Starfall 831, December 24th, Moldova Territory in the North, Black Forest Fortress.
The black tide has dissipated, and the wild beasts that originally gathered fell apart due to killing each other. Purple blood and ice spread all over the plain in front of the fortress, turning the originally white snow into a mess.
After confirming that most of the monsters had returned to the depths of the forest, and the remaining ones had turned into corpses, the fortress suddenly fell into a heartfelt carnival.
The fighting for many days has made many warriors nervous. Although they have got enough rest in recent days, their minds still cannot relax. But the news that the black tide has completely returned has finally made the people in the fortress relax. The last big stone in his heart was removed, and in an instant, even the tower covered with ice was filled with laughter.
The snow accumulated due to the ice butterflies was quickly swept away, and red flags representing victory were hung at the door of every house, even those families that had lost their fathers or sons. Although their eyes were filled with tears, they still put up the flags. The red flag of victory showed a smile.
Because the praise of victory is a memorial to the dead. If the winner cannot laugh, then what is the value of sacrifice.
So praise, even if you cry and laugh, you must declare victory.
The purple-haired Countess Verdani ordered to announce to the whole city that she will hold a large celebration banquet in the evening. Anyone can go, all food is free, and everyone can drink as much as they want until the morning of the next day. .
The efficiency of the fantasy world is still very fast. With the hard work of the silver knights and black iron warriors, bonfires and tables were quickly piled up in the square in the center of the fortress. Grills and thick wine barrels were also placed. On the side, two flags were erected in the center of the square, one is the [Red Base Gold Bordered Six-Pointed Star] representing the Scarante family, and the other is the [Black Base Gold Bordered Sword Hand] representing the Radcliffe family. .
Time passed quickly, and preparations became more and more complete. In the evening, the white pyroxene lamps were lit up, illuminating the square, and piles of bonfires were also lit, emitting a red light. Suddenly, the entire center of the fortress was as bright as day. Vegetables, fruits, raw meat and seasonings are all ready, and sitting behind the campfire are tired but cheerful faces.
There was no cloud in the night, the twin moons shone on the earth, and with the twinkling stars, the magnificent purple-blue sky was so beautiful. Against this background, Lord Verdani walked to the high platform in front of the square. She looked around below, and then Under the gaze of his subjects, he opened his mouth to speak.
But at this time, she suddenly took a deep breath, and the expression on her face kept changing. The female mage seemed to recall the hardships of the previous battle and the despair when waiting for reinforcements, but after a moment, she adjusted After losing his temper, he smiled and declared loudly to everyone in the audience:
"No need to say anything more at this moment, my warriors, cheer for the victory!"
Before Verdani could even turn around and walk off the platform, the crowd in the square began to shout enthusiastically: "Long live the victory!" "Long live your lord!" "Long live the celebration!"
Some people raised their wine glasses and shouted: "Cheers to our reinforcements!"
This statement quickly gained the approval of everyone: "Yes, praise the knights of the Radcliffe family!" "Yes, cheers to the real knights!"
Emotions continued to rise, and as the large bonfire in the center of the square began to burn with flames, emitting a golden-red light, the carnival atmosphere was completely ignited.
At this time, the countess had also left the high platform and walked into a gorgeously decorated house across the square.
Opening the door, walking up the stairs to the second floor, Verdani entered a hall, and in the center of the hall hung a pyroxene lamp carved from blue crystal. It was exquisite and luxurious, flowing with magical light. On the dome was It draws a six-pointed star array with a strong magical meaning, which has a mysterious flavor.
There was a square table that was not very large in the center of the hall, and two men with black and blond hair were holding wine glasses and seemed to be chatting about something.
"...Joshua, where did you learn that passage?"
Asking in a low voice, the blonde-haired and red-eyed swordsman looked very anxious, but his tone was very soft and not annoying: "After that time, I suddenly gained a deeper recognition from the Double Blades of Order. This It’s incredible!”
"I suddenly knew it."
The left arm was tightly bandaged. After the priests from the entire fortress tried their best to treat him, a mass of flesh and blood had begun to grow on the shoulder of the black-haired and red-eyed warrior. Although the bones had not fully grown, at least he could pass the fighting spirit. He came to control his actions a little, and he was barely 30% better. He shrugged and said, "I guess it's the information left in the Azure Orb, probably."
He picked up the wine glass with his right hand and took a sip of the wine. The spicy feeling flowed down his mouth and throat straight into his stomach. Joshua said something casually, but his expression looked very serious: "Maybe it was a blessing from the saints."
If he is officially considered a god, he is truly a true sage.
"Did Qing Baozhu tell you more similar sentences that day?"
Brandon seemed to actually accept this unreliable explanation. He said seriously: "Also, do you know what the profound meaning of those words is? Please forgive my eagerness, but this is the time of the Glorious Era. The language used by the sages has long been lost, and even the Royal Mage Association is still in the process of preliminary deciphering... Your information will bring great progress to the research!"
The Azure Orb didn't tell me anything, and I only knew that sentence, and I only knew its superficial meaning.
Joshua shook his head. How could he tell the golden warrior in front of him? He knew this because the video of you raiding the Abyss Fortress and killing the Gluttonous Demon King in the previous life was officially released and regarded as the fourth in the Continent of Disputes. version of the promotional PV? The spell to liberate the true name of the holy weapon is not long, and it sounds cool and pretentious. If you pick a random player, seven out of ten players will be able to recite one or two sentences, and Joshua is because of his sensitivity to the powerful information. Just remember to be extra firm.
My foresight is always used in such strange places, which is indeed a bit embarrassing and helpless.
Coincidentally, at this time, Verdani came over. The female mage sat directly next to Brandon, who looked a little melancholy due to Joshua's answer. She naturally took the blond swordsman's arm, and because of herself With the arrival of his partner, the blond swordsman also stopped questioning.
These two people are so affectionate.
He sighed slightly in his heart, and the small banquet belonging to the three golden masters also officially began. The silent silver-haired maid Ye served sumptuous dishes, including animal meat, vegetables, river delicacies and thick soup. Soon, the small square table was covered with various dishes, especially the roasted calf in the center of the table. The golden skin made a sizzling sound, and the oil came out of the pores, filling the room with a rich fragrance.
"For victory!" "For friendship!" "For humanity"
"cheers!"
Following the golden swordsman's toast, Joshua clinked glasses with him and drank without hesitation, savoring the delicacy of victory.
But what was embarrassing was that within two hours, Verdani and Brandon both fell on the table, their bodies were hot, their faces were red, and their consciousness seemed to have fallen into a coma.
"You only had a few drinks, why did you fall down?"
Joshua, whose face had just begun to turn a little red, looked at the two golden warriors in front of him in disbelief. He looked sideways at the three empty wine barrels beside him, shook his head and said in confusion: "Only three barrels. , Aren’t all the people in the North a man who can drink a thousand cups?”
Since there is no red wine in the fortress, only barrels of golden ale brewed by the dwarves, they drink the same ale that is not very strong as the soldiers in the square. The soldiers below are not drunk yet. Why are you drunk
Although they knew that this was probably because the two of them did not deliberately use their gold-level bodies to eliminate the side effects of alcohol, the warrior also did not do so - the contrast in alcohol consumption was immediately obvious.
Somewhat disappointed, he drank alone. After watching the maid named Ye nod to him, Joshua dragged his mistress and mistress one by one to a room outside the hall.
After eating some food alone again, feeling a little bored, he simply stood up and walked around the house with a wine glass in hand.
The room was brightly lit and the decorations were gorgeous and exquisite, but there were no signs of frequent activity. It seemed to be a venue specially used to entertain distinguished guests.
Joshua felt that it was natural. After all, he came from Moldavia to help, and he was injured a little. This was the treatment he deserved.
After walking around, he heard a familiar voice coming from another room not far away.
"...So, the big sword is the most powerful weapon!"
Entering the room, Joshua was not surprised to see his magic machine. The silver-haired girl was sitting on a sofa, and on her lap sat a little girl with blond hair and red eyes. He didn't know what Yingying said. The little girl looked very excited. She said curiously in a soft voice: "But my sister often says that magic is the best~"
"Don't care about other people's opinions, little Fran. Just do whatever you want and work hard. Everyone has different choices!"
Unlike beside the warrior, Hotaru's little face seemed a little red. She changed from her previous soft character, and now she looked like a life mentor. She clenched her slender white fists and pointed into the air. He waved: "My master is a warrior, and your father is also a swordsman. There is no distinction between high and low professions, it only depends on the person's choice!"
This little guy was obviously drunk... No, it was obvious that it wasn't just Ying, the other little guy must also have secretly drank a little alcohol!
Smiling and shaking his head, Joshua could easily tell that the little girl with blond hair and red eyes sitting on Yingying's lap had elements of Brandon and Verdani on her face, and even her temperament was slightly similar. She perfectly inherited her father's hair and eye color. On the sofa next to Hotaru and the little girl named Fran, there was a purple-haired girl. She looked a little older than Fran, but Already asleep, curled up in a sleeping position as cute as a kitten.
"I'm sorry, sir, please give way."
There were footsteps behind him, and then a faint cold voice sounded. Joshua turned around and saw that it was the silver-haired, blue-eyed maid named Ye. She was holding a comfortable and warm-looking maid in her hand. Cashmere blanket with red patterns on it.
It seems that he came here for the sleeping little girl.
He nodded and moved sideways. Joshua had no intention of going in to disturb his magic. He continued to stand at the door and watched everything happening inside.
Although Ye didn't talk much, she was indeed a conscientious maid. She gently covered the sleeping purple-haired girl with a cashmere blanket, and cleared the dishes on the table in the room with crisp and clear movements. , very chic.
Looking at this rare and heartwarming scene, the soldier's face couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth.
Since time traveling, Joshua has changed the fate of many people, his own, Firefly's, Verdani and Brandon's, as well as those of many warriors and ordinary people. They survived because of the warriors' battles. Reborn - the same goes for the two little girls in front of them. Because of the help of the soldiers, their mother did not die like in the previous life. They will probably have a happy childhood that they never had in the previous life.
Maybe they don't know it, but it's true.
Joshua doesn't care whether his actions protect the weak or change the fate of others, nor does he care whether he is good or evil in the eyes of others. He just wants to fight with stronger beings, fight happily, and satisfy his heart. desire…
But now it seems that this feeling is not bad.
No longer paying attention to the play between Yingying and the little blond girl, he walked sideways to the window not far away. The black-haired and red-eyed warrior looked at the celebration in the square. His knight was having a cup with the warrior belonging to Verdani. After drinking, they put the roasted meat into their mouths roughly, without caring whether the meat was raw or cooked, whether it was burnt or not, they started chewing and swallowing it, and then laughed.
The drinks, which were neither cheap nor expensive, were freely squandered. Everyone temporarily forgot about the arduous battles of the past few days, and instead laughed loudly. Some drunk guys had already started wrestling and arm-wrestling in front of everyone, which immediately heated up the atmosphere. more enthusiastic.
Gradually, the expressionless Joshua smiled.
Perhaps, this is the purpose of his time traveling
Shaking his head, the black-haired warrior clinked a glass against the twin moons in the sky, then raised the wine glass in his hand, drank the spicy liquid in one gulp, laughed loudly, and turned around to leave.
This kind of thing doesn't matter at all.
Whether it is victory or defeat, whether it is joy or sorrow, in this dangerous and passionate world, in this continent full of battles and disputes - warrior, you should drink at any time, you deserve happiness!
—The second day, noon
In front of the Black Forest Fortress, the heavily armed knights were wearing silver-white armor. They were arranged in a neat array just like when they set out, waiting for their lords to give orders.
Under the gaze of many defenders on the city wall, the leading warrior rode his tall black dragon-blooded horse. He waved wordlessly to the blond swordsman and purple-haired mage at the city gate to say goodbye.
The cheers rang out, shaking like thunder, and the sword-holding flag with a black background and gold rim began to move, fluttering in the wind, and making a hunting sound.
The knights left with the blessings of everyone and returned to their hometown.
Let’s have a beer together (cheers)
(End of chapter)