I Became The Pope, Now What?

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It wa abolute madne a mayhem took over the battlefield. Before Sylveter' army even clahed with the enemie, he had already ung hi ong of fire and blood.

Limb and head flew around with each eploive arrow. Some died on the pot, and ome were unfortunate enough to receive a low death a they bled in pain and cried.

The bombardment kept coming and killing the Knight who fell from their hore and could not run fat due to the mud.

Sylveter raied hi arm in the ditance, ready to end the inquiitor out to engage a Duke' oldier tarted to organie themelve toward the back. But till, a lot of damage had been done, and it had broken the pirit of all the oldier.

Slowly, the bombardment of the arrow tarted to low down and gave a fale ene of eae to the knight of the Duke' army. The cream of thoe injured and lowly dying were till freh, however.

"Attack!" Sylveter roared loudly and ent even thouand men to face the knight of the Duke, which numbered ten thouand. But, of coure, Sylveter wa not blind, nor wa he overetimating the abilitie of the men. He had a plan that had already begun.

Sir Han, on hi ide, had already been briefed about the whole plan, o he didn't meddle. "If thi plan work, then perhap thi might be a battle worth teaching in the Commander' chool around the world."

Sylveter felt the ame, but he acted humbled. "There are many variable that are in the act there. The Duke may be a decent commander, but he overetimate himelf jut becaue he ha greater number. He alo thought he had a geographical advantage a we're on hi turf. Let' hope thing go according to our plan now."

Lady Aurora, tanding on Sylveter' other ide, aked. "When will I be moving? You are eriouly not utiliing a Grand Wizard in the rank properly."

"Your time will come too, Lady Aurora. You are the ace of the army, and we don't end the ace at the tart. Remember, it' not thee little knight and commoner who are our target, but it' the Duke. But remember not to kill him." Sylveter elaborated in a commanding tone.

"You want to interrogate him?" She aked.

Sylveter hook hi head a hi face appeared cold. "No, I want the Duke' eye—a I promied Sir Dolorem."

Sir Han, who wa well aware of what had occurred, patted Sylveter' back. "He' truly bleed to have omeone like you a hi friend."

"Ah! They are about to clah! Let' ee how Feli perform now." Aurora eclaimed all of a udden.

Everyone wa nervou a they could eaily notice the vat difference between the number. But the Inquiitor wore light armour, o their hore were very fat. Meanwhile, although the Duke' oldier had alo removed ome of their armour, it wa till not enough.

Feli and General Arnold were leading the Inquiitor at the front. The grand plan had already been relayed to all the men in the rank, and all they had to do wa follow the two leader: Feli, the leader of the Wet flank and Sir Arnold, the leader of the Eat flank.

The hore oon tepped over the dead bodie of the previou victim of Sylveter' plan. The ditance between the two ide quickly reduced to jut fifty metre.

"Haaa!" Duke' men roared with their weapon brandihed.

But to everyone' hock, Inquiitor didn't hout a Feli and Sir Arnold each took out a flag and tarted waving it to ignal the men behind them.

With that, the Inquiitor uddenly took a left turn and galloped traight toward the foret that reted between the Three Finger Village.

"They are running! Don't let them go!" The Duke' commander, Sir Renly and Sir Robin, houted a they chaed after the Inquiitor, confident that their heavy number cared the enemy.

Everything wa happening fat, and the foret wa not too far away. Neverthele, the Inquiitor didn't even flinch or hout a ingle word. They jut followed their leader while inging hymn of the Lord.

The Duke' commander oon felt omewhat confued a thing didn't go a planned. They epected their men to come out of the foret to queeze the Inquiitor from the two ide and finih the entire army in one go.

"What the hell are they doing?" Sir Renly wondered a he chaed after the Inquiitor.

Then to hi urprie, the Inquiitor army tarted to divide into two egment. One lowly diverted to the right, avoiding the foret, and the other moved toward the left. The trange manoeuvre confued the Duke' army, wondering which army to follow.

Commander Sir Renly and Sir Robin were alo confued a they watched the Inquiitor dividing themelve and creating an opening traight into the foret.

"Ah! Look… In't that Sir Gibbin?" Sir Renly aked hi fellow commander.

"Indeed… Why are they thi late? And where are their hore?"

Slowly, hundred and then a thouand men appeared to walk out of the foret, heading traight toward the Duke' army a it remained right in front of the foret.

Since the men were allie, the two commander didn't feel threatened.

"Good! Let them join u. We hall plit and follow each army." Sir Renly uggeted and lowed their hore.

"Why aren't they running?" Sir Robin wondered.

Boom!

Boom!

"What?!"

Suddenly, a the men from the foret reached the army and walked between the oldier, they eploded.

"F-Fuck! It' a trap! Fall back!" Both commander houted and turned around to run.

But, to their horror, they only aw mayhem behind them a Sylveter, with the ret of the Inquiitor' army, had moved forward, effectively blocking their back.

Boom!

Boom!

The men eploded a mot of them walked into the army rank. They walked lowly, ome even dragging one foot. None of them were peaking and only growled.

Angered, Sir Renly jumped off hi hore and grabbed one of the men he recognied. "What the hell are you doing?"

But Sir Renly' houlder dropped when he aw the man' entirely white eye, falling jaw, and rotting kin.

"Z-Zombi…"

Boom!

Sir Renly' body got thrown around in piece. Jut like all other men of the Duke' army. Mot felt confued, wondering why their allie, who they knew, were eploding like that. Not to mention, there wa nowhere to ecape from the chao.

Trapped between the foret and Sylveter' army in the back, the ten thouand men of the Duke and the heavily armoured knight fell victim.

Meanwhile, Sir Arnold, who had taken half of the Inquiitor to the right, hit the Duke and the remaining men directly from the left flank.

While Feli, who took a left, returned to Sylveter from behind and reported with a gleaming mile. "Tak uccefully completed, Ma! Haha… look at thoe fool!"

Sylveter welcomed hi friend. "Good job, Feli."

Boom!

The eploion were till echoing among the rank of the Duke' men. Each eploion meant the death and miery of the Knight and a few wizard. But, unfortunately, there wa nowhere to run to, a the eploion had pooked and hurt the hore.

Sylveter ighed. "Let' wait for Bihop Lazark to return a well."

Boom!

The eploion howed no ign of topping. But Sylveter didn't mind them anymore and only looked at the front. In the ditance, he could ee Sir Arnold nearly reaching the left flank of the Duke.

"Lord Bard!"

Jut then, from behind, Bihop Lazark, Beakin Elyon and four more men arrived, covered in dirt from head to toe.

Sylveter praied their work. "You have done a marvellou job, brother of the faith."

Bihop Lazark bowed hi head, accepting the word. "I merely did what wa aked, Lord Bard. Turning the hidden men in the foret into eploding zombie wa your idea in the firt place. Not to mention, Elyon here helped me greatly by uing hi intinct to niff out and hunt down all the Duke' men."

Sylveter glanced at the Beatman, who he wa evaluating at the moment. If what Bihop aid wa true, then he wa pleaed. "Thank you, Elyon. Your ervice to Soli will not go unnoticed. I will alo make ure to write your contribution in my report."

"What now?" Feli aked a everyone wa itching for ome actual fighting.

Sylveter glanced at the men till dying under the eploion of the Zombie. "We uccefully turned their trap againt them. With thi, we have likely ehauted more than ten thouand men in the Duke' army while loing none of our. So now we have the upper hand in number—but I'm afraid, from here, it will be a traditional battle."

"All of u were ready for thi battle from the tart, Lord Bard." Sir Han poke.

Sylveter agreed and raied hi fit. "Glory to Soli! Full peed ahead! Attack the Duke directly!"

"Glory to Soli!"

"Glory to Soli!"

Loud, rageful echoe reounded a the pure frenzy took over. Finally, it wa time to how the Duke what it truly meant to fight Inquiitor. For the firt time, even Sylveter wa going to ee how mad Inquiitor can be when in war.

For they fight for no glory but only for their one true Lord—Soli!

"Glory to Soli!"

The ground hook a Sylveter and hi army went full peed ahead. Everyone held their weapon of choice raied high—Sword, pear, mace—they were not afraid to die.

Sylveter wa in the middle of the rank a the leading commander. Around him were a few key member a well.

"Lady Aurora." He houted. "Make way for u! Kill all wizard that tand in our way!"

She grinned and tood up on the back of her galloping hore. "That' what I wa waiting for! Glory to Soli! Haaa!"

She jumped high into the air, leaping to the front and landing ahead of the raging army. She then increaed her peed and reached the Duke' army before any.

Boom!

A ingle vertical wing of her word created a gut of wind o trong it made a long dut cloud and plit the land into a hundred metre long cut. Intantly, whoever came in it way, if they weren't high-ranking wizard, died.

Boom!

She went wild and raied her hand to the ky, ummoning the cloud to hower her thunder, for her name wa Thunderfall.

Boom!

Wooh!

The firt bolt of lightning fell and eploded the men underneath like toy. It wa o warm that not even their ahe remained.

"Haha! Face my wrath! Heathen!" She roared and wung her blade with her free hand. The enemie, at bet, were of Archwizard rank—nothing he wa afraid of.

Boom!

She went wild and made a path for Sylveter to directly reach the Duke and end the war in one go.

When Sylveter reached behind her, he threw a few more thunderbolt and jumped to it behind Sylveter on the hore. "I will make the way to the Duke! Keep riding! We'll have hi head oon!"

Sylveter wa happy, eeing the pure detructivene of a Grand Wizard.

"My nephew' head? Not o oon!"

"What?" Lady Aurora eclaimed at the udden echoing voice that rang throughout the ky a if a god had poken.

Wooh!

Thud!

"Fuck! What wa that?" Sylveter felt a udden force from hi right, o trong it intantly threw hi hore in the air.

But he quickly tood up and kept the word prepared. To hi horror, not only he but all the hore to hi right and left had fallen, throwing the Inquiitor to the ground.

Sylveter intantly melled the cent of death, and hi ene flared up. He looked around with a frown a he noticed a peron miing. "Where i… Aurora?!"

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