On the fifth day after Rhodes returned from the front line, the Black Tide officially ended.
According to the report of the Survey Corps, the main front of the Kuroshio has turned southwest, and the aftermath no longer sweeps across Trorian.
Lister, the commander of the Survey Corps, personally reported the news to the Supreme Council.
Since then, the four-month Kuroshio Campaign has ended.
The soldiers who fought bloody battles on the front line for four months can finally return to the royal city.
People who have spent hundreds of days in darkness will finally usher in the first Sun Festival in the year 1325 of the Tesrivian Gregorian calendar.
News of the festival has already spread through offices in various neighborhoods.
Keeping an eye on the date and weather is a Trollian instinct.
Everyone is looking forward to it, and the restless atmosphere permeates the entire royal city.
On this day, before night has passed and morning has not yet arrived, the Sun Festival has already demonstrated its power.
The light of the holy fire is bright, and the black mist that has shrouded the royal city all year round is as light as smoke.
The streets, which are usually deserted except for the patrolling watch team, are already full of people. Civilians are saying hello with smiles on their faces, busy with various trivial household chores, and discussing the upcoming celebration.
Volunteers organized by major affairs offices cleaned the streets and alleys, painted old houses with new paint, and decorated the main roads with flowers and silk.
The girls sprinkled the fragrant water into the sky, bringing a strong atmosphere to the celebration.
When the clock points to morning time, the sun, which has been away for hundreds of days, rises from the east. Thousands of golden rays of light cross the mountain peaks and shine on countless residents and houses under the high walls.
Everyone is bathed in this golden brilliance, the sky becomes vaster than ever before, high white clouds swim in the light blue ocean, light travels freely through the pure space, a clear breeze blows in the face, and the emotions accumulated in the heart are
Panic, distress, anxiety, and boredom all disappeared at this moment.
People who had been suffering in the darkness for hundreds of days finally waited for this day. They were immersed in this sacred scene, with only peace in their hearts, and their souls were purified in the light.
I don't know how long it took before a cheering sound rang out in the royal city. It was like sparks falling into a powder keg, and the sudden burst of cheers instantly drowned the entire royal city.
And when their king led all the big shots down from the upper city, the cheers reached an unprecedented climax.
The king wore a gold and white royal robe covered with flame patterns, and a gold crown that looked like burning flames. He stood on a giant float that had been prepared by the Supreme Government Office and accepted the greetings from Trorian's people.
Cheers and salutes.
On the smaller float at the rear, sat the First Elder Armando, the Archbishop Horus, and the First Defender Chang Lin.
Then there are the guardians, the commanders of the major legions, the grand consuls, the bishops, the presiding priests, the leaders and important personnel of major important institutions, and the elders of the Supreme Council, etc.
Rhodes was sitting among the dignitaries of the Military War Department, looking at the crowds of cheering civilians on the broad street. The upper floors of the houses on both sides were crowded with faces. Countless hands were waving to them. There was a faint fragrance floating in the air, and colorful ribbons and bouquets of flowers were floating in the air.
The facades of houses along the road were filled, and the bright sunshine shone down from the sky.
At this moment, he felt as if he had come to a normal world. The ever-lasting black fog, deformed monsters, and terrifying darkness were all like a dream.
The queue of giant floats walked slowly along the first avenue of the Royal City towards the main city gate.
They will be there to welcome the returning warriors.
On the float, everyone was well-dressed and sparkling, and Rod was no exception. Molly personally cut a suit of clothes that fit him.
After being carefully dressed up, Rhodes took on a new look. He had black hair and black eyes, a slender figure, starry eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. He was both handsome and mighty.
Even though he was sitting on the float with the largest number of people, he still attracted a lot of attention.
Rhodes originally followed Molly's instructions and sat down beside her, but he suddenly saw a few acquaintances in the crowd. They were his fellow hunters who were on the mission with him, so he stood up and waved to them.
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Unexpectedly, this wave of the hand caused a large number of screams.
The next moment, hundreds of handkerchiefs were thrown onto the float, flying towards Rhodes like a large butterfly.
Rhodes was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the humanity flashing in his eyes.
Is this okay?
Although he has a lot of humanity, he doesn't mind a little more.
So, Rhodes stood up and waved to both sides.
His movements were like disturbing a flock of birds in the jungle, causing a large number of screams.
Piles of handkerchiefs flew towards him like butterflies picking flowers.
Countless girls, girls, and women on both sides of the road turned up their voices to the maximum and threw handkerchiefs symbolizing their beloved towards the shining boy.
The handkerchiefs on the floats quickly piled up, and the movement even reached the float at the front.
It is naturally impossible to disturb Wang with this kind of news.
This is the most important celebration in Trorian. The appearance of the king can greatly appease people's hearts, minimize the number of monsters born out of despair, and reduce the soil for doomsday cultists to survive. This has a great influence on the stability and development of the entire Trorian.
Great effect.
Any unexpected factors that arise during the celebration will first be brought to the hands of the first elder Armando.
After listening to the report, Armando's withered face wrinkled together.
This is not a malicious disturbance, nor is it the trouble caused by doomsday cultists. Chief Judge Lucian is trustworthy and will not make any mistakes at this time.
But it was precisely because of this that Armando felt very unhappy.
"Let that kid stop. No one is allowed to steal the king's limelight during the celebration. A noble fire bearer should have noble conduct. He attracts bees and butterflies at such a young age. When he grows up, it will be fine."
However, this order was opposed by Archbishop Horus.
"We should celebrate the day of celebration, I think there is no problem."
Chang Lin, the first defense officer, also said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with young people being more enthusiastic. In fact, we should also be more enthusiastic."
Armando said coldly: "This is a rule. Only the king can accept the worship of the people during the celebration."
Dalin was just about to take out a cigarette. Thinking that this was a celebration, he put it back and said with a smile: "Lord Armando, the rules are set by people. I think the people will hope that there will be more people under the king."
People protect them."
Horus: "Yes, yes, yes."
Armando closed his mouth.
Dalin stood up and waved to everyone, which also aroused huge cheers.
Horus also followed suit. Under their leadership, everyone on the float behind them stood up.
People cheered even louder, after all, there are not just handsome men here.
In such a joyful atmosphere, they arrived at the main city gate.
In front of the city gate is a very broad square, where the triumphal celebration will be held.
The square is already crowded with people, and a large number of priests and clergy are maintaining order. After the float enters the square, a viewing platform is formed.
Everything after that was handed over to Archbishop Horus.
After all, one of the main responsibilities of the Holy Church is to appease the people and is responsible for public prayers and sacrificial activities.
Celebrations are essentially some kind of sacrifice.
The choir, choir, and nuns of the Holy Church soon arrived at the square and began the performance before the celebration under the arrangement of Horus.
The huge city gate square is crowded with people, and even the houses in the distance and the high city walls are full of people.
Everyone stretched their heads, immersed in this sacred hymn and beautiful dance.
Only Rhodes almost fell asleep. He thought there would be some amazing performance, but it turned out to be singing and dancing.
This kind of song with the nature of religious worship is elegant and long, and the dance with the theme of fire is rigorous and exquisite, and the people are completely forgetful about it.
But Rhodes' experience was too deep. In his opinion, this performance was not explosive at all. The sacred songs were no different from lullabies. The nuns were wearing serious church robes and hoods, and even their faces could not be seen. p>
No matter what high-heeled shoes, long black stockings, or low-cut backless evening gown, there is no shadow at all.
Not as good-looking as Miss Molly next to me.
At least the standard dispatch officer dress perfectly outlines her exquisite curves, with jade-like slender hands placed on her slender legs, and her delicate face with the indifference of a cold goddess.
From the heart, it is quite attractive.
Molly noticed Rhodes's gaze, but she showed no expression and still stared indifferently at the nuns who were dancing the flames in the square.
After the performance, it was time for the usual speech session.
Horus used some kind of strange crystal instrument to amplify his voice to the entire royal city.
But the deafening sound still can't resist the sleepiness caused by the clichéd and cumbersome vocabulary.
Of course, the people in the royal city did not think so. Cheers echoed throughout the royal city, proving how exciting the archbishop's speech was.
But Rhodes heard too many similar words, and he couldn't keep his eyelids open. He simply tilted his head, lay on Molly's lap, and fell into a sweet sleep.
Molly didn't resist and just let him lie quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Rhodes was awakened by a deafening cheer.
He opened his eyes and saw everyone around him standing up.
Molly told him softly: "The Knights have returned to the city, and Master Alan is also inside."
For the first time, Rod saw an expression other than indifference on Molly's face. He quickly stood up and looked outside.
I saw a large number of knights riding white horses and stepping onto the square from outside the city gate.
The leader is none other than First Knight Commander Alan.
He was riding the only red spirit horse, with large shields and swords hanging on both sides, and a sword at his waist. The moment he appeared in the square, the cheers almost shook the sky.
Everyone shouted his name: "Alan! Alan!"
The endless tones turned into a torrent, drowning out all the noise. Everyone looked excitedly at this most legendary hero. Men had reverence in their eyes, and women had admiration in their eyes. Even Molly was no exception. p>
Alan led a large number of knights through the square, saluted the king, and walked along the first road.
Behind him, the neat White Spirit Knights marched towards the depths of the royal city like a torrent, showing their unparalleled power to the people of Trolian.
Not only on the ground, there are also a large number of White Spirit Knights passing by in the sky.
At this moment, Rhodes really felt like a military parade.