"Once the city walls are repaired, it'll be our turn to return the favor to the Rebel Army… Ralph, where is Marshall now?"

After expressing his plans, Alfred began to inquire about Marshall's location.

"I've already sent Marshall to the Church. Although the Church won't directly participate in the war, they won't refuse the injured sent to them."

Ralph responded.

"Understood. I'll go check on Marshall."

Alfred nodded, then rushed alone to the Church of Heavenly Light in Baker City. Soon, his figure stood before the Church's main entrance.

Alfred did not rudely charge into the Church, relying on his strength. Instead, he slowed his pace and walked in at a normal person's speed. Even he dared not show the slightest disrespect to a true God.

After politely inquiring, Alfred was led by a nun to a sickroom.

At this time, rows of injured soldiers lay in the sickroom, and the clergy in the Church were diligently treating these injured with divine arts and herbs.

"Lord Alfred, please forgive my lack of a proper welcome."

The nun did not recognize Alfred, but as a pastor, Matthew was naturally familiar with this legendary existence of the Hartwin Kingdom, so he immediately stepped forward to salute him upon seeing him.

"Bishop Matthew, there's no need for such formality. I'm just here to check on the condition of our injured soldiers and will leave soon. There's no need to trouble Bishop Matthew with Reception."

Alfred smiled.

"Then I won't disturb you."

With that, Matthew turned to continue treating the injured. He heard that Alfred did not want him to follow, so he naturally would not make a fool of himself.

Although he was called a bishop, his 'bishop' referred to being in charge of a church, not that he was a 'bishop-level' pastor.

Therefore, staying near such a legendary existence was still very stressful.

Moreover, the Rebel Army also had a true 'bishop' join them, which made the position of the church in Baker City seem a bit awkward.

The Church could stay out of this war, but these local churches could not completely remain aloof. He also did not know what choice he should make.

Therefore, it was better to maintain a certain distance from both sides.

After Matthew left, Alfred walked to Marshall's sickbed. Although he was a general, he did not seem to receive much preferential treatment in the Church.

Sensing a presence approaching, Marshall opened his left eye and, seeing Alfred, tried to get up to salute, but Alfred stopped him with a gesture.

"How are you?"

Alfred asked.

"Much better. Although my body is still very weak, the internal injuries are recovering quickly. It's just that my right eye was completely destroyed… it's completely blind."

Marshall slowly described his condition. When he spoke of the fact that his right eye was completely blind, his voice wavered slightly, but he still managed to remain calm.

"Don't worry, there are many ways to restore your right eye's vision, and you can even implant a 'Magic Eye.' If you want, I can talk to Holmes about it."

"There's no need to trouble Liens. I want to keep it to remind me to remember this lesson."

Marshall placed his hand over his right eye, silently feeling the darkness, then shook his head, refusing Alfred's offer.

Losing one eye would affect his strength, but since he wasn't completely blind, he could adapt and return to his former strength.

However, what shamed him more than the impact of blindness was the fact that he was easily defeated by Lucrezia. He would use this eye to remind himself of this humiliation.

Alfred saw the determination on Marshall's face, knew he had made up his mind, and did not continue the topic, instead asking the question he cared about most.

"Marshall, who unleashed that attack?"

Upon hearing this, Marshall's expression became tense, his pupils seemed to lose focus and became scattered, seemingly facing Alfred, but his gaze seemed to return to the ruins of that city gate.

After a while, he responded to Alfred in a slightly trembling voice:

"He… he felt… not human."

…

The next day.

Because of Liens's reminder, Lucrezia and the others did not enter Baker City again, but constantly monitored the movements there through remote magic.

They only stopped their magic when they received a message from Balder.

After a day of forced march, the Rebel Army had reached Patridge City, which meant their operation was complete, and they could withdraw.

Donahue walked towards Liens, who had been meditating for a day, preparing to wake him. However, before he could get close, Liens had already opened his eyes and looked at him.

Donahue's foot, which was about to step forward, stopped at this moment, and his expression became a little stiff.

Just now, he seemed to feel the gaze of countless people from Liens's eyes, as if countless figures were standing behind Liens, making one feel a chill.

However, this feeling disappeared in an instant, making him wonder if he had experienced an illusion.

"You also noticed something unusual about Liens? Ever since we met again, I've faintly sensed a divine aura around him."

Priest Adihawk patted Donahue's shoulder, reminding him to come back to his senses, and at the same time, spoke to him telepathically.

"God?"

Upon hearing this, Donahue murmured in his heart, and his vigilance increased a few points. He knew that the 'God' Adihawk spoke of was not the God of Absolute Fairness Elthorp.

Although the Rebel Army relied on Elthorp's help, it did not mean they would treat other evil gods equally. In fact, some of them remained wary of Elthorp.

Everyone was familiar with the stories of evil gods, and the actions of cults were even more evident.

If it weren't for the Rebel Army genuinely needing help, and if the actions of the Heavenly Balance Church weren't truly different from ordinary cults, they would never have considered cooperating with an evil God.

This was not only because of the potential corruption from the evil God itself, but more importantly, the views of the Four Great Powers.

It could be said that only when Isabelle joined the Rebel Army did some of them begin to relax their guard against the Heavenly Balance Church.

Just as Donahue was thinking about what impact it would have on the Rebel Army if Liens really had a problem, a detached voice interrupted his thoughts.

"You don't need to overthink it. I haven't been possessed by any evil God or Old God. The anomaly you feel around me is just a manifestation of my inability to fully suppress the power within my body."

Liens stood up and calmly explained.

He could sense the tension in the hearts of others. The slight leakage of aura just now made them somewhat suspicious of his identity.

The only exception was Lucrezia; she seemed to have always trusted him, but that didn't mean she truly believed him.

Emotions are signals of inner feelings, but some people can manipulate them at will.

"Alright, everyone, stop looking at Liens strangely. I firmly believe Liens will not harm the Rebel Army."

"Balder sent word that our army has reached Patridge and is building defenses. There's no sign of Baker City sending troops for now, so we should go back and help."

After Liens explained, Lucrezia immediately stepped forward to vouch for him, while also reminding the others that they had important matters to attend to.

"Why are you all standing around? Let's go, the sooner we get back, the sooner we might even make it for lunch… I wonder if my little girl is waiting for me to come home for dinner?"

Donahue revealed a hearty smile, laughing at everyone, using his cheerful words to ease the atmosphere.

He ultimately chose to trust Liens and Lucrezia.

"Now that you mention it, I also miss my son a bit. I wonder if he's practicing his sword diligently at home? If he can have half of Liens's strength in the future, I'll be content."

"Oh, by the way, Brother Donahue, are you interested in becoming in-laws? My boy is quite good, just like me."

Cruz followed up.

"Get lost, you're still coveting my precious girl."

"Don't be like that, I think my idea is pretty good. We're comrades, and if we can become in-laws, it'll be even closer."

"Go away!"

The playful conversation between the two men broke the tense atmosphere, instantly enlivening the surroundings. Smiles appeared on the faces of the others, and everything seemed to return to normal.