The hot summer has passed, and the rare autumn has finally arrived. For Oren City, everything seems to be calm and nothing special. Whether it is the residents of the city or the church leaders who rule the city, they all live a peaceful life as usual. If they insist on saying anything changes, it will be a good change. The cold lockdown of the church by the Shem people has been greatly reduced, and the number of contacts and contacts between Oren City and the surrounding areas has begun to increase again.

For Archbishop Carl, things seemed even more so. Over the past period of time, his interest became very fast, and he blatantly formed a guard completely composed of young women in the city. Of course, the number was very small, only a dozen. People within the church were already familiar with the Archbishop's personal hobbies. However, according to the discovery of those who are interested, these women were not just used to make up for the numbers, but after some training, they were indeed capable.

However, it's just "a little skill".

However, today, Carl did not train his female guards as usual, but appeared in his reception room. However, what he was going to see today was not a guest from afar, but his subordinates. However, what was more extraordinary was that this time, Carl specially ordered all the doors to be closed so that no one could eavesdrop.

Perrin led a team of sacred knights out, but now only one person is back.

"What?!" After hearing Perrin's statement, even Carl was fascinated for a while. "That green-skinned boss was actually a vampire? And his target is Oren City?"

"Based on my inference, that's it. You see, this is something I accidentally seized in the middle of the way."

Perrin handed the letter to Carl. The latter opened it and read it carefully, without saying anything for a long time. But if Carl was a little scared at the beginning, as time passed, his expression gradually returned to normal, and even finally he had a smile.

"How is his strength?" Carl asked.

"It's very scary. In my opinion, the Bloody Duke is indeed worthy of being the queen's spouse, and is definitely the best among vampires. Even that guy Roll was easily killed. I heard that before the Queen was finally defeated, there were no less than a thousand soldiers who died under the Queen. I'm afraid the Bloody Duke's combat power would not be inferior to that."

"Oh." Carl let out a meaningful sigh, but there was no surprise or shake in his voice. "So it's not worth being surprised that he can become a green boss."

Perrin was a little surprised. For some reason, the Archbishop seemed confident in such a serious problem.

"So, he must have come to avenge his homeland. He wanted to use the power of the Greenskin clan to destroy Oren City."

"I understand, I will deal with this matter immediately. You go down first."

After Perrin left, Carl read the letter again. This time when he read it, the sarcastic smile on his face became clearer and clearer. At the end, he even sneered disdainful.

Instead of leaving the reception room, he pulled a small bell in the rest room on the side. After a short while, several loyal and reliable servants came to report.

"You, go and learn about the battle between the Shem army and Greenskin. Bring me the latest situation, the faster the better." He ordered the servants. "As for you, go out of the city and find Commander Kemo for me, tell him that I have an urgent matter to discuss and ask him to come immediately."

After giving the order, Carl left the reception room and returned to the secret room in his private residence as fast as possible.

"Disguised as green skin... but using tricks like illusions, it is OK to deceive people in a short period of time. If you stay in green skin for a long time, it will be impossible. No matter how careful you are, you will be exposed. He left the camp alone without reason... Maybe Qin Xin gave him that kind of armor."

Carl muttered to himself, and then he pressed a button on the table.

A few seconds later, a clear image appeared in the space above the table, a woman sitting in the middle of a room.

Every time he talked to this woman, Carl felt his stomach twitching, but he had to look for her.

"It's you, Carl, is there anything?" The woman in the image asked disdainfully. Every time, the woman talked to him, she had this expression. Carl clenched her fists, but she did not dare to let the true feelings in her heart reveal on her face.

"Yiran, I found Eshu Rufat." Carl said after a few seconds calming himself down.

"Oh?" Yilan didn't even raise her eyebrows. "And what?"

"He is now mingling with the Green Skin of the Iron War Mountains, and he still calls himself the boss of the Blood Flag! Isn't the committee looking for him?"

"The committee is busy with the construction progress. What is that Ashu Rufate? If it weren't for artificial intelligence, the committee wouldn't waste even a second on him. But 99% of the artificial intelligence was added with logic bombs... In other words, even if it puts a lot of effort to catch him, it would be a waste of time. So I agree with the committee's plan, and there is no need to give that guy a special effort. Unless it is by the way or mobilizes idle resources. Otherwise, the committee will not pay any cost for him."

"I have a chance," said Carl. "He is trying to manipulate the Greenskins to attack Oren City now. Even to defend our 'holy relics', he should give me some support, right?"

"Sorry, I forgot to notify you. The result of the technical evaluation is that the operating system of the antimatter engine is too complicated. Using it directly will not increase our construction speed, because it will make many existing plans unable to implement and many results will be abandoned. So this thing is now a waste of money, and the committee will not pay any price to defend it. Moreover, using your existing resources should be enough to deal with the challenge of Greenskin. I remember you have two dimensional reels there. That is heavy firepower."

Carl gritted his teeth. "I have consumed those two reels." He whispered.

"Oh, that's your own business. If you use those things, you must be 100% sure of your own safety. That's your last ace!"

"How could I know that this kind of thing would happen? And those two things are almost expired!" Although Carl wanted to yell back like this, he finally endured it. He knew that his protest would not be useful. In front of this damn woman, nothing he did was right.

"Go to die sooner!" He cursed the other person in his stomach.

"I need a induced wave transmitter," he said. "I have this permission, right?"

"No ready-made." Yilan replied coldly. "Only the parts, with the manual, you can assemble them yourself."

"You know I..." Carl was almost angry, but the other party was no longer patient and continued to talk to him. With a chaotic flash of light, the image disappeared.

"I will give you the stuff according to the old rules. By the way, it is a fool's version of the instruction manual, which can be used by anyone who has been educated."

In the air, only Yilan's last words echoed.

Carl exhaled a series of curses, but in the end he could only leave in depression and return to the previous reception room.

He waited for a while, and someone outside informed Ke Mo, the leader of the Holy Knights, to ask for a visit.

Before Kemer walked in, Carl cleared his emotions and put the unpleasant things just now behind his head. After all, that was just a backup method just to prevent accidents? This is his city, he is the master of it, and everyone must surrender to him, and all resources are at his control. No need for that thing, the resources in his hands are enough to deal with this threat. It should be enough.

"Article, Archbishop." Ke Mo bent down and saluted.

"How many troops do we have now?" Carl asked without any extra politeness. "How many of them can be dispatched at any time?"

"If all the existing combat power is included, there are 40,000 people. The Holy Knights are ready to fight at any time." Ke Mo answered truthfully.

"I thought it would be a little more army after almost a year." Carl held the armrest of the seat uneasy. "I remember telling you to be prepared." Of course, he forgot that he hadn't asked for a long time.

"Forty thousand people are enough to defend our city for a year. And in times of crisis, citizens can be armed into militias at any time. So during this period, I mainly focus on training troops and improving their combat power, rather than expanding the number of troops." Kemo replied. He had noticed the unusual performance of the Archbishop. In fact, it was unusual for the Archbishop to summon him to discuss this topic today - the Archbishop had not cared about such things for almost a year.

"What happened...is it happened? Someone just told me that Perrin has returned." Ke Mo asked. "Did the assassination of the Green Skin Boss failed?"

"No, things are much more troublesome than you think." Carl handed the letter to the Knights Commander. "Look at this thing. This is what Perrin brings back."

Ke Mo quickly finished reading the letter.

"I don't really understand what it means." Ke Mo looked up, with a deep thought expression on his face. "A green boss wants to make peace with the Shem people? I don't really believe this will happen? He is also targeting Oren City?"

"In fact, it's not the boss of the green-skinned Blood Flag, but the vampire, the blood-colored Duke Ashrufate."

Carl carefully talked about what Perrin reported. This time, Kemo couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

"I used to think that Ashu Rufate would use the army of the Kingdom of Sham to be unfavorable to Oren City...or that he might use the black magic to summon an undead legion. But I really didn't expect that he would use the power of the greenskin..." Carl explained.

Just as they were talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Carl shouted. Then, the servant who had been sent to inquire about the news appeared in front of Carl.

"After the Archbishop, this is the relevant information I have collected so far. More specifically, I have sent someone to the front line to collect it." The servant replied respectfully.

"I have heard of the war." This time it was Kemer's answer. "Sham's army has retreated to the third line of defense."
Chapter completed!