Chapter 281 Reward (Part 1)

Fafeer opened his eyes

The soft sunlight penetrated into the room slowly reflected, and the surrounding scene became clear.

It's afternoon?

Fafell thought that after the final battle in the early morning, he returned to the city, had a hearty meal, and then went to bed. After sleeping, it was the afternoon of cleaning. Depending on the situation, it was probably two hours left, and the sun was about to set.

"Sir, please have a meal!" The maid stepped forward.

Fafell nodded absent-mindedly, and after eating it, he left the building and saw Haiwave as soon as he went out.

"Let's go to the battlefield together!"

At the same time, the two of them smiled at each other, without putting on heavy armor or horse hooves, they went out.

It was already afternoon, and the golden sun shone on the world, a river stretched here and poured into the ocean not far away. In addition, there was an endless fertile plain in front of us.

The reason why it is endless is that although we know that there is no place to be the ocean, people's eyesight is not reachable, and they only see it as plains.

The two riders galloped up and came to a high place. This was not even a hill. It was just a ten-meter-high mound. It was a platform built by the nobles yesterday. Of course, there was no one at this time.

On the platform, looking at the smooth land, the autumn weather was clear and refreshing, and I felt my mind suddenly open.

Fafer took a deep breath, felt the fragrance full of soil and grass seeds, and said, "This land is really fertile. No wonder it is the Viscount's direct territory... You see, there are still people cleaning the battlefield now."

Indeed, there are still people cleaning the battlefields of several square kilometers.

The nobles and the church knights, the dead soldiers, were dragged away by the cleaners.

In the morning, countless citizens, with deep pain, went to identify the bodies of their relatives one by one. However, in this kind of war, it was difficult to keep the corpses intact. Except for the bodies that could distinguish their appearance, the other bloody corpses could only be gathered together.

The bodies piled up into several tall piles, with some people pouring oil on them, and many pastors praying around them.

Although in fact, the souls of these warriors have been destroyed, ordinary people do not know that this program still needs to be executed. Of course, the priest only responded a few times and did not really use divine power.

After the prayer was finished, the priest ordered the ignition of the relative who could not find the body.

The fire burned everything.

Looking at the sudden fire in front of you, not mentioning the crying relatives, the eyes of those who simply participated in this battle were a little wet.

"May the God of War bless you... rest in peace forever... walk all the way...my brother!" The warrior in charge of lighting stared at the burned corpse in front of him, and suddenly said this.

"May the God of Order bless you...rest forever!"

"May Goddess of the Earth bless you...rest in peace forever and enter the kingdom of heaven!"

"Waiting for us in the kingdom of heaven!"

People of different beliefs always have the same mood at this time. Facing the flames, this prayer and mood quickly spread from the center to the periphery. Not long after, on the entire battlefield, all those who were resting or doing other things immediately stood up and prayed silently, turning the sorrow in their hearts into strength, spreading continuously, seeking the blessing of the gods.

However, these ordinary people would not understand that the warriors who fought for the last breath would not be the kingdom of heaven, but the complete destruction.

Affected by this atmosphere, many people who had already stepped into the city gate stopped and silently prayed for the deceased.

These include Fafer and Hevavi on the high platform.

"Fafell, let's not watch it anymore, let's go!" After a long time, he patted Fafell on the shoulder and Hayvavi said.

Fafell couldn't help but look back and realized that the demon's corpse was burning at this time. Then he followed Haiwave, twisted his horse and entered the city gate.

"Fafell, look!" Fafell was walking down and his head was lowered, when Hevavi's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

At this time, Hevavi walked side by side with him, and looked up at himself in a daze when he saw Fafell, and whispered. "Look at the team in front of him."

Before? Fafell noticed that there were eleven people walking on horseback not far ahead of them. They obviously had rested, but strangely, they did not take off their armor, and they all had blood marks on their bodies. The armor looked very good, but they had already been damaged in many places.

"It's the Holy Sword Knights..." Although it was just a back, Fafell recognized their costumes at a glance.

For those of them, Fafell had already looked at them differently through this battle. These people were proud, but their pride was not unreasonable. They did have the capital to be proud, that is, their absolute firmness in the belief in the knights and their absolute enthusiasm for battle.

When he came back, he didn't see the Sangerber Knight. Fafel sighed softly, knowing that this man who had never liked him and Romon should have turned into ashes in the fire. The Knights of the Holy Sword performed the most prominently in this battle, and the most casualties were the most severe. Now it seems that there are only three knights and eight attendants left in the entire regiment, which is equivalent to the destruction of the entire regiment.

Looking at their somewhat desolate backs, Fafeer sighed again, but when they advanced to the front, the priest of the Lord of Glory actually greeted him.

The first one is the Archbishop who has two silver stars!

At this time, the onlookers will automatically make way and gradually calm down.

When the members of the eleven Knights of the Holy Swords approached and half-kneeled to the Archbishop, the Archbishop spoke, "My Lord, the Lord of the Light, you give light to shine on the world and keep us away from darkness. You give grace to heal the pain and make us not afraid of death... God said, the sacrifice will return to the kingdom of God, and the struggle will be rewarded!"

The sound was not loud, but it filled the entire square in front of the temple. When hearing this sound, all believers who believed in the Lord of Glory knelt down in his prayers.

As the prayer ended, the sky cracked and a beam of holy light shot down directly, covering the knights present and including the Archbishop.

At this time, everyone bowed to the ground, even if they were other believers of God, it was God's grace!

All mortals must be respected.

In the holy light, some of the originally desolate members of the Holy Sword Knights gradually became happy and removed all pain and sorrow.

The golden holy light appeared and disappeared, as if it lasted for a long time, but seemed to be only for a moment.

When the holy light disappeared, I was stunned for a moment, and another dazzling white light rose up. Then, many dazzling white lights flashed, and the screams of people suddenly sounded.

"It's a promotion!"

"Not just level one, those three knights have actually been promoted to level two!"

"The eight knight attendants were all promoted to knights!"

In the crowd, there were people constantly exclaiming, spreading the news, and for a moment, everyone knew it, and the devout believers even knelt on the ground, praying for gratitude, and even the other believers of God showed a look of envy.

The Archbishop glanced at it and smiled proudly. This was his purpose. Moreover, the holy light on his body also reached level thirteen.

Fafell and Hevavi were stunned because both of them successfully advanced not long ago and had a very sensitive sense of the Knight's promotion fluctuations. Therefore, it is confirmed that these are all facts.

Just as the two of them retreated to a certain distance, the sound in front even reached the conference hall. When they heard the noise outside, the nobles who were in the meeting were stunned. Viscount Edel was stunned and waved to a soldier and said, "Go and see what happened outside."

"Yes, Lord Viscount." The soldier took the order out. After a while, he ran back happily and said to Edel: "Return to Lord Viscount, I heard that the three knights and eight attendants of the Holy Sword Knights have all advanced."

"Really?" Viscount Edel's face changed, and he immediately stood up, and was in a state of uncertainty. He said, "Everyone, let me go out and take a look first, and you can continue to discuss."

As he said that, he walked out with a few confidants.

By the time Viscount Edel arrived at the scene, the people of the Holy Sword Knights had completed their promotions. The three knights were each promoted to two levels, reaching one level nine and two level eight levels, and all eight servants were promoted to knights.

"...You must inherit the will of your ancestors and build a long-lasting Knights of Holy Swords!" The Archbishop said, not caring about the previous sacrifice: "Let the glory of the Knights be with the glory of the Lord and pass on forever."

The regiment commander, deputy regiment commander, and knight backing are all there, and with the Lord of Glory as a backing, it only takes one month to replenish troops.

"Two levels, it's really amazing." Fafer sighed while continuing to walk into the city, his tone full of envy: "These people were very brave in this battle. Perhaps because of this, they all advanced."

"No, of course the grace of the Lord of Glory is the main cause. Otherwise, although it may be a breakthrough, it is not so fast!" Haiwawei sighed, but couldn't help but say depressedly.

I thought he was in his early thirties and reached the level of a knight, and all the attendants of the Knight Order could jump to the level and be promoted, which made him unable to envy him.

However, even Haiwavi knew that perhaps with the protection and grace of the Lord of Glory, the promotion of the Holy Sword Knights was exchanged for blood and courage. In the battles just now, the heroism of the Holy Sword Knights was recognized. Since this is the case, it is natural for them to advance now.

Even if others have nothing to say, no one can criticize such promotion.

When the Archbishop of the Radiant Church rushed back to the conference hall, the nobles in the hall had reached a unified opinion on how to reward the warriors. Seeing him back, Viscount Edel hurriedly gave him to his side, and then told him something softly.

It turned out that Viscount Edel had obtained the latest news on the route of the devil's army's escape based on a special way, and wanted to discuss with the Archbishop how to deal with this matter.

"Master Viscount, the soldiers are tired. It is difficult to restore their combat effectiveness within three days..." The Archbishop did not answer directly, but pointed out this sentence gently.

Viscount Edel no longer understood what the other party meant, so he didn't have to manage a castle. Thinking of the city that has not yet stabilized, he sighed softly: "Yes, I'm all tired."

At this moment, a middle-aged nobleman suddenly stepped in from outside, his face much ugly than when he went out just now. It was Baron Moham.

He held a small piece of paper in his hand, which was given to him by a servant, a letter from the dove sent from the territory.

"Master Viscount! Master Bishop! Something happened!" After coming in, he shouted.

"Oh?" Viscount Edel and the Archbishop looked at each other, and sighed softly at the same time. Unexpectedly, this person would know so soon.

"Tell me, Baron Moham, what happened?" Viscount Edel had to pretend to ask.

"Master Viscount! I just got the news! The retreating demons are heading towards my territory! You can help you think of a solution! Those are fifty big demons and five thousand little demons!"

"Baron Moham, please rest assured. I have asked someone to notify the local managers. The people in your territory should have known about the past of the demon army and should be able to do a good job in defense. Please don't worry," Viscount Edel said lightly.

Baron Moham said anxiously: "Master Viscount, I don't mean that... The territory has received news that the demon is coming, but... there are so many demons that rely on my territory to resist, so I really can't handle it. I hope that Master Viscount and the Bishop can provide assistance."

After saying that, he looked at the two of them with anticipation.

"Sorry, Baron Moham, you have also seen that the soldiers are very tired now and the war horses can't run at all. In this case, it's difficult to chase the demons from such a distance, even defending the city. Otherwise, in three days, I will find a way to send someone to your territory, what?" Viscount Edel thought for a while and said.

"Three days?" Baron Moham was stunned at first, then furious.

This is not a small scale, it is a baron of the abyss, plus fifty big demons, let alone three days, even in one day, his territory cannot be waited. Seeing that Viscount Edel was not planning to send troops, he looked at the Bishop again.

"Sorry, Baron Moham, I can't do anything now." The Archbishop sighed. In the war just now, the church was willing to sacrifice, but now, this is another matter.

The nobles looked idly. Who would be willing to bury money to help him at this time?

"Okay, don't care? I can handle it myself. I will take people back and fight the devil to the death." After crying for a long time, when he saw that the matter was here, no one was willing to help. Baron Moham was immediately angry and walked out of the hall with his subordinates. A noise came soon outside, and someone came in to report that Baron Moham had already taken his subordinates out of the city.

The nobles present sneered.

It soon darkened, and when he walked out of the conference hall, the wind blew again. Baron Rocas wrapped his robe a little tightened, got on the carriage outside, and then returned to his own villa in the city.

As soon as he got back here, he first called the manager here and asked what the result was of the matter he had just arranged.

"Sir, they refused to ask you to do things for them to come to you..." The manager lowered his head, not daring to look at Baron Rocas's suddenly ugly face.
Chapter completed!