Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 745 The Golden Will
"So many weird hybrids... Look over there, why is there a lizard face on a giant's head...?"

"Maybe the Kug giants and lizards were both drunk that night." (While relentlessly munching on cheese)
"And over there, the hounds of Carcusson can even breathe fire."

"What hot dog?"

"What's that flying over there in Salub... an owl with a cat's body?"

"A cat with an owl head?... Uh, isn't that a cat? Let me see..." (puts the cheese in his pocket)
...

So Milo actually saw a flying cat.

A tabby cat that can fly.

Just as Freya described, it has the body of a cat but with an extra pair of wings, gliding through the air with its soft tail, and belongs to the Salub faction.

But Milo recognized the cat the moment he saw it.

"Morgan?"

...

Do you remember the cat army that Milo and Dirasha encountered in the Eternal Kingdom of Os-Nargai?
At that time, Chief Pinkerton was accompanied by two tiny creatures who didn't grow very tall: Arthur, a pure white kitten, and Morgan, a tabby cat.

After Milo wreaked havoc on Selephis, the cat team finally broke through the sealed coastline and left the Eternal Kingdom.

Compared to his time in the eternal realm where time stood still, Morgan had grown a lot and was much more robust than the fat Pinkerton.

As for the wings, they were simply a glider that was worn on the back like a backpack, made of a wooden frame and various feathers glued together.

Because there were many people and eyes on the battlefield, and the cat's size was too small and inconspicuous among the mixed breeds, no one noticed this fake Salub warrior.

...

"What's this cat up to..."

Milo kept a close eye on Morgan the tabby's every move on the battlefield.

At this point, both sides entered a brief stalemate.

For some unknown reason, the previous bloody battle seemed to have been halted by some more powerful force. Both armies' rear areas received mysterious orders from the royal family, and the war stopped abruptly...

However, this is not something the cat needs to consider.

The battlefield is like this: the soldiers at the front only need to follow orders and fight bravely against the enemy, while...

In short, Morgan first quietly bypassed the archers and birdmen patrolling the air in Salub, sneaked up to the front line, and then disappeared into the land-based fortifications.

Shortly afterward, one of the large cannons of the Salub army, which was pointing towards the Karksson camp, suddenly fired.

The heavy, crudely made shells pierced solidly into the foremost position of the Kalkson formation, exploding precisely within the front ranks.

Blood-stained mud and sand flew dozens of meters into the air, and no Karlsson mixed-race soldier who was touched by shrapnel had a chance to scream...

Thus, the flames of war, which had inexplicably been extinguished, were reignited by this brilliant shot.

Before Salub could figure out which sharpshooter had fired that shot, he felt the ground beneath his feet begin to tremble, and he could faintly hear the booming sound of warhorses galloping by.

"The wolf riders of Karlsson are here!!!"

With a piercing scream, a massive horde of Karkson hybrid giants, each riding a giant wolf, swept across the battlefield dividing line and rolled over.

Caught off guard, the Salub people could only rely on their racial advantage, abandoning their ground fortifications and grabbing any weapon nearby to take to the air.

Bows and crossbows, giant nets, flaming spears that could explode... all sorts of weapons were intertwined.

The battlefield was once again in complete chaos.

The instigator of all this has already rushed along the ditch in the defensive fortifications and is about to break out of the battlefield.

...

Although Morgan the tabby cat is much bigger than when he was a kitten, he is incredibly fast and agile. He leaps across the battlefield on his furry white gloves, leaving afterimages in his wake.

However, just as it was about to dash out of the battlefield, a pair of thick lower limbs suddenly appeared in the previously empty area in front of it, and a long tail covered with scales slowly drooped down from the back of the boots.

Morgan frantically clawed at the rough sand countless times before finally managing to stop, but it was too late. A hand with sharp claws easily pinned it to the ground.

The terrifying pressure immediately caused several bones in Morgan's body to crack and break.

The cat's sharp hiss.

It frantically bit and pressed down on its own large hand, but the other's hand was covered with rough, crocodile-like scales, showing no fear of its bites.

...

At this point, the person blocking the way finally revealed their true colors.

That was neither human nor a hybrid.

Their body shape is similar to that of humans, but they are several times larger than ordinary humans, with thick and long necks and long tails hanging behind them.

The one pinning Morgan down has a python head.

The eerie snake eyes were fixed on the small ball of fur pressed under the palm, its scarlet forked tongue flicking in and out of its mouth, sending chills down one's spine.

Standing behind him was another snake-man, whose physique was rather thin and frail. His head was not that of a robust python, but rather the sharp, triangular shape of a venomous snake…

...

The appearance of these two snake-men with vastly different physiques on the battlefield did not seem out of place.

The hybrid battlefield is not lacking in all sorts of strange and bizarre creatures.

Even when Salub's side saw the snake-men's bald backs, they naturally mistook them for soldiers of Karksson's side. A small squad quickly flapped their wings and caught up, aiming their long spears and crossbows at the two snake-men.

But the next second, the Salub squad vanished into thin air...

Without any warning, and without leaving any obvious trace.

They didn't even see the snake-man make any move.

In short, the Salub hybrid squad that pounced on them just a second ago was gone.

Only half a long hair, not yet completely annihilated, remained on the ground.

...

……

“You vile creature, tyranny is indeed an indelible evil.”

The snake-man kept his hands tucked under his robe, his gaze coldly fixed on the bloody battlefield before him.

He gave the giant python-man beside him a look and said:
"Let's end this farce and not delay the master's important business."

...

The serpent-man then took a few steps forward and took out two golden scepters, each adorned with wings and claws. Similar emblems and totems were found on the weapons and armor of both sides in the battle, clearly symbolizing the totems of the royal families of Kalksson and Salub.

Now, these two scepters, which symbolize royal status, are in the hands of the same person.

"Kneel down!!"

The python-man simultaneously hammered both scepters into the ground.

A massive shockwave rippled across the entire battlefield from his center, scattering sand, vegetation, corpses, and weapons across the surface.

The terrifying roar, like a colossal object hammering into the very heart of the battle, combined with the aura emanating from the royal symbols of both sides, instantly and completely stunned both sides in the fierce fighting.

...

……

In fact, this pointless war could have been perfectly contained simply by relaying orders from the rear.

God knows why they started fighting again for no reason.

The snake people could only attribute the cause to the brutal nature of the hybrids. However, the culprit was the tabby cat that the python people had slapped to the ground, and probably no one could have imagined that Morgan was not only the main culprit in reigniting the war, but also the origin of the conflict.

It was all its doing!

...

Where is the cat?

The snake-man's head did not move, but his eyes slowly moved, and he found that where the tabby cat had been lying, only the outline of a cat remained, and the cat was nowhere to be seen.

The python-man looked down at the snake-man, tapping the two royal scepters in his hands together twice, indicating that he had been busy with other matters.

The snake-man gazed intently at the dark forest in the distance, then said:
"never mind."

...

The war was thus easily quelled by the sudden appearance of the snake people.

Two strange figures, one tall and one short, their tongues flicking as they slowly walked into the center of the battlefield, conveying the royal will of their respective kingdoms to the warriors of both Karksson and Salub.

Of course, that may not be the true intention of either royal family, but since the snake people have the ability to take away the scepters of the two royal families, it is not difficult to force the royal families to make decisions they are unwilling to make.

……

...

And at the same time.

In a remote mountain valley, far from the battlefield of the hybrids.

"Isn't it said that cats are seven times faster than snakes? How come it got beaten up so badly..."

Milo conjured a gentle flame, which, when strong enough, could have a healing effect.

Moreover, the effect can be described as immediate.

As soon as he finished speaking about the seven times speed, Milo felt Morgan's "well-meaning" gaze and "friendly" greeting:
"Who told you that?"

“An extracurricular reading material.” Milo shrugged.

After "many years," the once handsome young cat has become Xiao Yong's warrior, and the years have left indelible marks on its belly. The former Shadow Lord has also died several times in the catastrophe, but fortunately won the resurrection match and is now a homeless wanderer.

It feels somewhat like things and people are no longer the same.

However, neither Milo nor Morgan were good at creating emotional scenes. Although it was clear that the other had gone through endless turmoil since their parting in the Eternal Kingdom, and had just escaped from a dangerous battlefield, the first topic they talked about was "how many times faster a cat is than a snake".

In the end, Morgan concluded that, "Wow, the woman behind you is so tall."

...

Of course, we must return to the main topic in the end.

When asked why he was stirring up trouble between Calxon and Salub, Morgan only said mysteriously, "This is our century-long plan to reclaim Ussa, shh~."

We can roughly infer that the cats want to get a share of the import and export trade controlled by the six kingdoms; that's roughly the idea.

Morgan only realized what was happening when he was able to stand up again, barely able to endure the excruciating pain:
"Wait a minute, you're not the person they're looking for, are you?"

"What do you mean?" Milo asked, puzzled.

"I don't know what's going on in Kalksson, but Salub, who were initially in a dominant position, suddenly received a ceasefire order from the royal family in the rear... Some say the border guards' next task is to search for and intercept a certain human, but the army hasn't received any more detailed orders yet." It seems Morgan, disguised as "Owl," managed to glean a lot of crucial information from the Salub hybrid army.

"Search, intercept? Me?"

Previously, it was about hooking the temple and purifying the legion, but those were mostly aimed at Freya.

This time, however, the enemy's target was a "human." Coupled with the two snake-people who appeared at the edge of the battlefield, all these pieces of information connected together, and Milo immediately deduced the truth in his mind.

It's nothing more than the snake people of the "Hughes Iger" family starting to exert their power.

Milo was too lazy to dwell on how the snake people discovered he had left the Cold Plains. They had already blocked his path, so there was no point in nitpicking the details and omissions.

At most, he might curse Monquia in secret, since it was he who spread Milo's appearance throughout the North Sea region.

...

"The good news is that they haven't pinpointed our exact location yet."

"And the bad news?" Freya asked.

“I suspect the snake that bit you that day is the problem,” Milo said.

"I see... So what should we do?"

"Take it back."

...

……

In a corner where no one is paying attention.

Eyes beneath the golden tree's shade are calmly watching all that is happening across the lands of the six kingdoms.

However, the image presented to the temple was blurry. The image did not show the figure of the murderer who had harmed the Blade of Law. Instead, it focused more on "Woti Ig," who had recently left the Golden Law Temple.

But the will of those under the shade of the trees remains steadfast; the shadow of evil must be lurking somewhere within the six kingdoms.

……

"If the Eye of Thinking doesn't malfunction, why should we sit in the hall waiting for that snake-man brat to do things for us? Humph."

"I've said it many times, it was unexpected. Who could have imagined that the Eye of Thinking, after its journey to the World of Clarity, would develop a rift with the Golden Tree..."

"The most urgent task is not revenge; the real responsibility is to restore the blade to its former glory."

"Her soul has returned to the Golden Tree, but the power of blessing cannot save the child's life... Ladies and gentlemen, if the eldest son of the Father of the Serpents truly slays the Shadow, must we keep our promise...?"

"Do you really intend to use the filthy methods of the Serpent People to revive the Blade?! How laughable! That is the sacred Golden Law Blade! How can you allow such filthy and lewd things to defile it! Do you know that your suggestion just now has already committed a grave crime!"

"..."

The temple remained silent for a long time.

Then someone else whispered something:
"The blade is the vessel of faith for all the golden people, and the temple cannot lose this faith of its people."

The implication of his words was already clear enough.

But someone quickly retorted: "Isn't that exactly what that brat Igor is thinking? You think he's just lustfully coveting the beauty of the Blade? He's eyeing the faith of the golden people accumulated by generations of Blades!"

...

"It's better to give him half than to lose it all, isn't it? You all know what kind of times we are in now; turmoil is coming."

"You bastard! You rebellious creature, do you want to turn the blade into a monster that's neither human nor snake?! Tell me!"

"..."

...

"Alas, everyone, you should calm down and think this over carefully. That eldest son of Ig is the pride of the Serpent Clan. It is unlikely that the sinner who lost the Shadow Sequence can escape his grasp. When he once again ascends the temple steps with a severed head, we will have to give a unified answer."

...

"Then you two talk amongst yourselves. You think you can send that kid to the snake pit? You'll only get that if I'm dead!" (Someone waved his hand and walked away.)

The remaining people looked at each other.

After a long silence, a voice finally broke the silence, saying:

"This generation's Blade was raised by Elder Hastings. It's understandable that he rejects the Serpent People, but I believe his soul will eventually return to the right path of the Golden Will."

...

(End of this chapter)