"What? Those girls went to the front line?"

"Are they crazy? They're just a bunch of level-10 alt accounts. What can they do there?"

"Those Demonized Spiders are at least level-60. All elite monsters are at least level-70 and above. Aren't they sending themselves to their deaths?"

"That's right. I really don't understand what these women are thinking."

The male players continued to watch while expressing their puzzlement over the actions of the female players.

The game had not started for a long time, but the average level of the male players was at least three levels higher than the female players.

If they were the leveling maniacs in the studio, they would be at least five levels higher than the female players.

This was still at the beginning of the season. No one had realized that male players could also accept the 'Imperial Consort Selection' quest. Without the experience and drop rate bonuses, it would be impossible for a male player to accept the 'Imperial Consort Selection' quest.

Even so, the top players were only level 20.

Even the Class Change Quest had not been completed yet.

With the operation of professional players, they could not say that they could disregard the huge level gap of 40 levels to deal with the Demonized Spiders.

After all, it was a game, and everyone depended on the data.

No matter how hot-blooded you were, you would not cause an additional critical hit when fighting monsters.

Under the puzzled gazes of the male players, the army of Priests made up of all female players began to rush to the front line.

At the same time, the private armed forces of the various large clans were also rapidly integrated under the old king's command, rushing to the front line.

They did not even have the chance to get used to each other.

Time did not wait for people. If they waited for everyone to get used to each other and go to the frontlines, there would be fewer deaths.

The frontlines were on the verge of collapse, and they could collapse at any time.

Once the Abyssal Demon Spiders killed their way into the human hinterland, there would be more than one or two civilians who would die or be injured.

In order to protect the civilians, they could only choose to sacrifice the soldiers.

This was the duty of the soldiers.

The old king personally went out of the city to send the army to the front lines.

When he saw the groups of girls who were outside the palace, who were always happy to block Walter, appearing here, even the old king who had lots of experiences was stunned.

"My children, what are you doing?"

"Going to the front lines to protect Prince Walter."

A bold girl replied.

"Nonsense, war is a man's business. Go back quickly!"

The old king said seriously.

Although the transmigrators were not under the king's control, these girls looked like they had just come of age and were at their primes.

Girls at this age should enjoy flowers and love, not war.

As a gentleman, he could not sit idly by.

"His Highness the Prince has already gone to the front line. This war is no longer your business."

"Yes, this is our war."

"Don't worry, grandpa. We are transmigrators. We won't die."

"We are very strong."

The nature of girls made them answer at random, trying to comfort the old king.

When the surrounding soldiers heard the girl's reply, they all stopped in their tracks, took off their helmets, and put one hand on their chests to show their respect.

No matter what the reason was, not running away when danger came, or even taking the initiative to go to the front line to defend their homes, meant respect.

Especially among these girls, there were many children.

Even if it was true as they said, as transmigrators, they would not really die.

However, to run away from danger and fear was a human instinct.

Even these strictly trained soldiers did not have the courage to go to the battlefield before the king forcibly recruited them.

Even those male transmigrators who were usually very active were hiding in the city at this time, drinking.

They did not see a single person go to the battlefield.

Compared to these girls who were as young as flowers, the soldiers were ashamed and admired them.

They knew that they were no match for the king, but they still chose to go without hesitation.

Whether it was for love or for the sake of righteousness, they were equally worthy of respect.

The soldiers bowed and left silently.

In the silence, a new power seemed to be born.

"Bless you, my children."

"May the glory of God shine on you forever."

The old king placed his hand on his chest and bowed to the girls and gave them his blessings.

This was the same treatment as the soldiers just now.

"May the light be with you, Your Majesty."

The girls returned the greeting with laughter. As Priests, it was a wonderful experience for them to be blessed by others.

With these girls walking with them, the atmosphere along the way was no longer dull.

Although the warriors would not take the initiative to chat with the girls, listening to their crisp orioles-like voices and seeing their pure smiles as if they were springs in the mountains made their entire bodies more relaxed.

The girls buffed each other to save energy.

They also carefully cast Ranged Divine Spells to envelop the warriors.

"Glory is my life!"

"Courage."

"Sacrifice."

"Fearlessness."

"Endurance."

...

All kinds of buffs flashed like neon lights, covering the warriors' entire bodies.

The scene was even a little extravagant.

Priests could only choose one Divine Spell at a time, and there were a total of 12 Divine Spells, known as the 12 Gospels.

Even the pope could not perform all 12 Gospels.

Training a Priest not only required a lot of time, energy, and money, but it also required a certain amount of talent.

Even in the Holy See, there were not many priests.

All Priests practiced step-by-step, and the Divine Spells they chose were the most practical and helpful.

In the Holy See, only a few Priests could master the less important Divine Spells, such as Poison Prevention and Fatigue Relieving.

These Priests were marginal figures, and they only learned them in case of emergencies.

The female players could freely add points, so it was easy for them to change their Classes to Priests.

Moreover, they learned the Divine Spells based on their personal preferences.

If ten people formed a team, of course, they could not learn it repeatedly, so they could learn all kinds of Divine Spells even though their levels were not high.

The warriors unexpectedly gathered the 12 gospels and enjoyed the additional blessing of the angels. They were so excited that tears streamed down their faces, and they shouted 'miracle'. Their morale was greatly boosted.

The girls did not think much of it. They blessed each other every day, so they did not feel much about the so-called angel blessing.

It was just an extra layer of buffs, and their bodies felt a little warm.

At this time, the girls formed an army of Priests and soldiers to march together. The soldiers spontaneously saluted the girls, and the video of the old king saluting the girls and sending their blessings was taken by a passer-by and began to circulate on the internet.

The caption stated, 'Women are not inferior to men, protect the country, you and I are together'.

One of the most liked sentences was the girls saying, "His Highness had joined the war, so this is now our war."

This was the only video that was not sent by the female player herself.

It was also the video that received the highest number of likes and comments from the outside world.

Previously, the girls had chased after their idol crazily and in a way that was close to showing off, causing some outsiders to feel disgusted.

This time, however, it made people unable to hold back their tears.

For the sake of love, even if it was chasing after their idol, how could people dislike a girl who was willing to risk everything and throw herself into the fire?!