Yudora sighed, but before she could continue speaking, Casley spoke, "Those things - I mean...those weird and disgusting things have nothing to do with the gods we have always believed in, right?"

The priest of the scepter opened his mouth for a long time, and his voice was hoarse: "This question is very complicated-"

"Complex? Damn it! You can't even lie!"

Casley burst out suddenly. She slapped the handrail with her palm, stood up and roared, "Do you want to tell me that the Tuk tribe has been giving everything to such a disgusting monster for so many years? We have suffered so much in the desert, died so many people, and made so many sacrifices. Is it just to be slaves for such a guy?"

Her roar made Yudora's ears hurt, but as the priest of the scepter, she could only refute powerlessly: "It's not what you thought..."

"Not what I think?"

Casley grabbed Yudora's neckline and picked her up directly from the seat - the strong female general raised his muscles, and at this time he looked like an angry leopard: "Do you know what you are doing? As a priest, and the high priests behind you... don't you know that you are blaspheming?!"

For believers, the word "blasphemy" is a very serious crime. To put it bluntly, no one will hold people accountable if the believers beat the blasphemy to death in the street. In this era, the gods in religious countries are sacred and inviolable, and any believer has the obligation to stop "blasphemy".

And Yudora was held like this, but she didn't dare to push Casli with both hands. She lowered her voice: "If you don't listen to my explanation, are you going to attack a priest of the scepter?"

Casli stared at her with a ferocious expression, and finally let go of her hand: "Explain it, I hope you can tell a few truths."

Yudora raised her eyebrows: "What does it mean? Did someone say something to you?"

Casley didn't say anything, but sat on the chair next to her and drank water.

Yudora, who was here, organized a language and spoke: "Your Majesty has indeed discovered some unusual things in recent years, some... power that can be taken away for oneself. You also understand that if we do not have enough trump cards, it is far from enough to regain the land belonging to the Tuk tribe, relying solely on the original magical skills and army."

"So you have accepted the bewitching of those things and become sacrifices for those things. Now you use this power to control people's hearts and counterattack Rassiman, right?"

Casli's voice was a little tired, and finally murmured: "Sure enough, what they said is right..."

"Who said? What did you hear?"

Yudora immediately looked around alertly, but Casley shook her head and said, "It was these people from the Karen Kingdom who said that-they came over to me with the wreckage left by the priests a few days ago. I didn't say anything, but when they left, they talked about 'It's these things again'..."

Yudora's expression changed drastically and immediately asked, "What do you mean? Have you seen these people from Karen Kingdom before?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized what she had exposed. Casley's expression became colder and colder, and her words seemed to squeeze out from her teeth: "Devil from the alien plane - the devil! Are you dealing with these things? Or do you think you can control such creatures?"

When she was forced to ask this point, Yudora had nothing to say. She was originally negotiating with these people in the Karen Kingdom by various means, but she never thought that she would destroy all her fantasies in this cell by her former subordinates.

In fact, the entire priest class of Eska's country realized that something was wrong when they came into contact with such a "spell". However, as time went by and His Majesty's persuasion, Yudora and others gradually had a consensus: no matter what the other party was, as long as this power could be under his control, it would not matter its source.

After all, according to His Majesty's statement and various signs, if these things are not learned in time, the entire Esca Kingdom will be shrouded in the upcoming disaster...

In other words, they have no choice.

"Casley, we actually have no choice..."

"Your choice is to make the priests become monsters, to make the soldiers of other countries become monsters, to make these cannon fodder tear Rasimman's country apart, and then make room for the demons?"

Casli sat dejectedly on the chair as if she was much older: "It's so stupid...it's so stupid!"

"But what can we do except this?"

Yudora gritted her teeth and retorted: "You are just a general with a muscle-filled mind! Do you know what the Eska Kingdom is facing? If it is not for the disaster, why should we use such magical techniques? Do you think those priests sacrifice their lives to fight just to work hard for those guys? Whether the knife is used to kill the enemy or kill ourselves depends entirely on how we control it!"

"Ha, you have ten thousand reasons to do these things, but...what now?"

Casley's face was full of sarcasm: "Don't you realize one thing yet? People like Karen Kingdom are not simply here to deal with you. How long do you think the Escar can withstand with their weapons and fighting methods?"

This sentence is equivalent to ending all the previous debates - because the iron-like fact is right before us, and Yudora, the priest of the scepter, cannot refute it.

The house fell into silence, and Casley stopped asking anything, just sat in a daze: obviously she was used to this kind of life.

Yudora's face was gloomy and she had already shaken her heart inexplicably - or rather, before that, she had never believed in the Majesty without doubt, but Casli's performance deepened her doubts.

I don't know how long it took, footsteps came from outside the door, the simple wooden door was opened, and the servant-like man walked in and gave the two of them a wet towel for wiping their faces.

"What...what does it mean? You have to wipe it clean first when you meet?"

Yudora immediately thought of a bad ending, but found that General Casley, whose shoulders were half wider than her, was also asked to clean her face, and a special maid re-treated her messy hair.

"If you want to go to the newspaper, you need to pay attention to your image."

These words made both of them confused, but soon they were taken to the living room above the tower - Yudora thought she would face trial, but the serious scene of being pointed at by a sword did not appear. She and Casley were arranged to sit on the side of the long table. In less than two minutes, Soderol, in plain clothes, walked down from the upper floor alone.

He had no sense of solemn and serious ritual, and walked to the long table to sit down, and then the attendant poured water in front of the three of them.

"I am Soderol, the commander of the Expeditionary Force of the Kingdom of Karen. Because time is tight, I will tell a long story."

He picked up the cup and took a sip: "General Casley has been staying for a while, and I have not tried to torture you, and Priest Yudora, I also know about your identity and status. After the war is over, your army has surrendered. As for the handling of prisoners of war and ransom, I have nothing to discuss with you."

The two of them pursed their lips: They felt that they had no other use.

"Let you sit here, I have only one question that you need to answer."

He leaned forward and looked at the two of them with a sharp look: "I need you to tell me about the military combat plan of Eska, as well as the deployment location of your current forces and granaries."

Neither of them spoke, and such a problem was expected. They could imagine... If they were stubborn now, there might be torture to ask them to explain the problem later.

But Soder's subsequent words made Yudora stunned: "I know you are hesitating, but now you have to think clearly about one problem, we are not here to massacre you..."

"But come to save you."

Casley swallowed, but she didn't say anything because she felt extremely lost after her faith collapsed and had long lost her firm belief as firm as before.

Yudora's body was tense, and after a moment of silence, she finally asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you are in big trouble - do you really think that your little power can compete with the lord of the Demon Plane?"

Soderol did not be condescending or aggressive, but stared at her and said quickly: "Did your Majesty think that he had encountered an adventure, and that no one in this world knows the existence of the demon? She thought that controlling the demon's power could help her obtain everything?"

"I can only say that after staying in the corners of the desert for a long time, you have really become frogs in the well."

This made Yudora breathe rapidly, but she couldn't refute it.

"The army of Karen Kingdom was not used to deal with small characters like you. Can you understand what I said? Whether it is artillery, bridge-building technology, or those trucks that transport supplies, they were not used to deal with Eska from the beginning... or small countries around which they could not remember—you are not worthy at all."

Soderol's tone was calm.

"If we want, a whole army will be able to airborne in your capital tonight and burn your homeland. But the reason we did not do this is because the Kingdom of Karen is fulfilling the agreement signed with Rassieman, and we need to drive you out of the territory that has been occupied by the agreement."

"But I'm calling you here for a conversation now, not for the sake of war, but for you to know the fact that ending the dispute between you and Rassieman is just something we have to do by the way. And the real goal is the damn demons behind you - I hope you can figure out the interests here and then give me a conclusion."

He leaned back on the back of the chair: "Maybe you don't know that the Kingdom of Karen is the only country in the continent that has established friendly relations with all the dragon tribes. We have been working tirelessly to resolve the invaders from the alien plane... You guys, forget it if you don't rush, you have also become a demon's outpost..."

Soderol shook his head and stopped talking.

And Yudora's forehead was covered with cold sweat at some point.
Chapter completed!