As A Cardinal, I Don't Do Overtime

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tensed.

Cheryl spoke, “Alright, General Barton, the rule of the Orthodox Church is not something that we can interfere with. Let’s have a proper discussion about fighting the werewolves.”

Barton could only let out a cold snort and did not say anything else, since the princess had spoken for Monn.

Then, he no longer looked at the members of the Orthodox Church. They continued the discussion about the tactical deployment.

The meeting came to an end.

The kingdom would be in charge of the north of St. Servant, and the Orthodox Church would be in charge of the south just like Monn had suggested at the royal banquet.

War broke out in an instant.

The entire werewolf army was aggressive as if they wanted to vent all the humiliation during the day.

But the walls of St. Servant were not made of paper.

No matter how the werewolves tried, not a single crack appeared on the wall.

In addition, human soldiers and Holy Knights were blocking the city wall.

That made it difficult for the werewolves to attack the city.

However, it was not beneficial for humans if that continued.

They would lose if they kept defending.

The city wall would eventually break.

They understood this principle.

However, they did not have any good ideas now. Moreover, Ace did not know what Monn was thinking, so they could only keep it at a stalemate and wait for Monn to come in the morning.

North of St. Servant, Royal Army.

Barton looked at the werewolves who kept crashing into the city wall. A hint of worry flashed across his face.

He pondered for a while, trying to find a way to break the deadlock.

He beaconed and said to his assistant behind him, “Go and call the long-range army over.”

After pondering for a while, Barton did not have any good ideas. He could only call the long-range army to use long-range spells to exhaust the werewolves. It was time for them to counterattack when the werewolves were exhausted.

The werewolves were energetic at night.

Especially under the moonlight, their strength increased greatly. So, they chose to launch a general attack at night.

That was a problem for the Holy Knights and the Royal Army of St. Servant.

They could only rely on their strong will to defend against the heavy attacks of the werewolves upon facing the stronger werewolves and the sleepiness that was torturing them.

The offensive and defensive battle continued until the day. It was not over.

The Holy Knights and royal soldiers were almost exhausted, while the werewolves seemed to have endless energy and were getting more and more excited.

The next morning.

Because Alma’s school was closed, Mon didn’t have to wake up early to cook for her and slept comfortably.

It was almost nine o’clock when Monn and Alma finished their breakfast.

Then, Monn took Elma to the Holy Cathedral to look for Sister Millie.

Monn went to the front line after settling Alma down.

As soon as he reached the city wall of St. Servant, Monn heard the excited howls of the werewolves outside.

He found Ace and greeted her, “Good Morning, Your Highness.”

His voice carried the languor of someone who had just woken up.

Ace turned her head when she heard Monn’s voice.

Ace said unhappily when she saw Monn looked like he had just woken up, “You’re so lucky to be able to sleep comfortably at home.”

After spending the night here, although Ace, as a Holy Rank expert, did not feel physically tired, she felt a little mentally tortured.

Especially when she saw that the royal army led by General Barton had already fought their way out, while the area that the Orthodox Church was in charge of had not taken action.

She felt her headache, thinking of the confrontation with Barton in the meeting room.

“What’s the situation now?” asked Monn.

Ace’s expression immediately became serious when she heard Monn’s question. “The werewolves were blocking the entire city gate. The knights can’t fight their way out at all.”

Then, he glanced at Monn and said, “The royal army has already fought their way out and is starting to counterattack.”

Then, Ace continued, “You didn’t come yesterday. General Barton is dissatisfied with you.”

Monn just answered with an ‘Oh’ when he heard that. He did not care about Barton’s attitude at all.

Monn lowered his head and looked at the city gate when he saw Ace’s worried look on her face.

Countless werewolves had gathered at the place where the city gate was. It was as if the werewolves would immediately charge in if they opened the gate.

After looking at it for a while, Monn silently pulled out the Elendil from his waist and prepared to attack the werewolves.

Ace quickly warned when seeing Monn take out the flaming sword from yesterday. “Don’t burn the city gate.”

Ace was worried that Monn would burn the city gate in one overzealous move after seeing the sword’s power.

The werewolves wouldn’t need to break through the city gate then. They could charge straight at it.

Monn said calmly, replying to Anna’s worries, “Don’t worry.”

In the next moment, the blade of the Elendil soared, and a fiery red flame instantly rose.

Ace took a few steps back when she saw that.

Ace finally understood why the werewolves were so afraid of this sword after feeling the power of the Elendil at a close distance.

Ace felt as if she was in lava just by standing there, not to mention the werewolves that the flame burned.

Monn calmly raised the Elendil.

In the next moment, the entire sword was swung downwards.

Ace widened her eyes. She saw a vast sea of flames instantly rushing towards the werewolves below the city wall.

“Ahh!”

Countless wails sounded instantly, and the werewolves below were drowned by the sea of flames, disappearing into thin air.

Not even a speck of ash left.

Although the flame wiped out the werewolves, Ace still looked at it in disbelieve.

The sea of flame did not seem to have any intention of stopping and pounced towards the south gate of St. Servant.

“Monn!”

Saintess Ace cried out.

Even the werewolves’ general nearby who had been paying attention to St. Servant laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

“Hahaha! That stupid cardinal burned down their city gates! My chance is here! All of you. Charge!”

The werewolves’ general beamed with joy upon seeing that.

Although Monn had used that strange sword to scare him yesterday, he would forgive the cardinal for what he was doing now!

Even Barton saw the development of the matter. Barton heavily stabbed the sword into the ground, making a dull sound.

“Hmph! That Idiot!”

Barton only felt that he had been blind at the banquet back then. He thought that Monn was a great young man.

Now, he felt that he had finally seen the true Cardinal Monn.

The werewolves looked like they have seen their prey. One by one, with their green eyes wide open, they rushed to the city gate in great excitement.