Gavin didn't seem to say anything, and seemed to have explained everything. At least Zalanda already had a clear answer in her heart.
None of these words expressed his own feelings, but the fiery feelings contained in them were clearly felt by even Zalanda, who was slow and fearful in this regard. Her whole body was filled with such warm feelings.
Surrounded until the whole person is on fire.
Why not get married before he comes back? Bah! What does it have to do with him whether she gets married or not?
Especially the part about the knights of the people of Tethyr made Zalanda feel great. It seemed that her whole body was ignited. A bright light appeared in front of her life, guiding her to a new direction in life.
Zalanda didn't know how many times she read the letter, as if she wanted to imprint every word on it into her mind. Then she carefully folded the letter and stuffed it into the most intimate place on her chest.
When facing the book in her hand again, Zalanda's attitude became much more cautious. Even when she saw the strange title of the opening chapter - The Seventh Book of Military Strategy (translated into the common language of Faerun), she did not hesitate.
So surprised.
As Zalanda calmed down and began to read deeply, the surprise and confusion in her heart became even worse, and finally turned into shock, and she could no longer put down the manuscript in her hand.
There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand readers.
Not to mention, a book that collects thousands of years of wisdom from ancient people has different feelings from it.
Especially for someone like Zalanda, who comes from a family of knights. She has been exposed to this aspect since she could walk. She was able to ride a horse, and she began to follow her father and fight in the north and south. Especially in recent years, she has been forced to
Playing the leading role has accumulated rich practical experience.
When you compare it with what is in this military strategy book, you will often feel like you are enlightened.
In some places, she was even more impressed. It turns out that strategies and tactics can still be done in this way and achieve this effect.
Zalanda did not realize that when she was reading selflessly, she could not help but resonate with the magic network. Her whole body, as well as the Seven Military Strategy Books in her hand, began to glow faintly, and the ordinary words on it were following.
Her thoughts gathered together and began to shine little by little.
If Gavin were here, his jaw would definitely drop when he saw this scene.
The scene in front of him is clearly the synchronization of the magic network - but the synchronization is not Zalanda, but the Seventh Military Strategy. Something that even Gavin did not expect is happening.
When Zalanda closed the book with great willpower, she found that she was sweating profusely and she didn't know how long it had been.
There is definitely something wrong with Gavin.
At this moment, Zalanda can be 100% sure that the book on military strategy in her hand is the best proof. How could a little guy who has seen most of the things he taught since he was a child suddenly write such a thing?
Come? He is just using an excuse to escape from here and himself.
But the question is, just run away, why do you have to do so many thankless things? Doesn’t leaving the military strategy book prove that there is something wrong with you? But you still have to leave a letter saying that you want to come back?
This puts Zalanda into conflict again. She must find that guy and find out what happened to him, whether he escaped to heaven or hell.
At this moment, Zalanda made up her mind.
When she got out of Gavin's carriage, Zalanda realized that it was already dark, and all the core people in Fort Nott had gathered outside the carriage.
Zalanda said with a serious face: "Have all the people who went out to chase the assassin come back?"
"Not yet, Captain." Nora replied.
"Due to Master Gavin's carelessness, the goblin prisoner escaped, which led to the birth of tragedy. Out of self-blame, Master Gavin has personally gone to hunt down the goblin prisoner and vowed never to come back until he kills the goblin.
, Before that, I will serve as the acting baron of Fort Nott, with full authority to handle related matters." Zalanda said in a deep voice, "You guys have no objections."
"No."
"Everything follows the captain's arrangements."
In the eyes of everyone, this was a natural and natural thing, and no one raised any objection.
"The most important thing for us now is to bring the men, women, and children of Notte Castle safely to Darauma. Other matters will be put on hold for the time being. Therefore, I ordered the militiamen who were chasing the assassins to withdraw all. Mr. Roang and Os
The body of the special guard captain will be buried on the spot with a funeral."
"Nora, take your team, choose a suitable location, and dig the grave. It must be big and deep."
"Alger, lead your team to collect wood. The more and as quickly as possible, the better."
"The remaining people, arrange the convoy to prepare for departure, station in Kami Village as soon as possible, repair overnight, and set off at dawn tomorrow, let's take action!"
"As commanded."
Zalanda assigned a series of tasks in the blink of an eye.
The Nott militia once again demonstrated their high efficiency. When the moon was about to rise to the middle, a huge grave that was one and a half people deep was dug, and a huge open-air funeral pyre was set up next to it.
The bodies of Roang and Ost were already placed on it.
Zalanda nodded to a middle-aged man wearing a sacrificial robe beside her and said, "Priest Abel, let's get started. I'll leave the rest to you."
Priest Abel's face twitched slightly, and he confirmed again and asked: "Captain, can't we wait until noon tomorrow, when the sun reaches its highest point, to hold the funeral? Cremation at this time is really not a wise choice."
Zalanda glanced at the two corpses on the firewood pile with his peripheral vision, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. The black mist wrapped around them was already very obvious, especially the severed heads. It was almost condensed into the shape of a skull, and he thought to himself,
Of course she knows that cremation in the middle of the night is not a wise choice, but the problem is that these two corpses will have to wait with you until then.
As mentioned before, in Faerûn, death is not the end, but the beginning of another form. The undead are never legends, but are very close at hand.
If it were just two murdered corpses, that would be fine.
But if these two people were murdered by their relatives, especially blood relatives, then the probability of something going wrong would increase significantly.
If the heads of these two corpses were cut off again, anyone with a little common sense would know that the probability of something going wrong would be 100%.
Even when faced with a battle group of hobgoblins, Zalanda charged on horseback without changing her expression, but when she was asked to face two undead of unknown species and full of resentment, her heart was beating with gongs and drums, and she tried her best to
Nip it in the cradle.
"Time waits for no one, Priest Abel, let's do it!" Zalanda said decisively.
In order to appease the priest, Zalanda immediately said, "Don't worry, we are here. Wait a moment, if something really happens, you can leave first and don't worry about us."
It was a good thing that Zalanda did not comfort him. This comfort made Priest Abel stagger and almost stopped crying. He was a servant of Tom, the patron god. He was mainly engaged in protection and medical treatment, not the god of death.
Followers, the matter of purifying the dead is not my expertise.
But now we have to rush the ducks to the shelves. Who makes him the only priest and priest here?
When Priest Abel began to recite the sacred prayer, the flinching he just felt was gone, leaving only endless solemnity. The surrounding magic network began to vibrate, and a soft light emitted from his body, a huge gray left-hand iron glove,
Faintly visible in the light is the holy symbol of Thom the True.
Everyone bathed in the holy light felt that the darkness in their hearts was swept away, and their whole bodies became warm.
The corpse on the funeral pyre is another matter.
In the holy light, they were like boiling kettles, sizzling, and countless faint black smoke rising from them.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Ruoyouruowu's anger and shrill roars loomed in everyone's ears.
This resentment that had nowhere to vent seemed to communicate with another world and attracted countless attention. Pairs of invisible eyes lit up in the surrounding darkness, but they were afraid of the bright holy light and did not dare to get too close.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two headless corpses soon turned into two fish that landed on the beach and began to flap wildly.
Zalanda and the others had obviously anticipated this situation and had made full preparations. What lay under their bodies were not scattered pieces of firewood, but whole large logs, and ropes as thick as their thumbs tied them together.
"Now, now, pour the holy water, pour the holy water." Priest Abel shouted nervously.
"Down!" Zalanda followed the order.
Rather than pouring holy water, it would be more appropriate to say pour it.
The holy water in front of them was not in bottles, but in barrels. There were five large barrels. Each person held a wooden ladle and poured it on the two corpses frantically.
This holy water was like being poured into boiling oil. Most of it had no chance of falling on the corpse and vaporized directly.
The black energy on the two corpses was no longer as simple as black energy, but turned into black flames. The resentment and anger on them shot straight into the sky, especially on Luo Ang.
The dark product of the undead has a lot to do with the strength of the deceased during his lifetime, especially the soul, but not absolutely. The other is the emotions accumulated before death and the price paid for it. His soul is willing to take revenge and seek revenge against the darkness.
Compromise, and you will gain amazing dark power.
Obviously, Roang is in the latter situation now. Once it is allowed to take shape, it will not be as simple as an earthbound spirit, a ghost, or a zombie. It is likely to directly transform into a headless horseman, forever wandering around looking for his head and his enemy.
Along the way, cut off the heads of all the creatures you encounter.
With a fierce move, Zalanda directly lifted the entire bucket of holy water and poured it down on Roang's black flame head, which was about to materialize.
Zhi! Zhi! Zhi!
In the face of sheer numbers, this ball of black flame was still a bit unsightly, and was completely overwhelmed on the spot.
Zhi! Zhi! Zhi!
Several other captains followed suit, picked up wooden buckets, and poured all the holy water into it.
There was no movement of the two corpses on the spot.
"Light the fire, light the fire quickly." Priest Abel collapsed on the ground at this moment, as if he had just been fished out of the river and was completely soaked.
Zheng!
Zalanda pulled out the two-handed sword on her back, and the next second it was ignited with blazing flames. With a deep leap, she inserted the sword directly into Luo Ang's heart.
Hotter flames rose up, completely surrounding Luo Ang, and ignited the pile of firewood beneath him.
Ouch!
An even more shrill scream came from deep inside Luo Ang's body, sharp and thin, as if trying to pierce a person's soul. A black shadow struggled to crawl out of Luo Ang's body.
Zalanda firmly pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands, half-knelt in the fire, and let the tongue of fire lick her body.
Miraculously, there seemed to be a layer of invisible armor on her body that blocked her from being burned by the fire and could not harm her at all. Her long fiery red hair fluttered flamboyantly with the whirlwind caused by the burning flames, making her look like a descendant.
The goddess of war.
The people who were far away from the scorching flames looked at Zalanda with heartfelt admiration in their eyes.
Eighty percent of this credit must go to the two-handed sword in her hand.
This weapon was previously captured from the hobgoblin warlord. It is a powerful magical weapon that can not only release fire attacks, but also provide the user with powerful fire defense.
The hobgoblin warlord was also unlucky. He was physically blinded by Gavin as soon as he took advantage of it, and had no chance to exert the true power of this magical weapon. Now it is of great use in the hands of Zalanda.
No matter how hard the black shadow in Luo Ang's body struggled, it could not break free from it, and was gradually swallowed up by the flames from the magic weapon and the pyre.
Due to the catalysis of the magic weapon in Zalanda's hand, the burning speed of the funeral pyre was far beyond imagination. It burned out in just ten minutes. The two corpses were completely turned into dust, with only the remaining skeletons.
It breaks into pieces when pinched.
Zalanda walked out of the fire, not only did she not feel tired at all, but on the contrary, she was exuding a faint red light from the inside to the outside, especially her eyes, which were like beating flames. She walked from a distance, and there was a faint red light.
A wave of heat hit her face, as if she had absorbed a lot of heat from the fire. She seemed to have obtained some incredible benefits from this special purification ceremony.
Zalanda waved the sword with both hands heavily, and a whirlwind rolled up, sweeping all the ashes into the grave pit next to it. Then he said calmly: "Fill it up and stamp it down."
"Yes." Everyone responded and quickly waved the tools in their hands.
It won't be long before this place will be filled with flat land.
Zalanda, whose red light had not dissipated, looked at the direction Gavin left, covering her chest, where the letter was, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "You little bastard, what can I do for you?"
That's all you can do, don't die outside. I look forward to our next meeting. Whether you are attuned to an angel or possessed by a devil, I will find out your true identity."