Under the night, the moonlight shines on the green wheat fields, on the pond stems beside the fields, on the roofs of the entire Wall Village, and on the sparkling creek.
In the summer night, the wheat fields played a sweet symphony, with frogs croaking, cicadas chirping, owls cooing...
Old Sheila was walking on crutches, walking very slowly on the field ridge.
She refused Suldak's support and walked forward silently. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.
Suldak followed Old Sheila, and he was even a little worried. Old Sheila accidentally fell on a pond stem in the wheat field. Today was Rita's wedding night, and he didn't want anything to happen.
But I couldn't persuade old Sheila... I could only let her walk downstream along the field ridge beside the stream.
The rainy season has arrived in Wall Village, and the narrow road on the field ridge is not easy to walk at all. Although old Sheila is a little staggering, she is very steady.
Suldak could still recall the worried looks in Rita and Natasha's eyes when they walked out of the villa door. She was too old and made people a little uneasy no matter where she went.
Suldak felt that he should use the Holy Light Technique to help old Sheila recuperate her body, but he only came back almost every two months, so this kind of conditioning would not have much effect at all.
Looking from her back, she has become so thin that there is no fat on her body, and she is even a little hunched. She lies beside the fireplace every day, and you can see the reluctance to leave little Peter in her eyes.
Under the moonlight, it is not too difficult to walk along the field ridge, but you need to be careful to avoid slipping into the ditch.
Standing in the wheat field here, you can still hear the beautiful music coming from the central square of Wall Village.
There is even a smell of barbecue wafting in the wind. Today is a little different. Even if people from other villages are brave enough, they can go to the central square of the village to dance and eat and drink. No one will stop them. However, this kind of good thing is limited to today.
Night.
Old Sheila stopped at the edge of a wheat field by the stream. It was a small wheat field. It was estimated that the area was only less than a hundred square meters. The wheat grew well. The wheat in the wheat field was almost waist high. Even at night, it was still green.
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Winter wheat is not grown in these wheat fields, and the wheat harvest season is around the harvest festival.
Old Sheila was sitting next to a mound with some grass growing on it. She pulled out a few grasses on the mound with her dry hands and became breathless.
Then she gave up the idea of pulling weeds and placed her hand on the wooden board standing among the weeds in front of the mound.
There was a touch of sadness in her cloudy eyes.
There was nothing written on the board. Old Sheila plucked the hair on the mound with her hands and sighed and said: "They are all buried here. I won't live long. When I die, bury me there."
Here, I want to lie down with them, is that okay?"
"Okay." Surdak said briefly.
Old Sheila raised her cloudy eyes in the moonlight and asked him: "Duck, you will take care of Natasha, little Peter and Rita, right?"
"I will!" Suldak nodded.
Old Sheila lowered her eyelids, nodded slightly and said:
"I will take this secret to my grave, and I swear that neither Natasha nor Rita will tell it."
"You can live the life you want with peace of mind."
"If you can, be nice to Natasha and look after Peter for me. He admires you very much now."
"But I don't want him to become a hero. If he can choose, I hope he can live a plain life and find a girl who loves him..."
After Old Sheila finished speaking, her eyes fell on the mound and never left.
Surdak hesitated for a moment before saying:
Rice scorpion
"If you think swordsmanship enlightenment will bring danger to his future life, I can let him try magic enlightenment, but magic requires talent."
Old Sheila shook her head and just said: "Let him do whatever he wants. Now you are a great hero in his mind. You don't even know how hard he practices his sword every day."
Suldak nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Old Sheila stood up tremblingly on crutches and said to Suldak: "I'm tired, please help me go back."
This may be the first time that Old Sheila took the initiative to ask Suldak to help him. Hearing Old Sheila say this, Suldak suddenly felt much more relaxed...
After helping old Sheila back to the villa, Charlie and Luke were already waiting at the door.
Suldak asked Natasha to help old Sheila to rest, and he took Charlie and Luke into a living room.
The three chatted for a long time before Charlie and Luke left the villa...
Natasha sat in front of the dressing table in the bedroom, wearing a thin pajamas, staring blankly at herself in the mirror. Her face seemed even more delicate than when she was twenty years old. She stretched out her hand to touch her cheek.
I looked at my hands again. The cracks on my hands had disappeared, and the calluses had quietly disappeared. Now I would be out of breath even if I carried a few buckets of water.
Her fingers followed the straight bridge of her nose, across her plump lips, and touched her pointed chin.
Surdak came over from behind. He was wearing a comfortable pajamas. After taking a shower, he felt his skin breathing. He reached out and pressed her round shoulders, leaned over and kissed her.
Natasha raised her head high and responded enthusiastically.
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On behalf of the military, Marquis Luther arrived in Mukuso City in mid-July to inspect the post-war reconstruction of the city. The officials accompanying Marquis Luther included Count Clay Cushing, the consul of Ruyter City, and Ruy
A group of officials from Special City accompanied him.
The temporary residence of the inspection team is located in the mansion of the McDonnell family in Luyter City.
Marquis Luther just visited Mukuso City, and then summoned those nobles in Mukuso City who were more supportive of Surdak, and revealed to these nobles the purpose of this trip, which was to ask Surdak
In late July, go to Bena City to receive the award, and then Surdak will be officially appointed as the consul of Mukuso City.
Upon hearing the news, officials at Mukuso City Hall breathed a sigh of relief.
They have been working hard to gain Surdak's recognition. Of course, the prerequisite for all this is that Surdak can become the governor of Mukusuo City.
Marquis Luther made a special trip from Bena City to confirm this matter...
Another purpose of Marquis Luther's visit this time was to let Suldak and Ruyter City Consul Earl Clay Cushing get to know each other in private.
Earl Clay Cushing is a close friend of Marquis Luther, but now he is an old man in his 60s with white hair. As the consul of Luyt City, his physical and mental strength are somewhat basic, but He still occupies the position of the consul of Ruit City, just to guard the city for Marquis Luther.
And Surdak is the successor designated by Marquis Luther as the consul of Ruit City...
Marquis Luther's third purpose in coming to the Ganbu plane was to bring back the heavy armored infantry regiment formed by Surdak to Bena City, and by the way, he also wanted to bring back the prisoners of war from Lord MacDonnell's army.
This matter can be regarded as a promise between Marquis Luther and the military. The military will provide funds for the establishment of the infantry regiment. After the Ganbu plane is recovered in the future, Surdak will return the 20,000 heavy armored infantry to the military. .
If 20,000 heavy armored infantry were to be transferred from the Ganbu plane, a large part of the garrison in the Ganbu plane would be missing.
Although every southern town now has a security team, there is still a lack of garrisons that can be mobilized anytime and anywhere, so Suldak had no choice but to recruit troops from the Resistance Army Autonomous Region. This time, the opposition from the Resistance Army was much smaller. Sheldon, the secretary-general of the Round Table, is personally responsible for recruiting new troops.
In fact, this matter is easier than imagined. Now that the political power has been re-established in the Ganbu plane, many young people do not want to live a semi-hermit life in the depths of the rain forest.
They had heard before that their companions who had gone out had made a lot of money, and many of them regretted not joining the heavy armored infantry regiment.
Now that I have such an opportunity, of course I won’t give it up easily...