I Became a Progenitor Vampire Chapter 191: The hero’s funeral, walking with the coffin

"School?" Harrison was taken aback, then shook his head.

"Patriarch, the school is not a necessity for the current city of dawn.

There are many more important tasks than school. I have asked the city hall to set up an evening class for learning in the square. There will be two sessions a week to teach civilians to read. "

Li De shook his head.

"Schools are necessities and must be built in the future.

Education is a big project, and the city of dawn in the future must have more cutting-edge talents.

But it does need to be ranked behind for now. "

Educational power is an unchanging truth. The City of Dawn is mostly low-level civilians, and many people don’t even know their own names.

Only with a high-quality population base can it be possible to produce more outstanding top talents. This is a truth that everyone must admit.

The probability of an illiterate farmer teaching a talent can never be higher than the probability of a 15th-level archmage teaching a talent.

But at present, it is indeed a bit early to build the school, and the work in all aspects is far from being done.

At least you have to eat and wear warmth before you are in the mood to talk about education.

"The war is over, and the city of Dawn is about to be restored to its development track.

We cannot stop our development momentum just because of a war. "

There was a heavy flash in Li De's eyes.

"The hero's funeral will be held tomorrow. I want all the heroes who died in the battle for the city of dawn to receive the most glorious respect."

Talking about this topic, Harrison's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Yes, the patriarch." He is the only second-generation blood of the blood clan who was not born in this battle. He could only wait for news in the rear when other people died in the front line.

At this time, Harrison couldn't help but wonder if he did something wrong. Is it really right not to learn offensive magic?

If the enemy hits the city of Dawn one day, will he only be able to release the buffing magic behind the blood?

Harrison couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Lide looked at Harrison's dim eyes and seemed to understand his thoughts, and shook his head slightly, "Harrison, not everyone has to charge on the battlefield.

I am relieved that the city of dawn teaches you how to manage it. Your role here can be compared to three 15th-level archmages. "

The fact is true. If Harrison hadn't been helping him with trivial political affairs in the City of Dawn, he wouldn't have so much energy to do other things.

Talents are diverse. They can be business prides, management talents, builders, or blacksmiths who forge weapons.

If a city has only strong combat power, it is undoubtedly unbalanced, unless it is strong enough to ignore all enemies, otherwise it can only be regarded as a crappy walk.

Harrison nodded, the dimness in his eyes slowly disappeared, and the brightness was restored again.

"The patriarch...I think I understand"

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The purpose of launching war is to gain more living space. This theme has not changed since the beginning.

The soldiers who died in a battle are often the most heartbreaking.

With the integration of the residents of the City of Dawn and the Holy Light Blood Race, the original fear and jealousy have long since disappeared, in return for a harmonious relationship between each other.

But after this war, many residents discovered that the blood family who had been talking to them a few days ago had been covered with a white shroud, put it in a black coffin, and left them forever.

Such sudden parting is often unacceptable.

But there is no war without death.

With the publicity of the Propaganda Department.

The evening of the next day.

At twilight, the residents of the city of Dawn spontaneously gathered on the Square of Dawn.

These residents are dressed in black or dark clothes, with a white flower on their chests, standing in the square with dignified expressions, looking at the coffins that have been neatly arranged on the square with complex eyes.

A picture drawn with magic is placed above each coffin, and the smiling faces have become eternal at this time.

In the center of dozens of coffins, a corpse of a cyclops, as large as a hill, lay peacefully.

The head was covered with a long white cloth, and the dense scars on his body showed the bravery in front of the cyclops.

Twenty blood races have been using magic to protect the corpse to avoid high temperature damage.

At dusk, a pale golden light flickered in the sky.

Below is a grieving crowd.

Atmospheres are easy to infect each other, even if some of them don’t know the blood that died in battle, but in this atmosphere, no one can remain indifferent.

"City Lord Kachar is here"

The whole body whispered, and then the crowd turned their heads.

Looking at the figure wearing a black mage robe and a white flower on his chest, the eyes of the crowd showed excitement.

"Good day, under the crown of Kachar..."

"City Lord Kachar..."

For a while, it seemed that even the sadness in the air was much less.

This is their king, the master of dawn, the crown of the great gods, and their savior.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Li De stepped solemnly on the bluestone ground, without turning, walking directly through the gap in the coffin, one step, one step.

The crowd dressed in black, with conspicuous white flowers on their chests, turned their eyes as Li De moved forward.

The black coffin, the corpse of the cyclops, everything is full of sadness.

Li De's eyes swept across the smiling pictures on the coffin, his heart became solemn.

These are the well-deserved heroes of the City of Dawn, and their achievements are destined to be recorded in the history of the City of Dawn.

Tap~Tap~

The sound of stepping on the slate is very low, step by step up to the high platform.

Li De's dark and deep gaze looked down at the silent crowd below, and he took a deep breath after feeling the solemn atmosphere in the air.

"Our people, I am your city lord, Kachar"

Standard opening remarks, but unlike the past, Li De's tone is very low and serious.

Betty and Isha also participated in the rally, and the two girls also wore black robes customized for them by the tailor shop today.

Isha's eyes lit up as soon as she looked at Li De, and her little hand held Betty tightly.

Betty, the Valkyrie of the Northland, looked around with a bit of curiosity. Although she had a good impression of the city, she didn't feel much sadness for death because she was used to seeing life and death.

Northlanders never fear death, let alone the warriors who died on the battlefield. This is an honor.

She was interested in how these civilians would be so sad at the sacrifice of the vampire.

This is unimaginable anywhere else.

"Today, we are going to hold a great funeral for our hero"

"The Holy Light Blood Race is the protector of the city of dawn and the guardian of all residents.

Every holy light blood clan lying peacefully beside you in the coffin has sacrificed for the city of dawn. "

"They are heroes, well-deserved heroes, and heroes that every Dawn City resident should respect."

Li De's tone was sad.

"No one is willing to give up his life, but for the relatives and friends behind him, for the land under his feet, and for the lover in his arms.

Every holy light blood clan stood up unswervingly for this. They sacrificed their lives in exchange for the flourishing future of the City of Dawn. "

"Every one of us is a beneficiary"

"Today, we are here to mourn the heroes who sacrificed for the City of Dawn. This is their honor!"

Li De's voice has an irresistible incitement, and his tone becomes more and more high-pitched.

"I swear an oath to my people in the name of the patriarch of the Holy Light Blood Clan, the Lord of the City of Dawn.

From now on, as long as the residents who died for the sake of the city of Dawn, no matter they are civilians or the holy blood, they are eligible to be buried in the hero's cemetery and will be praised by everyone in the city of dawn. "

"In order to commemorate these heroes who sacrificed for the city of dawn, I will build a monument to heroes of dawn in the city of dawn,

Every hero who gave his life for the city of Dawn should be remembered! "

These words excited the crowd below. Everyone who sacrificed for the City of Dawn can receive such an honor, which is beyond belief.

How many people don’t want to be praised and admired after they die? The civilians in the past were too humble, so humble that no one would care about them, at this time they once again felt recognized and valued.

The security team and other city hall employees were even more excited. They felt the meaning of their existence in the words of Lord Cachar.

Those who paid for the city of dawn will not be forgotten.

"Under the crown of Cathar, long live!!"

"Long live the Lord of Kachar!!"

"..."

As the civilians shouted loudly, the sadness disappeared a lot for a while.

Looking at the handsome figure on the high platform, countless residents are sincerely grateful at this time.

Li De took a deep look at the crowd. The hero's sacrifice is a very sad thing, but it can also turn this sad thing into a good thing that unites the people and guides everyone to be positive.

Wait until the noise of the crowd dropped before continuing.

"I hope every resident will remember this day today."

"In order to commemorate the dead heroes, I decided to make the time of their sacrifice-May 10th, as the hero's memorial day,

On May 10th every year, we will hold a memorial ceremony for the dead heroes. "

Li Deji paused, looking at the crowd below him with shining eyes.

High voice.

"Now, let’s have a hero’s funeral"

"Offering Flowers"

On the street outside the square at this time, Niluo, the priest of the Holy Spirit of the Breaking Dawn sect, was wearing a white priest's robe, followed by twenty goddesses, holding white flowers in his hands.

Niluo's pupils with pale golden light contained indescribable majesty and holiness, and the people around them unconsciously raised solemn expressions after seeing the saint.

No one dares to blaspheme the majesty of the gods.

Step by step.

The goddess chanted chants in a low voice behind her, and the scene was full of strong religious atmosphere.

Under everyone's gaze, Niluo gently placed the flowers in her hand on the coffin in the middle.

The white flowers and the dark coffins formed the sharpest contrast.

After offering flowers, Niluo bowed deeply to the coffin and held her chest, and finally turned back to the goddess and sang hymns in a low voice.

At this time, the crowd spontaneously stepped forward, placing the white flowers on their hands or the flowers on their chests on the coffin.

The whole scene is solemn and extremely holy.

Everyone is full of inexplicable sense of honor in this occasion, and it seems that being able to participate in it is something that everyone is grateful for.

It took half a full sunday before the crowd finished offering flowers.

At this time, a thick layer of flowers has been stacked on the coffin.

Li De's spirit is still heavy.

"Send to Heroes' Cemetery"

After hearing the order, the security team on the side stepped forward and lifted the coffin.

The giant cyclops was lifted by the hands of twenty blood family mages.

The scene was very shocking.

Dozens of coffins, plus the corpse of a cyclops, walked out along the streets of the city of dawn.

All the residents followed the funeral procession.

At this time, the crowd has come first, and there is no longer the old estrangement and strangeness in their eyes. At this time, they are all standing together.

They are all seeing off the heroes.

The flowers on the coffin fell on the bluestone ground little by little as they moved forward, and the scene was extremely poignant.

A avenue of flowers paved with the coffin on the streets of the city of dawn. The flowers that fell from the coffin were given an unspeakable sacredness at this time.

Li De walked with the coffin at the front of the funeral procession.

In the crowd, countless eyes were watching this scene, all eyes were moved.

Even Betty, the Valkyrie of the North, who has been used to seeing countless lives and deaths~IndoMTL.com~, can't help but look solemn when she sees this scene.

It is almost every soldier's dream to have such a glorious funeral after death. She has never had such a grand funeral in the Northland. The City of Dawn has given him more and more surprises.

At the same time, she was also very surprised by Li De's performance.

As the master of a city, the king of a race, he can do this to the extent that his soldiers died in battle.

This is unimaginable in the human kingdom. When did the aristocratic nobles care about the life and death of their soldiers?

Turning her head to look at the sadness in the eyes of the people around her, she suddenly understood something.

This city is so vibrant and charming.

It's not without reason.

Because they have such an outstanding city lord, a king whom she admires.