Just a few words.

Gavin didn't seem to say anything, and it seemed that he had explained everything, at least Zalanda already had a clear answer in his heart.

None of these words express their feelings, but the fiery feelings contained in them, even Zalanda, who is slow and afraid in this regard, clearly feel it, and the whole body is surrounded by this warm feeling, until the whole person is about to burn.

What not to marry until he returns? Bah! Whether she marries or not, what does it have to do with him?

Especially the part of the knight of the people of Tesser, which made Zalanda feel great, it seemed that the whole person was ignited, and a bright light appeared in front of her life, guiding her to a new direction in life.

Zalanda didn't know how many times she read the letter over and over again, as if she wanted to print every word on it into her mind, and then carefully folded it and stuffed it into the most intimate place on her chest.

When faced with the book in her hand again, Zalanda's attitude became much more cautious, even when she saw the strange name of the opening chapter, the Seven Books of Military Strategy (translated into the name of the common language of Ferren), she was not too surprised.

As Zalanda calmed down and began to read deeply, the surprise and doubts in her heart became even worse, and finally it completely turned into shock, and she could no longer put down the manuscript in her hand.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand readers.

Not to mention, a book that brings together thousands of years of wisdom from the ancients has different feelings from it.

Especially for a person like Zalanda, who was born in a knightly family, she can walk from the beginning, and she has been exposed to this aspect of things, and she can ride a horse, so she began to follow her father to fight in the north and south, especially in recent years, she was forced to take the lead, and has accumulated rich practical experience.

When compared with the things in this book of military strategy, there is often a feeling of being sudden.

In some places, it made her even more amazing, it turned out that strategy and tactics can still do this, and this effect can also be achieved.

Zalanda didn't notice that when she forgot to read, she couldn't help but enter the same tone with the magic net, and her body, along with the seven books of military strategy in her hand, began to glow faintly, and the ordinary words on it began to shine little by little as her thoughts converged.

If Gavin was there, he would definitely be shocked to see this scene.

The scene in front of me was clearly the same tone of the magic net - only it was not Zalanda who was in tune, but the Seven Books of Military Strategy, and something unexpected was happening to Gavin.

When Zalanda forced the book shut with great will, she found that she was sweating profusely, and she didn't know how much time had passed.

Gavin definitely has a problem.

At this moment, Zalanda can be 100% sure that the book of military strategy in his hand is the best proof, how could a little guy who has seen it since he was a child, and most of the things he teaches himself, suddenly write such a thing? Now he is just using an excuse to escape from here, to escape from himself.

But the question is, if you flee, you flee, why do so many thankless things? Doesn't leaving a book of military strategy prove that there is something wrong with you? Why do you want to leave a letter saying that you want to come back?

This puts Zalanda in a conflict again, she must find the guy and find out what happened to him, whether he escapes to Heaven or Hell.

At this moment, Zalanda made up her mind.

When she got out of Gavin's carriage, Zalanda found that it was already dark, and the core people of Fort Nott had all gathered outside the carriage.

Zalanda's face sank as water, "Have all the people who went out to chase the assassins come back?" ”

"Not yet, Captain." Nora replied.

"Due to the carelessness of Young Master Gavin, which caused the goblin captives to escape, which led to the tragedy, Young Master Gavin out of self-reproach, has personally gone to hunt down the goblin captive, and swore that he will never come back before he stabs the goblin, and before that, I will be the acting baron of Fort Nott, and I will have full authority to deal with related matters." Zalanda said in a deep voice, "You have no opinion. ”

"Nope."

"Everything is up to the captain."

In the eyes of everyone, this was a natural and natural thing, and no one objected.

"The most important thing for us now is to bring the men, women, and children of Fort Nott safely to Darauma, and other matters are put on hold for the time being, so I order that the militia pursuing the assassins be all withdrawn, and the bodies of Lord Roon and the chief of the guard of Oster will be buried in place."

"Nora, you take your team, choose the right location, and dig the grave, it must be big and deep."

"Alger, you lead your team to collect wood, the more as fast as possible."

"The rest of the people, arrange the convoy to prepare for departure, enter Kami Village as soon as possible, repair it overnight, and set off tomorrow morning, let's act!"

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, Zalanda assigned a series of tasks.

The Nott militia showed their efficiency once again, and when the moon was about to rise in the middle of the day, a huge grave was dug up one and a half years deep, and a huge open funeral pyre was erected next to it, on which the bodies of Roon and Osster were already placed.

Zalanda nodded to a middle-aged man in a sacrificial robe beside him and said, "Abel sacrifice, let's start, the next thing will trouble you." ”

Abel's face twitched slightly, and he asked again, "Captain, can't we wait until tomorrow at noon, when the sun rises to the highest, and then hold a funeral?" Cremation at this time is not a wise choice. ”

Zalanda swept the two corpses on the pyre, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily, the black mist wrapped around it was already very obvious, especially the severed head, which was about to condense into the shape of a head, and said secretly in her heart, of course she knew that cremation in the middle of the night was not a wise choice, but the problem was that these two corpses had to wait with you until that time.

As has already been said, death is not the end in Ferron, but the beginning of another form, and the spirits of the dead are never legends, but are close at hand.

If it's just two murdered corpses, it's okay to say.

But if these two people are murdered by their own relatives, especially blood relatives, the probability of problems will be greatly increased.

If the heads of these two corpses were cut off again, anyone with a little common sense would know that the probability of something going wrong would be 100 percent.

Even in the face of a warband's big goblin, Zalanda did not change her face and charged with her horseback, but when she faced two undead who did not know the breed and were full of grievances, her heart was beating gongs and drums, and she tried to strangle them in the cradle as much as possible.

"Time waits for no one, Abel sacrifice, let's do it!" Zalanda is unequivocal.

In order to appease the heart of the priest, Zalanda immediately chased after him, "Don't worry, we are here, wait a minute, if there is a situation, you can leave first, don't worry about us." ”

It's good that Zalanda is not soothed, this appeasement directly made Abel stumble, and almost didn't cry, he is a servant of the guardian god Thom, mainly engaged in guardianship and medical treatment, not a follower of the god of death, and the matter of purifying the dead is not his own professional mouth.

But now that the ducks have to be put on the shelves, who made him the only priest to sacrifice here?

When Abel began to recite the sacred prayer, the cringe just now was swept away, and there was only endless solemnity, and the surrounding magic net began to vibrate, and a soft light emanated from his body, a huge gray iron glove in his left hand, looming in the light, which was the emblem of the real Thom.

Everyone bathed in the holy light felt that the darkness in their hearts had been swept away, and the whole person became warm.

The corpse located on the cremation pyre, that's a different story.

In the light, they were like boiling kettles, sizzling, and countless black smoke came out of it.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

If there is no anger, a terrible roar, looming in the ears of everyone.

This resentment that has nowhere to vent seems to communicate with another world, attracting countless attention, a pair of invisible eyes, in the darkness around them, lit up, just afraid of the bright light, not daring to get too close.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two headless corpses soon turned into two fish that landed on the shore and began to flutter wildly.

Zalanda had apparently anticipated this situation, and had been well prepared, and instead of scattered pieces of firewood, lay under them, but a whole large log, thumb-thick rope, which bound them together.

"Now, now, pour holy water, pour holy water." Abel exclaimed with a nervous expression.

"Pour!" Zalanda followed the order.

It is more appropriate to pour holy water than to pour it.

The holy water in front of them was not in bottles, but in barrels, and there were five full buckets, each holding a wooden scoop, and frantically pouring it on the two corpses.

These holy waters were like pouring into boiling oil, and most of them had no chance to fall on the corpses at all, and they vaporized directly.

The black qi on the two corpses was no longer as simple as black gas, but turned into black flames, and the anger on their bodies soared into the sky, especially on Roang's body.

The dark product of the undead has a lot to do with the strength of the deceased during his lifetime, especially the soul, but not absolutely, and the other is the emotions accumulated before death and the price paid for it, his soul is willing to take revenge and compromise with the darkness, and will obtain amazing dark power.

Obviously, Roon is now in the latter situation, and once it is formed, it will not be as simple as a ghost, a ghost, or a zombie, and it is likely to directly transform into a headless horseman, forever wandering on the road to find his own head and enemies, cutting off the heads of all living beings he encounters.

Zalanda was so fierce that he directly lifted up the entire bucket of holy water and fell down at the black flame head that was about to materialize on Roon.

Multiply! Multiply! Multiply!

In the face of absolute numbers, this black flame was still a little unsightly, and it was completely submerged on the spot.

Multiply! Multiply! Multiply!

The other captains, following suit, picked up the barrels and poured all the holy water on them.

The two corpses were silent on the spot.

"Ignition, hurry up." Abel was paralyzed on the ground at this moment, as if he had just been fished out of the river, completely soaked.

Zheng!

Zalanda pulled out the two-handed greatsword on her back, and in the next second, a raging flame ignited on it, and with a deep leap, the greatsword was directly inserted into Roon's heart by her.

Hotter flames rose up, enveloping Roon completely, igniting the firewood beneath him.

Oh!

An even more terrible scream came from the depths of Roon's body, sharp and thin, as if it was about to pierce the soul of a person, a black shadow, struggling to crawl out of Roon's body.

Zalanda clutched the hilts of her greatsword and knelt in the fire, letting the tongue of fire lick her body.

Miraculously, she seemed to have a layer of invisible armor on her body, blocking the burning of the flames, and there was no way to hurt her in the slightest, and her long fiery red hair fluttered with the whirlwind brought by the burning flames, making her like a mortal goddess of war.

The man who had avoided the scorching flames from afar looked at Zalanda's gaze with a heartfelt reverence.

Eighty percent of this credit will be attributed to the two-handed sword in her hand.

This weapon, which was previously captured from the Great Goblin Warlord, is a powerful magic weapon that not only unleashes fire attacks, but also provides powerful fire defense to the user.

The goblin warlord was also unlucky, he was blinded by Gavin's physics as soon as he got started, and he had no chance to use the true power of this magic weapon, and now in Zalanda's hands, it came in handy.

No matter how much the dark shadow in Roon's body struggled, it could not break free from it, and then, little by little, it was swallowed up by the flames of magic weapons and firewood.

Due to the catalysis of the magic weapon in Zalanda's hand, the burning speed of the cremation pyre was far beyond imagination, and it burned out in just ten minutes, and the two corpses were completely turned into dust, and the only remaining bones were shattered when they were pinched.

Zalanda who came out of the fire, not only did not have the slightest hint of exhaustion, but on the contrary, from the inside out, there was a faint red light, especially her eyes, like a beating flame, and when she came from afar, a wave of heat rushed to her face, as if she had drawn a lot of heat from the fire just now, and she seemed to have gained some incredible benefits from this special purification ritual.

Zalanda waved his two-handed sword heavily, and a whirlwind rolled up, rolling all the ashes into the grave next to him, and then said lightly: "Fill in, step on it." ”

"Yes." Everyone responded and quickly waved the tools in their hands.

It won't be long before the ground is flattened.

Zalanda, who was dressed in red light and did not dissipate, looked at the direction of Gavin's departure, covered his chest, where the letter was located, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Little bastard, that's all I can do for you, don't die outside, I look forward to our next meeting, whether you are in tune with the angel or possessed by the devil, I will find out your true face." ”