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

But this is also a helpless thing.

After all, this is all to meet the increasingly outrageous demands of Tempus.

And these requirements can't even be said to be too harsh, not to mention all, at least most of them are very necessary.

But even though Lemes and the copper pipe house have been working hard, things still haven't gotten better.

If he hadn't been in it all the time, it might be difficult for Lemes to understand why the situation has deteriorated step by step to the current point.

But as the most important intelligence gathering point in the kingdom, Lemes is precisely the person who knows the context of the problem the most at this moment.

"The starting point of all mistakes may be that defeat..."

The defeat caused the prestige of Tempus to be shaken;

The shake of prestige caused the breeding of chaos;

The resulting chaos and defeat have combined to cause Tempus's self-confidence to gradually collapse;

And the collapsed self-confidence made Tampas eager to prove himself;

Eager to prove himself, he offended the church, especially Serena;

And Serena's counterattack method exacerbated the breeding of chaos;

Tempus, whose self-confidence was further unbalanced, made the idea of ​​the nobles of the western region;

The failure of the entire plan completely separated the western region from Germany, and at the same time further destroyed Tempus' self-confidence.

As a result, Tempus began to cross the line.

After that, it's mostly just a vicious circle.

Oh, by the way, there is also the construction of Serena's Saintess Levee, which inexplicably made the nobles of the Eastern Realm start to form a group, and gradually formed another alliance of local power.

If you think about it carefully, Tempus' failure may have been caused by overconfidence.

And from being too confident to being too unconfident now, the existence of Serena is really indispensable...

Lemes walked and thought, so that he didn't pay attention to what was in front of him at all.

It wasn't until he bumped into someone that he suddenly woke up and apologized incessantly.

"Sorry, Mr. Humphrey, I was distracted..."

"It's okay, Viscount Lemes."

Humphrey straightened his collar and smiled gently.

"I know that you have been too tired recently. Your majesty's mission is important, but your health cannot be ignored. After all, only if you stay healthy can your majesty..."

Regarding Humphrey's kindness, Lemes could only smile wryly.

Humphrey also understood that his own words were really not consolation.

He nodded slightly, and then took the initiative to knock on the door of the study.

"come in."

Tempus' weary voice sounded.

The two opened the door and walked in, only to find that the Chancellor of the Exchequer, the Minister of State, and General Maximian were already inside.

Judging from the tiredness on the faces of these people, I'm afraid they have been inside for a long time.

"Lemes, please introduce the things I want to the ministers."

Hearing Tempas' order, Lemes immediately went to work.

He used accurate data and detailed circumstantial evidence to fully introduce the situation in various aspects of the Secret Art Alliance at the moment, allowing everyone present to quickly get a general impression.

"...that's all we know now."

After Lemes finished speaking, Tempus looked at the expressions of the others and said solemnly:

"Everyone understands, right? This year is our best chance to attack the Secret Art Alliance, and it may even be our last chance in recent years."

"If we continue to wait, we can only sit back and watch the alliance's combat power rise. At that time, we will have to exert more strength to achieve the same result."

"Okay, now let's all share our opinions."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer was the first to speak.

"Your Majesty, I understand your thoughts. But I must declare again that our surplus funds are only enough to maintain the operations of a maximum of three legions. It is impossible for us to raise taxes in a short time. The reason I have repeatedly explained before... "

"Yes, we both understand."

Tempus nodded.

The territory directly under the king has overdrawn too much potential. If it continues to be exploited, it will really be a waste of money.

Right now, the nobles in the west, east, and south have their own ulterior motives, and Tempus also knows that it will only be completely counterproductive to consume the people's hearts and power of the territories directly under him.

"But the three legions can also do a lot of things, can't they?"

Tempus' eyes fell on Maximian again.

The old general coughed twice, and then replied:

"Your Majesty, let me just say it straight, I should [/

"After losing the Inland River Fleet, we are no longer able to rely on your direct force to maintain the three supply lines. Without the help of these guys, we cannot guarantee the continuous combat capability of the Legion."

Tempus sighed.

"General, I can understand your military considerations. But we must pay attention to another fact."

"Those local nobles have become less reliable. If their armaments are confiscated, we may need to beware of our flanks and rear."

"This is not a purely military matter, General."

Maximian shut his mouth helplessly.

He really didn't feel that things had reached that point, but the king wanted to prove himself by his own strength, so he couldn't do anything about it.

Without the cooperation of the local nobles, there would only be three legions on the battlefield. This manpower is too thin.

But Tempus obviously didn't think about it.

He spoke again:

"Actually, we can concentrate all our strength to advance together. In this way, we can use the smallest strength to do our best to maintain the supply line..."

"But that also means we lose any room for error!"

The old general tried his best to remind him.

It seems good to concentrate all the power together, but that also means that the supply pressure is all concentrated together.

And when these pressures all fall on a supply line, it means that once this line is broken, all will be lost.

"Oh, this time it won't be the same as last time."

Tempus rarely showed a confident smile.

"Our court mage group has already researched the method of air defense. It is impossible to let those mages attack the supply point like last time."

"And I also convinced Captain Viken that half of the Dawn Knights' strength will be used to maintain the supply line this time. If this is the case, there should be no problem after all."

The old general nodded sullenly.

He always felt that Dawn Knight's strike power, which was used to make a final decision, shouldn't be wasted on it.

But the king's arrangement cannot be said to be wrong.

Domestically, apart from the Church, the Dawn Knights may be able to stop the airdrop squad of the Arcane Alliance with squad-level weapons.

"That's it. Now, let's study the problem of food supply..."

The meeting is still going on.

Viscount Lemes, who was listening, had only one question in his mind:

Your Majesty, you have bet your future on this military operation...

It's okay to win.What if you lose?

Chapter 40 The Trial of Meredith

"Very good, you all got full marks in this simulated combat test."

Meredith looked at the young people in front of her with gentle smiles on her face, but pity and sorrow in her heart.

These poor guys voluntarily joined the special executive department she was in charge of just for revenge or other reasons, and became a kind of disposable consumables, which was simply a tragedy in the world.

But as Serena said, this world has never been as gentle as imagined.

Even though the conditions are so harsh and the fate is doomed to be miserable, there are still enthusiastic applicants who join this team.

What they are looking for is almost nothing more than a chance to realize the justice in their hearts.

Meredith also knew that what she thought was a tragedy, in the eyes of these young people, might already be the only light in the world.

Moreover, in such a situation, these young people still showed enough respect for their teachers.

For Meredith, the instructor's praise, these young people showed joy from the bottom of their hearts. Their sense of recognition and accomplishment made their eyes shine brightly.

Seeing this scene, Meredith couldn't help pointing out a few more words:

"Your steps are already very steady, but there are still major flaws in your swordsmanship. Yes, I said that in a real operation, you may only have one chance. But this does not mean that you have to use all your strength Infused on a sword, this is... um!"

"Instructor, are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing Meredith's expression changed, the students immediately asked with concern.

Meredith shook her head, indicating that she was fine, and then continued:

"Even if you have the determination to die, you have to spare some strength when you draw your sword. The enemy may just pretend to be defenseless. If you don't leave the necessary leeway, you will die in vain. No help."

"Maybe you will die eventually, but whether you can realize your wish before the last moment comes is enough to make a huge difference in the last period of your life-I don't want to say that I hope you all get your wish, but I really hope, You can live as long as possible."

Meredith knew that it was almost impossible for her little thoughts to impress these children who had already made up their minds.

But even if it is to reduce her guilt, she will try hard.

Perhaps, this is the hypocrisy that Serena was talking about...

She thought bitterly in her heart.

"Okay, you guys should practice and experience it yourself first. I'll take a rest and come back later to see your results."

After saying this, Meredith turned around and returned to her office.

And as expected, he saw Serena waiting for him inside.

"Your timing is as bad as ever."

Meredith said angrily.

"I'm performing your mission, working for you, is it interesting to watch me make a fool of myself in front of the students?"

"It's very interesting!"

Serena replied with a smile.

"It's better to say, I think you may actually like this—I can feel that your blood is flowing faster than before."

Meredith rolled her eyes and responded:

"It must be because of you! Who would like this kind of thing."

Serena pointed her finger on her chin with some doubts.

"A lot, right? Modesty and the others really like this kind of gameplay. I think they had a lot of fun when they were training peripheral members..."

"Don't confuse me with a succubus!"

Meredith couldn't help complaining, and then asked:

"Okay, you've had enough fun, right? Today, how do you want to torture me?"

Serena suddenly smiled ambiguously.

"You still call this kind of thing torture? From yesterday to the end, I think you've started to enjoy it."