The bird's body is a dark, almost black color, but there is a faint hint of bronze near the base of its wings.
It flew silently, past Antiya Lisi's window, past the hiding place of the Soul Returner, past the reinforcement camp dozens of miles outside the city, and finally landed on a withered branch outstretched on a young man's shoulder.
"How's it going, Icarus? Is it fun outside?"
"It's fun."
"Don't worry, there's more fun to come."
In a tent, Duma, no, Grand Knight Marba, met Messenger from Fir City.
The priest, acting as the Messenger, bowed somewhat humbly and conveyed to Marba Antiya Lisi's wish that they proceed more quickly.
Seeing that the Messenger looked somewhat tired, Marba kindly brought him a chair and began her usual inquiry:
What is the current situation in Fir City?
Upon hearing this, the priest's face immediately turned ashen.
"That's... that's hard to say."
Marba raised an eyebrow and asked in return:
"Has it already been captured?"
The demon in human skin knew Antiya Lisi's true nature and didn't think he would be such an incompetent leader, but why did the priest in front of him have such a strange expression?
The priest quickly shook his head and replied:
"Grand Knight Commander..."
"It's the Legion Commander; this is Lord Sailesi's new appointment."
"Yes, Commander. Up until I set out, the rebels had not launched any effective attack on Fir City, but they had certainly been harassing us."
"Harassment? Fir City and deep fortifications. They haven't even launched an effective attack, so what else could they be talking about as harassment? Besides the bio-aggregates mentioned before, what else is there?"
"The rebels seem to possess the ability to control Aberration creatures, frequently using the Aberration insects that emerge after the Demonic Tide to fly into Fir City."
What are they doing here?
"Sabotage, stalking, kidnapping... they're basically creating panic. Many citizens are now afraid of them and rarely go out."
"Such a thing is true..."
Marba secretly noted this information down. The Zerg's reproductive ability was astonishing. Since the rebels were able to tame the Aberration Zerg, there was reason to believe that they already had the ability to create flying units.
This was not much different from what I had imagined. After all, I was going to be facing a god who seemed to have been resurrected, so I wouldn't be surprised by any scene.
Marba felt a surge of emotion, but seeing the Messenger before him looking preoccupied and unsatisfied, he looked at the Messenger with a puzzled expression:
"Anything else?"
"Yes."
The Messenger lowered his head, knowing that the other party had realized his lapse in composure, but how to put it... it's really hard to say.
"The rebels have recently developed a new method of harassment, specifically using a large number of leaflets containing false information..."
The priest recounted the entire historical events from beginning to end, only to find that Grand Knight Commander Marba before him seemed lost in thought.
His expression immediately fell.
This shouldn't have been mentioned; even the Grand Knight Commander in front of him looked on with a skeptical expression.
Marba didn't doubt it; he simply began to explore his memories from decades ago.
In his mind, Antiya Lisi didn't seem to be that kind of person.
However, some of the information about seminaries is not much different from what I know.
This rumor is partly true and partly false, making it easy for people to believe.
But what kind of tactic is this?
That's truly astonishing.
After a long while, Marba looked up at the trembling Messenger before her:
"I will not believe a single rumor. Please go back and tell Archbishop Antiya Lisi that the legion will enter the city within a day."
"Yes."
The cold wind blew across [ Autumn Light and Osmanthus Shadows ]'s face like a knife, but it had no effect on him. Instead, it made the Soul Returner let out a howl of "Wuhu~".
This player with exceptional reflexes has fallen in love with the feeling of soaring through the skies with Soldier Bee. Every day, after paying the entrance fee, he would hop on a Soldier Bee and start flying over Fir City. Once he had his fill of flying, he would head straight back home. He turned what should have been Fir City Operation into a flight simulator.
He neither attacked nor landed; he was simply practicing his flying skills and incidentally annoying the Holy Crusaders air defense forces below.
However, it wouldn't be fair to say that [ Autumn Light and Osmanthus Shadows ] did absolutely nothing of substance.
Of all the players currently, only he can fly at low altitudes and return the way he came, which allows [ Autumn Light and Osmanthus Shadows ] to bring back information about Fir City other players cannot.
For example, the general internal structure of the Holy Crusaders's base is an area that normal players would never be able to access, but to the pilot, everything is clearly laid out.
At this moment, [ Autumn Light and Osmanthus Shadows ] was still soaring in the air. He piloted the Soldier Bee, sometimes accelerating and sometimes decelerating, sometimes diving and sometimes climbing, and he could even flip left and right while flying at low altitude, showing off his skills in front of the Holy Crusaders who were itching to fight.
Feeling the rain of arrows brush past its ears, [ Autumn Light and Osmanthus Shadows ] let out a soothing sound, and then raised the Soldier Bee ' flight altitude again.
He had reached the edge of the southern district, and according to the structure of Fir City, it was time to turn back.
But just then, he noticed that something seemed to have changed at the end of his field of vision. In the past, when he flew here, the horizon at the end of his field of vision should have been a scene of endless snow, but now it looked like there were some mixed colors.
A keen pilot, adept at grasping any detail, swallowed his triumphant roar, frowned, tapped the Soldier Bee's carapace, and used his Animal Compatibility instincts to send a brief message:
If we continue flying forward, will we be able to return?
"Can."
The sound of Soldier Bee rubbing together came in response, and [ Autumn Light and Osmanthus Shadows ] no longer hesitated, lowered its body and pressed itself against the back of the Soldier Bee, and began another round of acceleration.
Three elite Holy Crusaders knightly orders—no, now it should be called a Holy Crusaders legion—are advancing southward in the Aduolin Province.
Thanks to Marba's small purge of middle and upper-ranking officers a few days ago, the army's discipline looks very good. All members are strictly following the regulations in the training manual, and no one dares to be negligent. Even when setting up camp, there is no sign of laxity.
The Holy Crusaders at the front suddenly paused, rubbed his ear, and then asked his companion:
Did you hear anything?
"No."
"It's a buzzing sound, very faint, but I can hear it."
"No, no, stop talking. You'll be finished if the military law squad sees you."
"Tsk."
"Hey, wait, I think I heard that too. Does it sound like it's coming from up there?"
The Holy Crusaders looked up at the sky and suddenly spotted a small point of light in his field of vision.