Who taught him to restore his country like this?

At that moment, she seemed to see the devil's mocking, hideous face.

And his own tragic end.

Meanwhile, other people who had fled Gray Fog Territory also discovered this barrier that cut off Gray Fog Territory's connection with the outside world.

No one knows when this barrier appeared, but it can be guessed that it must have been the work of the new king of the Kingdom of Lah.

Just kidding. In order to keep the news under wraps and gain more experience, how could Ron possibly let the people of Gray Mist Territory leave so easily?

Last night, taking advantage of the fog, he used his magical senses to precisely avoid the soldiers of Lingfeng City, sneaked into the lord's mansion, and took the other half of the Gathering Source Array Plate hidden in the study's secret compartment.

After obtaining the complete Annihilation Power Experience Card, he activated the Twilight Barrier in the ruins, isolating the Gray Mist Territory from the outside world.

To break this barrier, one needs magic of the seventh rank or higher. With the remaining misfits of the Gray Mist Leader, there's no way they can break it.

Even if someone in the Gray Mist Territory truly possessed seventh-tier magic, they would be unable to use it due to the interference of the Gray Mist.

Therefore, unless a powerful force comes to their aid and breaks the barrier from the outside, it will be impossible for the people inside Gray Mist Territory to escape.

However, even though Ron severed Graymist Territory's connection with the outside world, news of his restoration of Graymist Territory still spread.

……

As one of the three major papal churches favored by the gods, the Glorious Church attracts a constant stream of people every day to listen to sermons, read scriptures, and make pilgrimages.

Inside the monastery behind the church.

Kertia held the broom in both hands, staring blankly at the church in front of her.

Two days after returning to the Holy See, she was stripped of her sainthood and sent back to the monastery to study again for interfering in the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Lach.

She had no complaints about it.

Meanwhile, inside the sacred and solemn church, the bishop was conferring canonization upon a new saint.

The September weather still carried a hint of warmth, which reminded Kertia of the day she was canonized as a saint, when the bishop had placed high hopes on her.

The envious applause from the nuns of her generation and the cheers from the people who came to witness the ceremony seem as vivid as if they were just yesterday.

However, he failed to live up to everyone's expectations and was unable to become an excellent clergyman.

"Lady Keltia."

A call pulled Kertia back to reality.

A nun came running from the direction of the church: "Lady Kertia, Bishop Kevin requests your presence at the church."

"What happened?" Keltia asked, looking at the panting nun.

"Yes." The nun nodded, her eyes still showing lingering shock.

It looked like they had witnessed something incredible.

Confused, Kertia handed the broom to the nun and hurried toward the church.

When she arrived at the church, the people who had come to watch the ceremony had not yet left.

In the church, the new saint was holding the divine record in her hand, and it was obvious that the consecration ceremony had ended.

Those who came to witness the ceremony should, like during her own canonization ceremony, focus their fervent gazes on the saint, remaining unmoved by external factors, until the saint leaves.

She believes it should be like this.

But why did all these people look at her at the same time?

And he kept staring at it.

This includes the newly appointed saintess.

Kertia walked into the church with a puzzled expression.

“Bishop Kevin.”

"Kertia, you've arrived," Bishop Kevin said calmly.

"What can I do for you, Bishop Kevin?" Kertia asked.

All eyes in the church were on her, as if they were judging a criminal.

Bishop Kevin paused for a moment, then said, "It concerns the new king of the Kingdom of Lach."

Keltia realized: "Keltia knows that her foolish actions have had an extremely negative impact on the reputation of the Glorious Church, and Keltia is willing to accept all punishment."

These people were dissatisfied with the punishment imposed by the Holy See, so they united at the canonization ceremony to demand a satisfactory outcome.

Under pressure, the bishop had no choice but to publicly impose further punishment on her.

That's what Kertia thinks.

"I've called you here not to hold you accountable, but because there's something I need you to explain to everyone."

Bishop Kevin looked at the new saint.

The newly appointed saintess nodded, turned around and walked to Kertia, handing over the divine book in her hand.

Kertia was taken aback.

“Just now, the great God of Glory conveyed a divine message to us through the divine record,” said Bishop Kevin.

Upon hearing this, Keltia took the divine record and opened the cover page.

Suddenly, three lines of golden text appeared like a projection, one foot above the title page.

Kertia's pupils suddenly contracted.

"On September 5, 1815, Ron Rheinth, the last king of the Kingdom of Lach, announced the restoration of his kingdom in the Grey Mist Territory of the Emerald Kingdom and pledged to rejoin the War of the Gods."

A short three-line text.

The information revealed was so shocking and unbelievable that it defied comprehension.

impossible!

That person didn't die?

If he did not die, why was he not enslaved and controlled by chains?

This doesn't make sense.

Kertia's thoughts were in disarray.

If a nation is destroyed in the war of the gods, can it be restored?

That's bad enough. They've already been eliminated, so how can they continue to participate in the war of the divine kingdoms after restoring their kingdoms?

Why is that?

The doubt in her heart was the same doubt in the heart of everyone present.

“Kertia, what did you do to the new king of the Kingdom of Lah?” Bishop Kevin asked.

This is the first time such a situation has occurred since the first war between the divine kingdoms began.

“Bishop Kevin, I did nothing. I just trapped a few royal knights and didn’t touch him the whole time. I swear to the God of Light,” Keltia replied innocently.

Don't look at me.

I am just a lowly saintess; I don't have that much power.

Since Keltia had already sworn an oath to the God of Light, Bishop Kevin couldn't ask any further questions. He said, "Regardless of the circumstances, this matter was caused by your dereliction of duty, and you should bear the consequences."

"I will definitely investigate thoroughly and give everyone a satisfactory answer," Kertia said solemnly.

"Well, let's go."

Bishop Kevin turned and left.

The guests in the church were naturally extremely dissatisfied with this response.

But what can you do if you're not satisfied?

They didn't say they wouldn't give a reply.

They had no choice but to obediently disperse.

……

1815年9月5日这天，「翡翠王国20万大军没攻破迪阿姆王国2万人的边境防线」成为了世界各国贵族茶余饭后津津乐道的事。

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

That afternoon, the focus of their discussion shifted to another, even more explosive piece of news.

"The Kingdom of Lach has been restored!"

Chapter 12 It's me again?

……

After Byron and his group finished accepting their mission and left the mercenary hall, Ron led them to the entrance of the town.

At this moment, many carriages were parked at the entrance of the town, some preparing to depart, some returning from outings, all of them dressed in fine clothes.

They gathered at the entrance of the town, whispering among themselves.

When they saw Ron appear at the town gate, their hearts skipped a beat, and they scattered in alarm, abandoning their carriages.

"Aren't you angry?" Byron asked curiously, looking at Ron's calm profile.

Anyone who isn't blind or deaf can understand the group's intention to escape from this scene at the city gate.

If this is the case here, it is probably the same in other towns as well.

“I’m very angry,” Ron said.

"I can't tell."

"Emotions don't necessarily have to be outwardly displayed."

"Okay, so how do you plan to manage it?"

"That's not your concern. You just need to complete the tasks I assign you and fulfill your duties as a mercenary," Ron said calmly.

He selected the finest horse and handed it to Byron along with the prepared list and half a battle chariot.

"What is this?" Byron looked at the list, which consisted mostly of clothing, food, and medicine for treating injuries and illnesses.