Draenor lay on the couch, looking at the swaying black tea in the cup, waiting for the crowd to reply.

From the moment he got home, he had told Viklico all about it, but to her surprise, she seemed to have anticipated all the work she had been doing in the Order.

"'Seed of the Moon', is that the word for him?" Vikily leaned forward, staring at Draenor with a serious look in her eyes, repeating the word in standard Misarianic language.

"That's right......" Draenor glanced at the cup, the scarlet liquid reminding him of what he had seen the previous afternoon, and finally pushed the cup to the table, "Do you know anything about this?" ”

Vicilico blinked and shook her head in disappointment, "First listen...... Maybe that's the code name for something. You know, Azra's clan has been performing some kind of strange ritual in Nikanlos, which may have something to do with the tentacles of those strange creatures......"

After hesitating for a moment, Vikiriko sighed and made that reluctant memory, "Actually, before the Blood Sect became the Misarians, we, like the Daredevils, believed that the moon was the god who gave us life...... It continued until the beginning of the Age of Miracles that this was regarded as superstition. But under the belief of countless people for thousands of years, even superstition can become a reality, so we should have been affected by some kind of power in the ruins of Murphysland before, so that kind of dream was generated......"

Seed of the Moon...... The Nightmare of the New Moon...... God...... Those southern beasts weren't just trying to defeat the Nikanlos Empire, they were craving Vekilic's blood for something else, and it had something to do with those weird rituals anyway!

The candlelight shone in Draenor's eyes, and he suddenly realized that he was standing on the edge of the door to something, as if in the moment that connected it all, the curtain covering the Yazira conspiracy was lifted from the moment he was overwhelmed by fear. And what this curtain conceals is some mysterious and unimaginable existence, like a nightmare, or those unreachable bodies.

Boom...... Boom......

There was a light knock on the door twice, and Jeanne went to open the door, Jett was standing in the doorway in a long black dress, her expression was still a little dazed, and she didn't even dare to raise her head to look directly at the people in front of her.

"Draenor ...... It's time for us to go......" she said in a deep tone, still with a hint of trembling.

There's one more important thing to do...... Draenor suddenly remembered, hugged the trench coat on the back of the sofa, and walked towards the door.

"Save that for later, and anyway, you'd better stay in the house until those Yazra people are completely gone." He turned back to Vickyly and said, it sounded a little suspicious of restricting her personal freedom, but it was undoubtedly the best way to ensure her safety.

Kicking on his boots, putting his newly purchased black top hat on top of his head, he turned and followed Jett downstairs. Those who are alive need to continue fighting...... And those dead chats also deserve a heavy funeral.

The carriage carrying Errao drove to the hillside of the Kailar district and stopped, and when he pushed the door open, the first person he saw was Dino.

He was also dressed in a black cashmere trench coat, his head wrapped in gauze, and the tightly wound threads blended with his silver hair.

I don't know if it's because of the early discharge, the captain's face looks bad, and he can even be a little sluggish. Draenor didn't even respond to a few slaps on him, just staring at the hillside in the distance that was full of black people.

"Dino?" He patted the captain on the back again, and Dino finally reacted, and the moment he turned his head, it seemed that he had ripped open the scar on the back of his head that had just been stitched up. He frowned, gasped and hissed, and it took a moment to regain his strength.

"Coming?"

"Here we are." Draenor looked back at Jett, who had stepped out of the carriage with a gentle step, and nodded slightly.

"What about the family?" He forced himself not to give out the name of the instructor, and deliberately used an outsider tone to hide the sadness in his heart.

"Duke: They'll be notified early this morning...... It was a family member, but in fact there were only two people, his wife, and his wife's brother. Dino was about to reach out to hold the back of his head, but subconsciously hung his hand in the air, for fear that he would cause secondary damage to himself.

The role of the messenger has been brought into play...... Draenor was silent, and walked with the two of them toward the hillside. I thought that as a member of the team who acted at the same time, I should report to Mrs. Reiner by myself, but it seems that Du Jiao's work is not very easy, and he has to politely tell the most frightening facts, and he needs to find a way to appease the emotions of his family, and maybe he will be affected by "Why didn't you protect him?" Accusations like that.

And the most important and difficult part is not only that, as a member of the Knights, the lower knights are not allowed to disclose the content of the mission to the victim's family without authorization, when? What happened? In the face of such problems, one can only choose to remain silent. That is, those poor family members don't even know how Reiner died, let alone what he died for......

"For the sake of Kerton, and even for the glory of the kingdom of Nagseus, sacrificed." This is Mikhail's answer.

Walking up the hillside, Draenor recognized at a glance in the crowd the stout, blind man, who was holding a young lady and caressing her back gently and over and over again.

It was Uncle Bourbon and his sister, the instructor's widow, Mrs. Reiner.

In addition, there are many unfamiliar faces, who hold up black umbrellas in the sunshine, blocking out the untimely light.

"It seems that the instructor's former colleagues are here......" Dino muttered in a low voice.

"Everyone who can come is here...... Why do it? "Draenor was a little puzzled, no one would be so rude as not to attend his colleague's funeral, and besides, Reiner's reputation in the Knights was not high, so it stands to reason that there should be more people here.

"Master Commander Kaylard, Raymond. Instructor Tiegler ...... Dino inconspicuously raised his finger to introduce the unfamiliar faces to Draenor one by one, "These five were once the instructor's teammates, but that's not all......"

Dino sighed, moved his finger slightly to the side, pointed to the tombstone not far from the hillside and continued: "The rest, it's all in there......"

"Creator of Kerdon's Glory, Greatest Knight......" Draenor whispered the words engraved on the tombstone, and then fell silent as he stood in a row with his two teammates, preparing for the sudden funeral.

……

When Captain Mikhail personally announced the end of the funeral, Delano walked to the tombstone with the flowers handed by Jett, and gently placed the dew-stained white cornflower in front of the tomb.

In addition to those familiar words, the most conspicuous corner under the tombstone is engraved with an extra line of words:

"Guardian of Kerton, Hudson. Reiner"

"Mr. Delaenor, right?"

A soft call came from his ears, and Draenor turned his head, the man in a solemn black dress was Mrs. Reiner.

She deliberately lowered her head, letting the black veil that hung from the brim of her hat obscure her eyes, but Draenor still noticed the completely soaked sleeves.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" In order to fail to protect him at the time, and to share the cruel reality for the other party, Draenor replied to the other party in a sigh-like voice.

"It's already like this, it's useless...... Mr. Regiment Commander has passed with me, and all of this is caused by a misplan, and no one is to blame...... Ah......h

At the moment when the sobs were about to erupt, she sighed slowly, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "Did he leave anything behind?" ”

"Welcome... It's for Ling Yuan......"

"That's right...... I'm sorry I couldn't tell my daughter about this fact, and she ......" Uncontrollable tears rolled down her cheeks, and Mrs. Reiner could no longer make out a word, but held out her hand and pointed to a garden on the side of the hillside.

"Don't worry, I'll comfort her......" Draenor pursed his lips and walked towards the garden.

It's the end of December, and the flowers in the guild cemetery are still not dying. Just a step away from the garden, he saw a lively figure appear in the sea of flowers, she looked to be only about four or five years old, and was wearing a black dress that was completely inappropriate for her age. The moment she saw her figure, the girl ran over quickly with flowers in her hand.

"Hello sir, mom let me play in the garden, dad will be back soon and he will take me home with him...... Do you know where he went? ”

He...... He'll never come back...... Draenor gripped the badge in his pocket, sharp metal edges piercing his skin. Can't export, can't tell her this cruel truth anyway......

Draenor turned his head and took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, and the moment he turned his head, a gentle smile was already on his face.

"This young sister, do you like stars?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, then turned to a genuine smile and jumped up excitedly.

"I like it!"

"That's great, this one is for you, take it." Draenor crouched down and touched the girl's head, handing the badge to her, "This is your dad's gift for you." ”

The girl took the somewhat heavy badge and stared at the diamond-shaped metal border with a slight tilt, completely oblivious to what Draenor was asking for.

"Hasn't he come back yet? Father...... Where the hell is ......"

Draenor bit her lower lip and silently turned back and walked slowly along the path she had come. Just as he was about to leave the garden, he stretched out his hand and pointed into the air.

"He joins the stars in the sky, and you have the ...... in your hand It's the brightest one. ”