Dawn of the Grey Tower

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"Boom ... Boom ..." The bells of the funeral echoed in the rain curtain. The residents of the capital were dressed in rain-covering clothes, and protected the candles in their arms with wide brims or simply the body. This little light was their comfort to the victims. In the ancient code of Cangshi, it was recorded that when the big funeral began, the residents of that city had to carry candles to the place where the funeral was held to see off the soldiers. For those who live in poverty and cannot find candles, the king will provide them with this small prop, so that they can join the ceremony together.

"You shouldn't be here by now." The voice in the heavy rain couldn't pass far, so when Lothar heard this, the networm was standing behind him. Even so, in order to ensure that his words will indeed be heard by the earl, the body of the female maid has been almost completely attached to Lothar's back.

The count, dressed in a heavy canvas robe, turned his head to look at the face in the networm's hood, the latter's complexion blushing because of the coldness and humidity in the air. "He grew up watching me. I have to appear at his funeral." Lothar replied at a lower volume. As a fugitive, he didn't dare to be like a networm. And the count also knew that the other party could read his mouth.

However, although Miss Mercenary could indeed read Lothar's meaning, it did not mean that she agreed with the count's near reckless behavior. You know, the result of the glorious trial has not been acknowledged by the king, at least there is no news to revoke the guilt of Lothar. In this case, if Lord Count stayed honestly in the mansion, the soldiers of the King Capital would not waste energy to deal with the count after the war. But Lothar chose not to bring any escorts to the big funeral at this time. Although the networm had not seen the specific appearance of the big lion ’s funeral, he thought with his toes that soldiers who were sad at the funeral would never have Mindfulness listens to the argument of a kingdom wanted criminal. Once Lothar was recognized, the consequences could hardly be imagined.

"Are you sure you want to die? Before you went to raid the Pharmacist Association, the witch named Coranti is still alive and dead! Now you are going to participate in this **** funeral, but I put my life on your side. If you die for this stupid reason at this time, I will never agree! "The maid pulled the earl's collar and shouted at his ear.

Faced with the Net Worm's questioning, Losa didn't retreat, his eyes looked directly at each other without evasion, and the flames of anger burned in his eyes. "Then you will protect me. Other things don't bother you. Just remember, I am your employer, and you are just a mercenary." After that, the count turned away from the female mercenary easily. Walk along the street towards the place where the funeral is held. The Net Worm froze for a few seconds, and then stomped angrily on the spot, cursing something in his mouth, but after calming down a little, he still followed Losa's footsteps.

In a place where the two did not notice, in a dark corner where raindrops could not reach, a pair of beautiful eyes were unaffected by the heavy rain, and witnessed exactly what happened just now. The beautiful-eyed host smiled at the corner of her mouth after seeing the Networm being roared by Lothar. She was the witch who had once broken into the Earl of Montenegro and disguised as a mercenary, Qi Li. The young witch watched the Net Worm chasing Lothar with interest, and quietly followed her.

The place where the funeral was held was the south square of the capital. In fact, the soldiers wanted to see off the dead comrades under the wall of the worst part of the war, but considering that the ratmen might not come back when they attacked, and they were in the war before The damaged fortifications also need to be repaired, so the place of the funeral was moved to the square most used by the civilians of the king. At this time, with the sound of the death knell, the bodies of the fallen soldiers were transported to the square by the carriage and cart.

In the center of the site, a huge bonfire has been built, and the soldiers who are relatives in the capital will be taken away by their families and buried separately. The rest of the dead will be cremated here, and their ashes will be buried in the king. In the royal cemetery north of the capital. The cemetery is just outside the window of the throne room. On the one hand, this is to hope that the dead souls of the fallen soldiers can continue to protect the blue lion. On the other hand, this is also to wake up the previous Cang lion monarchs and tell them how many people have This kingdom is sleeping here.

"Let's make it, let's make it, here is the downdraft. After the ignition, there will be a lot of smoke floating over, please don't stand here." The west entrance of the square is responsible for maintaining order. Every soldier who enters the square from here enters the square Citizens said, and led them to the north and south of the square. As for the east, it was already occupied by the army.

"I should have stood there." Lothar murmured at the Cangshi soldiers on the east side of the square. As a soldier of honor, he felt very unhappy that he could not attend the funeral as the Earl of Montenegro.

"Yeah, you might be standing there, but if you weren't wanted on the wall at that time, you might be lying on the wood now." The networm whispered in Earl's ear because of the crowds here She had to maintain a very intimate posture with Lothar ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This made her look like an ordinary girl snuggling beside her lover.

The count glared at his female companion and said nothing more. The crowd around him was less than a palm away from him, and Lothar was afraid that his words would reveal his identity. After all, the Earl of Montenegro still knew a lot in Cangshi, especially Wangdu. Thinking of this, the earl's hand unconsciously touched the dagger hidden in the boots. Considering that his golden battle axe and Hern's hand were too conspicuous, this time only to take part in the funeral. Come to defend yourself. As for the networm ... She always seems to be able to pull out a suitable weapon from any part of her body without being discovered by others. Perhaps this is the difference between a mercenary and a soldier.

The female maid groaned in dissatisfaction at seeing Lothar no longer speaking. If it were not for the protection of the count, who was completely unconscious of danger, she would not be close to such a dense crowd. Years of mercenary career told her that the more this dense crowd, the more the assassins and thieves like to start. Moreover, she always has a subtle resistance to physical contact with Lothar. Too close to this earl always keeps the maid ’s body temperature warmer than usual. If it is not because of the cold rain, it must be her face There was already a clear blush on it.

"Boom ..." With the last bell ringing, the sound of rain once again occupied the world. People carefully took care of the candles in their hands, their eyes gathered on the woodpile in the middle of the square. "The funeral began." Seeing this scene, Lothar said softly.