"Charles, aren't you here to pay your respects to Aunt Delea?"

Olive finally closed her eyes and opened her eyes just in time to see her brother circling around the statue of the Virgin Delea, as if he was thinking about it.

"I've already mourned, Olive and we should go back!"

Charles looked at the more and more people in the square, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, he got into a big trouble during the day today, will something unexpected happen on someone's territory at this time?

After all, that's how they are played in movies.

"I want to ....... Stay a little longer!"

Olive raised her little face slightly, grabbed Charles's sleeve and looked at him expectantly, so that the tall fat man lost his temper in an instant, and could only try his best to pull Olive to a secluded corner, and protect the little girl in the middle with the female knight Lola.

Someone suddenly lit a candle in the square, and the starry candlelight began to spread little by little, and after a while, it was as beautiful as a galaxy.

"What is the big day today?"

Although candles are not valuables in this world, they are not something that can be squandered at will for civilians, and it is only then that Charles asks Olive a little with hindsight.

"It's Aunt Delea's martyrdom day, he didn't let us come when my father was there, I came to mourn by myself, and now my father is gone, so I ......."

Olive was in a low mood, and said with some sadness and resentment: "It's all to blame on the damned Compiègnes, if Aunt Delea was still here, we wouldn't be in such a situation now, she is a powerful high-ranking warrior, even the king must respect her opinion......"

"Oh...... Don't think about it anymore, trust me Olive, things will be fine. ”

Charles perfunctorily persuaded Olive on his lips, but doubts rose in his heart.

Since they were all "friends", why didn't the Marquis of Lorraine let Olive and himself come to mourn the saint Delaya? Could it be that the Marquis of Lorraine knew anything about the death of Delea?

On the way to the square, Olive told Charles about the death of the Virgin de Laya.

In the Hundred Years War between Englu and Florence decades ago, the Kingdom of Florence was beaten by the Engru people and was helpless, and the Engru army even captured the royal capital of Nasser, where the King of Engru claimed to succeed himself as King of Florens.

His Royal Highness Joseph Augustine, who was still the crown prince at the time, also declared himself the successor to the throne of Florens, and declared Aurelians, the only remaining large city, as the new royal capital of Florens.

Then the Engru army besieged Aurelian, because the Flensian army was defeated for many years, and Rosif Augustine went to his castle of Cinnon, the dragons in the city were depressed, and the balance of war had completely tilted in favor of the Engrus, if Aurelian fell, the whole of Florence would fall into the hands of the Engreux, and Florence could be called a dead country.

At this time, Delaya, who was born as a civilian, was born, and with his strong personal combat strength and excellent military command skills, he led a group of rebels composed of hillbillies to defeat the Engru people in succession, and also sounded the horn of the Folensian counterattack.

Thanks to Delereal's success, Rosseff Augustine's throne was finally recognized by the Church of Light and he was officially crowned King of Florence in Reims.

After the coronation of Ruseff I, the Florens finally changed the decline of the Hundred Years' War and were about to drive the Englos back to their homeland, but on this night before dawn, the victorious Delaya was captured in the small city of Compiègne, and then after several years, they were finally martyred in Engru.

The exact process of Delea's martyrdom has always been a mystery, and it is rumored that the lord of Compiègne sold Delea to the Engru because he was afraid of the Engru, and it is also said that the Engru offered a high reward, but no one was willing to redeem the Delaya, the hero of Florens.

None of these rumors were confirmed, but the mysterious death of the lord of Compiègne and the slow response of the newly crowned King Rousseff I to the rescue were criticized.

Charles Chevalier's father, Bourman Chevalier, was also one of the most important supporters of Rousself I at the time, and the two followed a lord together, so Charles thought that he might know something about Delea's death, and in order to hide something from his family, he forbade Olive to come here to mourn the goddess Delea.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the whole square was full of silent and solemn people, and the candlelight could not completely dispel the darkness, but made their figures swaying even more strangely, not far from the statue, there was a small group of people who were very suspicious, and for the sake of safety, Charles decided to leave here and stay away from the statue.

"Alright Olive there are too many people, it's time for us to leave!"

A wary Charles grabbed Olive by the arm and led her to the carriage outside the square.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ....."

A crisp bell suddenly broke the silence in the square, and Charles looked back to see that the handful of people had indeed made a fuss.

A small scaffold was erected, and on top of it stood a man in a white robe, and several bright lights shone upwards from under the scaffolding, rendering the man solemn and holy.

"Citizens of Florence, it is another year of mourning, and everyone gathers here again to deeply remember the savior of Aurelian, His Royal Highness Delareal, as a veteran of Florence who has followed His Highness, I feel as if I have returned to that passionate era......."

The man's voice was very loud, and there were several trumpet-like objects made of metal on the scaffolding, which had a certain sound-raising effect, and the whole square heard his infectious voice, and the silent crowd suddenly had some commotion.

"His Highness Delereal saved Aurelian, he saved Florens, he saved His Majesty the King, but ...... But he died in a conspiracy, as the greatest knight in a hundred years, how could His Highness be captured by those stupid Engerus?"

"I know who is behind all this, and I will find them out today and wash away the grievances of Her Highness the Holy Maiden.......

When Charles heard this, he had already concluded that something was going to happen here today, and the man on the scaffold was definitely not an ordinary veteran, and an ordinary veteran might have the courage to stick a knife in the ribs for Delaya in public, but he would never be able to say such inflammatory words.

"Olive Live, let's get out of now!"

Charles noticed that Olive had been fascinated, and looked in the direction of the scaffolding on tiptoe, and suddenly became angry, and pulled the little girl to forcibly take her away.

"I don't, I want to hear it, I want to know the cause of Aunt Deleya's death, please, Charles......"

"Lord Earl, please respect Miss Olive for her rights, she has done enough for you, is there no freedom now?"

Lola, the female knight, leaned over and reached out to protect Olive who was holding her feet apart and pulling her arms at the top of her waist.

"Lola, have you ever heard of 'curiosity kills cats'?"

"Earl, we're not cats!"

“.........”

Charles is a little angry, although he is a man who does not hesitate to deal with things, but "stay away from right and wrong, regardless of idle affairs" is the original creed of his existence.

"The death of the saint was because he was implicated by his teacher, and if the death of the saint was the sorrow of Aurelian, then his teacher was the greatest injustice of Florence for thousands of years......."

"You may not know who Her Highness is the teacher of the Holy Maiden, but you must know the sage Consekra, the master of the academic Midric....... Bourman Chevalier, Marquis of Lorraine, one of these powerful men....... All were just his students. ”

"Thirty years ago, the name of that Excellency was known to everyone in Flens, and even on the entire continent, but now....... Do any of you know his name?"

Charles froze, sensing the danger, but he felt as if he had grown fluff on his body and had become a cat.