Chapter five hundred and ninth sitting north facing south
For a country, the cost of creating a hero is never too high, especially when the hero is genuine. Compared with the contribution he/she has made and the effect it can have on boosting people's hearts, any cost is worth it.
It seemed worth it. As the king, Moroun obviously had this consideration in mind. After learning that Betsy was going to stay in Horleta, he immediately made a series of follow-up plans. The first was to give Betsy an unusually generous salary.
reward.
Betsy finally got the manor property she dreamed of, which was located in the aristocratic gathering area not far to the west of the royal capital. Everything was ready-made, and after the king's reward order came down, the manor was delivered in the best condition.
In Betsy's hands, the mercenary girl happily invited Hao Ren and his gang to visit her new home. Also accompanying her was Ofra, who came to personally congratulate Betsy on her move to her new home as a "comrade-in-arms".
In front of the gorgeous Holleta-style pastoral mansion, Betsy pointed happily to the surrounding fountains and gardens: "Look at this, look at this... I used to dream of living in a house with a garden! Now this
It’s all mine!”
Hao Ren knew that it was impossible to calm down Betsy in this situation, so he could only watch the girl convulsing with a smile like everyone else, nodding along and congratulating: "Congratulations, you will become famous from now on——
Do you have any plans?"
"Didn't His Majesty the King say that from now on I will be a legendary mercenary!" Betsy raised her head triumphantly, "Just eat and sleep every day, then put on good clothes and go to various public places to brag in the first person.
, I'm good at this - when I was bragging in a tavern, I could brag for a whole night with half a barrel of ale! And even if I'm bragging, I can make up stories that echo back and forth..."
Hao Ren was stunned, while Nangong Wuyue slapped her forehead and sighed: "Why do I feel that Betsy will be useless soon..."
Hao Ren thought about it and felt that the setting of "the legendary mercenary became famous and indulged in enjoyment. He spent all his time attending banquets and then was completely wasted and turned into a useless person" could not be more stupid. He quickly reminded Betsy: "Take it easy, don't take it too seriously."
You have really become a loser. Also, don’t let anyone betray you: the royal family wants to use you as a propaganda tool. You must understand your own weight and position. If you are really upset, remember to report it to me."
Ofra raised her eyes and glanced at Hao Ren: "Is it appropriate for you to say this in front of me? I am here to act as your guide on behalf of the king."
"Just because you represent the king," Hao Ren chuckled, "We are more or less acquaintances, and you probably know Betsy's character. You also know a lot about our situation, so I hope you can help.
Take care of yourself. Apart from making money, this silly girl's intelligence in other aspects is basically the same as that of the husky next to me. If she were..."
Before Hao Ren could finish his words, he was suddenly attacked by Lily who screamed. The husky girl bit Hao Ren's arm hard, and sparks flew from the rigid shield. Betsy originally wanted to join in and punch him twice.
But after looking at the place where she was not there, she had no choice but to give up. Looking at the situation, Vivian hugged her shoulders and muttered irrelevantly: "With his mouth, he will never be beaten to death."
Lily chewed for half a minute before finally letting out her breath. After she let go, she covered her mouth and winced in pain. She grinned while pretending that she had a great advantage: "Landlord, I will be angry if you do this next time..."
Hiss. It hurts..."
Vivian rolled her eyes: "You bite someone until you're like a grandson, and you force yourself to leave the scene. Big dog, can you still have some potential?"
"To be honest, I was really shocked when I first heard that we were being promoted as martyrs," Betsy happily looked at the neatly manicured garden and the three-story mansion not far away. "At that time, I
Afraid that His Majesty the King might do something wrong, he conveniently replaced my manor property with a landscaped graveyard facing north and south... Fortunately, the reward has not yet been decided, otherwise I would have to go to the cemetery to get the real estate certificate."
Ofra was confused by Betsy's terminology from another world. But she still understood the general idea and immediately explained enthusiastically: "Because there is no 'remains' of yours, the royal family built a tomb for you, oh, just
In the north of your manor, people come to lay flowers every day for the past two months."
Betsy's face turned green in an instant, and of course the expressions of Hao Ren and others were not much better...
"Of course, Betsy, you will be 'resurrected' soon," Ofra didn't pay attention to the expressions of several people and just kept talking to herself, "The baseline for the next publicity has been set. You are from Beinz University.
After surviving the explosion, you have been resting in a small monastery near the Dragon's Back Mountains for two months. Three days ago, you returned to the royal capital and were summoned by the king. You will be awarded the official title of a legendary mercenary, and will be awarded by the royal family.
The church jointly recognizes it. In addition, considering that your title of 'martyr' will be withdrawn, the church will also add a new religious holy name to you, which should be a divine warrior or a protective knight... According to the past
The convention should be to choose either of these two names."
Needless to say, everyone understood what happened next. It was nothing more than using the image of a hero to appease the people who were shaken by the "Eldest Son" incident (announced to be an invasion of evil gods). Betsy nodded thoughtfully: "Then let's talk about my grave.
It can be bulldozed soon, right?”
Hao Ren covered his forehead: "Our graves are finally settled..."
"Who makes you not want to show your face?" Betsy laughed and patted Hao Ren on the shoulder. "It's okay, we are all good buddies. I will remember to visit your graves often - by the way, do you like ale or mead? We are here
Ordinary people use mead when visiting their graves, but mercenaries are accustomed to using ale to pay homage to their comrades..."
Hao Ren and the others looked at Betsy with blank eyes, while Nangong Sanba, who had been watching the whole process, finally couldn't help but sigh: "How come I've been acting with you for just a few days and I feel like my three views are shattered?"
They all look like no one anymore...Is this how you usually live your life?"
"Who is a time traveler these days who follows the three normal views? What's more, I am traveling with a certificate." Hao Ren hugged his shoulders and chuckled, "I was called the Sun King on another planet. They
They got me a sculpture that looks like a bunker ready to be blown up. I'm a little better. Lily is regarded as a patron saint animal there, and the form is that every household puts a photo of her dog head on the door to ward off evil spirits."
Lily: "Ugh?"
Nangong Sanba broke out in a cold sweat because the waves behind him pushed the waves ahead. The past two days of following Hao Ren in confusion were enough to ruin his outlook on life. Now that he heard more truth, he couldn't help but doubt whether his decision to join the gang was right.
It was a mistake. But he had no chance to express his opinion at all, because his sister was already enthusiastically dragging everyone to see the tombs erected by the Horleta royal family for him and his party...
Very few people in this world have the opportunity to visit their own graves - well, such a thing would never happen, but Hao Ren did it, and a bunch of friends around him did it.
The new cemetery built to commemorate the martyred hero Beinz is just north of the royal capital. It is solemn and majestic. Heavy stone tablets made of polished obsidian are neatly arranged in the cemetery, with the lives of the fallen and the greatest stories written on them.
Merit - Fighting against the evil god. And just like Ofra promised, the monuments and statues of Hao Ren and the others were really placed in the front row... This was the first thing these unlucky guys saw after they arrived at the cemetery in a carriage.
It’s just those things, everyone has such mixed feelings...
Betsy stepped forward and found her own monument, and happily patted the heavy and thick obsidian monument: "Look, sit north and face south, it's a landscape tomb!"
Hao Ren covered his face and couldn't bear to look at it: "You can still be happy... Oh, that's right, your grave will be bulldozed soon. Damn it, how could I ever experience such a weird thing."
Vivian was very open-minded: "Actually, after you live for a long time, you will realize that this is nothing. I often sleep in coffins, and I also slept in a tomb back then."
Lily walked around her monument, grunted a few times without meaning in her throat, and then bent down to dig a hole on the ground. Nangong Wuyue looked at it curiously: "What are you doing?"
"Dig a hole and burn some paper for yourself in case you don't have enough money."
Vivian whispered in Hao Ren's ear: "That's why I never try to understand what this big dog is thinking."
But within a few seconds, Vivian suddenly remembered something and greeted Lily: "Hey, burn some for me! It might work!"
Everyone: "..."
Hao Ren sighed: "So I never try to understand what anyone around me is thinking."
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