Alien Knights

"Rescue scholars?" Sitting on a bench, Bulwer asked while drinking ale: "Why does the Supreme Dragon God value those scholars so much?"

Randall said while recalling: "His Majesty seems to be very concerned about the research being conducted by those scholars."

Lizardman Kellogg rolled his yellow eyes: "The scholars at Muxi University have the best academic environment in the world, while those scholars who live in the diocese of Heavenly Father live under the reign of terror of the church all day long. Medium, hiss... Their research actually attracted the attention of the Supreme Dragon God..."

"Those scholars are the elites of the Royal Academy, and some of them even taught Master Terrence. Moreover, these people have long had correspondence with Muxi University, and the two sides have been in academic communication."

Randall continued: "It's just that the scholars of the Royal Academy were supported by the royal family in the past and were able to escape the persecution of the church time and time again. But now, the Taylor royal family has been controlled by the church."

Carroll drank all the wine in the glass and said in a deep voice: "Time is precious, stop talking nonsense, what exactly are we going to do in the rescue plan?"

Randall spread out the map and explained: "We set off from Twilight City, pass through Watchfort, and enter the territory of the Eastern Parish. Lord Cumberland will lead his army to attract the enemy's attention on the frontal battlefield, and we can take advantage of this opportunity. Quickly pass through the gap between the battlefields, bypass the sentry of the Church of Heavenly Father, and enter the Papal State."

Bulwer nodded and said: "It doesn't sound too troublesome. The key is what should we do next after we enter Taylor City?"

"After entering the city, we are not fighting alone. Whether it is the Church of Heavenly Father itself or the secular court of Taylor, there are people close to the Protestant religion. Moreover, there are people from the Alien Association in the city, and they will also come Meet us."

Barbara looked around and suddenly asked: "Randall is a human being, so his appearance will naturally not attract anyone's attention. As for me, wearing a hat is not a big problem, but how do you four sneak into the city with your looks?" ?”

Kellogg spat out the letter and said: "Lizardman scouts have special abilities. Our skin can change color and texture at will, allowing the body to blend with the surrounding environment."

As soon as he said this, Kellogg turned his body into the color of wood and earth. Except for his yellow eyes, he looked invisible.

Randall said: "As for the appearance of the Crusaders, the Alien Association will provide you with the necessary cover, so don't worry about it."

Kellogg returned his body to its original state, thought for a while, and asked Randall: "What if, when we enter the city, we find that those scholars are dead?"

Carol and Aldenan looked at the lizard man in surprise, somewhat surprised by the question raised by the latter.

Randall pursed his lips: "If that's the case, it means the worst has happened."

"According to His Majesty's order, we will recover the equipment and manuscripts of Taylor Royal scholars as completely as possible for the research use of Muxi University."

Kellogg shook his tail and said slowly: "I have no problem."

Seeing that the others stopped talking, Randall clapped his hands and said, "Now that everyone has no problem, it's time to set off."

When the others dispersed and went to prepare their bags and weapons, Aldenan approached Carol and asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do in the future?"

The orc turned around and didn't understand the werewolf's question for a moment: "In the future?"

"I mean, what are you going to do after this mission is over?"

"Does this kind of question make sense?"

Aldenan looked depressed: "Is it possible that you still plan to follow Miss Barbara and be her follower? Listen, after this operation is over, Randall and Barbara will hold a wedding. You'll be an eyesore at that point."

The movement of Carol's hands stopped, and the whole person fell into silence.

Fifteen days later, the six-man team climbed over the snow-capped mountains, avoided roads, walked through swamps, and finally entered the territory of Heavenly Father Parish.

"This is the Principality of Quaquenaville. The lord's family are all devout Protestants, but they died tragically under the sword of the church thugs."

Randall looked into the distance, where the setting sun was like blood and there were swarms of crows.

Aldenan licked the hair on his arm with his tongue and said with a sense of discomfort: "I walked for a long time and couldn't even see a living thing. The smell of blood in the air almost made my sense of smell useless."

Lizardman Kellogg stared at the half-dead bones in the grass not far away, and said softly: "No matter which period of history, human beings are synonymous with destruction and destruction, hiss... Thank you to the supreme Dragon God for his purification to our souls and give us peace.”

Looking at the embarrassed Randall, the tauren Bulwer comforted him: "Kellogg speaks directly, don't take it seriously. The lizardman species has always been like this."

Randall waved his hand: "What Kellogg said is true, but not all humans are violent and reckless bastards."

Kellogg glanced at Randall, took back the letter he spat out, and stopped talking.

Aldenan suddenly stretched his neck and pricked up his ears: "Listen."

Carroll leaned down, put his ear close to the earth, listened and said: "The sound of horse hooves."

Kellogg took off his cloak, put the dagger on his waist, and said to the others: "You stay here, I will go to the front to take a look."

After saying this, the lizard man's body slowly blended into the environment, and his figure was no longer visible.

About ten minutes later, Kellogg returned to the group of people and said, "A war just ended up front, and our army captured a group of church supporters."

Aldenan stood upright and said to Randall: "We may be able to meet with the commander of the army. Understanding the current battle situation will help us move through the battlefield better."

Before Randall could speak, Kellogg said: "Hiss, I don't suggest you go now..."

"Why?"

"Our troops...are squabbling."

When Randall led the team to the battlefield littered with corpses, he saw a scene that surprised him.

The army also came from the Dragon Kingdom, but now it was divided into two factions, facing each other.

One faction is the Muxi Knights wearing black armor, and the other is a small Crusader group composed of foreign races.

Randall looked intently and saw that there were about 120 people in the Crusader Legion, all of whom were orcs. They had captured twice as many prisoners.

The leader of the Crusader Chapter was an orc commander wearing a one-eyed dragon eye patch. He stepped on the neck of a prisoner, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and shouted: "Look! Look what I found. This leaflet, what’s written on it! These bastards are slandering our gods!”

The captain of the Muxi Knights took off his helmet, revealing a human face full of vicissitudes of life: "These prisoners of war have committed unforgivable crimes, but you and I have no power to act as judges. We must put them Take him back to the camp, where the grand master and the shaman assembly will render a just sentence."

The orc commander tore the paper in his hand into pieces: "When these people write these blasphemous words, their lives will have ended!"

The prisoner lying at the feet of the orcs cried out in fear: "I didn't write these things! They were given to me by the church!"

The orc commander exerted force on his feet and roared: "Spreading the sins of blasphemers is also a capital crime!"

The captain of the Knights took a step forward and said, "It is not what we should do to slaughter prisoners wantonly. You are a soldier! You should abide by military discipline!"

The orc commander looked at the knight and laughed, and said coldly: "We are servants of the Dragon God! We are not soldiers of the kingdom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the orc commander raised his foot and stepped hard on the prisoner's head.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones cracking, the prisoner's head was like an exploding watermelon, with red and white fluids flowing all over the floor.