quicksilver blood

Chapter 563
Chapter 51 Crusade

According to normal procedures, in order to prove the sanctity of this jihad, the religious leaders must mobilize before Queen Ivana speaks.

But now that Saint Laurent is not there, the Supreme Bishop has already been martyred, and Claudia, as a saint, is already the person with the highest religious status.

In other words, she should be the one who mobilized these commandment keepers, and she supervised the battle.This is her duty as a saint.

However, until now, Claudia still has doubts about her abilities.

It is true that by the standards of her peers, Claudia is already one of the best.But maybe because Roland was pressing on it, she couldn't feel her talent at all.

Until now, she didn't know why the mentor chose herself to be her saint.There are obviously many people who are better than her, but she is not the top one in terms of piety or wisdom.

Claudia believes that forming the Scarlet Knights for Roland is already the limit of her ability.She is even ready to spend her life as a saint as a vase.

But the world is impermanent, and one day she needs to mobilize the believers for jihad, and she needs to go to the front line to supervise the battle in person.

Looking at the Guardians lined up to form a legion, Claudia exchanged glances with the remaining three, took a step forward slowly, and exchanged positions with Ivana.

She stood at the front of the high platform, leaning on the railing, watching the devout believers looking at her, and took a deep breath.

Afterwards, she read aloud: "You should praise, you should pray!"

"May the glory of Saint Laurent last forever, and may Saint Laurent be pleased with our offering."

"May sinners be wiped out from the world, and may the wicked be to naught, and may Saint Laurent be praised for his great miracles, and may they honor him in the congregations of the people, and praise him in their elders."

"May he be exalted above all the heavens! May his glory be above all the earth!"

"I will fight side by side with you!"

"—Praise Roland!"

The next moment, the praises like a mountain roar and a tsunami drowned her out.

"Praise Roland!"

"Praise Roland!"

"Praise Roland!"

Claudia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, and made room for Ivana.

The petite queen walked forward slowly with an incomparably solemn attitude, cheering and praising Saint Laurent's Keeper of the Commandments to suppress her aura, and she couldn't help but quiet down.

But Ivana didn't start her speech right away.

She just looked down at the [-]-strong army of fanatics, as if she wanted to keep the appearance of each of them in her heart.

At this moment, Ivana was almost trembling with excitement.

——The long-lost war.

After dedicating everything to Saint Laurent, she thought she would say goodbye to the only thing she loved forever in this life.I didn't expect to be able to taste this sweet taste again now.

War, war—she longed for nothing but war.

She naturally knew that war should be regarded as a means rather than an end.But she is different, she is the kind of person who regards the means as the end.

A girl named Ivana has been obsessed with war since she was a child.

After her first experience of war, she was like a mad dog who tasted blood and couldn't get it out of her mind.

Taking advantage of this jihad, she can finally taste the long-lost taste——

"Today, you are truly blessed."

"Today, you will fight for Saint Laurent!"

Her voice was sonorous and powerful, like the clanging of swords.

"I am Ivana, Ivana Nirola. Saint Laurent is my godfather, to whom I have dedicated my body, spirit and soul. Keep all that Roland, three times greater, bestows on me."

"I have sworn to keep peace in all things. I have sworn that I will stand against all greed and injustice. I have sworn that I will do justice with justice and mercy. I have sworn that I will defend the right of my people to live. I have sworn I swear that I will safeguard the dignity and creed of my people as my own life, and I have sworn that I will never give up the possibility of saving any of my people in any danger."

"Today, demons rise from the ground to fight for the light of Saint Laurent. They have desecrated the sanctuary, desecrated the saint."

"They have desecrated the body and soul of our brother, Saint Laurent, three times greater!"

"They must pay the price!"

Ivana clenched the railing tightly, and a silver-gray flame gradually ignited in her eyes.

"—We want war! Let our brothers rest in peace!"

"We will pierce their hearts and skulls with swords, break their spines with hammers, cut them in half with axes, and purify their souls with sacred fire."

"Brothers in my Lord, are you angry?"

"Tell me, are you angry when you see the dead walking on the ground in an upright manner, seeing the demons blasphemy against the faces of our old friends, watching them crush and kill innocent people?"

The guards didn't say a word, they just made a tidy sound, and at the same time stretched out their right hands, made dots on their foreheads, throats and hearts, and then put them on their left shoulders.

Seeing this scene, Ivana showed a happy smile.

At that moment, she was like a child.

"very good!"

Ivana spread out her hands and shouted loudly as if embracing the world: "Then let's go to war!"

"Ordinary wars are meaningless. The blood of the enemy alone will never quench our anger!"

"—Jihad!"

"What we want is a holy war!"

"Return the dead to their hells, and crush Yves Saint Laurent's opponents to pieces."

"We are the representatives of Saint Laurent, we will destroy the enemy with the wrath of God! No one will be left behind!"

Amidst the increasingly loud roars, the silver-white holy fire in Ivana's eyes became more and more intense, and finally burst out from the eye sockets, enveloping her whole body.

She shouted: "Saint Laurent, holy!"

Everyone spoke at the same time and responded in unison: "Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!"

Every time they praise, they extend their right hand and perform a sacrament.Although they were only wearing commoner clothes, they were made at the same time by tens of thousands of people, and there was still a roar like a tsunami.

Finally, they paused at the same time and shouted in unison:

"Saint Laurent, holy!"

The roaring holy flame gushed out from everyone present at the same time.In an instant, a sea of ​​pure white flames that distorted the air descended.

Amidst the crackling sound, Ivana showed a genuinely happy smile.

Her cheeks were rosy, and there seemed to be a twinkle in her eyes.Like a little girl who gets her favorite toy.

"Then let's get started."

Claudia took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

She finally ordered:

"—Let's go, gentlemen!"

"No win, no return!"

(End of this chapter)