Little Priest's Cat Diary

The Battle of Dimez City in the storm was extremely tragic.

After the Portoyas army led by King David was defeated one after another, its strength was less than half of its previous strength, and there were many wounded.

This time, the city of Dimez was in jeopardy, and it was about to fall into the hands of the Sea Nation just like the previous seaside cities.

However, at the critical juncture, Davies King suddenly broke out.

He looks like a ferocious beast, rushing towards the enemy army with the ferocity of breaking the boat and dying together.

The fighting spirit of the Podoyas army was lifted, and the soldiers followed behind their king, vowing to meet the enemy without retreating.

The Portoyas people, who were originally at a disadvantage, turned this doomed defeat into victory by relying on an almost crazy and terrifying momentum.

This was the first victory of the Portoyas against the Sea People.

It was also the first defeat of the Sea People.

The city of Dimez did not fall, and the more than 2 people in the city were not massacred.

This was an exciting victory, but there were not many people celebrating it in Dimez City.

All those who can see the situation clearly know that the general trend is over, and this victory is just a flashback, and it cannot change the ending that Dimez will fall sooner or later.

It also cannot change the tragedy of the people in the city being massacred by aliens after the fall of the city.

It was night, pitch black, with only one or two faint stars flickering in the night.

Most of the crescent moon was covered by black clouds, only a small corner was exposed.

In the room on the high floor of the City Lord's Mansion, King Daviere was sitting at the table.

There was no light in the room, and the tall figure was shrouded in darkness.

He put one hand on the table, and under the loose clothes, he could clearly see thick bandages wrapped around his shoulders, arms and waist, with bright red blood stains oozing from the bandages.

The faint moonlight reflected his gray hair.

King David sat quietly in the darkness, his face mostly hidden in shadow.

The room was silent.

He was silent, no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

The faint moonlight stretched his shadow away.

At the end of the slender shadow, in the corner of the room, the old servant stood there silently, as if it was an extension of the shadow cast by King Davies on the ground.

In the distance came the crash of waves.

One after another.

Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise building, one can see the coast in the distance, the shadows of countless warships overlapping in the night, gathering into a terrifying giant beast.

In the present night, it is soundless.

But when the morning sun rises from the sea level, it will show a ferocious face and devour everything in front of its eyes.

King David's eyes were open, and the contours of his face under the white hair seemed to be chiseled.

He sat, motionless.

Dark clouds continued to pass by in the night, and the crescent moon slowly slid across the sky.

He just sat in the room all night in silence.

Until dawn comes.

The first rays of sunlight at dawn hit his face.

He looked up.

Bright light fell into his eyes.

The shadow faded from his face, receded from him.

He came from the darkness to the light.

Looking up at the flaming sun in the sky, King David, who had been sitting silently in the room all night, spoke.

"It's dawn," he said.

The voice was deep, hoarse, but calm.

In the shadows in the corner of the room, the old page bowed his head.

He heard the determination in that calm voice.

He knows that his master has made the final decision.

…………

Perhaps because of the initial defeat, the Sea People did not immediately attack Dimez City when daylight came the next day.

The Portoyas had a rare day of peace.

In the political hall of the city lord's mansion, King David sat high on the main seat.

He was dressed in bright armor, with one hand resting on the armrest. Although his hair was grey, his body was still tall and burly, like a towering tree towering majestically and protecting the land below him.

Although that face was slightly lacking in blood, there was no sign of restlessness or faint depression.

Now he still has clear wrinkles on his face, but his eyes are as bright as the hot sun in the sky, looking down at the people below.

Just sitting there, he gave people an invisible courage.

He is still the majestic and heroic king he once was, and has not changed.

"The Sea People didn't attack?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it seems that they are rectifying because of their dissatisfaction with yesterday's battle."

The council hall fell silent.

Everyone understood that yesterday's victory was only because the people of the sea were caught off guard by their sudden outbreak.

After the intruders have regrouped and become stronger, they will never be given any chance.

Tomorrow the people of the sea will regroup and come back, and that battle will definitely be even more tragic.

And with Dimez City's almost non-existent defense capabilities at the moment, it can't resist the attacks of those intruders at all.

The fall of this city may be tomorrow.

A veteran came out, and he said, "Your Majesty, retreat."

There was a bit of desolation in the tone of his speech.

After a pause, he said, "I invite you to stay in Dimez City."

"retreat?"

King David looked at him with deep eyes.

Then, he shook his head.

"I'm not going back," he said.

The veteran was startled, and looked up at King David.

"Your Majesty, this city can't be defended anymore. You have to retreat first to preserve your strength, so that you can fight back against them later."

Others also persuaded.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the enemy is powerful, and we should avoid it first."

"For your safety."

"Please be sure to retreat to..."

"Retreat all the way until there is no way to retreat?"

King David's words made the whole room quiet, and all the generals lowered their heads.

Calling it a retreat is actually running away.

This is a disgrace to the generals, a disgrace to them.

King David looked down at the generals who bowed their heads in shame.

"Natabel City did not defend, I retreated."

"The city of Gomoya was not defended, so I withdrew."

He said that a sentence is like the sharpest blade.

One sentence is one knife.

It plunged into the deepest part of my heart abruptly.

He said calmly, "This time, I don't want to quit."

The air in the entire political affairs hall suddenly paused, and even the sound of everyone's breathing seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

All the generals suddenly raised their heads and opened their eyes wide, all looking at King Davie in astonishment.

Everyone understood what King David's words meant.

[This time, I will not retreat. 】

Someone's breathing became short of breath.

Someone lowered his head, hiding the moisture in his eyes.

Someone clenched their fists.

Someone gritted their teeth.

The veteran who spoke first closed his eyes.

No one spoke, no one made a sound, the room was silent.

However, I don't know who took the lead first, someone bent down and knelt down.

Then came the second and the third.

Like dominoes, everyone bent down and knelt down to the ground.

The corners of the eyes of most of these military generals who fought hard on the battlefield were red and wet.

They knelt on the ground, pressing their clenched fists firmly on their hearts.

They bowed their heads deeply to their king.

No one spoke.

But they expressed their determination to their king by their deeds.

——We will follow you until the last moment——

King Davie stood up.

The wide cloak whizzed and flew behind him as he got up.

His eyes swept over the generals kneeling below, and finally, they fell on Antiste.

"Antiste."

He called out his name.

"The injury on your shoulder is too serious, if you can't fight, you will only become a burden if you stay."

"I order you to take two thousand cavalry to protect the people of Dimez City and evacuate."

He said: "I have sent messengers to order the lords of all the coastal cities south of Dimez to lead their citizens to evacuate inland."

It is precisely because he has personally fought three times against the Sea People that King Davie knows better than anyone how terrifying the fighting power of the race that invaded Portoyas is.

This race is too strong.

No city can withstand their onslaught.

He can retreat.

He can withdraw to Wangcheng.

However, if he left, what about the citizens of Dimez City?

There are also Moore City, Moyudo City, and Himia City behind Dimez City... What should the citizens of these cities do?

In those cities, nearly [-] Portoyas people will be massacred by the Sea People.

The blood they shed will stain the eastern sea red.

So, he is not leaving.

He is not back.

As long as he is still in Dimez City for one day, the Sea People will never go south past him!

King Davie closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. When he opened them again, a look of determination flashed across his eyes.

He said: "At this moment, I abolish the crown prince of the first prince Pastor!"

The deep voice echoed in the political hall, shocking the hearts of everyone present.

For a moment, they couldn't believe their ears.

King Davie stood above with a solemn expression.

"In the name of the king of Portoyas, I declare to the sea god Purcell and to all the people of Portoyas that from now on, the third prince Sardis will be appointed as the crown prince."

He resolutely said: "If I die, Prince Sardis will immediately succeed King Portoyas!"

King Davie's eyes fell on the young general kneeling below.

General Antiste, who was about to say something when he heard the order to evacuate himself, was stunned by King Davie's next series of words before he could speak.

He knelt on the ground, raised his head, and frowned slightly.

Antiste frowned and looked at King David, his eyes flickered slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Antiste, after you have escorted the citizens to evacuate safely, go to Schulte City and announce this to all the people of Portoyas."

King Davies looked down at him and said, "In your capacity."

…………

The day passed in a blink of an eye, and it was already late at night.

It was supposed to be quiet in the middle of the night, but the city of Dimez was full of hustle and bustle.

The city residents left their houses one after another, merged into the flow of people on the street, and left through the west city gate in the dark.

The flow of people moved quietly and silently.

Everyone walked in silence, no one spoke.

But in this wordless silence hung a great sadness.

This is their hometown, the city where their ancestors have survived for a long time.

They never thought that one day they would be forced to leave there.

On the tall building of the City Lord's Mansion, King David stood by the window, looking down at the dense crowd of people rushing towards the west gate on the street below.

He holds a glass of wine in his right hand.

Just a glass.

He just stood by the window, looking down, while sipping the wine in his glass.

Long-term alcoholism had made his body addicted, and strong restraint would have a greater impact, so when he was addicted to alcohol, he would take a glass of wine like now, sip it little by little, and moisten his mouth.

The taste of the wine is actually very bitter.

But when you get drunk, you can forget everything, and you don't have to face things you don't want to face.

Just like him not long ago.

Time passed little by little, and the wine in the small cup was also decreasing a little bit.

When the street was empty, the wine glass in his hand was also empty.

He looked back and put the empty wine glass on the table beside him.

Just at this moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

After several knocks on the door, a familiar figure walked in.

King Davie frowned, and then stretched out helplessly.

The one who came to him in the middle of the night turned out to be Antiste who was supposed to have escorted the townspeople away at this moment.

"Antiste... No, Itit, my order is for you to protect the citizens and retreat."

"For things like retreat, let my deputy general do it."

Antiste went straight to the table with a nonchalant expression and his usual lazy expression, and sat down.

"Do you think I'm the type to get away with it?"

"Don't forget, you are the high priest of Portoyas."

Antiste pouted.

"Your Majesty, you forgot. When I entered the army, I said that on the battlefield, there is only Antiste, and there is no high priest."

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"What's more, my successor is barely passable, even if I...he can do well."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at King David.

"You met him not so long ago, didn't you?"

The same sharp eyes of the two collided in the air.

After a while, King David shook his head slightly.

"I should have guessed that with your temperament, it is impossible to obey my orders honestly."

He sighed.

Perhaps it was because the matter had come to this point, he didn't say much, just went to the table to refill his empty wine glass, and took a new one to fill it up.

Passing the wine glass to Antiste, he said: "After dawn, there will be a big battle. Before that, have a drink with me."

Antiste glanced at him and took the wine glass.

King David sat down at the table and took a small sip of his wine.

"...Five years ago, I caused Treya to die in battle because of my own selfishness."

"I took Opelina from him, and I was worried that he would have resentment against me because of it, so when I could block the shot that was aimed at him, I didn't block it."

While drinking, he continued in a low voice.

His eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of trance in his eyes.

"Itit... people can't go the wrong way."

"One wrong step, one wrong step."

When you go down a wrong path, there is no turning back.

"I don't want to admit that mistake...so, I try to cover it up..."

"No, I should say, I was desperately trying to prove that it wasn't a mistake, that what I did was the right thing to do."

"But the more this is the case, the more mistakes will be made..."

The more I want to prove that I have done nothing wrong, the more mistakes I make, and the more I want to prove myself.

In this way, it becomes an endless loop.

He was in that endless loop, and he couldn't get out of it.

"You know? Itit, in fact, I have always been very reluctant to face Sardis."

"So, even if I know that Sardis is more suitable to inherit the throne than Pastor, I still..."

Having said this, he suddenly stopped and drank the last sip of the wine in the glass. King David turned his head and looked at Antiste who was sitting beside him.

Antiste frowned and asked, "You don't like him?"

"Do not."

"Then why...huh?"

Antiste suddenly lowered his head, raised his hand to press his forehead, his eyes showed confusion.

He shook his head vigorously, but his mind became more and more dizzy.

His vision became more and more blurred. Antiste raised his eyes and tried his best to take a look at King Davie, but what he saw were overlapping shadows.

Even the gentle smile on that familiar face was shaking endlessly.

He reached out to the overlapping shadows.

"you……"

His hand flicked past King Davies' side, grabbing only a handful of empty air.

He fell on the table, and knocked over the wine glass on the table with his hanging hand.

The wine glass rolled a few times and fell down, making a crisp cracking sound.

But he could no longer hear the shattering of the glass.

The whole world has become dark.