Little Priest's Cat Diary

After sunset, the bustling city during the day gradually quiets down.

In the night, a little bit of starlight has been lit.

On the high tower of the City Lord's Mansion, Mia sat on a spacious platform.

Winter is coming, the weather is getting colder, and the temperature drops rapidly as soon as the sun goes down. Now people in Schulte City have put on long-sleeved trousers.

The cold night wind blew from high in the sky, passed over the boy's cheeks, and blew the corners of his clothes.

Mia put her hands behind her back and looked up at the vast night sky.

The starlight fell into his eyes, lighting up tiny shimmers in his eyes.

Just as Mia was looking at the night sky in a daze, a thick cloak fell on him.

Sardis, who put a cloak on Mia, touched Mia's face, and when he felt the coolness on his face, he frowned unhappily, and stretched out his hand to wrap his whole body tightly with the cloak.

Sardis sat down directly beside him, and then stretched out his hand, and embraced the boy in his arms.

Mia, who was suddenly embraced by the other party, blinked. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could speak, a gust of wind blew.

Only then did he realize that Sardis was sitting in the direction of the night wind, blocking the cool wind with his tall body.

Sardis asked, "Are you worried?"

Mia hummed lightly.

They have already received news from Wangcheng.

King David led the army to conquer the west coast, and General Antiste led the Knights of the Shield to go out with the army.

"Don't worry, King David is annoying, but he's not bad at fighting."

Sardis touched Mia's cold cheeks, warmed them with the temperature of his palm, and said in a low voice.

Although he hated that person, it was undeniable that that person was indeed very powerful on the battlefield.

In that day's battle, if that person was still in his prime, he couldn't have defeated him so easily.

"........."

Mia lowered her eyes and said nothing.

If it was before, he certainly wouldn't worry.

But after that accidental encounter with King David on the way to Shult City, he always felt that King David was in a very bad state.

Just like what Sidir said, that person seemed to have completely lost his energy, like a towering tree that was gradually decaying and withering.

It is said that after he returned to Wangcheng, he was also drinking heavily every day, drunk and dreaming.

……

Is it really no problem to go out in such a state?

Can Portoyas really win this war?

Especially when she learned that Teacher Itit was also on the battlefield, for some reason, Mia always felt very uneasy.

It's like feeling somewhere... that something bad is about to happen.

He was a little distressed.

Obviously he could see the disaster of Sardis and the disaster of Ponwe City back then, so why can't he see anything now?

The boy looked up.

The icy night wind blew his shattered forehead hair in front of his eyes, even the cloak on his body and the arms of Sardis hugging him could not block the coolness coming through the gap.

With confusion and anxiety in his eyes, he looked at the dark night sky.

Hopefully this unease... is just his illusion.

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The west of Portoyas is a long coastline. From north to south, there are many cities along the coastline, and the one at the bottom is Wangcheng.

The city of Natarbel is located in the middle of this coastline.

From it to the north, three coastal cities have been destroyed by the Sea Peoples.

Natabel City experienced earthquakes and tsunamis first, and now, before the cracked part of their city wall had time to rebuild, the terrifying sea people suddenly attacked.

For it, it is already in an extremely unfavorable situation before the war begins.

The wind blowing from the distant sea swept across the flat land, and the wind swept the bloody breath on the ground.

A tragic battle is being staged on this land.

In front of Natabel City is a plain, walking from the coast, passing through this plain, you can reach the front of the city.

At the same time, there is also a wide river flowing from the city to the sea, which is the channel connecting the city to the sea.

There is a gate in the channel blocking the entrance to the sea, but after experiencing the earthquake and tsunami, this huge gate is no longer as strong as it used to be.

Because the gates could not enter the river, the sea people's countless ships temporarily gathered on the coast, and warriors armed with daggers and shields poured out of the ships in an endless stream, stepping on the ground and rushing towards them.

They were like billowing dark clouds floating from the deep sea, and they came to Natabel City in a black mass with a storm that tore apart the earth.

On that plain, the warriors of Portoyas and the Sea People fought fiercely together.

The wind on the sea was howling, as if a terrible storm was brewing.

The monstrous evil spirit rushed to the thick clouds in the sky.

On the ground, the sound of clashing weapons echoed in the air.

The spear pierced through the air and pierced the chest of the knight on horseback.

The body that fell to the ground was trampled by the horse's hooves.

This is not a close fight.

The warriors of the Sea Folk are unstoppable.

Their tall bodies are so majestic.

They are all powerful.

The hard shields in their hands can block the spears and swords piercing them.

The short swords they hold are even more sharp.

They were like ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts, rushing towards them in such a threatening manner that their eyes were dyed red like blood.

When they fight, they are like crazy, and they will never die.

That fierce aura was terrifying to the extreme.

The steeds neighed one after another, the spears pierced through their bodies, and the sharp arrows shot down the knights on their backs.

The fighters of Portoyas desperately resisted the fighters of the Sea People, but they still couldn't stop the enemy's fierce offensive.

This group of tough and cruel sea people is like huge waves, roaring wave after wave, almost swallowing everything under their feet.

Natabel City is like a fragile boat in a storm, crumbling under the ravages of the storm.

The Portoyas army was retreating steadily.

King Davie charged on the battlefield on horseback. The white armor on his body reflected the unique icy luster of metal in the morning light, but most of it was covered with blood.

With a wave of his hand, he pierced the enemy's throat with a single shot.

He was panting violently, and the right hand holding the sharp gun was shaking uncontrollably.

His army is retreating.

He looked at the tragic battlefield in front of him, his eyes were red.

Do not……

It shouldn't be like this...

"Your Majesty, we are afraid that in this battle..."

"shut up!"

How could he lose?

How could he be defeated again!

At this moment, suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw in the distance, the gate in the channel from the sea to Natabel City finally could no longer withstand the huge rocks thrown from the ship, and it was damaged by the earthquake and tsunami not long ago. Seriously, it made a huge roar and collapsed.

There were high-pitched shouts and cheers from the countless warships docked by the sea.

On the contrary, it is the silent city of Natabel at the moment.

At this moment, the hearts of the Portoyas people were extremely cold.

The few warships in Natabel City have long been surrounded, destroyed and sunk by countless sea civilian ships.

At this moment, when the gate was destroyed, the channel opened wide, and huge ships sailed into the channel, heading towards Natabel City.

After these ships approached the city, they immediately threw countless rockets and flints from the ships towards Natabel City.

Houses in the city were smashed, and fires ignited in countless places.

The people in the city panicked, crying and screaming, and fled in all directions.

At the same time, sharp arrows rained down on the soldiers of Podoyas from the tall ship.

The Portoyas soldiers, who were already retreating under the oppression of the powerful land fighters of the sea people, suffered heavy casualties at this moment, and countless soldiers fell under the arrows.

Blood stained the land red.

"Your Majesty, retreat first!"

"No!"

"If this continues, the casualties will only become more severe—"

"Do not."

King David gasped, his eyes were red.

"I haven't lost yet."

Strong unwillingness filled his whole body, and madness burst out from his eyes.

"How could I lose the battle!"

With a low growl, he swung his spear and rushed into the battlefield.

"His Majesty--!"

He cannot be defeated.

He cannot be defeated again.

He is more eager to win than anyone else, which is enough to prove that he is still the victory of the mighty king!

not to mention……

He remembered the happy smiles of the people in the city when he led his army to Natabel City last night.

They cheered and greeted his arrival.

Their originally apprehensive eyes turned into reassuring expressions because of his arrival.

In the hearts of these people, he has always been the incomparably powerful king.

They deeply trusted him and relied on him.

They firmly believe that he will protect them, just as he has guarded Portoyas for so many years.

The anger in his eyes was burning, and King David was fighting fiercely on the battlefield.

Every time he swung the spear in his hand, it would penetrate the front of an enemy.

Blood splattered in the air as he slew down his horse one by one the enemies that charged at him.

No one can stop his progress.

Look.

He is still so powerful!

He will never be defeated here—

However, the long-term alcoholism caused his body to collapse quickly in a short period of time.

After a fierce charge, he was finally exhausted.

When he forcibly stabbed the spear at the enemy again, his trembling hands could no longer thrust out strong force.

Not only did this exhausted shot fail to stab the enemy, but the strong seaman soldier grabbed the spear and yanked it fiercely, actually pulling King David off his horse.

He fell heavily on the ground from the galloping horse, and his vision went dark for an instant.

The long spear that was thrown was flying in the air, slantingly inserted into the ground beside it.

The moment he regained his vision from the dizziness, what he saw was a short sword stabbing him fiercely from above.

The body, which has experienced many battles, has already responded instinctively.

He suddenly pulled out the dagger at his waist to block the blow from the sword.

Keng!

King David's eyes twitched.

The dagger in his hand made an overwhelmed crisp sound at the moment when the two swords collided, and broke in response.

His dagger was cut off by the opponent's sword.

Seeing that the enemy stabbed him with a sword again after cutting off his dagger, King David's eyes flashed fiercely. He raised his foot and kicked the opponent away with all his strength.

Without giving the opponent the slightest chance to breathe, he counterattacked violently, pressing on the opponent's body, holding down the opponent's right hand holding the short sword with one hand, and raised his hand to cut the enemy's throat fiercely with the broken blade in his hand .

The dead man lay face up on the ground, the blood flowing from his throat stained the grass beneath him.

King Daviell pressed on the dead enemy, panting heavily.

Just now, between life and death, he fought back with a fierce spirit, but now he is completely exhausted.

White hair fell messily from his cheeks, sticking to his cheeks mixed with sweat.

Because of the extreme lack of oxygen, my chest felt like it was being burned by fire, and the pain was severe.

He closed his eyes, big beads of sweat slipped from the corners of his eyes.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, his body is already aging, and a fierce battle has made him exhausted.At this moment, his arm holding the broken sword was trembling uncontrollably due to excessive force.

After panting for a while, he tried to stand up, but when he got up, he didn't stand up for a while, swayed slightly, and knelt down on the ground again.

Just when he was about to stand up again with one hand propped up, suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

He turned back sharply.

The bright sun shone down from the sky, and King David's pupils suddenly dilated.

The icy sharp blade swung towards him from behind him was reflected in his pupils, from far to near——

The sharp blade pierced the flesh.

The splattered blood landed on King Davie's messy white hair, staining it with blood.

The young general standing in front of him swung his sword heavily, splitting the enemy's chest.

In the next second, Antiste fell backwards.

King David subconsciously reached out to catch the fallen Antiste.

The hand that caught the fallen body felt hot and wet, and when he raised his hand, what he saw was bright red.

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In the battle of Natabel City, the Portoyas army led by King David was defeated, and countless people died in the battle.

The Portoyas army retreated to the city of Gomoya.

The city of Natarbel fell.

The sea peoples who occupied the city burned the houses in the city, smashed the buildings in the city, and massacred nearly [-] Podoyas people in the city who had no time to escape, no matter men, women or children.

On that day, the sea near Natabel City was stained red with blood.

After destroying the city of Natabel, the Sea Nation once again drove countless warships down the coastline, approaching the city of Gomoya.