After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

It's not surprising that some people resisted, but how did such a serious and well-equipped resistance army, even an organized one, survive under the eyes of the demons?

It's totally unimaginable and looks suspicious no matter how you look at it.

But he was introduced by Rosalyn.

Rosaline possesses divine revelation, so theoretically no one can deceive her.

That should be... okay, right?

With absolute trust in their idol, the doubts among the sect members lasted for less than 10 seconds before disappearing into thin air.

Then came a friendly greeting.

Rosalin waited patiently for them to finish, then smiled and asked the man named Rhett:

"Mr. Schmien, I believe you have just heard our plan. May I ask if you are willing to provide assistance for our operation?"

"Of course, esteemed Lady Rosalyn. Completely wiping out all the orcs in this city has always been the goal of our resistance army. Since Lady Rosalyn is willing to assist us in our goal, then we naturally have no choice but to do so."

The man said, bowing again:

"I have some connections in this city that I can use. I have them ready to cooperate with you in taking action at any time."

"Very good, thank you very much for your assistance."

Rosalin nodded with great satisfaction, and even the smile on her face became brighter than usual in a short period of time.

"Then it is confirmed. Gather all members of the sect. In the name of the goddess, let us set out."

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After occupying Lilbas, the orcs also used it as a forward base for attacking humans, and therefore stored a lot of supplies.

However, during the fierce fighting - especially after several consecutive tragic defeats, these originally stored supplies were consumed in large quantities to make up for the huge losses.

Thanks to Aze's operation and the surrender of the orcs, brutal street fighting was avoided and the remaining supplies were successfully received with almost no damage.

However, in order to cope with the fierce attacks of the undead and the subsequent demon army, the lives of the soldiers and civilians in the city must be guaranteed. These reserves are just enough, and extreme economy has to be achieved in almost every detail.

For example, now, although it is an accommodation point where a large number of patients, wounded and civilians have gathered, the lighting is quite dim, with only a few sparse lights ensuring basic visibility.

Doctors accompanying the army, sorcerers who mastered healing techniques, and the few doctors originally present in the city, moved among the dense crowd, providing assistance to those with the most serious conditions and the highest priority.

The few guards who stayed behind not only maintained order but also helped out.

The violent explosions, fighting and roars from the battle outside the city, as well as the terrifying and strange noises of the undead, irritated everyone here.

But the situation is still maintained.

until--

"who is it!?"

In the extremely dark alley, some figures suddenly appeared. The guards on duty immediately drew their weapons and pointed them in that direction.

Then, more and more people appeared, and they gathered from even more directions, forming an encirclement, surrounding the resettlement site in the middle and gradually approaching.

Accompanied by the inhuman roars coming from afar, it looked as if the undead army had already rushed into the city.

The crowd began to get restless and riotous, and some people even stood up in fear and prepared to flee.

Although the remaining guards were ready for battle, with such a small number of people, they could not even delay time to wait for reinforcements, let alone protect the people behind them.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

Gradually approaching.

Getting closer.

Only when the faint light finally dispelled the darkness wrapped around the figure, revealing a face that was undoubtedly human, did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, Rosaline, holding the holy staff, appeared in the guards' sight and greeted them with a smile:

"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for your hard work."

"You are... Lady Rosalyn?"

The remaining commander had seen the enemy twice in previous offensive operations. He recognized them immediately and stood at attention to salute.

"It's not hard work. This is my duty. I wonder why Lady Rosalyn has brought so many people here at this late hour?"

The number of people surrounding the camp reached an astonishing 5000 or more.

In addition to the "jihadist army", there were also some masked unidentified armed personnel and a large number of local civilians holding crude tools as weapons.

It looks out of place and extremely unfriendly.

But after all, his identity was there, and the Royal Guards had to treat him with courtesy before confirming the situation.

In response to the captain's question, Rosalyn maintained her usual smile and replied:

"Not long ago, I received a revelation during my prayers that someone is hiding here with evil intentions. Haha, for the safety of the city and its residents, and for the sake of Aize and the Guards who are fighting so hard, of course we have to deal with this hidden danger, right?"

The captain of the guard frowned:

"Demons? Why are there demons here?"

"No? It's in the building behind you."

Rosalyn raised her hand, pointed across the crowd, and pointed to the military camp at the back, which was half crowded and half empty.

"Wha-what do you want to do?"

"In the name of the goddess and humanity, the local residents deserve to know what you've hidden inside. They also deserve to know what's taking away the medical care and protection that should be theirs. So, please move aside."

Facing the guard captain's gaze, Rosalyn's smile took on a threatening tone.

The crowd she led also began to make a commotion.

Chapter 96: Reversals are always surprises

Rosalyn's tone was relatively mild, but the threat was evident in her words, and her voice was quite loud. Combined with her striking attire and the clamor of the crowd behind her, she drew the attention of nearly everyone present.

The rather inflammatory content even caused some people to whisper.

The captain of the guards realized her intention and his expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

Turning around and glancing at the already agitated crowd, he shook his head vigorously:

"No! Lord Aize's order, no matter what happens, this door must not be opened without his order! If you want to see what's inside, go find Lord Aize and let him give the order. Otherwise, I cannot obey you!"

That being said, the captain also understood that the situation of these people rushing to the door with thousands of people did not seem like they could be easily dismissed with just a few words.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the few guards left here immediately gathered together, raised their shields and formed a battle line behind the captain.

Such a small shield wall, no matter how determined its builders are, how superb their skills are, or how sturdy their equipment is, cannot physically stop a crowd of thousands of people.

Just like a shield cannot stop the flood from breaking through a dam.

But it is the duty of the Guards, and they have to do so even if it is just to show their attitude.

This reaction naturally made the people standing on the opposite side extremely dissatisfied, and they almost immediately broke out into a fierce and unbearable shouting.

Rosalyn's face didn't show any obvious dissatisfaction, she just smiled and continued:

"Aize is a hero, and I am also a hero, and the leader of the Crusade Army representing the Church. If he can give orders, can't I give orders too?"

"Sorry, no."

The answer was firm and decisive, without even a tenth of a second of hesitation, and even Rosalyn's smile froze for a moment.

"We have sworn to defend the Saxon Empire. Lord Aize is Lord Adrian's advisor and has earned his trust and token of trust. He is the one who performs his duties, and our loyalty stems from this. We have nothing to do with the Hero or the Church. So either go back, or get Lord Aize's permission. Otherwise—"

He stepped forward fully armed, stood at attention, and unloaded his luggage. The clanging of armor was clearly audible in the dark and silent night, like thunder.

"I'm sorry, but we can't obey your order!"

In an instant, the surrounding crowd, whether surrounding or surrounded, fell into deathly silence.

Then--

"How dare you be so disrespectful to the incarnation of the goddess!"

"The Royal Family!? What's so great about the Royal Family?! In front of the all-knowing and all-powerful Goddess, your so-called royal family is worthless!"

"You're hiding the demons, so what? You even dare to bring up Lord Aize. Ugh! Disgusting!"

"I think these guys are heretics! Kill them! Kill them!"

The crowd led by Rosaline entered an unprecedented state of rage.

As the curses came one after another, stones, shoes, and other objects suitable for throwing were thrown at the guards in formation like raindrops.

Shields pinged against armor, but no one moved, not even a blink.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate.

Rosaline, who was standing at the forefront of the confrontation, breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask:

"Is it worth it?"

"what?"

"You have always risked your lives to fight the demons and protect the people of the Empire, and that is admirable. But now, you are putting yourselves in danger for a few demons who deserve their punishment. Is that worth it?"

The smile on the face of the pure white saint became more and more obvious:

"In other words, do you and your men really know what's hidden in there? Did Aize really tell you the truth when he ordered you to guard this place?"

The booing from the crowd, led by Rosalyn, grew louder.

Behind the members of the Guards, the patients in the shelter and their accompanying family members also began to whisper to each other.

The atmosphere of suspicion, mixed with the already strong sense of unease, quickly spread among the crowd - this was not a metaphor or speculation, but Rosalyn's actual feeling.

Familiar feeling.

She was sure that as long as the tightly closed door was pushed open, the people's wishes and demands would be responded to, and the emotions that were successfully vented would turn into a belief that was no different from that in other places, and would quickly occupy this land.

Just like what happened in the Holy City before.

Just like everything I experienced in my previous life.

As for these guards, based on past experience, now that things have come to this, they should—

"Lady Rosalyn, as you said, I have no idea what is inside."

"Uh-huh."

"But I don't need to know."

"Um...what did you say?"

Rosalyn's expression trembled slightly.

"I only know that Lord Aize said that if this door is opened, the safety of the entire city will be affected. For us, this sentence alone is enough to stop here at all costs. What else he knows or doesn't know is irrelevant."

The captain of the guards remained standing, his eyes and tone unchanged.

"So, I still say the same thing. Either you go back or get Lord Aize's authorization. There is no third way."

Rosalyn didn't say anything else, and the debris falling like raindrops stopped at this moment.

This does not mean that the atmosphere has eased, in fact, it is quite the opposite.

The little fights are over, the real show is about to begin.

"Is that so? Well, there's nothing we can do. The goddess's revelation cannot be wrong. The oracle must be fulfilled. If you insist on stopping it, I'll be sorry."

The words of the Pure White Saint were like a signal, triggering a certain switch.

The crowd surrounding the shelter began to advance, leaving no gaps, and quickly tightened like a noose.

The small shield wall formed by the Guards maintained a combat readiness state and did not retreat a single step. They stared firmly at the crowd in front of them without any sign of fear.

A bloody conflict with a huge disparity in power seems inevitable.

"Stop! Stop it all!"

The roar of a familiar voice suddenly tore apart the oppressive, stagnant air.

"The demons are still attacking outside. What are you planning to do here? Are you planning a rebellion? Huh? Put down your weapons!"

Along with the sounds of beating and pushing, the "noose" was immediately torn open, and Aize, fully armed with a sword, appeared there with an extremely angry expression.

Following behind him were hundreds of fully armed guards who were like an iron wall.