"School?" Harrison was slightly stunned, then shook his head.

"Patriarch, school is not a necessity for the current Dawn City.

There is a lot more important work than school, and I have asked the town hall to open evening classes for learning in the square, two times a week, to teach civilians to read. ”

Li De shook his head.

"Schools are a necessity and must be built in the future.

Education is a big project, and the city of dawn must have more cutting-edge talents in the future.

However, it does need to be at the bottom of the queue at the moment. ”

It is an immutable truth that education is a strong country, and most of the people in the City of Dawn are low-level civilians, and many people don't even know their own names.

Only with a high-quality crowd base can it be possible to give birth to more outstanding top talents, which is a truth that everyone must admit.

The odds of a farmer who doesn't know how to teach a talent can't be higher than the chance of a level 15 archmage teaching a talent.

But at present, it is indeed early to build a school, and the work in all aspects is far from being done.

At the very least, you have to be well fed and clothed before you are in the mood to talk about education.

"The war is over, and the City of Dawn is now back on track.

A war cannot stop our momentum. ”

A little heaviness flashed in Li De's eyes.

"Tomorrow is the funeral of the heroes, and I want all the heroes who died fighting for the city of dawn to receive the most glorious respect."

Talking about this topic, Harrison's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Yes, Patriarch." He was the only second-generation Bloodline who was not born in this battle, and he could only wait for news in the rear when the others died on the front line.

At this point, Harrison couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong, was it really right not to learn offensive magic?

If one day the enemy hits Daybreaker, will it only be able to unleash buff magic behind the Bloodborn?

Harrison couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Li De looked at Harrison's dim eyes and seemed to understand his thoughts, and shook his head slightly, "Harrison, not everyone has to charge on the battlefield.

I'm relieved that the City of Dawn has taught you management, and the role you play here is comparable to that of three level 15 archmages. ”

Indeed, if Dawnbreaker hadn't had Harrison helping him with trivial political matters all the time, he wouldn't have had so much energy to do anything else.

Talents are diverse, they can be business pride, management talents, builders, and blacksmiths who forge weapons.

A city is undoubtedly unbalanced if it only has a strong fighting force, and unless it is strong enough to ignore all enemies, it can only be regarded as a lame walk.

Harrison nodded, and the darkness in his eyes slowly faded and brightened again.

"Patriarch...... I think I get it."

......

The purpose of waging war is to gain more living space, and this theme has not changed from the beginning to the present.

And the soldiers who die in a battle are often the most heart-wrenching.

With the fusion of the inhabitants of Dawnbreak City and the Holy Light Blood Clan, the original fear and fear have long since disappeared, and in exchange for a harmonious relationship with each other.

But after the war, many residents found that the Bloods who had been talking and laughing with them a few days ago had been covered with a white shroud and placed in a black coffin, leaving them forever.

This sudden parting is often difficult to accept.

But there is no war that does not die.

With the propaganda of the Ministry of Propaganda.

In the evening of the next day.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the residents of the entire City of Dawn spontaneously gathered in the Dawn Square.

These residents, dressed in black or dark clothes and with a white flower on their chests, stood in the square with solemn expressions, looking at the coffins that had been neatly arranged in the square.

Above each coffin were magically drawn pictures, and the smiling faces had become eternal.

In the center of dozens of coffins, the corpse of a cyclops, which was as large as a hill, lay peacefully.

The head was covered with a long white cloth, and the dense scars on his body showed the bravery of the cyclops in front of him.

Twenty Bloods have been using magic to protect the corpse from the heat.

At dusk, a pale golden glow shimmered in the sky.

Below is a crowd of grief-stricken-faced people.

The atmosphere is easy to infect each other, even if some people don't know the blood clan who died in battle, but in this atmosphere, no one can remain calm.

"The Lord of Cachar is here"

A low shout, and then the crowd turned their heads in unison.

Looking at the figure wearing a black mage robe and also wearing a white flower on his chest, the eyes of the crowd showed a look of excitement.

"Good day, Kachar crowns ......"

"The Lord of Cachar ......."

For a moment, it seemed that even the sad atmosphere in the air was much less.

This is their King, the Lord of the Dawn, the crown of the great gods, and their Savior.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Li De stepped on the bluestone ground with a solemn expression, without turning, and walked directly through the gap in the coffin, step by step, step by step.

The crowd dressed in black with conspicuous white flowers on their chests, their eyes moved as Li De walked forward.

The black coffin, the corpse of the cyclops, everything was full of sadness.

Li De's eyes swept over the smiling pictures on the coffin, and his heart became solemn.

These are the heroes of the City of Daybreak, and their exploits are destined to be recorded in the annals of the City of Daybreak.

Stomp ~ Stomp ~ The sound of stepping on the stone slab was muffled, and it was taken step by step to the high platform.

Li De's dark and deep gaze looked down at the silent crowd below, and he took a deep breath after feeling the solemn atmosphere in the air.

"Our people, I am your lord, Kachar"

Standard opening remarks, but unlike before, Li De's tone was very low and serious.

Betty and Isha also participated in the rally, and the two girls also wore the black robes that the tailor shop had made for them today.

Isha's eyes lit up immediately after looking at Lide, and her little hand was holding Betty tightly.

And Betty, the Northland Valkyrie, looked around with a little curiosity, although she had a good impression of the city, she was used to seeing life and death, and she didn't have much sadness about death.

The people of the Northland are never afraid of death, let alone the warriors who died on the battlefield, this is an honor.

She was interested in how these civilians could be so sad about the vampire's sacrifice.

This would be unimaginable anywhere else.

"Today, we are going to have a great funeral for our heroes"

"The Light Bloods are the patrons of the City of Dawn and the guardians of all its inhabitants.

Every Holy Light Blood Clan lying peacefully in the coffin beside you has died for the City of Dawn. ”

"They are heroes, heroes deservedly so, heroes that every resident of Dawnbreak should have in their hearts."

Li De's tone was tinged with grief.

"No one wants to give up their lives, but for the sake of their relatives and friends behind them, for the land under their feet, and for the love in their arms.

Every Bloodline of Light stood up for this, sacrificing their lives in exchange for a thriving future for the City of Daybreak. ”

"Each and every one of us is a beneficiary"

"Today, we are here to mourn the heroes who died for the City of Dawn, this is their honor!"

Li De's voice had an irresistible incitement, and his tone became more and more high-pitched.

"I swear an oath to my people in the name of the Patriarch of the Holy Light Blood Clan, Lord of the City of Daybreak.

From now on, as long as the residents who die for the City of Daybreak, whether they are civilians or the Holy Light Blood Clan, they are eligible to be buried in the Heroes Cemetery, and they will be praised by everyone in the City of Daybreak. ”

"In order to commemorate these heroes who died for the city of dawn, I will build a monument to the heroes of the dawn in the city of dawn,

Every hero who gave his life for the city of Dawn should be remembered! ”

These words made the crowd below excited, and it was unbelievable that everyone who died for the city of dawn could receive such an honor.

How many people don't want to die and be praised and admired? The former civilians were so humble, so humble that no one would care about them, and now they once again felt recognized and valued.

The vigilantes and other town hall employees were even more agitated, and they felt the meaning of their existence in the words of the lord of Cachar.

Those who have paid for the City of Dawn will not be forgotten.

"Long live the crown of Cachar!!"

"Long live the city lord of Kachar!!"

“......”

With the shouts of the civilians, the aura of sadness disappeared a lot for a while.

Looking at the handsome figure on the high platform, countless residents were sincerely grateful at this time.

Li De took a deep look at the crowd, the hero's sacrifice is a very sad thing, but it can also transform this sad thing into a good thing that unites the people and guides everyone to be positive.

Wait until the noise of the crowd has subsided, then continue.

"I want every resident to remember this day."

"In order to commemorate the heroes who died, I decided to set the time of their sacrifice - May 10 as Heroes Day.

Every year on May 10th, we hold a memorial service for the deceased heroes. ”

Li De paused and looked at the crowd below who were staring at him with burning eyes.

Loud voice.

"Now, for the hero's funeral"

"Offering Flowers"

At this time, on the street outside the square, Nilo, the Holy Spirit priest of the Daybreak Sect, dressed in a white priest's robe, followed by twenty goddaughters, holding white flowers in their hands.

There was an indescribable majesty and holiness in Nilo's pale golden pupils, and the surrounding crowd unconsciously raised solemn expressions when they saw the saint.

No one dares to blaspheme the majesty of the gods.

Step by step.

The goddaughter sang a hymn in a low voice behind her, and the scene was filled with a strong religious atmosphere.

Under everyone's gaze, Nilo gently placed the flowers in her hand on the coffin in the middle.

The white flowers are the stark contrast to the dark coffin.

After offering the flowers, Nilo bowed deeply to the coffin, and finally turned back to the goddaughter and sang a hymn in a low voice.

At this time, the crowd began to step forward spontaneously, placing the white flowers on their hands or the flowers they wore on their chests on top of the coffin.

The whole scene is solemn and extremely holy.

Everyone was filled with an inexplicable sense of honor on this occasion, and it seemed that it was a matter of great luck for everyone to be able to participate in it.

It took half a day for the crowd to finish laying flowers.

At this time, a thick layer of flowers had been piled up on the coffin.

Li De's tone was still heavy.

"Sent to the Hero's Cemetery"

After hearing the order, the security team members on the side stepped forward to carry the coffin.

The giant cyclops was lifted by the hands of twenty Bloodline mages.

The scene was very shocking.

Dozens of coffins, plus the corpse of a cyclops, walked out the streets of Daybreak City.

All the inhabitants then followed the funeral procession.

At this time, the crowd has come first and last, and there is no longer the estrangement and strangeness in their eyes, they are all standing together at this time.

They are all seeing off the heroes.

The flowers on the coffin fell little by little on the bluestone ground with the pace of progress, and the scene was extremely poignant.

A flower-paved avenue appeared on the streets of the City of Dawn as the coffin progressed, and the flowers that fell from the coffin were endowed with an indescribable sacredness.

Li De walked in front of the funeral procession.

In the crowd, countless eyes watched this scene, and their eyes were all moved.

Even Betty, the Northland Valkyrie who is accustomed to seeing countless lives and deaths, can't help but look solemn when she sees this scene.

It is almost every warrior's dream to receive such a glorious funeral after death, and she has never had such a grand funeral in the Northlands, and the City of Dawn has more and more surprises for him.

At the same time, she was also very surprised by Li De's performance.

As the ruler of a city, the king of a race, he can do this to the soldiers who died in battle.

This is unimaginable in the human realm, when did the high-ranking nobles ever care about the life and death of their soldiers?

Turning her head to look at the sadness in the eyes of the crowd around her, she suddenly understood something.

The city is so vibrant and charming.

Not without reason.

Because they had such a wonderful city lord, a king that she would envy all.