"Your Excellency the three archbishops, I don't know why you came here this time?" Marshal Pierre Casilla, when he saw the comer, stood up from his throne and saluted from afar, without losing his bearing and without flattery. After all, he is the commander of the three armies, so he can't lose the prestige of the Tomis Empire, but he can't lose his tongue either.

Recently, because of the death of many soldiers, there have been a lot of complaints about him as a coach in China, if it goes on like this. I'm afraid that my position as coach will not be guaranteed. Although he was very willing for this kind of development in his heart, he also knew very well that those commanders in the empire were still a little inferior to him.

If they were to be put on the field, the casualties would probably get even bigger. The loss of the empire is not small, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that if this disaster passes, I can only abandon the car and protect the commander like the Ottore Empire! That's the big thing, though the Imperial House of Tomis is far more powerful than the Royal House of Ottore.

But this kind of battle consumes the strength of the country, the power of the whole country, even if it is not the action of those careerists. The alien beast races that exist in the mountains and forests will not let go of the beautiful buildings and fertile land that humans have built. These are all things that need to be dealt with one by one, and if you can't even see these clearly, you are not handsome.

"This time I am still inseparable from the Southern Chamber of Commerce and the evil gods in it. Previously, Thom, the god of loyalty and courage, teamed up with the god of the sea and the god of mages to conduct an investigation of the Southern Chamber of Commerce. From this, it is concluded that these evil gods must be planning something very important. So we hope that Marshal Pierre Casilla will be able to provide some necessary assistance for the operation of our Pantheon. ”

One of the three archbishops, His Excellency, stepped out of the line and spoke softly.

But with the archbishop's words, a hint of strangeness appeared on the faces of some of the generals under the tent. These temple guys are so shameless, don't they, they still want them to help? Do they themselves have no hands or feet, and they rely on one mouth? When are they fools or are they eager warblers?

But thinking of the warning of Marshal Pierre Casilla, everyone couldn't help but dare not speak, making them like a group of people who want convenience but can't find a latrine.

"Your Excellency the Three Archbishops, we in the Tomis Empire have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. But because of the previous war, our soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the backup team is on the way. I don't dare to start a war so rashly. You should understand that there will be pressure on me at home, and there will be emotions among the soldiers. There are a lot of things that I can't just think about. ”

Marshal Pierre Casilla put it mildly, but with such a sonorous force. He wasn't the Emperor of the Tomis Empire after all. It is impossible to control and dominate the information within the empire, even if the rumors stop at the wise, but the stupid people in this world will eventually occupy the majority. Even if he doesn't think about himself, he needs to think about the soldiers who entrust their lives to his own hands.

The three archbishops saw the expressions on the faces of the generals in the tent, and they knew what Marshal Pierre Casilla had said. But they couldn't say anything, after all, they had just left a message and pulled away from the temple's troops, which indirectly caused huge losses to the Tomis Empire.

It is not incomprehensible that they would have such an attitude towards the temple, and although the Tomis Empire is not averse to the roots of the temple, it is not fully supportive. It's only a few points better than the Ottore Empire, and the kingdom is completely dominated by royalty. Although the royal family has done its best, it still has reservations.

For example, not a single member of the royal family appeared in this war. This leaves three points of leeway, and this also makes the nobles below a little more vigilant. No one wants to be overloaded and left behind.

"It's a matter of ......" Archbishop Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, felt that he should enlist the support of the Tomis Empire, but was stopped by Archbishop Tyr, the god of justice.

"We understand, and we only hope that the Tomis Empire can provide some necessary help when we see the situation getting better." With that, the Archbishop of Tyre, the god of justice, turned and walked out of the tent.

Marshal Pierre Casilla sat back on his throne, and the calm words of the archbishop made him wonder if his decision was really wise. But he also knows very well that he can say some things and some things he can't. There are things that can be done, and there are things that can't be done.

The attitude of the top was so ambiguous that he really couldn't figure out what the emperor was thinking in his heart.

"I just hope that the Tomis Empire can survive this catastrophe safely." Marshal Pierre Casilla sighed lightly, thinking to himself.

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"Archibald, why don't you let me continue. Even if the expressions of those generals are indeed wrong, as long as we move with emotion, we know with reason. They will always understand that we are not doing these things for ourselves, but for the future of the whole human race. Archbishop Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, whispered to the man in front of him.

The soldiers around them, armed with weapons in their hands, strode proudly, and the sight of the three archbishops was like seeing air. Ignore it, ignore it. Some of the soldiers even looked at them with a dangerous look, like a poisonous snake cowering in the grass, ready to bite them.

"Look around, Ggiel. The scars of betrayal are not easily repaired, and Pierre Casilla is right when he says, 'There will be pressure on him at home, and there will be emotions on the soldiers.' There are many things that cannot be considered just one point. We left to make what we thought was the right choice, even though we had already left the other gods to fill in the gaps.

But we miscalculated the madness of the evil gods, and this matter is indeed a lack of consideration on our part. Maybe we should have sent half of our troops there. After all, where we are standing at the moment is the front line of the entire battlefield. God rebuked me for this as well. ”

Archibald felt the gaze around him, and his heart felt a little cold. However, if this is the pain that should be borne by the eradication of evil, he is also willing to shoulder it.

"I can see that Pierre Casilla is someone who understands what we do. But the soldiers below will not understand, they think that we are stumbling behind our backs. And will there be peace within the Tomis Empire? I don't think it's that simple, if we press Pierre Casilla too much, maybe it will be counterproductive. When the time comes, if the coach is changed before the battle, will it be better than the current situation? ”

Archbishop Ilmat, the god of suffering, also spoke to reassure that the matter had developed to such an extent that he could only find a way to solve it again.

The three archbishops walked out of the camp with their own thoughts, their backs a little depressed and lonely.

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"Between people, between hearts. How can they be connected? After all, the content of the book is too empty and idealistic, and in the face of reality, there are too many factors that constitute the changes and trends of all this. One article, it is impossible to generalize everything. But if we can't unite at such a time, how can we resist the ambition of others and unite as one? ”

The man who had appeared on the battlefield walked through the camp with his steps. The rain from the sky fell on him with a soft thud, but it was as if the tentacles had not seen him before. He was not seen by the soldiers here.

"These temple personnel are really brazen, and they still want to ask for the assistance of our Tomis Empire?"

"It's a fool's dream. However, it can be seen that the marshal actually has such thoughts. ”

"So what? After all, the marshal is still old and has lost his original ambition. If it was the marshal back then, he might have blasted these three guys out a long time ago. ”

"yes, that's how fast it flies."

The generals who came out of the tent whispered about what had happened before. There are mockery, emotion, and regret. But no one blames Pierre Casilla for his exploits for the Empire, and some of them have even grown up listening to the legends of the old marshal.

The man looked at the situation, shook his head slightly, and continued to walk inward. He wants to see more scenery and more people. It's something that doesn't exist in the book, and it's something he wants to understand and comprehend.

"[God of the Sea] Raphael Merlin Abraham? I really want to see what kind of young man you are. The man said this in a low voice, and then disappeared into the increasing rain.

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No. 825 - Cape Blackstone

Raphael, like the third prince of the troubled sea, turned this black stone cape upside down, and the unknown number of black stone hunters was swallowed up by the waves, and then turned into nothingness.

The blue water is like a judge's talisman. The shark inside is the black and white impermanence that seduces people's souls.

Such a murderous method only lasted for a moment, and it had already eroded one-fifth of the land of Blackstone Headland, and the momentum did not diminish in the slightest, but the more Blackstone hunters were swallowed, the wave seemed to be more and more surging.

"It's coming more slowly than I thought." Raphael looked at the figures striding from a distance, and spoke. Originally, he thought that he had made such a big move that the other party should be where he was in a matter of moments. It seems that these people are really vigilant, and they feel sorry for Raphael if they don't come together.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why are you making a fuss about my Black Rock Cape?" The leader was a man with white hair but a large body, with a slender object resembling a whip in the middle of his right hand, and looked at Raphael warily.

"You still want to detain me? These guys are really funny. Raphael looked at the whip in the man's hand for a moment, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

And when the man saw Raphael staring at the whip in his hand, his heart tightened, and he shrank his hand behind his back.

"You don't need to know the name, I intend to know something from your mouth. I don't know if it's inconvenient. Raphael stopped paying attention to the long whip and looked at the stout man.

"What you want to know, if I do, I will tell you everything. I just hope you stop this water that is encroaching on my Black Rock Headland. The stout man listened to the incessant cries for help in his ears, the sound of surging waves, and his right hand behind him clenched tightly into a fist, and an unusually special rune appeared on it.

"You have to be clear, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Or are you going to let me have a good talk after I've swallowed up the entire Blackstone Peak? The smile on Raphael's face was even worse, but there was a coldness hidden inside, an unusually cold!

"Then I don't know what your Excellency wants to know?" The stout man understood that what Raphael said was true, and at this moment the other party had swaggered into the black stone headland. The nest is going to be served, so what qualifications do you have to negotiate?

"What I want to know is not a very difficult thing for you, I just want to know the coordinates of the colorful plane, and how much do you know about the Phantom Clan." Raphael's words were still flat, making it unclear why he wanted to know these things, whether it was for love or hatred.

And Raphael's attitude made the stout man unable to feel the pulse of the other party. He still couldn't figure out how Raphael found the location of the Blackstone Promontory, and it stands to reason that the concealment of the Blackstone Promontory must be no problem. Moreover, the passage of Heriopolis is constantly changing, and this time happens to be the 'vacation period' of Blackstone Headland. It's also a vacation period for their Blackstone Hunters.

Otherwise, when Raphael invaded it just now, there wouldn't have been only one guy guarding the door, and he would have already advertised that Raphael would have entered.

"Colorful plane?" It was obviously the first time that the stout man had heard the name of this plane, and Raphael was indeed surprised to see the subtle change in expression on his face, which was indeed the kind of ignorance that he did not know.

However, Raphael was also keenly aware of the slight tremor of the person beside him, and as soon as his eyes were wrong, he looked at this person like light. It was an unusually young Blackstone Hunter, but his strength was not weak.

"How? Shouldn't you give me an answer soon? I've always had a good patience, but I don't know if your people will be able to withstand my extra patience. "Raphael is really not in a hurry, since he is here, how can he be in a hurry?