When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist

Chapter 1375: Chapter 1291: Unburdened

"Samuji is dead?" Waving goodbye to the enthusiastic students of Xiaochi City Middle School, Horn retracted into the carriage, and this was his first sentence.

Petier rubbed his head: "He drank Holy Water and committed suicide while the guards weren’t paying attention."

After the shock, Horn sighed, "He had some backbone, but what about Lakunio?"

"It is said that he was forced to temporarily relinquish his position as the commander of the Northern Route Army and will head to Dam City to report to Serafe after recovering from his injuries."

Hearing this news, Horn did not speak, only lowered his head silently and leafed through the related materials.

A battle of Fat Frog, on two fronts, successfully defeating about fifty thousand regular troops of the Vampire Army.

Not to mention those Servant Armies, the Royal Court now doesn’t even let Servant Armies on the frontline, they only cause chaos.

The Western Battle Army and the Southern Battle Army originally wanted to continue westward, but Jeanne stopped them.

Firstly, because the line of advance was too long, easily forming a salient that could be encircled and cut off.

Secondly, the Holy Alliance was struggling with logistics and war expenditures, needing at least half a year to recuperate.

Anyway, the Holy Alliance is not in a hurry, recently they are building the Ethereal Tower near Joan of Arc Castle and Cold Spring Castle.

If they’re capable, let the Royal Court take its time. Once the Ethereal Tower is built and Spring Industry kicks off, it will be even harder to deal with.

Currently, the Royal Court Barracks is almost halfway into the Victorian Era, only lacking in population.

However, while the Holy Alliance is not in a hurry, Falan is in a rush.

After all, crucial locations like the White Sand Land, Golden Fleece Beach, and Storm Cape were all taken.

Regions like Flower Hill, where the capital is located, and the inter-river areas are almost becoming the frontlines, how could they not be anxious?

As for Leia, she doesn’t even have the qualifications to be anxious.

In early spring of 1463, apart from the land occupied by the Holy Alliance, all of Leia’s territory fell.

King Jiji is still conducting guerrilla warfare on River Island, stubbornly persisting.

Putting down these materials, Horn continued to inquire, "What does the Royal Court Barracks say on their end, have the designations for the two regiments been chosen?"

"Yes, they have."

"The original Second Regiment of Rapids City’s designation was issued, the Holy Fist Regiment, symbolizing the fist of the Saint’s Grandson.

The original First Regiment of Shelley City’s designation was issued, the Steel Warrior Regiment, symbolizing the iron warriors."

"Holy Fist Regiment, Steel Warrior Regiment, gaining their designations after just one major battle is not easy," Horn couldn’t help but remark.

Petier smiled from the side, "It’s what they deserve, especially since Lord Dass defeated an enemy three times their number, it’s equally well deserved."

Horn also smiled, feeling relieved after hearing of Dass’s achievements.

Previously, Dass mostly commanded small operations, usually serving as a strategist in large battles.

Many talented strategists struggle as generals, and Petier, who is grinning foolishly beside him, is a typical example.

This time, he vehemently defended giving Dass this opportunity, and Dass didn’t disappoint him.

"What are Dass and Jeska doing now?"

"Lord Dass remained in Thorn Garden to carry out transformations, including land distribution and asset auctioning. It’s expected that a preliminary societal Holy Path restructuring will be completed before next year.

As for Lord Jeska, he led the Western Battle Army south to support the Dawn Federation.

The Vampire Army there is Serafe’s direct corps, more challenging than the clan armies, and the two regiments of the Dawn Federation are struggling."

"Is that so?" The smile on Horn’s face gradually faded, "I thought after the Northern Route Army was heavily hit, they would be more restrained."

"I thought so too," Petier frowned, "According to Cheka’s report, they shouldn’t have the capability or intention to continue attacking, unless they developed something special domestically."

"How is the situation in the Royal Court’s homeland?"

"The major uprising of low clan vampires is still ongoing, reportedly due to the implementation of the eleventh decimation order against clanless and low clan vampires."

"Under what conditions is the eleventh decimation?"

"No conditions."

"No conditions?" Horn couldn’t help but repeat, "Just kill them."

In the past, Serafe only labeled a portion of clans as sinful, sending them to the mouth of the Blasphemous Howl Cannon.

But the number of sinful clans is ultimately limited, one can’t just kill their own, right?

So they started with the easy targets, the low clans and clanless vampires, those wandering vampires living in the wild.

The so-called condition-less eleventh decimation is just selecting one-tenth of these low clans and clanless vampires and making them into ammunition for the Blasphemous Howl Cannon.

According to Cheka’s statistics, from when the Blasphemous Howl Cannon was brought to the battlefield until now, Serafe pushed about three hundred thousand sinful, clanless, or low clan vampires into the Blood Magic Workshop.

As they say, when the lips perish, the teeth are cold; other vampires naturally couldn’t just let Serafe kill them.

This gave birth to the current great uprising, reportedly even reaching a million strong, though the real number is questionable.

After all, Horn knows that at the start of the venture, to inspire people, many things were exaggerated and shouldn’t be taken at face value.

"What’s your view?" Horn asked Petier.

Petier pondered for a while: "Uprisings by low clan and clanless vampires have occurred multiple times in Royal Court history.

Without the Blasphemous Howl Cannon and Blood Contract Guns, they were no match for the Royal Court, let alone now.

I even think Serafe might be deliberately allowing the uprising to gain a legitimate supply of ammunition for the Blasphemous Howl Cannon.

Additionally, this forces minor clans to ally with major clans, providing her with adequate soldiers and financial support.

The sole possibility I see is to exert pressure on the Royal Court from the Eastern Continent, forcing them to redeploy some of the troops suppressing the rebellion to the East, which might give a sliver of chance."

Horn, however, revealed a mysterious smile: "I don’t think so; their lack of success was before, but now things are different."

"What’s different?"

"Now, they have us."

Seeing Petier’s puzzled expression, Horn said nothing more, merely wearing an enigmatic expression that left Petier anxious.

It was normal for Petier to be confused because this was a top secret of the Holy Council.

Based on the works left by a Sorrido clan elder, the Holy Council invented vampire gas.

And during this operation, a clanless vampire who inhaled the gas, after coming into contact with the escaped Demon-Loving Fungus, inexplicably gained a trace of Holy Power!

The Holy Council believes that those clanless vampires, whose source blood is diluted to near-invisibility, might be adaptable to the Holy Favor Seed.

So that Sorrido elder’s research wasn’t a failure; he just overshot in purity.

If this method works, and we support the Holy Tree faction vampires with some Holy Favor Seeds and Spring Industry weapons, it might succeed.

As for whether Serafe can use this to her advantage, Horn believes she cannot.

The state established by Serafe doesn’t permit her to do so.

Leaning back comfortably on the cushions, unlike past travels where Horn still had to review documents in the carriage,

he now only deals with matters related to war, otherwise he is quite free.

Since selecting Madlan as the Chief Cardinal and setting up a governing team, Horn has been liberated.

Not that he will never handle government affairs again; while in the Royal Court Barracks, he still manages them diligently.

When he is not in the Royal Court Barracks, the fully automated government affairs machine Madlan takes over, briefly achieving a "Pope offline" system.

For this, Madlan frequently laments, shouting about wanting to retire.

Horn’s answer was that after the war, Busak and Armand will succeed his position.

Currently, Busak and Armand have been tempered for years in places like Norn, Leia, and Falan, having long since honed their skills.

After Madlan retires, Evangelist Busak will succeed, promoting Deputy Evangelist Alfonso to Evangelist, and Mitney to Deputy Evangelist.

Following Busak, Evangelist Armand will take over, by which time he would be in his forties, early fifties, prime and vigorous.

The former Child Soldiers and hereditary systems ensured a healthy succession system in the Holy Alliance.

The old, middle-aged, and young generations can seamlessly transition without any gaps.

As for the future, they’ll deal with it when it comes.

Horn often thinks, if he lived on, occupying the Pope’s position without doing anything, would the Holy Alliance be a republican state in a certain sense?

As for Little Gallar and others, it’s up to them.

"What is our next itinerary?"

"To the border for a meeting with Prime Minister Lorenzo to discuss upcoming war plans."

"Oh, right." Horn clapped his head, "This time, we must finalize the matter of the crown."

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