At this moment, there was no more anger on Mrs. Lily's face. The elder, full of regret and sadness, signaled that Lord Jayne to come to her. So the big man walked over very obediently and knelt in front of Lilyf: "Madam Lily, after receiving your order, I immediately issued a retreat order. All the civilians were in the retreating team. There was absolutely no such number of dead people who were forgotten by me in my fief Vahi."

"Jayne, do you still remember that when you were still very young, your father was still alive. One day, he took you to the temple of Anonymous and said that he wanted you to be a Paladin... Now I think about it, I regret not letting you become a Paladin."

Mrs. Lily stretched out her hand, and Lord Jayne frowned and wondered why Mrs. Lily said this, but he smiled and nodded: "Madam, please don't care. Although I can't become a qualified paladin, at least I can still walk on the wilderness and use the sword and axe in my hand to open up my own life path." Then he took Mrs. Lily's hand and kissed her gently on the back of her hand.

"Madam, what I said is true. I don't know where Mr. Masce got these photos. I admit that this square is indeed the square in front of the lord's mansion in Wahi, my fiefdom, but... this is absolutely impossible." Speaking of this, Lord Jayne looked at Masce: "Little cat, I don't blame you. You are a foreigner, or a noble hero who never compromises in the face of death, but I have never given up on any civilian."

After ticking his mouth, the cat nodded finally: "Yes, Lord Jayne, you have never given up on any civilians, but the photos I have obtained are also true, and none of us lie."

"Yes, Mrs. Lily, look, Mr. Marceau said the same thing. As a descendant of the Enrique family, I will never forget the tradition that the family has inherited since the dark age... Never give up... Forever... Ah. This is..." The body of Lord Jayne, which was originally smoking, finally began to burn, and the sacred flames ignited the poor Lord from the inside out. He struggled to roll and wail on the city.

His soul has been desecrated by evil without realizing it, perhaps a hint of the high-level lich. Perhaps it was a whisper of the spirit banshee. The body of the city lord did not immediately become undead, but there was a huge black spot in his soul, perhaps ten days, or half a month. If it were not 'purified' it, I was afraid that a high-level crown lord with a template would make a brilliant debut.

Even if the indigenous people present had never seen pig run, they had seen pork, so they just whispered, and the players were in an uproar. They might have seen the strength of the undead and evil in blaspheming people's hearts for the first time.

For Marceau, he has seen too much of all this. The cat has even seen players being blasphemed by evil because of the flaws in the camp. They want to use their intention to make identification to resist this blasphemy and transformation, but in the end, very few people can accomplish it.

Mrs. Lily looked at the Lord Jayne at her feet and struggled until he stopped struggling. He was burned to ashes by the sacred fireworks. Then the lady looked up at everyone in the command post: "Did you see it? This is one of the manifestations of the soul after it was blasphemed. The seeds of evil have taken root in his soul. His consciousness was blinded and his senses were modified. This depravity was so thorough that he could not even notice it when he was ignited by the sacred fireworks... Jayne is dead, Chief Guard!"

"Madam, your order." The chief guard's answer came from outside the door.

"Go to the refugee site. Check it carefully one by one, and evil never puts eggs in a basket." Speaking of this, Mrs. Lily continued to issue orders while walking towards the cat cub: "There are also all the people of the Enrique family, including Jayne's two sons and three daughters, as well as all their descendants and spouses, who need to conduct a key inspection and tell them that if they do not cooperate with the inspection, I will issue a compulsory purification order!"

"Mrs. Lily, the eldest son of Lord Jayli, died in a duel two years ago. His youngest son was still having a fever when he entered the city." A bishop of the Gods at the scene stood up and said, "I had an examination for him at that time. Now it seems that I must have another examination for that child. Now it seems... maybe this is not a simple heat epidemic."

"Very good, Bishop Langton, please take your companions to do this immediately. I will let the foreigners of the 'Selantien Shield' help you maintain the order of refugee resettlement sites." Standing on the podium, Mrs. Lily pointed at a female paladin: "Anna, take your regiment and follow Bishop Langton to act with all actions. All actions are listened to the Bishop. Don't use your kindness and love in the wrong places. I don't want to see repeated mistakes a second time."

"Yes, Mrs. Lily!" The female paladin stood up and gave a chest caress, then turned around and followed Bishop Langton out of the command post.

"Everyone! I don't want to say anything more about this. You should see the current situation. These undeads should be the murderers of the dark era. Now, in order not to be given a "first" prefix in that damn era, take action. The Griffon Knights' Wing and the combat boats' combat marches will carry out a large-scale bombing of Wahi City within six hours! I need your troops to appear outside Wahi City at the beginning of the bombing. It's time to see blood and let you feel what the despairing era is. Young people, take action! This time, the God of God will watch your performance in person!"

Everyone in the audience responded loudly.

"After meeting, everyone will start integrating the battle group immediately when they go back. You will set out in half an hour, and several Dragon Knights teams will accompany you."

Dragon Knight... Sure enough, Mrs. Lily is still a knife-like and tofu. At the moment when the high-end combat power of the undead cannot enter this plane, any kind of dragon is enough to crush the undead ground troops. Moreover, if there are already ground troops, these dragon knights should be put into the battlefield as reserves when the player's battle group collapses.

Marceau watched everyone leave and was about to leave, but Mrs. Lily called him, so the cat turned around and looked at the old lady, and saw that her face was full of fatigue, "Marceau, do you know that Jayne's father almost entered my life."

"...I'm sorry, I don't know, madam." Marceau shook his head, thinking to himself how could he know your past events as a foreigner?

"Yes, kitten, you shouldn't know. After all, that's been a lot of years ago. This time you did a very good job. I won't blame you for Jayne's affairs. After all, this is his fate... At the beginning of the gray era, the head of Enrique's family became an evil spirit because of his soul being blasphemed. History...repeated in front of me."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Lily threw a small bag of gold coins at the cat: "Hold it, this is your reward, good job, Marceau."

"I am deeply honored to serve good and innocent, madam." Marceau took the purse and gave a chest caress: "Madam, do you have any other tasks to hand me over?"

"Of course, do you know how to have air col-scouts?"

"After learning some, you know that foreigners have an advantage in numbers."

After getting this answer, Mrs. Lily nodded: "Very good, Marceau, come with me. In the battle of Wahi, I will pay attention to that portal, and you will be responsible for the school gun work of the flying gunboat. Try to change the working environment, kitten."
Chapter completed!