Chapter 281: Reward

The soft sunlight that filtered into the room. Slowly reflecting in, the surrounding scene became clear.

Afternoon?

Fafell thought. After the decisive battle in the early morning, he went back to the city, ate a hearty meal, and then went to sleep, and slept and cleaned up in the afternoon, depending on the situation, it is estimated that there are still two hours, and the sun will stop.

"Your Excellency. Please dine," the maid stepped forward.

Fafer nodded absentmindedly, and after gobbling it up, he went out of the building, and when he went out, he saw Haivawi.

"Let's go, let's go to the battlefield together!"

It's all the same. The two looked at each other and smiled, not wearing the heavy armor of the dagger. When the horses' hooves sounded, they went out.

It was already afternoon, and the golden sun was shining down on the world, and a river stretched out here and emptied into the ocean not far away. In addition to that, there are endless fertile plains in front of you.

The reason why there is no end is that although we know that there is no ocean, people's eyesight cannot reach it, and they only see the plain. The two horses galloped up and came to a high place, which was not even a hill, but a ten-meter-high mound, a high platform built by the nobles yesterday, and of course there was no one at this time.

On a high platform. Looking at this gentle land, the autumn air was crisp, and for a while I felt that my heart was suddenly open-minded.

Fafer took a deep breath, felt the fragrance full of the smell of earth and grass seeds, and said: "This land is really fertile, no wonder it is the direct territory of the viscount" You see, there are still people cleaning the battlefield. small

Indeed, on the battlefield of several square kilometers, there are still people cleaning.

The nobles and the Knights of the Church, the bodies of the dead warriors, were dragged away by the cleaners

In the morning, countless citizens, with deep pain, went to identify the bodies of their loved ones one by one, but this kind of big battle. It is also difficult for the corpse to remain intact, except that the corpse that can be identified is claimed and taken away. The other bloody corpses could only be gathered.

The bodies were piled up in several high piles, on which oil was drenched. Quite a few priests prayed around.

Although, actually. The souls of these warriors have been destroyed, but ordinary people don't know that this procedure still has to be executed, but of course the priest only responded a few times, and did not really use divine power.

After the prayers, amid the weepings of loved ones who could not find the bodies, the priest ordered the lights to be lit.

The fire burned everything to the ground.

And looking at the sky-high fire that suddenly ignited in front of him, not to mention the crying relatives, the eyes of those who simply participated in this battle were a little moist.

"May the god of war bless you, rest in eternal peace, go all the way, my brother!" The soldier in charge of lighting the fire looked at the burned corpse in front of him in a daze, and suddenly said this sentence.

"May the God of Order bless you and rest in eternal peace".

"May the great goddess keep you at rest in eternal peace and enter the kingdom of heaven."

"Wait for us in heaven!"

People of different faiths. At this time, they were all in the same mood, facing the flames, this kind of prayer and mood quickly spread from the center to the periphery, and it didn't take long for the entire battlefield, all those who were resting or doing other things, immediately stood up, silently praying, so that the sadness in their hearts turned into strength, and continued to spread, hoping for the protection of the gods.

It's just that these ordinary people will not understand that the warriors who have fought to the last breath are not greeted by heaven, but by complete destruction.

Affected by this atmosphere, many people who had already stepped into the city gate stopped and silently prayed for the dead.

These include Fafer and Haivawi on the high platform.

"Fafel. Let's not look at it, let's go!" After a long time, he patted Fafer on the shoulder, and Haivawi said goodbye

Fafer couldn't help but look back again, and realized that the demon's corpse was already burning, so he followed Haivawi, twisted his horse, and entered the city gate.

"Fafel. Look!" Fafer was walking with his head down when Hairavi's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

At this time, Haivawi walked side by side with him, and looked up at himself a little blankly when he saw Fafer and whispered a reminder. "Look at the team up there.

Fafer noticed that not far in front of them was eleven men on foot, who had obviously rested, but strangely. Didn't remove the armor, one. Bloodstained on his body. The armor looks very good, but it is damaged in many places.

"It's the Knights of the Holy Sword" Although they only carry Su, their costumes are still recognizable at a glance.

For these people, through this battle, Fafer has already looked at it differently, and these people are proud. But their pride is not unreasonable, they do have the capital of pride, that is, absolute firmness in the belief in knights, absolute enthusiasm for battle.

When he came back, he didn't see the Sangeber knight, Fafer sighed softly, knowing that this man who had never liked him and Romon should have been reduced to ashes in that fire by now, the Holy Sword Knights had the most outstanding performance in this battle, and the casualties were also the worst, and now it seemed that there were only three knights left in the whole regiment now, and eight squires, which was simply equivalent to the destruction of the entire regiment.

Looking at their somewhat gloomy backs, Fafer sighed again, but as they advanced to the front. The priest of the Lord of Radiance greeted him.

The first is the archbishop with two silver stars!

At this time, the crowd of onlookers will automatically get out of the way and gradually quiet down.

When the eleven members of the Knights of the Holy Sword, approaching, and half-kneeling before the archbishop, the archbishop spoke: "My lord, Lord of light, you have given light to shine on the world and keep us away from darkness. You give grace to heal wounds. so that we may not be afraid of death," God said. He who sacrifices will return to the kingdom of God, and to those who struggle. You will be rewarded!"

It's not loud. But it filled the square in front of the entire temple, and hearing this voice, all the believers who believed in the Lord of Radiance. They all bowed down in his prayers.

As the prayer ended, cracks cracked in the sky, and a beam of holy light shone down, enveloping the knights present, including the archbishop.

At this time, everyone bows to the ground, even believers in other gods, this is the grace of God!

All mortals are to be in awe.

In the Light. The members of the Knights of the Holy Sword, who had been a little depressed, gradually became happy with it, and all pain and sorrow were removed.

The golden light loomed, as if it had lasted for a long time. And it seems that there is only one time when the light fades. After being stunned for a moment, another white dazzling light rose up, and then, a lot of dazzling white light flashed, and people's exclamations suddenly sounded.

"It's a promotion!"

"It's not just the first level, those three knights have actually been promoted to the second level!"

"Those eight knight squires have all been promoted to knights!"

in the crowd. Someone kept exclaiming, spreading the news, and in a moment, everyone knew, and the devout believers knelt on the ground, constantly praying for the 100 million shrugs of other gods. The envious god cook also emerged

The archbishop glanced at it and smiled smugly. That was his purpose, and besides, the light of the Holy Light was faint in him. I've also reached level thirteen.

Fafer and Havawi were dumbfounded, because both of them had successfully advanced not long ago, and they were very sensitive to the fluctuations of the Knight's promotion, so they were sure that these were all facts.

Just when the two of them retreated to a certain distance, the sound in front of them even reached the conference hall, and when they heard the noise outside, all the nobles who were in the meeting couldn't help but be stunned, and Viscount Edel was stunned. He beckoned to a soldier and said, "Go and see what's going on outside." ”

"Yes. Lord Viscount. The soldier went out with the order, and after a while he came back with great joy. He said to Eddell, "Lord Viscount, I heard that the three knights and eight squires of the Holy Sword Knights have all been promoted. ”

"Really?" Viscount Edel's face changed, and he stood up, uncertain, and said, "Everyone, let me go out and have a look first, and you can continue to discuss." ”

With that, he walked out with a few cronies.

By the time Viscount Edel arrived at the event, the Knights of the Holy Sword had already completed their respective promotions. Each of the three knights was promoted by two levels, one ninth and two eighth, and all eight squires were promoted to knighthood.

"You carry on the legacy of your ancestors and establish the Knights of the Holy Sword that will last for a long time!" said the archbishop. He didn't care about the previous sacrifice: "Let the glory of the Knights, with the glory of the Lord, be passed on forever." ”

Head. The deputy commander, the backbone of the knights, they are all there, with the Lord of Radiance as the backing, and it is only a matter of a month to replenish the troops.

"Two levels. It's amazing. As he continued to walk towards the city, Fafer sighed, his tone full of envy: "These people are very brave in this battle, probably because of this1, they can all advance." ”

"Nope. Of course, the grace of the Lord of Radiance is the main cause, otherwise. Although it may break through, it is not so fast!" Haivawi also sighed, but couldn't help but say depressedly.

Thinking that he was in his early thirties, he had only survived to the rank of knight, and the attendants of those knights could skip the rank and be promoted even if they were small, which made him not envious.

But. Even Haivawi knew that perhaps with the protection and grace of the Lord of Radiance, this promotion of the Knights of the Holy Sword was still exchanged for blood and bravery. In those battles of Netcai, the bravery of the Holy Sword Knights was recognized, and since this was the case, it was natural that they should be promoted now

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Even if everyone else has nothing to say, no one can criticize this promotion.

Wait for the archbishop of the Church of the Lord of Light to return to the conference hall. The nobles in the hall had reached a unified opinion on how to reward the warriors, and saw him return. Viscount Edel hurriedly let him beside him, and then whispered something to him.

It turned out that Viscount Edel had just obtained the latest news on the rout route of the demon army according to a special route, and wanted to discuss with the archbishop how to deal with this matter.

"Lord Viscount, the soldiers are tired, and it will be difficult to regain their combat effectiveness within three days," the archbishop did not answer directly, but lightly pointed out this sentence.

Viscount Edel didn't understand what the other party meant, so he didn't have to manage a castle, thinking of the city that had not yet stabilized, he also sighed softly: "Yes, I'm tired." ”

At this moment, a middle-aged nobleman suddenly came in from outside, and his face was much more ugly than when he went out, it was Baron Moham.

In his hand was a small piece of paper, which had been given to him by an attendant, a letter from a carrier pigeon from the territory.

"Something is wrong, Lord Bishop!" he said aloud as he entered.

"Oh?" Viscount Edel and the archbishop glanced at each other, and both sighed lightly, not expecting this person to know so quickly.

"Say it. Baron Mohan, what's wrong?" Viscount Edel had to ask with a pretense.

"Lord Viscount! I got the news on the Internet! Those retreating demons are all heading towards my territory! You can help me find a way! That's fifty big demons and five thousand little demons!"

"Baron Moham, please rest assured, I have already asked people to inform the stewards of various places, the people in your territory should already know about the past affairs of the demon army, and they should be able to do a good job of defense, so please don't worry. Viscount Edel said lightly.

Baron Murham said anxiously: "Lord Viscount, I didn't mean that, the territory has already received the news that the demons are coming, but" so many demons, relying on my territory alone to resist, it is really impossible to deal with it, I hope that Lord Viscount and Lord Bishop can provide assistance." ”

After speaking. looked at the two of them expectantly.

"I'm sorry. Baron Mohan, you saw it too. Now the warriors are very tired, and the war horses can't run at all, in this case, let alone go to such a far place to pursue the demons, it is very difficult to defend the city, otherwise, after three days, I will find a way to send people to your territory. How?" Viscount Edel thought for a moment and said.

"Three days?" Baron Moham was stunned for a moment, then furious in his heart.

This is not a small scale, it is an abyss baron, plus fifty big demons, not to mention three days, even one day, his territory can't wait at all, seeing that Viscount Edel does not plan to send troops, he looked at the bishop again.

"I'm sorry. Baron Moham, there's nothing I can do now. The archbishop sighed and said that in the war of nets, the church did not hesitate to sacrifice, but now, it is another matter.

And the faces of the nobles were blank, who would be willing to help him at this time?" "Okay, you don't care, I can handle it myself, I will take people back and fight to the death with the evil army." After crying and begging for a long time, seeing that the matter had come to this point, there was still no one willing to help, Baron Moham suddenly became angry, and walked out of the hall with his subordinates, and soon remembered a commotion outside, and then someone came in to report that Baron Moham had taken his subordinates out of the city.

The nobles present all sneered.

It was soon dark, and as he walked out of the hall the wind blew again, Baron Rocas wrapped his robe a little tighter, got into the carriage outside, and returned to his villa in the city.

When he returned here, he first called the steward here and asked him what the result of the matter that he had just arranged was the result of the net.

"Your Excellency. To your offer to let them come to you to do something, little ones, they refused," the steward bowed his head, and some did not dare to look at the suddenly ugly face of Baron Roccas.

"Refused?" Although he had been prepared for a long time, when he really heard the news, Baron Roccas's face turned pale, and when he read the reward book he had asked for for these two people, he immediately smiled coldly, put it on the fire next to him, and burned it.