

During her last few days in the royal capital, whenever Villian had free time, she would go into the Magicians Association's workshop and work all day long.

When asked what she was doing, she didn't say anything.

Is it to give myself a surprise on this?

Miss Witch distanced herself again and spread her hands.

"Actually, I'm working on something else, but I haven't produced any significant results yet, so I won't report to you yet. After all, I don't know if it will succeed... Well, I might as well give it a try during this sparring match. It's better than testing it on the battlefield."

As a commander-type character, even if Aize really steps into the battlefield in person, in most cases he is still assessing the situation and formulating strategies, and will not fight by himself.

From a rational point of view, holding such a weapon is quite a waste. If it is given to others, the effect will definitely be much better than if it is used by yourself.

But you can’t say that.

Villian spent a lot of effort to create this weapon, which was designated as her own. It would be a bit of a low EQ to give it away.

So, the real thing is to accept it honestly.

Aize took the sword in his hand, weighed it over and over again, examined it several times, stroked the smooth surface, and nodded vigorously at the witch lady:

"Then I'll take it, thank you."

"Of course not. If you have any suggestions for improvement, please let me know."

"Ok."

After saying that, Aize turned around and pushed open the door of the armory leading to the training ground.

Many of the knights and guards stationed and training in the camp at this time were new recruits. They had heard of Aize for a long time but had never actually seen him.

So, as soon as the news spread, a large group of people gathered around the venue, and even the windows of the headquarters building not far away were crowded with people.

Everyone is waiting to witness with their own eyes the ultimate showdown between the God-chosen hero and the world's elite.

Christina herself was already waiting on the field.

Wearing the standard knight armor of the church dyed black, holding an enchanted lance, with a white cloak and a blue ponytail fluttering in the wind, coupled with a serious expression, he looks very heroic.

If only things could be this normal.

"Sorry, it's been a long wait."

When he was more than ten meters away from the other party, Aize stopped.

Without further ado, he raised his brand new sword and pointed it at the opponent.

Chris nodded and raised her spear in response.

"Please teach me, Master!"

"Well, let's do it!"

"Yes!"

With almost overlapping footsteps and the sound of breaking wind, the two figures rushed towards each other at the same time. The enchanted weapons forged by divine technology collided violently and at high speed with the sword forged by the witch, and sparks flew in an instant.