On the day of leaving the city, tens of thousands of people poured into the streets to bid farewell to Rhodes. It was not a triumphal ceremony, but the scale was better than a triumphal ceremony. Pavel promptly made Rhodes a grand duke, preserving his image and prestige among the people. However,
, it has long been clear who is the guardian of the kingdom in the hearts of the people.
Also being rewarded were the northern soldiers who performed outstandingly in the Battle of Kislev. From lords to knights to the most ordinary soldiers, Pavel rewarded them one by one as a sign of respect for the warriors.
"Look, he is the victor. He returns victorious like a conqueror. But what exactly did he conquer? Did he conquer Kislev?"
On the balcony of the mansion next to the Tsar Avenue, the nobles were whispering. Dynasties have changed so quickly. At this time last year, the world was still dominated by the Snow Queen Catalina, but now, it has changed drastically. The people who followed the queen in the past are now
The people who hold important positions in the kingdom are all gone now. The Bandaga Palace is still there, but the faces inside are all new. The great Chosen of the Three Gods, Rodlawn, is like a conqueror, with great vigor
He came and left with great vigor. It seemed that wherever he was, there were cheers and followers.
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The long Tsar Avenue runs through the north and south of the city of Kislev, splitting the entire city in two like a sharp knife. In the center is the Bandaga Palace. Both sides of the wide Tsar Avenue are now crowded with crowds of onlookers, making it very noisy.
. And Rhodes remembered the battle that took place here two months ago. That battle was a battle between the living and the dead. Countless undead souls gathered on this avenue, and they roared and pounced on the exhausted people.
The soldiers of the Northern Allied Forces were struggling and resisting. The roar of artillery resounded throughout the world, and the splashes of blood and flesh flew two or three stories high... There has never been a battle as crazy and bloody as that day.
As he thought about it, Rhodes' face suddenly became dull. Because in the future, there will be a more cruel and bloody war waiting for him and everyone.
"Rod!"
A group of cavalry came from the fork in the road. It was Vladimir and his son Boris.
The old general was wearing silver-white armor and a red cloak, and he looked full of energy in the sunshine. What is unimaginable is that two months ago, the father and son were still in the dungeon without seeing the sun, covered in filth.
"Vladimir, old friend."
Rhodes stopped his horse and looked at the father and son who came specially to see them off.
"A great hero goes as quickly as he comes. You should stay in the capital for a while."
Vladimir said.
"The North needs me more. Elengrad needs me more. I am more useful there than here. There is a king in Kislev and you."
There was something in Rhode's words, and Vladimir obviously heard it. He felt a little melancholy and melancholy in his heart. Vladimir knew what kind of person he was as a king, and Pavel did not have the qualities that a king should have.
and ability. However, as Rhodes said, if a group of people fully assist, it is not impossible to protect Kislev. But, Rhodes, do you really think so? Vladimir couldn't help but ask
Perhaps only Rhodes himself knows the answer.
"The next time we meet again, I don't know when it will be."
Vladimir returned with a smile.
"I'll see you there."
Rhodes said with a smile.
"Lord White Bear, can I go north with you? I heard that the Great Wall is being rebuilt in the north, and I want to take a look."
Vladimir's son Boris Boka suddenly interrupted. But he was quickly interrupted by his father——
"Nonsense. Your duty is to guard the capital, not to travel as you please."
"Father... this is not a journey. The North is the most dangerous place in the entire Kislev. It is the frontline against Chaos and various alien beasts. Only those who have fought in the North can truly be called Kislev."
Rif warrior. I think, sooner or later, I will have that day..."
Boris said confidently. But he received the most severe reprimand from his father——
"That's not the place you should go. This city, the Tsar, and the Queen are the ones you should protect. The North is guarded by warriors from the North, and there are plenty of places for trials!"
Vladimir sternly reprimanded.
"My old friend, it may not be a bad thing to let him go to the north. Boris still needs experience. If you are worried, I can take him personally. Of course, this is provided that you agree."
Rhodes said with a smile.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I still decided to keep Boris by my side. He still needs to learn. He cannot go to the north before he has enough accumulation."
Vladimir answered politely. When Rhodes saw this, he said nothing. But young Boris stood aside, his eyes turned from expectation to despair. He also dreamed of climbing the Troll Snow Mountain one day.
You can see mammoth war elephants, frost dragons...but these wishes seem impossible to come true in a short time.
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Bandaga Palace, Tsar Pavel's room.
The rain slid down the stone wall from the roof of the palace. Lord White Bear, Rod, the son of the gods, left. The city of Kislev and the palace once again returned to the coldness and silence of the past. Pavel lay on the bed in a daze, exhausted.
When he was sleeping, Dennis came over and gently pressed his husband's shoulders.
"Your father left, and the city seemed to suddenly become quiet."
With his eyes closed, Pavel sighed meaningfully. He could already see the shadow of his mother Katrina in Rhodes, as if he was being pressed under someone's feet again and became a shadow-like existence. However, Rhodes and
After all, Katarina was different. Pavel doubted his father-in-law again and again, and denied himself again and again. If it weren't for Rhodes, he wouldn't be where he is today. When he looked at Dennis, he was even more upset about his small belly. And now, he
I repeated it again, but the speaker had no intention, but the listener listened again...
"Winter is coming soon, and it is normal to be quiet. After winter, things will naturally get busy again. My father left the city, but he promised me that when he arrived in Oerengrad, he would do his best to ensure that Kislev is safe.
The supply of materials and food will ensure that we can survive this winter."
Dennis said softly. Pavel couldn't help but hold the goddess's slender hand. Dennis was the goddess to him...
"I'm so lucky to have you and your father. He's not like those dirty aristocrats and useless ministers who dare not tell the truth. In this position, I feel that what I see every day is hypocrisy.
face."
Pavel complained. It was a real complaint. Denise could hear it and feel it. Having known Pavel for so many years, she already knew this man's temper and character very well.
"You are the king, that's what the king is..."
she said.
"By the way, you commended the northern soldiers and generals who contributed to the war, but if I remember correctly, there are still some people whom you seem to have forgotten to reward."
Dennis walked up to Pavel, squatted down, and asked with a smile.
"Who else? Vladimir and his son, the Snow Eagle veterans, the knights who follow me, the Northern Army... I really can't think of anyone else who has been missed? Don't tell me it's the Knights of the Black Rose, those imperial guys
They don’t belong to Kislev, and I hate them too. Who knows why they helped Rhodes, but I don’t believe it is just to rebuild the Moorish religion in Kislev.”
"Of course not the Knights of the Black Rose. They belong to the Empire, not to Kislev. The most we can do is give gifts to express our gratitude, and it is definitely not you who can award them."
"Who else?"
"The group of dwarves from the north." Dennis reminded, "They made huge sacrifices for this war. This war originally had nothing to do with them. But, they still came. If the north is in order to survive,
Fighting to overthrow the Blood Queen makes the dwarves' fight even more selfless. For this reason, should we also reward them? To express our gratitude."
Dennis stood up and looked at his husband with squinted eyes.
Pavel suddenly realized that he had indeed missed these people - these dwarves.
"Oh, if you don't tell me, I did forget."
Pavel shouted, and then fell into deep thought——
"But the treasury is very tight. After rewarding the soldiers of the Northern Army and my knights, I can no longer afford more. Maybe next year the situation will be better... I don't know. In short, Catalina has already emptied the treasury for the war.
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"I think you can follow the example of Blackhammer Castle."
Denise said as she walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine and filled two glasses.
"Dwarves value honor and like to be praised. Although it is realistic, it is not as realistic as humans... If the funds are not enough, build them a monument or something, and then set aside a special area in Kislev City.
, for the dwarves to live and use. Named after the dwarf war heroes. This can greatly satisfy the dwarves' pride. Every dwarf can brag that he is one of the liberators of Kislev. Let them
Bragging and drinking in a tavern are at least cheaper than real money."
Dennis said and handed the wine glass to Pavel. The king nodded with satisfaction. Although Pavel also wanted to come up with some ideas, his thinking always seemed to be slower. He smiled and continued to listen to Dennis.