In this crossover anime, many ruthless and powerful figures reside in my territory.

Someone actually rode in a sedan chair in the forest?

Several young, muscular, sallow-faced orcs were seen carrying a sled and walking forward with difficulty.

Compared to the previous group of four or five hundred refugees, this group is significantly larger, with approximately over a thousand people.

Although there were many young people among them, their mental state was worse than that of the middle-aged people I had seen before.

They followed the lead sled like zombies, silent and obedient, just like sheep following the lead sheep.

They didn't know if things were better ahead; they just followed numbly.

"Some of them have already died trying to cross the snowfield."

At this moment, Lister walked up to Helsen and spoke calmly.

"You will soon see the evils within the order of the United States of Ahmora."

Chapter 112 You are innocent! (4.5K)

Evil in the order of the United States of Ahmora?

Upon hearing this, Haytham immediately conjured up images of feudalism and even slave dynasties.

The descriptions in "The General History of the United States of Ahmora" are indeed unbelievable, and seem almost unlike what such a powerful nation would do.

Then, Haytham heard a shout that puzzled him greatly.

"Open the door quickly!"

"His esteemed Duke Rakka is coming to take over this territory!"

???

Hearing the shout, Haytham felt a sense of absurdity.

With such high city walls, and only a little over a thousand men on the other side, all of whom looked like starving people who hadn't eaten much, how dare they make such a declaration?

"This is not unusual in the United States."

"Because this is the justice of the United States of Ahmora, a rule that has lasted for four thousand years."

Lister explained.

What seems like an absurd request to many was commonplace in the former United States.

"No one will disobey the Code of the United States, just as no one can resist death."

"The Holy Land was already so deeply ingrained in people's hearts before the catastrophe occurred."

"Thoughts are so imprisoned that many people have not yet broken free of their shackles even after the catastrophe."

Melf, standing to the side, couldn't help but nod. She was just like that; if her brother hadn't constantly reminded her, she would still have held onto those naive ideas.

At that moment, Morag, clad in armor, stood at the forefront and shouted.

"This is no longer the territory of the United States. Red Maple Territory does not recognize the United States' Code of Law!"

???

The person who had just shouted back turned his head away.

They don't recognize the United States' Code of Law?!

How did they become the Duke's personal knights?

Just then, the wooden door of the sled suddenly shattered, and Duke Laca jumped out.

His thin face was flushed red with blood rushing to his head.

"You think you can just deny it like that?!"

"What do you take the Code of the United States and the commands of the Holy Land for?!"

"As the Duke, I command your masters to get down here immediately and respectfully hand over the management of this territory to me!"

Before Lister could react, the surrounding soldiers gripped their weapons angrily, as if they themselves had been humiliated.

If they hadn't been given orders, they probably would have already rushed up and turned that arrogant guy into mincemeat.

Looking at the others who were desperately suppressing their anger, Haytham gained a deeper understanding of Lister's status in Red Maple Territory.

"Do not let anger drive you."

"Being bitten by a dog doesn't mean we have to bite back."

Lister's voice spread outward with his mental energy, and the soldiers who had just been gritting their teeth in anger calmed down.

Morag, Melf, Pauline, and the others also released their weapons.

Duke Laca, who heard Liszt's voice below, had his face contorted with rage.

You got bitten by a dog?!

How dare they humiliate him like that!

"Everyone, advance! Storm the fortress and bring the little baron who dared to humiliate the Duke before me!"

Then, all the humans and orcs moved.

Their expressions were numb, and they tacitly followed the orcs' rule of being at the front, beginning a feeble charge up the hillside.

Haytham's expression grew increasingly grim.

Can this even be called human?

This is nothing but a marionette!

What made them so obedient to the orders of a foolish nobleman?

Was it the power of the nobles? No, that nobleman looked like a good-for-nothing, not strong at all.

Is it the charm of the nobleman? No, these people clearly dislike that nobleman.

There is only one answer: what controls them is their deeply ingrained ideology.

It is the "mind control" that everyone in the Knights Templar doctrine wants to achieve!

How could Haytham not know that the biggest obstacle to the Knights Templar's pursuit of their ideals was their own tendency to lose themselves in the pursuit of power?

He had seen too many people who only cared about results and used the cult as a ladder to climb to power. Even he himself had been influenced by the cult and had become increasingly cold and numb, which even frightened him.

At the end of order lies power and control, and in such circumstances, even wrong choices can become just!

Just then, a person suddenly flipped over and jumped off the city wall.

[Everyone, stay still.]

The soldiers, who had received Lister's orders, suppressed their urge to attack and watched as their beloved leader slowly flew to the ground.

The orcs, who were still sprinting, suddenly stopped and looked at the beautiful young man with an aristocratic air in front of them, bewildered.

Those golden, shimmering hair and sky-blue eyes perfectly matched their image of a noble person.

For every step Lister took forward, the orcs would take a step back.

Unarmed, they were stunned by the situation before them and, having received no orders, did not know how to act.

"Are you confused? Just follow your heart."

"You have no reason to fight."

As the language, imbued with spiritual energy, spread, the orcs who had been confronting Lister all knelt down, their remaining fighting spirit completely extinguished.

Liszt continued forward, and more and more people knelt down and made way for him.

Tired, really tired.

Haytham saw a deep weariness in these people's eyes, a weariness that made them indifferent to death.

He couldn't imagine what he would do if there were so many apathetic people in the territory controlled by the Templars...

"enough!!!"

"They're all useless trash!"

Duke Raka, carrying a sword, stepped forward.

His thin body looked frail, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

I really don't know where this guy got the courage to stand up.

Then Lister saw ten humans standing next to Duke Raka, each carrying a stick.

Pfft! Hang in there, I've been trained.

Lister found it all laughable; a few ants swaggering in front of a lion… It could only be said that it wasn't just these orcs whose minds had been poisoned, but also Duke Raka, that fool who couldn't even recognize the situation.

"on!"

Led by Dehano, the humans who had been temporarily designated as knights charged toward Lister.

Just then, Lister glared at them, and the men stopped in their tracks in fear.

It's hilarious, absolutely hilarious.

"Charge! You are the Duke's knights, surely you can handle a baron?!"

To those around him, Duke Laca was ugly and hysterical, lacking any noble bearing, while Baron Red Maple was completely different. He was not only beautiful and had an exceptional presence, but he could also repel enemies with just a glance.

There's a world of difference!

Lister took a step forward without fear, while his enemies retreated several steps in terror until they reached Duke Laca.

He glanced disdainfully at Duke Raka and the enemy before him, then looked around and shouted.

"Gentlemen, are you willing to kneel on the ground and wait for others to decide your fate?"

"No one is obligated to save you; only you yourselves can save you!"

In the crowd, a young orc named Koul raised his head, and his resounding voice was exactly what he felt!

Yes! If even they give up on themselves, who can save them?!

"Ask yourselves honestly, is this the life you truly want?"

"Don't blame your current situation on the suffering necessary for atonement. The only suffering we have to accept in this world is the suffering that makes us better and our lives better!"