It feels so good to stick to Miss Witch

He needs to get a definite answer from the Duke of Borders.

"Does it need to be said?" The border prince grinned slightly, his eyes showing a cold light: "In the province of Rafah, no one from the temple is welcome."

Roy's heart shook, but what followed was a mixture of excitement and apprehension. He couldn't help but ask, "Will this not trigger a full-scale counterattack from the temple?"

It's not that Roy looks down on the Duke of the Border, it's just that the Temple, as one of the two overlords of the Glory Empire, has accumulated hundreds of years of strength and is extremely powerful.

Even though the Duke of the Frontier defeated the Chief of Divine Punishment, at present, only the Duke of Borderlands has the ultimate legendary combat power on his side. The Witch Society may have the ultimate legendary combat power, but the number is definitely not many, and what about the temple?There are at least four Legendary Limits among the twelve seats of God's Punishment on the bright side, let alone secretly.

In case the temple is in a hurry, no one knows what cards they will show.

Regarding Roy's question, the border duke just smiled: "Don't worry, they dare not do this."

"The Glory Empire is not a temple that covers the sky with one hand. The provinces are controlled by the nobles, and the kings have the royal family to target. Once the temple shows any signs of full mobilization, it will be wiped out by all the nobles."

"The Soros family is not alone in the empire, so there is no need to worry too much."

"What we need to do is to directly remove the temple's tentacles in the province of Rafah!"

"If there is no response from the temple, the cathedrals and temples in the adjacent provinces will be removed one after another."

"There are always times when they can't help it."

Roy nodded vigorously: "I understand."

"The temple cleaning plan will be launched immediately after I recover from my injuries tomorrow." The Border Duke made a plan.

"Fuma, it's up to you to execute this plan. I will ask you Uncle Andrew and Uncle Doug to assist you, as well as a group of Scarlet Knights."

"The archbishop of the cathedral temple in Rafah Province is a legendary two-star. With your strength, plus Andrew and Doug, it is enough to completely eradicate him."

"This is a war."

"So, don't show mercy."

"I understand." Fuma nodded vigorously, her fists clenched tightly.

Her father was in such a catastrophe, she wished she could tear out the people in the temple, how could she be merciful?

"My lord, I will also participate in the temple cleaning plan." Roy who was on the side suddenly said.

"You want to join?" The Border Duke frowned slightly: "Roy, whether it's because of your father's friendship with me, or your kindness to little Fuma and me, I can't bother you anymore. "

"You've done enough."

"Next, leave it to us."

In this regard, Roy shook his head with a chuckle: "Your Excellency, you also know that blindly practicing penance will do more harm than good to the improvement of the knight's strength. I haven't been doing activities for a long time, and I want to take advantage of this opportunity to do some activities. "

"Besides, there are some deep grievances between me and the temple..."

"I'll go too." At this time, Latiyi, the great witch who had been standing quietly in the corner without speaking, said in a cold voice: "There are some witches imprisoned in every hall and temple. Taking this opportunity, I'm recruiting some fresh blood for the Witch Association."

"...OK." Roy and Latiy had good reasons, and the Duke of the Frontier had no reason to object. What's more, with the dispatch of the two of them, the already sure-fire action became even less likely to fail.

Rather a good thing.

Although some chickens can be killed with a sledgehammer.

The Duke of the Border had a feeling that the greater reason why Latiy participated in this operation might be because Roy was also involved.

"This kid is unexpectedly popular..."

The border duke thought so, and then said seriously:

"In that case, at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the temple cleaning plan will officially begin!"

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Spring is cold.

On the first day from winter to spring, even though the temperature had not yet risen above 0 degrees, the residents still came out of their houses one after another.

Snow removal, snow removal, work... as if to vent the energy accumulated all winter.

"This winter is really cold..."

"Yeah, sleeping by the fireplace nearly froze me to death."

"Fortunately, Lord Roy is kind enough to provide us with so many clothes and food for free, otherwise..."

The lords gathered in groups of three or four to chat, but their words were filled with fear of this winter and respect for the lord.

The lord who is so sympathetic to the people, in the past, they didn't even hear about it, let alone talk about it.

"Ta Tata..."

At this moment, the ground felt a slight vibration, and this feeling became stronger as time went on.

"Look, what is that!"

"The red knight... oh my god..."

"This is, what happened!"

Looking at the red torrent rushing from the end of the avenue, the leaders were stunned. It took a long time for someone to react, dropped the snow removal tools in their hands, and hurriedly ran to the lord's mansion, wanting to report the news.

However, as ordinary people, how could their speed be comparable to that of galloping knights?

The red torrent whizzed past, and soon stopped in front of the Blackstone lord's mansion, arranged in a neat square formation.

The cold army filled the audience, making the hairs of the leaders who watched secretly from a distance explode.

"Squeak-"

The gate of the lord's mansion opened slowly, and two figures walked out from it.

The first person is slender and tall, and the red scales outline a vigorous posture like a female leopard, perfectly combining femininity and strength.

The man who followed the latter was dressed in a fine attire, with black hair and brown pupils, and a gentle smile on his face that made one feel like a spring breeze.

It was Fuma and Roy.

"His Royal Highness Fuma!"

At the front of the knight formation, two knights, one tall and one short, walked out first, came a few meters in front of Fuma, raised their hands in salute, and hit the armor in front of the left chest with their right fist, making a "boom" sound. There was a muffled sound.

After seeing Fuma nodding, the two turned their gazes to Roy beside them, and bowed again: "Your Excellency Roy."

"I haven't seen you for a while, Lord Andrew, Lord Doug, the strength of the two has improved again, congratulations."

Roy greeted with a smile on his lips.

With the help of top-level magic crystals, Andrew and Doug, who were at the peak of the legendary one-star, have now broken through to the realm of the legendary two-star.

Including Fuma, there are a total of three legendary two-star knights, and they are like pinching the legendary two-star archbishop in the Rafah Provincial Cathedral.

As for the many God's Punishment Knights and Church Knights under the archbishop, the Scarlet Knights were responsible for surrounding them to prevent them from escaping.

After the simple greetings, Fuma ordered: "Now, let's go!"

"Yes!"

A unanimous shout sounded, and then the army turned around and headed north, aiming at the temple.

……

"Clang... clang... clang..."

The melodious sound of the big bronze bell echoed in my ears. Damian Dern, who had just finished the prayer ceremony at this time in the past and should have been calm and peaceful, felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

It seems that some kind of threat is approaching quickly.

Shaking his head, he temporarily suppressed this feeling.

It's not that he doesn't care, the legendary knight's sixth sense is often not groundless.It's just that since the shocking battle between the Duke of St. Feuille's frontier in the royal capital and the chief of God's Punishment five days ago, he has felt this kind of premonition three to four times almost every day.

It's fucking getting used to it, okay?

Regarding the battle five days ago, there are different opinions, and no one knows who will win or lose.

Although the Privy Council Cathedral opened the magic circle and couldn't close it, it seemed to be at a disadvantage, but the Duke of the Frontier was also gone without a trace. For a while, the outcome of the war became a mystery.

What's more, as the archbishop of the cathedral in the province of Rafah, even if Damian wanted to escape, where could he escape?

This is his place.

Without the order of the Privy Council Cathedral, if he left the province of Rafah without authorization, he would be deemed to have been sentenced to the temple.

Since it is impossible to leave the province of Rafah, no matter where you go, it is not as safe as being in the temple.

In fact, Damian, the archbishop, did a very aggrieved job.

Which of the archbishops of cathedrals and temples in other provinces is not majestic, and the nobles in charge of a province have to be polite when they see it?

But who made him so undead, the archbishop of the cathedral temple in the province of Rafah?

With Damian's status, he naturally knew the enmity between the temple and the border duke more than ten years ago.

In this case, if he was not sensible, he might have been kicked out by the border duke long ago.

In this regard, Damian believes that the Duke of Borders can definitely do it.

Once such a thing happens, even the temple will most likely turn a blind eye.

After all, the border duke holds a heavy army and guards the border of the empire. His power is so great that he is already No. 1 under the royal family in the noble circle!

But no matter what, with the temple as the background, there is no need to worry about life. No matter how overbearing the border duke is, he will expel him at most and dare not kill him.

This is also the most fundamental reason why Damian still dares to sit in the temple of the cathedral.

"Ugh……"

Looking at the white pigeons flying outside the colored window, Damian sighed.