Just as dawn the next day, Scade and Joseph, who were full of doubt, came to me.

I looked at the captain and adjutant who were waiting for the answer in front of me, glad that I did not bring any of them into the tomb.

"What's wrong, sir?" Joseph asked softly, as if he could see that I was a little distracted.

"It's okay," I came to my senses, "just thinking about something."

Next, I repeated what happened in the ancient tomb in the simplest language, especially about the Son of the Mist and the possibility of the return of the Lord of the Mist.

"It's unlikely, sir," Scade first raised his objection, "We have been here for several months, but we have never heard of these white mists."

"It's always right to be careful, Ravenders," Joseph whispered his colleagues, "As the adults know, we can't handle such a disaster at all."

"I understand," Skede was not angry, but nodded, "I will ask Balgoff to arrange more personnel and increase patrol efforts, but the construction speed of the castle will slow down."

"This is the best, the castle is secondary," I put my hands on the edge of the table and said, "We need to store as much supplies as possible, so do Palik Town. You don't know whether it will come to this world tomorrow or next year."

"Do I need to inform the pastor and priest of the Fairy Church, sir?" Joseph asked suddenly.

"That would be better," I nodded at him in agreement. "We are not anyone who is sensitive to the breath of another world. They can help a lot."

"Okay, sir," Joseph saluted me after getting affirmation, "I'll do it now."

"Wait," I called out to the two men who were about to leave my tent, "arrange some brothers to go to the grave to restrain the bodies of the young men, and they can't stay in that kind of place."

After I finished speaking, my hands loosened from the edge of the table and prepared to go out with them.

"Where are you going, sir?" Joseph asked curiously, and Scade also looked at him inquiring.

"I'll go to the town," I remembered the old Charlie's tears when talking about Arthur, and sighed helplessly, "Old Mayor Charlie should know the truth about something."

The two of me and I were separated at the door of the tent. Scade would arrange more personnel to patrol and guard, and continue to be responsible for supervising the construction of the castle.

Joseph went straight to the stables, and he would go to the larger towns in the south, with churches, and ask for help from the Fairy Church in the Lake.

I came out of the south gate of the camp, and not far away was Palik Town. What happened in the north did not affect these townspeople. On the contrary, the town seemed to be more prosperous because of our arrival.

I walked into the town from the north gate of the town. There were a lot more people on the street than when I first arrived here. Many people's faces were not as numb or dull as before, and many people had smiles on their faces.

I smiled and looked at the residents coming and going in the town happily. This is my fiefdom, and I naturally hope it will become more and more prosperous.

After walking along the crowd for a short while, the town office appeared in my eyes. I flashed out of the crowd, shook the snow on my body, and then slowly walked up the stairs of the town office.

It seemed that fate was destined. As soon as I stepped on the last step, the gate of the town hall creaked and opened. Old Charlie behind the door saw me and showed a hint of joy.

"You are back, sir," he said in surprise, "have you found Arthur Marston, have the problems in the grave been solved?"

"What are you going to do, Old Charlie?" I followed Old Charlie into the door and took off the cloak tied to my armor.

"I'm going home," Old Charlie took my cloak neatly and hung it on the hood rack in the lobby of the town hall. "I forgot to wear glasses when I went out this morning. I can't do anything without it."

"Ah, that's it," I nodded, pulled a chair with Old Charlie and sat down face to face.

"I think you have to be prepared, Old Charlie," I looked at Old Charlie, who was expecting, and didn't know how to speak for a moment, so I had to take a deep breath, "Arthur Marston is not dead, when I found him."

"Ha!" Old Charlie clapped his hands hard and stood up from his seat. "I knew...wait, what happened when you found out."

"He is a believer of the Son of the Mist," I sighed, and told the truth all the time. "He came here because Palik Town was harassed by the dead."

"What?" Old Charlie widened his eyes in disbelief, "What is his purpose?"

"He intends to resurrect the most powerful of those corpses so that it can summon Lord of the Mist to this time and resurrect all the bodies in that tomb."

"It was too late when I went," I shrugged, "Arthur sacrificed his flesh and soul to summon that guy, but fortunately, with the fairy with me, they were all destroyed by me."

"This is impossible," Old Charlie sat back in a daze. "Arthur is a very upright man. He shouldn't...I believe him so much, and even let him take the militia men into that grave..."

"I'm sorry, Old Charlie," I sighed and patted the frustrated old man on the back, "Arthur Marston was so well disguised that no one could guess."

"I have a responsibility, sir," Old Charlie covered his face, his tone of weakness and pain. "I indirectly killed a large group of young men, all of whom are excellent militia..."

"You have to cheer up, Old Charlie," I held his shoulder with both hands and said seriously, "The ghosts in the grave have all returned to their eternal rest. Palik Town is a good time for development, and you have to continue to lead the people here."

"What about you, sir?" My words seemed to have some effect. Old Charlie took his hand away from him and raised his head to ask me who had stood up.

"I have other things to do," I walked to the door and hung my cloak again. "Something worse is about to happen, and I have to promise you, and my soldiers, will survive what will happen later."

I adjusted the position of my cloak and walked out of the gate of the townhouse, Strad and his men approached the world, and the rift leading to Verodima would soon open in his mist plane, and before that, I had to be prepared.

It is not enough to rely solely on the prevention of my subordinates and the priest's divine power. I have to work hard. In this case, the first-level rune art and the fifth-level divine art I have mastered seem to be somewhat insufficient.

I have to advance myself to the sixth level or even seventh level of the Great Knight. There is no hope for higher-level rune art, but I can find ways to master more sources of things.

I walked back to the camp quickly. I never forgot what Knight Sid taught me. For a knight, the ways to strengthen his strength are eating, exercising, and doing good deeds.

For all knights, these three things do not conflict, they are just a matter of how long they allocate. I decided to spend the main time exercising, followed by doing good deeds, and finally eating.

Although I have a dragon's heart, I have never been well and systematically trained since I can remember. My body cannot be said to be weak, but it is not strong. This is something that needs to be changed urgently.

There were many equipment for soldiers to exercise in the camp. I walked into my tent, dragged the armor one by one, and placed it neatly on the armor stand. I walked out of the door and began to learn from the soldiers to exercise.

In Valenlia, the physical fitness of a soldier is the top priority. Unlike the Einhofen Empire next door, all the soldiers of Valenlia rely on cold weapons to fight, and their physical fitness will give them greater advantages in the battle.

So exercising has become the habit of all the soldiers in Valenlia, even all young and middle-aged men. Although these soldiers under my command have mastered the knowledge of the Empire's firearms, they still exercise every day according to the habit.

I first spent a short while observing their exercise and asking questions, and soon I got the answer I wanted.

A Valenlia soldier's exercise consists of several parts: running, push-ups, pull-ups and squats.

After all the preparations, I stood among a large group of soldiers and began to do squats as they were.

If there is something in my story that is more dull and boring, it is this time. Summer passes quickly, autumn comes soon, and not long after, autumn leaves with the summer, and another winter arrives in Palik Town.

What I feel relieved is that the priests of the Fairy Sect in the Lake seem to attach great importance to the situation here. On the day Joseph returned, five priests followed him to the town. Not long after, a group of priests came one after another. By the end of the summer, there were already twenty-seven priests and three priests in the town, and a simple small church was also built in the town.

Unfortunately, these priests and priests have never been able to discover any unstable or active alien energy, but their arrival has indeed raised the economic level of the town and strengthened the town's defense, so everyone is still very welcome to them.

What makes me happy is that the church is very concerned about this matter. By the end of autumn, there were already sixty pastors in the town, twelve priests, and even a bishop came.

The bishop named Falesto told me apologetically, "This is all the idle hands the church can draw." I quickly expressed my understanding. To be honest, it was much beyond my psychological expectations to be able to come so many pastors, let alone the priests and bishops behind them.

Of course, some unhappy things happened during this period. After Joseph sought help from the church, he and the church went to seek reinforcements from the kingdom, but were immediately rejected by the stupid king.

"A bunch of nonsense" is the original words of our good king, so we don't have any reinforcements from the royal capital, only my guard.

I stood in the war room of the castle, watching the sand table made by Joseph and the reconnaissance team. It was already winter, but Strad and his lords were still silent. Sometimes I wondered if Dukan was talking nonsense, or Strad gave up this plan.

I don't know, I dare not gamble, the soul of the forest in the Karen forest is dead, which I discovered in the summer, so I ordered the soldiers to cut down large trees in the Karen forest. I didn't want to do this, Pergasus helped me, and the forest helped me, but I had no choice.

"Sir," Joseph pushed open the door, his cloak and his head covered with white snow, "Today a priest noticed the subtle energy of another world."

I looked out the window and it was a bad weather today, and the blizzard was roaring, and if Strad did successfully open the rift today, it would be hard for us to stop them.

"If it's today..." I cursed in a low voice, turned to look at Joseph, "Can you know where it's about?"

"We have informed the priests that they will take the priest to further position." Joseph quickly replied, "If you confirm, you will know the location."

"Very good, where is our reserve?"

"Some time ago, we did our last business with the Imperial smuggling merchants. We had sufficient guns and bullets, and the newly developed cannons were also installed on the walls of the castle. If necessary, we can get the young and middle-aged people in Palik Town to hold a rifle."

I smiled slightly, this is the smuggling merchant. As long as you have money, you can do it. Even the emperor of the empire will find a way to get it for you.

"There is no need for that. Those guns are spare," I came to my senses, shook my head, and stopped Joseph's thoughts. "Although guns do not require a lot of training like bows and arrows, they cannot be hit by just taking them. There is no need to let the townsmen die on the wall. When it comes to training, how are the training of those gunners?"

"I'm sorry, sir," Joseph bent down with a shameful expression. "We've been training very hard, but the shooting percentage is still very low."

"It's okay," I patted him on the shoulder and helped him up, "It's just an extra trick."

"Bang!" The door was knocked open hard, and Scade, with a dusty face, appeared in front of us.

"Sir! The priest has found it! A large group of demons who look like beetles! It's northeast of Karen Forest!"

"A demon who looks like a beetle?" I turned around and walked quickly to the sand table, "Where is probably where?"

"It's here," Skede followed quickly, pointing his fingers on a small area northeast of the sand table.

"Okay," I nodded, looking at the dust on his face, "What's going on with your face? Are you fighting them?"

"Yes," Scade nodded and swallowed, "Our team had fired with a small group of beetles. The fairies were on it. Their shells were much harder than ordinary armor. Our rifles took a lot of effort to kill one."

"Is this only group of beetles?" I continued, "Have the priests discovered other alien energy or evil creatures?"

"No more, at least not when I left."

"Gather the troops, and the number of people is subject to Scad's opinion," I stood up straight and removed the broken steel from the wall. "It's time to touch these evil creatures."

"Yes! Sir!" The two of them saluted me together and ran out of the castle quickly.

After a whole autumn, the castle was no longer the empty shell. The barracks and stables had been repaired long ago, and the castle had been renovated. We also prepared a separate warehouse, which complemented the warehouses underground in the castle, one was destroyed and the other was.

The warehouse was prepared with ammunition, weapons, food, medicine and armor, which was the result of this past period of time. If Strad wanted to come, let him come even if he was ready, we were ready, I was ready.
Chapter completed!