This is a story, about belief and justice.
That day, Sagrado burst into cheers. After the sword was discarded, a voice shouted loudly in the middle of the battlefield filled with corpses and broken armor.
"The Holy War is ending! The Third Holy War is ending now!"
(This article talks about the relationship between the Church of Knights and the heresy. In fact, this article also has some emotional lines, but the person the male protagonist likes died before long, so I can only choose no cp. Anyway, it is not about love. This story is pure bullshit. Don't tell me about unreasonable or wrong historical periods. There are no heretics in a harmonious society! By the way, relatives and friends will write a twin beauty version of this, you can use the umbilical cord)