Chapter 633: Military Organization - Weilin Wants to Be a Rat

"In this holy war, the Northern Issi Kingdom will be the main attacker and will land in the north of the Northern Mil Empire. Our Ilia Kingdom will be the main attacker and the first target country will be the Ansa Kingdom."

Many nobles looked at the map, some with shining eyes, some with their heads down in deep thought, and some were daydreaming.

"During the war, logistics will be borne by the Life Church."

"..."

With the explanation of Saint Anastasia, everyone gradually understood the mission of this expedition.

Weilin sat below and listened carefully. No matter whether the content was boring or not, he still had to have the minimum attitude.

Two hours later, Saint Anastasia finished her presentation, tendered her resignation to the other three legends, and left the meeting room.

For Saint Anastasia, the purpose of her trip had been achieved. What followed was a discussion on military matters. As the Saint of the Church of Life, she did not understand these matters and would not be of any use if she stayed.

In addition, she also had to meet with the Crusaders from the Church of Life in the world of Valkham. Although the Ilia Expeditionary Corps positioned these two million Crusaders as cannon fodder and logistics troops, for her, these were all brave warriors who responded to the Goddess of Life. It was reasonable for her to meet them in person.

When the figure of Saint Anastasia disappeared from sight, the atmosphere of the entire meeting suddenly became solemn.

The Duke of Moravia slowly opened his eyes and scanned the entire room. A suffocating pressure weighed heavily on the nobles present, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"Duke of East, it's your turn to preside over the meeting."

"Okay, leave it to me from now on." Duke East nodded in response and signaled Bradley with his eyes to close the photo stone.

Upon seeing this, everyone straightened their backs and became fully alert.

The next topic concerns the organization of the army, and they cannot afford to slack off in the slightest.

"I will be the leader of the expeditionary corps, the Duke of Moravia will be the chief mage, and Mr. Bradley will be the deputy leader."

"Within three months, the expeditionary corps will be organized into four corps, each with a force ranging from 150,000 to 200,000 troops."

"Appoint Marquis Vernal Caedelion as the commander of the First Legion of the Expeditionary Corps, and Marquis Kailas Alfred as the deputy commander of the First Legion of the Expeditionary Corps."

"appointment……"

"..."

"Appoint Marquis Copperfield Rottenend as the commander of the Fourth Legion of the Expeditionary Corps, and Countess Mialy Akers as the deputy commander of the Fourth Legion of the Expeditionary Corps."

"The First Legion has five armies under its command, and they are appointed..."

"..."

Verin stared at the Duke of East and listened carefully to the commanders of the troops.

Fifteen minutes later, the appointments of the generals of the Fourth Legion began to be read out.

"The Fourth Legion has six armies under its command. Viscount Verin Aix is ​​appointed as the commander of the Fifteenth Army and concurrently the deputy director of the Logistics Department."

Upon hearing his appointment, Weilin was a little confused. It was expected that he would become the head of an army, but why would he be the deputy minister of logistics?

After being stunned for a moment, Weilin came to his senses and couldn't help but look at his grandfather. He found that the other party was looking at him with a faint smile on his face.

"Appoint Count Russell Kurisko as commander of the 18th Army."

"..."

"The appointment has been read out."

Two hours later, Duke East analyzed the battle situation and warned the commanders of each unit not to discriminate against the Crusaders from the world of Valkham.

All the nobles present heard this and kept it in mind.

"I declare this meeting dissolved."

When the meeting ended, the Duke of Moravia disappeared from the meeting room, and Verin disappeared with him.

When everyone present saw this, they pretended not to see anything and left the meeting room in groups of three or four.

In the central tent of the Ades military camp, Weilin was just about to go look for his great aunt, but when he opened and closed his eyes, his grandfather appeared in front of him.

Looking around, I realized where I was.

"Grandpa, I understand being the head of an army, but why did I become the deputy director of the logistics department? Shouldn't that position be held by someone from the church?" Weilin couldn't help but ask as he looked at his grandfather.

Upon seeing this, the Duke of Moravia motioned for his grandson to sit down first, and then explained: "Your appointment as the Deputy Minister of Logistics has nothing to do with me. This is the decision made by Saint Anastasia."

"Saint Anastasia, I am not familiar with her. Why would she do this?"

Weilin was full of questions. Could it be that the other party had taken a fancy to him? But weren't saints holy beings, the spokesmen of gods in the material world, beings that could not be desecrated?

"I have already asked Saint Anastasia for you. You are only a figurehead as the deputy director of logistics. You don't need to actually participate in management. You can go to the logistics department to get the war reserve materials directly. You don't need to go through the process with your aunt. As for why she asked you to be the deputy director of logistics, she didn't tell me the reason."

Upon hearing this, Weilin's eyes revealed a hint of cunning, and he muttered softly, "Saint Lady, aren't you afraid that I will become a rat?"

The Duke of Moravia looked strange and said, "Be a rat? If you have the ability to be a rat, I will look up to you."

"Is it not possible?" Weilin looked puzzled and couldn't help asking, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

"The Logistics Department will be fully taken over by the Inquisition of the Church of Life after the start of the Holy War of Faith. You are a group of people who only care about rules and not mercy. If you get caught, don't say you are my grandson. I can't afford to lose this person." There was a hint of ridicule and warning in the Duke of Moravia's voice.

After hearing his grandfather's words, Weilin immediately gave up the idea of ​​becoming a "rat".

In order to prevent the nobles from corruption, the Church of Life has taken great pains and even sent out the Knights of Judgment.

"Give."

The Duke of Moravia took out three fruits from the space equipment and presented them to Weilin.

Looking at the fruit floating in front of him, Weilin felt that it looked familiar. With a hint of doubt and curiosity in his eyes, he asked tentatively, "Grandpa, this can't be a golden apple, right?"

The Duke of Moravia nodded and explained, "This is indeed the golden apple. Your father asked me to bring it to you. It is their gift for you to become a Soul Knight."

Weilin felt a little emotional and put the three golden apples in front of him into the space ring.

It seems that my father was severely beaten by my grandfather. I'd better not think about going back for the time being. It won't be too late to go back after I break through to the intermediate level of Soul Knight. At that time, I can knock my father down with one hand. It's exciting to imagine.

Looking at Weilin's expression, the Duke of Moravia was very satisfied, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. This kid was usually a little unreliable, but he was still very respectful to his parents.