The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

"My teacher just looked at me with a sneer and said, 'You see, there are things you can't do anything about, aren't you?'"

Hearing what the Pope said, Serena felt a little curious, and asked boldly:

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The Pope froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's enough that I have experienced this kind of thing, why make Aurora sad?"

"I originally only planned to say to her: It doesn't matter, you have tried your best, and this is enough. There is a limit to human power, so you don't need to force anything, as long as you have a clear conscience."

The moment Serena heard these words, Serena was even a little jealous of Aurora.

However, she soon thought of another question.

"Then, my lord pope, why don't you let Teacher Ingrid take more responsibility? I'm sure, she is willing to help you, and has been worrying about you."

The Pope smiled and stood up.

"Ingrid...she is guarded by me, that's enough."

"I'd rather she be a big kid forever, just take it as a little selfishness of mine."

"Well, let's stop here today, goodbye, Serena."

After walking out of the Pope's study, Serena had some vague guesses about the relationship between the two.

She smiled and walked to her carriage.

Chapter 36 "I Did It!"

"Team Martin, go forward!"

Margaret looked at the front of the fierce battle with cold eyes, and suddenly shouted sharply.

And under her orders, another team of spearmen, led by Knight Martin, walked to the front line with their guns in neat steps.

Beside her, Elaine quickly explained to Margaret while looking at the situation further away.

"The water rhino tribe is now in the support position. They have a feud with the anaconda tribe on the front line, so it is impossible to rush over in the first time."

"When the Martin team joins the battle group, the anaconda tribe will definitely not be able to support it and retreat sideways, and the slowness of the water rhino will cause holes in the battle line. At that time, it is our best time."

Margaret nodded, and quickly calculated in her mind.

In just a dozen seconds, she calculated the amount of combat power needed to achieve a breakthrough, and made a decision in her heart.

"Elaine, go command the mage squad and join Meg's scouts."

"I'll ask the nuns to bless you with divine protection, and then prepare for the assault."

"Yes!"

Elaine smiled confidently, turned around and jumped into the tent, picked up her weapon and helmet.

Then, he took over the mage troops according to the order.

Margaret bit her lip, turned over and got on her horse.

While watching the battle nervously, she let the horse go forward in small steps.

She was waiting, waiting for the most critical moment.

Soon, she waited.

"Haha! Wansheng! Wansheng!"

Under Margaret's gaze, Knight Martin sharply broke through the flank of the anaconda tribe and beheaded the opposite standard bearer.

The banner with the giant python painted on it crashed down.

And the half-orcs, who had been fighting hard for a quarter of an hour under this banner, were suddenly shaken across the board.

"The enemy has wavered, let's work harder to defeat them, charge!"

Not to be outdone, Knight Samuel immediately began to boost the morale of his soldiers.

The priest accompanying the team even used a magic spell to boost the spirits of the comrades at the right time, and then shouted loudly.

"Victory is ahead, for the glory of the goddess, charge!"

"Hoohoho!"

They succeeded, and the soldiers of the Samuel team cheered up, and despite their previous fatigue, they suddenly started to advance.

The half-orc warriors who had been shaken finally couldn't resist, and the formation was completely disrupted.

Soon, the first orc who threw down his weapon and fled appeared.

"It's now!"

A flash of light flashed in Margaret's mind, and she realized that this was the time for her to order.

"Elaine, Meg, attack!"

In fact, Elaine's steed took a step a little earlier than Margaret's voice.

Under the leadership of the two of them, twenty cavalrymen rushed out of the camp together with three mages guarding them.

When they arrived at the back of the battle line, the mages just finished preparing to cast spells and released their spells respectively.

A red cloud appeared above the retreating anaconda tribe, and flames rained down, igniting the colorful costumes and beautiful furs of the orc warriors.

At the same time, a soil stalk next to it also shook suddenly, causing the half-orc warrior who was standing there to fall on his back.

Not far away, there was a serious panic in the place where the orcs were most densely populated. Crying and running away were like an epidemic.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the three spear teams all shouted excitedly, and their strength suddenly increased a little.

"Saint Gillian bless!"

Accompanied by similar shouts, the stalemate of the battle suddenly tilted.

Even if they were defeated, the anaconda tribe, which could retreat in order with the back of friendly forces, completely entered a state of retreat.

The originally strong and fearless warriors started crying like children at this moment, running around with tears streaming down their cheeks.

The water rhino tribe, which was supposed to arrive in time to support the front line, had no time to plug the suddenly widening gap due to the hesitation just now.

Margaret's several captains also took advantage of the situation at this moment to command the troops to follow the defeated enemy army, rushing all the way to the half-orc position.

"Won!"

Margaret couldn't help clenching her fists.

Although everything was within Serena's expectation, and the performance of her subordinates was also remarkable, but until just now, Margaret's heart was always on the back of her mind.

She was really worried that the army in front of her, which entrusted Serena's hard work and the future of the Granster family, would be completely lost due to her own mistakes.

But now, looking at the one-sided battle situation in front of her, she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Forward! Forward! Drive the surrendered enemies away from the road, and no one is allowed to pick up property without permission!"

The military judge's shout brought the scattered troops together again.

But Margaret suddenly found that she had nothing to do.

She froze for a few seconds, and then began to look for the location of the mage troops on the battlefield.

That is her most precious core combat power, and now she can consider taking it back to recuperate.

But no matter how she looked, she couldn't find those familiar figures among the scattered crowd.

Helpless, Margaret had to turn her horse's head back to the barracks, arrange logistics staff to prepare meals and hot water, and ask the nuns to prepare for the treatment of the wounded.

Two hours later, all the troops had returned to the camp, and the prisoners were also driven to one place and locked up in a fence.

The soldiers began to enjoy the hot meals while talking and laughing, and the few wounded had already calmed down under the care of the nuns.

But Margaret's heart was raised again.

Her squad of mages hadn't returned yet.

Let's not talk about those precious mages, just talk about Elaine, if something goes wrong, she won't be able to explain to Serena tonight.

And if Meg made a mistake, Margaret would be ashamed to see Julie, who was helping in the logistics force, besides blaming herself.

After waiting for a few more minutes, the anxious Margaret walked out of the tent, ready to ride a horse and lead people to search for these people in the distance.

"In case something happens, my magic may be able to..."

Just as Margaret was approaching the horse, there was a sudden commotion from the direction of the camp gate.

Margaret looked in astonishment, and immediately saw Meg standing on horseback and shouting something.

She listened carefully, and found Meg calling:

"We've made a lot of money, we've made a lot of money! This time, we've made a fortune!"

Margaret could only understand that Meg had committed her old habit of treating war as her own business.

But what is the big profit?

Margaret took a closer look, and then saw Elaine leading the way for several orcs in extremely colorful costumes.

"I did it!"

Elaine, who was full of smiles, looked at Margaret and said such words.

Chapter 37 Tempus Crossing the Line

"how so!"

With this exclamation, Tempus's hand also exerted force suddenly.

The flimsy paper crumpled into a ball in his hands, and then was torn into scattered pieces.

This is not the way it should be!

Tampa【+

Let the Granster family think that they have a solid enough backing, and then rush forward under the enemy, entering the sight of the orc army.

Then, the script should be that the private army of the Granster family was completely disintegrated after a short and fierce battle, and the little girl Margaret ran away crying and embarrassed.

At this time, the Silver Fir Legion at the rear arrived Shi Shiran, rescued the saint who had lost her foundation, and defeated the half-orcs who were no longer in formation in a destructive state.

In this way, the king's reputation can be resounding again, and the nobles of the western region can also get enough soup after breaking free from the control of the Granster family, so that all the past grievances and grievances will disappear.

It was supposed to be like this...

But now?

The actual situation now is that the little girl of the Granster family led 500 mudlegs and more than 30 knights who had just been trained into the army, and defeated a full [-] half-orc coalition army.

The corpses and weapons abandoned by the disastrous half-orcs stretched for more than ten miles on the road. Their tragic appearance made several tribes who arrived on the battlefield fearful.

And a certain Granster private soldier who appeared in front of these tribes out of good luck got a big deal—these cowards surrendered to them just like that!

Yes, it was to the little girl Margaret, not to General Rex who represented the king.

In this way, the Granster family swallowed the biggest result of this expedition with a negligible loss, and the entire legion sent by the king became an existence that followed other people's buttocks to eat soup.

If things stop here, then Tempus is not unacceptable.

According to the rules, the half-orcs who surrendered were supposed to enter the market in Marconia and turn into golden marcos.

The Granster family itself is not short of money, and it is not a big deal for the king to let these guys get more funds.

As for this captured woodland, it will also become an enclave separated by the king's direct area and other nobles.

According to the usual thinking of this era, the Grant family who got an enclave would have to spend a whole generation running this territory to ensure that it would not be alienated from their abilities.

After entering this state of affairs, although the nobles of the western region could no longer stand on the king's side, they could no longer become the king's worry.

This small enclave will become a dog leash to tie the Granster family's ambitions, allowing Tempus to have plenty of time to manage his own power and eventually pacify the entire continent.

After that, even if the Granster family was several times stronger than it is now, it would not be considered a threat.

Unfortunately, things didn't develop that way.

Margaret, in the name of St. Gillian, promised those half-orcs to convert, turning them into followers of St. Gillian, and canonized the leader of those guys as a baron under the Granster family.