Tilly cried intermittently for nearly an hour before she calmed down. When Roland put her on the sofa, she realized that she had fallen asleep. When the two parted, the mucus of tears and snot even pulled a few filaments between the cheeks and the clothes.
Such a "dignified" appearance was naturally inconvenient for the sleeping witch to see. Roland thought about it, and finally called Anna, and together with her, carried Tilly to the large bedroom on the third floor of the castle.
After wiping her cheeks, Tilly's breathing returned to smooth, but there was still no sign of waking up, which showed that she was indeed quite tired. It is not uncommon to rely on busy work to numb herself. Such shock therapy is not uncommon. I am afraid that after learning the news of Ashes' sacrifice, she will not have a good rest for a moment.
"You can sleep with her tonight," Roland sighed. "I'm most afraid of being alone at such a time. You are the only one who can take care of her now."
"Don't worry, I can also feel her mood and know what to do." Anna nodded lightly, "What about you?"
"I went to the third frontier city to sleep, anyway, I spent the past few days there, it would be fine to stay for a while." Roland replied, "And the news of the victory of the Torch Operation should have been known to them earlier. Those ancient witches have been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Well." Anna came over and kissed his cheek, "Although I don't want you to leave, these things are indeed more important..."
"Sorry, it's rare for you to come back from the front."
"Don't be silly, my majesty, it will still grow in the future."
When Roland walked to the door, Anna stopped him again.
"By the way, don't forget to call Nightingale," she said seriously. "The only person in this city that can't have an accident is you."
Looking at the other party's clear eyes, Roland responded and closed the door.
…
As soon as he walked into the third frontier city with a large group of personal guards, Pasha appeared in front of him for the first time.
"Your Majesty, is there any news from the front line? How is the situation?"
You can tell from the slender whiskers of the other party's body, the restlessness and turmoil in her mood at the moment.
Roland also had no intention of betrayal, and replied bluntly, "We have won a complete victory. The demons on the plain have been eliminated, and the demon slayers have not been able to escape. Now Taquila has been placed under the control of the First Army. "
Pasha's tentacles stopped for a moment.
After being silent for about a few seconds, she said excitedly, "Is this true! Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness... I don't doubt you, but I really don't know what to say so can you tell me more details?"
After more than 400 years of tempering, there are few things that can change the emotions of these high-level witches. This is the first time Roland has seen Pasha lose his temper, "Of course. But"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, I'll go tell everyone the good news!" However, before he could finish speaking, Pasha disappeared at the top of the cave with a bang.
Roland was stunned for a moment, and finally he could only shake his head helplessly.
And when he entered the underground hall, not only Pasha, Erxia and Celine, but all the remaining witches of God's Punishment had gathered in the center of the hall, lined up in a straight line, waiting for him to speak expectantly. .
This made it difficult for Roland to complete the second half of the sentence.
"Let's go with the flow," Nightingale reminded in a low voice, "or later, use consciousness communication to tell Pasha and the others alone."
we can only do this. He nodded, took a step forward, and began to tell the general process and results of the final battle. Although the detailed statistical report has not been released, and there are many omissions in Ye Ye's remarks, those data and gains and losses are not important to them.
For this group of survivors who have been looking forward to more than four centuries, victory is the most important thing.
By the time he finished speaking the only bit of news, the crowd was already boiling.
The cheers were endless, and many witches burst into tears, but whether they were crying or laughing, what everyone expressed was the same emotion.
A joy of breaking free after hundreds of years of silence.
"Please forgive my rudeness and offense to you," Elcia took the initiative to come to him, drooping his beard deeply, "From today onwards, the united front no longer needs to exist. You are the only one in Taquila. The ruler is also our will."
Pasha and Celine did not interrupt, apparently tacitly acquiescing to her statement.
This also means that Taquila will exist as an integral part of the Kingdom of Greycastle in the future.
After Roland nodded in acceptance, El Xia erected his main beard again.
"There's one more thing I have to tell you," he concentrated, and told the three of Elena's news.
"Really... It was her." Pasha said slowly.
To Roland's surprise, they didn't show too many emotional fluctuations.
"You... already knew?" he couldn't help asking.
"No, we are just prepared." El Xia said frankly, "The ambush squad was surrounded by the devil's premeditated plan. If it is the era of the Federation, there is basically no possibility of surviving. To be able to save everyone at such a price, It has been fortunate.”
"You may not understand, but death is a common thing for us." Celine continued, "After all, everyone is a person who has survived voluntarily through the fusion of soul instruments and carriers. This process is equivalent to being dead. After sifting through it, not to mention the tragic defeats we faced in the Battle of Divine Will. The only thing we fear is meaningless death.”
"And Elena just made the choice that every Taquila warrior would make," Elcha finally said, "so you don't have to worry about it."
So... is this anti-comfort
Roland was quite emotional, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Of course this doesn't mean that we won't be sad about the passing of our companions, but the war has taught us restraint." Pasha looked at the witches who were still celebrating, "It's up to me to tell them about this matter. At this moment, let them enjoy the joy of victory to the fullest.”
…
Five days later.
As the front-line troops returned one after another, the news of the Northern Expedition's victory gradually spread in Neverwinter.
Although it is not as intuitive and shocking as defeating the demonic beast tide or the Duke of Ryan, nor does it cause the whole city to celebrate, but the people still pieced together the true face of the enemy from the mouths of the family and neighbors who returned from the army. Fierce, powerful, Fierce and not afraid of death, it is far from the hybrids and the Duke Knights can compare. Coupled with the testimony of eyewitnesses of the terrorist attack, an image of a powerful enemy completely in line with the devil in hell was gradually erected.
What's more, it is exaggerated into a legendary calamity monster. Descriptions such as height of 100 feet and flames are not uncommon, and it has quickly become one of the hottest topics in the streets.
And even such an enemy was still defeated by the First Army, and was decisively defeated thousands of miles away. This kind of rhetoric greatly inspired the hearts of the people. If even the devil from hell can't compete with the Graycastle army, and Who are their opponents
The "Greycastle Weekly" also made efforts to publish the accounts of the front-line soldiers in a large format, and restore the entire war process.
For a time, the slogan of signing up for the First Army and expanding territory for His Majesty swept the city.
But the top brass in Neverwinter knew very well what the real challenge they were about to face was.
City West Public Cemetery.
Since the first tombstone fell on the evil moon five years ago, this overgrown wasteland has become a cemetery park covered with greenery today.
Today, another 426 tombstones have been added here.
Most of them are empty below, because the limited transportation capacity is unable to transport all the bodies back, but no one will feel that the names on the tombstones of the victims have been abandoned, recording their honor and merits.
Ashes and Elena's steles are among them.
Like other stone tablets, they didn't look any different, the only difference was that there was a fused sword hilt stuck in front of the ashes.
"Salute!" Iron Axe shouted loudly, then raised his arm forcefully.
All high-ranking officers followed suit with military salutes even though their rank and status were above the vast majority of soldiers.
This is a tribute, but also a reminder.
The battle of divine will to decide the fate is far from over.
After the funeral, Roland immediately called Barov, "Call all the ministers, I have a new task to explain."
The challenge has only just begun.