"Hard Hall, the city I have lived and fought for, is the beautiful Pearl of the North, Manning's most powerful barrier against the Northern Demons.

Under the protection of the magic shield, the flowers that bloom all year round were amazed by them, and even the white elves in the foggy forest were awarded the reputation of the flower capital. The Hero Knights, like the city where it is located, were so glorious that it had resisted the demons on the western front of the mainland. However, these were shattered with the king's ambitions.

Withered flowers, blood-stained flags, innocent people, betrayed knights... Everything is destroyed with the display of the magic circle."

Reciting the pain that was least unwilling to be reviewed in the past, the endless sadness that emerged in Roland's heart.

The happy times when I first arrived in Anesia have long been forgotten, and the brightest days in my memory have been buried in the cold and cold prison with my ambition.

"I sacrificed so many precious lives for my personal ambition... I am unwilling to die like this, and I do not want to sleep in death forever, so I swear to use the blade of death in my hand to crush Rahode's cruel dream, and to make him lose everything he has, whether it is a country, subject or territory. He can get nothing but death." The continuous words made everyone who hears them uncontrollably project their eyes on the dead soul standing by the window.

The thick cloak with its fur has been removed, and the young faces that have been abandoned by time have not only been resentment, loneliness, pain, and sorrow. These emotions are like a huge net, firmly covering everyone's heart.

Alisha took a few steps back in fear, shocked by the true feelings from the heart in Roland's words.

"Nonsense, what qualifications do you have to destroy Manning..." After barely calming down, the young city lord just retorted a few words, but was interrupted by Shadlar on the side.

"His Excellency Duke, what she said is indeed true." At this point, Shadlar has to stand up and say something fair. After all, he has to rely on the undead to fight against the demons.

"What did you say, the great priest? Do you also believe the words of this undead? She is a real dark clan! She is also the General of the Underworld who destroyed Hahodel twice!"

"Although I don't have any good feelings for the Dark Clan, the one in front of you does have a sad and sad life experience. As the only female member of the Hero Knights, she and her companions are both pioneers of the Demon Group and are the heroes of Hahodell. Their names are still engraved on the hero stone in the city center. However, in order to gain more territory and more rights, the ignorant King Manning accepted the temptation of the demon clan, and used his most loyal Hero Knights as a sacrifice to display a magical array that has shakenly connected to the different space..."

"No! This is not enough, you know it is far from enough!!" When the wounds in his heart were torn apart, Roland's resentment finally burst out; "It is absolutely unimaginable to be thrown into the world of the dead. The hungry undead will not let go of every piece of flesh and blood on you. In that world without light, in that space where there is only death, living...what is more terrifying and more painful than this? Destroy Manning... that is just revenge. The Death Knights are those knights who were reborn by their kings and knights who were resurrected for hatred. Before you accuse us of our behavior, you have considered why the Knights, who were once called heroes, had to attack their motherland and their compatriots? Why? Because at that time they were?

Betrayed us! Betrayed the Knights who had been fighting for them. Because of the king's lies, the people allowed the king to execute the death penalty in the most cruel way. Because of my dark appearance, the Church of Light easily allowed a strange method of punishment in the name of executing the evil ones. It was obvious that blood sacrificed the entire Knights, but they wanted to declare to the outside world that they had punished the dark tribe, the shameless church, the despicable king, and the foolish people with stake. The knights who fought to protect their homes for their own lives, with the honor cast in blood, could not exchange their lives for their own lives... It's pitiful and lamentable, even after death, they would be despised and despised by people. In addition to the evil ghosts who have turned into revenge, what else can you ask these poor souls to do..." Backing against the cold wall, Roland could not suppress the sadness that overflowed with anger in his heart.

"My time... will always stay at the age of nineteen. Forever, stay at the winter of the 2935th year of the hero calendar, the bloody night with snowflakes. So what if this city is destroyed, so what if the culprit is killed. Life is only once, whether it is me or the undead knights, the flesh and blood body has withered in the underworld, and the remaining souls are still sad and angry."

"But...even if it is really as you said, it shouldn't be... nor should it be." Alisha wanted to stick to his point of view, but Roland's words that were unbelievable to be lies hit his strong heart again and again.

Is it possible? This is the destruction of the magic empire three hundred years ago?

Is it possible? No, how could I easily believe the words of a dead soul?

When Alisha was planning to continue to express his views, Shadlar stood in front of him and stopped him from continuing to stimulate Roland, who was on the verge of collapse, with a clear attitude.

"Enough, Duke Valesi! Remember your identity and responsibilities. You are the city lord and have the obligation to protect this city and resist the demons as the first priority. The demon army is now moving towards Hahodell. The undead who was accused of disobeying his own monarch and risked his destruction to save the entire city. Whether from a personal point of view or from the standpoint of the church, I hope you can calmly accept the facts. We must fight the upcoming demons with the undead. This is a must, and it is a fact that you must accept no matter what!!"

"Grand Priesthood!! Where is the demon army you keep saying? Do you really believe it if you just believe this one-sided word of the undead?" Without confirmation, just relying on the verbal description of the undead, how could the Great Priesthood of Light, the church elite, make such a serious mistake?

Alisha firmly believed that Shadlar might have been confused by some spell.

Yes, yes, how could the wise priest of the priest...

But the thoughts in his mind didn't last long. Under the leadership of the garrison leader, a soldier covered in wounds was carried into the parliament hall.

"Dorov?"

"Hisser Duke, I am sorry to bring unhappy news from afar." The words of the garrison captain shocked Alisha.

Could it be...

"Duke Valesi..." The injured soldier tried hard to turn his eyes, and after seeing the gorgeously dressed Arisie, his gray face showed a brief gloss of life.

"Please, Lord Duke, send troops to save Frerik. It has been surrounded by the demon army for three days. The villages and cities along the way have not resisted the invasion of the demons. Refugees... Those who were forced to escape from their homes and survived the destruction of the demons... Duke, Hahodell is known as the strongest barrier. Please save Frerik... Cough..." Blood poured out of the soldiers' mouths and noses, but he still kept reciting the previous words.

As the shrill shouts in the hall gradually became weak, Shadlar took off the sun hanging on his chest and held the scepter in his hand to the stretcher carried by four soldiers.

With his eyes signaled, the soldiers gently put down the stretcher in their hands and quietly retreated.

"Goddess of kindness, wave your smooth wings, bless him, and bless him, may this kind soul be rested."

The prayer for the dead was read out one by one by the Great Lord's mouth. His body emitted a faint luster, peaceful and warm. Everyone present lowered their heads and held their hands in front of their chests to pray for the soldier who came to ask for help with injuries.

"Good soul, may you receive eternal rest."

Roland turned his head and refused to look at the scene full of sadness.

Moya, for some reason, I suddenly miss you very much.

Your calmness, wisdom, calmness and firmness would be great if you were there.

Without Rafa's power, I am just a fragile little girl.

Even though I have been a dead soul in the underworld for three hundred years, I am still the innocence Luo Lan.

Rafa must be very angry. Without his guidance, how could I, a man without any military intelligence, come up with any good strategy to deal with the demons?

"At this point, do you still want to insist on your own, Lord Duke? The demon army has arrived in Frerik County. In less than two days, they can appear in the Holy Song Canyon in front of Hahodell, just like the route of their attacks. As long as they pass there, Hahodell is a dead city, and we have no way out except to defend ourselves."

Shadral's words hit Alisha's heart, and he had no reason to refuse the proposal to fight against the enemy with the undead.

How could the defenders of the city resist the attack of the demons?

How could the less than 10,000 garrison troops and 3,000 church knights protect the demons who had not violated Hahodr for three hundred years?

Those vicious demons attacked tens of thousands of troops during this attack...

Thinking of this, Alisha took a few deep breaths before giving the order.

"Dorov, are you ready?"

"Yes, sir, just wait for your order, and the flame will be ignited immediately."

"Then, let the beacon for help besiege. Let the people of the royal capital know that Hahodell is in a hurry! The entire Western Front defense is in a hurry!!"
Chapter completed!