CHAPTER XV

funeral

It was drizzling for days on end, as if Randall was crying for her hero.

The marshal of the kingdom, Duke Charles Britt, one of the three nobles, was killed in battle.

This is bad news for everyone in the kingdom.

However, the Duke's death was not worthless, and he also took away the combat power of the two seventh-level warriors of the Salman Holy Sect.

Kirwin Dench - Head of the Knights of Light of the Holy Cult of Salman - killed in battle.

Ned Kinlock, the first archer of the Holy Cult of Light, lost an arm.

The only remaining Rank 7 combat power is the Pope of the Holy Sect State. However, just as Ragnarok has brought a devastating blow to all civilizations, the fall of the Goddess of Light has rendered all offensive Illumination spells useless.

In fact, the Holy Cult has lost almost all of its high-level combat power.

So not only Randall, but even the Salman Holy Sect could not bear the pain caused by this battle.

So the holy war ended, and the Salman Holy Church withdrew its troops from the south, leaving only a few scattered troops to continue to maintain small-scale fighting at the border, which was considered a face-saving project, after all, it would only make people laugh when they took the initiative to attack but withdrew in disgrace.

It was a war that brought almost no tangible benefits, there were no winners and no losers, and even the various small countries on the border suffered from different losses. Everyone's face was filled with sadness......

Leah and Isabella arrive in the capital city of Randall, where they will attend the funeral of General Charlie.

At this time, little Lori was resting in the guest room of the palace.

Marshal Charles' body could be brought back, and similarly, Brown Farainne and Karen, who had gone to the front to fight together, were not in the city now.

It was already late at night, but Leah was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door outside.

"Leah, are you asleep?"

"Isabella, haven't you slept so late?"

Opening the door, Leah's door was standing Isabella, dressed in black pajamas.

Choosing black clothes is not a pretending maturity on the part of Randall's princess.

Rather, in order to mourn the dead, all the people of the country must wear black clothing, that is to say, mourning clothes. And it is forbidden to have a qiē of entertainment.

So even Leah, she is also wearing black pajamas.

"Come to me so late. ”

Throwing herself onto the fluffy sheets with Isabella, Leah asked as she lay lazily on her stomach.

"Well, because I think you may not have slept yet, I'll take a look. ”

Although, according to King Cliff Randall VI, Isabella's father, he did not want the members of the royal family, especially his daughter, to be close to the nobles. Regardless, Isabella snuck into Leah's room.

"It's true, some can't sleep. ”

Hearing Isabella's words, little Lori smiled bitterly.

"Because of Duke Charles?"

Randall's princess also looked lazy and leaned on the bed, turning her head sideways and asking.

"Sort of, but not exactly. ”

Leah nodded, then shook her head again.

To be honest, she did feel sorry for Duke Charles, but a large part of that was also out of remembrance of the heroes of the kingdom.

After all, there was almost no friendship between her and the first Randall warrior, and apart from Carlisle's marriage, she and the Duke were probably only left with the fate of meeting each other as children.

So to say that she is really heartbroken about this, it has a feeling of fake compassion for a cat crying mouse.

"I see, you're worried about Duke Brown. ”

Isabel stretched out her hand and stroked Leah's blonde hair, then smiled comfortingly.

"No, actually, I'm worried about Sister Karen. ”

Leah shook her head, honestly, she wasn't worried about her dad. Yes, Old Man Brown is also one of the three nobles, there is no reason to say that Duke Charles is dead, and the whole country mourns in unison, but Duke Brown is dead but there is not even a sound until now.

Little Lori is worried about Karen, although this strong girl is the eldest daughter of the Fareen family, but she is not welcomed all year round, so if there is really an accident, it will not spread so quickly like the Duke.

So Leah was really scared, afraid to see Karen's name on the death list that would arrive with Duke Charlie's body.

When Carlisle heard the news of Duke Charlie's death, his face looked more like a dead man than a dead man, and little Lori didn't want to hang it on her face one day.

"It's okay, little Leah is so cute and brave, Goddess Evette will definitely bless little Leah when she sees it. ”

Little Lori's uneasy appearance of lying on the bed and grabbing the sheets with her hands was so pitiful that Isabella couldn't even help but reach out and hold the other party in her arms.

"Uh......h Isabella, I'm not a child. ”

Although it felt good to be touched by the other party's head, Leah still protested angrily, she felt that Isabella's words just now were completely a way to comfort the child.

"But...... Leah was a child. ”

However, the protest was ineffective, and hearing Lori's words, Isabella's little hand stroking Leah's head became more and more energetic.

"Woo......"

As a result, perhaps because she felt comfortable, Leah narrowed her eyes and buried her little head in the other's arms.

"Thank you, Isabella. ”

Then, she said.

After such a bad talk from Isabella, Leah felt that her uneasy heart seemed to calm down for a short moment.

Considering that such a meaningless conjecture would only lead to a boundless panic, Leah decided to try to give her a break.

So, she rubbed her little head in the other's arms, and then fell asleep like this.

At this time, there are already traces of fish belly white in the sky, and the little Lori, who is not good at staying up late, is indeed extremely sleepy physiologically.

"Yes, good night. ”

So, she continued to stroke Leah's little head for a while, and Isabella simply hugged little Lori and fell asleep......

The next day, Duke Charles's body was carried into the city in a coffin made of cryolite filled with flowers and special spices, and was slowly transported into the city in a black carriage along the most wide avenue in Randall, the King's Road.

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All of them had their heads bowed, sad expressions on their faces, and even the sound of a faint cry could be heard blowing through the damp wind.

The sky was still drizzling, but no one had an umbrella, so everyone stood quietly in the rain, watching the black carriage pass slowly.

After that, there were the warriors who had returned from the expedition. They followed the carriage carrying the coffin and moved slowly.

Finally, the car stopped at the Cathedral of Light, where Bishop Albin personally presided over the funeral of Marshal Charles.

Little Lori is still Carlyle's fiancée, so she has to stay by the other party's side.

Because of this, Leah, who has not had a chance to determine Karen's safety until now, is anxious.

But compared to her, Arman and Carlisle, as well as the rest of the Britt family, were the saddest people on the field.

The eldest marquis did not cry, he just hung his head quietly, looking at his father's remains through the crystal coffin and was silent.

Carlisle, who was only thirteen years old, could not bear the pain in his heart, he sobbed, and could not say a word.

Bishop Albin's memorial speech was very long, and after it was over, the body of Duke Charles was slowly carried into the cemetery behind the church.

The funeral service begins in the morning and ends in the evening.

Afterward, Leah looked at Carlisle, who was still sobbing, and said goodbye to her.

Little Lori has never encountered a family member who died on the battlefield, and she feels that it would be a little inappropriate to say anything to comfort the other party now.

So she shook Carlisle's hand tightly, then nodded lightly at the other party, and turned away.

Next, she set out to find Karen's tracks.

To be honest, when she was looking for Leona in Snow Lotus City before, little Lori had secretly made a wish - hoping not to encounter such a thing again. Because that's really bad for the heart.

But unfortunately, war is like a cruel goddess, she always carelessly creates a tragedy of life and death between relatives and relatives.

Fortunately, soon, Leah saw Karen dressed in black not far away, and the other party did not lack arms or legs, nor did she look like she was hurt.

So, Leah rushed and pounced, and then threw herself into the other person's arms.

"Ah, Leah......"

After seeing Qinglai, Karen smiled with relief and reached out to touch Leah's little head.

"I'm fine, let's go see my father. ”

Then, she pointed to Old Man Brown not far away and said.

"Yes, I did. ”

Seeing that Karen was fine, Leah's heart was completely relaxed.

"By the way, Alec?"

However, before going to the knighthood, Leah thought of another thing.

"He's fine, it's just that he has an extra scar on his face, but the other two who are often with him aren't so lucky. Georgie had his ears cut off, which was okay. Eden even broke his leg and had to retire because of this. ”

"That's right...... By the way, please ask Sister Karene to tell Alec to write a letter to Leona. ”

Leona can't come to Randall, so she can only stay in Ed Nihua, and the anxious warrior girl desperately wants to get news of Alec.

With that, Leah walked towards Brown Lord.

From a distance, you can see the unique mage legion of the Fareen family behind the other party, but at first glance, it seems that there are many fewer people. Even if you are a mage, you will inevitably die on the battlefield.

"You're here. ”

Seeing Leah's arrival, Lord Brown nodded.

"Yes. ”

Leah didn't say much, just walked quietly and hugged each other.

In the drizzle, the whole Randall was enveloped in a sad atmosphere.

CHAPTER XV

funeral

CHAPTER XV

funeral

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