Hao Ren and his party were very happy to finish visiting their own graves (no mistake), and they all said that it was a novel and interesting experience - at least Lily and Nangong Wuyue said that it was quite interesting. Then Hao Ren looked at the solemn obsidian monuments
Talking to Ofra: "Actually, I don't think we should put our monuments together with those of the people next to us. It's not appropriate."
Ofra suddenly misunderstood: "But this is already the highest form of commemoration allowed by tradition, second only to the Pope and the King..."
"That's not what I meant," Hao Ren pointed to the stone tablets with busts of figures nearby. The one closest to him was the sculpture of the Rector of Gelton. "These are the real heroes who died in the Beinz area. They
We deserve to receive this honor, but a few of us... a few of us are still alive and well, and I don't think I am qualified to be ranked with them. This makes me feel a bit... sorry for others."
Ofra looked at Hao Ren in surprise, and after being stunned for a long time, she revealed a strange smile: "I really didn't expect you to say this. People like you are very rare. Wouldn't it be nice to be praised by the world?"
"I don't lack this," Hao Ren shrugged, "I just feel like the false propaganda is weird."
"You have saved many people, and even saved the world. Maybe you feel that this is a job you should take for granted, and it is a trivial matter to you, but those who survive cannot think so. Everyone must express their gratitude.
Ofra smiled, "This doesn't even have anything to do with you. It's a matter for those of us who are lucky enough to survive. And no matter what...people must learn to commemorate heroes. What we commemorate is not the hero's truth, but the hero's
image."
Hao Ren curled his lips and glanced at Lily and Vivian, who were squatting side by side on the ground burning paper for themselves: "Although the images of the heroes are not very good either."
Ofra was slightly startled and turned her head stiffly: "Let's not stay here for too long. There are new worshipers coming in."
A small group of citizens wearing brown shawls came from behind. They glanced at Hao Ren and others curiously. Then they placed the flowers in their hands in front of the monument to the Rector of Gelton and Nangong Wuyue, lowered their heads and prayed silently.
A little boy curiously tugged on the clothes of a priest next to him: "Sir, sir, have these people gone to the goddess?"
"Yes, they have been summoned by the goddess and will enjoy eternal peace in heaven." The priest who led the team bent down and pointed at Hao Ren's sculpture. "These are all heroes. Although there were no bones left in the battle against the evil god.
, but their spirits are far more immortal than their bodies..."
Hao Ren pulled Lily and Vivian up with a green face: "Let's go quickly, I will get depression if I stay here for a while."
The group returned to Betsy's manor, and the servants assigned by the royal family were cleaning the corridor in front of the main house. Ofra nodded to Betsy: "These servants are directly supported by the royal family. In addition, as a viscount, you have the fiefdom and various
There will also be a dedicated person to help you take care of the income. Basically, you just have to sit back and enjoy it. His Majesty the King knows your situation. Being an orthodox noble is very troublesome, and you probably won't get used to it for a long time, so everything is left to you.
Assign your butlers and advisors to the royal family. If you have any questions, you can consult them directly. Or you can come to me - I am happy to chat more with my 'peers', but only if I happen to have time."
When Betsy heard the first few sentences, she didn't have any reaction. When she heard the next sentence, she jumped up with joy: "Really?! Oh, Sir Ofra, how can you be so embarrassed? How can I do it when you have so many things to do?
...Are you free today? Are you free tomorrow? Are you free the day after tomorrow? Or..."
Hao Ren pulled away this idiot fan of the female marshal who might have some issues with her sexual orientation: "You should calm down for a while. If you have the time, why not read more about the noble etiquette pamphlet sent to you. I heard that you have to wait for a month.
Learn how to attend high-society banquets within a few days. You look like you are doing nothing now. Can you hang up for a year? When you brag at a royal banquet, you can't squat on a chair with a barrel of ale like you do in a tavern.
Go up and talk about the mountains..."
Betsy finally calmed down after hearing this question that bothered her the most. She thought about it with a cold sweat. Then she turned to look at her new manor and the servants wearing elegant double-breasted uniforms. I'm sorry.
Touching his hair: "Why do I feel so unreal?"
"This is all true." Ofra smiled, "Learn to adapt to this kind of life. It's not easy to change from a mercenary to a noble. You have to get rid of a lot of 'problems'. Those big shots are smelly and ugly.
There are tons of hard rules, and they are definitely no less stressful than when you challenge the 'Evil God'."
Betsy stuck out her tongue, looked at Hao Ren and muttered: "My success in challenging the evil god was achieved by others using a large belt..."
Ofra didn't understand, she just smiled, raised her hand and snapped her fingers. A servant immediately stepped forward and handed the horse's reins to her hand: "Then I'll go back first. You can enjoy your new home today, and then discuss it as before
Okay, Archbishop Auburn and I will come to you tomorrow and we will go to the sealing place of the eldest son."
After Ofra finished speaking, she turned the horse's head and walked away in a cool and elegant manner, leaving Betsy looking at the back of the female marshal with a look of infatuation: "It's so handsome... No, I have to go back and dress myself up, tomorrow
I can no longer wear these old clothes when I meet Lady Ofra."
"This is for tomorrow," Hao Ren patted Betsy on the shoulder to make the nympho come back to life quickly. "Before that... go to the basement, find a safe place, and let's set up the transmitter."
The Kingdom of Horleta occupies the most fertile land on the continent and has a long history of farming. The people on this land have been adept at storing large amounts of food underground in their houses since a long time ago. This habit has affected the kingdom’s construction techniques and the local people’s
There is always a large and cleverly designed basement below the house. Betsy's new manor is a typical Holletawa house, with a basement reaching two full floors below the gorgeous three-story main house.
It's almost a small underground fortress.
Betsy was still very unfamiliar with her new home, and finally found the way under the guidance of an attendant. The high-ranking attendant with short light gray hair and a calm and sophisticated temperament respectfully led everyone to the entrance of the basement. It was obvious that he wanted to
Leave a good impression in front of your new owner: "Mistress, here is the cellar. I will show you the way..."
Betsy was stunned for a moment before she realized that the "mistress" was referring to herself, and quickly waved her hand: "No, no, we have to go do some private things. Oh, by the way, the bottom floor of the basement will be a forbidden area from now on. You can't say anything without me."
Feel free to go down."
The high-ranking attendants nodded and retreated. After Betsy and others had gone far away, they could not restrain themselves from whimpering: "Mistress, mistress, I am also a rich man from today on! I have no regrets in this life.
!”
"Okay, let's see what potential you have." Nangong Wuyue couldn't stand her appearance, so he snorted and walked down.
The underground structure is simple, and soon Hao Ren and his party arrived at the wine cellar on the bottom floor. Betsy was frightened as soon as she arrived. She stared dumbly at the glass bottles displayed on the wooden shelves and the oak in the corners.
The barrels, as well as the silver narrow-necked urns placed on the stone table, these containers reflected fascinating colors under the bright light of the magic glow stone, and the whole cellar was filled with the aroma of wine.
This is also part of the reward.
Betsy sniffed hard: "Hiss... this... this is the kingdom of heaven! I have never seen so many good wines in my life! Let me make... Horleta honey wine! The strong fire wine produced in Kule Province
, or the Collector’s Edition in a crystal bottle! Look at this, a whole barrel of Southern Barleywine, a whole barrel! It’s enough to buy the entire tavern I frequented, and these silver urns of Imperial.
Edelweiss, there are only two small bottles hidden in the mayor's house in the whole town of Rumbel, and I have six large jars here! Hiss..."
Betsy lay down happily on the ground, sniffling hard, and said in a vague voice as if coming from the other side of the Santu River: "This is such a good place, okay, I can just die here."
Hao Ren took out the transmission device from his portable space, and while instructing the autonomous machines to install it in the corner of the wine cellar, he raised his eyes and looked at Betsy: "I didn't see that you are still an alcoholic."
"Nonsense, how can a mercenary leave this thing? The drunkard is a coward. When I first received the task of clearing out bandits, I only managed to beat down the two sentries at the intersection with half a kilo of dwarf soju.
.”
When Lily heard this, she felt something was wrong: "Why did you beat the sentry down? Wasn't he beating a bandit?"
"Damn it, I was so drunk that I hit the wrong person," Betsy grunted, turning over, "I was imprisoned for two months because of this."
"Okay, don't talk about your glorious history," Hao Ren clapped his hands, "The teleportation device is installed. From now on, you will be the teleportation station of the Space-Time Administration in Horleta. The default direct route is to the tower.
Alamanda City on the planet Nagus. If you are optimistic about this thing, of course, if you are not optimistic about it, it will not have much impact. The transmitter is encrypted and cannot be used by others."
Betsy looked at the shimmering silver-white device, and her excitement finally faded away. She said, "Oh, that's right. If you want to return to Earth later, just leave me here to watch the show." (
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