In the early morning of June 19th, the "Rose Cross" monastery.

Compared with the luxury of the nobles, Sally's life is completely calm. Of course, such "calmness" is just an appearance.

The front area of ​​the monastery is a cathedral, which is a public area that citizens in the city can enter. The nuns in the monastery have to pray in the early morning of daily life before they can start their own activities. As a "candidate priest", Sally's current identity is still a "nun", so her status in the monastery is not as noble as she imagined. She needs to do a lot of daily labor, including cleaning the church floor, cleaning the houses, helping the bishop organize manuscripts, etc.

For the nobles, such things seemed to be a bit "deprecise", but as the daughter of the duke, Sally still abides by the doctrine and works hard and hard to do these "lowly" labors... So most monks and priests in the monastery who were originally from civilians quickly abandoned their original prejudice and developed a lot of favor for this beautiful Miss Sally.

As a result, Sally quickly accumulated connections in the monastery - she did not offend anyone, and could handle all interpersonal relationships easily. Such things were simple to say, but they were quite difficult to do. However, Sally, who was only sixteen years old at this time, really showed her ability.

This is something Roddy had never seen before.

After noon, Sally, wearing a white robe, walked out of the house behind the monastery as usual, and walked into the church's vestibule at noon.

Bishop Benjamin once warned Sally not to step out of the monastery, so the church archway was already the limit of her range of activities. When she walked into this place, the warm summer wind was slowly blowing through the foyer. The girl raised her head, squinted her eyes and looked forward, and her slightly clenched fists tightened.

No one noticed that what she was holding in her hand was not the temple's iconic "Rose Cross", but a small dice with a unique shape.

"May the God look at you."

Whistling the motto of the temple, Sally greeted the devout believers, stepped into the seat in the corner of the front hall, and then quietly began the second prayer that other monks would not say.

Sally had been persisting in this behavior for more than a month. In the eyes of others, it might be just a manifestation of her devotion. However, after ten minutes of prayer, a blind old man groped and sat not far beside Sally, and began to pray in a low voice.

This situation always occurs. The disabled civilians beg for the gods in the hope of relieving their illness, so the old man did not attract anyone's attention. When he finished speaking, he was trembling with his blind stick and wanted to get up, Sally, who was begging here, noticed this place and immediately stood up to help support the old man.

This kind of thing seemed normal to others, but no one would find that when the blind old man walked forward, the route he chose was basically avoiding everyone in the church. When Sally helped him, no one noticed the nun's expression and the gentle words she said-

"Are everything done?"

"Miss, Francis' attention is currently on Viscount Terry's side. It is estimated that the next target will be Baron Ford. We have done the perjury and his people will soon take the bait."

“Good job, keep going.”

"There is just new news that Bishop Rubens seems to be coming to the Iversta Territory in the fall, which should be suitable for Bishop Benjamin to meet, and your priesthood should be determined when you introduce it."

"Yeah, I've confirmed this news."

Sally smiled, her lips barely moving, "Is there any news over there?"

"The Duke has not had any activities recently and is still staying in the study."

"Not the Duke's Mansion, I mean...Noran Village."

"I have sent someone, but there has been no response, because we are afraid of being targeted by Francis's people. It is estimated that there will be news in about seven days. However, the news I just got said that the village of Kree, not far from Nolan Village, was attacked by orc wolf cavalry... There are no survivors."

The old man's words were undetectable, but when Sally heard the news, her fingers that gently held the other person suddenly tightened.

“…Kerry Village?”

"The cavalry of Consetton Fortress went to do something. I thought there was no gain, but I picked up five or six wolves from the grassland and came back. It seemed that the wolf cavalry had retreated and left the wolves."

When Sally heard the sudden news, she remembered the guy who had taken her back to Hallier City safely - she thought of a possibility for no reason, and immediately asked: "How many wolf cavalry are there?"

"There are probably less than forty news coming from Kerry Village."

"so much…"

Sally's idea was immediately overturned - no matter how I thought about it, that guy couldn't kill so many wolf cavalry. After all, killing the ten wolf cavalry almost cost him his life. What I have to do now is to prevent Francis from finding him...

Before they knew it, the two had already arrived at the front hall. Sally stopped and whispered to the old man to pay attention to the road. His fingers were no longer marked by a folded piece of parchment paper, while the blind old man thanked him repeatedly, bowed several times, and then slowly walked towards the distance.

Sally didn't stay in front of the door for too long, and her eyes swayed on the two dozing temple warriors. Although she understood that Francis should not have the courage to attack him in front of the temple gate, she did not trust the vigilant and relaxed guards at the monastery gate.

If you have a sense of security, I'm afraid I feel more at ease when I'm next to the guy with a horn bow on his back.

I haven't experienced the ease of not having to worry about danger for a long time. When Sally thought of Roddy, she couldn't help but feel nostalgic in her heart - but as for "missing"... Sally quickly denied this word in her heart, and gently twisted the bone dice with her fingertips. When she remembered that this thing was also given by him, her face turned red involuntarily.

"If you can't beat it, don't fight it, don't get into trouble..."

With a gentle sigh, Sally felt that she was still worried. The parchment she handed to her subordinates listed all the measures and efforts to do next for Francis, including how to continue to mislead her brother, cover up the abnormal behavior of the scout team in Nolan Village, let her power grow quietly outside Francis's gaze, and even form a special team to protect her safety in all aspects.

At the same time, Sally was still paying attention to her father's condition and speculating on everything Francis would do next.

The so-called struggle is never just about you hitting me and I hitting you, especially among the nobles. Every conflict like assassination occurs, which means that the planners have made countless preparations.

The last negligence almost cost Sally his life, so when she once again gained a foothold in the monastery, what the young Duke daughter had to do would never be simply "sitting for death".

Her eyes swept across the street outside the church door. The eyeliners of several surveillance Sally under Francisbu were clearly visible in her eyes, and there was no concealment at all.

"snort."

A trace of coldness flashed across his eyes. When the young nun turned around in front of the church, the warm smile reappeared on his face and returned to the interior of the church indifferently.

..

The seventeenth day after the battle to wipe out the Wolf Cavalry ended, June 21.

The warm summer wind blew across the quiet Nolan Village. The farmers wearing straw hats squatted in the shadow of the house to rest, and from time to time they looked outside the village with their hands on their pergolas. Outside the entrance of the village, more than 30 scouts were constantly riding war horses to conduct charge exercises. Occasionally, when they saw a soldier chopping away the scarecrow with precise and sharp sword techniques, they would cheer and applause.

The smoke and dust rolled when more than thirty war horses galloped. After seeing more than one such scene, their panic that they had originally developed because of the wolf cavalry slaughtered the village gradually calmed down.

Since there were fifteen strong young men in the village seventeen days ago, the villagers would see these young people working hard to exercise their bodies all day long: they ran ten laps in the morning and evening, and shouted slogans such as "one, two, three, four", "one, two, one", "exercise and defend the motherland" from time to time. You can hear them singing at night. The lyrics are strange, saying "unity is strength" or "we are soldiers"... The farmers have never heard songs in this tune, but after listening to them a few times, they feel catchy, and they feel like they are brainwashed in their ears all day long.

Now, the farmer carrying a hoe will even hum a few lines in the fields when he has nothing to do, "The sunset and the red clouds fly" and so on, shaking his head and walking by, feeling quite happy.

Roddy actually didn't expect this situation - after all, I really wanted to laugh when I heard these farmers sing Chinese songs in Bolinga, but after getting used to it, messy lyrics kept popping up in his mind, making him feel that "military songs" are really not something to be covered.

Speaking of which, since he led the team to completely eliminate the Wolf Cavalry unit led by Khosa, Soderol and his subordinates were completely convinced. He had no unnecessary objections to the organization and leadership issues. It can be seen that the shock brought by the battle would affect them for a long time. Under such influence, Roddy took the initiative to start a new training plan.

The so-called "new plan" is actually an enhanced version of the previous "military training": starting from the internal affairs of the dormitory to walking in a step and resting in a firm manner, what Roddy wants to instill the concept of "forbidden orders". It sounds natural to make soldiers obey and execute orders, but in this era, most people still do not realize the importance of this - on the battlefield, if any order is not strictly implemented, the consequences will be unimaginable, so starting from such a basic consciousness is also the practice of many major guilds at the beginning.
Chapter completed!