Chapter 83 First Cooperation at the Main Camp, I'm Here
Based on last night's discussion, the movement of the monster tide will be handled by Mortri and members of the Dark Night Guild in Red Maple City. They will conceal their tracks and venture deep into the Monster Mountain Range to monitor the monsters' movements in real time.
Twenty years later, the Holy Light Knights and the Royal Griffin Guard are cooperating again.
In terms of class characteristics, the Knights of Light are better at resisting monsters, possessing natural resistance to monster attacks and magical energy. However, even with the advantage of elemental advantage, their damage output is still not very high.
Each griffin guard is equipped with its own griffin, enabling them to attack monsters from the air, but they are unable to effectively stop the surging tide of monsters.
Heligalo and Verion reached an agreement to break up the two forces. At each diversion point for clearing the monster tide, the Knights of Light would serve as shields, the Griffin Guards as blades, and a corresponding number of priests would be assigned to assist.
Ancia couldn't hide her smile. "Wow, to see the Holy See and the Royal Family cooperating in my lifetime is truly a spectacle."
Faced with the bigger picture, personal likes and dislikes are insignificant. Heligalo sighed helplessly, "Ancia, this is the method with the least loss and the most effective results."
Verion said calmly, "The Papacy wields too much power, and the late king did not want to see any other forces within the empire that could influence the royal family."
Not only the Holy See of Light, but also King Lionheart held the same attitude towards the Dark Night Guild.
Ancia asked curiously, "And what about you?"
After a moment's thought, Verion smiled and said, "I still need to use the Holy See of Light to suppress the Senate."
Ancia's lips twitched. Just now? Wouldn't that be like Richard the Lionheart, discarding someone after they've served their purpose?
Verion nodded to her with an air of elegance. "Of course, the Dark Night Guild, as our ally, need not worry. I will not be as extreme as the late King."
Heligalo chuckled lightly, his expression calm, as if he hadn't heard the hidden veil of hostility.
A brief fluctuation of dark magic energy emanated from the air, and a red light flashed on the cufflink on Verion's sleeve. He pressed the cufflink against the sleeve without making a sound, becoming more alert.
Merri tore through a spatial rift and teleported from the depths of the Monster Mountain Range.
Vilian glanced at him, and quietly loosened his grip on his cufflinks.
Merri looked directly at Ancia, his voice low and deep, "The monster tide is about to begin. The concentration of demonic energy near the entrance to the abyss has reached the standard of previous years, and monsters in the central and outer areas have begun to gather in large numbers."
Ancia frowned. "What about the high-level magical beasts near the abyss?"
Merri: "They are still in a state of agitation for the time being, but there is no tendency for them to move towards the middle of the mountains."
What's going on? Ancia was completely baffled. She had assumed that high-level magical beasts would also participate in this monster tide, but it seemed that wasn't the case.
Ancia said solemnly, "Mortri, please continue to observe the movements of the high-level magical beasts. If they show any signs of gathering in groups, inform us immediately."
Once the monster tide begins, the only person in the camp who can escape unscathed from the monster tide and still keep an eye on the high-level monsters is Mortley, whose strength has increased once again.
Merriel's lips curled slightly. Without even glancing at the other two men in the tent, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay." Then, just as he had come, he vanished into thin air without a sound.
Verion's cufflinks had been restored to normal, looking just like ordinary gemstone cufflinks. He smiled wryly, "Ancia really trusts Professor Mortri."
While Ancia was still pondering the strange behavior of the high-level magical beast, she blurted out without thinking, "Because he's the strongest."
An eerie silence fell over the tent. Ancia snapped out of her reverie and saw Herrigallo lower his eyes, a hint of disappointment in his expression. He then changed the subject, saying, "After all, Merri has seven or eight more years of experience than you. There's a slight difference in strength now, but it will be about the same in a few years."
She genuinely believed this. Herrigalor's affinity for light element was as high as 98 points, and Verion's affinity for wind element was also above 95. The two of them would hardly encounter any obstacles on the path of becoming mages; they only needed time to grow.
Heligalo forced a smile, his long eyelashes partially obscuring his azure eyes, but he remained silent.
Ancia began to regret her quick tongue, and took his hand, their fingers intertwined. "Alright, we should go to the platform outside to command the resistance against the monster tide."
Heligaluo hooked his pinky finger and gently stroked it across the back of Ancia's hand, revealing a gentle smile. "Okay."
Ancia breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to have been easily coaxed, and she felt even more pity for Heligalo. She spoke softly, "Then let's go."
Her concern clouded her judgment, but only Verion saw things clearly. Had Heligalo ever been sad? He only felt the satisfaction of seizing an opportunity and succeeding.
Verion seemed to understand something; "So that's how it can be done..."
I learned something.
Verion studied a wide range of subjects. Before his magical circuits matured, his history, music, horsemanship, and other courses were taught by the Empire's top talents, and he was extremely good at learning.
However, Gracia and the royal family do not yet have corresponding courses to teach how to approach an ally who is wary of him. Coercion and inducement have all failed, and he can only learn by instinct. His learning subject is Heligalo, who seems to be very good at this.
Ancia and Heligalo stood side by side on the high platform outside the camp, and Verion arrived shortly after. The three tall and steady figures gave everyone in the camp unwavering confidence. Under their command, they were certain that the monster tide would be safely overcome.
The familiar tremors of the earth were the first to arrive, signaling the start of the first wave of monsters.
Heligalo calmly said, "Knights of Light, Shield Formation."
The knights, clad in silver armor, held up their shields to block the path of the monster horde, layer upon layer of shields stacked up to defend the camp.
The black tide surged in with tremendous speed, its scarlet eyes forming a blood-red sea of stars in the distance.
Verion gracefully raised his hand. "Griffin Guard, Mage Corps."
The griffins, rising into the air, swooped down towards the silver shield, their longswords sweeping away a swarm of monsters with each strike. Brilliant magic rained down in front, easily clearing out the remaining monsters.
In the subsequent waves of beast tides, the silver shields of the Holy See and the sharp blades of the Royal Griffin worked together to form a perfect combination of offense and defense, and the battle went more smoothly than expected.
The smooth progress of the battle eased the tense atmosphere in the rear slightly, but Ancia frowned. The long battle was still consuming everyone's magic and mental energy. If things went too smoothly, the warriors would relax their control over their magic, which would lead to a shortage of magic in the later stages.
Ancia stepped down from the platform and placed all the magical potions she had brought in the area where the priest was.
The boxes of magic potions were stacked like building blocks, their sheer quantity resembling the cement used to build walls. Yet, they knew that each mana restoration potion inside cost over a hundred gold coins.
The clergy in charge of logistics were dumbfounded. "Lady Ancia, these potions are too precious. The pressure is not high yet, so we don't need them. We can recover naturally."
They also carried supplies, but often didn't start using them until the third wave of monsters.
Ancia said calmly, "It's too late when you really realize you need to replenish your health. Even the most expensive medicine can be measured in gold coins, but it's not as precious as life."
She added, "Use these first, regardless of the waste. I have more medicine left, but there's no room here."
Heligalo arrived at some point, saying, "Just follow Ancia's arrangements."
Ancia: "How's it going up ahead?"
Heligalo: "Some people have minor injuries, nothing serious, and the priest is treating them."
Those who were uninjured returned to their respective areas to rest in an orderly manner, while the wounded who needed treatment waited near the priests' tents. Ancia lifted the tent flap and went out, silently joining the priests' group.
Her wand glowed with a soft emerald light, and the Nourishing Rain of the Group emanated outwards, falling upon dozens of wounded soldiers and instantly healing all their wounds.
The magical fluctuations from the group healing spell drew the attention of those nearby, who looked over with delight. "With such a powerful high-ranking priest here, the casualties from this monster horde will definitely be reduced!"
After treating the wounded with the priests, Ancia's magic power dropped slightly. She cautiously took out a magic power recovery potion and drank it. From now on, she would always maintain full magic power.
Ancia's staff never dimmed, and every moment wounded soldiers who had retreated arrived near the priest's tent to await treatment.
Ancia found herself surrounded by a pile of empty mana-restoring potion bottles. She thought to herself with a wry smile, "Looks like I won't have to worry about food today. With so many potions, I won't be hungry at all."
On the high platform, Verion calculated the pattern of the monster tides and calmly said, "The pressure on the main camp is about to double. I'll take some people to the diversion point. Heligaluo, the Cardinal of the Holy See should be in place, ready to dispel the magic, right?"
Heligalo nodded. "The Privy Councilor has already arrived in the airspace above the route and can use large-scale light magic to disperse the beast tide at any time. I have Bishop Pol lead his men to another branch point to relieve the pressure on the main camp."
After finally treating the last wounded soldier, Ancia sat on a makeshift hospital bed made from empty potion boxes, rubbing her throbbing head. Although she had been replenishing her magic, the large amount of magic consumed in a short period of time inevitably brought about mental fatigue.
She then looked at the high platform in front of the camp. Verion was leading a group of griffon guards and knights of light out of the camp. Just before stepping out of the camp, Verion turned around and met Ancia's gaze.
With his pale gray eyes concealing all his thoughts, Vilian moved his lips but ultimately said nothing. He simply nodded slightly to her and led his men toward the triage point.
Ancia stood up and said to the bishop beside her, "Send half of the priests to support the two distribution points as soon as possible."
The bishop hesitated, "Lady Ancia, this is too risky. What if the main camp doesn't have enough medical resources..."
“Do as I say.” Ancia said calmly, tapping her staff lightly on the ground.
"I'm here at the main camp."
She stood in the twilight, holding a staff that reached her shoulder, her dark eyes reflecting the last rays of sunlight, dazzling and radiant.
The sun in the sky was about to set, while another sun was rising in the camp.
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