I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

"Well, how are your children's fighting abilities? I can't sense their abilities. Is it because they are simply made up of magic power?"

"Yes," Raziel nodded. "Their power comes from the spellbook, but its essence comes from me. The spellbook acts more like an amplifier. So their power is similar to mine, um, at the level of the ethereal."

This kind of clone thing is very interesting, Claire thought. She carefully observed the elves and felt the magical fluctuations in them similar to Raziel's.

"I don't find it interesting. I always feel that the appearance of this kind of artificial human violates some kind of taboo."

Xila frowned and waved the whip in her hand, looking a little uneasy.

Arya was very interested, patting the big dog's head and smiling happily.

Raziel tilted her head, not understanding Sheila's concerns. In reality, for a magician, challenging taboos was their favorite thing.

The legendary demon god can resurrect life, create matter, and even turn back time.

Her tricks are nothing.

Besides, she had created the artificial elves for the purpose of having some companionship when traveling. Ever since she became a magician, she had always been alone, always feeling a sense of loneliness deep down.

Claire patted Sheila's shoulder gently and said with a smile:

"Isn't this a good thing? Don't you see that little Loli is cute?"

The knight named Vita didn't seem to understand the word cute, but seemed to hear Claire's teasing tone and pouted in dissatisfaction.

As night falls, the surroundings are gradually shrouded in darkness.

Ahead of the team is the town of Keschi, which is almost the border area. After passing Keschi Town, we will reach Harlan.

The problem is, they had a smooth journey all the way. Could it be that the church was planning a big move and sending troops to capture them?

Keschi Town is located in the border area and is an ancient and mysterious town.

Its history dates back thousands of years and it was once a busy trading center, but over time it became a quiet and remote place.

While Keschi appears peaceful on the surface, it is actually a strategic location, especially during times of unrest. Surrounded by dense forests and mountains, the town offers natural barriers and hidden paths. As such, it has become a haven for fugitives and rebels, while also attracting the attention of trackers and treasure hunters.

However, recently due to the war, the armies of most countries are stationed here.

"Hurry, Bruce, go to that town and find out what's going on."

The pockmarked knight saluted and disappeared.

Claire sighed, "Finally, I can live a life where I don't have to do anything myself."

This is a knight who has just entered the sacred level and is now under his control.

Among these one hundred knights, Bruce is at the Saint level, the other ten or so are at the Void level, and the rest are at the Divine level or below.

As long as there is enough time, this holy light secret technique will be enough to turn this army into the strongest knight order in the world.

Raziel and Xila's strength has also reached SS level, which is the sacred level, in recent days.

Coupled with his strength comparable to the SSS level, who else in the world can stop him?

Bruce moved skillfully through the dense forest, his footsteps so light that they made almost no sound.

There are not only enemy soldiers in the town, but also many spies operating secretly.

As the night deepened, the town of Keschi seemed exceptionally quiet under the bright moonlight.

Knight Bruce quietly sneaked into an abandoned farmhouse on the edge of town and observed the movements in the town from the window. He saw soldiers patrolling the streets, heard orders coming from afar, and even smelled the faint smell of smoke rising from the camp.

"It seems the defense here is tighter than we thought,"

Bruce thought, his identity should not be exposed yet?

No, it would definitely be exposed, after all, Claire had promoted it so loudly before.

He continued to approach the center of the town, and when he passed a small square, he noticed several soldiers gathered together and talking in low voices. He crouched in the dark, listening carefully.

"Have you heard? A group of Holy Knights have joined the magician and are planning to go to Harlan." A hoarse voice said.

"It's said there's a terrifying divine being who defeated the Sword Saint who protects the nation," another voice replied. "If they came to us, what would we do? In front of such a powerful being, the number of us is nothing but food."

Well, the dialogue between low-level soldiers is so plain and simple.

Then the soldier said, "We have tens of thousands of knights here. As long as we are not allowed to lead the charge, everything will be fine."

"Nonsense. Would a knight lead the charge? If anyone wants to be cannon fodder, it's us soldiers!"

After a while, the soldiers dispersed and Bruce quietly followed one of them and found that he entered a seemingly ordinary house.

Bruce waited outside the window for a while, and after making sure that there was no one else inside, he gently pushed the door open and walked in.

"Who are you?" The soldier in the room obviously didn't expect that someone would follow him, and immediately drew his dagger and pointed it at Bruce.

However, the soldier was just a weakling who had just awakened his spirit. Before he could make any move, Bruce sealed his facial features with holy light shackles. The soldier's eyes were wide open, filled with fear and powerlessness.

Bruce quickly subdued the soldier and carefully led him out of town, along a hidden path deep into the forest. Along the way, Bruce looked back from time to time to make sure he was not being followed.

About half an hour later, in a remote corner outside the town.

"Sir, I have captured a soldier."

Claire nodded and ordered the other knights to place the captive on a wooden chair, tie him up securely with ropes, and then remove the Holy Light shackles.

The soldier regained the freedom of his facial features, but was still unable to move. He looked at Claire and the others in horror, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

It's over now.

The unfortunate soldier had a sad face, knowing that he probably wouldn't survive.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. As long as you answer my questions truthfully, we will let you go."

"Can we trust what the magician says?" the soldier asked tremblingly.

Claire said, "You don't have a choice."

Answer or die immediately. If you answer, there is still a glimmer of hope.

The soldier swallowed and said, "Ask me anything you want, and I will tell you everything I know."

"Tell me, what is your plan?" she whispered.

"Our spies knew the Master Magician was coming, so the main force was stationed east of the town waiting... and an elite force is hiding in the forest to the north..."

Xila asked, "Why don't you lead your army to come to us?"