On July 11, 1444, at about 9 a.m., the funeral of the martyrs of the Qiming Town militia who died in the battle of Besarius was held at the Qiming Town Martyrs Cemetery.
This is a gentle slope with higher terrain, and white stone monuments stand one after another among the green grass. The lawn is very neatly trimmed, and the fresh smell of grass leaves makes people calm. Poplars and maples make rustling sounds in the distance.
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On the gentle slope surrounded by green grass and tree shades, names are engraved on the marble walls.
The top of the stone wall is engraved with the words "Tomb of Qiming Heroes and Martyrs". Here are the martyrs who died in the construction and defense of Qiming Town.
The flags of the fist and the morning star were lowered to half, and Roland got off the horse far away and walked slowly to the tomb of the heroes and martyrs surrounded by green grass. The soldiers paid tribute to him and asked him to preside over the funeral. During the battle with Besarius
The 22 artillerymen who died and two civilian husbands who died in a transportation accident on the way will be buried here.
Griffith and everyone came to attend today's funeral. If it were not for these brave soldiers, he would be the one who is buried in the ground. An officer in simple clothes but with a majestic expression stood up and read loudly the name of the hero and his life story.
Deeds. Most of the soldiers who died in the battle were sacrificed by Besarius' magical counterattack, and many of their bodies were never recovered.
Sonia felt that her throat was interfering and she could not speak. She did not know any of the soldiers or civilian husbands who died, but she felt a deep sadness and sadness, as if someone was tightening her throat.
Hundreds of residents of the town gathered together and mourned in a low voice. There was no sad music, no chants and prayers from priests and priests. The bugler blew a tearful sound, and as the sound of the trumpet sounded, the people mourned.
The mourning crowd also fell silent.
Roland's phalanx soldiers sent out a squadron, wearing clean starched gray military uniforms. They walked in a solemn and slow goose step, holding up their spears and muskets. As the trumpets stopped, the soldiers slowly unfolded in response to the drumbeats.
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The pikemen were divided into two columns on the left and right, staggering above them with their gleaming spears raised, while the other two lined up horizontally with their matchlocks.
The military drum beat slowly, and twenty-four horses pulled twelve black carriages slowly passing under the forest of guns. Two simple coffins were placed on each vehicle. Amidst the solemn and slow drum beat, the horses' hooves beat.
The road is paved with stone slabs. Sad and full of respect, admiration and moved emotions surge in people's hearts. Nothing can better reflect the mourning and sorrow than all this, and the solemn atmosphere is almost suffocating.
As the coffin was slowly lowered into the grave, an officer shouted:
"Raise the gun and let go!"
The arquebus soldiers lined up raised their guns and fired into the air at the same time. The dense gunshots and white smoke lingered above the grass. Griffith took off his helmet, and Rana drew his sword and saluted the buried soldiers.
There was silence all around. In the silence, the trumpeter blew the lights-out horn slowly. As the 24 syllables were slowly played, all the girls present started to cry.
The ceremony was very brief, the coffin began to be covered with earth, and the soldiers present filed away. Roland stood aside with a solemn face, looking at his soldiers, and sighed softly.
"Are the war dead good friends of Knight Roland?" Fiona asked, wiping her tears.
"No, they are all ordinary militiamen and sergeants." Lana said in a low voice.
"Ah, why?" Fiona asked almost subconsciously. Such a solemn ceremony was attended by the lord and the lord's noble guests. How could they not be noble figures or friends?
Griffith glanced at her, but soon realized that there was no need to explain. Because in the story, the romantic knight became a bald uncle and was disillusioned. He had been sulking and had been sarcastic about Roland's Fiona since they met.
Sounded.
After the victory in the Battle of Verona, she hurriedly left with everyone. She was sure that the family and the government would properly handle these soldiers, pay bonuses as agreed, collect the war dead, and take care of their families.
At this moment, she bit her lip and said nothing.
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"Besarius was once an upright and wise purifier of elves. But he was already occupied by other beings at the beginning of the spread of mutated pollution, and his consciousness has long since died. The one you encountered and fought underground is
An existence sleeping underground.
"When you first came to the swamp, you saw the twisted aura. The mutated beasts came from ancient mysterious creatures underground. After you went to the ruins, I found a clue from the remains of the mutated creatures and tried to find you at the ruins. But.
, when I arrived, the entrance had collapsed.
"I asked Ty Nephes for help and received powerful divination assistance, so I arranged an ambush in advance to meet you. Since then, I have been planning to fight against them."
Knight Roland said to the inspection team that returned to Qiming Town. He looked out the window, and on the table at his hand were Besarius's war blade, dice and the remaining extraordinary characteristics.
Everyone looked at him in silence. Suddenly, Galadia stood up and said, "Knight Roland, didn't my people send someone to help? Where is my cousin?"
"She came, but she had a quarrel with me and went back," Roland shrugged. "However, even if she and I don't take action, there will be more powerful people to support you."
Sonia asked: "What exactly is the Lord of Dreams underground? An evil god?"
"Hey, little girl, you'd better not know. Curiosity is the easiest way to touch the tentacles of evil, and there are endless evil conspiracies. What can you do if you know?" Roland said, "This is a common thing. In the past, there are endless evil conspiracies.
This has been a common occurrence for more than ten years."
The leader of Qiming Town stood up and opened the door to everyone:
"Will one brave person after another brave person, taking risks and trying to cleanse the evil again and again, succeed?
"How are the stories of each brave man different? Mysteries remain forever, and has the soil that breeds evil changed? I have long been tired of the work of eliminating them one after another.
"Come, young friends, I will show you around."
Everyone followed Roland through the woods. Under the chrysanthemum red dusk, the lights on the riverside in the distance were brightly lit, like stars falling on the ground. The tall chimneys sprayed out a bunch of sparks from time to time towards the gradually falling dark sky, like a festive star.
Fireworks. The hoarse and monotonous sound of steam, the roar of huge buckets and levers, and the intermittent sharp sounds of winches.
There were loud clanking sounds and the squeaking sounds of sawing wood.
At dusk, a giant beast was waking up. Its huge body was crawling between the hills and the river, breathing clouds and mist with its steel lungs.
Griffith's eyes flashed with surprise and admiration. He turned around and found that everyone was impressed by the sight they had never seen before, silently staring at this terrifying beast made of metal, wood, coal, masonry and strange components.
A monster composed of...
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Roland smiled, "This is it,
"my choice."
"This is your power to fight against evil, isn't it?" Sonia said with admiration, "Thank you for your generosity, we will keep all this secret."
"Keep the secret strictly? No, little girl, no need," Roland said with a smile, "I have spread the secret. Soon, the whole world will be impressed and penetrated by this power, and then become irreversibly intoxicated. Civilization will eventually
Everyone will benefit from this.”
Under the gaze of everyone, Roland turned around:
"This is my, Roland's way of being a brave man.
"After all, I am only a human body. When my friends and comrades-in-arms leave me, and time passes, sooner or later I will be unable to do anything to the demon king who can never be killed.
"However, my true inheritance will be to put down the armor and banners, leave the glorious temple, put on common clothes and go to the world.
"Look, everyone,
"At that time, the world will be our temple, and the temple will become a prison for the devil's disciples."
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According to the people in the town, the strange mutated atmosphere of Tulan Swamp is dissipating. They are like frightened animals, quietly hiding deep underground.
To celebrate the victory of the battle, the town will hold a party for the militiamen who participated in the battle. Everyone must mourn for the fallen soldiers, but the living must muster up courage and find happiness.
The three girls from Homemon Watts were determined to sing a song for everyone. Although there were no suitable jewelry here, they put on long white dresses and garlands, which made everyone in Qimin Town very happy.
Griffith and Roland sat together. The knight looked at the girls on stage and commented softly: "Not bad, but they must wear plaid skirts."
"Platform skirt?" Griffith asked in surprise.
Roland continued: "Yes, a short skirt that is at least ten centimeters above the knee. The color should be bright, and it would be better if paired with a white shirt and a plaid tie of the same color."
Tsk, you idiot! Griffith exclaimed in his heart. How could Galadia be allowed to stand on stage wearing such a short skirt, unless I was the only one in the audience!
Roland then made some weird comments, like how everyone should have different hairstyles, different idioms, aura and personality, etc., as if he knew it very well. He rambled on endlessly, sounding very picky.
, but his eyes were sparkling, and one could tell at a glance that he was extremely happy. Griffith pressed his head, and Safety didn't know how to proceed.
At this time, the girls started. Fiona stood up first and said to the audience: "We dedicate this song - "One Light" to the Knights of Roland and the heroes of Qimin Town."
Roland nodded calmly in the audience, and muttered a few comments, saying that the title of the song was good and so on. However, when the song started, he suddenly lost his words.
"The soul that meets you is unique,
"It was never a mistake,
"Because we all hold the same dream,
"Contemplating our divergent paths,
"Lift up the abandoned longing again,
“Forward in the wilderness!”
This is a new song reserved for the Frost Festival in Homemonworth. Fiona, who has always played alto, seems to have switched personalities. She is no longer a countess, but a warrior trekking on adventures. Her singing voice is moving and
It was so powerful that it even suppressed Galadia's high notes, releasing her unruly wildness.
"Whether it's a smile or a tear,
“Lift up what is holy,
"The nameless me and your flag,
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"On the other side of this road that continues with no end in sight,
"The only ray of light!
"It has already shone in thousands of hearts.
"Looking up at the sky and believing
“That morning star shining high in the east—”
This song seemed to have been composed for Roland. Griffith was lost in thought. He seemed to see Roland's past figure, which resonated with his ideals.
"You sighed softly.
"A closed night is like not being tempted,
"Even if my chest hurts so much, I will still move forward——"
The girls' singing voices are sometimes high-pitched, sometimes beautiful and melodious, penetrating the soul and intoxicating everyone.
When Griffith looked at the speechless Roland, he found that his expression was first filled with shock, mixed with dreamy confusion, and then almost crazy ecstasy and emotion, and he even wanted to kneel down.
He looked up at the endless starry sky with no end in sight, and smiled with great satisfaction.
Tears pierced the eyes of the middle-aged knight. Roland, who had been mumbling just now, covered his face and cried uncontrollably next to Griffith:
"Give me back the K group."
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The atmosphere of the party reached its climax with the singing. Even the soldiers on guard in the distance were deeply attracted and could not look away for a moment.
They stood there blankly with muskets and spears on their backs. It wasn't until the song ended that they discovered a girl wrapped in a burqa appeared next to them.
Her whole body was covered by a light blue robe, and only her soft blond hair, delicate mouth corners, and small nose were exposed under the hood. Just like this, the soldiers on guard also believed that there must be a stunningly beautiful girl under the hood.
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The girl didn't know when she appeared next to them, and one step further was the party venue. Although residents were not prohibited from watching, their identities needed to be verified before that.
"Stop," one of the soldiers said. "Please show me your identification."
His attitude is very gentle. After all, what danger can a lovely girl pose?
"I'm just here to take a look from a distance, okay?" the girl asked in a sweet voice.
The soldiers immediately felt guilty for no reason, feeling extremely ashamed and terrified that they had hindered her. They retreated in panic, not daring to cause her any more trouble.
She just looked ahead from a distance, not paying attention to the beautiful singing and beautiful girls on the stage, but searching among the crowd below the stage. Finally, she was delighted to see a familiar figure and stood on tiptoe excitedly.
Tiptoe, reach out subconsciously.
"clang--!"
There was a metal impact behind her, which struck directly into her soul like thunder striking her heart. The ice-blue blade was so sharp that it burned her eyes, and lightning-like light flashed past in the darkness, and then disappeared into the scabbard.
among.
The girl turned around as if she was electrocuted and stared at the shadows in the street behind her.
"Who are you?"
The sword-wielding man heard her question and emerged from the darkness. His momentum was extraordinary, his charm was irresistible but full of arrogance and cruelty: "Sidious Villanoy, Sequence 5 Secret Keeper and
Astral Knight.
"Death as soon as possible, little girl. If you continue to live in this world, you won't even be able to die."