The Holy Light Church's camp was clearly much better than the Rebel Army's.
There was a proper fortress, proper tents, and even a grand, magnificent mobile cathedral. This cathedral could transform and reconfigure itself at any time, extending countless mana cannon barrels from within. It was truly a siege weapon.
Patrols made up of large numbers of soldiers circled the camp day and night. Carriages loaded with all kinds of goods came and went, while devout believers arrived to offer their wealth before leaving with blissful expressions.
Faith and war coexisted within this camp at this very moment.
Even at the most difficult point of the war, order within the camp had never fallen into chaos. Everyone bathed equally in the holy light, and everything remained in perfect order.
However, this rare tranquility was shattered today, because—
"It's Caius! They're back! Open the gates and welcome them in!"
"Wait, why don't I see the Magitech Pegasus? Did they fail to recover it?"
"Something's wrong. Why is every knight injured?!"
At this moment, the Holy Light Knights led by Caius barely managed to return, dragging their exhausted and wounded bodies behind them. Their bedraggled appearance immediately drew the attention of everyone in the camp.
Then it caused a huge uproar among the crowd.
They had never seen this elite force, which even included a Brave, in such a wretched state.
Even their armor was gone! All they had left were thin underclothes! Some of them were even reduced to nothing but tattered rags!
Caius and Anlesi appeared to be in the best condition. At the very least, their armor was still relatively intact, but their expressions were equally grim.
What happened? Could they have encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy?
Not even the Sparkfire Church's largest operation against Caius and the others