"There is a tradition, or a rule, of the Washington family, that every heir after the age of fourteen has to take on such an obligation." Sigma looked at the family and said lightly, "Go and deliver the letter." When a warrior of a family dies in battle, the heirs in line to the throne have to sort out their relics and suicide notes by hand and send them to their families. ”

The necromancer took a deep breath, a look of remembrance flashed in his eyes: "The first time I received this kind of assignment from my father, I prepared for a night, affectionate words, full apologies, and the Washington family's bereavement and compensation for the families of the martyrs. I thought it would be easy, as long as we gave a solemn notice, a solemn funeral, and a generous bereavement and the promise of the Washington family, the bereaved people would be sad, but they would still be grateful to us, because we have the most complete system of bereavement and welfare, because we have proved to them with practical actions that the death of their loved ones in war has brought them and their children and grandchildren a happy life......

He looked up at the distant sky and said softly, "But I was wrong, when I knocked on their door with the relic box in my hand, and their empty expressions of despair and sadness blocked all my beautiful words, I could only apologize mechanically, explain the issue of pensions and benefits in a simple and clear way, and then run away from the door." I didn't get a good night's sleep for days, and their eyes always appeared in my dreams, and since then I have learned that life is so weighty, and for us, a person's death is only a tiny part of a battle report, just a cold number. And what a great pain it is for their loved ones......"

"That's probably what the family wants us to understand. War has never changed, life and death are the same. As the heir of the family, many lives will be lost in the future because of your decisions and commands, but do not hesitate or forget the awe, recall the sad and silent eyes that you remember, and look at the warriors who trusted Washington and even entrusted their lives and deaths, and you will know. One more reason to win......"

Ji Li wiped her tears and said in a sobbing voice, "We're going to do something, we're going to help her......"

"Help? Why? How can it help? Sigma whispered, "What stupid are you talking about?" ”

Kirly was stunned for a moment. said: "She has just lost her husband, and from now on she will have to pull her three children alone, and her life will definitely be difficult in the future, and orphans and widows will be bullied......"

"So what? Do we have this qualification? Sigma glanced at her. Said lightly. "The one who killed her husband may have been a feathered hussar from the House of Washington, or a red-clad soldier secretly supported by the Holy See, do you think we really have the position to give her a few gold coins as a handout with condescending pity?"

"It's not the same thing!" "It's not a handout, it's a tribute to a great mother!" exclaimed. ”

"No, it's charity. For a mother who has lost her husband but has re-shouldered double the burden and is determined to raise her three children in the future, no matter how difficult it may be. Any help from outsiders is an insult to her, and she doesn't need us to save her. We don't deserve to save her, we don't have that qualification. Sigma shook her head, "If you don't believe it, try it, even if you can reach out with peace of mind, she won't take it." ”

Ji Li hesitated, "That...... Then I also have to ask the people from the casino and the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce to take care of it a little bit! ”

"That's not necessary, you're nosy." Sigma sighed, "Kiri, you and I don't belong here, and we don't need to put ourselves in the position of saviors, for them, we are just outsiders, and you must know that human beings have a commendable and beautiful quality......"

The necromancer looked up, glanced at it a few times, and smiled, "Look, they're coming." ”

The paladin followed his gaze, only to see a figure flickering on the corner of the street, seven or eight mercenaries surrounded two men walking towards this side, and seeing one of them, a middle-aged man with gray hair and about fifty years old, Ji Li's face changed slightly.

The three children ran over happily, holding up the toys in their hands, and exclaimed with great joy: "Grandpa Freman! Uncle Oliver! Daddy sent us a gift again! ”

The woman stood up and looked at her three children dotingly, smiling gently and beautifully.

The middle-aged man known as Grandpa Freman was dressed in decent aristocratic civilian clothes, his hair was meticulously combed, he picked up Swan, who was wielding a wooden sword, and looked at Mrs. Boone with a smile on her face, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then turned into admiration, and said in a sincere tone: "Mrs. Boone, I am proud of you, you are a great mother. ”

"You've won the prize, Lord Baron." Mrs. Boone bowed, "This is what I should do." ”

Another mercenary named Uncle Oliver picked up the other two children and said in a deep voice: "We have heard about the matter, we are all cowards, we can't join the mercenary war group like Boone to work hard in the west to make a lot of money, we can only stay in the town to make a living, but at least we can still do a few things." Boone has done a lot for the town, and the people of Morninglight are not ungrateful white-eyed wolves, we will be your mother's brothers from now on! ”

Baron Freman also said softly: "Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, whether it is a soldier or a mercenary, the warriors of the frontier land are fighting for the welfare of mankind, I also went to the west as a pioneer nobleman in my early years, and now although I am retired, I still regard myself as a member of the pioneer army, in this way, Boone is my comrade-in-arms, Swan and they are like my sons and nephews, it is right to do something for the sons of my comrades-in-arms, and when they are older, I will send them to the right school to study." ”

He turned his head, stared at Swan in his arms, and smiled: "Maybe this little guy will become a knowledgeable master, that's something I dreamed of but never did." ”

Swan waved the wooden sword in his hand and protested, "I don't want a mage!" I want to be a brave mercenary like my father! ”

Mrs. Boone, who had always maintained a soft smile, heard her son's words, and her face changed. "No! ”

The little boy gave her mother a strange look: "What's the matter, Mommy?" ”

Baron Freman gave Madame Boone a relieved look and motioned for it to be handed over to me. He shook the little boy in his arms and asked with a smile, "Why did little Swan become a mercenary?" ”

The little boy puffed up his chest and said loudly: "Because I want to send back a lot of things every year like my father, for my mother and younger brothers!" ”

"Oh, little Swan is amazing, but if he leaves his hometown like Daddy. I haven't seen my mother for a long time, but your mother will miss you, if you're not around. She's going to be lonely and lonely. Baron Freman patted the child's little head and said with a smile, "It's good for your father to make money outside and buy you lots and lots of good things." You're a little man. Be by your mother's side. Take care of her in place of her father, make her happy, make her happy, make her happy...... You know? ”

"Oh......" Swan gritted his finger, "but...... But I still want to be a mercenary. ”

When Oliver heard this, he laughed beside him: "Even if you become a mercenary, you don't have to leave your mother, just like your Uncle Oliver." It's also fun to stay in town as a mercenary. ”

"I don't want it!" Swan shook his head vigorously in refusal, "Uncle Oliver runs around stupidly all day. It's not to help people move things, or to find cats for grandma, it's too unproductive, I want to be a mercenary like my father, wearing beautiful armor and holding a sword, to fight the bad guys! ”

Hearing this, Oliver smiled bitterly: "Even if you say so, the west is very dangerous, the environment is also very bitter, and going to war is not a happy thing......"

Swan pouted: "Liar! Dad said in every letter that the west is very good, and he is very happy! ”

"The reason why your father is happy is because he knows what he is doing, even if he suffers a little, but the money he earns will make your mother and you live a good life, and will make you happy...... when he thinks of your happiness, even if he is tired and tired Baron Freman pinched Swan's nose, "Whether it is a mercenary like your father who went to a foreign country, or a mercenary like Uncle Oliver who stayed in the town, the mercenary profession is essentially the same, it is a profession that makes others happy and wrongs himself." Your father's salaries and other uncles who went on expeditions to the west not only make your family happy, but also build good halls and roads for the town, and your Uncle Oliver and other mercenary uncles travel around the town all day long, helping those in need, and also to make more people happy......"

"As for you, my little darling." The gray-headed old baron said softly, "Whether it is your father or us, we hope that you can stay by your mother's side, accompany her, take care of her, raise your younger brothers with her, whether you will be a mercenary or any other profession in the future, and most importantly, you must be in a place where your mother can look at her, so that she can smile for you...... May I? ”

Now Swan couldn't fully understand the baron's words, but the child's simple but keen intuition made him nod: "Then I'll be like Uncle Oliver, be a mercenary to stay in the town, mom and dad always teach me to help others, and they will be happy if I become a mercenary who can help others!" ”

"Little guy, be mentally prepared, the mercenary industry is not so easy." Oliver laughed, and said without being fierce at all, "It's going to be a lot of suffering!" ”

"Will being a mercenary make it hard?" Swan looked at Oliver curiously, "Then why did Dad and Uncle become mercenaries?" ”

The innocent children's voice made the mercenaries present slightly stunned, whether it was the mercenaries in the town or the two men who came from afar to deliver the relics, they looked at each other, and finally smiled with relief.

Oliver put down the two children in his hand, stroked Swan's head, and smiled slightly: "Children, people like us with a bad background are destined to be born to suffer, constantly losing, constantly being wronged, and constantly suffering, but no matter what happens, as long as the person is not dead and the hope is there, we must continue to work hard and work hard......"

Maybe it was recalling the lost friends and grievances he had suffered, or maybe he thought of his loved ones, his voice was a little stalked, and he said in a trembling voice: "The only reason we can persevere is to firmly believe that this qiē is meaningful." Because we believe that our efforts and dedication will make you, our beloved children and descendants, and our loved ones, not have to be us, and will no longer have to suffer what we have suffered......"

"Ah, the uncles are crying!" Mars and Robert pointed to the mercenaries present in surprise, and then clapped their hands and laughed, "Cry! Crying! Shame! Shame! ”

"See?" Sigma patted Kili on the shoulder, "She doesn't need the help of our group of outsiders at all, because a group of men have already made a pact with each other when they leave their hometown to go out to work, and then use their lives and souls to fulfill their promises." The preciousness of human beings is to support each other in despair, to stagger forward together, to endure and sacrifice for the sake of their loved ones...... Mercenaries, it's interesting. ”

"So what can we do?" Gilly kept wiping away tears.

"Just keep them silent." Sigma said softly, "Protect a kind and strong life." (To be continued......)

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