Blasphemy: 19th Day Sign

In the days following Chapter 19's expedition, the entire empire's military system was busy preparing for the major defense change at the Gate of the Abyss and another march into the Dark Forest.

Pompeo and Alexander have been busy these days, but Rogge seems relaxed and at ease. Except for a few strong men from the Holy Domain, he brought almost no elite troops with him this time. Therefore, he had nothing to do with the preparations for the attack on the Dark Forest. However, Fatty was very interested in the war machines of the Asrophic Empire, which was famous in the mainland, so whenever he had free time, he would observe the war preparations of the two armies of the empire.

That afternoon, Rogge had nothing to do, so he accepted Straw's invitation and went to his house to sit.

At this moment, the emperor has clearly defined the boundaries of the dispute between the two sides, so Rogge is not worried about his safety during this trip. Nobles like Rogge and important ministers of the empire could only be assassinated but not attacked openly.

Under the warm afternoon sunshine, Rogge's magnificent carriage, which was famous in the imperial capital, drove smoothly into Straw's Prime Minister's Palace.

This time I revisited my old place, the Prime Minister's Mansion was a scene that was full of elegance and splendor, and the weirdness of the blood moon night was gone. In this rare good weather, both Straw and Rogge found drinking tea in the garden to be more attractive than having private discussions in a secret room.

Straw first thanked Rogge for rescuing Serena from the Bator Abyss, and Rogge was of course hypocritically polite. After a few rounds of hypocrisy between the two, Straw finally got to the point.

"Since Mr. Rogge takes such good care of Serena, I will put down this old face and speak directly. Charles must have been invited by Mr. Rogge, right? Thank you for thinking so highly of Charles, but right now Nearly ten days have passed. Whatever you have to say, it should be finished. Is it time to let him come back?"

Roger smiled and said: "I just arrived in the imperial capital not long ago, and I don't know Lord Charles at all."

Straw nodded and said: "That's it. One more thing, I have two daughters, Su and Serena, you have met them. If they offend you in any way in the future, Can you let her go? In return, I will restrain my men and not touch those close women around you. The stage for our struggle for supremacy should be a battlefield of thousands of miles, and kidnapping and assassination should not be done by heroes. ."

Roger immediately recalled all the 'close' women around him.

Among the women around him at this moment, the most 'weak' ones are Fengdie and Froya. After the fall, Fengdie is much stronger than before. Her wheel saw, which is poisoned and has a powerful curse, is definitely a weapon for harvesting lives. Under the influence of the dual curses of darkness and bloodthirsty, Fengdie is almost immune to all status-debilitating magics that are weaker than these two curses.

As for the little goblin, she is no less cunning and vicious than Rogge. Although she can no longer use the artifact 'Paradise Lost', as a great magician covered in high-level magic items, Froya cannot be used by anyone. contemptuous. Besides, with such a charming and peerless beauty, most men would be somewhat reluctant to hurt her when they make contact with her. But Froya would never hesitate at all when killing people.

Speaking of Mora, as a goddess magician who often performs miracles, even if she has no strength at all, she is not someone who can be easily provoked.

As for Seraphi and Androni...it would be good if the two of them don't bully others.

Thinking of this, Rogge smiled and said: "I don't like to be subject to too many restrictions, so I can't make any promises to you on this matter. I just hope that you can restrain the two ladies and not be too reckless."

Two consecutive setbacks did not discourage Straw, and the smile on his face did not even change at all: "Although you rejected me, in return for saving Serena, I still want to give you Your last reminder. In politics, no matter how fierce the conflict, there is room for negotiation and compromise, but between two different beliefs, there is no room for buffering. In history, every religious war triggered by a conflict of beliefs, The level of bloodshed and cruelty exceeds that of a large-scale coup. I heard that a new church has arisen in the empire, the Eye of Wisdom, and you are its most staunch supporter. The Eye of Wisdom is developing rapidly and is rapidly spreading in the empire. The number of believers is expanding in the south. That area was originally a gathering place for supporters of the Silver Holy Cult tradition. I think you know what I mean."

Roger was silent in thought. It was not that he had never thought about this problem. The Eye of Wisdom expanded so fast that it even attracted the attention of the Emperor. This can be partly attributed to Odaireh's frequent miracles, and partly to Mora's rare natural charm. With the help of many magicians, every large-scale religious ceremony she presides over will add at least several thousand followers to the Eye of Wisdom.

Today, the number of followers of Eye of Wisdom has exceeded 500,000. If it develops at this rate, it won't take a few years for the Eye of Wisdom to replace the Holy Sect of Silver and become the largest sect in the empire.

This is something that the Silver Holy Religion will never tolerate.

Rogg knew that once the City of Yunxiao was defeated, the next person he would have to deal with was the Holy Sect of Silver. However, from the current point of view, the alliance between Alexander, Pompey and the Silver Holy Church is a typical secular and religious alliance. The two famous imperial generals were not devout believers in the goddess of ice and snow, just like Straw did not believe in the goddess of nature.

In this case, if the Eye of Wisdom wants to compete with the Silver Holy Cult for religious authority, Rogge still has a certain chance to keep Alexander and Pompey neutral.

Of course, Fatty actually has a big problem with his belief in Audreyh.

Rogge thanked Straw for the reminder, looked at the sky, and said goodbye. Straw did not hold back much and sent him out of the gate himself.

Roger's carriage passed a street corner and just turned into a quiet tree-lined avenue when a light red figure suddenly floated down from the sky and landed lightly on the roof of the carriage. The intruder then turned over lightly and entered through the large car window. The two cold lights in his hands quickly hit Rogge's throat!

Rogge was sitting in the car, closing his eyes and concentrating, turning a blind eye to the sudden assassin. The elf warrior driving the car seemed completely unaware of what happened in the carriage behind him, and just drove the carriage forward smoothly.

The cold light froze at Rogge's throat. It turned out to be two exquisite daggers, with a faint magical light shining on the sharp edges.

"Why don't you hide?!" This is Serena's clear voice.

Rogg still closed his eyes to rest, and said leisurely: "Since you don't plan to really stab me, why should I hide?"

Serena was so angry that she shouted loudly: "You!...Do you think I really don't dare to stab you?"

Roger smiled slightly and finally opened his eyes. The dazzling silver light at that moment struck Serena's soul!

Rogg casually took off the two daggers from Serena's hands, and then gently put his arms around her waist. The paralyzed girl couldn't help but sit next to Rogge.

Even the demon of Baator couldn't resist the magic of the fat man's immobilization and slowness, let alone Serena, a young swordsman? Although the immobilization used by Rogge this time was much less powerful due to its instantaneous effect, it was not something Serena could withstand.

Selena, who was arrogant and arrogant, was captured by another blow, and she couldn't help feeling discouraged.

Today's Serena's outfit is different from usual. She wore light rose-colored light armor. This light armor was exquisitely made and made of sophisticated materials, and was valuable. However, the protective effect was very limited, and its decorative significance was greater than its practical value.

The light armor set off her figure very well, the neckline was very low, and through a series of special designs, Serena's not-so-full **** were able to show an attractive cleavage.

However, this revealing and tempting outfit cannot completely conceal her remaining youthful spirit.

Seeing the fat man's eyes falling on her breasts, Serena was secretly proud. She purposefully puffed up her chest, snorted, and looked at the fat man challengingly.

"Dear Miss Serena, you came to me suddenly, what's the matter?" The fat man's eyes just glanced at the cleavage of Serena's chest. He looked like a completely decent man at the moment.

"I heard that you are going to the Dark Forest soon?"

Rogg nodded and said: "If there are no accidents, it will be time to send out troops in seven days."

Serena announced proudly: "I am here to tell you that one day, I will make you, an arrogant guy, completely convinced by my sword!"

Rogg smiled and said: "It seems that we will have to wait until the empire unifies the continent."

Serena was so angry that she glared at Rogge for a long time, and then said: "The second thing is that in the abyss, you...I..."

The more she spoke, the more she stuttered, and her face turned red.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and used all her strength to squeeze out one word from between her teeth: "Thank you..."

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't force the second word "thank you" out of her throat. She paused and suddenly ran away through the window, forgetting even the two daggers.

Looking at Serena's retreating figure, Rogge smiled slightly.

Ten days later, the two armies of Empire Glacier and Poseidon joined forces and began to march toward the dark forest in a mighty manner.

Counting the 20,000 infantrymen mobilized by the emperor, the regular legion for this expedition already numbered nearly 70,000. There were also 50,000 dwarf slave warriors brought back by Alexander from the western border, for a total of 120,000 troops.

The military system of the Asrofic Empire is extremely developed. Within half a month, the supplies for this army were mobilized and placed in eleven military camps from the imperial capital to the eastern border. in, waiting to be taken when the army passes by. Judging from such an efficient and orderly operation of the war machine, Prime Minister Straw is indeed a rare talent.

In this army, the dozen or so elf guards surrounding Rogge were extremely eye-catching, not to mention that there was always a charming little goblin following him. The soldiers of the two major legions of the empire are extremely disciplined, and no one harasses these beautiful elves. However, when there is a chance, there will always be some young warriors who can't help but look at Rogge.

During the march, Rogge chatted with Alexander and Pompey from time to time and learned a lot about the history of imperial warfare. For example, when the empire was founded, it was the empire's century-old dream to open the way to the sea and seize an outlet to the sea. Therefore, the empire's famous legions are often named after nouns related to the sea or water. It's just that the Asrofic Empire is in a special location. To the north is the extremely icy ocean, making it extremely difficult to sail. It's useless to seize the seaport. And if you want to open up the sea ports in the east, west and southeast, you have to annex at least thousands of miles of land.

But when the empire will be able to open the seaport, whether it will be a hundred years or a thousand years, that is not a question that Rogge cares about.

Every time the army set up camp, Rogge would order four exquisite tents to be set up separately. This is for Seuss, Ben, Seraphi, and Androni. Although these camps have never been put to use, it is enough to express respect for these four strong men.

That night, Rogge unexpectedly discovered that there was a light on in a tent.

He immediately opened the curtain and saw Hughes sitting in the tent, holding a book and reading fiercely by the magic light.

"Another Elf Book? Did you find anything good in it this time?" Rogge said with a smile.

Xius raised his head, his usually calm and clear face now showing deep exhaustion. Rogge was shocked. This was the first time he saw Hughes so depressed.

Hius didn't say anything and handed the book in his hand to Rogge.

"Absolute Speed ​​and Time, written by Tikuniek..." Rogge frowned and read. He flipped through a few pages and found that it was full of conjectures and reasoning about the relationship between speed, space and time. . These theories were piled together haphazardly, some of which Rogge knew were wrong at a glance, while others looked like genius guesses and inferences. However, looking at the whole book, the impression is more like that of a madman recording his dreams.

"Who is Tikuniek? The great mage of the previous generation?" Rogge asked with a frown.

"No. Tikuniek was a mixture of madman and genius, possessing powerful magic but no control over it. In his short life, he wrote at least a dozen books about this plane and magic. But The most clearly written of these books has also been shown to be wrong in at least half of its inferences and unverifiable in the other half of its conclusions. Therefore, when a magician is in trouble in his magical research, he often reads Read his works in order to get some inspiration from those crazy ideas. Of course, if a magician can have the same power as the Lord God, it may be possible to verify the various crazy hypotheses he proposed." Hughes replied.

Roger flipped through the book again, only to feel dizzy. He had no choice but to return the book to Hughes and asked: "Elder Hughes, why are you reading this strange thing?"

Hius said without raising his head: "For speed!"

The fat man snorted and said: "Although I have never seen your true speed, there must be few people on this continent who can catch up with you, right?"

Xius smiled bitterly and said: "It doesn't take a few people. If one person can catch up with me, there are already too many! I am already too old. It is very difficult to increase my speed even a little bit." , not like you young people, all of you are so energetic."

How can Rogge believe what he said?

But the fat man still asked: "Who chased you like this? Do you want us to gather our forces and set a trap for him? As long as we are well prepared, even if it is Nicholas who comes, he will still suffer a big loss. !"

Sius smiled bitterly and shook his head: "A trick? It's useless. Although I am old and my movements are not as flexible as before, if I just want to escape, how can Nicholas put me in my eyes? But this Guy...Oh, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's escape for a while!"

Roger was even more surprised. He wanted to know who pushed Hughes to this point. Just as the fat man was about to ask more questions, he suddenly felt a faint palpitation passing by quietly.

The magic lamp still radiates a steady and soft light, but Hughes in the tent has disappeared.

This was the first time Rogge saw the old fox’s true speed.

He stood in the tent, speechless.

I don’t know how long it took, but Rogge suddenly picked up the book "Absolute Speed ​​and Time" that Hughes had thrown on the ground and strode out of the camp.

At the same moment, Saint Mora was sitting in the main hall of the Eye of Wisdom, quietly looking at the domineering imperial envoy in front of her.

The imperial envoy is a middle-aged nobleman with a sinister face who has some connections in the imperial capital. This time he spent a lot of gold coins to get the mission to go to the Principality of Are and execute the Holy Infant.

In his understanding, such a mission to carry out punishment in a dependent country of the empire is a rare and lucrative job. The special envoy had already made up his mind. In addition to beauties and specialties, the gold coins he spent would have to be paid back with several times the interest.

Under the guidance of a special person appointed by Rogge, the imperial envoy led two hundred light cavalry and finally arrived at the Principality of Are after more than half a month of long journey.

As soon as he saw Saint Mora, the special envoy’s soul immediately flew to countless planes! But he still had some sense and knew that Mora had a special status. If he forced himself to do it, nearly a thousand believers around the main hall would immediately tear him and the two hundred cavalry guards to pieces. But his soul had been completely seduced by Mora, so he made up his mind to stay in the Principality of Are for a while to find an opportunity to coerce Mora into submission.

In addition to Mora's indescribable beauty, her status as a noble saint also made the envoy tremble with excitement.

The Eye of Wisdom was very cooperative in the execution of the Holy Child. The special envoy is proficient in magic, and even with his dull magic sense, he can feel the powerful power of the Holy Infant. When he executed the Holy Infant, he was quite panicked, fearing that the goddess Audreyhe, who had repeatedly shown miracles, would rain down thunder and lightning and electrocute him alive into charcoal. But the punishment of the goddess is illusory, and the threat of Prime Minister Straw is real. Therefore, he dared not fail to do his best when it came to the Holy Infant.

However, as soon as the Holy Infant incident was over, the special envoy became lustful again. He made various excuses to stay, but within two days, a new opportunity came to him.

"Saint Mora," the envoy said in the most solemn and majestic voice, but his eyes always fell on Mora's chest and legs involuntarily: "Recently, more and more believers in the Eye of Wisdom have gathered. According to my observation, more than 30,000 believers have come from all over the country and gathered around the main hall. Can you explain what is going on?"

Mora replied gently: "In three days, the Eye of Wisdom will hold a grand ceremony for the goddess. Devout believers have traveled thousands of miles to Dresden just to participate in the sacred prayer ceremony. ."

"This ceremony must be cancelled!" The special envoy finally waited for the opportunity and roared in the most determined manner: "With so many believers gathered, who knows if there is a conspiracy inside?! The emperor has ordered the execution of the false Holy Infant. Are you still allowed to hold this kind of ceremony?"

Mora's expression finally changed. She was silent for a moment and then said: "Elder Carmon, please go out first."

After the other people in the room left~IndoMTL.com~ Mora turned to look at the envoy, showed a rare smile, and said: "Then how can you allow us to hold this ceremony?"

The envoy's heart beat wildly, and his mouth began to feel dry. "It's very simple! As long as you are willing to listen to me, this ceremony can be held. I don't think there is any need to find another place, this is a good place..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The envoy couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he immediately saw clearly that the person coming in was Elder Carmon who had just left.

Carmon respectfully said to Mora: "Miss Mora, everything has been arranged. Within half an hour, the two hundred cavalry will return to the arms of death."

Mora looked at the envoy whose face was already pale, smiled sweetly and said: "The great Audreyh is a benevolent goddess, but I am not a benevolent saint."

She immediately ordered to Carmon: "You have done a good job! Now send people immediately to throw these corpses into the province under the jurisdiction of Duke Doriac. Of course, we cannot send this distinguished envoy Forgot it. Remember to arrange the scene to look like a robber seeking wealth and murder, and make it clean. As for the charge of poor protection and the murder of the special envoy, let Duke Doriac take the blame!"