Chapter 652: 652 - - Question 652?

It was as if some kind of ceremony was about to begin.

From the harbor, a small army with banners was seen coming toward the Pope's temple. Ron Esrotel instantly knew that it was not a general attack. It looked as if a messenger was moving toward them.

But Ron Esrother quickly dismissed this idea. It was Vieille, you know. He would not have the slightest idea of making peace. We die, or Vieille himself scatters...there are only two ways to go.

The number of soldiers coming toward us seemed to be decreasing little by little. As soon as they were evenly spaced in a line, they immediately raised their banners high in the air. It was as if they were welcoming Vieille back to the Papal Temple.

Soon the last two soldiers arrived at the square in front of the temple. When they faced each other, they clicked their heels at the exact same moment and raised their banners high. It was unmistakably the emblem of the Church of Crimiana.

The soldiers watched the scene with bated breath. The temple was filled with an eerie silence.

......An impudent.

Ron Esrotel mutters to himself. He is probably trying to upset the soldiers by showing them the emblem of Crimiana. But he will not make the same mistake. He has his men bring their bows, and with arrows lit on fire, he shoots them at the soldiers who are standing motionless.

"......"

The soldier who had been holding up the flag slowly fell to the ground with an inarticulate cry. At the same time, the flames from the fire arrows spread to the flag the man was holding. The arrow seemed to have hit him in the neck, and the soldier seemed to have died almost instantly.

Despite the fact that one of his own soldiers was killed in front of him, the other soldier remains motionless and continues to hold up his banner as if he were a puppet. The situation was so eerie.

"What are you doing?　Avenge the bandit!"

Ron Esrotel shouts loudly to the soldiers around him. The soldiers, perhaps roused to their senses by his shouts, grabbed arrows from their bows and fired them at the soldiers who were standing motionless and upright.

A few of the arrows hit the target. However, the soldiers still stood there. Ron Esrotel ordered more arrows to be fired. Arrow after arrow hit the soldier, and the man fell down on the ground.

Look!　That's what happens to the crimianists who defy the teachings of the Lord God!

Ron Esrotel shouts to the soldiers around him. Immediately thereafter, a strange sound is heard.

A zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. ...... It sounds like an army marching in the streets. Shortly after, two soldiers appear again in front of the square. They were lined up facing each other in the same way as before, standing erect and immovable, and they raised the flag in their hands high. At their feet lay the corpses of the soldiers who had lost their lives in the previous attack. They do not pay attention to them, and continue to hold the same posture as if they were puppets.

"What are you doing!　Strike!　Avenge them!"

At Ron Esrotel's command, the soldiers fire their arrows again. Soon after, the two soldiers are hit by several arrows and fall to the ground. After a while, however, the two soldiers appeared again, stood erect and immobile, and raised their banners.

Ron Esrotel stared at the scene in front of him with a deep crease between his eyebrows. Indeed, the enemy's movements were eerie. Like the undead, they appear one after another, one after another, and the sight is nothing but eerie. But there is a limit to the number of soldiers. If we keep repeating such a thing, Vieille's army will run out first.

...... Are you trying to wear us down?

Ron Esrother realizes. Could it be that they want us to run out of magic and arrows?　It takes more than a dozen arrows to kill one soldier. If we are prepared to lose half of our men, our arrows will run out. Soldiers and magicians will be exhausted. Will they wait for that moment to launch an all-out attack?

...... is ridiculous. There is no such thing as a fool's errand.

Ron Esrotel shakes his head. How could Vieille treat those who followed him as if they were not human beings? But already the corpses of four soldiers are lying in front of him. She is the grandson of that Jouvancel Sein. It is quite possible that someone of the Pope's blood would not hesitate to take such a maneuver.

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"Monsignor Ron Esrotel!"

Suddenly, he shudders at the call of his name. Careful not to show his agitation, he looks in the direction of the voice. There stands a young soldier.

"None of the scouts I just sent out ...... have returned, sir.

"It must not have been long since we sent out our scouts."

"However, I ordered them to return as soon as they checked on the enemy forces. ....... But no one has returned yet."

"A little more time will help ......."

"Ron Esrotel!"

A soldier's voice echoes, almost like an exclamation. I turned my head in the direction of the voice and saw a man running toward me at full speed across the square.

"Don't shoot!　It's Cy Lonestarck!　Don't shoot!　Don't shoot me~!"

"That's one of the scouts!　Why that kind of ......"

A man standing by mutters something to no one in particular. The man who calls himself Cy Lonestarck reaches the gate of the Papal Temple and bangs on it like a madman, exclaiming "Open the gate, open the gate!

What's the matter? What the hell is going on?

Ron Esrotel, who had seen the man, opened his mouth with a look of dismay on his face. Cy Lon Éstaerts's face was pale and his body was trembling. It was easy to imagine that he had experienced a great deal of fear.

"Here, take this: ......"

The man pulled a letter from his pocket. In Vieille's handwriting, it said that those who surrendered would not be charged with any crime, but those who resisted would be thoroughly eliminated. He also added a sentence that anyone who disobeyed the Pope would be punished by heaven, even his family and relatives.

Ron Esrother silently seized the letter.

"My God!　Drop your weapons!　Surrender!　All the scouts except me have been killed!　If this continues, you will all meet the same end!　I won't say anything bad about it!　Everyone, lay down your weapons and surrender!　His Holiness the Pope says he will forgive those who surrender!　Gentlemen!　No offense!　Surrender!　Surrender!"

Suddenly, Cy Lonestarck stood up and started shouting. He was seized by soldiers around him, but he did not stop screaming. Ron Esrotel slowly and silently drew the sword at his waist and thrust it into the throat of the man who continued to scream.

"Gah ...... gah ...... surrender ......... ..."

His eyes wide open, he looked as if he were uttering a desperate scream, and he fell to the ground.

The soldiers carry his corpse away. At that moment, a man standing by muttered in a small voice.

"How pathetic ....... Manipulated by spirit magic. ......

Ron Esrotel clicked his tongue in his heart at these words. Vieille could have done that. As he looked around, he saw that the soldiers were clearly upset.

He tried to go up to the top of the gate again to encourage them. At that moment, he saw Vieille's army, which had gathered in the harbor, moving toward him. .......

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