Training ground behind the castle.

Next to the training ground, there is a row of low and neat barracks, with a total of six, which is the dormitory of the Black Hawk Knights.

As the Knight Commander, Morris owns a barracks alone.

The other ten people live in one room for each two.

At this moment, there was no one outside the training ground outside the barracks.

In the third barracks in the middle, Morris stood in the room with nine trainee knights including Zebra, with a solemn expression, and packed the relics for the deceased Barnett.

Zebra and Barnett live in the same room, and he knows what is in the room belonging to Barnett.

He folded the clothes, armor, weapons and letters of Barnett's relic, and then placed them neatly on the empty bed.

There was a pitch-black coffin next to the bed, which they had prepared long ago.

Professional knights like Morris and others have such a tradition. As long as they are hired in a territory, they will prepare a coffin for themselves in advance, because they must be prepared to fight for the lord until death at any time.

Take money and eliminate disasters for others.

If you lose, you will defend and make up for it with your life.

This is the ethics of professional knights and the glory of professional knights.

Barnett's body was dragged away by the monster. Except for some blood and broken armor left in the woods, nothing else could be found.

Although Barnett did not die on the battlefield, he also sacrificed to protect his territory and deserves respect.

The body of his companion was not found, and he could only use his relics during his lifetime. This is also the tradition of professional knights.

Soon, Zebra looked solemn and placed all of Barnett's relics neatly on the deceased's bed.

At this time, he nodded to Morris, "It's time to start!"

Morris took a deep breath and prepared to start the farewell ceremony.

Sudden,

Just at this moment.

A slight footstep came from outside, followed by a familiar and majestic voice that reached everyone's ears.

"Morris, why not call me?"

Everyone in the room was shocked and turned to look. Baron Sean appeared outside the door in a solemn black suit. Even his usually slightly curly hair was neatly combed.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

This internal farewell ceremony will not be notified, and outsiders are generally unwilling to come, because, in the eyes of almost all employers and lords, these professional knights come for money, and there is no real loyalty or faith.

They took the money and died for themselves, which was the right thing to do. Besides, with the noble status of the lord, they looked down on these humble apprentice knights, just as they looked down on those dirty and lowly serfs.

Morris did not invite Sean. First of all, he did not want outsiders to get involved in this matter. What's more, he was afraid that the Lord of the Lord would refuse contemptuously.

As the leader of a professional Cavaliers team, he also has dignity.

Now the sudden arrival of Lord Sean surprised Morris and others.

But soon, they realized and prepared to salute.

"Lord..."

"Don't worry about me, keep going." Sean waved his hand and stopped them.

At this time, Morris turned around again, everyone stood behind him, consciously forming a formation, and the atmosphere became sad again.

Under the leadership of Morris, nine trainee knights slowly knelt on one knee, clenched their right fists, placed them horizontally on their chests, slowly turning their eyes on the empty bed filled with relics, as if looking at their living companions who were sleeping peacefully.

The room was quiet, and only Morris looked solemnly with a sound that only he could hear, silently chanting the farewell eulogy of a professional knight.

After a long time, the farewell eulogy was finally finished.

At this time, Morris slowly raised his head and looked at the spare badge engraved with Barnett's name hanging on the head of the bed. His eyes revealed a rare sadness: "The knight will never die, it will only turn into the rising sun!"

"The knight will never die, it will only turn into the sunrise!"

The nine knights responded one after another, and the low and powerful voices instantly spread throughout the training ground. Even Sean next to him began to recite.

Hearing Shawn's voice, everyone looked back and found that the Lord of the Lord was kneeling on one knee and fisting across his chest, making the same farewell movement as them.

"Lord, you………”

Morris and others were stunned. First, they were shocked, then they were unbelievable, and finally they became unprecedentedly moved in their hearts.

This scene will be unforgettable for everyone.

They never thought that one day, there would be a lord with a noble identity, kneeling on one knee with sincere eyes, and bidding farewell to their deceased teammates with them.

And I also bid farewell to a trainee knight with a low strength and poor background.

Finally, their eyes were red and they wanted to speak, but they didn't know what to say.

Morris rolled his Adam's apple for a long time and looked at Sean deeply, "Thank you!"

"I should be the one who said thank you," Sean stood up slowly: "You are fighting for me and sacrificing to protect my territory, and I should thank you."

Facing the lord's sincere and calm eyes, everyone was silent.

After a long time, Morris said with a hoarse voice: "Please restrain the relics..."

Everyone began to place the relics placed on the empty bed one by one carefully into the coffin.

At this time, Zebra took out a blood-stained crossbow, his eyes were red and handed it to Shawn, "Lord, this is Barnett's crossbow. He is no longer here. This crossbow should be returned to Lord."

Sean looked at the dark red blood on the crossbow and sighed: "Put it all in, after all, it has fought with him."

"Thank you Lord!"

The Zebra's voice was a little choked. He carefully placed the blood-stained crossbow into the coffin, and then slowly covered the coffin lid with everyone.

Everyone lifted the coffin, carefully left the barracks, and headed towards the Harvey River on the southwest border. There was a small hill where many people were buried, all of whom were warriors who sacrificed their lives to protect their territory.

Ordinary people like serfs are not qualified to hold funerals.

After they died, they burned the ashes and sprinkled the ashes on the land they had cultivated during their lifetime, hoping that after their souls would return to heaven, those places covered by ashes would belong to their own land.

Above the hillside, there is a newly dug tomb pit.

There were many people gathered around the grave pit, all of whom were members of the militia of the Black Hawk Territory, including Pierce and the Black Dog.

Father Matthews held the sacred scripture and waited solemnly next to the tomb pit, preparing to make his final prayers and farewell for the deceased warriors.

At the hillside, Morris and others carried the coffin and looked at the crowd waiting on the hillside, their eyes became wet without realizing it.

Obviously, this was notified by the Lord Lord.

These trainee knights with low strength and background were used to death on the battlefield, wearing corpses in horses, and simple and sad funerals. They had never been treated as solemnly as they are today.

This made their mood more and more touching and complicated.

Morris looked back at Baron Sean following behind him, and couldn't help but want to speak, "Lord Lord..."

However, as soon as he spoke, he was stopped by the Lord of the Lord, "Shh, he is sleeping, let's not disturb him."

Soon, the coffin was placed in the tomb pit and filled with soil.

After the priest finished his last prayer and farewell, he sang a requiem. Finally, he slowly threw a few drops of holy water on the tombstone: "May the soul return to heaven and enjoy the blessing of God forever."

As soon as these words were spoken, the militia attending the funeral bent down and bowed in a solemn expression.

The funeral ended and the militia escorted the priest away.

Morris and nine trainee knights stood in front of Barnett's grave and watched the priest leave, with his waist straight and no movement for a long time. This is their gratitude and respect for everyone.

For the first time in their lives, they deeply realized that the funerals of these apprentice knights could be so grand and sacred.

Sean stood on the top of the slope, and the entire hillside was covered with various tombstones of various sizes, some were broken, some were rotten, and some were carved with exquisite patterns.

Looking at these graves and the dead souls buried under the ground, he looked at Morris and others, and slowly said: "On this hillside, there are lords and knights of the Black Hawk Territory for more than a hundred years. They all sacrificed their lives to protect this land, and they are all respectable warriors. Barnett is their glory and his glory for this land. I will remember him and let everyone in this land remember him, because he has bravely protected us..."

After pausing, he glanced at everyone's faces and said sincerely: "I really don't want to attend a funeral like this, so in the days to come, you must not only protect this land, but also protect yourself."

Below the hillside, Little Pierce was already leading his horse and stood on the road and waited.

Sean glanced at everyone again, then slowly walked down the slope.

Suddenly, at this moment, a call came from behind.

"Lord..."

Sean stopped and looked back.

I saw that the straight trainee knights who were originally standing suddenly knelt on one knee, holding a long sword or a long sword in both hands, and lowering their heads facing him.

Immediately afterwards, nine trainee knights, led by Captain Zebra, read the oath aloud with a solemn expression:

"The great god of knights is above us, and we are willing to follow Sean Nicholas forever. In the future, no matter whether it is poor or glorious, dangerous or bumpy, we will be with the Lord and will never betray it. If we violate the oath, we will be cursed forever and will not be at peace in our souls..."

"you……"

Sean never expected that they would suddenly swear allegiance, and couldn't help but shake their heads and said, "Do you know what this vow means? I hope you think clearly!"

The nine apprentice knights answered in unison, with a firm tone. "Lord, we have considered it very clearly. Please accept our allegiance!"
To be continued...