In the afternoon, according to the schedule, the two took a horse-drawn carriage to the Imperial Honorary Military Sanatorium, accompanied by diplomat Solan and Cardinal Moses of the Templar Church.

In the courtyard, there was a wounded soldier who behaved strangely, unable to maintain his balance, swaying back and forth, and falling after a few steps without the help of a dutiful nurse.

"This is a typical manifestation of bullet shock, the poor man's ear that has been damaged by the shock wave of the cannonball, and it is a curable disease, and I hope he recovers soon," William said. ”

"You know a lot."

William sighed: "It was all taught to me by my mother." ”

Edgar sensed her husband's mood and silently shook his hand:

"Don't be sad, you still have me,"

"Boom!" A mischievous intern mimicking the sound of a cannonball explosion scared the bullet patient so much that the nurse yelled, "He's in enough pain, you're still making fun of him!" ”

"Don't be so serious, I'll scare him a little bit and help him recover. Miss Angela, are you going on a date with me at night? ”

The nurse said angrily: "Hmph, I don't want to associate with a guy like you!" ”

"Hey, don't go!"

Seeing that the intern doctor was stalking with the nurse and trying to scare the patient, Edgar couldn't bear it anymore and reprimanded him fiercely.

"If it weren't for so many people watching, I would have beaten him up!"

"This kid has gone too far." William whispered in agreement: "Some people have to be beaten to remember. ”

An officer in a wheelchair came to shake his hand:

"My lord, I'm a fan of the Fort Midknight Army Officers, you're the best quarterback in the league, can you sign my football?"

"It's my pleasure, Major."

William asked someone for a paint pen and signed it with a flower script: "Friend, I have also been in a wheelchair for many years, although I can't play, but at least I can go to the stadium to watch the ball, I wish you a speedy recovery!" ”

"Thank you!" The officer excitedly took the signed football, suddenly remembered something, and became a little discouraged:

"I probably won't be able to heal, my spine was hit by a shell fragment and the doctor said I couldn't stand up again."

Cardinal Moses came over and comforted:

"Don't be discouraged, young man, everyone is an apple that the Creator has bitten into, and all are defective. There are those who are more defective because our Lord loves his fragrance.

After leaving the sanatorium for honored servicemen, we drove to the Monument to the Heroes of the Protectorate, where representatives from all walks of life laid flowers one after another, and civilians also spontaneously came to pay their respects.

By the time the couple returned to the marquis's mansion, it was already midnight, and the day had been tiring but fulfilling.

The candle in the study was still on, and William peeked through the crack in the door to see his sister Vera holding the letter left by Marshal Andy in her small hand, staring out the dark window.

"Sister Vera misses her old friend, don't bother, let her stay alone for a while." Edgar said.

"Well, after a while, when you give birth, take her to relax, go to her father, and she should be happy."

During this time, something unpleasant happened in the imperial capital, when protesters from the Frithsberg Burning Incident threw sewage on the mausoleum of Empress Sarantos and were caught by the guards on duty.

Angry people rallied outside the courthouse in the hope of guillotining the hero-insulting troublemakers, but in the end they were treated as a normal incident and were imprisoned for a week in re-education through labor.

The young Emperor Konstanz I was not angry when he heard this, for he knew that the cold tomb was empty, and that the body of His Majesty the Mother Emperor had been moved elsewhere in her secret will.

Winter goes to spring, and the warm and sunny sun shines all over the earth,

There has been no war in a year, and there has never been a war in history.

In the Papal States of Frandia, a horse-drawn carriage stopped on the dirt road of the village, and a plainly dressed foreign couple got out of the car, the wife held the baby, the husband held the sister-in-law, and the family walked into the forest on foot, like tourists coming to the countryside.

After a pleasant hike, they came to the vicinity of the remains of a black, burned down wooden house many years ago.

A new two-story hut was built on the sidelines, modeled after the structure of the burned down house.

The sloping thatched roof is covered with a thick layer of moss, the wooden walls are covered with colorful mushrooms, the walls have delicate cross-shaped window lattices, and a beautiful cobblestone path is paved in front of the door.

Someone has carved out a small vegetable patch in the dense forest, and there are a few white-feathered chickens in the shed next to it.

A man in a broken straw hat faces the loess with his back to the sky, working in a pumpkin field, using a scythe to remove weeds.

The girl threw herself at the man:

"Daddy!"

"Vera! Good boy, you're all here. ”

The man threw away his scythe and stood up, his thick beard still hanging from the grass roots, and a pair of deep blue eyes flashing above the bridge of his resolute nose.

He spread his arms and let his adopted daughter crash into his chest, holding her in a circle.

"Dad, I miss you!"

"I miss you too, little Vera, since you're here, let's stay longer."

"Good! This little house is so cute! I'm not leaving, I'm here with you for the rest of my life! ”

"It's not okay if you don't go," William Einfurt said with a smile and hugged his father, "Sister Vera still has to go to school." ”

The princess Edgar walked up, holding the baby's arms and legs like lotus roots, chubby and fleshy, with eyes that followed her mother, lilac, and red hair that followed her father, muttering and spitting bubbles.

"Look, the little fellow is very happy, the air of the forest is very good for him."

"I heard in the letter, let me hug this young man!" Dalí took the baby: "What's your name, cutie?" ”

"Wolfgang Einfurt."

"Oh, you gave him the name of the famous knight of the ancient empire, the knight who was chivalrous and righteous, this child is very well fed, it is so cute."

"I don't look for a wet nurse," says Edgar proudly, "I feed him myself." ”

"It is worthy of admiration, in the imperial capital, there are very few noble women who breastfeed themselves, let alone the imperial princess."

"I want a girl, so we'll have to keep trying......" William had no end in his sentence when his ribs were pounded by his elbow, causing him to bend down;

"Oh, what are you doing?"

Dali hugged the baby tightly and was reluctant to let go: "You are thirsty, there is tea in the house." ”

Edgar whispered, "I want to go and see Her Majesty the Mother." ”

"Oh, look at my brain, I really don't accept the old man...... This way! ”

Accompanied by the melodious sound of birdsong, they came to the top of a hill covered with wildflowers and meadows, where three tombstones stand, the oldest of which was built spontaneously by nearby villagers, and the obverse is inscribed:

"Lady Irene."

The epitaph on the back of the stele reads;

"Venerable shrine maiden, she has never refused to help others, but she has been burned and killed by extremist religious elements, may the good soul rest in peace."

The other two tombstones are noticeably newer, with neither names nor epitaphs engraved on them.

"Revealing my identity can get you in trouble, so I've kept it a little secret."

With that, Dali Einfurt took out a bottle of potion from his trouser pocket, poured it on his hand, and smeared it on the two nameless tombstones, and the name of the tomb owner gradually emerged:

"Easter Midknight"

"Sarantos Midknight"

The crowd took off their hats and bowed down in front of the three tombstones,

Little Vera was very polite, and bowed with the adults, and even the little baby in the princess's arms quieted down and stopped making noise.

The breeze in the woodland blew with the elegant fragrance of flowers, refreshing people's hearts, Dali Einfurt took a deep breath and closed his eyes in intoxication:

"What a wonderful place, where there was a romantic love, the Duke and the Witch of the Woods, who would have thought that their daughter would become a hero of the world."

"Father, what happened when you said goodbye in a hurry that day?" William asked.

Dalí sat in the shade of a tree, teasing the baby in his arms with wild flowers, and narrated:

"His Majesty left a secret will to Crown Prince Constance, wishing to fulfill the last wish of her father, the Duke of East, to be reunited with his family after his death.

The best person for this task can only be me, and I have sworn to protect Your Majesty for the rest of my life.

After saying goodbye to you, several agents and I entered the royal cemetery in the middle of the night and secretly transported the two coffins out of the country.

Thanks to the excellent skills of local artisans, the witch Irene's hut was successfully replicated.

Look, Your Majesty's wish has finally come true, no longer have to review documents overnight, no longer have to go to the battlefield to sacrifice their lives, a family of three is sleeping in this beautiful place, and I, the grave keeper, are in charge of taking care of it. ”

"Father...... What is this badge? ”

"Mark of the Keeper of the Holy Sepulchre."

Edgar looked a little uneasy, "You should know the price of inheriting this title. ”

"The duties of the Guardian of the Holy Sepulchre, I am ready, to live here for the rest of my life."

"Although the scenery here is beautiful and good for the body, ......," said William worriedly, "Father, don't you feel lonely. ”

"Don't worry, there will always be people who will come to visit, especially Prince Meyer and Earl Neulay, and they will come when His Majesty the Emperor has finished handling government affairs.

The villagers in the neighborhood were friendly, and the mailman delivered letters, newspapers, and books every week, and my mind didn't stand still.

You see this drawing, it's my latest invention, a new type of wheat huller, and in addition to that, I'm also writing a book about what I've seen and heard in half my life. ”

"Great, is it a biography named after you?"

"Take my name as the title of the book...... It's a bit arrogant, this book is not only about myself, but about every character, mainly about the story of the Imperial soldiers. ”

Vera walked into the chicken coop, picked up a chick, and said:

"Let's call it 'The Legend of Valsta's Heroes.'"

·“ This is good! Dali smiled:

"Don't stand here, let's all go into the house, William will help me chop some firewood."

"Wait!" Edgar rolled up her sleeves: "When it comes to wheel axes, no one is more professional than me!" ”

"Just let her have a good time, she will be suffocated in the imperial capital." William smiled, "Let's go, Sister Vera, let's go to the river to wash vegetables." ”

Dali swayed back and forth with the little baby in his arms, making him giggle:

"I'll make you a vegetable salad later, and look at these carrots, we grow them ourselves."

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The Legend of the Heroes of Valstad

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