Lafrenia

— To be honest, — Ayrllis seemed a little confused when the Lilyan handed her a self-made questionnaire, — nothing like this was required from you. It would have been enough to just talk about yourself. But, well, this is also a way, — the Kaolian patted the elf on the shoulder encouragingly, — now you are one of us.

*Nods gratefully*

By the way, how did you end up here? — the swordswoman leaned closer and whispered, — Did Raum and the others find a new home somewhere nearby?

The girl clenched her teeth and lowered her gaze.
"I joined the squad specifically to be able to pass on information. But I can't just tell them that! It would be almost like an accusation, and we all suspected that this might happen!"
— I need to write it down in a safe place, — the emotions on the girl's face gradually changed from sadness to anger. — No... No, I'll tell you now.
The report was already thoroughly thought out in her head. All that remained was to copy it onto paper, which she immediately began to do with such fervor that the paper almost caught fire.
"For two weeks, everything was relatively calm. We passed through [place], heading along [place]. After approximately [number] kilometers, we were ambushed by a group of innocent Lafrenia and the true Orion. The cardinal we know is among them. Without warning, without conversation, without giving any opportunity to appeal to their conscience, as it was last time.
The cardinal inspires his soldiers with angry heretical speeches. His warriors, whose heads are devoid of any critical thinking, are subject to a distorted interpretation of the Scriptures and strict discipline, and they fight like madmen. The worst thing is that the warriors with sabers that burn the flesh of Rishi's creation attack first. Salassara, whose help we relied on in this battle, cannot use the power of Mana to help the wounded. The enemy does not hesitate to attack me either, despite my apparent uselessness in battle.
Nolina uses a wall to divide the enemy, but this is not enough. The soldiers on our side are too tired from the journey and too constrained by the need to protect the weak members of the village, the old people and children. The enemy, on the other hand, has no such constraints.
Raum falls one of the first, along with Raven. My mirror doesn't work. Seir is seriously wounded. I also lose consciousness from my wounds.
This was the situation on the battlefield. When I woke up, I was among the people of the Order — it was they who healed me. I assume that the cardinal of the society once again decided to reinforce his lies to the soldiers by healing those whom they consider "people," although Nolina's wounds were too severe.
The people of the Order took me to this city and let me go. What a disgust for Dante, if they considered themselves benefactors at the same time — beating believers in order to release only a small part of them. It is difficult to imagine anything more vile.
In the city, I met a strange Lilyan. She probably thought I was one of the people of the Order, threatened to kill me with a bow, and questioned me. She didn't seem to be in control of the situation. I tried not to reveal important information, only general details, and then I was let go.
The sad outcome is this. The village is destroyed. Those we tried so hard to protect are no longer there.
We need to take measures to prevent this from happening to anyone else."