PS: Today is the first day on the shelves, I hope you can subscribe more and support the empty air~

“...... This is a day destined to be recorded in history, in this ancient land, the Bright Star City, which has been inherited for thousands of years, and the Holy Expeditionary Force under the light of the glorious cross finally stands under the thick city walls.

The sound of shouts echoing in the sky echoed in my ears for a long time, like a storm of arrows, cannons, crossbow arrows, and flames...... It darkens the heavens and the earth, and the world trembles for it, and some people may say that this is the end of the world, and I will not have any doubts.

But even in the face of such a terrible sight, the soldiers of the expeditionary force showed no fear - at the northern wall, the knights with their spears raised were the first to blow their horns and attack the enemy, Sir Edward Witwood of the West Gate and the Purple Sails Mercenary Regiment fought countless enemies with locust arrows, and in the harbor, the white-sailed expeditionary fleet once again took the dock in flames, ready to be disgraced......

I don't see them fighting, but I can still imagine how these brave warriors fought their enemies - may the Radiant Cross bless them and all of us, and I pray that this terrible war will end soon and that blood will not be shed again.

Not only the knights of Turin, but also the defenders of our enemy, Bright Star City, fought extremely stubbornly, and even did not lose the upper hand for a while. These poor warriors, who had been seduced by the evil House of Otovík in order to protect their homeland, were saddened to see such an ancient and glorious city-state shed its blood and die because of the conspiracy of a handful of men. You know, many of them are even followers of the Radiant Cross.

To save them. To save more innocent people. We will have to crush the evil plot of the Otovik family once and for all, bring them to justice, and let the glory of the Radiant Cross shine on all of them - for this purpose, many more will give their lives for it, but the moment their souls ascend to the starry sky, it will be worth it......"

Little Goodwin, who was frowning, put down the quill in his hand, silently looked at the dim candle on the table, and sighed softly.

After the battle of Fort Clarion. He didn't hide the book as he had prepared, but continued to write it - for some reason, Edward's words seemed to echo in his ears.

You are making history, and what you write down will be celebrated by people thousands of years from now.

Little Goodwin chose to pick up the quill again - for some reason he had the urge to record everything that Master Edward Witwood had been going through, until the day he could no longer pick up the quill himself.

Again carefully examining what he had written, and hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, little Goodwin quickly put down his quill, grabbed a handful of fine sand from the small box and sprinkled it on the parchment paper to absorb the excess ink. Then blow off gently. Carefully put it back into the wooden box he had carried.

The door was pushed open, and a beautiful girl walked in. Little Goodwin quickly jumped out of his chair. Standing in front of the door, he bowed to the blonde girl, "Best regards, Miss Alan Kwyn, do you have anything to command?"

"Don't be so polite, little Goodwin. Allen, who was smiling slightly, beckoned, with a bit of girlish shyness on his cheeks, not like a nobleman: "I'm just...... Just come and go around, there is no other meaning. ”

Although Alan said this, little Goodwin still didn't dare to slack off in the slightest - although he didn't know much, he also knew that the relationship between his master Edward and the daughter of the Kwyn family was absolutely extraordinary, otherwise, when he was preparing supplies in The Hague Port, how could the other party be so enthusiastic to lend a helping hand as soon as he heard that he was Edward's attendant?

Not to mention, if it weren't for this Miss Alan Kwyn and Viscount Otto Kwyn who led the reinforcements, I am afraid that he would have been buried in Fort Clarion with Lord Edward!

Therefore, for Miss Allen, who does not have many aristocratic shelves and is said to have superb swordsmanship, little Goodwin is quite reverent and likes, and even a little envious of Lord Edward, how he got involved with this young lady, faintly admired.

But Alan was not happy at all - she was forced by Viscount Otto Kwyn to stay in the barracks, not even to participate in the siege, not even to attack the port with the fleet with Lusen!

Otto Kwyn certainly had his own concerns - this fight was different from the previous ones, and once it started, no one could guarantee Allen's safety, not even himself. After the tragic death of his eldest son, Sera, even if Alan is just a girl, this old man can't bear the pain of losing a second child!

In the face of her father's order, Eren had no second choice - but a promise did not mean that she would really accept it, looking at the smoky Bright Star City in the distance, the blonde girl could not sit still for even a quarter of an hour.

Especially remembering the purple-haired woman named Hirrell Lightlane, with a pair of black eyes exactly like Edward, and the scene where she fought side by side with Edward, I don't know why Alan clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, and the anger for no reason kept burning in her chest.

Although she also knew that Shirrell was better suited to fight with Edward than she was - she was a mercenary, had certainly been through more battles than herself, and knew how to protect others. But Alan still can't accept this reality, as if something very precious is about to be snatched away by someone else.

I don't know when, Allen has come to think of Edward Witwood as his "thing".

The mercenary named Hirrell Letlanch is indeed very good-looking, and her swordsmanship is also very good...... Allen's fidgeting appearance was becoming more and more chaotic, and even little Goodwin could see it.

"Are you worried about Lord Edward Witwood?" asked little Goodwin tentatively, and said in a somewhat relieved tone, "Actually, this is not necessary at all—those Purple Sail mercenaries would not dare to harm the adults at all, otherwise Commander Leonardo will definitely punish them." Not to mention the Miss Hirel Letranch, who will surely stand behind the adults from beginning to end. ”

Tag after...... The sour taste welled up in Alan's heart, and Allen, who held back his emotions, reluctantly showed a smile: "So this Miss Shirrell Lightlane, who is she......"

Before she could speak, a rapid horn sounded from outside the door, and the two of them were startled at first and then quickly came back to their senses—the sound of the horn at this time must be related to the enemy!

"Hide in the house and lock the door - don't open the door for whoever comes!" Alan directly pulled out his saber while commanding, and all those thoughts just now were immediately swept away, and he looked out of the door with a nervous expression: "I'm going to go outside and have a look." ”

"You want to go out?" Little Goodwin, who was also afraid, nervously grabbed Allen's wrist: "It's better not to, in case the enemy sneaks up on the army, wouldn't it be very dangerous?!"

"Don't worry, those people can't kill me!" Alan almost blurted out, and only remembered when he was finished, it seemed to be a phrase that Edward often said to himself, and his heart warmed with shyness.

Why suspect that bastard, isn't it just because he's a bastard......

Seeing the red-faced blonde girl rush out of the room, little Goodwin let out a long sigh and quickly locked the door. He opened the wooden box, took out the parchment again, picked up the pen carefully, and gently wrote the last line:

“...... But if there is a sacrifice, petition the Radiant Cross to protect the true knights so that they can continue to fulfill their mission on the earth!" (to be continued......)