Chapter 374: Battle of Black Mountain (End-Part )
In the wizard camp, the wizards who were unshackled were divided into two groups. One group had about ten people tied up, and the other group had hundreds of people forming a small circle.

The dozen or so people being watched in the crowd were the wizard traitors who survived the battlefield.

A wizard was kicked by Mormont and rolled five or six times, curled up in pain.

"Have you forgotten your oath? Why did you betray it?" Mormont pointed at the wizard in anguish.

"Is it wrong? What did I do wrong? I just want to go home!" The skinny wizard raised his head with a dusty face.

"I want to go home too. Everyone wants to go home. But besides you, there are many people who cannot go home because of the existence of the church." Mormont took a few steps forward, swung his arms, and punched the wizard in the face.

"A vow is a vow. It is not allowed and must not be betrayed!"

"We betrayed? It was you who betrayed us!" The wizard raised his head, and the corners of his mouth turned visibly from pale to bruised.

Mormont was so angry that he almost laughed. He kicked him on the chin and said, "You have joined the church, and you still accuse me of betrayal?"

"You told us that we were willing to rebel because Nidsal was gone." The wizard struggled to turn over. "But you ran away. Do you know how much suffering we suffered?"

"I ran away to save you! If I hadn't run away, wouldn't you still be enslaved?" Mormont shouted at him.

The wizard raised his head and pointed at the flag with his bloodstained finger: "Nedsal is a member of the Flesh and Blood Court after all. Aren't you cooperating with the church?"

Mormont was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly discovered something that he had always overlooked.

For the people of Black Snake Bay, the Messiah religion and the church are tied together, so even the Salvation Army, which is under the banner of the Messiah religion, is also under the oath of "non-cooperation".

By this standard, it was Mormont who violated his oath of "non-cooperation".

But Horn and the others are clearly wizards, they just use the name of Myrcella...

Mormont suddenly didn't know how to respond.

Look at the freed wizards around you, although most of them have contempt for their betrayal on their faces.

But upon closer inspection, it seemed that Mormont shared some of that contempt.

"Speak up, why aren't you talking? Tell me who betrayed me?" The wizard saw the expressions of the crowd and laughed triumphantly.

Just as Mormont was struggling, the crowd gradually dispersed. Jeanna, with a stern look on her face, took the lead, and Horn, who had changed into his daily holy robes, appeared behind Jeanna.

Looking at Horn's shortened robe and the attitudes of the people around him, most of the wizards knew who the young man in front of them was.

Many wizards showed surprise on their faces.

They never imagined that the person who defeated Nidsar, whom even they could not defeat, was actually a little boy who didn't even have a full beard.

Pope Horn was born on August 1426, 8, and is only 16 years old this year.

The second-in-command, Saint Jeanne, is younger. She was born on August 1428, 8 and is only 14 years old this year.

However, considering that the legion leaders are generally under 30 years old, the entire Salvation Army can be said to be a young regime of young people.

"Child, are you the Patriarch of the Salvation Army? Or the son of the Patriarch of the Salvation Army?" a straightforward wizard asked loudly.

Horn glanced at him and said, "If you're asking who defeated Nidsal and rescued you, it was me."

The wizard withdrew his head in dismay.

"Your Majesty..." Mormont walked towards Horn awkwardly.

He was about to explain what happened, but Horn waved his hand, walked straight to the wizard and squatted down.

"What are you doing?" The wizard fell to the ground and stared at Horn. "Haven't you seen enough of the evil wizards? If you want to kill me, just come! I will never reconcile with the church!"

Without any explanation, Horn snapped his fingers lightly.

Jeanne next to her immediately raised her hand, and a flash of lightning flew by, knocking down a small tree on the roadside.

"Wizard!" The betrayed wizards all widened their eyes.

Wait, that's not right.

Watching the small tree slowly fall down, many wizards were horrified to find that the girl did not have any prior actions when casting the spell.

There is only one possibility for this kind of rapid casting, and that is——

"Witch?" Some wizard called out subconsciously.

"Watch your words, I'm warning you." Das, who was watching the show, stood up and said, "This is the Saint."

After a few seconds of silence, some wizard suddenly cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, another Siwei Society."

"Facts speak louder than words. Are you clear now whether we are a church or not?" Horn did not correct the Salvation Army's ambiguous positioning, but acknowledged some of the facts.

Wizards, as advanced productive forces, should be won over as much as possible.

But he couldn't abandon the old citizens and farmers, so he could only maintain a vague state.

"You all know what happens to traitors, right?" Mormont grabbed the wizard by the collar and lifted him up from the ground. "I will hand you over to the joint tribunal of the secret party."

"So what if that's the case?" A witch with a bruised face and nose stood up coldly, blood flowing down her forehead to her chin, "Are you any better than the Empire and the Church?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" "I have seen through it all. The Church and the Secret Party are birds of a feather. The Church wants us to die in the name of the evil of wizards, but doesn't the Secret Party also want us to die in the name of non-cooperation?"

"Yes, I like neither the church nor the secret party!" echoed the skinny wizard.

"Ha, have you ever thought about the fact that Nidsal promised to set you free? There are churches everywhere else, and Black Snake Bay hates you too. Where can you escape to?"

"The Court of Flesh and Blood!" The skinny wizard raised his chin and said stubbornly, "He said he would send us to the Court of Flesh and Blood and set us free."

"Wait." Pasrick, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said, "Nedsal can send you to the Flesh and Blood King Court... He also has dealings with the Flesh and Blood King Court?"

The rebellious wizards looked at each other, seeming to be still hesitating.

"I can save the life of anyone who is willing to tell the truth," Horn assisted.

Mormont opened his mouth and was about to say that this was an internal matter of the Secret Party, but then fell silent.

He suddenly discovered that the Salvation Army was a secret organization similar to the Society of the Scales. To a certain extent, they were a kind of secret party.

Besides, this time Horn killed Nedsal, who had made countless enemies in Black Snake Bay, and considering his value to male witches, it is estimated that many secret organizations would be willing to vote for him out of favor.

It's not worth it for such a small matter. Just consider these traitors dead.

After a long silence, an old wizard sighed and stood up reluctantly: "Nidesar claimed to be a servant of the Soridor family. He came to the empire just to collect intelligence."

"Nonsense! The way he deals with the Secret Party doesn't seem like a spy from the royal court at all," Mormont retorted immediately.

"He said that he was indeed a spy at the beginning, but later his superior, a prince-level vampire, suddenly disappeared.

Although he was able to contact his family, he was too conspicuous to return to the royal court.

He had no choice but to accept his fate and prepare to spend the rest of his life here. He worked hard for the church in order to obtain the holy position of metropolitan bishop.

This way, no one would be able to delve into his past experiences. The empire had always been afraid to investigate high-ranking religious nobles.

So he was just pretending to convert, but in fact he was still secretly worshipping the Immortal Master."

"And you believed him?" Mormont said angrily. "I said I was Alexander the Great reincarnated!"

"Of course not." The old wizard tried to defend himself, "He showed us the evidence, he even hid the object in the flesh of his hand, we saw it with our own eyes.

If he was so loyal to the church, why would he carry something that would kill him if it was discovered?"

Without Horn saying anything, Jeshka on the side ordered the people beside him: "Go and bring Nidsal's body over here."

"Yes."

Turning his head, Horn continued to ask: "What does that object look like?"

"I can't remember clearly, it was a four-sided pyramid. When it was activated, it did carry strong fluctuations of vampire magic. It was said to be used for sending signals..."

"Are there any symbols on it? Draw it for me." Pasrick asked. Just like heraldry in the empire, semiotics within the secret party is also a required course.

After untying the rope on the wizard's hands, he squatted down and started scratching on the soil.

As they were painting, both Pasrick and Horn felt something was wrong.

The two looked at each other without saying anything. Instead, Jeanna looked at the symbol on the ground curiously: "Isn't this the 'Moon Goddess'..."

"Jeanne! Let's talk about this when we get back." Horn stepped forward and grabbed Jeanne's wrist, stopping her from continuing.

After all, the information about Shilov of Autumn Dusk Island is still kept secret. There must be something big behind her, and we can’t discuss it casually in this occasion.

Knowing she had said something wrong, Jeanna quickly shut her mouth.

If they don't speak, others naturally dare not speak.

Everyone remained eerily silent until Victor appeared at the entrance of the camp.

He looked around and spotted Horn, then rushed over quickly, his collar and armpits soaked with sweat.

"Your Majesty..."

"Where's Jeshka?" Horn felt something was wrong. "Why are you here?"

"Nidesar's body is missing..."

"What! Say it again, in detail."

Victor swallowed his saliva and said, “Just now I took Boss Jieshka to the shed where the bodies of Ibe’s senior generals were placed. We put them there and waited for them to be burned.

But when we arrived, all four war monks were dead, and two of the horses pulling the bodies were missing. After checking, we found that the only missing body was Nedsal's.

Boss Deshka led the Hussars and the Norse Knights to pursue..."

Resurrection? Impossible? Horn confirmed his death himself. His breathing stopped, his pulse stopped, his heart stopped beating, and he was dead!

Damn it, do I have to finish off even corpses in the future?

Horn calmed down and did not panic like Victor:
"Mormont, get some soothsayers to figure out where he is! Jeanne, send the lancers out and search the land for him!"

(End of this chapter)