Although the relationship between the two countries is not very good, the old diplomat still showed a professional smile when the two sides met.

"Welcome to the free country - Vanriel! Gentlemen!"

He strode forward, opened his arms, and spoke loudly to Bishop Karl and his party who were getting off the airship. Seeing the old diplomat, Bishop Karl also walked over with a smile.

"May the goddess protect you, people of order."

The two sides looked at each other, smiled, and then shook hands.

"Well, please follow me, we have prepared accommodation for you..."

"No."

Bishop Karl shook his head and interrupted the old diplomat.

"We in the Temple attach great importance to the report submitted by the Vanriel Council. If possible, we would like to go to the front and take a look..."

Hearing Bishop Karl's words, the old diplomat raised his eyebrows slightly, and then the smile on his face became warm again.

"Of course, of course. I understand that you have always been proud of protecting order. However, it may be a waste of time to go to the front line now... In short, please follow me."

As he spoke, the old diplomat turned around and led everyone outside.

The group quickly left the airport, but not long after, Bishop Karl and the others found that the road ahead was already blocked - the reason was simple, because the streets and squares were densely packed with people, holding candles and flowers in their hands, and it seemed that some activities were going on. At this time, the old diplomat whispered something to his attendant next to him, and then smiled apologetically at the people in front of him.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Before we leave the square, I'm afraid we'll have to walk. The road here has been blocked. We'll send someone to prepare transportation on the other side."

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

Looking at the people in front of him, Bishop Karl asked.

"It looks like they are praying?"

"Oh, that's not a prayer, sir."

The old diplomat's smile did not change at all and was completely professional.

"This is mourning... In the previous battle with those evil monsters, the families of those soldiers who died in the battle are mourning for them, hoping that their souls can rest in peace forever..."

Having said that, the old diplomat sighed softly.

"This is a heavy blow to us in Vanriel. That is why we hope to get support from the Temple."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the old diplomat's voice became louder at this moment, attracting the attention of many people around him.

"We all live in this world, so we should support each other, right? Your Excellency the Bishop? These evil monsters are the enemies of all living things, we must destroy them! Only in this way can we be worthy of our heroes who died in battle!"

At this moment, more and more people came over here, looking at Bishop Karl and his party with curiosity. The bishop's robes they wore were too conspicuous. After all, in Vanriel, no one would dress like this.

"Grandpa..."

At this moment, a child holding a candle walked out of the crowd and looked at the old diplomat with red eyes.

"Are they the people who came from the Holy Kingdom as people say? Will they help us destroy those monsters?"

"Oh, that's a question I'm afraid I can't answer, son."

Looking at the child in front of him, the old diplomat smiled bitterly, then he looked at Bishop Karl embarrassedly. And the child also looked at Bishop Karl.

"Grandpa, will you help us destroy those monsters? Will you avenge my father?"

Hearing the child's question, Carl reached out and gently touched the other's little head.

"Child, we are all citizens of order. As long as it is to protect order, we will do anything."

After hearing Bishop Karl's answer, the child blinked his red and swollen eyes, and seemed to not know what to say. Bishop Karl smiled and nodded, then continued walking forward.

Seeing Bishop Karl's reaction, the old diplomat's expression did not change at all. He just walked in front with a few followers, and Bishop Karl and his entourage followed behind. Both sides did not speak after that. They just walked out of the square where the mourning ceremony was being held silently. On the street, the carriage for welcoming them was ready.

"Please get in the car."

After looking at Bishop Karl and others, the old diplomat spoke in a low voice.

"Next, we will go to the front line, where you will learn everything you wish to know."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Nodding to the old diplomat, everyone got on the carriage. Then Bishop Karl closed his eyes. Soon, the dissatisfied voice of the dwarf bishop came into his mind.

(Did you see that? These guys can really act!)

(They were eager to bundle us into the chariot... this was clearly not normal)

The Elf Bishop's voice was still calm, but there was a hint of something in his tone. In response, the others nodded. They were not blind and of course understood what the Fire Nation was up to. Perhaps the mourning ceremony was real, and those gathered in the square were indeed the families of the fallen soldiers, but it was not a coincidence that Vanriel chose this place for the ceremony... As for what they were thinking, everyone present knew it well.

However……

(What on earth are they trying to do in such a hurry?)

The orc protagonist touched his smooth bald head and frowned.

(Given the relationship between the Temple and the Fire Nation, why are they so anxious? What is the problem here?)

(Anyway, we are the Eyes of Order)

Bishop Karl did not answer the question. He opened his eyes and looked out the car window at the wilderness.

(There is only one thing we need to do, which is to determine whether those monsters are enemies of order. If they are really enemies of order, then no matter what the Fire Nation wants to do, we cannot let it... huh?)

Having said this, Bishop Karl was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly sat up.

"Do you feel it?"

“…”

Bishop Karl didn't need to say anything else. At this moment, the others also widened their eyes in surprise. The Elf Bishop closed his eyes, carefully sensed for a moment, and then nodded.

"The power of order is very stable...there is no sign of weakening!"

"What on earth is going on?"

At this moment, everyone was even more confused. They were heading to the frontier of the Fire Nation. Logically, this should be a place where the power of order was quite unstable. But what everyone didn't expect was that the power of order here was extremely stable, and there was no sense of any decline or fluctuation in the order boundary!

What exactly happened here?

With doubts, Bishop Karl and his party came to the border fortress of the Fire Kingdom, and here, they finally saw the swarm of insects on the undeveloped land on the other side through the crystal ball!

"hiss--!!"

When the five bishops saw the image projected on the screen in front of them, they almost all gasped. In the image, countless springtails were roaming around in the wilderness, and the periphery was full of dense, terrifying-looking spine crawlers and spore crawlers, plus the anti-stealth eye demons swaying in the air and various nest spires, coupled with the fungal carpet that looked like crimson flesh and blood, it looked like a scene of demons dancing wildly.

If they didn’t know, they would believe it if they were told it was hell!!

"After the expeditionary force was annihilated, these terrifying monsters appeared in the border areas."

At this moment, the fortress commander also spoke to the five bishops with a worried look on his face.

"There are hundreds of thousands of them... maybe even more! And the important thing is, we have almost no way to fight these monsters now. They will lurk underground to launch attacks and have long-range firepower. More importantly, these monsters are fearless and will never retreat unless they are all killed..."

Having said that, the commander also sighed.

"There's nothing we can do."

“…”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bishop Karl was silent for a moment, then he looked at the other four bishops and nodded.

"Please let us meet with the survivors and those who first came into contact with these...creatures immediately. We need more detailed intelligence."

"Of course, no problem."

The Fire Nation was extremely cooperative with Bishop Carl's request. Soon, the survivors of the previous Zerg attack appeared in front of everyone and began to recount their experiences with lingering fear.

"…Those bugs suddenly emerged from the ground!! They have never shown such characteristics before! Those damn monsters are as cunning as the devil! They deliberately paralyzed us, damn it! Damn it!"

"…Are you sure you didn't intrude into their habitat?"

Looking at the crazy wizard in front of him, the dwarf bishop asked, and the wizard glared at him fiercely.

"How is this possible? We were attacked right after we entered! When those monsters attacked us, our army had already penetrated deep into the hinterland. I was at the rear of the team. They surrounded us and completely cut off our connection with the central army! Then they launched a fierce attack on us! We didn't have any support. If I hadn't run away at that time, I would have been dead! Those cunning monsters! Damn it! Damn it!"

As he spoke, the wizard tore his hair and showed a painful expression.

"They are all dead, all dead...!"

"…I was the first to lead a team to an unexplored land."

The sheriff sat listlessly in his chair, staring at his hands.

"I still can't forget the encounter I had with those monsters... Those terrible monsters killed my subordinates and my followers..."

"You're lying."

At this moment, the orc bishop suddenly slammed the desk, his eyes widened, staring at the sheriff, and the holy light in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

"You must remain respectful in front of the Goddess of Order and not deceive us with lies!"

“…”

Perhaps frightened by the roar of the orc bishop, the sheriff was also shocked and nodded quickly.

"Yes, sorry, maybe I remembered it wrong... Let me think... Yes, I was competing with the Iron Shield family to see who would enter the undeveloped land first, and then my horse suddenly stopped, and I fell off the horse as if it was frightened... Yes, that's right, I wanted to see what happened, and at that moment, I felt someone patted my shoulder..."

At this point, the sheriff seemed to recall that scene again and his face turned pale.

"I initially thought it was those bastards from the Iron Shield family, but when I turned my head... God, I really don't want to recall that horrible monster anymore! I thought I was going to be eaten by it!"

“But you’re sitting here and you’re not being eaten.”

The human bishop whispered.

"So, what happened?"

"Well... to be honest, I'm not sure, but I think they seem to be warnings."

"warn?"

"Yes."

The sheriff nodded.

"I immediately evacuated with my men. After we evacuated the undeveloped land...the monsters left."

"Anyone of you was injured?"

"……No."

Hearing this, Bishop Karl frowned, then he looked at his colleagues again. Sure enough, their expressions became more serious at this moment.

It seems that things are not as simple as the Fire Nation says.