I was a knight in the Middle Ages

"What? Lord Alpha, are you feeling sorry for us Greeks now, so you made arrangements for everyone else before coming to see me last?" Fayana's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible bitterness and self-mockery.

Upon hearing this, Alpha sighed inwardly.

He stepped forward and pulled Fayana's delicate, boneless body into his arms.

Alpha explained in the calmest and most sincere tone, "How could that be? Fayana, everything I've done is ultimately to better protect you and the people of this land."

Alpha felt the slight struggle of the person in his arms and continued to comfort her.

“I’m not an unreasonable person,” Fayana’s voice choked slightly. “I won’t force you to do anything that goes against your strategic intentions. Just tell me the truth, and I will understand you, Lady Alpha. After all… I’m just a princess of a fallen kingdom, and I dare not hope for too much.”

Alpha held Fayana tightly, as if trying to transfer the power in his heart to her: "Fayana, I look into your eyes and tell you that I will definitely overthrow the brutal rule of the Ottoman Empire, restore a bright and peaceful world to this land, and allow the people to truly live and work in peace!"

Alpha paused, his tone turning grave: "However, the current situation is far too dire. Even if everything appears to be going well, we must be soberly aware that once we engage in a life-or-death struggle with the pirate alliance, regardless of who wins or loses, the final result will only be mutual destruction. And at that time, the well-rested Ottoman Empire will pounce like a hungry wolf, devouring us along with this land. We will become the perfect prey in their eyes."

Fayana's body trembled slightly. Although she did not understand profound military strategies, she could understand the logic and helplessness in Alpha's words.

“Therefore, we cannot engage in a large-scale decisive battle with the Pirate Alliance unless we have an overwhelming advantage, or…” Alpha didn’t finish his sentence, but the cold glint in his eyes said it all. “I am gathering strength, Fayana. I am racing against time.”

“I…I understand.” Fayana originally thought that after driving away the pirate alliance, her people could return to their so-called “peaceful” lives.

But now Fayana realized with horror that "the past" was not peace, but the beginning of another, more cruel and thorough form of enslavement.

“Our enemies have never been just the pirates at sea,” Alpha patiently explained to her. “The real mastermind behind it all is the Ottoman Empire. That’s the fundamental reason why we dare not act rashly.”

This heartfelt explanation finally put Fayana at ease.

Fayana stopped struggling and buried her face in Alpha's chest, saying in a muffled voice, "Lord Alpha, I understand you. I won't ask you to immediately rescue all the Greek people. They are at least much better off now than they were under the oppression and exploitation of the Ottoman Empire, aren't they?"

“Yes, that’s it.” Alpha’s heart softened, and he gently stroked her hair. “But I promise you, Fayana, give me ten years. In ten years, I will definitely return most of the area to the people here intact, and give you a true, free Greece.”

"Yes, I believe you, Lord Alpha." Fayana closed her eyes, her voice tinged with weariness, but filled with trust and reliance.

Alpha didn't say anything more, but simply carried her to the large bed.

Tonight, Alpha needs to find another way to appease this princess who is burdened with national and personal grievances.

That night, Alpha stayed in Fayana's tent and "exercised" with her until late into the night.

Only when the moon was high in the sky did Alpha hold the sleeping beauty in his arms and slowly close his eyes.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed into the tent, Alpha awoke to find the woman in his arms already up.

Alpha stepped out of the tent and learned that Tasly and Liv had already left at dawn to go to their respective posts.

They all have their own missions and tasks, and there is no room for carelessness.

The camp returned to its usual tranquility and bustle, but Alpha knew that a new storm was quietly brewing in the distance.

At this moment, the grand blueprint for construction is being rolled out in full swing.

The noble elven princess Evelyn is leading her elegant and powerful people under the guidance of the learned magician Darwin.

Working together with the wise goblins and the skilled dwarves, they will build the magic academy that holds the hopes for the future.

That place will be a temple of knowledge and power, the cornerstone of Alpha's dominance.

The scene around Alpha was far from deserted.

In addition to the elf prince Mevin, the guard Melissa, and the twin sisters Star and Moon who are always by his side, there are even more powerful guards.

The Berserker Knights, led by Quinte, stood like an iron wall, constantly protecting the core area.

And those three infamous wild boar brothers—Becca, Bess, and Beta.

They were like three moving mountains of flesh, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

In addition, there were more than ten dark elf guards from the shadows, lurking in the shadows like ghosts to ensure that no threat could get close to their leader.

Alpha stood before the massive strategic map, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping over everyone present.

“Bright Moon,” Alpha spoke, his voice as cold as ice, devoid of any emotion.

“Draft a secret letter to Princess Fayana and Captain Tasli. Order them to immediately arrange elite personnel to take over the entire West Macedonia region. Any force that dares to voice opposition, whether nobles, the church, or resistance organizations, must be wiped out! I want that place to become a pure land without any noise.”

"Yes, Lord Alpha!" Mingyue's expression was solemn. She immediately picked up a pen and wrote down the bloody order, then handed it to the guard who was already waiting on the side.

The guard took the secret letter, and with a flicker, disappeared as if blending into the night.

“Stars,” Alpha’s gaze shifted to the other side, “inform Quintae to reorganize the Berserker Knights. They are to depart promptly tomorrow morning, their destination—Middle Macedonia. Tell Quintae there is no need for restraint; the slaughter is about to begin.”

"Yes, Lord Alpha!" Fanxing dared not delay and immediately turned around to inform Commander Kuntai after receiving the order.

The stars know that tomorrow morning's sun will witness a bloody baptism.

After everyone had received their orders and left, silence returned to the tent.

Alpha stood alone by the window, feeling the gentle breeze blowing in from outside.

Alpha suddenly raised its head, looked up at the deep darkness above, and a playful smile appeared on its lips.

Alpha whispered in a voice only he could hear, "Come out."

As soon as the words were spoken, a graceful figure slid out of the shadows as if it had no bones.

The shadow, carrying a warm, soft fragrance, slipped directly into Alpha's arms.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect our esteemed Lord Alpha to be so busy. We haven't seen a moment's rest in three days and three nights." The voice was charming and seductive; it was Ito Mii.

"What? Itching for a beating?" Alpha sneered, but his actions were swift and decisive.

Alpha swept his arm around Meiyi's soft, boneless waist and pressed her forcefully against the table in front of him.

The maps and documents on the table were swept to the floor with a clattering sound.

“Yes, I just want you to teach me a lesson, sir.” Ito Mii was not afraid at all. Instead, she twisted her body and wrapped her around Alpha’s neck like a beautiful snake. Her eyes were hazy and full of temptation.

Alpha gazed at the beauty in his arms, a flame igniting in his eyes. At this moment, he needed no words.

After a period of intense and turbulent activity, the tent finally returned to calm.

Alpha straightened his clothes, looked at the languidly beautiful woman in his arms, and his eyes turned cold and deep again.

Alpha spoke slowly, issuing his true command: "Listen, Meiyi. Your next task is to infiltrate the heart of the Ottoman Empire. I want you to use every means at your disposal—money, beauty, intrigue… to make those high and mighty nobles completely indulge in a life of debauchery and decadence. I want to corrupt and disintegrate this vast empire from within."

Alpha knew very well that the external wars would only make the Ottoman Empire more united and cohesive, and with his current strength, he was not yet able to confront it head-on.

The best strategy is to break through from within.

"So, what reward will you give me for doing this, Lord Alpha?" Ito Mii clung tightly to Alpha, pleading sweetly, but her eyes gleamed with the flames of revenge.

Alpha looked at her and said, word by word, "After this mission is completed, I will personally arrange the most powerful fleet for you. You can follow the fleet to the East to fulfill your revenge and do whatever you want. I will give you everything you desire."

Alpha knew about Mei Yi's deep-seated hatred for her Eastern homeland, which was the best weapon he could use.

“Okay! It’s a deal!” Ito Mii’s eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

Ito Mii pressed herself even closer to Alpha, her breath sweet as orchids in his ear, and made a solemn vow: "Lord Alpha, just you wait and see. I will make those Ottoman nobles know what it truly means to die on the Blue Bridge, to have no place to be buried."

After seeing Mii Ito off, it was already broad daylight.

The golden rays of dawn shone on every corner of the camp, but could not dispel the weariness and emptiness in Alpha's heart caused by the previous night's indulgence.

The twin sisters, Bright Moon and Stars, have always been intelligent, quick-witted, and very tactful.

At night, they listened to the intermittent, decadent music coming from inside Alpha's tent from afar, and tacitly waved away all the servants and messengers who tried to approach.

They knew that at this moment, what Lord Alpha needed least was to be disturbed.

However, the tranquility did not last long.

Just as Alpha finished bathing and changing and was about to have breakfast, an unusually chilling atmosphere came from outside the tent.

Immediately afterwards, Athena's tall and heroic figure strode in.

Athena's expression was more solemn than ever before, even carrying a hint of undisguised awe.

“Alpha Knight, three important figures have arrived outside. Be careful.” Athena’s voice was low and cautious.

Alpha raised an eyebrow. If the Golden Knight was so on edge, the newcomer must be someone of great importance.

Alpha put down his cutlery and said casually, "Oh? Who is he?"

Before the words were even finished, four figures had already silently appeared in Alpha's line of sight.

Leading the way was not Athena or any of her attendants, but a Grand Knight Commander clad in magnificent silver armor, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

The two people behind him also exuded unfathomable auras, each radiating a chilling sense of oppression.

Alpha's heart sank.

These four people, including his immediate superior Athena, are people he absolutely cannot afford to offend at the moment.

They are the messengers of the Holy See, who could bring about annihilation with the slightest misstep!

Even the proud Golden Knight Athena beside him could only play the role of an insignificant follower in front of these four.

Alpha's mind raced, anticipating that the Vatican would eventually send someone to investigate his background.

But to his utter surprise, the other party reacted so quickly that he didn't have a single moment to prepare.

"Quickly! Prepare the highest-standard meeting tent, without the slightest delay!" Alpha immediately whispered to Bright Moon and Stars.

The two sisters understood each other perfectly and quickly led everyone to a separate, soundproof tent that had been prepared beforehand.

After all, the existence of these four "messengers of God" and the purpose of their trip are top secrets that must never be made public.

Inside the tent, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

The four papal envoys stood like four cold statues, silently scrutinizing Alpha.

Faced with this suffocating silence, Alpha took a deep breath and broke the deadlock.

Alpha's face was filled with the most sincere respect: "It is my greatest honor that you, esteemed envoys, have come from afar. May I ask what brings you here?"

The leading Grand Knight Commander had eyes as sharp as lightning, as if he could see right through people's hearts.

He spoke slowly, his voice like the scraping of metal, cold and devoid of any emotion: "I am Grand Knight Commander Achilles. I possess the 'Ring of Lies,' which can discern all truth and falsehood in the world. Alpha, if you dare to utter a single lie before the gods, divine punishment will befall you, making your life a living hell."

"Yes, Commander Knight." Alpha lowered his head respectfully, but his eyes were quickly scanning the other three out of the corner of his eye.

Especially the one standing on the left, judging from Athena's slightly nervous expression, Alpha could tell that the person's background was probably not simple either.

Four people came.

This lineup is ridiculously luxurious.

If it were just for Alpha alone, sending a Grand Knight would already be a huge honor; there would be no need for such a grand mobilization.

Therefore, the purpose of the other party's trip was probably not just to test him.

Rather, it harbors a far more profound scheme, one that even Alpha cannot yet fathom.

"Tell me, have you betrayed the Church and sided with heretics?"