Release that Witch Chapter 68: Funner

Border Town is holding a funeral on a wasteland southwest.

It is not appropriate to say wasteland. I do n’t know when this uninvolved land has been surrounded by a small wall of woolen stones, the wall is covered with thick snow, and it looks as if it is plated from afar. A layer of silver. Although you can cross it with one kick, but seeing it, Van'er can't help but think of the border city wall --. They are all the same color and the same shape.

He has only heard of this ritual in the mouth of a travelling businessman. When a large noble or royal family member dies, the family of the deceased will concentrate in the cemetery, play sad music, accept others' mourning, and finally bury the coffin. Go underground. The more noble the status, the greater the momentum.

Even the dead are better than the living. He thought with envy at the time, what should I do if the Border Town's is dead? Go to Hidden Forest and dig a hole to fill it. It is also unknown whether Evil Beast planed the dead body when Months of Demons arrived.

Death is no stranger to Border Town's residents. Especially to go to Longsong Stronghold to take refuge every winter, everyone is rolled up in the slum shack, died of hunger and severe cold, died of illness and injury, which is normal. No one has time to sorrow. With this effort, it is better to wait for dawn to go to the city center to ask for a piece of bread.

But today, His Royal Highness is going to hold a funeral for a soldier!

I heard that he was unfortunately thrown to the ground while chasing Evil Beast Hybrid(s), and was bitten off half of his head.

Van'er knows this unlucky guy. He is also an old face of the old district. Without a name, everyone calls him Aji. He has a wife and two children. The oldest seems to be six years old, and the youngest has just been able to walk.

If it's normal, the family is definitely over. The woman can find a man to live on, but who would be willing to bring two tow bottles? Either leave these two little guys on the side of the road and let them survive on their own, or keep them, and go to the bar to soak up the flesh business, and eventually die of various strange diseases.

But His Highness the Prince seems to really intend to fulfill his promise when recruiting militia. The war dead will not only receive the full salary, but also an extra compensation. What is the name of this? Van'er thought about it, ah ... yes, pension. And this money actually has as many as five gold royal.

In addition, a certain amount of food and charcoal will be distributed every month, which means that even if his wife does not go out to work, he can still keep two children alive. Well, these good-looking statements are probably just comfort words, but gold royal is real. He saw with his own eyes that His Highness the Prince handed over the pension to adult Chief Knight, and then transferred from adult Knight to wife Aji.

Hell, why did he suddenly feel a little envious of Aji? No, no, Van'er shook his head again and again to expel these stupid thoughts, so he didn't want to die but was cheaper to his wife ... and it is likely to be someone else's wife.

His Royal Highness delivered a speech after sending the money. It was very short, but Van'er heard it. In particular, the phrase "to protect loved ones and innocent people's sacrifice, we will always remember", made him feel a heat flow in his heart. It turned out to be this way, he thought, not surprisingly, in addition to bread and silver royal recently, he always felt that there were more pursuits of --. At least this winter, they can survive, relying on their own both hands, not Longsong Stronghold.

The last part is burial. Aji's coffin was put into the dug pit. Chief Knight let everyone line up. Every militia player, whether formal or substitute, took turns to fill a pinch of soil with a shovel. Everyone is familiar with queuing, and more than two hundred people immediately lined up in four columns. When it was Van'er's turn, he suddenly felt that the shovel became slightly heavy, and the attention of the surrounding players slowed down every move.

When he stood aside, his gaze passed on to the next coverer.

Aji's tombstone is a pure white rectangular stone. The word Van'er above is unknown, and he is not the first person to live in this wasteland. Next to Aji, there is an identical stele with snow at the top. When everyone left, Van'er saw the new Captain Brian of the second militia team, and slowly poured a pot of ale on the tombstone.

If this is his last destination, it doesn't look bad, he can't help thinking.

"His Royal Highness," Carter suddenly said on the way back to the castle, "You do this ..."

"Not right?"

"No," he thought for a while, and finally shook his head. "I can't say it, but I feel that no one has ever treated the citizen -- so called. They have no title, no family history, and even their last name and name . "

"But you still feel good, right?"

"Uh ..."

Roland smiled, of course he knew how powerful this set would be for the Carter, which also has a mission to fight and protect. When people start thinking about who they are fighting for and why, the team will have unimaginable changes. The significance for Carter is that when the honor is no longer the privilege of noble alone, and the ordinary people who have nothing can gain honor by defending their homes through his training and teaching, this doubled sense of accomplishment is simply beyond words.

Of course, the public funeral is only the beginning. Roland thinks that he can also use many methods to enhance the sense of collective honor, such as setting up military flags, military songs, setting Hero role models, and so on.

No spirit is born out of nothing. Only by persevering in this practice day by day and instilling ideas at all times will it gradually become effective. In order to ensure the reliable operation of the aftercare system, he even arranged a three-member aftercare team from himself, City Hall and militia to complete the follow-up food and charcoal distribution.

The further down you go, the more Roland feels heavy on your shoulders. Border Town lacks too much. It seems that mining and people's livelihood are on track, and there is ample food reserves. So far, situation has not been starved or frozen to death. This seems to be a miracle in other towns. Even Greycastle Kingdom Capital, many refugees or orphans are eliminated in winter every year.

But he wants more than that, the operating load of City Hall has reached its limit. Relying on Assistant Minister Barov and the dozens of apprentices he brought up, supported all the financial and administrative management of Border Town's. If you want to further expand the department, you can't do without recruiting some management staff. He also asked Barov if there are any proud students or colleagues who are still in Kingdom Capital, but the response is cold water: "Even if they are not willing to come. Your Highness, you really know how famous you are in Kingdom Capital Is it bad? "

Okay, it sounds very reasonable. He thought depressively.

Back at the castle backyard, Nightingale emerged from the mist and gave Wendy a warm hug while standing outside the wooden shed waiting. Lightning revolved around the unfinished steam boring machine. When she saw Roland, she immediately begged to assemble this rumored machine that could move by herself.

Looking at all this, he suddenly felt that his efforts were worthwhile.