A funeral is being held on a deserted area southwest of the town.

It is not appropriate to say that the wasteland is not suitable, I do not know when this unrequited land has been built out of a small circle of wall, the wall is covered with thick snow, far away, as if coated with a layer of silver edge.Although one foot can cross the road, but to see it, Vanner can not help but think of the border wall - they are all the same color, the same shape.

He had only heard of such rituals in the traveller's population, and when a great nobleman or royal family died, the family of the deceased would gather in the cemetery, play the mourns, and finally bury the coffin underground.The more noble the identity, the greater the voice.

Even the dead were more beautiful than the living, and he thought enviously, what if the people in the border town died?Go to the hidden forest to dig a hole.I don't know if the demonic beast will come out and eat the body when it comes.

Death is not a stranger to the inhabitants of the border town.In particular, every winter to take refuge in the long song fortress, everyone in the slum shacks, died of hunger and cold, died of disease and pain, it is the norm.No one has time to be sad, and it is better to wait until dawn to go to the city center to ask for more bread.

Today, your Highness is going to hold a funeral for a soldier!

I heard that he was unfortunately thrown to the ground while chasing the mixed evil beast, and was bitten half of his head.

Vanner knew this unlucky fellow, who was also the old face of the old district, and had no name, and everyone called him Aggie.He had a wife and two children, the eldest seemed to be six years old, and the little had just been able to walk.

If it is usually, the family is definitely over, the woman can find another man to live, but who will be willing to bring two towing oil bottles?If you don't throw these two little guys on the roadside, let them fend for themselves, or keep them, go to the bar to solicit the meat business, and finally die of all kinds of strange diseases.

But His Royal Highness seems to really intend to fulfill his promise in recruiting the militia that the war dead will not only receive full pay, but also an additional compensation, so what is the name?Vanna thought, Ah...yes, the pension.And that money has as many as five golden dragons.

In addition, a daily allowance of food and charcoal is distributed, which means that Aggie's wife can keep two children alive even if she does not go out to work.Well, these seemingly beautiful words may be just words of comfort, but golden dragons are real.He saw with his own eyes that His Royal Highness the Prince had handed the pension into the hands of the Chief Knight, who would then transfer it to Aggie's wife.

Why did he suddenly feel a little envious of Aggie?No, no, Vanner shook his head and expelled these stupid ideas, so that he would not have to die himself but to be his wife... and probably would still be someone else’s wife.

After the money was sent, it was His Royal Highness's speech, which was very short, but Vanna listened.In particular, the phrase "we will always remember the sacrifice of relatives and innocent people", so that he felt that there was a rush in his heart.It turned out, he thought, that it was no wonder that lately, in addition to bread and silver wolves, he always felt that there was something more to pursue—at least this winter, that they could survive, relying on their own hands instead of the alms of the long-sung fortress.

The final step is the funeral.Aggie's coffin was put into the dug pit, the chief knight let everyone line up, and every militia member, whether formal or substituted, took turns to fill a pinch with a shovel.For the queue, everyone is familiar with, more than 200 people immediately lined up in four columns.When it was Vanner's turn, he suddenly felt that the shovel had become slightly heavy, and the eyes of the surrounding players slowed him down every movement.

When he stood aside, his eyes passed on to the next occultist.

Aggie's tombstone was a pure white rectangular stone, and the word on it was not known to any of them, and he was not the first person to live in this wasteland.Next to Aggie, there is an identical stone tablet, the top covered with snow.As they left, Vanner saw Brian, the new captain of the Second Militia, slowly drenched a pot of wheat wine on the tombstone.

If this is his final destination, it does not look bad, he can't help but think.

"Your Highness," said Carter, on his way back to the castle, "you did this..."

“Isn’t it right?”

"No," he thought, and finally shook his head, "I can't say, but I don't think anyone has ever treated conscripted people like that—they have neither titles nor family names, nor even surnames and surnames."

“But you still feel good, don’t you?”

“Uh...”

Roland smiled, and of course he knew how powerful this would be for Carter, who was also committed to fighting and protecting himself.When people start thinking about who to fight for and why, the team makes unimaginable changes.And for Carter, this doubling of the sense of achievement is indescribable when honor is no longer merely the prerogative of the nobility, and when the common people who have nothing can be honored through his training and teaching, and by defending their homeland.

Of course, the open funeral is only the beginning, Roland thought, he has many means can be used to enhance the sense of collective honor, such as the formation of military flags, military songs, set a heroic example and so on.

No spirit is born out of nothing, only the practice day after day to stick to it, all the time to inculcate the concept, will gradually play a role.In order to ensure the reliable operation of the aftercare system, he even arranged a three-way aftercare group for himself, the city hall and the militia team to complete the follow-up food and charcoal distribution in place.

The more he went down, the heavier Roland felt on his shoulders.There is too much shortage in the border town, it seems that mining and people's livelihood are on the right track, food reserves are sufficient, so far there is no starvation or freezing to death.This seems to be a miracle in other towns, and even the Grey Fort King, many of the vagrants or orphans are eliminated every year by winter.

But he wants much more than that, and the city hall’s operating load has reached its limit.With the assistant minister Barov and the dozen apprentices he brought with him, all the finances and administration of the border town were propped up.If you want to expand the department further, it is impossible not to recruit some managers.He also asked Barov if there were any successful students or colleagues who remained in the royal capital, but the answer was cold water: "Even if they were they, they would not want to come."Do you really know how bad your reputation is in the kingdom?”

Well, that sounds really reasonable.He thought sadly.

Back in the castle’s backyard, the nightingeers emerged from the mist and gave Wendy a warm embrace to Wendy, who was standing outside the wooden shed waiting.The lightning turned around the unfinished steam boring machine, and when she saw Roland, she immediately clamored to assemble the machine, which was rumored to be able to move on its own.

Looking at all this, he suddenly felt that the effort he had put in was worth it.