Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"The day before yesterday, I received an official letter from the provincial governor, saying that the monster coalition began to attack the border of the province of Serop."

While Weilin was reading the official letter, Flora explained on the side.

Weilin closed the official letter and asked with some concern: "Sirop Province, will we face an impact here?"

"It's not clear yet, but I think it's a matter of time."

"So, we must speed up the progress."

Then, Flora changed the subject and her tone suddenly became serious: "Weilin, the governor is urging the nobles in various parts of the province to send troops to strengthen the defense force. In addition, another 5,000 provincial troops will be transferred the day after tomorrow."

"Commander, please give your orders." Weilin stood up straight, stared at Flora, and said seriously.

"When the provincial army arrives, I will combine these 5,000 troops with your 7,000-man team into one army, build a city defense at the border between the Serop Province and the Cardero Province, and serve as an early warning force to form a horn with Lumen Mountain."

"Please rest assured, I will complete this mission." Weilin took the order solemnly without any resistance.

Flora put her hands on Weilin's shoulders and said head to head: "This is an opportunity for you to practice commanding an army of 10,000 people. It will help you to fulfill your obligations in the future and lead your troops to join the army. You can get a better position and voice, and let the nobles under your command obey you."

"If you encounter danger, I mean when your life is in danger, save yourself first, and I will bear the consequences."

"Aunt, you..."

"Look at me and answer my question."

"Yes, aunt, I understand."

"That's good, go back and have a good rest."

Then, Weilin left the command tent in a daze.

Walking on the flat yellow land, Weilin touched his heart and felt very warm. This was a feeling he had never had before, not even on his mother.

Three days later, Weilin successfully took over the 5,000 provincial troops and began to train them for seven days.

With the support of Flora, Weilin was ready to replace all officers who disobeyed his command within seven days, and replace them with officers who were willing to obey his orders, and completely grasp these 5,000 people in his hands.

…

September 20th, Monni Province, Falkreath Earldom, the central city of Falkreath City.

A large number of troops and personnel were withdrawn. In addition to 600 security personnel, the entire city had less than 2,000 city defense troops, plus the personnel of the church and the adventure guild, a total of less than 3,500 people.

In addition, the defense of the castle located 20 kilometers outside the city of Falkreath was empty. Except for the basic personnel left behind, there were not many troops that could be mobilized.

In the basement of the City Lord's Mansion, the bishop of the Famine Cult, the Lord of Falkreath, the priest of the Church of Life, and the president of the Adventure Guild gathered here.

"Tonight, offer sacrifices to our god."

"Yes, Bishop."

The three people's eyes revealed their enthusiasm for the God of Famine, and they prostrated themselves on the ground devoutly and knelt down to worship the statue.

In Falkreath City, thousands of cultists hid in the dark, hiding their true intentions. Hundreds of Famine priests were distributed in various nodes of Falkreath City, waiting for the order of the Famine Bishop.

At night, in the magic defense tower area of ​​Falkreath City, the Lord of Falkreath City easily entered the central area of ​​the Mage Tower by relying on his identity.

"Mage Watrey, good night."

The Lord of Falkreath greeted a high-level silver mage.

"Good night, Mr. Tevley, may I ask what is the important matter here?" The silver mage asked the Lord of Falkreath out of courtesy.

"Of course..."

The Lord of Falkreath suddenly grew in size, his limbs turned into claws, his body was covered with thick hair, his head turned into a monster head, and a terrifying mouth occupied one-third of his head.

A moment later, a monster six or seven meters tall appeared in front of the Silver Mage.

"Eat you"

The terrifying sonic boom shocked the Silver Mage and made him retreat again and again.

"Famine Beast."

"Why did it appear here?"

"Teacher, what should I do?" The bronze mage on the side got up from the ground and asked the Silver Mage Watre.

"Quick, leave here, go..."

Before the Silver Mage Watre finished speaking, the Famine Beast pounced and cut the slow-moving Bronze Mage into several sections.

"Appetizer."

After swallowing it whole, the Famine Beast felt extremely satisfied.

Seeing his student die in front of him, the Silver Mage Watre attacked the Famine Beast like crazy.

Dozens of fireballs were condensed and attacked the Famine Beast together.

But in front of the gold-level famine beast, these attacks had no effect at all.

In less than three minutes, the famine beast picked up the head of the silver wizard and threw it into its mouth. While chewing, it grabbed the remaining part of the corpse and walked towards the control center.

In the wizard tower, without exception, all the wizards were swallowed by the famine beast and turned into part of the power.

"Speed ​​up."

"Yes, Bishop."

The famine beast responded in its mind and sped up to the top of the wizard tower.

Ten minutes later, the reconnaissance array covering the city of Falkreath disappeared, and all the magic arrays on the city walls became ineffective.

At the same time, a large number of famine believers appeared in the city and began the last carnival before the sacrifice.

A large number of famine priests silently recited the sacrificial words, using themselves as nodes to form a huge sacrificial array, covering the entire city of 200,000 people.

"Hahaha, the fifty-year plan is finally going to succeed."

The bishop of the Famine Cult stood on the bell tower, looking at his masterpiece, and venting his inner emotions.

Half an hour later, a pillar of light rose to the sky, and the evil breath spread all around.

Everyone in the city of Falkreath was struggling, whether it was the nobles who were high above or the poor slaves who were as low as dust, all were twisted by the omnipresent evil god power and turned into fuel.

Even the cultists of the Famine Cult took the initiative to sacrifice themselves, making the scope of this sacrifice even wider.

"It's too late."

Thirty kilometers outside the city of Falkreath, a space crack was torn open, and several legendary strongmen flew out. Looking at the gradually ending sacrificial ceremony, they felt powerless to save the situation.

"Archbishop, please take action. This sacrifice cannot affect the entire kingdom." A legendary knight saluted to the priest beside him, with a firm tone.

"Alas, it will be hard for the west. I wonder how many believers will return to the embrace of the goddess."

The Archbishop of the Life God Church of the Kingdom of Elia, the legendary priest Saint Albert Tasman, tightly grasped the priest's staff, closed his eyes, communicated with the gods, and activated the divine art.

In an instant, a holy and gentle power appeared in the air, illuminating the entire night sky, constantly competing with the power generated by the famine sacrifice.

At the same time, the life churches in all provinces in the eastern part of Monni Province bloomed with light, forming pillars to support this curtain.