Warm and soft to the touch, and a little itchy. From time to time, a cool breeze blows by, allowing yourself to feel a burst of comfort and incomparable relaxation.

His head was groggy, as if he had entered something to make his head heavier than it had been, and Theodore wanted to get up, but he couldn't move. It was sticky and damp, itchy, itchy and numb.

Even though his eyes were closed, he could still feel the blinding light outside, making him want to open his eyes and sit up.

"Your Excellency?" a deep voice appeared in his ear, "Are you awake, Your Excellency!"

It was Varence, Theodore thought.

Struggling to open his eyes, Theodore saw the stiff face, conveying emotions of joy and rejoicing, quietly watching himself.

The feeling of dizziness made Theodore unconsciously put his arms on his head, and his mouth was dry.

"Help me up. ”

"Yes!" Valence nodded happily, half-kneeling in front of Theodore, gently dragging him up from behind, handing him a wet towel from the side.

“xiexie。 Theodore took the towel and wiped it vigorously on his face, the cool and smooth droplets of water spread over his skin, and he shook his head vigorously to make him sober.

At this time, Theodore remembered to look around, and sat on a large white bed, the stone room looked a little empty, but it was also clean and tidy, a desk, a few cabinets in the corner, and a bright red carpet on the floor, maybe linen, maybe cotton. The delicate shuttered wooden windows are pushed open, and a breeze walks in from there, and you can see the clear blue sky in the distance.

"Where is this?"

"This is Severcro, Caesar. Valens replied, and then added a few words: "At the invitation of Lord Brenus, come to defend against the invasion of the orcs." ”

"Oh yes, yes, yes, I remembered. Theodore repeatedly, "Last night." ”

Theodore remembered that he had fainted at the gates of the city when he seemed to have returned with his knights the previous night, and had not known anything since.

From departure, to the raid, to the return, I have been using that strategic map, almost thirty or forty minutes, plus I was too excited, it was night, and when I came back, I finally couldn't hold on.

"How long did I sleep?"

"One night, plus a whole morning, it's already afternoon. Valence said, and walked over to the table, bringing over a plate with a steaming bowl of oatmeal and two golden roasted pork chops, tender and very tempting.

It was indeed hungry, and Theodore didn't say much, but brought the plate and ate it in a big gulp. The thick oatmeal was also filled with fresh vegetables, and the pork chops were roasted with golden brown and crispy, and the oil splashed straight out, which made the hungry Theodore appetite very much. It wasn't until I had eaten the whole plate that I felt like I was alive again, and I exhaled softly.

"During your slumber, General Mehmus and several other Excellencies led their men to clean up the battlefield, and the results were quite fruitful, but despite the harsh conditions, we still wiped out all the orcs who followed the refugees, more than 500. Valence said excitedly, taking something wrapped in linen from the side, handing it to Theodore, and slowly opening it.

Presented to Theodore was a sword, a broken sword, the tip of which was gone, and only the second half and the hilt remained.

"This is ......" Theodore looked at it in astonishment, and carefully held it in his hand: "Isn't this my handle?"

"When we found it, it was stuck in the back of a large one, and you may have struck it right in the spine, and the blade cracked. Valence looked at him with satisfaction: "Congratulations, you cut one with your own hands!"

"The gods have blessed me. Theodore replied happily, got out of bed excitedly, stopped, and asked with some loss, "So, we ...... last night How many people died?"

"Thirty-two, thirty-two knights. Valence muffled, "Including nine lives...... Brave and fearless, knight of the Imperial Guard, killed on the spot!"

"............" Theodore pursed his lips tightly, holding the wall with one hand, and bowing his head: "How did you die?"

"Death by impact. An unexpected answer, but Valence remained unscrupulous: "Some of the orcs who had launched a resistance rushed head-on, dodged the cavalry, knocked them off their horses, and were ...... Hit smash!"

"They...... It's not human at all!" Valence tilted his head to the side: "This kind of thing...... I never thought there would be ...... This kind of monster!"

"Are you scared?"

"No!" Valence firmly denied, his right hand clenched into a fist on his chest, and he looked at Theodore with a determined expression: "As long as you give the order, I can go and fight them to the death at any time!"

"Valens, my dear Valens. Theodore came up to him and grabbed him by the shoulder: "The Romans are strong, not because we are taller and more burly than any other people, or because we are born with divine power, the Romans are strong because we are more persevering, stronger, and wiser than all of them." ”

"Let's use our own strengths and attack the weaknesses of others!" Theodore replied with a famous saying: "That is the style of the good Romans!"

"You can always say this kind of trick and convince people. Valens Pureblood smiled and nodded, the Romans were the best, this was an indisputable fact in Valens's brain.

Only the leader of the Romans can lead all mankind, and only the liliang of the Romans can defend the human shijie. This is Vaarens's way of thinking, unique among the Romans.

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"Let us welcome our young hero!

In the hall, Old Best shouted loudly, and reached out to Salute Theodore in a gesture of cheer, drawing everyone's eyes to him as he was about to descend the stairs.

A noisy applause rang out in the hall, like the sound of crackling rain, and everyone applauded proudly with elated expressions, looking at Theodore's figure with appreciation.

Theodore suddenly felt ridiculous, weishenme They always have to be so proactive after everything is over, and they can't wait to celebrate it, as if to show off their foresight?

Does that make them proud, or does it calm their own conscience that isn't so good?

"Come down quickly, Lord Julian, this is the honor you deserve, be happy!" Old Best walked up the stairs, and just as Theodore was about to stretch out his hand, he saw him blink his left eye slightly.

"You see that everyone welcomes you so much, shouldn't you say it?"

"Oh, that's how it should be. Theodore suddenly realized, took the initiative to walk down the stairs, and looked at the people around him with a smile: "This is not my credit alone, but everyone's, all the knights who went together, and all the knights who stuck to their posts, this is a victory for all of us!"

"This glory belongs to all!"

"The Glorious Cross is on the top---!!!"

"Bless you, Brave Lord Julian!"

"I wish you a long and healthy life - !!"

The crowd, who had been nervously looking at Theodore, shouted loudly and excitedly, raised the wine glasses in their hands, and collided with each other to celebrate this "common victory".

"Whew--" Exhaled softly, Theodore quietly sat aside alone, and Old Best wiped his sweat and shook his head to the side and sat down.

"How do you feel?" Brennus's playful voice suddenly appeared, and he turned his face to reveal the foam of ale on his beard that covered his entire face: "You're a hero now, my lad!"

"Come on!" Diodore replied angrily, looking around, but finding that he had not found the man, "What about Salald and Malbert?"

"That idiot fell hard last night, and is lying down, and he probably has to sleep until the night!" Brenus shook his head and replied in a pretended helpless manner, "As for Salald, he is probably with his horse, right?"

"Edith?"

"You even know this?" the old duke said curiously, "It seems that you have a good relationship with him, and if you have the opportunity to get a few Salion war horses, don't forget to leave some for me!"

"You're the Duke of Mithmeer, how could you not?!" Theodore looked at him in disbelief and said, "Do you still need me to help you?"

"No way, that old fellow of Ultok is too picky! A Salion horse will ask me for four bear skins, and I am not that rich!" the old duke took a sip of wine: "Even if I had, I would have to keep it for myself, and make a few coats and cloaks." ”

"Huh. Looking at the old man's child-like expression, Theodore couldn't help but smile, and he was much more relaxed.

"Caesar. Valence walked over softly and bent down, "It's ready." ”

"What's that?"

"I see. Theodore nodded, stood up, and looked at Brenus with a blank face: "Do you want to come together?"

"Just a little ritual. ”

..................

"Caesar. ”

"Lord Julian. ”

Passing among the soldiers, the warriors beside him whispered to Theodore, and bowed their heads, showing a slight consternation at the sight of the old duke, but quickly recovering to their original form, holding their helmets in their arms, and quietly looking ahead.

The knight of the Nine Lives Imperial Guard, lying quietly on the haystack, wearing the military uniform of his life, holding a wooden sword in his hand and placing it on his chest, peaceful and quiet.

The priest knelt on one knee before them and prayed for them in a whisper, a murmuring of chants that came out of his mouth, solemn and mysterious.

"Caesar. Valence walked over: "Can you start?"

"Wait a little bit. Theodore whispered, and walked to the haystack, not looking at the expressions of the nine men, for he knew that they must be peaceful, but the serenity was all the more painful.

Untied his purple cloak, put it over the haystack, took two steps back, and raised his right hand flat.

"At the very least, your merits deserve to wear purple robes. ”

"Priest!"

"In! my Caesar. ”

"Let's light the fire—" Theodore raised his head, "Let them go all the way!"

..................

"The murderous enemy is coming here again~!

Who is the dragon who is like a striker in the Gobi~!

He is as loyal as iron when he guards the high post~!

The glory of this life is like lightning~!

Don't even think about turning back if you want to fight to the end~!

Tell your heart, don't leave any regrets~!

Afraid of death, the non-hero raises his gun and rushes up~!

Just one roar makes the enemy tremble~......"

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