"Archbishop of Berson, can I ask what is the meaning of this?"
Captain Locus stared at the old man in front of him and asked while suppressing the anger in his heart.
After being repaired by the humans, the stronghold that was damaged by Jenn's attack was repaired, the backend also sent people to take charge of the operation of the stronghold, but the problem was …..
"They are just ordinary mercenaries!!"
Locus waved his hands and pointed outside the window.
There, a group of mercenaries were laughing and laughing loudly, waving the wine pot and telling dirty jokes.
As if they were not in the Underdark, but in a bar.
"They don't have enough strength to survive in the Underdark!
Archbishop of Berson, I heard that you recruited them, what is the meaning of this?
Why did you let these mercenaries come to the Underdark to explore the Holy Land with us!
You have to know, this time the Oracle is very important, there is no room for mistakes!!! "
"That's right, it is because this matter is very important, that's why I sent these mercenaries."
At this time, the Archbishop of Berson who was standing in front of Locus interrupted Locus's explanation. He looked to be around 50 to 60 years old, wearing a black robe that wrapped around his skinny body, his cheeks were thin and sunken, his white hair was meticulously combed back, but the most eye-catching thing was his pair of sharp eyes, making him look like a vulture wearing a fur coat.
"You know that the Temple of the God of War is short on manpower. Because of your incompetence, our supply point has suffered unprecedented losses. Not only have we lost a considerable number of elite forces, but even Bishop Alex has been sacrificed.
He was a member of the Shrine of the Great Mother and the candidate for the next archbishop that everyone paid attention to!
How do you want me to explain this to the Great Mother Temple?!
I originally wanted to contact the other temples and send a joint elite force to search the Underdark, but now that this happened, how can I have the face to ask the other temples? "
After saying till here, the Archbishop of Berson looked at Locus and coldly snorted.
"You should know, since the fall of the War God, our temple's life has not been good!
We also don't have enough Holy Knights.
If I don't find these mercenaries, then how will we have enough power to destroy and fight against evil?
Yes, these mercenaries were a little vulgar, but they were still humans!
Do you think that they will not fight to destroy the people of evil and darkness? "
"But …"
Hearing this, Locus frowned, of course he knew that what Berson Archbishop said was not without reason.
The War God Shrine had been in a precarious situation ever since the War God had fallen. Although the other shrines did not directly annex the War God Shrine out of respect for the nine Saints, there was no longer any meaning to a shrine that had lost its divine blessing.
As the number of people joining the War God Shrine decreased, the number of knights guarding the shrine also decreased.
Moreover, the doctrine of the War God was to fight, as long as there was a fight, it was fine. These mercenaries were recruited to fight against the people of darkness in the Underdark, so according to the doctrine, it was not against the rules.
However, Locus wasn't a fool. Although some of these mercenaries were skilled, they were only a small portion of them. Most of them were very sloppy and ordinary. To be honest, with their strength, they might not even be able to defeat the underground monsters in the Underdark, let alone the Dark Dwellers.
It was impossible for the Archbishop of Berson not to know this, but he still recruited these mercenaries to the Underdark.
The meaning of this was very thought-provoking, Locus was very clear that these mercenaries were the bait that the War God Shrine put out. Don't look at these mercenaries because they were not strong, but they had a lot of people.
Once these humans cause trouble in the Underdark, then the evil hidden in the darkness would not be able to hold back and take action.
And as long as the fish takes the bait, then the War God Shrine would be able to annihilate the enemy.
As for these mercenaries, they were lured by the War God Shrine as bait and cannon fodder.
"No buts!!"
The Archbishop of Berson suddenly waved his sleeve and interrupted Locus's words.
His squinted eyes emitted a sharp luster as he carefully stared at the Saint Knight before him.
"Commander Locus, I know what you're thinking, but I didn't do anything wrong!
You think I'm using and deceiving these mercenaries?
Hmph, do you think they are idiots?
These mercenaries can live until now, are they all idiots?
Don't they know how dangerous the Underdark is?
They are not believers of the War God Shrine?
Why is it that as soon as I give the word, these fellows rush in eagerly to serve us?
Is it for the glory of the War God Shrine?
Just because of these vulgar guys?
What do they know about faith?
Don't tell me you still don't know why they accepted our invitation? "
"… …"
This time, Locus did not say anything.
Indeed, he was very clear that these mercenaries were not idiots, they were not believers of the Temple, there was no reason for them to sacrifice themselves for the Temple.
Moreover, these mercenaries were rolling on the edge of a knife, they were more clear about the ups and downs of the world than the Holy Knights. There was no reason why they couldn't see what he could see. But these people jumped in like moths to the flame, for what?
The answer was simple, benefits.
In the legends of the Underdark, other than the scary monsters and the evil dark people, there were also countless mysterious treasures.
These mercenaries were greedy wolves, the Underdark was very far from the surface, and they did not have enough strength to go there.
But now, the Temple opened the portal and swept the Underdark together with them. Let's not talk about the credibility of fighting against evil on the surface, if they could get into the Underdark and get some rare treasures, then it would be a profit!
Most mercenaries were somewhat gamblers, and with the Temple here, they did not have to worry about anything. Even if they put their lives on the line, the worst case scenario would be death.
But it was still death, what was the difference between dying in the mouth of the monsters in the Underdark and dying in the hands of the bandits on the surface?
But on the other hand, whether the mysterious treasures in the Underdark or the scrap metal in the bandits' camp, even a fool could see which one had a higher return!
In other words, even if you got a broken dagger and said it was a spoil of war from the Underdark, it would definitely be several times better than looting it from an orc's corpse.
Of course, Locus understood this, but he just could not stand it. He felt that these mercenaries' vulgar and greedy thoughts were tarnishing the great Oracle.
They came here for the whole continent, but looking at those mercenaries drinking outside the window, damn it, why would they care about the future of the Klein Continent?
Why would they care about the battle between good and evil?
Many of these people had probably helped the nobles to bully the commoners, and these people had the cheek to say that they represented the light?
Justice?
Looking at the vulture-like gloomy face of the Archbishop, Locus hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still spoke his true thoughts.
"But the Archbishop of Berson … The Underdark is not like other places, shouldn't we be cautious?"
That's right, this was the reason why Locus was not willing to let so many mercenaries enter the Underdark. The Archbishop of Berson didn't know how deep the water in the Underdark was, but he knew.
Now these mercenaries were greedy for the treasures and were running around everywhere.
What if they provoked the forces that they shouldn't provoke?
Dark Elves, Mind Flayers, Grey Dwarves, which of these races were easy to provoke?
What if things went south and the third World War broke out like before?
After all, the God of War fell during the second World War, so the people of the War God Temple were more familiar with the situation during that time.
What if these mercenaries caused too much trouble and attracted the attention of other forces in the Underdark?
This time, they didn't have the God's blessing!
"You don't need to worry about this!!"
Sure enough, after hearing Locus's question, the Archbishop's face slightly stiffened, then he coldly snorted and turned his head away.
"With my Lord's decree, you don't need to worry about these little rascals!
You just need to do your job well, these little troubles won't be able to stop my Lord's will! "
"Yes … Then I'll take my leave."
Hearing until here, Locus didn't say anything more, as a Saint Knight, those kind words were useless to him.
Since the Archbishop of Berson had spoken, it meant that he should be prepared.
But with the relationship between him and Locus, he probably wouldn't tell him.
Thinking until here, Locus sighed in his heart.
He didn't know what would happen if this continues.
But Locus had a feeling that if this continues, the situation might develop to an unmanageable stage.