Chapter 191: The Envoy

Inside the War Church's camp, Jili was discussing battle plans with Sigma.

Currently, the fortress is no longer under attack; those Barbarians are not fools, and they have begun constructing defensive fortifications one by one.

This indicates that among the Barbarians, there are also diviners capable of confirming the situation in Tana City.

"Those witches will certainly use death to increase their own strength. The Barbarians do not care about things like blood sacrifices, but we cannot sustain heavy casualties, not even the Barbarians can," Sigma said, quite cautious about those witches. "We also need to put an end to the worship of the Red Moon Goddess within Tana City."

"No problems have been discovered for the time being; we plan to increase the number of Patrol members," Jili did not agree with Sigma's words. "Furthermore, I do not believe that attacking directly is unwise. First of all, we have fifty thousand Warriors here; if we keep not attacking, the pressure on logistics will be immense. We might not care, but the Royal Capital might have opinions. Secondly, the Believers of the Red Moon Goddess prefer the blood of women; the deaths of those Barbarians will not necessarily cause a catastrophe to appear. Moreover, we have been in a standoff with the Barbarians for a long time, and many Barbarians have died during this period, yet they have never used sacrificial rituals to target us..."

"Everything you say is based on experience, and it is in our own territory of Tana City. But now we are going to the Barbarians' territory, where the other side can better set up rituals; this is something we do not understand."

The War Church and the Wisdom Church do not know much about the witches' rituals.

Moreover, every witch seems to have an exclusive method of sacrifice, and the ritual magic mastered by each person is quite different.

It is said that this is because they can find sacrificial methods in the Mirror World, and the methods explored by each person are different.

These are all attributed to the gift of the Red Moon Goddess, and every sacrificial method is an evil ritual that requires a large amount of life.

The two could not reach an agreement, and the final result was that Jili had to listen to Sigma.

Although the two were classmates and grew up studying together in the Royal Capital, because their regions, statuses, and ranks were different, Jili could only abandon his own ideas.

Zhuguli, who was on patrol, felt extremely bored. Tana City is much safer now than before, but the number of people in the Patrol has actually increased quite a bit.

The Warriors who were originally defending Tana City have almost all been transferred back into the city. Even the Factory District is full of patrol soldiers, and their ranks are not low; there are even many Warriors.

It really is an abundance of troops. Zhuguli stepped into Mengmeng's shop, "I heard you have new products here?"

"I'm very sorry, there is none left. Everything today was bought by those people from the War Church. Uh... they all lined up to buy them, and I couldn't say no," Mengmeng spread her hands helplessly. "The dough needs at least two more hours to ferment, and it will take a lot of time for us to remake it. Don't even think about cakes; there is only bread, and the cream is not enough either."

"I think those people should import some cows. If I had known, I would have come earlier, but I still have to patrol," Zhuguli frowned. "I don't know when they will be able to go to the front line; they have already stayed in the city for several days."

"Your camp can spring up overnight. Those guys have a full fifty thousand people, and they are still digging trenches now. It looks like they intend to be long-term garrison troops." Although Mengmeng does not understand military affairs, she knows that choosing a protracted war when troops are abundant and completely capable of crushing the enemy is very unwise.

It is only because Tana City has a superior geographical location that it can transport supplies from the Port City and via Train, and Tana City itself is also a place that produces Grain. All the nobles have hoarded a large amount of Grain; otherwise, just the food and fodder would cost a huge amount, which is a pure waste of time.

Moreover, these Warriors have quite the appetite. They probably came from the Royal Capital and are not used to the canteens of Tana City or the War Church; they always come out in groups of three or five.

The players do not like these Warriors very much, although other people in Tana City seem to welcome them.

Especially those women in the Factory District; with these Warriors, it seems they can live a good life, and they all dress up in their finery.

Among the hostesses originally on Bar Street, quite a few have also become entangled with these Warriors.

Even though Yunxiao has repeatedly given orders, telling them that if they have an unclear relationship with these Warriors, they will be fired, those hostesses still cannot help but want to be with these Warriors, and even enthusiastically invite them to their homes.

The influence of the Royal Capital is indeed not low, but the players all know what this means.

"No one has been harassing you, right?" Zhuguli spread his hands. "I just went to Cherry's place to buy a Rice Bowl, and she said that a few Warriors wanted to harass her today, but they were driven away by a group of players. Fortunately, it was mealtime."

"There were, but I refused them very clearly. These Warriors are actually somewhat polite; at least they didn't get handsy." However, Mengmeng clearly felt their ill intent. "These people eventually bought everything. I have to thank those nobles; if Miss Meijiali hadn't come to buy cakes in person and spoken up for me, that Warrior called Kote might have lingered here and refused to leave."

Those people are all Awakened!

Awakened who could dismantle her shop with a flick of their fingers.

Fortunately, they still have their reason and know that Tana City belongs to the Federal, and the whole street is also under the protection of the Wealth Church. At most, they just extend invitations; if refused, they still won't force it.

As for those civilians in the Factory District or the slums, I'm afraid they don't even have the qualifications to refuse.

"I suggest you don't overthink it. I will have our people patrol this road more often," Zhuguli comforted Mengmeng. "I'm going to the place next door to tell those two NPCs that it's better not to come out during this period; after all, they are from Gannaer."

"I think you have absolutely no need to worry. The two of them can sense whether those Warriors have malicious intent through the surrounding spiritual perception. If they can sense it, they won't come out of the backyard at all."

"That's true, too." Zhuguli felt relieved. "I don't know when we'll be able to go to the front line."

"In such a hurry to go to the front line?" Allison Evera walked in from the door. "It looks like your bread has all been sold out?"

"Yes, sir. If you need some, you can come back in four or five hours; we will have some fresh out of the oven then, but I can't guarantee it won't sell out," Mengmeng said, looking a bit exhausted. "There aren't even any nuts left in the shop now."

"I'm very sorry. If I hadn't gone to promote it, they shouldn't have done this." He ignored Zhuguli on the side, because the clothing Zhuguli was wearing proved that he was a local garrison soldier, while these young noble masters were all wearing red soft armor that only elites could wear.

It seems he already knew about what happened during the day. Upon hearing that those people ran to Store Street to cause trouble and even forcibly molested several shopkeepers and sales clerks, Allison reprimanded them severely.

If they were in the Royal Capital, these guys wouldn't be able to do such things, but recently, lacking discipline, they seem to have forgotten their duties.

Especially since the war has been delayed, even the defensive works are done by ordinary soldiers, which has nothing to do with these Awakened Warriors.

"You can only manage those in the noble camp; there is no way to manage those Awakened Warriors. I think this matter should still be reported to the superiors," Zhuguli said politely. "Otherwise, it will seriously affect the operation of Tana City; after all, there are only 300,000 people here in total."

"There are more now. According to the latest statistics from the Wealth Church, there are currently 500,000 people in Tana City," Allison scratched his head. "But 50,000 Warriors is still too many."

"Why not attack as soon as possible? If the time drags on too long, the other side will be prepared." Because he could not reach higher-level officers, Zhuguli could only communicate with this noble he was not familiar with.

"It is said that it is because the Witches' Association has the ability of prophecy; their innate spirituality can foresee things, and they have also mastered a large amount of sacrificial magic. If too many people die, perhaps it will really make the Red Moon descend. Those Barbarians don't care, but we still have to be careful," Allison knew that saying this would also make him looked down upon by the other party; after all, waiting in the city all the time, these Warriors have done nothing but train.

They don't even understand the Barbarians' methods of attack; every day they just study those witches and the situation in Gannaer.

Zhuguli pursed his lips. "I don't think they have the ability to do that; otherwise, they would have done it long ago. I can find a way to get someone to scout the situation in Gannaer."

"You? How will you do it? The people responsible for scouting information haven't returned yet." Allison seemed to know that they had already sent spies to Gannaer, and also knew that they needed to wait for Gannaer's reply before they could start the battle.

Otherwise, with Gannaer watching like a tiger eyeing its prey, the people of the War Church would not blindly rush up.

"We have our own methods, but you need to keep it a secret for us. You know, there are always some people with special abilities." Zhuguli knew he shouldn't say this, but it didn't matter; he was just a player.

How could the intelligence obtained through offline forums not be told to NPCs? Not to mention whether they believe it, this point alone is already a bug that affects the entire game.

And this bug cannot be fixed; the officials simply cannot restrict players from communicating offline.

"I understand. We need to know if the connection between the Gannaer people and the witches is very deep. It would be even better if we could get a concrete battle plan." Allison's eyes lit up; he had never thought that Tana City would actually have spies in Gannaer.

This doesn't even need the Royal Capital to step in!

However, he also knew that these people most likely relied on relatives in Tana City. These Xiahui People themselves are found all over the world; this stems from the instability within the Xiahui country. It is said that there are many refugees from this country, and not counting those who died on the road, the shadow of Xiahui People is everywhere in this world.

And their own country, with years of war, is not an exaggeration to call it a city of Hell.

If they have special methods of communication between them and can know the situation in Gannaer, this is not a fresh thing.

After all, there are all kinds of Awakened, and there will always be some Awakened who are good at delivering messages.

This noble Warrior quickly accepted this point. "If there is any news, you can come directly to my camp to find me."

"No problem. I do have news to tell you." After hesitating for a moment, Zhuguli said, "Some time ago, the river that connects to our port, the river called the Mother River by Gannaer, had a sacrificial ritual occur on it. The nobles in Gannaer City attach great importance to this."

"Sacrificial ritual?" Allison said in shock. "How dare those witches?"

"It is said to be an accident, but it caused many corpses buried at sea in Gannaer to undergo corpse transformation, creating a very negative impact in Gannaer; however, we do not yet know how Gannaer will respond."

Allison frowned, "I understand. Remember to tell me if there is more news."

In his view, this matter could be fully exploited; the people of Gannaer would not trust those witches too much. Even if the Royal Family and the Queen held expectations for those witches, the public would not agree.

After all, corpses are very important to the people of Gannaer; they believe in the Death Church and place great importance on human corpses and spirituality.

Even those Awakened of Gannaer from the Necromancy faction would not want their own corpses to undergo corpse transformation.

And the original Necromancy faction existed precisely to suppress the occurrence of corpse transformation.

Those friends of Zhuguli were likely just ordinary people of Gannaer, or foreign merchants living in Gannaer.

It is normal to know about this, but it is impossible for them to know what the members of the Royal Family are thinking.

Returning to the camp, Allison felt it necessary to tell Lord Sigma about this matter; his footsteps were light, and then he saw a group of unfamiliar people outside the camp.

They were wearing the robes of Death Church priests, holding flowers symbolizing death in their hands, and at the same time, they brought a letter from the Queen of Gannaer.

"Just in time, Allison has also come over, you should come in too," Sigma said with a calm expression, "I also invite the Governor and the City Lord to come in together."

Allison realized that those people of Gannaer had actually taken the initiative to make contact and had identified themselves.

For two countries at war, this belongs to the category of envoys, but he did not expect that the envoy sent by Her Majesty the Queen would actually be from the Death Church.

"I am very surprised; why did you not send nobles responsible for diplomacy to negotiate, but instead sent priests from the Church?" Sigma said bluntly, "And you should be clear about who made things turn out the way they are now."

It seems that Lord Sigma does not wish to fight a war; if the problem can be solved through communication, that would truly be for the best.

(End of this chapter)