And so it all ended...... At least that's what I thought at the time, Pierre Goodwin, as the clerk of the venerable Earl of Edward Wittwood, really thought it was all over when I was a squire of the Lords.

The wicked man got his rightful fate, His Royal Highness the Prince took his throne, the whole kingdom was united in their loyalty to His Majesty "Anson I", and the priests of the Radiant Cross also claimed that when His Highness came out of the throne hall, he saw a miracle, and the apparition of His Majesty Levi Marcherus and His Highness Anson three hundred years ago overlapped.

All the nobles of Turin who betrayed the kingdom got their fair share, and in just one day, no less than 300 rebellious nobles were executed, and I am afraid that many more will be followed, and the Grand Master Gaio Valens, who had betrayed the Order, was also killed by Lord Edward himself, so that the knights who had not seen their eyes could finally rest in peace.

Sir Leonardo was released from the dungeon and temporarily commanded the 20,000-strong legion of the Knights of the Sacred Tree from the east as chief knight, and served as the guard of the city of Turin in place of the rebellious garrison. The great Order washed away their shame and regained their honor and respect.

But neither Sir Leonardo nor the surviving Knights of the Sacred Tree could feel a single hint of joy in them, only a faint sentimentality, and some indescribable sorrow - and not only because of such a tragic death. I'm afraid it's also because Guillo Valens is not just a guy with terrible ambitions for them, but they trust him. And love the leader.

And the same. Nor can I feel the slightest joy in the aftermath of this terrible upheaval. There is only one kind of relief that is relieved. Ludwig, Liberbinus, Robin...... For this hard-won victory, the Banner Legion also paid a heavy price. When we came, there were 5,000 men in full armor, and when the battle was over, there were less than 2,000 left.

The veterans who have followed Lord Edward since the beginning of the fortress of the Green Valley are not one out of ten. On my way back, I also found the body of Virgil, the secretary of the legion, torn to pieces by a ballista, and if it weren't for the fact that I remembered his appearance, I am afraid that no one would have recognized him.

This is not a victory to celebrate. There is no joy in winning - we are fighting with our own siblings, with our fellow Turinees, and when we look back, we can't believe what we have done.

But perhaps this is the curse that the people of Turin must endure, right? loyalty, oaths, promises...... These may not be pure compliments, but in any case, everyone who died in this battle was a truly loyal warrior who kept his oath until the very end, whether it was a friend or foe. All deserve everyone's respect and awe.

At all costs. It's finally over, and this nightmare can finally wake up - there's nothing more to celebrate and celebrate being alive.

If the only regrettable and angry thing in this terrible war is that the lovely Princess Adele was caught by the irrational Berion in the final battle, although His Royal Highness the Prince tried his best to ask him to release the princess at the cost of giving up the throne, but Berion remained indifferent.

Finally, when Lord Edward and the other brave knights finally broke down the door, Her Royal Highness was gone, and Barrion got his rightful end. It was the first time I saw His Royal Highness the strong prince weeping so loudly, and the knights present were also moved.

Her Royal Highness Adele, who defended the legitimacy and safety of the kingdom with her life—I cannot describe in words the noble and pure courage, but as a man, I am ashamed of the sacrifices she made, and I can't help but wonder if I had been in the same situation, I would have done the same feat.

Maybe I'm just a giant in language, a coward in reality, or maybe one day I'll have the same choice and become brave because of her.

Because I'm from Turine, even though half of Dominic's blood in my body makes me curious about magic and mysteries, I'm still a Turine, a hero worshipper, and I have the delusion that I can one day become a hero.

But that's not the end of it...... Maybe I should have understood it then, but to this day I know that that that almost nightmare day was just the beginning—for Lord Edward Witwood, or for me, it was just the beginning.

.................. "You killed the god of Gaio Valens?"

In the chapel of the Knights, although Leonardo was in an inquiring tone, when he said that, his lonely expression was already telling.

"I don't have a choice, and you know why. Edward nodded silently: "Someone has to take all the responsibility for this matter, and it is better to let the Knights be discredited, it is better to ......"

"It's better to let him be ruined, right?" Leonardo chuckled and shrugged his shoulders: "If I didn't know who you were, I would have thought the killer would have come back to life." ”

"Sorry......"

"There's nothing to be sorry about, if it weren't for you and I'd still be in the dungeon, you just did what you were supposed to do. Leonardo let out a long sigh: "The Knights have never been so weak as they are now, none of us can lie down, and the more times like this, the more we must maintain our strength." ”

"Especially you, Edward Witwood—His Highness Anson has never taken you so seriously, and you must seize this opportunity, both for the Order and for yourself, at an unprecedented time, and must not be let go lightly. ”

The black-haired knight nodded—he knew what Leonardo was trying to say, he had just encountered the Gaio Valence incident, and those who survived now would not have a very good impression of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, and I was afraid that hostility would definitely prevail.

For the sake of the stability of Turin City, the little prince allowed the knights to temporarily replace the garrison, but the guards on the hills of Marchelus were still veterans of the Legion of Hantu City, and no knights were allowed to approach at all, which is enough to see how wary he is of these "loyal fans of Berion" now.

The only Sacred Tree Knight trusted by Anson was Edward Witwood. There were even rumors among many nobles that Edward would be the next Grand Master of the Order. Although it sounds ridiculous, there are still many people who believe this, because Grand Master Mercer Kane was originally His Majesty's attendant military attaché.

And throughout the "rebellion", Edward's importance to Anson was unparalleled - convincing the Mineste family, taking the port of Kings, marching on the hills of Marchelus, killing Gaio Valens, and even saying that without him, the little prince would not even have a chance to appear in front of Berion, let alone now, only one step away from the throne.

"But the more important you are to His Majesty, the more he must rely on you, and the more danger is near. Leonardo's expression suddenly sank: "Never think of yourself as a friend of the king, and never be proud of your merits, that will only push you to the brink of destruction, understand?"

"I'll take it to heart. Edward nodded, "So...... Are you going to go, His Highness Anson's coronation, or should I say Your Majesty, and he has asked me to invite you, though it seems to me that there is not much goodwill, but ......"

"More hostile, huh?" Leonardo chuckled, "Then I won't let him down!" )