A sad tune sounded from behind everyone, and Qin Yue sat on the roof of the carriage, holding her harp in her arms, and between her fingertips, the faint gray light slowly expanded.

The light is projected underground, forming a conspicuous gray line that divides the sand into two distinct parts. This gray line spreads quietly, gradually expanding, and as the song progresses, with Qinyue as the center, more and more land is divided into its own territory.

When the gray line touched the corpses that had fallen to the ground, the deceased heroes all turned into glowing particles and flew into the air.

In mid-air, these faintly glowing particles reassembled, allowing these heroes who did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for their homeland to return to the world. They also seemed to be very curious about their state at this time, and they all looked left and right in surprise, opening and closing their mouths, but they could not make a sound.

Their bodies were also emitting a faint gray glow at this time, and they even looked a little translucent, very unrealistic. But when the grooms rushed to the heroes who had protected them with their bodies, they hugged each other firmly.

The mood of the coachmen was transmitted through physical contact to these soldiers, who were obviously dead, but for unknown reasons remained in this world. After receiving these feelings, the soldiers' bodies became brighter and looked a little stronger.

After a while, these soldiers pushed away the coachmen who were holding them and wept, lined up in two simple columns, and came to Chu Feiyue. In front of these soldiers who could be said to have died because of themselves, Chu Feiyue's embarrassment was indescribable, looking at the young but mature faces in front of him, his heart was once again filled with remorse.

…… They didn't have to die

……… But they died eventually

………… Because of their own laziness

Chu Feiyue's sad gaze swept over their faces one by one, her lips squirmed, and she kept repeating the words "I'm sorry".

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Chu Feiyue's strong apology had raised the brightness of these soldiers' revenant souls to a higher level, and they had even faded from their inner gray to pure silver-white. Although they could not speak, and perhaps the soldiers could not actually hear what the living people were saying, the purest emotions could be conveyed to each other after all. These soldiers looked a little at a loss in the face of Chu Feiyue's remorse, and they all knelt on one knee, kneeling in front of Chu Feiyue, looking at him with their heads tilted and looking at him with resolute eyes without the slightest regret. Their lips opened and closed, but Chu Feiyue didn't understand lip language, and she couldn't understand what they were talking about.

The soldiers' kneeling salute made Chu Feiyue's mind even more confused, and he stretched out his hand, trying to help them up. But he only has two hands, how many people can he hold up?

When he came to his senses that he still had the hand of the mage, he had just activated his spiritual power, and before he could condense his spiritual power, the soldiers' hearts suddenly rang in his head.

"Sir, please send these grooms to Bobang for us!" "Please, sir!" "Sir, we can no longer protect Alfran, and the next road is up to you!" "Sir, you must bring the resources back to Alflan for us!" "Sir!" "Sir!" "Sir!" "Sir!!" ……

A sincere request over and over again washed over Chu Feiyue's already fragile heart, this may be the last request of these heroes in this life, how could Chu Feiyue bear to refuse.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely transport the resources back to Alfran for you, don't worry!"

Chu Feiyue nodded vigorously, and at the same time, she broadcast what she wanted to say in the way of spiritual resonance. After receiving Chu Feiyue's thoughts, the faces of these soldiers all showed a smile of relief and satisfaction, and in the smile, their bodies were getting brighter and brighter. Gradually, their figures blurred into light and shadow, turning into the purest light, dissipating into this otherwise dim world.

By the time the light had cleared, the soldiers had disappeared without a trace. Probably, they've already gone to the realm of the Grim Reaper...

Chu Feiyue's expression was still slightly dull, and his eyes were still in the place where those soldiers stayed last, but the people he wanted to see had completely dissipated.

Immediately after, Chu Feiyue found that there were some shiny silver mysterious objects left on the ground in front of him. Beckoning, using the mage's hand to pick these silver gadgets out of the sand, Chu Feiyue spread out her palms and looked at these small heart-shaped crystals shining with silver light in front of her.

Seventeen, one not many, one no less, exactly equal to the number of soldiers killed. Chu Feiyue threw the real fantasy onto these small crystals and obtained their attributes.

"Guardian Heart of the Heroic Spirits - Emmani Loa: Warriors who have died to protect their dreams will have a chance to be promoted to the Divine Heroic Spirits upon death, and when their long-cherished wishes are fulfilled, they will return their souls to the Pure Land and condense the remnants of this life into heart-shaped hedrons that hold the purest desires. This hedron contains the thoughts of a great warrior, and if you put it in the right place, it will have the same effect. ”

The names of these heroes were written on the back of each of the Heroic Spirit's guardian hearts, and looking at these small heart-shaped silver crystals in his hands, Chu Feiyue seemed to feel a sense of responsibility pressing on his shoulders. Because of him, only three of the most elite soldiers in that group were still alive, and the remaining three were all lifeless in their eyes, and at first glance, they had a will to die in their hearts. The task of guarding the caravan to Alfran's sister city had fallen to Chu Feiyue, who had just promised the soldiers who had been briefly transformed into heroic spirits that he had to do it.

After taking a deep breath, Chu Feiyue gathered all these small silver heart-shaped crystals in the palm of her hand, and then solemnly placed them in the category of valuables in the endless world. When he returns to Alfran, he will return the guardian hearts of these heroic spirits to Alya, hoping that Arya Xiaojia can enshrine them. They have willingly given their lives for Alfran's future, and they deserve the highest level of treatment.

After storing the last relics of these soldiers, Chu Feiyue stood up, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then the earth trembled slightly, as if Moses had divided the sea, and the sand receded on both sides, and a dirt road several meters wide and very smooth emerged from the sand, which was perfectly connected to the original trade route, and continued until it was completely submerged in darkness.

"The way to that city, even if you don't look at the trade routes, you should all know each other, right?" Chu Feiyue turned around and asked the coachmen who were already completely stunned.

The grooms have been running this route for half their lives, and even with their eyes closed, they may be able to travel back and forth between the two cities. And after getting a positive answer, Chu Feiyue nodded and announced to everyone: "Then let's go, I will open up a new path, we have been delayed here for a long time, and it is time to go." ”

Not only did it delay too much time, but it also left more than a dozen precious lives here, which left Chu Feiyue with deep regret, and also changed Chu Feiyue's heart that has always regarded everything in this world as a relaxing game. He finally realized how great his responsibility was, and any of his negligence could potentially cost the lives of those lovely people who trusted him. Even if it is for the sake of his conscience not to be condemned in the future, Chu Feiyue must re-examine his attitude towards the world. The aborigines here are not a bunch of data, they are also flesh and blood people, they have feelings, they have their own lives, families and life trajectories, their status may not be as good as Chu Feiyue, but their souls are not inferior to Chu Feiyue. These people chose to hand over their trust to Chu Feiyue, and Chu Feiyue should do her best for this trust. Like this time, there is still a selfish and selfish mind in my heart, which should never be. And this time, Chu Feiyue has learned enough lessons...

Qin Yue sat on the roof of the carriage with her harp in her arms, looking at Chu Feiyue, who was walking at the forefront of the caravan and constantly creating new trade routes, her eyes were slightly confused. As the closest person to Chu Feiyue, Qin Yue noticed the change in Chu Feiyue's mentality for the first time. He finally stopped thinking of everything that happened in this world as his own game, but finally began to cherish this place as a world that contained his own. This change in mentality precipitated a unique temperament in Chu Feiyue's body, making him look a lot more mature all of a sudden.

Ah~ Brother who got serious, he's still very handsome... Qin Yue pressed her cheek to the harp in her arms, squinted her eyes, and sighed with a light smile.

"Sequence 7: Praise to Heroes: Use music to express respect and deep mourning for the heroes who died in battle. Transform your own dead on the battlefield into sacred Heroic Spirits and return them to the battlefield. The stronger the mindfulness of reality, the longer the Heroic Spirit will remain in this world. When the amount of thoughts absorbed exceeds a certain limit, it is possible for the Heroic Spirit to evolve to a higher realm. But after fulfilling the long-cherished wish of life, the Heroic Spirit will be relieved and re-engaged in the cycle of life and death."

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