The days of war are hard, and the peaceful life is fleeting,

A week has passed since the victory in the Siege of St. Ferralus, and since then there have been no major battles, with only sporadic minor armed clashes taking place.

Somehow, the Voodoo forces in the east suddenly fell silent, like the last silence before a storm.

This is obviously not a surrender, but the next battle is brewing, after all, the eastern part of the continent is still gathered in the tens of millions of fanatical believers willing to sacrifice their lives for the voodoo cult, and no one knows what kind of conspiracy the dark patriarch Diamund is planning.

King Ingram Lafalette I, who was propped up to the throne, had no talent for ruling the country, and was a drunkard, lustful and timid man who lived a drunken life in his mansion.

Fortunately, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Duke Leclerc, is diligent enough, and the country's reconstruction plan is proceeding on schedule.

The two peoples of Solan and Valsta have changed from belligerence to alliances, and the once dangerous sea routes have become unimpeded.

Escorted by the Imperial Royal Navy, a steady stream of transport ships sails across the oceans, forming one of the busiest ocean routes in the world.

The loaded goods were unloaded in batches at the major ports along the western coastline, and transported to the eastern front line through lengthy land transport routes in preparation for the big war that followed.

This short period of peace was cherished by both the kingdom and the empire's army, which was reorganized and rebuilt despite its large number but small combat strength for various reasons.

There is an exciting rumor popular in the barracks of the Imperial Expeditionary Force,

Legend has it that the supplies being brought in from the West Coast include several revolutionary new weapons, and the Prime Minister said that information about the new weapons has been kept secret in order to prevent enemy spies from coveting them.

In addition, in order to celebrate the phased victory, the officers and soldiers of the empire were given a rare three-day vacation.

Due to the development and smooth navigation of sea routes, in addition to the supply of military supplies, even the personal letters and parcels of soldiers began to circulate slowly.

On the front line, soldiers unpack gifts from their hometowns, kiss portraits of their children, and read letters full of affection and love, which releases homesickness and boosts morale.

According to Imperial agents, the priests of Voodoo have summoned more terrifying monsters from the rift in time and space, and everyone knows that the next battle may be their last, at least to have fun in the last happy hour.

The city of St. Faralis was originally founded by a group of Templars, with a thousand-year-old church every few streets, and the hills are dotted with monasteries.

Over the course of history, and with the inexorable process of secularization, it has gradually become a city of pleasure, with an extremely developed entertainment industry, newspaper and entertainment magazine publishers making a lot of money, and a magnificent grand theater to full capacity.

If it weren't for the sudden rise of Voodoo Buddhism, it would still be a scene of extravagant singing every night.

Members of the Imperial Royal Family were invited to the Theatre Festival in St. Ferrallus, a massive event personally planned by King Ingram himself.

The emperor did not want to participate, and even seemed a little tired of this extravagance, but the prime minister reminded her to actively promote the alliance between the two sides, and not to discourage the new king of Solan, so the emperor agreed, and ordered his children to participate.

On that day, Prince William and Princess Rongyi changed into brand new military dresses, and the military couple did not ride a horse, but traveled in a carriage on an extremely rare occasion.

Compared to the dilapidated and miserable slums of the lower city, the extravagance of the festival venue seems abrupt and even absurd.

Soft red carpets are everywhere, elaborate pendants hang from the pillars, and precious works of art hidden to prevent looting by voodoo priests are on display.

One of the critics at the scene said indignantly: "Look! The bones of the people who were persecuted by the Voodoo cults are still cold, and these guys can't wait to have a celebration! It's sad! The critics complained incessantly, and were soon removed from the venue by the organizers.

The Solan soldiers were shocked, the war was not over, and these funds could be used to purchase arms or improve people's livelihood.

But the new king was a lover of theater, and said that he wanted to make this festival a whole way, saying that it was to boost the economy of St. Falallus.

In addition to the top of the new government of the Solan Kingdom, the attendees also included local nobles, wealthy businessmen, and other celebrities from all walks of life.

At the banquet, the one-eyed and one-armed Empress Salentos and the diminutive Imperial Prime Minister Dali Ainfurt appeared as the most important foreign guests.

The second-generation princess in military uniform, who appeared in a brand new military dress, and her husband, Prince William, radiated and became the focus of attention.

Reporters from major newspapers rushed to interview him, and artists from all over the country wanted to paint for him, but they were politely declined.

Compared with the great popularity of foreign guests, King Ingram, as the host, was snubbed by the media because of his mediocre appearance and temperament, and the interviewers were sparse and sparse, which seemed a little embarrassing.

In contrast to these figures at the heart of power, the singers and actors of the theatre – the biggest stars of the local show business – were the real protagonists of the festival, cheering the upper classes as soon as they appeared.

Among the many local theater stars, one of the most dazzling is the famous actor of the national treasure drama - Carlo Fondart.

As soon as this person appeared, a group of young women at the scene screamed.

Carlo Fondart is a slender and slender man, known for playing the handsome prodigal son or the prince of love.

He wore a very exaggerated barrel-shaped hairstyle, and his face was covered with thick makeup, and he was so powdered that his skin was unnaturally fair, like a piece of paper.

The oil on her hair is shiny, her eyeshadow and eyeliner are richer than a woman's eye makeup, her curly lashes are raised high, and the smell of perfume on her body is so strong that it's choking.

He wore a tight-fitting gown inlaid with various colored metal sequins, his pants were tense and curled his body, and he walked with his hips twisting and twisting, and he spoke in a tone and showed off his deep voice, as if he was rehearsing lines for a play.

Carlo Fondart's fatal attraction to young local women is undeniable.

Solan girls pounced like crazy, holding Carlo's album and flowers, and asking for his autograph, most of which were stopped by the star's bodyguards.

A lucky girl gets an autographed picture book, and she tears tears of happiness and almost faints with joy.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad