When Flora was leading the Sisterhood to the next village, a cloud of dust suddenly arose in the distance.
Although Flora remained very calm, some newcomers in the Sisterhood and the accompanying priests were quite panicked.
The Lars Knights quickly drew their fusion swords.
These fusion swords were not the disposable ones used by the firearm soldiers, but the improved version that Lind had originally given to Lena, a true new era knight’s weapon.
However, the knights soon put down their fusion swords because the group running towards the Sisterhood raised a large banner, which awkwardly displayed a few words: “Northern Border people do not fight Northern Border people.”
Before reaching a dangerous distance, these people stopped, and their leader dismounted, throwing down his weapons and raising both hands, fearing that the Sisterhood wouldn’t recognize him as a defector.
Flora approached with the Lars Knights to take a look; they appeared to be from the Fang Ge Army, but Flora wasn’t entirely sure, as the Fang Ge Army’s equipment didn’t differ much from that of bandits.
“Lady Saintess, my name is Antoine, the captain of the nearby Fang Ge Army field team. I am here to bring my brothers to defect.”
The leading general immediately knelt down.
“You have the wrong person; defecting should be done at the army or to the nearest town. We do not accept defectors here.”
Although aware of what Flora meant, Antoine still shivered when he heard that they did not accept defectors.
At this moment, the staff officer beside Antoine followed up, saying, “Lady Saintess, we know the locations of the nearby mountain bandits and that there are demons behind causing trouble. Most of the bandits are backed by the demon army entering the Northern Border.”
Before the staff officer could finish, Antoine continued, “So please, Lady Saintess, give us a chance. We have done many bad things before, but now we only wish to atone for our sins.”
“Demon clan? Are you saying that you are aware of the locations of those bandits backed by demons?”
Antoine couldn’t help but feel that the bird mask eyes of the Lady Saintess were shining with red light.
“Uh… we know the locations and camps of the bandits very well, but the demons are elusive. We only know roughly which area those demons operate in, specifically…”
Feeling the air around him chill a few degrees, Antoine hurriedly corrected himself: “Specifically, we can help you find them! My brothers are very familiar with the surrounding environment, finding some demons is really not difficult at all.”
Noticing the cold air returning to normal, the bandit general finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Flora’s hand had already reached into her satchel, which contained items for saving people, as well as some weapons for killing.
But at this moment, one of the Lars Knights beside Flora reminded her, “Lady Saintess, this is not our business to interfere with. Our mission is to go to the next village and ensure there is no plague infection there.”
Hearing this reminder, Flora also calmed down.
Indeed, although the sisters of the Sisterhood were very eager to intervene, this was not Flora’s primary mission. Her loyalty to the governor outweighed her desire for revenge, and in the end, Flora simply nodded lightly.
This small matter would have someone else avenge the Sisterhood.
Then, Flora rummaged through her bag, wrote a short letter, sealed it, and handed it to the so-called Fang Ge Army field team captain kneeling before her. Whether that identity was true or not didn’t matter, as long as the person appeared to be from the Fang Ge Army, it sufficed. As long as they could help find the bandit gang and the demon’s location in Graywhite Territory later, it was fine.
“Take this letter. After you reach the nearest town in Graywhite Territory, someone will receive you.”
After Antoine took the letter, he couldn’t hide the excitement in his eyes, carefully placing the letter on his chest; this was his and his brothers’ talisman.
“Lady Saintess, there’s still some distance to the next town. May we accompany you?”
Flora glanced at the ordinary priests and sisters still trembling, nodded, and said, “Sure, but you must stow your weapons and place them in our supply carriage.”
The Fang Ge Army soldiers joyfully threw all their weapons into the carriage transporting supplies under the search of the Lars Knights.
Fortunately, their weapons were not plentiful and their quality was poor; some of the equipment was immediately discarded by the Lars Knights after a glance, as it would only increase their burden.
Thus, the Sisterhood set out again with this group of people.
Meanwhile, a demon clan member skilled in bloodline magic was monitoring this from a distance and reported the incident to Halun, who was hidden in the forest.
Halun had just finished eating a rabbit, burped, rubbed his belly, and finally stood up, shouting, “Everyone get up, brothers, it’s time to work.”
As the leader of the demon clan advancing into the Northern Border, Halun’s troops were already a small elite among the demons.
Not only were they equipped with a full range of bloodline magic, but all of them were warriors with no logistics, embodying the fierce characteristics of the demon clan.
After all, logistics would be taken care of by humans after entering the Northern Border.
Just as Antoine had said earlier, Halun had already made contact with those bandit gangs; not only had they made contact, but they had even reached some level of agreement.
Halun provided these bandit gangs with money and silver obtained from the demon exploitation, while these bandits supplied the demon troops with food and helped the demons with some unsavory tasks.
Unfortunately, the governor of Graywhite Territory was as obsessed with sanitation and food as the military, which prevented Halun from unleashing a great plague.
The demon clan wasn’t truly rampaging through the Northern Border under the guise of support; at least they wanted to maintain some balance and not let the situation in the Northern Border be unified so quickly.
After all, everyone knew that the governor of Graywhite Territory looked down upon the demon clan, just as the demon clan looked down upon humans.
Unfortunately, the anticipated scene of plague following the forces attacking Graywhite Territory did not manifest. Forget about spreading the plague; even leaving a small force to guard the city against bandits would be dealt with instantly.
Even if a plague occasionally arose, it would be quickly extinguished by the priests and Sisterhood, which left Halun feeling very frustrated.
Now, Halun planned to change his thinking. Since the Sisterhood was responsible for extinguishing the plague, wouldn’t it be better for Halun to attack the Sisterhood?
Even if the Sisterhood had the Lars Knights protecting them, how could those few Lars Knights stop an elite demon force?
Furthermore, Halun was also very curious about this Sisterhood; they were undoubtedly the same batch of sisters transported by Burken. Now not only were those sisters safe, but they were also going around extinguishing plagues.
It seemed that the governor of Graywhite Territory had not only helped these sisters but had even taken down Burken.
Halun picked his teeth, preparing to take a small revenge for Burken this time.
As for the distress signal from White Frost Fortress, Halun thought for a moment and decided it wouldn’t be too late to handle the Sisterhood first before heading over.
