In the midst of a curtain wall of flickering white light, someone swore and walked down the steps.

Coming out of the white light, Sirisha's ash furnace helmet was lost, his hair was unkempt, his armor was tattered, his beard was burnt, and his face was stained with black ash. The dwarf was groping his neck with his hands, shaking his head, as if to make sure there was a hole in it.

Suddenly, he stopped, looked up, squinted his little eyes, and looked ahead.

It was a makeshift sanctuary, with a crest of the Lady of War hanging on the grey stone wall—a staggered blade of swords and a running wolf. Outside the altar, several knights of the goddess were half-kneeling on the ground, their hands pressed on the wings of their swords, praying reverently, and when they heard the curse, they couldn't help but raise their heads.

There were many similar glances, and there were many people in the hall who were just as embarrassed as him, and all of them fell silent and looked in this direction. The dwarf hesitated, picked up the axe, and carried it on his shoulder, he recognized several acquaintances, whistled:

"Griegel, long eared one, how's it going?"

The elf folded her hands, leaned against a marble column, and looked back from that direction and looked at him with emerald eyes.

"I'll ask you, long-eared one."

"We, did we win?"

Words echoed through the empty hall.

Someone stood up, with an inexplicable glint in his gaze, and pointed in a direction with his hand.

A long crystal, long enough for someone to hug, hovered above the abutment in the center of the hall. The dwarf opened his mouth slightly, and looked in that direction, and from the multi-faceted crystal structure, a changing, flickering picture was projected in the center of the hall like a glow of light—

It was the last time before dawn.

Many people were walking silently through the forest, some with longbows, some with great swords, tearing thorns with long thorns with gloves, crossing the rugged ground, stepping on the intertwined roots and rocks, sweeping away the branches and leaves, and looking up at the front, where the cedar trunks were like a faint dividing line.

Outside the forest, behind the clouds, a ray of light had risen, like a wind and snow that was subsiding.

On the other side of the valley, on top of the cliffs, a large number of people came out from the edge of the woodland, and when they looked in this direction, they seemed to realize something, and their faces couldn't help but smile. Many laughed and danced, waving their hands vigorously—

Scorching Qihua and Yanxin were also among them, but the two of them were a little quiet, just silently watching this scene.

That kind of emotion gradually soaked everyone, and the people who came out of the forest looked at each other, and a glimmer of relief could not help but rise in their eyes. People looked back at the flag being passed behind them—the silver flag, which was being passed from one hand to the other, and crossed the line between light and dark, and was then taken over by a small pair of hands.

May held the flag and turned away, looking up at Miss Nightingale in front of her.

Alyssa smiled, bowed her head slightly, took the flag with both hands, and turned past the taciturn box and Ai Xiaoxiao, whose dark eyes, as if with a bright light, were watching Alyssa walk step by step over the edge of the cliff, and gradually walked up to the top of the mountain.

She stopped there and looked up at the man—all eyes were on him. The morning breeze lifted the hair in front of Fang Yuan's forehead, and the twinkling stars on the swinging collar - he was looking at Miss Nightingale in his ranks:

"Commander."

Fang Yu did not reply, but took the flag with his hand, raised his head, and looked at the pattern hanging from the flag—one of the many ideals that people had given since the time of the Star Gate, its light may have dimmed, but it has never been extinguished.

Without saying a word, he raised the flag with one hand, and the flag was gently raised, so that everyone could see the pattern on it—the holy white shield, which guarded the stars of dawn, the seven sharp swords, symbolizing the seven oaths, guarding beauty, peace, ideals and never-ending courage, the all-encompassing mind, the flame of reason, and finally, justice.

At that moment, the cold wind of the early morning was rolling through the clouds and through the forest above the cliffs, and the valley was gradually receding from the cloak of darkness, and everyone held their breath and stared at the silver banner as if they had lit faith. They lightly pressed their hands on their chests, and under their chests, their hearts were slightly agitated......

There was silence in the community.

There is an incredible glint in people's eyes.

In the growing group of participants, everyone fell silent and looked at each other.

Mia blinked, and there was a smile in her eyes that shimmered with a little light.

That's—

Banner of Mount Covenant.

Between the mountains, the Grey Knights were silent.

On the cliff, from behind the forest, more and more flags emerged, one by one, under the twilight, gradually connecting into one piece, like a little silver flame.

"They can't have ...... So many people ......" Femoen said to the lord in a hoarse voice, "That's just a bluff......"

Bud-Black Feather silently pressed the hilt of his sword, staring in that direction, but shook his head slightly. "Femoen, across from us is a keen opponent. They didn't choose to leave before dawn, which means they had already planned everything, so we were left with only one option, and that was to leave-"

"But, sir."

"Femoun, there are many ways to victory, but there is often only one reason for defeat," he replied, turning back at the pale-faced high knight, "that is arrogance, and despising the enemy will make you lose judgment and see the danger of approaching." ”

Feemone lowered his head: "So, my lord, what are we going to do next?" ”

"Retreat in the direction of Guta and wait for supplies to arrive," Bard Black Feather replied, "and report this battle truthfully, I need the support of Dragon and Bloody Eye." ”

A glimmer of disbelief flashed in Femoen's eyes: "Is this possible, my lordship, just to deal with these refugees, and let the other two caretakers come to our aid, is this ...... This will make you a ...... in the eyes of others The ...... of the laughing stock"

"I don't care about any laughing stock, and I don't care about the fool's ridicule," Bard Black Feather silently looked in that direction, "I'm going to let Bloody Eye bring his mercenary group to this place, and let Dragonon guard the area around Charter City, the situation is changing, and Elpahim is nothing compared to it." ”

Femern was silent for a moment, not quite understanding why a momentary defeat would make this adult, who had always been known for his strategy, take it like this.

But perhaps, as rumors have been rumored, this adult is sometimes a little too cautious. But of course, he didn't dare to say more, so he only asked, "So, my lord, do you have any other orders?" ”

The latter seemed a little hesitant for the first time, and tapped his finger lightly on the hilt of the sword: "Maybe we should devote some attention to the area of Gray Tree Ridge." ”

"Your Excellency!?" Femern asked, somewhat surprised. Since they didn't have enough troops, how could they still divide their troops at this time, and besides, what was there to note about Gray Tree Ridge? It's not about this war at all, is it?

But Bard Black Feather looked at him silently:

"I hope I'm thinking too much, but I'm going to carry out this order."

"I believe in my own ......"

“…… Gut feeling. ”

Looking at the receding gray flag, the black and white battle robes, densely packed like ants, also like a tide, are gradually disappearing from the valley.

When the whining horn sounded through the valley, many people seemed to relax their tense nerves all of a sudden, and couldn't help but hug each other and cheer.

We won -

Sky Blue grabbed Ji Ta's hand and couldn't help laughing and screaming, which made Miss Naturalist scramble, and even the magic guide book fell to the ground. She burst out laughing, picked the latter up at once, and spun around, "Flily, Fleur," called Kita, blushing, "let me go." ”

Tianlan then put down the disheveled hair of Miss Naturalist, who gritted her teeth and glared at him angrily.

But Tianlan didn't care, she panted and turned her head, and suddenly, a figure came into her eyes. The girl couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and an inexplicable feeling rose in her heart—she silently looked at the young man standing on the edge of the cliff with his staff in hand, and the latter did not say a word, and was staring at the army of gray knights in the distance.

She couldn't help but think of the scene on the battlefield.

The man with the staff in his hand, who was silent, commanded thousands of troops.

Perhaps, it is everything that the other party has been trying to prove, to her, to his parents, and to everyone he cares about.

The girl's heart doesn't know what kind of emotion it is, maybe mixed with a little hazy good feeling, and the experience of sharing joys and sorrows along the way, and a little annoyance, and a slight vinegar, but not so passionate and lingering, only flowing a thin trickle, just like everyday.

It's just that it is injected into the heart all the time, and over time, it gradually forms a habit of necessity. All the memories turned into the bouquet of holly branches and brilliant fireworks, and she looked at the shadow, and there seemed to be a hint of understanding in her heart.

Although he did not speak, it was self-evident. A slight flush involuntarily stained my cheeks.

Luo Yuzheng turned his head and looked at the poet lady who was looking at him with some surprise, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. But Azure glanced at him and turned away sullenly.

The light was rising on Alyssa's face, and she looked back at the boy standing on top of the rock, and couldn't help but smile.

She smiled and said, "Well done, Captain." ”

Fang Yu shook his head.

He stared at the fluttering flag, and his mind was full of thoughts, was it a coincidence that Mount Covenant, his teacher R, and Miss Mia had walked the same path as them?

And is the road ahead for the redeemed really easy, and it may be a road that lies dormant under thorns, and does not even lead to final victory. Does the dream of Mount Covenant really reflect the reality of the moment, he has not experienced that mighty struggle, but what confidence can he surpass his predecessors?

Perhaps the only thing he could do was to keep going. He made this decision unintentionally, but found the path he wanted to take from it.

Perhaps, this is just a coincidence.

"Well done, Miss Alyssa."

He replied.

Miss Nightingale squinted her eyes and smiled softly.

Behind the two, Maye was looking up at everyone here, and she gently rested her little hand on her chest, feeling the pounding heartbeat. The mentor had asked her what she was looking for, but at the moment, she felt as if she was feeling that emotion.

What is justice?

Perhaps this is the justice she is seeking.

She never imagined how wonderful it would feel to be given the courage to fight alongside like-minded people and become a barrier to others to stand for.

The Paparal untied the kettle from his waist, unscrewed the lid, lifted it up, and shouted to the two men in front of him:

"Brothers, let's have a toast."

"Cheers."

Luo Hao also raised the kettle, and the box only hesitated for a moment before taking out his own small water bottle.

The two kettles and the water bottle are gently touching each other.

Let's celebrate the victory.

Above the community, similar words seem to be swiping the screen.

Everyone was relieved, and their spirits were as if they had experienced a hearty baptism.

They witnessed a big drama together, from the impossible to the possible, and witnessed the real process of defeating the strong with the weak, and everything happened like a miracle in just a dozen hours.

Although people know in their hearts that the Crowclaw Sanctuary is only a temporary retreat and will return at any time, since a miracle has happened, who knows if it will come again?

Moreover, what people see is not only miracles, but also the silent words that many people have forged together - the flag, which they have seen before, but which is long gone. Now, together with the spirit it represents, it is back on this land.

Mount Covenant.

It was a testimony of the times.

Silent emotions reverberate in everyone's heart, and those who have compassion for the weak and empathy for justice seem to feel a deep touch in their hearts. The wandering horse sat in front of his screen, silent for a long time, he hesitated to type out a line of text, and then deleted it—

It took a few repetitions before he really sorted out the title:

'Memories of the past—'

'Being strong is not justice, but justice is not necessarily weak. ’

In Miya's group, it took a long time before someone finally asked:

"You ...... What do you think? ”

"We have new companions."

"It's still a little one."

"Miss Mia, your vision is as good as ever."

"Of course." The girl replied smugly, closing the communication channel, and snickering.

She turned her head and dragged her voice: "Xiaobai—"

The boy frowned and looked over.

……

"Excuse me, what's next?"

Blackcock looked at the ship's officer in front of him with some caution, and the thick stack of maps on the table looked a little restrained.

Few people know the origin of this noble lady, but defeating Bard Black Feather, even if it is relying on Fang Yuan's ability to take charge alone, it also makes people understand that the other party is not simple. In this era, there are a few people with such knowledge and ability, and arranging troops is by no means something that ordinary people can relate.

Now that the Ravental Sanctuary had receded, but the other party would make a comeback at any time, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and felt that staying here and waiting for death might not be the way to go—although they had won once, the other party would definitely be more prepared next time.

When the army is overwhelmed, it is impossible for them to perform miracles again and again, right? Mister Ed was very powerful, but this time they had done their best, and they couldn't have repelled the Ravental Temple's steady stream of support in this place again and again.

But what to do, he has no clue, he can't take the initiative to attack Guta Port or other areas, right? That sounds even more nonsensical, as if you took the initiative to go out and find death. The difference in strength between the two sides is obvious, but what else can they rely on?

He couldn't help but have a headache for a while.

But Sylvid smiled and replied, "I have a solution, Mr. Grey Whistle...... Before that, I had actually discussed this with Ed and him. ”

Both of the people in the room looked at her with some surprise—

However, Sylvid was a little quiet, and said with a smile: "It's just that now, we still need to wait for some information." ”

Blackcock couldn't help but ask, "What is the information, Miss Sylvede?" ”

But Sylvid didn't answer.

She turned her head and looked at the sand night on the side: "Miss Sand Night, I actually remembered something. ”

Sand Night was stunned for a moment.

"I remember you told Ed about the filmmaker."

Sand Night was silent for a moment before remembering the incident and nodded. She did say it, but it was Fang Yu who took the initiative to ask them, but she didn't quite understand why the other party suddenly talked about this.

She was about to speak, but it was at this moment that someone pushed the door and walked in. It was the ranger who stayed outside, he patted the snow on his body, looked at the few people in the house, and then spoke: "Miss Sylvide, Miss Sandnight, Mr. Blackbird, an unidentified army has been found outside the town...... They—They seem to claim to be the knights of Marlan and Milera......"

Sylvide narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled, and nodded.

Then she turned around, looked at the two of them and said:

"We're going to have to get the Ravental Temple moving and we're going to have to tire them out."

"But it's not enough to rely on us, we need some reinforcements."

She paused for a moment, then added, "Mr. Grey Whistle, I suppose you are not the only ones who have been redeemed?" ”

Blackbow was slightly stunned before nodding. "We actually have a common leader, but the adult is not in this place, and those like-minded companions are not necessarily near Grey Owl. I've brought all the people I can muster. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Sylved replied, "I'll need to write a letter next, and then I'll go back to finding the true weakness of the Ravental Temple." ”

"The real weakness of the Temple?"

"I guess there's always a weakness in them," the Captain smirked mysteriously, "and I'm sure we're pretty close to that answer after this victory." ”

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of paper from the table with her slender hand.

……