In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

Under the delicate black silk clothes, her delicate fair skin was revealed.

Slightly flushed.

"This……"

Seeing that even her wounds had been repaired, Lamaren was really surprised.

She raised her head hesitantly and looked at Maria in front of her, a strong question rushing into her heart.

This desire prompted her to utter her suppressed inquiry.

"Who...are you?"

"Is this important?"

Maria did not answer, but silently showed the ring in her hand.

Lamaren was also stunned for a moment, then realized what Maria meant.

Maria ultimately chose to participate in these things.

But this was not her own will.

She helped me, and as the one who dragged her into this, I owed her a favor.

And obviously, Maria has already figured out how to repay this favor.

This incident made Lamaren stunned for a moment, and then she lowered her head silently.

"I won't forget it."

The girl spoke with certainty.

"What should we do next, Your Highness?"

Seeing that their master was rescued, the other banshees quickly carried him up, but when they were about to move to the next step, they hesitated.

In this case, they still wanted to see Maria's opinion.

What should I and others do next?

"Retreat."

Maria's voice was calm.

Since Ramalen has been rescued, there is no need for them to waste time staying here.

The reason they were able to kill their way through the entire camp so easily, besides the fact that Maria did possess strong strength, was also because the soldiers of the coalition forces did not react in time.

But now, after a short respite, some of these soldiers should have reacted and started to organize themselves into teams.

The longer the time is delayed, the more soldiers will gather and the more complicated the situation they will face.

Maria has no problem protecting herself, but if there are too many people, she will inevitably lose control and release her abilities to annihilate these enemies.

There is no need to fight unnecessary conflicts.

So Maria chose to retreat temporarily.

The other banshees also nodded, carried Ramalen, who had not yet recovered, and prepared to retreat.

At this time, Lamaren gritted her teeth.

"There are still enemies..."

"Ok?"

Another group of enemies set off.

Ramalen looked at her compatriots present and took a deep breath.

"I heard during the operation just now... In addition to the Glory-class battleship we discovered, another group of teams set out in secret."

"That group's target was also the Royal City... Did you defeat them as well?"

Ramalen's voice sounded somewhat expectant, but everyone present was stunned when they heard this.

There is another batch.

But...didn't they only repel the Glory-class battleships?

All of a sudden, everyone realized that something was wrong and their faces changed suddenly!

By the time everyone finally returned to the Banshee King's City, everything was already beyond redemption.

The quiet and elegant city was no longer there. A huge airship was soaring in the sky, throwing all kinds of things coldly into the city.

Roaring flames continued to rise from the distance, and shrill wails echoed through the night!

"this!"

Seeing this scene, Ramalen was completely stunned.

She subconsciously wanted to rush back to defend her city.

But her weak body caused her to fall to the ground after only two steps.

"Your Highness!"

At this time, the other banshees rushed forward eagerly and tried to pull Ramalen up.

And their eyes couldn't help but look into the distance.

City……

Their city...

Their home...

It has become a battlefield...

For a moment, all the banshees present were at a loss.

Their emotions urged them to rush to the royal city immediately to live and die with their hometown.

But their rationality told them that they had to escape... The royal city had already been captured, and they would only die if they went there!

I can only run away...

Must escape!

A strong sense of unwillingness suppressed everyone's hearts. They clenched their fists and stared at the flames in the distance.

No sound came out of my throat.

When Maria saw this scene, she lowered the brim of her hat slightly.

She didn't say much, but just walked forward silently in silence.

"Your Highness..."

The banshees were a little stunned, not understanding what Maria was going to do.

Maria didn't mean to explain anything, she just turned her head slightly.

"Wait until the airship crashes, then come back..."

After saying that, she walked towards the city engulfed in flames without saying a word.

The slender figure was illuminated by the firelight.

Staggering in a trance...

……

In the city, screams continued to ring out all around.

Peace can no longer be guaranteed in the city at this time.

The crowd moved around excitedly, trying to avoid the bombs dropped from the sky.

Amidst the shabby ruins, mothers held their children and cried helplessly.

There are even crazier people who go completely crazy after realizing that they cannot escape the fate of disappointment.

But all this could not stop the cold soldiers from advancing their front line.

They raised their weapons mercilessly and killed everyone within their sight.

The Sarkaz were not human beings like them... they were monsters, beasts, and there was no need to feel guilty even when fighting them.

These are words that are deeply engraved in their minds.

It prompted them to commit inhumane killings without any burden.

But among this crowd, there was a man covered in bandages, calling out with all his might.

"Here... send the child over here!"

Follow the sound.

Father Sakota, who had been ostracized, framed, and even despised by them in the past, was still standing at the door of his church wearing his tattered, patched monk's robe.

He tried his best to call on everyone to calm down, and almost risked his life to guard outside his church.

"You damn things!"

Once again, someone noticed this untimely Sakota angel.

The brutality of the war made them angry and resentful.

Completely losing their minds, their wild instincts drove them to attack each other once again.

But this time, the priest was not beaten any further.

He dodged the opponent's attack by moving sideways and with just one simple punch, he made him fall to his knees.

Looking at the crowd attacking from all around, he decisively pulled out the only protective gun on him and shot into the air!

"Oh!"

The crisp sound of gunfire is the best helper to tear apart all the madness.

At this moment, the priest showed a sharpness that he had never shown before.

He looked at everyone present with a grim gaze.

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you guys right now..."

He said this in a firm tone.

"Now, if you still want your children to live, send them to the church..."

If there was room for a stir in the various fights on ordinary days, there was no such opportunity now.

The coalition soldiers are approaching, and these people continue to waste time, only wasting their limited chances of escape!

Looking at the hesitant and confused crowd around him, the priest paused for a moment before continuing in as gentle a tone as possible.

"This is the Lateran Cathedral... As long as I'm alive, this place will be a non-official area of ​​the Lateran. Any killing here will be considered a provocation to the Lateran. As long as I'm alive, no matter how vicious the coalition forces are, they won't dare attack..."

The priest tried to use the briefest words possible to make the importance of the matter clear to those present.

If he sends the weakest children here now, he can protect them, and they will also have more strength to escape. Maybe they will have a chance to meet again in the future.

But if we continue to worry about it, the result will be more people dying!

"Why should we believe you?!"

There were still some people in the crowd who raised doubts.

It's not that they are unwilling to believe the priest's words, but they are aware of what they have done to him.

They simply didn't believe that the other party would be so kind as to save them, a group of Sarkaz.

The hatred between the two sides is far stronger than that of all races in this world!

"..."

The priest did not explain.

He just stood there, looking at everyone present silently without saying a word.

And in such oppression, a woman came out.

She said nothing, but held back her tears and silently handed the crying baby in her arms to the priest.

"Mrs. Agni..." The priest spoke in a gentle tone as he faced the woman who had once helped him.